Zongwu begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 56 Calculate your own destiny [Please subscribe·Please vote]

The next morning, Qi Lin woke up normally, cooked breakfast by himself, and placed it in the pavilion in the backyard.

Minghou Yueji, the waiters in front of Donggui Winery, and even Baili Dongjun were all sitting at the table, enjoying breakfast beautifully.

Xiao Se came out and saw this scene, his face full of doubts.

"You, a great swordsman, can actually cook for others?" Xiao Se looked at Qi Lin, who was squatting under the steps, looking like an old man, with question marks on his forehead.

"Is there any necessary connection between sword immortals and cooking for people?" Qi Lin took a sip of porridge and said without raising his head.

"Breakfast is on the table. I've also prepared one for you and Xiao Jie."

"Well, Qi Lin's cooking is excellent!" Baili Dongjun came over, sniffed and said, "Well, the aroma is unique, and it's no worse than my wine."

Baili Dongjun was always running around without seeing the end. Although he promised Qi Lin to make him romantic, he never showed up.

After returning from Tianquan Villa, Qi Lin did not go to Cangshan to accompany his sister Hanyi because of Anhe and Ye Xiaoying's affairs. He stayed at the winery and contracted three meals at the winery when he had nothing to do.

Qi Lin grabbed Xiao Se's arm and pulled him towards the teahouse on the street.

Qi Lin just asked casually.

"Hurry up and eat. After eating, I have to go to Dentian Pavilion!"

Xiao Se cupped his hands and said: "You two, it will take some time for my brother to break into the pavilion, why don't we go to the teahouse and sit down."

"Xiao Se, you sound a little melancholy when you say this!" Lei Wujie purred and drank his porridge.

Xiao Se heard the words "big city lord", but did not show any special reaction.

There was another old man drinking porridge at the foot of the steps.

Qi Lin waved his hand indifferently. He did feel the little Taoist priest's gaze, but before he could react, the other person looked like this.

"Your Ice Soul Sword is ready!" Xiao Se flicked it casually.

Qi Lin asked Baili Dongjun: "Do you want to go see the excitement?"

Just when Xiao Se was about to say something literate, Lei Wujie slammed the table and shouted: "Wow, this porridge is so delicious!"

"Uncle Master, are you okay?" the little Taoist asked with concern.

Qi Lin rolled his eyes and said: "You are the city lord of Xueyue City, so you should be the one to have ideas. I am alone, and his status is bleak to me."

Xiao Se shook his head, put down his bowls and chopsticks, and followed.

The Taoist priest immediately closed his eyes, as if he had been flashed by a bright light.

"What do you want to do?" The Taoist priest's eyes recovered a little, and he turned over and dismounted.

Xiao Se sighed: "I just don't know my own fate, so I want to calculate it."

"How did you know?" Xiao Se frowned. He had never thought that his identity could be hidden from Qi Lin.

Qi Lin put down the tableware and left the winery. Lei Wujie's red figure was no longer visible when he went out.

"I see!"

After taking a mouthful of porridge, the two of them felt a warm current pouring into their stomachs. They felt indescribably comfortable, and various aromas lingered in their mouths, making them unforgettable.

"Two Taoist priests?"

He saluted Qi Lin: "Sir, I apologize. Xiaodao was just curious for a moment and no offense was intended."

"He is a Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain."

"I just want to have peace of mind!"

"Oh, why are you saying this again?"

"Let's get started!"

Seeing that they had enough gossip, Xiao Se pulled everyone into the teahouse and found a seat by the window.

"Do you know who we are?" The older Taoist priest's eyes were full of vigilance as he looked at Xiao Se and Qi Lin behind him.

"I'm convinced!" Xiao Se shook his head helplessly and said calmly: "After today, we will part ways. So I won't hit you today."

Xiao Se quickly pulled Lei Wujie and ran out.

Xiao Se stood alone on the roadside, not knowing what he was looking at.

Lei Wujie swallowed a bun in one gulp, picked up the box containing the killing sword and walked to Dengtian Pavilion.

Saying that, Baili Dongjun squatted next to Qi Lin.

Seeing the young man looking at him, Qi Lin smiled.

Seeing his expression, Xiao Se changed his tone and said: "But I have gone through so many mistakes along the way, and I almost lost my life. I will give you the principal with interest, or I will give you a thousand..."

"It's okay!" The Taoist priest rubbed his eyes and seemed to be unable to recover for a while.

"Don't you always say that although you have learned the art of reaching the sky, you can't find good jade and good materials? This is it, you can give him a fortune."

"Show off!" Xiao Se snorted coldly, feeling very dissatisfied that Qi Lin was showing off like this.

Qi Lin smiled slightly. In fact, he was inspired by the Chinese Little Master and added zhenqi when cooking, and then he had such an effect.

Qi Lin raised his eyebrows, and the Ice Soul Sword that was about to fall in front of him hung in the air, and then automatically flew back into the sword box.

Even though it was only a brief glance, the Taoist priest could see the nobility in Xiao Se.

Qi Lin touched his chin. He knew Taoism and it was the inheritance of Liuqi Pavilion.

Xiao Se glanced at Qi Lin strangely and ignored the strange things related to him.

"I'm not melancholy." Xiao Se put down the bowl and said quietly: "It's just that we have walked such a long way and finally arrived. By the time you pass through Dengtian Pavilion, this journey will be over."

"It's pity for all the parents in the world. Your master is very old and has lost all his martial arts skills, yet he is still busy worrying about your injuries.

The little Taoist boy was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak. The Taoist priest held up his hands and said: "My lord, Li Fansong, my nephew Feixuan has 80% of Qingcheng Mountain's destiny. He has learned many Taoist methods, and the art of following the dragon is just a small one."

Xiao Se's face was full of helplessness, but his eyes accidentally turned to two figures, held Qi Lin's hand and said, "Wait a minute, I have to meet two people first."

For the sake of your master, I have to treat your injury! Of course, whether the treatment is good or not is another matter."

Lei Wujie woke up feeling refreshed, as if he had not been beaten yesterday.

"When I'm full, I'll go to the pavilion!"

Xiao Se used Lei Wujie as an excuse and turned around and left.

"If you want to ask them to tell your fortune, it's not a good idea to ask the gods and ghosts beforehand."

"I'm going to wake up that little brat Lei Wujie first!"

Baili Dongjun looked at Xiao Se's back and said leisurely to Qi Lin: "This is not a simple person. Don't you have any ideas?"

There is indeed a way of heaven in this world, and there is indeed a preference for special people. And the emperor calls himself the emperor, so if you want to reach heaven, the fastest way is of course to help an emperor.

"Don't try to hide your identity. There is an organization in Xueyue City called Spider Web. From the moment you and I stepped into Xiaguan City, they have been staring at us. What's more, with what you are wearing, you can't even recognize us.

Disaster."

"That's right. Why should I care about this? Let's leave this kind of thing to Changfeng to worry about!"

"No need, I'll prepare something and treat you to a romantic dinner tonight." Baili Dongjun shook his head, stood up and left.

Qi Lin walked up to him and asked, "Find a quiet place and I'll show you the injury on the hidden vein."

"The art of reaching the sky? Qingcheng Mountain can be regarded as the ancestral home of Taoism. If you don't meditate and seek Taoism, why do you still play tricks like the art of following the dragon?"

When the little Taoist boy heard this, he seemed a little resistant.

Lei Wujie's face darkened and his head lowered a little.

Qi Lin let go of his hand and led Xiao Se towards the two Taoist priests who were looking around.

Xiao Seyi Feixuan, a child, is ready to drop a copper coin.

Fei Xuan used his true energy and started to pinch his fingers continuously.

Qi Lin, who originally didn't care much about fortune telling, suddenly frowned as he felt an unusual aura.

From heaven!

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