"Then please, sir, please write a word for what is in your heart."

The fortune teller pointed to the table in front of him, with a bowl of water on the left and a hanging sign on the right.

"Or you can draw a stick."

Lu Zheng looked at the slightly turbid sewage in the bowl on the left. After all, he did not reach out. Instead, he drew a stick from the bamboo tube on the right. I took out the signature at random.

　【Gods are wise and you know it, but idiots talk about things and turn into coma. It is better to wait for the time than to ask guests for fortune-telling. 】

"May I ask, sir, what is the meaning of this fortune?"

The fortune teller nodded, stroked his beard and smiled, "Congratulations, sir, this is a lucky fortune, and this hexagram is for keeping." It's a sign of movement, but you have to wait for the auspicious time, and everything will naturally go smoothly and fall into place."

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Can't force it?"

The fortune teller nodded, "You can't force it, but it can happen naturally."

"That's it, thank you sir." Lu Zheng nodded, "I wonder how much this lot is worth?"

"A hundred dollars That's it, thank you sir."

So Lu Zheng took out ten large coins from the purse at his waist, put them on the table, then stood up and left with the two women next to him who had not spoken.

Seeing the three people walking slowly through the street, turning the corner and disappearing, the fortune teller couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead.

"Where did the three masters come from? Is southern Xinjiang unstable again? I haven't heard of any mountaintop wanting to attack the Central Plains?"

"Then The man said something happened, could something big happen in Gyeongju?"

The fortune teller's eyes flashed, wondering if it was possible to fish in troubled waters.

“But no matter what, we can’t stay in Gyeongju Mansion any longer. Let’s go live in the mountains first and see if there are other masters coming to the city.”

Fortune Telling When the husband looked again, he could no longer see the three people, so he looked left and right, then put the stall away and stood up.

He did not dare to cast a spell, so he held up the flag of "Nancheng Divine Calculation" and walked out from the south of Gyeongju City step by step to the southeastern mountains.

Walked through the official road, turned into a small road, and then walked faster and faster. In just half an hour, he passed a market town outside the city and walked into the southeastern mountains.

The mountainous road was difficult to walk, but it was not difficult for the fortune teller. However, it was getting late and he had already left Gyeongju Prefecture thirty miles away.

"Boom!"

Dark clouds covered the sky and thunder boomed.

　“Is it going to rain?”

The fortune teller frowned and looked up to see a corner of the building revealed in the forest not far away.

　"Mountain Temple?"

The fortune teller shrunk to the ground and walked to the Mountain Temple in two steps, only to find that it was a long-abandoned temple.

The stone sculptures fell over and dust grew in the courtyard.

The fortune teller shook his head and didn't care. He took two steps forward and opened the door of the mountain temple.

"Squeak——"

The door opened, and a ray of fire was lit in front of the fortune teller, but someone had already lit it in the main hall of the mountain temple. had a bonfire.

But when the fortune teller looked up, he was momentarily stunned.

"Sir's fortune-telling is really accurate. I didn't want to do it in the city before, so he brought it to my door." Lu Zheng said with a smile.

When the fortune teller heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around to leave. However, as soon as he turned around, he found that the clouds behind him were filled with smoke. Where is the way out?

When I turned back, I saw the statues of mountain gods in the hall looked like evil ghosts under the light of the fire, and the gods around them looked like Shura.

In the middle of the main hall, the three people sitting on the mat and eating barbecue over the bonfire seemed as if they were taking an outing in the gentle breeze in the countryside, relaxed and happy.

"Why are you three waiting for me?" The fortune teller moved back slightly, "Wu asked himself that he has always been kind to others. We have no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent days..."

"Be kind to others?" Lu Zheng sneered and shook his head, "This is the first time I heard a monster talk like that."

The fortune teller's pupils shrank and he stretched out his robe. With a wave of his sleeve towards the palace, dozens of magic patterns surged out, like golden threads. At the same time, a wisp of magic thoughts also entangled Lu Zheng and the others invisibly.

At the same time, the fortune teller turned into a black shadow and rushed straight outside.

The next moment, a large white cloud handprint took shape above his head and was suddenly photographed.

"Baiyun Temple!"

The fortune teller screamed ferociously, and his body exploded instantly, turning into a ferocious monster.

The hands and feet are like bones, with wings growing on its back, a horizontal eye on the top of its head, and sharp teeth growing in its mouth.

"It's really not a human anymore..."

"Bang!"

As he raised his hand, the monster blocked Baiyun's big handprint. With a blow, the Xiantian Yun Qi next to him wrapped himself around him and restrained him.

“Liuyun’s curse to kill the devil, go!”

Lu Zheng twisted the seal, doubling the power of the spell activated by the innate cloud energy. The demonic energy on the demon's body seemed to have encountered sulfuric acid, making a "chichi" sound and disappearing rapidly.

"The devil has no intention, and the six desires burn the body!"

The monster shouted sharply, and a sixth-grade black lotus appeared above his head. The black lotus rotated and blocked it. Innate Yunqi, and waves of soul waves stirred up and spread out, rushing towards Lu Zheng.

Then, it was easily blocked by a thin layer of innate cloud Qi.

"It's much worse than the Xuanxin Demon, and just a little stronger than the Black Heart Demon." Lu Zheng said lightly.

The monster was shocked when he heard what Lu Zheng said. Could it be that these two brothers all died in his hands?

At this time, Lu Zheng had practiced Taoism for more than 3,000 years, and had many methods. A mere monster with less than 3,000 years of Taoism was no longer in his eyes.

There is no need to use other means, just using the innate cloud energy and cloud refining method is enough for him to kill the monster on the spot.

However, this monster obviously didn’t want to be tied down yet. Seeing that the Six Desires Burning Body method was completely unable to break through Lu Zheng’s defense. The next moment, the seal in his hand moved, and the white clouds enveloped the mountain temple. , was dyed a layer of dark blue.

　“Huh?”

With a flash of Lu Zheng’s eyes, the dark blue turned into a sea of ​​fire.

It’s a blue sea of ​​fire, but the flames are like real liquids, with a hint of viscosity, which looks weird no matter how you look at them.

“This is not the magic of True Desire.” Si Lingxi, who was watching the battle, suddenly said.

"It seems that you have other adventures?" Lu Zheng laughed and his eyes flashed, "It's a pity that you are dead today. Even if your newly worshiped master takes action himself, he can't save you." I can't kill you."

"Humph! You're just bragging. If the Demon Lord comes in person, I can kill you with just a few seconds!"

"Oh, what Demon Lord? I It seems you are just boasting. I heard that the Demon Ancestor Wuxin Zhenyu was killed in the Northern Territory, so is your Demon Lord too scared to show his face?" Lu Zheng said with a smile.

The monster was furious, "The ancestor is just a true spirit returning to the demon world. After the demon brings me back to the upper world, I will be the demon ancestor Mahakala Wuxin and the great Yuanyaxu god. The true biography of the Demon Lord!"

"Yuan Yashi Shen, the Great Demon Lord?" Lu Zheng laughed loudly, "The name is domineering, but it's a pity that you are not good at it. You are almost dead now. He can't even sense it, why won't he come to save you?"

How can one know the lower realm of the spirit?Did he think he was in danger?

Thanks to Daoist fellow Taoist Little Tiger and 08a from the Demon Realm for the hundred rewards