Asking About Longevity Chapter 493

Chapter 493 Figure it out

"I have issued an order that the disciples and elders in the sect are not allowed to have any contact with the Lu family for one month. We will make a decision based on how the situation unfolds..."

Head Zhao looked slightly solemn, and then glanced at Elder Su:

“Don't have too much contact with Lu Chengyun anymore. He is too scheming and you can't play with him..."

After Master Zhao finished speaking, he served tea to see off the guests.

Elder Su left the tea room and sighed slightly.

He had a good impression of Lu Chengyun before. They were both formation masters, and they got along well with each other. They drank tea together, talked about Taoism together, and even went to Fengyue together.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chengyun's gentle appearance hid such a dark city...

 It's true, you know people, faces but not hearts.

 Elder Su sighed in his heart, and then thought of the ink painting again, feeling a little regretful.

Had I known this, I shouldn't have told Lu Chengyun all the information about the ink painting, and it would have been a fool's errand...

The more Elder Su thought about it, the more he regretted it. He couldn't help but look up at the mine, with a worried look on his face, and murmured:

“I wonder if something will happen, Mr. Xiao Mo...”

“I don't know if we can have tea together again in the future…”

Elder Su sighed.

 “Is everything going to be okay, little junior brother…”

Bai Zisheng sat under the big tree in the yard, frowning and a little worried.

“He hasn't been back for a long time. I've been so worried lately that I've lost my appetite.”

Bai Zixi glanced at him helplessly:

“You think the food is unpalatable and you want him to come back to cook...”

Bai Zisheng said with a guilty conscience: "I am worried about his safety, cooking is only secondary!"

Bai Zixi glanced at him lightly and ignored him.

Bai Zisheng thought for a moment and then said:

“How about we rush in and rescue the little junior brother?”

“There are not enough manpower.” Bai Zixi shook his head.

“How many people are there now?” Bai Zisheng asked curiously.

Bai Zixi thought for a moment, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said:

"Not counting the Situ family and the Dao court, there are only five foundations and sixty Qi refinements."

Bai Zisheng was a little disappointed, "That's all...Are they from our Bai family?"

“No, I was hired by Aunt Xue Hua Lingshi.” Bai Zixi said.

 “Where are we from the Bai family?”

Bai Zixi glanced at him angrily, "There are no people from the Bai family. This is Lizhou. The Bai family is so far away and the time is so short. How can we make it in time?"

Bai Zisheng frowned and said:

"Then with such a small number of people, they are no match for the Lu family. How can we rescue Mo Hua?"

Bai Zixi's eyes were cold, and he thought briefly:

“There is no need to save him directly, as long as he takes action, the junior brother should be able to find a chance to escape by himself.”

 Bai Zisheng thought for a while and nodded, "That's right."

His little junior brother is very smart, but also very bad-tempered. Although his cultivation level is not that good, he has many strange and weird methods.

 He is also good at concealment and the Water Step.

Has extremely strong spiritual awareness and is also proficient in formations.

Ordinary monks can't detect him, and ordinary formations can't stop him.

 As long as there is a chance, he will definitely be able to slip out...

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief and muttered:

 “It should be fine...”

Bai Zixi nodded slightly and frowned slightly.

 The smiling face drawn in ink comes to mind.

She suddenly felt uneasy, and her white and delicate little hands unconsciously fiddled with the little tiger in her hands.

In the bamboo room, the old man said in a dull voice:

 “There aren't enough manpower.”

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "Not enough."

Puppet Lao asked strangely: "Aren't you worried?"

"worry about what?"

The old man said with a dull voice:

"How can we deal with the Lu family and resist the tide of corpses if we don't have enough manpower? You don't really expect that kid Mo Hua to solve this problem alone."

Mr. Zhuang said: "That's impossible."

Mr. Zhuang raised his head, looked into the distance, and said slowly:

“Manpower is sometimes exhausted. The great achievements in this world are not the result of one person, and many things cannot be solved by one person..."

“Behind the heroes, there are many unknown people.”

Mr. Zhuang looked emotional.

Puppet Lao frowned and said, "Say something useful."

Mr. Zhuang clicked his tongue and was speechless:

 “Can't you wait until I finish saying these feelings?”

Puppet Lao said: "You have said it so many times that my ears are calloused."

Mr. Zhuang was very disappointed and criticized:

“Can't you learn from Mo Hua? When I told him these words, he listened very seriously!”

The old man said silently: "He is your disciple. He wants to give you face, but I don't need it."

 “Okay.” Mr. Zhuang sighed helplessly.

The old man looked blank, "What do you want to do?"

Mr. Zhuang said bluntly this time:

“There are not enough manpower, I will just call some people to help.”

The old man looked surprised, "You shouted?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

The old man had a complicated expression and said silently: "You are all alone. Is there anyone who can help you?"

Mr. Zhuang was unhappy, "Why am I alone? I have three apprentices now!"

The old man ignored it and just frowned and said:

“Who are you asking for help?” Mr. Zhuang smiled mysteriously.

He took out an ancient copper coin and threw it up gently. The copper coin rolled in the air, affecting the energy, and finally fell slowly, and fell into his white and slender palm.

 The copper coin is reversed and the heavenly secret changes.

 A trace of vague energy pulls the cause and effect, rippling away.

 The old man was startled for a moment, and then his eyes gradually became clear...

 At the same time, west of the Xiaohuang state boundary.

 In a remote fairy city, three monks were resting in an inn.

 A skinny old man, a middle-aged monk, and a young man in white.

 In front of them were simple drinks and dishes.

 It's just that none of the three of them have much appetite.

The young man in white clothes silently ate the unpalatable food, the middle-aged monk drank wine to satisfy his hunger, and the skinny old man closed his eyes to recuperate.

 After three rounds of drinking, the skinny old man suddenly opened his eyes.

His heart was trembling, and he quickly took out the "Three Talents Easy to Count" copper coin, shook it for divination, and after one calculation, he looked shocked.

The young man in white was a little confused when he saw this.

 The middle-aged monk asked: "What's wrong?"

 The skinny old man was a little distracted and murmured: "I actually...calculated the position of that person..."

 The middle-aged monk got excited, crushed the wine glass, stared and asked:

 “Seriously?”

The skinny old man was still a little unbelievable, nodded and said:

"That's right! Three talents are easy to count copper coins...the hexagram is like this, there is nothing wrong."

 “But…” The skinny old man was still a little confused and murmured:

"How could I figure it out? How could I figure it out? How did I figure it out...I...I don't have the ability..."

 The middle-aged monk said matter-of-factly:

"A wise man will make a mistake every time he thinks about it. We have been thieves for a thousand days, and he has been guarding against thieves for a thousand days. No matter how careful we are, there will always be a moment of negligence and the trick will be exposed. If you figure it out once, it is normal..."

 The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed, "We must seize this opportunity!"

 He threw two spiritual stones on the table, then stood up immediately, "Without further delay, let's set off now."

 The skinny old man nodded, but he still had some self-doubt.

The young man in white became energetic, and his eyes showed longing as he thought about the people he was about to meet.

 The three of them got on the road immediately, following the guidance of the hexagrams, and headed east of the border of Xiaohuang Prefecture.

In just a few days, the three of them arrived in front of Nanyue City.

 The middle-aged monk asked: "Is it here?"

 The skinny old man nodded, "This is what the hexagram says."

 The middle-aged monk was silent for a moment and asked, "What should I say?"

 The skinny old man thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the city first and see the situation."

"Wouldn't you be able to alert the snake?" The middle-aged monk was a little worried.

The skinny old man sneered, "What are you thinking about? When you thought about coming here, that person might have already known it. We are just trying our luck here to see if there are any clues and to see if that person wants to Meet us…”

 The middle-aged monk looked stunned and couldn't help but muttered:

 “Is it so mysterious?”

The skinny old man shook his head, with an expression that said, "A summer insect cannot speak of ice." Then he looked at the young man in white and warned:

"Young master, remember what I told you, you can take a look, but talk less and do less. The cause and effect here is too big, we can't afford to offend it."

The young man in white looked slightly stern and nodded.

 The three of them entered Nanyue City, settled at the inn, and did some research.

After inquiring, the three of them got together again, all looking a little confused.

 “Why are there so many acquaintances?”

“The Xie family in Kunzhou, the Tu family in Lizhou, and the Yuan family in Qianzhou…”

“Yindao Sect, Guijianmen, Wanzhen Mountain…”

“Have they all figured it out?” the middle-aged monk frowned.

The skinny old man thought for a while and suddenly said:

“It turns out I wasn't the one who figured it out, it was everyone else who figured it out, or maybe it was that person who asked us all to figure it out…”

 The skinny old man suddenly felt much more at ease.

Tianjiyuan calculates this kind of thing. I am not afraid of your failure, but I am afraid of accidents.

 Skills can't be calculated at best, so it's no big deal.

 I'm just afraid that something might happen to me.

 Something that could be calculated in the first place suddenly cannot be calculated; or perhaps something that cannot be calculated in the first place is suddenly calculated by you.

Then the trouble may be big...

Either someone interferes with the secret of heaven, or something unexpected happens.

The skinny old man knew his own weight. Now that everyone was here, everyone calculated it, which meant that his level was still the same as before. There was no change, so he had to feel at ease.

 The skinny old man finally felt relieved.

 Then he had some doubts:

“What's the purpose of that man's dragon, which has never been seen before, but suddenly revealed this trace and attracted everyone here?”

　　Not only was the skinny old man confused, but all the monks gathered in Nanyue City also had this doubt.

 But everyone searched for a long time and still found nothing.

The skinny old man didn't understand, so he let go of his consciousness and scanned Nanyue City.

There is nothing in Nanyue City.

 He looked at the mines outside the city again.

 Still not found anything.

"impossible…"

The skinny old man didn't give up. He put out three copper coins and did a calculation. As expected, he found something fishy.

The old man pondered for a moment, and then used the magic technique. His eyes filled with blue light, stripped away the outer appearance, and glanced at the mine outside the city.

At this glance, his face turned pale, he was frightened, and he lost his voice:

 “The corpse energy is soaring into the sky!”

 “How many **** zombies are there?!”

 (End of this chapter)

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