Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune Starts From Tianshi Mansion Chapter 136

  Chapter 136 135. Opportunities can be expanded, Zhenyin Bamboo Core (two updates with ten thousand words)

 The old Taoist priest Huang Sanqian is dying.

 The gloom and fanaticism just now disappeared from his face.

 Although he was dying, his face was peaceful.

"No...it was Pindao who lost his mind before...it was Pindao who was wrong..."

 Huang Sanqian looked at Lei Jun and said with difficulty: "I don't know what to call a friend? Thank you for stopping Pindao..."

Lei Jun nodded slightly, then shook his head again, and said honestly:

“I really don't like what you are doing, but apart from that, another reason is that I will not allow you to use the **** river method to stop the flow of the Yudai River for seven days.”

 Such a strange change shows that there is a mystery behind it.

On the other hand, even if they do not kill people themselves, the place where the blood, murderous, and death energy is full is a treasured place for their practice.

Lei Jun lifted his Jitu Yin Lei.

His own Taoist tradition is to focus on the Taoist Fulu sect and practice the true teachings of the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

Lei Jun's mind is immersed in the Zhenyi Altar derived from the Tianshi Seal deep in his soul.

 One person and one bear, they wandered like this, wading through mountains and rivers, back to Longhu Mountain.

Lei Jun took out his Taoist miniature capsule.

 Don't mention anything else, as long as he has this True Yin Bamboo Core, his trip to Bashu will not be in vain...well, there is also you.

The big fur ball shrank its head and rolled its eyes again.

 Such a name came to mind in his mind.

 Then, the white color fades quickly.

 There is no real descendant of the Blood River Sect coming.

 There are no purple pistils or white pistils.

But the big guy quickly turned around again, his two little eyes rolling around, looking at Lei Jun pitifully.

The white bamboo weathered unexpectedly quickly, and ash and debris fell on the soil in the mountains and forests below.

　　After all, we are away from home.

Lei Jun took a long breath, then stepped forward to pick those purple bamboo flowers.

Lei Jun looked at the scene in front of him quietly.

Lei Jun sometimes wonders, behind many fierce battles, are there people in the blood river secretly helping to fuel the flames, or even planning them?

Although they look bloodthirsty and violent, they don't look like people who have the patience to do such delicate work, but considering their cultivation path, it's really hard for Lei Jun not to think too much.

Then the breath of the old Taoist priest was completely cut off.

As for the water supply of Yudai River that was cut off, it was not restored within three days...

Huang Sanqian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Do fellow Taoists also need to use Yudai River? Haha... No matter how you say it, it's time for this poor Taoist to end his life.

 Chen Yi did not mention that he might have other bigger secrets. He practiced the blood river secret technique only as a secret killer move in a battle of wits.

 As the purple light flashed, the white bamboo withered quickly.

After taking away the cover of the Xirang flag, we saw the white bamboo forest, which looked really terrible at this time.

Lei Junze looked him up and down:

I ca n't feel that there are any changes in Xiaoyefeng's north side and the spiritual symbols left by himself. Lei Jun then stayed on the upper reaches of Yudai Creek.

Although it cannot be seen, that side is in the direction of the top of the ancestral court of the Shushan sect.

Lei Jun was not in a hurry and immediately refined the True Yang Strange Flower and the True Yin Bamboo Core.

 Fortunately, the amount of water in the Yudai River itself is still limited, and Lei Jun's current cultivation strength is not comparable to that of the monks from the next three days.

  On the surface of the bamboo, a lilac light suddenly appeared.

 Unfortunately, this is destined to be a dream.

Everything seems to be for that moment of ultimate sublimation, giving birth to the gorgeous purple pistil.

 He took out his True Yang Qihua.

 A slight difference can lead to completely different results.

The Blood River Heirs are like sharks that smell fishy smell. Wherever there is fighting, they are there.

“Honestly, I think in that case, it should be considered as winning the lottery. The time cost and energy cost are also paid.” Lei Jun sighed.

This unexpected incident caused by Huang Sanqian forced Lei Jun to take some time to deal with the aftermath.

However, the small flowers densely clustered on the top of the white bamboo are now scattered in all directions, and their color changes from white to purple, like scattered stars.    White bamboo with purple pistils.

Let's assume that there are extraordinary talents in this world who can transcend the boundaries of body and law and integrate the two completely different Taoisms of Wumen and Taoism into one body.

This time, it was complete silence.

 Seems to be sliding from bottom to top, like a fleeting glimpse of light.

 It seems to be nurturing a small flood or flood.

 The market town at the foot of the mountain is full of smoke and fire.

 Today, he once again experienced the wonder of nature.

 Just three short days without seeing him, Bai Zhu was about to wither and die.

 But Lei Jun noticed it early and asked his panda to scare it away, so that the other party did not dare to approach.

However, the giant Gungun shook his head and succumbed to his appetite and followed Lei Jun closely.

 As time goes by, when the stream is cut off, the water accumulation will naturally become more and more intense.

Lei Jun jumped on the giant rolling shoulder, and one person and one bear rushed out with the stream downstream.

It won't hurt Taoist Lei, but it will add some fun to his long journey.

It is true that there is nothing to lose and nothing to risk, but nothing is gained, and all this hard work has been in vain.

After Lei Jun smiled, he turned around and looked at Xiaoye Feng and Shunan Bamboo Sea in front of him. He straightened his expression a bit.

 His attention returned to his primary goal at the moment.

  Instead, it is the place of true yin below, where the spiritual energy dissipates quickly.

 Lei Jun put away these purple true Yin bamboo stamens, and then looked at the withered white bamboos.

 Just as the fortune says.

 But at least it's not Huang Sanqian.

 Congratulations to you, you won the lottery, the white bamboo will die immediately.

That Gungun was turning his head to one side and sulking.

 What a pity that this life has come to an end and I have done something wrong and nothing has been accomplished! "

He has no intention of doing things in a high-profile manner, he just wants to prevent anyone from approaching the upper reaches of Yudai River again.

  It is the fifth-grade opportunity mentioned in the lottery.

 The spiritual energy contained in it also began to show signs of restlessness.

The spirituality of this land of true darkness has also been dispersed.

The giant Gungun, who was drooling over the white bamboo and white rui, now looked at the white bamboo and purple rui, and was slightly stunned.

 Although it is a good thing, it is probably not the true Yin spirit that Lei Jun wants.

 After the white pistils are formed, the spiritual power of the True Yin Land is still likely to dissipate.

 It is like reaching the end of life and reaching the end of life.

It is a miraculous workmanship and a natural opportunity.

Lei Jun entered the mountain gate and arrived at the main Tianshi Mansion halfway up the mountain. He first met his junior brother Chu Kun.

 There is no need to say anything more.

Moreover, referring to fortune, this true yin land may not be reused to cultivate white bamboo.

  【True Yin Bamboo Core】

Like a drowning man grasping at straw, he wants to hold on to even the most illusory hope.

Lei Jun looked towards the northwest.

This year's **** civil war in Shushan also attracted people from the Blood River Sect.

Lei Jun had a bamboo shoot-like golden bamboo in his hand, and he shook it at the giant rolling ball again: "But we can go home this time. When we get back, we will try to find something for you to enjoy."

The so-called microcosm in a bag is a method similar to the mustard seed in Buddhism and the Jingtianweidi in Confucianism. It opens up a small space and fits it into a small space, making it easier to carry things.

The giant rolling body spread out its four claws and climbed over mountains and ridges as if it were on flat ground, moving at a very fast speed.

“But having said that, the Blood River Sect is really running around. In the Wumen's five-way lineage, they are both annoying and active.”

 Everything seems to return to the nature of the world.

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Thunderclouds intertwined in the sky on the top of the mountain, and the lightning flashed, just like a fairyland.

 And the stream water, because of Lei Jun's magic, gradually began to accumulate.

The shining white flowers are swaying automatically in the absence of wind.

 Deep down in his heart, he understood that in the current situation, even if the Blood River Magic Sword was made for him, he would have no hope of surviving the catastrophe and reaching the fourth level of heaven to extend his life.

 Purple light flashed by.

Green smoke curls up into the sky.

 “A **** stirrer...Okay, a blood stirrer.” Lei Jun shook his head and restrained his divergent thoughts.

If you do nothing and just stay in the really shady place north of Xiaoye Peak, although the white bamboo will bloom, I am afraid that what will bloom will only be white bamboo stamens.

According to Lei Jun's estimation, Huang Sanqian should be just like Chen Yi, who just accidentally obtained the secret technique of blood river.

 Fortunately, he did not return empty-handed.

The majestic fairy mountains in the distance are still the same as before

Those monks who escaped, a very small number returned in less than three days.

 Lei Jun was not panicked when he saw such a heart-wrenching change.

 Apply two handfuls of it on the square head.

He only needs to continue to bless his Jitu Yin Lei, which will be enough to continue to cut off the stream and gradually form a small lake upstream.

Many small white flowers, densely clustered together, are pleasing to the eye.

 After the True Yin Land dissipated, the objects that made them react finally became those white bamboos.

Here, the blood river method has begun to erode the foundation of the old Taoist Huang Sanqian.

Those monks who escaped also knew that the so-called treasure left by the predecessor's cave was Huang Sanqian's trap.

 On the one hand, they are bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

Now that he had a choice, he decided to go back to his mountain gate first.

Lei Jun took out the incense table, incense burner, Taoist flags, mirror, token, magic sword, magic ruler and other objects from the miniature bag.

This is exactly what you are looking for.

 …but he was not willing to give in after all.

 Compared with the two-legged drive when I went there, this time on my way back, Director Lei upgraded to a four-legged drive.

 In this way, no one will call their friends to take risks again in a short period of time.

Then, he stepped on the Gang and fought, set up a formal Zhaijiao dojo, burned incense and prayed to heaven, and offered sacrifices to heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.

 No, it is no longer Baizhu.

 …But this kind of thing does not always happen.

Before leaving, Lei Jun went to Yushan Temple and left a letter, asking the old temple owner to pass it on to Shushan Jichuan and others. He thanked them for their hospitality and extended an invitation to visit Longhu Mountain when they had free time. .

Yudai River has been successfully cut off by him.

 The fur was stained with blood, and it took a long time to wash it off.

He jumped onto the giant rolling shoulders:

“Okay, we can officially go back to the mountain!”

Sure enough, after the Yudai River was restored, the white bamboos that had dried up suddenly began to sway.

Lei Jun actually saw something very human in it.

This stream must not only be temporarily cut off, but must be restored later.

 Huang Sanqian accidentally obtained the secret technique of Blood River.

  That is the real true Yin bamboo core, the fourth grade chance.

 As he spoke, his voice gradually became fainter.

Lei Jun could clearly feel that deep in his soul, inside the Heavenly Master Seal and the Zhenyi Dharma Altar, there was a breeze blowing out, through the soul, directly to the physical body.

　　After so many attempts, it didn't catch anything delicious.

 Although I added the finishing touch myself, it is precisely because of the original mystery of nature.

Although it blooms, the white bamboo itself does not wither immediately.

Comparing the three fortune-telling rules, Lei Jun felt like he had a clear vision.

 And to a certain extent, it is equivalent to wasting part.

He was also thrown out by Lei Jun as a cannonball and bombarded the Blood River Formation.

Then, he officially left Shu and embarked on his return journey.

The other party seems to be doubting him...

Lei Jun looked at the other person and shook his head slightly.

 It arrived as promised within three days.

The spiritual bamboo growing in this land of true yin is very special.

 As the fortune teller above said, Lei Jun's trip was considered to be without any surprises.

 After returning home, everything is ready and the environment is stable, and then we can officially start the ritual of improving our roots and bones for the second time.

Chukun couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Lei Jun: "Brother Lei, are you back?"

 The accumulated stream water suddenly burst down.

 On the dojo, the four-nine lights flashed together, and the canopy of Taoist flags kept fluttering.

Lei Jun smiled and patted the huge fur ball next to him.

If you dare to cross the natural chasm, you will probably die in disaster, and there will be no second outcome.

 The rushing Yudai River flows through Xiaoye Peak again, bypasses the north of the peak, and continues downstream.

 Earlier during the battle around Longhu Mountain, the masters of the Blood River Sect got involved.

 Just stir the garlic under your feet from time to time and roll it a few times.

As for why descendants of the Blood River suddenly appeared in Bashu, I think the reason was the previous civil strife in Shushan.

 After doing all this, Lei Jun just collected the incense case and the instrument.

 Before, there was no choice.

Then, the old Taoist priest took a risk and wanted to use the blood river secret technique to help him refine a magic weapon, thus breaking through the bottleneck of his cultivation.

 It is a relatively normal method and does not pollute water sources.

If you dare to cross...to cross the natural chasm, there is no hope at all...you will only die without a burial place.

Only as it is now, plus the impact of the Yudai River's resumption after three days of interruption, can the spiritual power of the True Yin Land be fully stimulated, without wasting any bit, and supplying all the white bamboos.

 So the white pistil was improved to a higher level and the purple pistil was bloomed.

Lei Jun can no longer feel the true Yin spiritual power here.

Lei Junze returned to the north of Xiaoye Peak, the land of true darkness.

 The good news is that there are no more unexpected complications.

 He waved his hand and disposed of Huang Sanqian's body as well.

 “This true Yin bamboo pistil must not be given to you to eat.”

At his signal, the giant Gungun followed his example and put on a bunch of incense along with him.

Even if there are no Taoist friends, the poor Taoist forcefully sacrifices the evil way of blood to refine the magic sword, which is against his own Taoist tradition and will not succeed...

 Otherwise, winning the lottery will turn into winning the lottery.

 Then, these spiritual bamboos bloomed.

 The land of true yin below is also filled with spiritual energy.

There is no need to get too close. The Purple Bamboo flower on the top of the withered white bamboo in front of you seems to be echoing the True Yang Qihua, and it will tremble at any time.

Lei Junjing will wait for three days.

 “Junior brother, you have grown taller.”

PS: The second update today. Although there are two updates today, it is still 10,000 words. I will continue to work hard tomorrow.

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