Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1289: Road to Heaven (3) Depression of Xuanwu King

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Zhang Fan goes all the way and walks on the road to heaven.

Since leaving the violent ape that suddenly showed a sentimental side, he walked all the way, but it went smoothly. The spirit of Immortal World is really intoxicating.

One day, he walked to a rushing river, stopped to watch the rolling river, and ran into the sea.

This big river, even in the world Nine Provinces, Zhang Fan has never seen the second one, the river is very wide, uncountable, slightly shaking, it is tantamount to monstrous giant*.

Yeah’s flat sails sailed in the river and suddenly fluctuated, making people worry that they would overturn in a blink of an eye.

Even so, looking on the river bank, there are still many fishing boats salvaging fish turtles not far from the river bank.

Not far from this big river, there is a town prospering.

The towns are backed by mountains and countless treasures, facing the rivers and the water is endless. Since ancient times, such a geographical location has been a good place for prosperity. There are hundreds of thousands of people in that town, which is comparable to some. Big city.

Although the river is spectacular, even if the town is prosperous, it is not enough to let Zhang Fan stop, but inexplicably, when coming here, Zhang Fan has a feeling in his heart, as if there is something waiting for him in front.

This idea is born, and Zhang Fan will not miss it, a flying portrait, crossing the river with a rainbow.

Such a move is easy for him, but it is impossible for people living in the town across the river.

Even if it is a boat of a thousand materials, it is not enough to cross this big river, so the other side of the river is already another world for them.

As soon as they came outside the town, Zhang Fan felt a hustle and bustle of red dust, and the sight of them was all people and people. The prosperity of the town was beyond the imagination of Zhang Fan.

Walk into it, but when the crowd is standing shoulder to shoulder, both sides are stall sellers, the items sold are either mountain treasures or aquatic products, this is still the fishing boat in the big river, it is still time to fish, otherwise want to come It will be more lively.

Also, the Zhang Fan walked all the way, immersed in this world of red dust, a cold heart was warmed up, and the time left, the crowd around was noisy.

For a long time, he walked outside a mountain temple, Huo Di stopped.

There is a **** worshiping the mountain and worshiping the dragon king near the sea. This is a common sense, but in this mountain temple, it is a little different.

The architecture of the Mountain Temple is magnificent. The beams and columns are all embraced by several people. They are not made of wood. They are all made of solid bluestones.

If this mountain temple is built by ordinary people, it is really like a miracle. I am afraid that it will be consumed after a hundred years of time and millions of corpses are laid out. m free online novel expert))

In such a magnificent mountain temple, the decoration is very simple. There was neither a mountain **** nor a dragon king. Only a huge stone turtle was lying in the middle of the magnificent temple and enjoying the incense of all people.

As long as there are temples full of incense and incense, there is a market outside, and this is no exception. It is a market that mostly supplies things such as sesame oil required for the blessing of the **** of the sea and the sea. A fortune teller.

It’s strange to say that this is a good place for a fortune teller. The river and lake scammers who live on it are countless, but at a glance Zhang Fan, only one stall is displayed alone. .

This fortune-telling booth looks special in there's no. The fortune-teller sitting in the booth is also an old-fashioned look. His eyes flashed from time to time, quite a bit of divine poise and sagelike features.

The pilgrims in this circle have been around for a long time. Obviously, the business is quite good, and they are a bit busy.

Suddenly, a man's anxious voice came from behind Zhang Fan.

“Let’s let, let’s let, let everyone borrow a light, I’m in a hurry to find Banxian.”

When this voice came, Zhang Fan outlined an anxious man in his mind, and hurriedly ran, he turned his side slightly, and let this person pass.

The folk customs in this place also seem to be innocent. Look at the intersection of the big men. Those who are waiting for fortune-telling are all willing to make a way. Those who are so funny still don’t forget to tease: "Cheng Yicha added today. How many fish have been caught, is it that the descendants of the river **** come to ask for half a fairy to count as a trigram" and so on.

This Cheng Yicha is also good-tempered. Although he was sweating and had no intention of chatting, one by one bowed his hands as a gift, which squeezed into the face of the fortune-teller, panting and saying: "Half~Half cents, my family ..."

Before he finished speaking, the fortune-teller could see that he waved his hand and the letterman threw a few simple copper coins, glanced at it, and comforted: "Moji, your daughter-in-law is fine."

"Ah~"

Cheng Yicha was shocked, and said in secret: "I haven't said what to ask, this old man can say nothing, it's half a fairy~"

At the same time, I couldn't help but regret it. I didn't listen to the old man's words.

"Then... what about the kids?"

Cheng Yicha didn't even breathe well, and couldn't wait to be surprised. He quickly asked out his concerns.

"It's okay, mother and child are safe. When you get home, you can see the baby."

The fortune teller slowly gathered the copper coins and said without looking up.

It's this attitude that makes people have no doubt about his methods. Cheng Cheng was overjoyed, and he did not consult men and women. Anyway, as long as the mother-in-law and children are safe and sufficient, they bow down and thank you.

There is something in his mind, and he is thinking about the wife who is in labor. He will leave after thanking him.

At this moment, the crowd in the rear suddenly rioted, and the voice of a half-old child came: "Brother-in-law... sister-in-law..."

"How is your sister?"

The Cheng Yicha was shocked, and the crowd was pulled out and a ten-year-old child was pulled out, asking with shaking.

"Birth...birth...mother and child are safe."

The half-year-old said something in the tone of Wenpo, and then handed a fish basket to Cheng Yicha's hand, complaining: "Brother-in-law, you are running too fast, the second child next door just went to find You, your sister was born, I am afraid that your brother-in-law is anxious to make me hurry to report, and in the end, carrying your brother-in-law your fish basket ran four streets..."

Cheng Yicha is in a mood to listen to the noise of a half-old child at this moment. He unconsciously took the fish basket and flew home. After running, he suddenly reacted after two steps. The fish basket stuffed with the fortune teller, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. I have no preparations, this is what He Xian will be Mr. Xiaojing."

As soon as he had finished speaking, he didn’t even wait for the fortune-teller to respond. He dragged a half-old child and flew home.

"Hello...you..."

The fortune-teller carried the fish basket and greeted him that the man had run away, and his face was a bit wrong. After hesitating for a moment, he reached into the fish basket, and when he raised it again, a turtle was swayed by a twine, one end was held in his hand, and the other was still in the fish basket.

For a time, the fortune-teller’s look was strange and weird.

Zhang Fan looked from the beginning to the end, and only when the fortune-teller threw the copper coins and spoke his hexagrams, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked on with a smile.

During the time when the fortune teller was full of eccentricities, Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled.

"Fuck it~"

The fortune-teller suddenly threw up the turtle and threw the turtle into the fish basket, regardless of the odds and ends of the stall, and carried the fish basket straight out of the town.

Singing while walking:

"Opportunity to the zenith, I am arrogant; right or wrong, I don’t know God’s heart..."

"How can the iron mouth be straightforward and change in every way of thinking; the fate of the times is constant, and it’s better to go to fishing than to return to fishing. It’s a life of smoke and rain..."

The figure gradually disappeared, the singing stopped, and the crowd dispersed, still sending half of the immortal words, and the hexagrams were quasi-accurate.

No one noticed that I don’t know when, the Xuanyi man who had been watching the situation disappeared without a trace.

......

The fortune teller has never stopped, and he is very familiar with the near road, but for a moment skill is already out of town, to the end of the torrential river.

Facing the big river and watching the fishing boat dock, he suddenly sighed and dumped the fishing basket into the river. The hemp rope cut off and the turtles entered the water and escaped.

"Go, go, don't get caught again, then I can't save you."

The fortune-teller muttered to himself, a clear voice came from behind him: "Xuanwu King, you are really a violent martyr, great fish and turtle, just drink, you don’t want to eat, why not treat guests? The landlord is right."

This sound is in the ears, fortune teller, no, King Xuanwu immediately shook his head and smiled bitterly, said: "Eastern Sovereign you have to joke, the old turtle does not believe in Eastern Sovereign eyesight, can not see."

"hahaha~~"

Zhang Fan laughed, stepped out, and stood alongside King Xuanwu, overlooking the river.

At this time, King Xuanwu still maintained his posture of squatting on the big river, watching the torrential river, and saw that more than ten turtles were scattered around, until he was no longer visible, he slowly stood up and smiled at Zhang Fan: "Eastern Sovereign, you are really not kind, actually want to eat my grandchildren of the old tortoise? Don't give your offspring a drink with you~IndoMTL.com~I still want to blame my old tortoise for not being a friend of the landlord?"

"These are not kind."

Zhang Fan laughed and said nothing, but it was not a joke, but it was not true, but when the Xuanwu King received a group of children **** with twine, the expression even if he wanted to come at this time, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile. Yeah.

Xuanwu King looked at the big river in front of him and said with emotion: "Eastern Sovereign fellow daoist, do you know where this river came from?"

"Did you find that the spirit qi on this river is particularly rich?"

The smile on Zhang Fan's face gradually gathered, looking at the lingering water vapor on this big river, thoughtfully.

Xuanwu Wang smiled at him, and immediately said with great emotion: "Ten thousands of years ago, there were no big rivers, no towns, and no people, but the barren land."

"Once, a few old turtles and peacocks went to the central Immortal World..."

ps: Three more words are finished~~~~v! ~!