The Immortal’s Poison

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Wen Leyang tried to take off the fat men hanging on his body. It took a long time to get no effect. He just stopped taking care of them. He took a deep breath and nodded to the thin and concealed hostile hostile to him in front of him, Chen Ken. Said: "Jiudingshan Wen Leyang would like to thank his senior for his life-saving grace, if not for his guidance ..."

The thin Yin Xiu narrowed his eyes and interrupted his words. He asked hostilely, "What kind of monster are you?"

Wen Leyang froze: "The juniors are not monsters ... These are seven fat men and a young monk, all of them are on me, and they won't be able to solve it at one and a half." Wen Leyang suddenly understood why he was recognized as a monster by others.

As soon as Yin Xiu jumped out of the ground, there was a landslide, and then he ran back. Since then, a big four-maru ball with legs spread behind him, and he did n’t have time to take a closer look. The people were in a mess, and the old face turned red and opened the topic: "What kind of people are you, fighting in front of Tiansuan Cave House, if my practice is broken, I ... I ... I ... fight with you desperately."

Wen Leyang was kind and happy: "Heaven counting?"

Yin Xiu nodded conscientiously: "Count the sky, count the land, count the water, count the fire, count the grass, count the stone, count the yin and yang, count the five elements, count the luck, and calculate the luck. Anyway, what is counted, everything is counted, and everything is good." Wen Leyang smiled more kindly: "Fortune-telling? What do seniors call? "

Yin Xiu frowned: "What do you call ... Oh! Master gave me a name before, called Momo. What is the fortune-telling you said?"

This hidden repair called Meimo was stolen from the village by his master shortly after he was born, and he took it to the abdomen of this mountain for practice. For decades, he only faced one master. Later, when the master died, he simply disappeared. I have dealt with outsiders and studied the secrets of Tianshu every day. Although I am a lot of age, I have no intentions.

Wen Leyang thought about it. Only to the end said: "Fortune telling is to deduce the eight characters, five elements, or look at the face of the palm pattern, and calculate what will happen later."

Disdainful lip curled at the end: "What's that? Heaven is a successor, and it is derived from the world by the skill, to the sun, moon, stars, mountains, lakes, and seas, to the grass, trees, insects, flowers, birds, fishes, and insects. I can't escape this calculation! I can count even the world, let alone a fortune teller. "

Chang, said unhappy. Hidden cultivation only depends on self-cultivation. He is completely indifferent to the world. High strength has low disparity. Their practice method is also strange and all-encompassing. In front of me, the ground is just a word. Count.

Wen Leyang is a bit strange. I don't understand how this way of practice can lead you: "When will that be counted. Will it be possible to become an immortal?"

At the end, he smiled softly: "The people of Tiansuanmen deduce the Tao of Heaven with the skill number. The five elements of Yin and Yang are in it. The world is inseparable from the left and right. Wait until the extreme is reached. The heaven has been calculated.

Wen Leyang rolled his eyes. Performed again a bit silly.

At the end, he smiled and shook his head: "You don't understand when you say that. There is always an end to heaven. Heavenly gatekeepers relay from generation to generation. I only hope that one day will be able to figure out when the sky is poor. Once it reaches this end. The endless mysteries of the earth can be cracked as much as possible.

Wen Leyang probably understood this time. Tentatively asked: "You just keep calculating the future. Until ... to the end of the future?"

At the end, he finally let out a breath: "It's not silly to get home, till the end of the future, all the heavenly machines are in control! Our ancestor realized this universal truth at the end of the Han Dynasty and began to live here in seclusion Practice, the relay from generation to generation has been until now. Calculated all the way ...... "said at the end of this suddenly closed his mouth, refused to go on.

Tian Lean ’s theory of succession, Wen Leyang had never heard of it before, but smiled and tried to shake his head, but now he did n’t know that several arms were wrapped around his neck: “Then you have n’t figured it out. You ’re going to collapse outside today, and you ran out. Almost smashed? "

At the end, she was not angry at all, and she smiled contentedly: "Manpower is exhausted, how many things are there in the world, how can you count them one by one. I can't count so many big things! What I deduced is The general situation of the world. The big event due to the general situation! This is a heavenly opportunity. As for the horse mule chicken, it can only be counted as a decimal, and it does not make much sense to deduce it! "

Wen Leyang asked with a smile: "So what have you done?"

Suddenly his face changed, and he shouted loudly: "Morphs spying on heavenly machines are originally going against the sky. It is even more terrible to reveal the heavenly machines. I can figure it out, but I can't say it!"

At this time, Xiao stuttered and said: "Fool ... liar?"

The green tendons in the forehead of the tail jumped up old.

It ’s a mystery to hear about it, but the hidden identity at the end is genuine. Wen Leyang is sincere and wants to make a round. He hurriedly laughed and said, "Heaven cannot be leaked. This is the same as the past, and it ’s so big. Fairy, a fortune teller on the rivers and lakes ... "

Just knowing the end of the fortune-telling, the blue muscles on the head of the brain could not help jumping out and pumping him, and gritted his teeth: "Fart! Boy, listen carefully to me!" It seemed as if he had made great determination The expression on his face became untidy, and he said with a deep, hoarse voice: "In 14 years, Fan Yang has been in trouble. The empire flourished like a mountain ... "

Wen Leyang was stunned and wondered: "The Third World War?"

The little **** monk Xisheng frowned in Wen Leyang's arms. After a long while, he stuttered and said stiffly: "Listen ... Listen like ... An ... Anshi chaos!"

At the end, she suddenly panicked and stared at the young monk: "You ... you can count too?" Wen Leyang hey: "Really An Shi chaos?"

At the end, he nodded seriously and didn't speak. Wen Leyang laughed, but in his heart it was a pity that his favorite Xiaoyi and Mumu were not around.

With a face full of anger, he pointed at Wen Leyang and scolded: "Ignorant boy, if you don't believe us, let's go and see. I'm fighting to be leaked by the heavenly condemnation. You still treat me as nonsense. Xuanzong Tianbao's 14-year thief owl An Lushan ... "

The little stammer is also extremely rare, laughing, and yelling: "Relax ... rest assured ... Godless!"

Wen Leyang fell on the ground like a jade pillar with a rouge mountain pushing a golden stone. While smiling and breathing hard, he said: "That's right, that's what happened!" He said the An Shi chaos in a few words, he studied in general, but after hearing the storytelling, it was not bad to sum it up with dozens of words anyway. Poor, after the end of the question, he asked with a surprised face. He told him directly: "The Tang Dynasty has passed a thousand years!"

At the end, yo exclaimed, his face was full of surprise, staring at Wen Leyang with a stunned star, his lips trembling and speechless. Their theory of celestial inheritance is to calculate the future. When all the future has been counted, it is natural to realize the heaven.

As a result, they did not expect that they had no sun and moon in their caves, and the degree of arithmetic derivation was slower than that of ordinary people. There is a harmonious society outside, and they have just counted on the Anshi chaos.

Wen Leyang barely closed his laughter and tentatively asked, "Do you not know outside?"

The face at the end is very pale. After hesitating for a while, I shook my head: "I was taken by my master as soon as I was born, and the same is true of my master. When I was not sensible, I was taken by my master .... It is said by word of mouth that when the grandfather and grandpa realize the Tao, the Han room will fall, Throwing the Son to command the princes ... Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, there is no sun and moon in the cave, thousands of years on earth! "

Wen Leyang laughed heartlessly in the meat group. The tail was struck by lightning, sitting on the ground in a daze, with only a pale and lost soul on his thin face. They have little contact with outsiders. To count into the Tao, deduce with the mathematical numbers, calculate the world's general trend one by one, once calculated, waste sleep and forget food, and merged into endless mathematics, I don't know how many generations of descendants exhausted their efforts to calculate, the largest The hope of the earth is to look forward to the end of heaven after the matter before him is counted.

I didn't know until now that I was right. The problem is that Heavenly Dao has run ahead of them long ago, and they are still deliberately counting the days.

For the end, this joke is a little too big.

Wen Leyang couldn't bear it. He wanted to persuade a few words but didn't know what to say. It can't be said that your special function is still very helpful to improve the compilation of historical textbooks.

After a while, at the end of the period, Wen Leyang carefully began to divert the topic: "Do you know the third word Wei Weisan?" When the end just jumped on the hill, the mouth once shouted Wei Sansan, and then appeared The landslide cracked. This is the fleeing.

Soul Momo nodded and nodded: "Yeah. I made an appointment with him on the hill."

Xiao Guxi quietly read the Buddha, and nodded thoughtfully. I finally understood why the Yizi Palace gave face to the Daci mercy temple in this way, and personally sent the three heads to Emeishan to explain the marriage. The original people also had other purposes.

Wen Leyang is now full of guard against the Zizi Palace, plus Wei Laosan has no righteousness at the critical moment. No matter the young monk escapes alone, he has no good impression on them, frowning and saying to the end: "Although the Zizi Palace is the righteous blessing, But it ’s not very good. You ’d better be careful when dealing with them. ”Heirs of Tiansuan, who have been regarded as spiritual practice from generation to generation, are just practicing some energy-saving exercises. They have light legs and flexible bodies, but they do n’t have any at all. What magical power is at all.

At the end, he sighed in utter disappointment. Under the tremor of the heart, his speech was no longer as hostile as it was at the beginning, and his head shook his head indifferently: "Yizigong gave me a lot of gifts, and I also used other things in other places. I do n’t care, but a few thousand years of tortoise shells are good for calculating the number of skills ... "He said half-shake and shook his head, as if mocking that he was still doing a dream that was justifiable, and diverted the topic:" They If I want to inquire about my uncle, it ’s not a shady secret, so I told the truth. "

Wen Leyang was about to continue to ask, and suddenly a very low voice came from behind him: "Did he run away?"

Immediately a sneaky discussion echoed:

"All stopped for a long time!"

"Wait again."

"This kid is lazy."

"Do not talk."

The Rainbow Fat Brothers woke up somehow, but no one said anything, and they all hugged together with pleasure, and let Wen Leyang run around with them on their backs. Now Wen Leyang stopped talking to Meimo, and one of the rainbows was finally impatient, and asked his companion in a small voice.

Wen Leyang was taken aback, fearing that the fat people would quietly attack, and immediately shouted, "Come down!" At the same time, his heart was condensed, ready to fight back at any time.

Fat men pretended to be dizzy, and he untied each other's arms and legs. They jumped from Wen Leyang, surrounded him, and looked at him carefully from top to bottom, making Wen Leyang feel a little hairy.

A fat man who didn't know the old couple was smug with his face, and moved his arms to smile at Wen Leyang's eyebrows: "The Rainbow Son's Seven Sons Concentric Locking method can't be unlocked by anyone but ourselves!"

The seven fat men just put themselves on Wen Leyang just now. Wen Leyang didn't struggle out after trying it several times. Now these fat guys came down on their own, and they looked loose and could not be solved.

Wen Leyang was full of vigilance and nodded a little nervously. This seven-child concentric locking method is indeed quite magical.

At first glance, he nodded, the fat guys were all happy, and the mouth full of mouths: "The Seven Sons Concentric Lock is very famous."

"Every of our brothers knows everything and knows everything!"

"We usually don't see the godfather easily, and when we see it, we hug it and don't let go."

"The godfather always refuses to be held by us honestly."

"We created this lock, haha. Hold as long as you want ..."

When the seven fat men mentioned the godfather, they immediately exulted with pride, and they were really like Wen Jiu and Wen Xia in character. Being a half-silly and splendid person, the godfather in his mouth should be the old man on the hill who is self-destructive and destructive.

The little stuttering monk read the Buddha's words gently.

Wen Leyang also felt a little bit sad.

Everyone can see that the feelings between the seven fat men and the old man with green robe and diarrhea are extremely deep. The diarrhea himself dealt with Wei Lao San and the little stuttering monk. The mind was in chaos, and the overbearing and evil methods that had moved to the end led to self-destruction, and they must die with them.

The fierce blood shuttle eventually broke Wen Leyang and the young monk because they reluctantly hurt the fat people's bodies.

At that time, Wen Leyang didn't know that the blood shuttle only pursued the enemy, and thought that no one could live under the magical power of the world. I could n’t bear to let a few naïve fat people die like this, trying to kick them away from the center of supernatural powers. As a result, the fat man in a coma instinctively got a seven-child chain lock, good people have good rewards, and Wen Leyang also escaped the blood Shut down.

The fat guys were giggling, and one of them started to remind everyone: "Be careful of this kid, it's hot!"

The expressions of other people were shocked at the same time, and jumped back like an electric shock. After a while, Wen Leyang didn't mean to do anything. Another fat man frowned deeply: "Is this kid good or bad?"

"He's spicy, and it's reasonable to be a bad guy."

"The world is shaking, he is running around with us on his back, like a good person."

No one beside the seven fat men discussed for a long while, and the last fat man said decisively: "Boiled fish has been hotter than us!"

Several other fat men stayed alone. After a while, they nodded: "He is a good person, he is a good person ..." Then he walked up again, and his fat palm slapped Wen Leyang's shoulders and backs, and frowned. The smile is honest and honest. Then seven people began to study the young monk in Wen Leyang's arms.

Wen Leyang quickly stepped back a few steps before speaking. A fat man smiled and said: "Little monk asks for trouble. Fight with the godfather, even if you are lucky, you will be lucky."

Others followed suit. There was nothing in the language that worried the old dysentery, as if there was no power in the world to hurt their godfather. When the old man self-destructed, the seven fat men were almost spoiled and almost lost consciousness. They didn't even know what was born. When they woke up, Wen Leyang was carrying them in the tunnel. The young monk jumped out of Wen Leyang's arms, quickly pulled out his phone, then shook his head at Wen Leyang: "No ... signal!"

Then he stumbled to sit on the ground reluctantly and slowly healed his luck. The young monk's talent was very good, so he was regarded as a disciple by the old demon, but after all, he was younger than Wei Wei. The other five seats of the five major monasteries are still far away. The purple wood fish used to meet the enemy on the hill is the old rabbit demon unhappy to leave him a defensive dear baby. At the same time, it also destroyed the baby and seriously injured himself. If this purple wood fish is held in the hands of the unhappy demon monk, the power of the supernatural power it evokes will not be much known.

Wen Leyang's hands and feet finally loosened, and he took out a carrot from his pocket and sent it to his mouth. Then he asked the fat men, "Who are you?"

This sentence was a poke of Ma Honeycomb, and seven people immediately began to quarrel and yell. Some people who reported their names, some who told their lives, and some people who asked Wen Leyang that carrots are delicious also had them. After talking for a long time, Wen Leyang barely figured out that their seven brothers were helpless since childhood and lived in an unknown valley. They were living with beasts all day long, so everyone learned an animal's body style. Later, the dysentery head did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional, entered the valley to conquer them, and gave them the marrow foundation to teach them magical powers.

As for the old man with green robe and diarrhea, their brother did not know. The old man was not in the valley, but he always went back to the valley several times a year. Take them out of the valley to catch the demon, the seven brothers have good skills and the old man gives them the earthly magic weapon. This time they were in Emeishan to catch the demon. Only led to the latter things.

The monsters caught by the fat guys are all little things that have no practice. The old man takes them away. As for what they do after catching these monsters, who is the old man with the diarrhea? They do n’t know. It's a fun game, regardless of the rest.

The fat guys talked about the matter eloquently, and no longer wanted to stay in the same place, spreading their big feet and running around in the mountains. His mouth was astonishing, and he looked at the surrounding scene curiously.

The young monk Xi Sheng also shook his head at Wen Leyang. He was still practicing for a short time, and he didn't recognize the magical power of the lamented old man. However, Wei Sanyi saw Xuelian exclaimed at the time, and immediately tried his best to help the young monk defend the enemy. This blood sect is probably the enemy of the one-word palace or Wufu.

Wen Leyang also shook his head a few times. Even if he wanted to break his head now, it would be better to go out and ask the old rabbit demon if he is unhappy or his grandmother grandmother.

At the end, he hasn't recovered yet. Limbs sitting on the ground with limbs softly, repeatedly talking in the mouth: "Uncle Shi is right? Master Shizu is wrong ..." Wen Leyang knew that the blow to him just now was too great, for fear that he would force himself Crazy and took the topic with a sigh: "How is Uncle Shi right?"

He didn't even look at him at the end, so he sat there in despair, like a sister-in-law of Xianglin, who kept talking about Master and Uncle right and wrong, Master and Master were wrong.

Wen Leyang walked over and gently ejected a clear and steady medicine into his nose. Only at the end did the body startle. There was a slight recovery in his eyes, and he looked at Wen Leyang: "Does Uncle Shi really speak to the ground?"

Wen Leyang interface smiled and asked: "What did the old man say?"

"Uncle Shi said that not only is the number of days and counts. Human love and world, the joys and sorrows are also counts, if you don't enter the world, you don't know the number, and if you don't know the number, it is pure nonsense." Counting, the world's decimals, pushing the big numbers with the decimals is equivalent to shaking the tree white effort. Outside the world, counting in front of you, you can not mess with others. "

"Oh!" Wen Leyang swallowed and nodded. After a moment, he asked unwillingly, "What do you mean?"

At the end of the end, he sighed fiercely: "Uncle Shi wants to enter the world. Shizu and Master insist on retreat. After a big fight, Uncle Shi rebelled out of Tiansuan Menzong and went into the world."

He said, after a pause, he sighed again: "Master has said, Master Uncle's talent, he has a set of methods for deducing the skill of the world, and their brothers and sisters often take pleasure in derivation of numerology when they were young. That's right, Uncle Shi never missed it. "

Wen Leyang tentatively asked: "The two old men are telling each other?"

At the end, he nodded: "It's ... it's true!" Wen Leyang smiled hey, he leaned to the end and asked, "Old fairy, will you tell your fortune?"

At the end, he nodded and shook his head: "Uncle Shi said that the days are the number, the ground is the number. I understand it, and it will be calculated. Not long ago, I tried my best to finally deduce the Anshi chaos ..."

Wen Leyang quickly interrupted him: "Don't always think about An Shi's chaos."

Hey at the end, he continued and said, "But human beings are numbers, and sadness and joy are also numbers. I have never entered the WTO, and I don't understand these. I always push big numbers with big numbers. How have decimal numbers ever been tried, fortune telling ... It can be counted, but not necessarily accurate! "

Wen Leyang immediately reported his birth date: "You even figured out the chaos of An Shi. Not to mention this trivial matter, you can calculate it for me ..."

At the end, he seemed to be a little energetic. He dragged the ground a few times according to Wen Leyang's birth date. He suddenly laughed hard and stretched his feet to give all the traces just scratched. The expression on his face was extremely painful. Scratching and scratching on the head.

Wen Leyang saw him suddenly mad, at a loss for a while, and quickly pressed the tail.

The end struggled a few times. As if I suddenly remembered something, I asked Wen Leyang: "What is the orientation of your house? Do you know your parents' birthday?"

Wen Leyang was shocked: "Fortune tellers don't need to ask these?"

At the end, he scolded: "Lao Tzu is not a fortune teller, the mathematics are derived. There are so many key points in order to come up with the result. I have never calculated the numerology of the yin and yang decimals. Just say anything! "

In the eyes of the Tianshu descendants, everything in the world can be counted, but the process of deducing the ground is different. Although the cowhide blew at the beginning and the end, he was only good at the most important way of heaven. number. For the derivation of these decimals of numerology and world sentiment, it hasn't been clear for a while.

Wen Leyang let go of him, and honestly told the end of the house and his parents' characters.

At the end of this time, I will frown and think about it for a while. I will ask Wen Leyang various questions from time to time. At the beginning, I am more reliable, such as a few uncles and aunts, the weather on the day of birth, the momentum of the Jiudingshan Mountains Wait, but the more questions I ask later, the more stunned Wen Leyang is, does he have a dog at home? A few people in the neighbor's family, what they had eaten before their father, all kinds of problems, the stalls drawn on the ground at the end are also getting bigger, and all kinds of ancient tricks and charts are enough. Out of a dozen meters of radius.

During the derivation, the last few times jumped thunderously, staring at Wen Leyang with a bitter and deep hatred, and finally, after some unknown time, he suddenly laughed. The stone in the contented hand threw **** the ground. Randomly laughed wildly: "Decimal, but so!"

Wen Leyang was suddenly nervous. Anxiously asked: "You figured it out?"

At the end, he smiled contently: "It wasn't calculated, but finally it was right. Wen Leyang asked, a little puzzled:" Right? What's right? "

When I deduced the skill number just now, the whole person's emotions were completely immersed in it, and I temporarily forgot the pain of Xianmeng's defeat. Just like the students who successfully passed the college entrance examination, the whole person was energetic: "Of course it is right, you It ’s a man ’s land! "

The young monk who stood by the side laughed loudly again, and at the end scolded fiercely: "You know a fart! The rules for the number of tricks are different, I am used to the general trend of the world ... The first time to count these small things Of course, you have to try it first. Even if you come up with something that does n’t yet know the answer, who knows if it ’s right! "Then he beckoned to Wen Leyang:" Come here, we will count your age again. "

Wen Leyang mourned with tears: "You already know the character" birthday ", it's still worth it?"

Suddenly at the end, he nodded: "This is wrong, then I'll do it for you ..."

Wen Leyang quickly shook his head: "Old fairy, you know the method of fortune telling decimals first ..." Then, Wen Leyang suddenly remembered one thing: "According to your saying, the old man is good at deducing decimals? What happened? He can count these things in human relations? Isn't he ... a living fairy ?! "

Calculate the number of words in the text of this chapter, 7163, which is cheaper than everyone, happy, the beans are on all fours

Beans do n’t see much of the word count when breaking chapters, and they are all cut from the plot. Careful brothers and mms can see the scraps of each chapter, one, two, five, six hundred, one hundred, all in one sentence. In other words, the number of words is more important than the plot ^^.

But haha, this chapter has dumped such a big loophole, the diligent housekeeper beans jumped out happily, daringly sensational, daring to ask for the ticket, not worrying about the word count at all

It ’s another month for the new land, and a large number of good books, including Douzi, are also chasing the ground, and several books have been rushed to the shelves at the beginning of the month, such as "*", "*", "*" It's so strange that these three books are really beautiful, really beautiful, really beautiful ...

That ... beg the ticket.

Writing Xiaoxian's book makes me very happy. It is true. In terms of code words, every joke is carefully arranged, and every process that is not a laugh, I have been grinning and silly, and it has caused onlookers.

However, it is not easy to write this process. We often meet friends who tell jokes, they are happy to be on all fours, but others are confused, so the beans will be repeatedly entangled and modified when they code, if you look at When you come to these bridges, you will be able to smile, and the beans will not be in vain; if you feel normal ~ www.readwn.com ~ then the beans will continue to work hard. From a writer's point of view, this is not humility, nor is it hypocritical, but something similar to obligations and responsibilities. I can't say anything specifically about it.

Until now, Douzi asked himself, and he can say to himself and the brothers and sisters who like Xiaoxian so cute from the bones: I did not fill the water, I am very serious.

Now, Xiaoxian is not a successful work, but as long as you can feel refreshed while reading, Doudou will be refreshed.

Hey, is it strange to ask for a ticket now?

Yes or no

Intertwined

^^ Recommendation, monthly ticket ... Various tickets, Xiaoxian's point push ratio, when will it be more normal to 10:10

After the rollover, I flew down and I was mad at ccTV.

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