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Chapter 210 I Don't Believe in Fate

"What are you kneeling here and worshiping? Are you scared?" Hanakoyun came to everyone with her little puppy, and handed the little puppy to the same dazed fat man in his arms with a little funny look.

"Fellow Taoist, how dare you ask if you used the illusion talisman that has been lost for thousands of years?" Wudao looked at it again, and this time he no longer called the young man, and his heart was full of shock.

Hearing the three words "Phantom Spirit Talisman", the old Taoists who were still kneeling on the ground realized, and their faces were blue.

"It turned out to be just a talisman, which made me think the real holy beast came!" One of the old Taoists' noses were pissed, and changed his humble attitude just now, and raised his chin in relief of embarrassment. "It turned out that they were just nothingness, and the illusion talisman is not... the illusion talisman!!!"

As soon as he said this, he seemed to have reacted, his big eyes widened, and he wanted to kneel down and lick him when he looked at Hana Ziyun.

"What's wrong with the Phantom Spirit Talisman? Is it very awesome?" Hana Ziyun curled his lips. Although he didn't know the value of this talisman, it cost him a total of two thousand to exchange.

More than a dozen people looked at each other, all of whom saw absolutely incredible in each other's eyes.

Not to mention seeing the talisman that has been invincible for thousands of years, even if I could hear it once, it would be a blessing. Seeing Hua Ziyun's appearance seemed very disdainful, how could it not surprise them? In fact, they didn't know that he was actually feeling sorry for his exchange value.

"Sister Xue, fat man, you don't have to make you look like you're seeing a ghost. This is just a trick." Hana Ziyun spread her hands innocently and waved her hands to the two people who were still stunned. "You treat these masters well. I have some questions to ask Master Wudao."

Xue Jingwen understood what Hua Ziyun meant. Although she had many questions to ask him, she finally endured it and called the dozen or so old Taoists who wanted to cling to Hua Ziyun to leave.

People who were close to each other knew what was going on, but the drivers in the distance were frightened. They only knew that they saw a giant dog that had become a sperm suddenly descending, and then they were kicked over by their head Zhao Fei, and then there was nothing else...

"Please, Master Wudao. Since I have come to the other end of my cloud sea, I have to go around the island twice, right? By the way, help me arrange the Feng Shui here." Seeing everyone leaving, Hana Ziyun made a gesture of invitation. After the illusion talisman just now, he found that Wudao seemed to know a lot. Although his strength was a bit inferior, he should have a lot of things in his mind.

Wudao seemed to see his intention, and did not refuse. He nodded and stood up and walked towards the shore.

"I know what you want to ask. The revival of spiritual energy was a few months ago. Many monks and sects in Kyoto began to behead their heads and expose their horns. In order to get more resources to cooperate with some large merchants, although our Nanming City is remote, the Tianshi Sect still seeped over quickly." Wudao seemed a little helpless, "I can't see through your life-long fate, and it still needs time to study it."

"I am a lucky person, don't worry." Hanaziyun smiled and did not take it to her heart. Instead, she pointed to the scenery at the other end of the sea of ​​clouds. "I want to build an island city here, and the master will calculate whether it is good or bad." Hanaziyun joked.

Wudao shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed: "This is the treasure land of the Qinglong Gongzhu. The aura here is too strong. Just my three-legged cat skills are far inferior."

After the two talked, Hana Ziyun felt that Master Wudao did not seem to be annoying. He simply arranged Feng Shui and wanted to move the old Taoist temple to the back mountain at the other end of the sea of ​​clouds, and the conditions were opened by him.

But the old guy refused, saying that he could not enjoy such blessings, not to mention that he was used to staying in that Taoist temple and didn't want to make any more trouble.

Hua Ziyun always feels that he seems to have something to hide. Since he knows that the feng shui here is good, why don’t he move it here? There must be something tricky about it.

Thinking of it, he asked tentatively: "I wonder if the master has ever heard of the ice arrow grass plant?"

"Ice arrow grass!"

Wudao's body paused, his hands trembled unconsciously, and then he said with some relief: "My little Taoist always asks these strange questions. You must know that this kind of fairy grass has disappeared a thousand years ago. Now the spiritual energy has just recovered. Even if the ice arrow grass recovers, it will have to wait for eighty years. I believe that the old Taoist has been buried in that era!"

"Oh? Is this thing very rare?" Hanakoyun's heart moved.

"It's not just rare, it should be said to have disappeared. For ordinary people, this thing is useless, but for monks, refining and taking it can greatly increase their cultivation." Wudao smiled and said, "Where did the little fellow Taoist hear these things?"

Cao! Is it so precious?

Wouldn't that mean half of the immortal grass I returned back then were grown up?

Seeing that Hua Ziyun's expression was a little unnatural, Wudao smiled and stroked the goatee, "Why did the little Taoist suddenly ask me such a question? Are you also interested in monks?"

"No, it just hurts a little!" Hua Ziyun then came to her senses and asked casually: "If I could give you an ice arrow grass, would you agree to bring the Taoist temple here?"

"Impossible!" Wudao almost jumped up from the ground in shock, but he still couldn't help but feel shocked, "How could you have this thing?"

"What's so surprising about this!"

Hua Ziyun spread her hands boredly. He didn't expect that this thing was so valuable. One plant was nothing. He couldn't tell him that there were only 10,000 medicinal materials in the container he detained, but there were 8,000, right?

If I told him there were countless other extinction herbs, would this old guy be so excited?

Thinking of it, Hana Ziyun smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous. If you can promise me to move the Taoist temple here, how about I not only give you two ice arrow grasses, but also send you Zhang Huan Ling Talisman?"

"You...you keep your word?" Wudao finally couldn't calm down.

"Of course!" Hanakoyun smiled.

"Okay, I agree to your request." Wudao agreed without even hesitation, and frowned slightly: "Your fate I just mentioned is not to scare you. I think there may be someone in Kyoto who can help you!"

"I don't believe in fate!" Hana Ziyun waved her hand with a smile. He was all people who had died once, not to mention that he had a system in his body. However, he always couldn't let go of one thing, "Master Wudao, do you know what kind of people are born with cold bodies and have no cure for treatment?"

Wudao was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then smiled for a while: "I can't explain it either. Maybe you can go to Kyoto to try your luck, maybe you can meet some master..."

(End of this chapter)
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