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Chapter 840 Divination

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    As a Jindan monk, he stumbled over a gray and inconspicuous stone. Is there anything more ridiculous in the world than this?  How many lifetimes of bad luck did it take to make such a big mistake?  Isn't the third level of Pindao's Nine Heavens Black Dragon Great Forbidden Technique known as the lucky halo?  Where did all this luck go?

    After pondering over it, an idea suddenly came to his mind. He wanted to use plum blossoms to divine fortune. It didn¡¯t matter what he was fortune-telling, he just wanted to fortune-tell.

    With this thought in mind, Zhao Ran tried his best to suppress it. If he divined a hexagram, his life would be shortened by three to five quarters. On average, he was half an hour. He was only a golden elixir mage. How many "half an hour" could he have to waste?

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT out to make a big fortune and lose three to five days of life, that would be a big loss!

    But the thoughts of divination are no longer so easy to suppress. On the contrary, they are getting stronger and harder to control.

    ?? Okay, follow your heart, follow your heart, and practice Taoism from your heart. It only takes half an hour. If you live less than one day, you can divine more than ten or twenty times. In fact, it doesn¡¯t seem to be a big deal, so just one fortune telling?

    Thinking of this, Zhao Ran couldn't help it. He stepped hard, made secrets in his hands, and began to calculate silently in his heart.

    The total number of years, months and days is divided by eight, and the hour is added and divided by eight, and then divided by six. At the same time, Zhao Ran sets the parameters, opens the eye of the sky, and adds the direction of the flow of heaven and earth qi here, corresponding to the Bagua and Jiumen, and gets a Feng Shui Huan, Shangjiu  , drain the blood and let it flow out, no blame.  Xiang said: If you drain the blood, the harm will be far away.

    The meaning of the hexagram is that if there is a bloody disaster, run away quickly!

    Zhao Ran was immediately startled, but then realized that this hexagram was too ambiguous. It did not say who was suffering from the bloody disaster, nor where to run, etc. Specific issues. This was not the final result of using plum blossoms to calculate the hexagram, the real result.  The number of plum blossoms is extremely precise and concrete.

    It should be that the parameters set are not enough?

    After much deliberation, Zhao Ran added another step, including the gray stone that tripped him. The stone was earth and the gray attribute was dry. He added the two parameters and recalculated, and finally came up with a weird result.

    A man in gray clothes died under Yangshan Mountain at the seventh hour of the hour!

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    It seems that the numbering of plum blossoms is exactly as Patriarch Longyang said, but the result is obviously inconsistent with the hexagram.  He tripped over a stone, but what he found was that someone died under the Yangshan Mountain. There was no connection between the two, which was inexplicable.

    Zhao Ran shook his head. He had wasted half an hour of his life, but he didn¡¯t know which mountain Yangshan was?  Or is it the sunny side of a certain mountain?

    I remember Patriarch Longyang said that the secret to accurately counting plum blossoms is because he participated in the hexagrams. To put it a bit exaggerated, his calculation may be an important reason why someone died under Yangshan. Come to think of it,  I feel quite guilty

    Zhao Ran once had the idea of ????adding his surname, horoscope, sect, martial arts and other parameters to the plum blossom calculation to see if he could save the life of the man in gray. However, he was suppressed by his own family as soon as he thought about it.  Go down.

    ¡°If you really take all aspects of yourself into account, I wonder if your life will be shortened by three to five months?  Or even shorten your life by three to five years?  Even if it's just three to five days of life lost, that's unbearable.  What's even more terrifying is that if I accidentally save someone, will this be considered a violation of heaven's will?  If it is considered a violation of the destiny and shortens the life span by thirty to fifty years, doesn't it mean that one is considered dead?

    However, Zhao Ran still had an extra thought. Since the first divination said that there was a bloody disaster and he should flee far away, then he should wait and forget it. In short, this is a prairie and there are no mountains nearby. In any case, it is not the same as "Yangshan".  "It doesn't matter. Even if someone dies, it's not his fault.

    It is now the seventh quarter of the unitary hour. If you avoid this quarter of an hour, you can go back to Maharaja Mountain.

    There is a Dangxiang herdsman family on this pasture, an elder from the Ren family. When the pasture was replaced in March this year, Baozhong came to beg him, saying that he wanted to help this elder replace the pasture in this area.

    The old man and his wife depended on each other, and the wife was paralyzed in bed. Even Zhao Ran had no way to cure him. Therefore, in accordance with the principle of a sick family, he agreed to Baozhong's request, placed the old couple here, and allotted five more  Ten acres of pasture.

    When Zhao Ran traveled between Baimayuan and Dajun Mountain, as long as he was not busy, he would often sit in the home of this herdsman family. This was also an opportunity to get to the grassroots level and understand the voices of the people at the lowest level.

    "Uncle Archi, the poor man is here again" Zhao Ran shouted with a smile from a distance.

    Normally at this time, the old man would come out of the felt bag, invite Zhao Ran in with a smile, drink a bowl of tea, and chat for a while, and the family¡¯s black dog would bark and pounce on Zhao Ran, licking Zhao Ran¡¯s palm wildly.

      But today the felt bag was very quiet. There was neither an old man nor a black dog. From what Zhao Ran could sense, there was not even the breath of the paralyzed old aunt in the felt bag.

    Approaching the felt bag, in the sheep pen next to it, the more than thirty sheep purchased with a charity loan were sitting quietly in it, without any abnormalities.  The frame of the cart was also placed outside the sheepfold, and the mangy-haired cattle pulling the cart were grazing peacefully.

    It¡¯s a bit weird!  Zhao Ran opened his eyes and thoroughly investigated the disturbance of the heaven and earth energy here. After a while, he slowly opened the felt curtain

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    Xiao Wu pinched the old woman's neck, put her down gently, and closed her eyes. Next to the old woman, lying beside the old woman was the dead Renduo Aqi.

    The old man holding a faucet-headed cane outside the house opened the felt curtain and took another look, urging: "Hurry up!"

    Xiao Wu chuckled: "Why are you so anxious?"

    A black dog suddenly rushed out of the sheepfold and barked at the old man holding the cane. The old man pointed his finger, and a wisp of poisonous smoke penetrated the dog's nose. The black dog fell to the ground exhausted on the spot, whimpering and struggling a few times.  A desperate death.

    Xiao Wu sighed: "What a pity for this pot of dog meat." He raised his foot and kicked the black dog's body into the felt bag.

    After coming out, looking at the white clouds passing by in the sky, Xiao Wu said: "There will be no snow this winter."

    The old man had no intention of talking to him about this. He just said: "It's time to leave now. Will you go back to the White Horse Department after you're done?"

    Xiao Wu shook his head: "I have been hiding for two years and it has delayed me for two years. I don't want to go back anymore. I plan to change to a place with spiritual energy to temper my golden elixir."

    "Where are you going?"

    "Don't you think it's a good thing if you know too much?"

    "Haha," the old man laughed twice and said, "It's up to you, but I still have to remind you that the enemy is not that easy to deal with, so you should be more vigilant."

    Xiao Wu said: "It's just a yellow crown. Are you still worried that I can't kill him?"

    The old man said: "He should have been killed back then. We all chose the wrong target. Who thought he could cause so many troubles Then I'll leave first."

    Xiao Wu asked: "Where are you going?"

    "Go back to the mountains."

    "Don't go back."

    "Huh?" The old man trembled, turned around suddenly, veins popped out on his forehead, and his face was ferocious: "You"

    Xiao Wu hooked his finger, and a golden needle flew back from the old man's body, formed a square box in the air, and landed in Xiao Wu's palm.

    The golden needles left dozens of tiny penetrating pinholes in the old man's abdomen. The flames in the pinholes burned crazily, burning the old man's Qi sea into nothingness.

    Xiao Wu apologized to the old man very sincerely: "I'm sorry, Ming San, this is the order from above."

    The old man stared at Xiao Wu in disbelief and asked with difficulty: "How do you know?"

    Xiao Wu sighed: "I just found out that you are Ming San, but it seems that the higher-ups have known about it for a long time."

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