The reborn princess of the gods is picturesque

The three of them paid the entrance fee and entered the city. They were stunned when they saw the almost endless small stalls stretching from both sides of the city gate to the main street in front. There were all kinds of fortune tellers, old man Tianji, half-immortals, Master Li Xian, There were countless Master Liu and Master Zhang, ranging from octogenarians to young children, all guarding their stalls. All the immortals looked at the passers-by with very eager eyes, as if they were looking at a stranger. It's like looking at long-lost relatives, sparkling spiritual stones, and delicious food, feeling like a wolf and a tiger, hungry and thirsty.

The monks with better psychological quality were able to maintain their momentum and walk past these people. They were almost trembling and trotting past without even daring to look at them casually. There were also groups of small and medium-sized people huddled together to keep warm. In short, no matter how you look at it, it looks a little pitiful, weak and helpless.

Even if this is the case, there are always some who are careless and are deceived by the other party's words of destiny just because of a look in their eyes. There are also those who are afraid of a bloody disaster and need to be resolved. There are also those who have a peach blossom face and need to find a good relationship. In addition, there is an unexpected fortune coming recently that needs guidance. In short, no matter what the reason is, a monk will stop in front of these fortune-telling stalls for various reasons from time to time.

"What should we do? Just rush over or find someone to figure it out?"

The three of them had been standing at the city gate for a while. Seeing the monks guarding the city looking at them more and more unkindly, Chang Le swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice.

"Have you forgotten what you originally did?"

Bai Qinghua glanced at Chang Le and asked.

After getting along with each other along the way, Bai Qinghua found that Chang Le had really changed a lot over the years. Amitabha, who no longer kept his mouth shut, could not afford to be aloof. Except for his head, he was still naked. He drank, ate meat, and killed almost nothing. I have become accustomed to it, and I think I have long forgotten my grand ideal of becoming a great monk.

"Ah? This is with me... Oh, you want me to pretend to be a monk to see if they can let us go, right?"

Chang Le didn't understand at first. When he saw Bai Qinghua staring at his head and touching it himself, he suddenly remembered that his previous profession was somewhat similar to these Taoist priests, but when he lowered his head and looked at himself Today's dress is a bit depressing.

"You've also seen that I don't look like a monk now."

Chang Le's expression was tinged with melancholy. He leaned against Heiye in a very unformed manner and said as if he was breaking a jar.

Heiye stood upright, Chang Le frowned as he looked at the person leaning against him as if he had no bones, but rarely did he move away or kick him.

"Okay, then we have to leave it to fate. It's not a problem to keep standing like this."

After Bai Qinghua finished speaking, he took the lead and walked towards the main street.

The meeting place she had agreed upon with Han Kong, Hua Wangshu and Ying Nanxing was the Tianji Pavilion headquarters in Astrology City. It was said to be very easy to find. Look for the tallest building in the city and you will arrive when you see the sign for Star Reaching Pavilion.

Although Bai Qinghua and the three of them walked very fast along the way and tried their best to look straight, they were still blocked by a white whisk.

"I see that some of my Taoist friends are full of heaven, have extraordinary looks, and have purple energy added to their bodies. I can see that they are the children of destiny who are favored by heaven. You are new to Astrology City. Why don't you sit down and let me take a seat for you?" Hexagram, ask about the good or bad luck of the road ahead.”

This immortal master was dressed in a flowing white robe, holding a whisk of the same color in his hand. Coupled with his white hair and kind and kind face, he looked very immortal.

"Since the Immortal Master said that we are favored by God, it must be a good destiny that can turn bad luck into good luck and turn disaster into good fortune. In this case, why bother with the Immortal Master's calculations."

Bai Qinghua was a little annoyed that he had just moved closer to the stall to avoid pedestrians. He stretched out a finger as white as jade and pushed the whisk in front of him to the side. He smiled and looked at Tianji standing behind him. The signature old man who is the number one fortune teller in the pavilion.

"Haha, having said that, no matter how good your destiny is, it will have your own calamity. Not to mention others, the young man in red who is following you, looks like he is destined to die young. Do you want to tell me? Let’s see if one hexagram can resolve one or two.”

"Are you looking for death? Just open your mouth and talk nonsense!"

Before Hei Ye could say anything, Chang Le became angry first. He slapped the old Taoist priest's stall with a dull sound.

What's the difference between cursing Hei Ye to die early and cursing him to die early? This damn old man actually cursed people like this for a few spiritual stones. He was really damned. If this place hadn't entered Astrology City, he would definitely want this damn guy to be good-looking.

At this time, the pretty face under Bai Qing's mask also darkened. She looked at the Taoist priest who had no fear in his eyes even though he took a few steps back and suddenly smiled.

"Okay, since the immortal master said so, he will give us a fortune, but let's talk nonsense first. If you are not accurate, or you are just talking nonsense, I will smash your stall today and take away your fortune. Fate is Tianji Pavilion..."

"draw……"

Although Bai Qinghua was smiling, there was no smile in her eyes. Instead, she was filled with frightening murderous intent. She was really angry. How could Xiaoye, who was opening his mouth to curse her, endure it.

But when she was about to sit on the chair in front of the stall, Heiye pulled her. Seeing Bai Qinghua looking up at her angrily, Heiye bent his eyes towards Bai Qinghua and showed a bright smile. smile.

"My destiny is not up to me, and my future cannot be left to the speculation and prying eyes of others, so we don't count this hexagram."

The smile in the dark night is gentle and affectionate. How can a person like him who has been on the edge of life and death countless times believe in fate? If he really believed in his destiny, he would have died in the beggar's den, how could he survive until now? How could there be such a good time now when I could be by Hua Hua's side.

Seeing the lingering anger in Bai Qinghua's eyes, he raised his hand and swung out a sword. The table in front of the Taoist priest moved and then silently broke into two parts in the middle.

"If you dare to block our way, this table will be your fate."

When Hei Ye turned his eyes to look at the Taoist priest, the smile was no longer in his eyes, and all that was left was a cold and piercing killing intent.

The Taoist priest was originally only at the Nascent Soul realm, but he was enveloped by the murderous intent of these two people one after another. Although he still had a smile on his face, the smile had long been frozen on his face. He nodded stiffly, and then watched. The three of them left.

When the three of them were far away, he sighed deeply, raised his hand to rub his stiff face, and put away the broken table in front of him, his eyes full of regret.