[Transmigration Book] The male protagonist never comes

Yang Zhizhong saw that his partner for double cultivation was settled like this, and he didn't have any idea. He knew that the master would arrange for him a partner for double cultivation. , and it's not a big deal.

Compared with Yang Zhizhong's calmness, Bai You, who had been dumped for eight blocks, was already red-eyed, but under the warning eyes of Master Cangwu, it was like drinking snow water in winter.

The rationality of returning to the cage told her that she had to pay the price for her waywardness this time.

The Hunyuan hairpin of Cangwu's head is shining brightly in the sun, but the magnificent and luxurious aura that controls the whole Cangwu burns her eyes. The first sentence that the world calls this person's inner surface is Cangwu The head, she knew that this matter could not be changed, she gritted her teeth and glared at Yang Zhizhong to find her mother to make up her mind.

Everyone was a little puzzled, Liu Shu stood aside with his sleeves folded and said calmly: "Junior Sister Bai is probably shy."

Amid the knowing laughter, Yang Zhizhong looked at the faint smile on Liu Shu's face, his sleeves bulged slightly, and a cold wind suddenly blew up from his back.

He waved his hand to let everyone in the lower seat do whatever they wanted, while the five of them were discussing the matter of marriage.

Seeing the dust settled, Chen Shen was overjoyed. This little chili pepper was taken away. After all, no one would care about his number one position anymore, and no one would compare himself with the rewards issued by the head of the house. Grind your ears yourself.

I don't know if Brother Chen's quota is 99 spirit stones, but your sister's, why not one hundred!Why not a whole hundred!If you put one more, you will die!Well, Virgo's obsessive-compulsive disorder can't afford it...

Later, the masters and apprentices of the five major sects sat in rows, and the second-generation disciples such as Chen Shen, Liu Shu, Yan Cheng, etc. were led to the inner room to introduce each other. Miao Zi's recognition of his opponent is also the first meeting of the next head of the five major factions.

It's just that Pirate Jing of Shekong Pavilion has not accepted disciples so far. According to her words, monks who have no spirituality touch the qin and only hear the wailing of the zither, and the disciples who are not as spiritual as her have accepted her. It's also ruining her reputation, why bother!

Dao Jing is a genius of Yule who is rare in a hundred years. Her apprentices may be hard to come by, but her juniors and younger sisters have a lot of people, and they are not afraid of being vacant when they ascend to the top in the future, but they are not old enough. Suitable for rookie trials, so I never showed up.

This year's second-generation disciples are all good-looking. Chen Shen's eyebrows are flowing, and he still loses three points of color when he enters the painting. The flowing trees are as handsome and clear as jade trees. Strong wind, Yang Zhizhong is gentle, refined, mature and amiable, even compared to the children of aristocratic families at the Hundred Flowers Banquet in the palace, his elegant temperament is even more natural when compared to the golden jade and luxurious clothes.

The five heads discussed and ordered them to communicate more privately and exchange experiences and experiences before the trial started in the past few days, and then let them go back after seeing the weather was getting late.

Liu Shu was looking at the recipes under the jujube tree in Fengtuoyuan, and was going to make some new things for his senior brother to taste. After a few days of bumpy roads, he might not be able to satisfy his appetite, but he didn't want to have an unexpected visitor.

The man came striding forward with a disc the size of a bamboo hat, and when he got closer, he saw circles of symbolic stripes engraved on the disc.

Liu Shu only gave him a stingy look, and continued to study cooking.

Yan Cheng laughed boldly, took out the book from his hand familiarly, and said, "Fellow Daoist is really hardworking, but he is still practicing at the moment, why don't we come and communicate..."

The rest of the words came to an abrupt end when he saw the words on the title page, "Cut taro into cubes, and a little seasoning pepper." He seemed to be in disbelief that Liu Shu read such a book.

Liu Shu frowned, the feeling of being robbed of his things made him very uncomfortable, he should just deal with this person on the road of trial.

He raised his head slowly, pointed to a place in the book and asked, "Do you want to communicate with me? Then what's the point here?"

Yan Cheng rubbed his nose in embarrassment. Since ancient times, gentlemen stayed away from the kitchen. He didn't expect to meet a meticulous man today, so he laughed a few times: "Hehe, Brother Dao, don't be joking."

Liu Shu snatched the book back from his hand, wrapped it up and put it in his arms and asked, "I don't know why you came here?"

Yan Cheng's eyes lit up, as if the still air was suddenly agitated by some kind of news, and his voice was full of excitement: "I'm here to divination for fellow Taoists, and the traditional rule is that I ask Yuge for the divination of the second generation of disciples. .”

Liu Shu paused, his eyelashes trembled for a while, since it was the rule, he couldn't avoid it, he spoke slowly: "Xinmao, Dingyou, Gengwu, Bingzi."

The horoscope of the astrolabe cannot be faked, otherwise there will be a change in the astrolabe to inform the fortune teller, Liu Shu is also curious about the fate of his remnants of demon cultivation.

Yan Cheng stared at the astrolabe with bright eyes, there were countless silver threads spiraling and connecting from the symbolic stripes, his five fingers kept fiddling, and the silver threads turned and interspersed at will as if they had spirituality.

And Yan Cheng's eyes looking at the astrolabe became brighter and brighter, staring at his senior brother with fanaticism like flowing trees, and Chen Shen stared at spicy meatballs.

"Gengjin was born in mid-autumn, with the shape of a sun blade. Jin Yuwang Township, with many disasters. It is the most beautiful to use fire. It is the most beautiful when it is dry. It is the autumn gold of flames, which is cast as a weapon of swords. The pattern is clear and unique, generating wealth and happiness. Lu Tianran. Dizhizi, Wu, Mao, and You, who live in the bath, are most happy to meet Chong, and they are beautiful wounded officials.

He babbled out a term that Liushu didn't understand very well, and finally he seemed to see something incredible. He kept trying to peel off those star lines on the astrolabe to see what was below, but those star lines seemed to be As if losing control, he tried his best to wrap the astrolabe into a thick cocoon.

He raised his head abruptly, looked at Liu Shu with envy in his eyes, and said in an out of tune excited voice, "This is the fate of an emperor, but it is not an ordinary emperor in the world. But it’s not so wonderfully connecting with heaven and earth.”

Speaking of this, he sighed: "It's just that the middle part is covered by the star line, so I can't see the good and bad, probably because I'm not good at learning." Sighing, he looked straight at Liushu, "But I can see the farthest tree. The commanding heights are the gods!"

Liu Shu almost laughed out loud when he heard the words, but a demon cultivator stepped onto the god position in the end, it was a joke in the world.

He just smiled perfunctorily and said nothing more.

Yan Cheng still looked excited, and looked at Liu Shu as if he saw the golden thigh: "I definitely did not make a mistake this time, this kind of fortune-telling encounter is a seal for us fortune tellers. That's enough, brother Liushu, if you are sent to ask Yuge Yancheng in the future, you will die!"

He looked at Liushu sincerely, this is the seed of God, if you don't make friends at the bottom of the valley at this time, it will be hard to believe in sincerity when you meet Gao Fei Jiutian.

Liu Shu saw his thoughts, although he couldn't stop laughing at Shentu's fate, but he didn't want to make too much trouble, so he thought about it and said: "I'll take note of what you said, but don't spread this matter anymore."

Yan Cheng nodded without hesitation, and tentatively said: "The word Liu Shu will call me in the future - Mu Yuan will be fine."

Liu Shu nodded in agreement, and Yan Cheng immediately opened his eyes and smiled as if he had received some kind of favor. You must know that the monks they asked for divination are difficult to ascend, and they need some help when the time comes, and the god seeds are simply top-notch.

He flicked his sleeve robe lightly, and the silver cocoon was instantly restored to an astrolabe, with only a few broken lines turning into thousands of fireflies and being buried in the fly ash.

He smiled boldly as if fulfilling some long-cherished wish, picked up the astrolabe and got up to leave, but was pulled by an arm vigorously.

"Are you going to my brother's place?"

Yan Cheng didn't know why he asked this question, but he nodded honestly.

"It's here too."

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, but still put down the astrolabe according to his words: "Liu Shu can know the character of Taoist Liu Shang."

Liu Shu spit out a few words more smoothly than his own: "Xinyou, Yiwei, Yihai, Jimao."

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment and didn't think much, he picked up the astrolabe and fiddled with the ethereal star lines.

Different from the last time, the more Yan Cheng went to predict the future, the more difficult it was to move forward. The sweat on his forehead spread to his eyes and he didn't have time to wipe them, and his eyes were fixed on the astrolabe.

Today is really strange, and it is a situation that I have never encountered before. The more I guess, the more unreasonable it is.

The fiddling speed of his subordinates became more and more rapid, and finally with a clang sound, the star line broke away from the astrolabe by itself, and withered and dissipated on the ground.

"It's a dead end! Weird! Weird!"

Without waiting for Liu Shu next to him to ask questions, Yan Cheng took out a more delicate and compact astrolabe from his storage bag. chaos.

This time it seemed to be particularly smooth, and the horoscope for Liushang was revealed in a short time.

Just as Yan Cheng was about to speak, he discovered that several star lines had sprung up in vain, disrupting the middle of his life into a confused blackness.

He rubbed his eyes and found that it was not his own illusion. He stared blankly at the astrolabe for a while, unable to speak for a long time.

It wasn't until Liu Shu couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder that he came back to his senses. He took a vain breath, his eyelids shrugged with the spirit that was no longer the same as before, and he patted his open chest for the last time and smiled: "Oh! Today is really worth it. Now, I have encountered two fates that are rare in a thousand years."

"How about the astrolabe?"

Yan Cheng looked at Liu Shu's puzzled eyes, and let out another long laugh: "First I used the astrolabe used by ordinary monks for divination, but it ended in a dead end, and I ended my life on my own."

He held up the delicate things in his palm: "I used the divination demon's astrolabe to take it again, but unexpectedly it went smoothly at this time, but in the end it fell short, I'm afraid there is a heavenly way covering it up, and I don't want to expose my mortal eyes. Presumably, Fellow Daoist Liushang will also be an extraordinary person in the future. It’s just that the last power of heaven can’t hold it back. It’s a sign of ups and downs, and his lifespan is cut off in a barren mountain. How can monks be so short-lived? I’m afraid it’s the astrolabe book of demon cultivators’ divination It's just absurd jokes if you don't deal with Fellow Daoist Liushang."

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