Chapter 90: Fuji
Fu Ji is a folk superstitious practice, also known as Fu Ji, Tai Ji, Fu Luan, or Bu Zigu. It is a 'side path' method of inviting the Purple Lady God through certain rituals to predict the future. Although it does not hold up on the honorable list, the Purple Lady is indeed a folk goddess and a kind of totem deity who will protect and stabilize a region, without any harm. However, the procedure for inviting the Purple Lady God is complex and restrictive, and it requires constructing a temple, burning incense, and meticulously offering sacrifices to be effective.
An electronic voice entered his mind. This time, the Sword Hero Guest had lost the excitement of completing the task that he had before, instead beginning to worry. Could these people all have leg and foot issues, so standing beside the carriage, he said a few more words, and someone suggested they return to the broken temple to sit and talk. Thus, everyone unanimously agreed, mutually escorting and bringing Li Yuqing towards the broken temple, completely ignoring Mo Xuan who was standing beside the carriage with a face full of arrogance and Feng who had an expressionless face.
However, just as this sentence of his was about to exit, suddenly he saw a ghost-like figure in front of him. About two and a half meters tall, a black aura emanating from his entire body completely enveloped his body. That male ghost let out a long sigh. "That night when I was counting your money in the company, suddenly, a yin wind blew through the room, and then I felt that this office was somewhat off. At first I didn't pay much attention. Is it because I kept challenging people and thereby improving my skills in various aspects? Or because of the comprehension gained from those life-and-death challenges in continuous battles?"
Suifeng heard Mo Xuan say such words, recalling how his own momentary carelessness had injured Mo Xuan earlier, and now it was indeed inappropriate to speak in this manner, so he opened his mouth but didn't utter a word.
What is called showing a move is to display the first style of the skills from one's own school, which is also to let the other party know the origin of one's fist method and the backing one relies on.
In front of the Shaolin Temple gate, the head monk of the Arhat Courtyard, the Righteous Way Master, stood waiting there. Everyone had to exchange a few pleasantries. After being courteous for some time, they were led into the temple by the two masters, Righteous Way and Justice.
While speaking, her eyes glanced sideways at the Purple Spirit Child beside her. Her impression of the Purple Spirit Child was also very profound, although she slightly furrowed her brows, she did not say anything further.
"Then we shall wait until they have formed a scale." I smiled faintly. Since he had entered here, he would proceed forward as much as possible. What's the point in pondering over matters that have not yet occurred?
I smiled faintly. Such a response was within my expectations. For someone like me and Ouyang Songrui, individuals akin to immortals, they have no reason to let us go.
"Without this Haoran Holy Armor, how do you expect to block my Flying Dragon Profound Fire Banner!" Qin Guyu laughed coldly. Actually, he was overreaching himself; he fundamentally could not control the flying dragon soul within the Flying Dragon Profound Fire Banner. He could only say that relying on his own infinitesimal soul connection with the flying dragon soul, he could retrieve the Flying Dragon Profound Fire Banner.
Li Dongsheng currently had no way to visit the Yulin Guard to see those brothers who had risked life and death with him. If he went, he would absolutely be suspected by Empress Wu Zetian.
This made Qin Guyu even more convinced that Liu Wangcai harbored ill intentions in his heart. Usually not committing evil deeds, not fearing ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. If Liu Wangcai truly thought of Qin Guyu wholeheartedly, how could he possibly feel afraid? It was as if a remonstrating official who dared to impeach at court, standing on a knife mountain and fire sea without flinching, how could it appear like this wretched form?
The rain grew heavier, as if washing the battlefield drenched in blood and the bloody scent permeating the air.
Lin Ke had selected his teammates at that time with no particular requirements, meaning that whoever joined his team in front could obtain very generous rewards.
The An family grand courtyard, the meeting hall, all famous big shots of Songshui City were present, except for those heroic spirits who had perished in the defensive battle.
As for the true dragon clan, they are all similar to the dragons in the legends of the Huaxia Kingdom, possessing dancing claws, able to fly and hide underground, resembling the form of the five-clawed golden dragon, only with different scale colors.