C388 (2/2)

Sloppy Daoist made a complicated gesture with his hands, Dong Wen Feng felt a strange power pulling him to form a connection with the copper coin.

”Waa, Daoist Mang actually used such a technique. I wonder what he's planning to do this time.”

Some people in the crowd saw the crazy Daoist Priest use the blood in his heart to calculate his divination. Although they did not understand the meaning behind this technique, but looking at the past experience, this technique must have been very taxing.

”I remember the last time I heard that the monk was using this technique to calculate the divination. That man who did it is now a high official of the border. Could it be that this man in front of me is also an unspeakably noble person?”

Ever since he began his divination, he had only calculated the blood in his heart three times. This was the fourth time. Dong Wen Feng realised that after the crazy Taoist used his blood, his luck was fluctuating, as though he was being swallowed by something.

Qi was an unreal existence, Dong Wen Feng had only learned a little Qi Observing Spell, he could barely sense its existence and change.

”Phew!”

The bronze coin stopped, Sloppy Daoist's hand gesture also stopped, and he fiercely spat out a mouthful of impure Qi.

”Daoist leader, how is the rumour?” Ren Ke Er asked anxiously, worried that something bad was about to happen.

”It's fine, don't worry too much.” However, he still took out a piece of paper, lifted up the brush on the table, and began to sprinkle ink ink on the paper.

The golden dragon and the blue sea fell to the earth,

Dissolving the tribulation would be a profound mystery, and one would be able to arrogantly look down on those born in the dragon city.

After a while, this verse of seven words suddenly appeared on the paper. He did not expect that this Sloppy Daoist actually had such a brush.

Dong Wen Feng picked up the xuan paper and muttered to himself. He tried to read it several times but was unable to understand the profoundness behind it, only that he could sense that the words were indeed related to him.

However, from the looks of it, he guessed that Qing Xiao was the one who was able to look down on the Xiantian realm after his tribulation. However, he had never heard of Qing Xiao.

If the last two lines of the poem were correct, then the first two lines saying that he was a golden dragon descending to the mortal world was bullshit. He was the true form of the poem, so how could he be a demon beast?

”Daoist leader, this poem is too difficult to understand. Can you explain it to me?”

No matter how many times they read, they were unable to understand, so they could only seek help from this deranged Daoist.

”No, no!” His slightly narrowed eyes seemed to be looking at this muddy world.

The deranged Daoist Priest put away the items on the stall as he hummed an unknown tune and happily disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Seeing the deranged Daoist Priest leave, the surrounding people also left. They thought there would be a good show to see, but they didn't expect the divination to be so simple. They had not seen enough.

Dong Wen Feng kept the poem and adjusted his mood, smiling as he followed Ke Er and the others to continue visiting the monastery.

Since what was to come would come sooner or later, and he couldn't avoid it, then there was nothing to worry about. What he needed to do now was to cultivate diligently, and when the time came for disaster to strike, there would be a greater chance of survival.

After thinking about it, Dong Wen Feng's heart was at ease, and unknowingly, his mental state had actually broke through to the peak of Heaven Stage, which could be considered as an unexpected surprise.