The entire place was silent.
Although they didn't know what Yang Suguan was talking about.
She was confused.
However, looking at the flustered expression of the Mud Bodhisattva, he could not help but sigh.
They had vaguely guessed something.
What Yang Suguan said should be true. He was talking about the fate of the clay Bodhisattva.
This was the world's number one fortune teller.
Was he going to face a calamity?
He looked at the Mud Bodhisattva's increasingly terrified eyes.
Yang Suguan slowly said,"Since ancient times, there has been a saying that mud Bodhisattvas can't even protect themselves when crossing the river."”
"You are known as the world's number one fortune teller. You divine good and bad luck for others and ask about their future.”
"But you can't predict that your death is coming. Isn't this the prophecy? Take care of yourself."
After Yang Suguan finished speaking.
The clay bodhisattva was already sweating profusely.
He no longer had his previous arrogance.
He bowed to Yang Suguan in a low voice and said,"This is a situation where you will definitely die?" May I ask if you have a way to break it?"
Yang Suguan shook his head.”
In the original novel.
The clay bodhisattva only said the first two sentences.
He was punished by the heavens and had a poisonous sore on his face. He had to use the fire monkey to absorb the poison on his face to survive.
Even though he had been tight-lipped and did not say the last two words.
However, in order to prevent the secrets of the heavens from leaking out, Xiong Ba still chose to kill him.
At the end of the day, it was the existence of the Mud Bodhisattva that made Xiong Ba feel threatened.
Who wouldn't be afraid of a person who knew everything and could predict the future if he wasn't firmly in his hands?
Therefore, from now on, he should be more careful.
From the looks of it, he wasn't too eye-catching.
However, it was hard to say in the future.
If he was not strong enough, he would inevitably follow in the footsteps of the clay Bodhisattva.
Therefore, the most important thing now was to continue to improve his strength.
The Clay Bodhisattva sighed and bowed to Yang Suguan."It's hard to defy the will of the heavens."
"In that case, I won't trouble you.”
"Previously, I was known as the number one fortune teller in the world.”
"Today, I finally know that there is always someone better. Sir's ability is heaven-piercing and earth-shattering. I'm completely convinced.”
As he spoke, he took out two more books.
"This is what Divine Minister Li Buyi has learned in his life. It is a combination of physiognomy and martial arts. It is called the Thirteen Limitless Styles. I am dull and have never been able to use physiognomy to enter martial arts.”
"There's another book called 'The Way of Harmony'. It's also a martial art that can predict the opponent's attack trajectory and flaws. However, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with physiognomy, so I can't even get started with it.”
As he spoke, he handed the manual to Ning Emei.
Then, he turned around and left with the people from the World Association.
Yang Suguan was slightly surprised when he heard the names of the two secret manuals.
"Dao of Harmony? No wonder you couldn't get in! Although they were all predictions, it was not physiognomy but arithmetic! It was the basic mental cultivation technique of the Traveling Six Void Technique that Liang Xiao cultivated!”
traveling around the Six Virtues.
It was the unique internal art of the legendary Liang Xiao.
Rumor had it that after one cultivated it to great success, one could transform into the world.
It could even control all the mighty figures in the world, including the mountains, rivers, wind, thunder, water, and fire.
Therefore, it was known as "the Six Emptiness of the Zhou Flow, the Law of Everything".
It was almost beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts, like an immortal technique.
The prerequisite for cultivating this internal art was to master the "Dao of Harmony".
Yang Suguan did not expect that there would be traces of Liang Xiao in this world.
Perhaps one day, he would really be able to obtain this legendary inner force.
The words of a clay bodhisattva are also good when they are about to die.
She actually gave him these two divine techniques.
Thinking of this, Yang Suguan sighed. He didn't like owing people favors.
"I only said that you would die if you went…but you can escape!"”
The clay bodhisattva heard Yang Suguan's words.
His eyes lit up.
She didn't even bother to thank him and ran away.
Although he was a fortune teller, it did not mean that he did not know any martial arts!
The mysterious clay Bodhisattva in the pugilistic world was escaping faster than a rabbit!
The members of the World Association were stunned for a moment.
The mud bodhisattva ran out of Qixia Town.
The members of the World Association were stunned at first, then they were flustered and exasperated.
He looked at Yang Suguan and said fiercely,"Just you wait!"”
After saying that, they all ran out to look for traces of the clay Bodhisattva.
Yang Suguan gently waved his folding fan and sighed,"Harmony breeds wealth. I didn't expect to offend the World Association again."”
However, he was just saying it, and he wasn't afraid of that '30% vitality, 70% hard-working' Xiong Ba.
During the lottery draw.
He drew a sword essence phantom of the old God of Swords.
It could only be used once, and it only had one-tenth of the elderly God of Swords 'strength.
However, it was enough to kill the devas of this world.
Although Xiong Ba's reputation was resounding, in this world, he only had the strength of a third or fourth-tier Heaven Being.
If he dared to come to the delicacy restaurant to cause trouble.
Yang Suguan had made him unable to return.
At this moment.
In the Delicacy Restaurant, many people were shocked.
In the eyes of many people who did not know the truth, the clay Bodhisattva, the world's number one fortune teller, was scared away by Yang Suguan's few words.
This further established Yang Suguan's reputation.
Mysterious and powerful.
After the clay Bodhisattva left, the system's voice sounded in Yang Suguan's mind.
"Congratulations to the host for pointing out the fate of the mud Bodhisattva in person. You have received the shock of the mud Bodhisattva and the audience. You are rewarded with 50,000 popularity points!”
He listened to the system's voice.
Yang Suguan felt very satisfied.
It was another day full of gains.
He looked up and saw that the sky was almost dark.
Thus, he brought the topic back to the snow knife.
"Does anyone have any questions about today's story?”
"If not…then we'll meet again next time.”
Suddenly, Ximen Chuixue, who was in the corner, said,"Young Master Yang, you said that after the old God of Swords returned to Celestial Phenomenon, he was called the eighth in the world by the New Martial Arts Review.”
"Then who are the seven people in front of him?”
He opened his mouth.
The others also started to talk.
"At that time, the old God of Swords could only be ranked eighth. It can be seen that Snow Blade Jianghu was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons at that time!”
"If we were to rank all the people in the snow and take them to be at their peak, who would be in the top ten of the martial evaluation?”
"Young Master Yang, can you also give a martial evaluation of our world?”
Listening to the voices below, Yang Suguan smiled and said,""It's easy to get into the top ten of Snow Blade."
"It's a little difficult to rank in the top ten of our world.”
"Let me prepare first. Next time, we can talk together.”
The delicacy restaurant was instantly filled with people.
"Good! Support!"
"Many thanks Young Master Yang! I finally got what I wanted!"
"I'm looking forward to three days later!"
He could feel the enthusiasm of the audience.
Yang Suguan still had a headache.
It seemed that these people were no longer satisfied with just listening to books.
Once this world's martial arts review came out, who knew how big of a mess it would cause.
There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
When the time came, no one would be convinced by the other, and they would most likely vent their anger on him.
Therefore, he planned to take it one step at a time.
Now that he was weak, he would first pick some martial arts and weapon rankings.
Even if there was an oversight, he could still shirk responsibility and say that these things varied from person to person.
No one could accuse him of anything.
After the crowd dispersed.
The little witch Huanhuan approached him and whispered into his ear,""I already know your identity.”
"Oh?" Yang Suguan asked curiously.
"You're that persimmon, aren't you?" Huanhuan chuckled.!”
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