"Yin Xiu is living a happy life over there, but we are in a miserable situation here."Hearing Ren Qi's words, Liu Banxian looked at him strangely, "Brother Master, when did you learn how to tell fortunes?" Ren Qi folded his hands, holding a blue and red long sword in his arms, "I didn't say I can tell fortunes." "Then how do you know that Brother Yin is doing well over there? Do you know that he has been recruited as a live-in son-in-law, and that he and Miss Ma are living together over there, holding their child and celebrating the full moon?" "It's only a few months. You're exaggerating." Ren Qi said coldly: "Some are good and some are bad, this is something that is bound to happen, just like in a casino some people win a lot of money and some people lose it all. The chances of success and failure in an operation in the Palace are often 50-50. Even if several operations are successful, the chance of soldiers dying in the operation is still 50-50, with no difference. If someone survives, someone will inevitably die.” Liu Banxian nodded, "As the saying goes, 'the closer you are to the red, the more you become. Brother Master, your words are becoming more and more philosophical." "Does this have anything to do with you?" Ren Qi frowned, knowing that he was actually finding ways to praise himself, and he felt more and more unhappy.

However, Liu Banxian knew that Ren Qi had always been like this, so he would not stop talking just because he was unhappy, he just opened up the conversation. "Of course it has something to do with me. In the field of fortune-telling, probability is the most important thing, and it is often much more useful than fortune-telling or reading fortune books. As the old saying goes, a general is bound to die in battle, and a clay pot is bound to break by the well. If a woman's jewelry is missing, you should ask her to look near the water tank or the stove, because that is where she often goes. There is a story that says three scholars took the imperial examination and made an appointment to look at the list together. On the way to see the list, they met a fortune teller. So the three of them wanted to ask the fortune teller what the result of this imperial examination would be, who among them would pass and who would fail. After hearing this, the fortune teller started counting with his fingers again. After a while, he got the result and raised a finger to the three people. Then, no matter how the three scholars asked, the fortune teller would not say anything else. He just raised that finger and answered everyone who asked him that the secret of heaven could not be revealed. So the three scholars had to give up asking and go to look at the list first. Master, do you know what that fortune teller means when he keeps pointing his finger up? " "I do not know." Ren Qi said coldly, "But I don't think he would raise his middle finger like you did." "Sorry, sorry." Liu Banxian quickly retracted his fingers. "In fact, after the three scholars left, passers-by kept asking the fortune teller what the result of the divination was and told him not to play dumb. However, the fortune teller remained silent and refused to tell anyone the answer. He didn't say anything, but later the three students came back to thank him profusely and praised him as a god. Isn't that strange? Only later did someone understand his intention. He raised one finger, but it had many layers of meaning.

It can be said that the three of them made the list together, or that the three of them failed together. It could be that one out of three people passes, or it could be that two pass and one fails. It could be that one person wins the first place, or that one person is at the bottom of the list.” "Oh," Ren Qi said disdainfully, "It's just a little trick to play with people's hearts." "What does it mean to play with people's hearts?" Liu Banxian was dissatisfied and said, "This is Feng Shui! It is a mysterious and exquisite technique." "Can you help me with your mysterious and exquisite skills now?" Ren Qi looked towards the mountain, and saw thick fog everywhere. Even the rocks and green pines not far away were hidden in the milky white fog. At this time, they were heading to the Thousand Buddha Temple to meet Master Kong, a highly-renowned monk whose name was well-known throughout southern Xinjiang. But the thick fog made them lose their way and added a touch of gloom to the already tense atmosphere. "Before I left today, I asked for a fortune for you." Liu Banxian finally spoke, "This is not good, Master Brother. This is a bad sign." Ren Qi didn't care, "Do you think I'm someone who can draw a good lot? It seemed to me that all my good luck had been used up when I entered the Forbidden Palace, which is why I have been plagued by bad luck ever since and nothing good has ever happened to me. Bad fortunes are the norm in my life. If this is the fortune, you should feel lucky, Liu Banxian." "Because it means that things won't change unexpectedly?" Liu Banxian murmured, "Good fortunes are often accompanied by misfortunes, and misfortunes are often accompanied by good fortunes. You don't have to be sad or pessimistic, Brother Master. One day you will have good luck." "Do I look sad?" Ren Qi was very dissatisfied, "I've already said it, it doesn't matter." "Good good." Liu Banxian should control his mouth at the right time. "Then let's head to the mountain as soon as possible." Ren Qi stopped him at this time, "I also want to be quick, but it's too late now." Liu Banxian pulled his sunglasses down a little, squinted his eyes and looked around. Suddenly, his eyes widened as big as bells and he stood there in a daze. In the thick fog, there were a few black shadows standing here and there. They looked like trees, rocks, or enemies... Ren Qi had already drawn his sword, holding one in each hand, and was alert to his surroundings. "What it is?" Liu Banxian retreated behind him.

Ren Qi didn't answer, but just glanced at him sideways, "Maybe there are enemies waiting behind us." Liu Banxian was startled. "Which side should I hide on then?" "I don't know. Anyway, just follow me closely. If you stay close to me, there won't be any problems." "Brother Master, my life is entirely in your hands." Liu Banxian took out a ruler from the white pocket he carried with him, placed it in front of him, and carefully protected himself. Ren Qi didn't care what he was doing, he just adjusted his body and mind to the best state and accumulated strength. Deng! There was a clear roar, and then in the thick fog, a figure disturbed the fog, as if swimming in the water, causing ripples. Ren Qi's eyes were filled with hostility and flashed with cold light. As the target approached quickly, Ren Qi and Liu Banxian recognized each other's appearance. That was not a "person" but a three-meter-tall ape with messy hair and a snow-white body. In its hands, it held a pair of large swords that were almost as tall as Ren Qi's body. White ape! Ren Qi took a quick step forward, turned his wrist, and slashed the green and red long sword past the long knife in the white ape's hand. The monkey obviously didn't expect that Ren Qi was so powerful that he could catch such a powerful blow from bottom to top. It couldn't help but let out a strange cry, but before the cry faded, Ren Qi's long sword turned over and brought it from the white ape's abdomen to its shoulder. As the pair of long swords flew out of his hands, a large amount of blood spurted out of the white ape's body. The white ape's pupils suddenly shrank and its hair stood up, obviously frightened. Just as it was trying to escape, Ren Qi's quick sword had already killed it, chopping off its head, and a fountain of blood gushed out of its body straight into the sky. "What a fast sword, master brother." Liu Banxian was surprised, but Ren Qi still kept holding the sword, cautious and alert. Sure enough, after a moment, the headless body suddenly moved again and pounced towards Ren Qi. Ren Qi dodged by stepping sideways and stabbed the white ape with his sword. After changing its trajectory in the air, the long sword pierced the white ape, and from the bleeding neck of the white ape, a gray-black "iron wire" shot towards Ren Qi's face. Ren Qi swung his sword and cut the iron wire into two pieces in the air starting from the center point. Then Liu Banxian saw two worm-like lines on the ground wriggling constantly, dripping black juice. "This is……" "Just like the white apes in Changbai Mountain." Ren Qi was impressed. "These beasts also have poisonous insects in their bodies. They are exactly the same." “Could this also be related to those priests of Shang?” Liu Banxian was very confused. "These two places are simply one in the south and one in the north. You should know that we are now in the southernmost part of Kyushu to some extent. We are in Jiaozhi."

"Perhaps someone brought the poisonous insect out of Changbai Mountain?" Ren Qi was very indifferent, "Methods that harm people are always more popular than methods that save people, and people are more willing to study them." "Is this also what you learned in Ouchi?" Just as Liu Banxian was surprised at the possibility mentioned by Ren Qi, a strong wind blew again. Ren Qi gently bumped Liu Banxian to the side with his shoulder, and at the same time, the remaining four sharp swords on his back flew out. One man, six swords, facing three giant apes holding long knives and spears! There were loud clanging sounds of metal colliding, the sound of bones and blood being torn, splattering blood, and a dull sound coming from the thick fog. After beheading three white apes, more monkeys pounced on Ren Qi. There was not a drop of blood on Ren Qi's body, and his sword was as bright as new, but the ground under his feet was covered with blood and flesh. He danced, moved, and reaped among the monkeys. Probably each of these white apes has martial arts comparable to that of a ninth-level Xuanguan master, and because they are tall, powerful, and have extremely fast reactions, they are also more difficult to deal with than those martial artists. However, Ren Qi was a great master of the synesthesia realm who could wield six swords. He did not show any signs of weakness at this moment. Instead, he took the initiative to attack, causing the white apes to fall down one after another and die. Liu Banxian had no doubt that even if there were a hundred so-called masters of the ninth level of the Profound Gate standing here, no one could touch a hair of Ren Qi. Liu Banxian's blood was boiling as he watched, but Ren Qi's heart was growing colder, even though his footsteps and hand movements did not pause at all. Ren Qi could feel that deep in the fog, someone was watching their every move. It was like some kind of spying, and although it was harmless at the moment, it still made Ren Qi quite unhappy. After the last white ape was chopped down, the figure in the deep fog finally shot out an arrow. Before it arrived in front of him, Ren Qi already felt a fishy wind blowing towards him. Strong enemy! Ren Qi had already made a judgment in his mind. He let go of the other swords, grabbed a black sword with one hand, and stabbed forward. The opponent seemed to ignore the sword and charged straight at him. Clang! Amid the metallic vibrations, sparks flew everywhere. Ren Qi was knocked back several steps by the huge impact force, and then he stopped by using his ankle to withstand the pressure. He shook his wrist again, clearing away the mist while thrusting the tip of his sword forward. There was another crisp sound, and the tip of the sword pierced the visor, unable to advance an inch. Standing in front of Ren Qi was a fully armed general, wrapped in silver armor from head to toe. Behind his back were three heavy swords. You blocked my attack without even drawing your sword?

Ren Qi cried out in his heart that something was wrong, but he did not relax his hands. He raised his hand and swung the sword again, chopping it on the warrior's shoulder. It still only caused a spark, but it made Ren Qi's palms numb. Hehehe... A low laugh came from under the mask, seemingly mocking Ren Qi, but also proud of his own defensive ability. Ren Qi was very dissatisfied with this sarcasm. After a cold snort, he held another sword in his hand. At the same time, four other swords flew up around him. Quick Sword Six Styles! A series of sparks and harsh sounds. Eyes, throat, armpits, shoulders, crotch, knees, Ren Qi fended off his opponent's attacks while finding opportunities to thrust his sword into the gaps in the armor. In just a few rounds, he had stabbed these positions more than once. However, he was soon surprised to find through touch and feedback that there were no gaps in the armor on this guy's body. In other words, this is a sealed armor without any gaps. It is simply cast by pouring molten iron on the top of the head. In other words, this is a set of armor that can neither be put on nor taken off, or it should be called a molten iron cage. Even the lightest armor would be enough to make people feel suffocated if it was airtight. The armor worn by the opponent in front of him was very powerful in defense and extremely heavy, probably easily weighing more than 100 kilograms. Under such circumstances, let alone how to stuff a person into this seamless armor, just walking around in the armor for a while would probably suffocate the person inside. But this master seems "Be careful, Master Brother! This guy has a thick black aura, which cannot be emitted by a living person!" After being reminded by Liu Banxian, Ren Qi suddenly understood. When the man's identity was exposed, he shouted at Liu Banxian, "Stop talking!" Then he raised his hand and grabbed Liu Banxian. His movements were so huge and fast that they seemed to be accompanied by wind and thunder. Ren Qi stepped back, stabbed the warrior with one sword, and dropped the sword with his other hand to protect Liu Banxian. call! The wind blew again, and between life and death, Ren Qi rescued Liu Banxian from the iron hand and at the same time stabbed the opponent in the throat with a sword. Just like before, the sword that could cut through iron like mud could not move forward an inch. The warrior was very proud. He picked up the sword with one hand and tried to grab Ren Qi with the other. At this moment, Liu Banxian suddenly opened his palm, and in his palm, a handful of glutinous rice was scattered to the warrior. Noisy! The black gas surged up, and even the warrior Ren Qi could see it. Liu Banxian covered his mouth and nose, already knowing the identity of the person who came. Zombies! (End of this chapter)