Chapter 1910: Kamiko

"Lin Chen, the fortune teller has come to our Dao Sect."
After Zhong Lingyu appeared, he said immediately.
"The fortune teller? That old magic stick?"
Lin Chen squinted his eyes, "What is he doing here?"
"I don't know, but he asked by name to see you."
Zhong Lingyu looked at Lin Chen and said.
"see me?"
Lin Chen smiled.
In Lin Chen's eyes, the divine fortuneteller was an old divine stick. Although he did have some skills, he was not as big as it was to boast about.
The name is not true.
"And you, he will see you too."
Zhong Lingyu looked at the yellow shirt woman again and said.
"I?"
The woman in the yellow shirt was a little confused and asked: "How did he know that I was here?"
"I do not know either."
Zhong Lingyu shook his head.
The woman in the yellow shirt thought for a while, and then said: "I have heard of the name of the fortune teller a long time ago, and have never seen him. Anyway, I am fine now, so let's see him."
"How about you?"
The woman in the yellow shirt turned her head to look at Lin Chen.
Lin Chen replied: "You go first, I will go later."
He wanted to go to Nangongqian to discuss the dragon vein transplant.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Lingyu said: "Your senior sister Nangongqian has already gone to see the fortune teller."
Lin Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Shen fortune teller also named Dao to see her?"
"Ok."
Zhong Lingyu tapped first.
"The old stick's ability to fool people is getting stronger."
Lin Chen laughed.
Since Nangong Qian is with the fortune teller, he must go there.
...
Dao Zong, the Great Hall.
The Taoist God is sitting right in front.
Nangongqian stood below, with her back to the Taoist God on earth.
On the opposite side of Nangongqian, stood an old man with white hair fluttering and a fairy style.
"I don't know why the senior came to my Dao Sect?"
The world asked.
"When everyone arrives, the old man will naturally say."
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile.
The Taoist God did not speak, but squinted at the old man.
The old man was indifferent and calm, and the sky collapsed.
Nangong Qian also looked at the old man, and commented in his heart: This old guy's reputation in Bai Chaoyu is extremely loud, and when I saw it today, it really was not an ordinary person.
Silence fell in the hall.
After a while, Lin Chen and the girl in the yellow shirt came together.
As soon as the yellow shirt woman stepped into the hall with one foot, she asked, "I heard that senior is looking for me?"
"Hehe, that's right."
The old man turned and looked outside the hall, nodding with a smile.
"What's the matter?"
The woman in the yellow shirt asked.
The old man didn't say anything, but pinched to do the fortune. After a while, he stopped doing the fortune and looked at Lin Chen and asked, "Little guy, where is your little girlfriend?"
"Ok?"
Lin Chen frowned slightly.
The old man explained: "It's the reincarnation."
Suddenly the conversation changed: "Well, it doesn't matter if she isn't here, you can just come."
"Senior God fortune teller, you don't want to sell it anymore. Our time is very urgent."
The yellow shirt woman said with a smile.
"it is good."
The old man is a fortune teller, he nodded, stretched out and said: "The old man is here today, there are two main things."
"One, about the dragon veins."
When he said this, the fortuneteller glanced at Lin Chen and Nangongqian.
Nangong Qian asked coldly, "What do you mean?"
The operator explained: "Dragon vein transplantation is no small matter. Don't try it rashly, otherwise it will not end well."
"Whether there will be a good end, it's not you, nor the heavens, but I, Nangong, has the final say."
Nangong shallow domineering way.
"Hehe, little girl, you are a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. The old man appreciates it."
The fortune teller chuckled.
Then he pinched his fingers and said, "Well, what the old man said is clearer. The curse that you received on Yuanfeng and the curse on Dao Sect are the same roots. If Dao Sect does not rise, you Yuanfeng does not Rise, Dao Zong rises, and your Yuanfeng rises with it. If you forcefully transplant your dragon veins, you will surely suffer from it, and what will happen at that time. This is a secret, the old man cannot say, nor dare to say."
When Nangong heard this, Liu Mei frowned directly.
She knew that Yuanfeng’s decline was due to a curse, but she didn’t know that Yuanfeng’s curse had the same root as Daozong’s curse!
If it is as the old man said, then things are in trouble!
"Old God Cudgel, aren't you very powerful? Don't even dare to reveal this secret secret, so what are you talking about?"
At this time, Lin Chen asked with a smile.
"It is said that the secret secret cannot be leaked, and the one who leaks the secret secret will surely end in a terrible way."
The fortune teller said: "We live under this sky. We can't hide everything from what we say, do, and do. I don't want to be that fool."
"It's weak."
Lin Chen pretended to be a mockery.
"Hehe, you kid is still as smart as ever."
The fortune teller didn't care, hehe smiled.
Later, he said: "Then, the old man can only talk about this at best. As for how to make a decision, the old man will not interfere with you."
Immediately, he stretched out and said: "The second thing."
He glanced at Lin Chen and the woman in the yellow shirt one after another, and said: "The old man knows what you two are going to do, but the old man advises you, don't..."
However, the fortune teller hadn't finished speaking, suddenly his face changed, and immediately a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth!
He snorted, his body trembled, and hurriedly pinched his fingers to forget it.
This calculation lasted for a full quarter of an hour!
During this time, no one in the room spoke.
There was silence.
In the realm of hundreds of dynasties, everyone knows that God fortune teller does have the ability, if not, he will not have such a big reputation.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the fortune teller stopped counting, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and sighed: "The disaster is approaching, I can't say more, I can only remind you one word."
"What word?"
The woman in the yellow shirt squinted and asked.
The fortune teller replied: "Let's go with the flow."
The facial expression of the woman in the yellow shirt is uncertain and she doesn't know what she is thinking.
"Okay, the old man has said everything that should be said, and the old man is gone."
The fortune teller intends to leave.
At this time, the Taoist God of the world asked: "Walk without a cup of tea?"
"No, the old man has something else."
The fortune teller shook his head.
When passing by Lin Chen, he suddenly whispered: "Little guy, pay attention to where your little girlfriend is."
"Ok?"
Lin Chen's eyes suddenly squinted!
The fortune teller didn't say much, and went away.
Until he walked away, his singing still echoed in the hall.
"This old man sings so badly."
Lin Chen vomited.
"I think so."
The woman in the yellow shirt nodded in agreement.
"What do you think of this old guy?"
Nangong looked at Lin Chen and the girl in the yellow shirt and asked.
Lin Chen didn't hesitate, and smiled and replied: "Three cents are doomed, seven cents are man-made, and trust him three cents, and the remaining seven cents will decide by himself."