Live fortune telling, this Taoist priest talks about science

The eastern sea of the Great Xia land is located on the high seas, and there are islands that belong only to Great Xia.

Although the sparrow is small, the square inch of the land, the heavy rocks are stacked to hide the sky and the sun, and under the mountain cliff pass, the peach blossoms should be red.

On the calm sea, in addition to the seagulls that occasionally fly by, there is also an old man sitting on the whirlpool.

The old man wore a hat on his head, a robe on his shoulders, and held a weather-beaten fishing rod, motionless like a wooden man, fishing in the blue sea.

Occasionally, patrol fleets from various countries pass by, and these warships, armed from head to toe, will choose to detour after seeing the old man fishing.

Don't dare to provoke.

After the float contracted up and down, it sank to the bottom of the sea, and the old man's wrist exerted force, and a golden carp jumped to the surface.

Golden carp, a rare creature, such a carp weighing about six catties and seven taels, if it is sold in the market, it will have to be copied at least hundreds of millions of yuan.

However, the old man did not seem to be happy about this, and removed the silver hook from the fish's mouth, and then threw it away, releasing this rare creature.

Then the old man seemed to be frozen again, and continued to be exposed to the wind and sun, and began his boring daily routine day after day.

No one knew what the old man was fishing, anyway, people on the island would have seen the old man sitting there for as long as they could remember.

The sun rises, the sun sets, and so on, day after day.

Today was different, the old man put away the fishing rod early after throwing another empty rod.

"Where is Master?" asked the boy on the shore.

The old man's rickety figure had never straightened up for half his life, and he said to himself: "I can't catch it today, the breath of those two guys, any mythical creatures have to retreat, and if you have nothing to do, I'll take a look." The

boy scratched his head, did not understand, and did not ask.

......

604, 707, two national mysterious organizations, after years of incognito, seem to be finally able to stand under the sun.

Over the years, they have solved many strange creatures that want to disturb the world in the dark, which has ensured the stability of the world for a hundred years.

It's not that the years are quiet, it's just that someone is moving forward with a load.

Today, it is rare to see the leaders of the two investigation bureaus sitting together drinking coffee.

"His mother's Li Fengan, in just three months, has finished the limelight of our whole life, I really envy this kid, the chosen son. The middle-aged man with the word 'Wang' on his forehead frowning was the first to speak.

There was a plump~fat woman sitting opposite the head, with a light blue big ~ wave swinging in the wind, taking a sip of coffee, "Oh, I almost regret that I was born more than ten years earlier, otherwise I must chase him, so handsome!"

The woman who spoke, her eyes were firmly fixed on the tablet on the table, and the video playing above her was Li Feng'an's subduing of the mandrill, which was originally called Shanxiao and is now called Li Xiaoxian.

"I said you, when you were young, so many people chased you, and you couldn't look down on any of them, and now that you're old, do you regret it from time to time?" the middle-aged man quipped from Wang Zi.

The big ~ wave ~ woman ignored him and continued to watch the video.

The middle-aged man also stopped talking and drank coffee with his head down.

In the past, uninformed passers-by may seem like a loving couple, but in fact, the two have been fighting openly and secretly for decades, and today's major events have happened, so these two rivals can sit together for the first time.

The identities of these two people are above 10,000 people under the same person in Great Xia, and they are not lower than the commanders of the four major military regions, and even on some special occasions, the two of them are even higher than the four commanders.

As for the reason, it is roughly that these two people are half-step saint realms, and they also have the blessings of technology and medicine, which is enough to reach the top of the saint realm in a short period of time.

"Wow! so handsome! A saint of the four religions. The woman crossed her hands and leaned to her lips, shouting excitedly, her eyes undiminished with a look.

The middle-aged man smiled, but he didn't deny it, and followed the woman's words: "The first person in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, when he really consolidates this terrifying saint realm, under the whole world, he Li Fengan said one, and no one dared to say two."

After a pause, the middle-aged man added: "Of course, he is similar now, but it may have to be after fighting Nagarjuna."

Speaking of this, the woman suddenly looked a little reluctant: "I don't want him to die."

"Before you start, how do you know that Li Fengan will definitely lose?" the middle-aged man smiled, although he thought so in his heart.

The woman's index finger and thumb pinched the edge of the tablet and threw it towards her face, and miraculously, the tablet turned into sunglasses in the air, fitting perfectly on the woman's face.

With the blessing of sunglasses, the woman's temperament instantly rose to a higher level, and she collapsed on the chair with her hands on her chest: "Big brother, you and I or those few people know that the four religions are one, and they are just a little doll who has just entered the realm of saints, and they may have some chances of winning in the face of us, but Nagarjuna......

" The middle-aged man continued: " The old thing, who has lived for seven hundred years, was a saint six hundred years ago, and the ghost knows how much aura he has gathered, if he is not afraid of this, it will not make him so lawless in India all these years. The

two smiled tacitly.

"But without Li Fengan, this world is so boring. The woman pursed her lips and made a thoughtful look.

"Without Li Fengan, without Nagarjuna, in fact, it's all the same, the catastrophe has never been able to settle because of one person. The middle-aged man stomped his feet and got up: "Let's go, the show is over." "

......

Above the sea of clouds in Tianjing, in a place that ordinary people could not see, there was a monk sitting a fanged beast that looked like a dog and a lion, covered in golden hair, and had a purple and gold bell around its neck.

The monk pinched the Dharma seal in his left hand, held the Zen staff in his right hand, and closed his eyes from beginning to end.

"Roar!" the golden-haired lion-faced beast carrying the monk whispered.

The monk opened his eyes, put down his left hand, squinted his small eyes and smiled slightly: "Li Fengan will definitely lose." "

Roar?" the golden lion roared again.

"Hehe......" The monk laughed more ugly than crying: "The four religions are one, it sounds good, Nagarjuna monk, this name is not something that ordinary people can memorize for so long." The

golden lion-faced beast shook its head, and the purple-gold bell in front of its neck made a 'jingle bell' sound, like a heavenly sound, which was very refreshing.

"Yo, you still don't believe it?" the monk leaned over and touched the golden lion's head.

The lion nodded.

The monk smiled, and bowed with the seal of the Dharma in his hand: "Amitabha, it is good, it seems that this number of lives may not be complete, but you can be optimistic about Li Fengan." "

You know, this is the holy beast of their Buddhism, this kind of holy beast is not to mention anything else, but in terms of people, it is quite accurate.

It's just that the monk himself still doesn't believe that Li Fengan can win.

At least, not now.

The monk looked at the sea of clouds and said with a smile: "The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the calm is reassuring, but it's a pity that the mountain rain is coming." "