Quick Wear: The Daily Showmanship of the Face-Slapping Maniac

Chapter 519 Chapter 519 Respecting the Incense 29
Please Fengmian's divination voice is getting louder and louder, Fengmian's brows are somewhat complicated, and finally stroked his sleeves slowly, and said helplessly:

"That's all, since you all want to know, then let me make a suggestion!"

Feng Mian's voice was very soft, but the moment he spoke, the entire conference center fell silent.

Everyone's faces showed joy, and they seemed to be sure that as long as he made a move, the matter would definitely come to light.

Only the old woman had a hint of sadness in her eyes, she sighed faintly, and called softly: "Brother Feng..."

Feng Mian smiled in her direction, and comforted her: "Don't worry, Little Bell, it's just divination!"

The old woman moved her eyes away, wiped the corners of her eyes, but said nothing more.

Mingyue looked at the scene in front of her, and suddenly remembered a sentence that the old man Qingyu once said, secrets must not be revealed.

There must be a price to be paid for trying to spy on the secrets of heaven.

And divination... naturally, it is also spying on the secrets of heaven.

The fact is exactly as Mingyue thought, the three copper coins in Feng Mian's hand fell on the table, he reached out to touch the position and face of the copper coins, but every time he touched one, his brows became tighter.

When he touched the third copper coin, he stopped his hand suddenly, as if he was nailed there, and he didn't move for a while.

Seeing this, the others were in a hurry, and couldn't help but leaned forward one after another, asking:

"Old Mian, what's the matter with you? Why don't you speak? What is the hexagram like?"

"Yes, Mr. Mian, what did you see?"

"It should be figured out, there is nothing in this world that you can't figure out?"

"Who is it that destroyed those two doors?"

"sleep……"

Before they could urge them any further, Feng Mian suddenly made a 'poof' sound, spitting out big mouthfuls of blood.

The blood was like blood-colored jade beads with a broken thread, dripping from mid-air to the ground, turning into gorgeous red flowers.

After that, Feng Mian didn't even hold the copper coin in his hand, and fell down straight.

It was still Qing Yu who stood by his side all the time and subconsciously caught him, otherwise he might have hit the ground directly.

Mingyue couldn't help but also took two steps forward, with a little worry on her face.

Although the acquaintance time is very short, Mingyue has a good impression of Fengmian, plus he may be someone who can relieve her worries, so she will naturally worry about his safety.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Someone asked in panic, "Old Mian? What's the matter?"

"It's just divination, why does it feel like it has been hit hard, why is this?"

Someone took two steps back and lowered his voice: "Could it be a backlash?"

"To be able to injure Mian Lao into such a state, it seems that the power of Miemen really has great abilities."

"Yeah, if something happens to Mr. Mian, then Dengtianmen will be..."

In just a moment, the meeting room became distracted, and everyone's attention was diverted from the Miemen tragedy to Fengmian's importance to Dengtianmen.

Qingyu's face was ashen-colored, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his hands holding his uncle couldn't help but tremble, and he let out a hoarse cry: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? You are the guardian of Dengtianmen, you But there must be nothing wrong, or Master will definitely kill me, Master Uncle..."

The old woman who was originally sitting in the upper position squeezed over with a cane. Her face was pale, and there was a serious and dignified look between her eyebrows and eyes.

Just looking at Feng Mian, the old woman's eyes suddenly shrank violently, and she bit her lips involuntarily.

Mingyue looked sharply at the old woman's hand holding the cane, and was trembling uncontrollably, as if she was extremely afraid of something.

When the others saw the old woman approaching, they couldn't help showing some respect on their faces.

Qing Yu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and couldn't help asking: "Elder Song, what's wrong with my uncle?"

The old woman's hand holding the cane was swollen with blue veins, but finally she turned her eyes to Mingyue.

"Girl, you..." The old woman obviously hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Feng Mian again, then she seemed to have finally made up her mind, and said through gritted teeth: "Girl, please save Brother Feng, as long as you are willing to help, I am willing to repay with what I have learned all my life.”

Everyone in the conference room looked at Mingyue, probably because they didn't understand why it was her?
Even Mingyue was also stunned, how could she not expect such a development result.

Moreover, "How can I save him? Also, what price do I need to pay?" Ming Yueren asked calmly with all kinds of eyes on her.

Mingyue firmly believes that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, if the old woman can pay the price of what she has learned all her life, then she will naturally have to pay a lot.

Is it worth it?Then the old woman needs to lay out the bargaining chips of both parties, so that she can consider it.

"Actually," the old woman was about to say something, but when she saw so many pairs of eyes in the room, she changed her words: "You all go back first, no matter what you have to do, wait until Brother Feng recovers." .”

The people here are all from various sects in the cultivation world, so naturally they are not truly united.

Originally, they wanted to know what happened to Feng Mian, how the 'savior' could save people, and what Feng Mian was up to.

But now that the old woman is driving people away, they really have no reason to stay. After all, this old woman's identity is really extraordinary. She is an elder of Qihuangmen, with superb medical skills. She is an old thing that has lived for hundreds of years. No one wants to offend her people.

As the people in the conference room cleared up, even the old man Qingyu was dismissed, leaving only Mingyue, Fengmian and the old woman, the old woman finally showed a deep sadness on her face.

"Actually, these things should be kept secret, but you are an exception. Since Big Brother Feng brought you back, then these things should no longer be kept secret from you. Things have to start from more than 3000 years..."

More than 3000 years ago, the world here was still a realm of self-cultivation. There was spiritual energy for people to cultivate in the heaven and earth. As long as people cultivated to a certain level, they could fly to another realm.

But I don't know when, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth has become thinner and thinner, and it has become more and more difficult for people to cultivate.What's even more frightening is that even after reaching a certain level, they can no longer ascend.

It seems that the connection between this world and other worlds has been blocked, or forcibly closed, and human beings can no longer soar. There are more and more ordinary people, and fewer and fewer practitioners, and the world of self-cultivation has also declined.

At that time, many sect leaders were unwilling to reconcile, so they moved the sect to the barren mountains, thinking that when the spiritual energy recovered, they would make a comeback in the future.

However, there is less and less aura in the world, and gradually people in the world don't know how to become a fairy, and instead regard it as a legend.

Since then, the cultivation world and the secular world have been completely separated. Except for some big figures and special families, no one else knows the existence of the cultivation world and practitioners.

(End of this chapter)