Transmigrating into a male-oriented novel, she makes money to cultivate immortality and lead the vil

The art of possessing the mind is a secret technique passed down from the Tao of Witchcraft and Gu. In order to improve himself in divination, he did not hesitate to switch to the Tao of Witchcraft and Gu. He worked hard for more than fifty years before he got the opportunity to have an object appear in his mind.

After filling in a handful of fortune-telling chips, although his heart ached day by day, divination with his heart was an instant matter, which really improved his cultivation to a great level!

But how did Shopkeeper Jiang, a man from Wu and Yue, know that this witchcraft dojo was at the junction of Guizhou and Jiangxi?

Looking at Xu Banxian's changing expressions in amusement, Jiang Ying patted his shoulder in relief: "Fellow Daoist Xu, don't worry! Jiang will not tell anyone easily, but... you have to tell me everything you have figured out."

Xu Banxian's face was livid, and he felt really bad about being threatened: "It seems that Shopkeeper Jiang is determined to break into the palace?"

Waving his hand, Jiang Ying pulled up a stool and sat down. It looked like he was chatting, but in fact he was "starting the interrogation": "Hey, how can I do that? If you say I will die if I go, then naturally I will not break into the tiger's den and the dragon's pond. But you have to show me the way to live, right?"

After a long while, Xu Banxian reluctantly opened his mouth: "Xiakan Shangdui." He was reluctant, so naturally he would not elaborate.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Ying would blurt out: "The lower hexagram is a hurdle and danger, the upper hexagram is the opposite and joy... trapped hexagram?"

After Xu Banxian was surprised for a moment, he said meaningfully: "As a casual cultivator, fellow Taoist not only knows how to refine weapons and embroider, but also understands hexagrams... comparable to disciples of the most powerful sects."

Jiang Ying glanced at Xu Banxian with interest. This old boy still wanted to use him as an excuse?

"Fellow Daoist Xu, let's talk about this trapped hexagram."

Hearing that Jiang Ying still wanted to interpret the hexagram by himself, Xu Banxian's face brightened slightly: "The water is gone from the lower ridge to the upper ridge. There will be no water in the lake. Fellow Taoist will be in trouble due to lack of strength. You need to be prepared for the worst and wait patiently for the opportunity."

When Xu Banxian was talking, Jiang Ying kept looking at his expression. It seemed that he was not lying, which made her a little curious——

"But this hexagram has not reached a dead end. Why are fellow Taoists so firmly opposed to it?"

Xu Banxian pretended to be so profound that he said: "Oh, when my master accepted me as a disciple, the first lesson he taught was to listen to both. So I know how to play two hexagrams, and the other one is on the path of witchcraft and Gu."

Jiang Ying understood. Xu Banxian would give a hexagram for both the pros and cons, and use the hexagrams to determine which side was more popular. No wonder this old boy has been careful for many years and has done a "risk assessment" in advance.

"I dare to ask my friend, what are the hexagrams of witchcraft and Gu Dao?"

"Xia Xun, Shang Kun." Xu Banxian looked at Jiang Ying, wanting to see if she knew what it meant.

Jiang Yingze's forehead twitched: "The sign of wood growing in the ground and people being submissive is the ascending hexagram!"

No wonder Xu Banxian is unwilling to break into the palace. Judging from the hexagrams, the other party has used the right people and has the potential to rise; but he is in jail and can only wait.

It’s clear that meat buns beat dogs.

But the Second Senior Brother and the Eighth Senior Brother were still inside, and her "patrons" didn't know if they were still alive, and... Jiang Ying thought about Qiantang City falling into darkness outside, and the people whose souls were detained in fear.

There is a vague feeling that the situation at this moment seems to be similar to a certain memory.

Xu Banxian had already put on a victor's attitude at this time: "What, does Shopkeeper Jiang still want to break into the palace now?"

Jiang Ying lowered her eyes, half of her face hidden in the shadows. Suddenly she raised her face, as if looking at the sky through the formation, with a clear smile filled with sarcasm from top to bottom:

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I'm afraid you don't know something. Jiang - has been deeply involved in the hexagram for many years. This interest is the opportunity to accumulate more and more." Jiang Ying's eyes were shining with eagerness to try.

If we talk about the sleep hexagram, she has been deeply involved in it since she unexpectedly "woke up" from He Shoufeng's morning class! racking her brains to survive, sacrificing her life for opportunities, practicing day and night, accumulating merit... No matter whether she is forbearing or preparing, she has been doing it for a long time, and she will continue to do it in the future. Therefore, the trapped hexagram is her destiny, not this mere mortal palace and the people hiding in the dark!

Xu Banxian didn't expect that she would become more motivated and said in despair: "That person is at the peak of the Golden Core! You can't beat him!"

Jiang Ying suddenly held Xu Banxian's forearm, and slowly sent his spiritual power over. The eyes that met Xu Banxian's eyes were firm and dangerous: "Who is not at the peak of the golden elixir?"

She was used to reaching the foundation-building level when walking in the city. Now that her cultivation was exposed in front of outsiders, she realized that she still had a strong desire to win.

"If he uses people skillfully, I will kill all his people; if he rises to the top, I will cut off his branches. This 'Sheng Gua' should be the one that ascends to heaven!"

Xu Banxian felt that the man in front of him was different from the usually graceful and dancing shopkeeper Jiang. The viciousness seeping out of his eyes was like an underground giant demon toying with weak prey, and it was like the hatred that had been poured out for generations could not be concealed.

At this moment, Jiang Ying blurted out her words completely. After she finished speaking, she realized what cruel words she had said. It felt as if she was not a human being, but the most ferocious and belligerent snake in the world!

After getting the answer, Jiang Ying quickly let Xu Banxian leave, while she herself sat cross-legged on the floor in the lobby.

What she said just now made her feel that she had touched a little spiritual light, and she decided to digest this fleeting spiritual light on the spot.

Her consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, and she gradually straightened it out - it was the familiar feeling just now that aroused her anger. But the reason for the anger remains unclear.

She pushed open the door in the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving the laboratory behind. She opened her arms and sank into the sky full of stars. A red star caught her attention, and she just followed it. The star flew into her palm obediently.

A strong burning sensation hit her palm, and memories melted into her body along her meridians!

It was always dark and always cold. Almost everything that could be used to keep people warm was burned out, and there was only a fire under a pot standing in the street.

In that pot was Jiang Yingying's biggest fear deep in her memory - her sister's arm joints that were bent due to high-temperature cooking.

Girls are for food on such hopeless nights.

Fortunately, after her mother witnessed her sister's death, she would rather run away with her.

Mom knows very well that after eating the little girl, she will eat the woman. She would rather starve to death or fall to death than turn into a puddle of rotten flesh in a boiling white soup pot.

Jiang Ying saw the familiar figure in her mother's bumpy arms.

The figure who stood in front of her twice and she watched helplessly disappear - Li Tianjue? Why is he here?

Looking in the direction he was going, he saw the majestic palace.

But she soon became confused. The too cold night and the fright made her still have a fever, and she couldn't care less about Li Tianjue.

Strangely, her mother actually found a crooked tree outside the city and placed her under the tree, as if she had completed some task.

"Yao Mei, it's better to freeze to death and starve to death than to be eaten by them! Yao Mei, mother... I can't take care of you anymore!"