Great Sage of the Heavens - Chapter 444

[Chapter 440 The Mud Bodhisattva]

Tianshan, the general altar of the World Association.

Xiongba looked at Nie Fengbu and Jingyun with a gloomy face, and he didn’t even pay attention to the seriously injured Qin Shuang, “Is that person strong?”

“Master, it’s very strong.” Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun didn’t dare to hide anything, and quickly said to others.

Jiang Que is indeed very strong.

Qin Shuang is not his one-shot power, so it is impossible for them to block his one-shot power.

After hearing Nie Feng’s answer, Xiongba’s face was a little ugly, and he said calmly: “That person is so bold, how dare he not take my world in his heart, what a bastard!”

Want to step on the world and rise to the top?

He will never let it succeed, otherwise everyone thinks that the world will be easy to bully, and you must know that the world is now a gang that thrives.

The world will never fear anyone.

He wanted to take a look at Jiang Que right away, and meet that abominable guy for a while, but suddenly thought of something.

“Perhaps ask Ni Bodhisattva to help you calculate and see where that kid came from?” Anyway, Jiang Que was on the site of his World Association, so he wasn’t in a hurry.

Don’t be afraid that he will run away.

He can go to Mud Bodhisattva to help him do the math first, so that he can know the details of Jiang Que. Anyway, the mud Bodhisattva has been raised for a long time, and it can be used.

Thinking of this, he said to Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun: “You guys wait for me here first, and then wait for the old man to pass by after I have finished asking the Bodhisattva Mud.”

He didn’t believe that the guy named Jiang Que was terrifying!

snort!

There was a hint of coldness in the cold eyes, there is nothing in the world that he can’t play, hum.

He slowly walked towards the yard where Ni Bodhisattva lived, and whispered: “The rise of the World Association is unstoppable, and no one wants to pull the old man off his horse.”

snort!

Leng Ran’s voice sounded slowly, and then he pushed the door and entered the courtyard. He said, “Mud Bodhisattva, come out to work.”

A strange smile appeared in the cold and stern eyes, as if there were countless cold lights, which were very dazzling.

In the yard, Mud Bodhisattva slowly raised his head and said, “Sect Leader Xiong, long time no see.”

He was plundered by the tyrant and forcibly placed him under house arrest, only for him to count people or things in the world.

It’s just that after he entered the World Association, Ni Bodhisattva has only calculated for Xiongba once, that is, the situation this time.

“Mud Bodhisattva, don’t tell me something useless, the old man came to you to ask you to help me measure a person.” Xiongba said unceremoniously.

He didn’t come to Ni Bodhisattva to reminisce about the past, but to ask him to help him calculate Jiang Que’s identity details, which is not too complicated.

After all, the Mud Bodhisattva can even calculate his fate, and he is a well-known person among the ministers.

“Counting people?” Mud Bodhisattva’s face changed, and his face was a little weird. He said: “Xiong gang leader, who do you want to be counted?”

Could it be him again?

He instinctively wanted to refuse, knowing that every time he counted, he would suffer a backlash, and so on.

Once the body can no longer bear it, that is, when the mud bodhisattva crosses the river and cannot protect himself, it will be a time of great terror.

The stronger the person, the greater the backlash he suffered after the calculation.

Moreover, Xiongba’s domineering appearance also made him very unhappy, and without waiting for him to speak, he continued: “Xiong gang leader, you should know that the more the Xiangshi calculates one person, the more backlash he will suffer, if…”

The more backlash, the faster you die.

Let Xiongba continue to count, how many years does he have to live?

Ke Xiongba waved his big hand and said lightly, “This kind of thing is out of your control. It’s up to you to decide whether or not you can count it. You don’t have a choice right now for Ni Bodhisattva, and it’s up to you.”

His voice was rather cold and harsh, extremely domineering.

He doesn’t care about your mud bodhisattva, he has to help him calculate what should be calculated, otherwise it will not be backlash and die, but…

Die now!

As he spoke, Xiongba had released the momentum of his whole body, rolling like a thunderbolt and crushing towards the mud bodhisattva.

The Mud Bodhisattva, who wanted to refute a sentence or two, suddenly became embarrassed, and immediately said solemnly: “Master Xiong, you are too domineering, right?

I’m just a physiognomist, why are you so persistent?

”

Xiongba still looked cold and sneered: “Mud Buddha, don’t forget where you are, this old man can completely control your life, hum!”

Mud Bodhisattva: “…”

He gave Xiongba a bitter look, and said, “Okay, let’s count it again for Xiongba. What’s his name?”

Xiongba was stunned for a moment, and said indifferently: “Jiang Que, a strange guy.”

After hearing the words, Mud Bodhisattva fiddled with the things in his hand, including the turtle hexagram and some hexagram signs, and began to prepare for the calculation.

Gradually, he was holding various hand tricks in his hands. After an inexplicable change, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of old blood from his throat.

And Xiongba, who was waiting on the side, was also stunned, “What’s the matter? You were actually attacked?”

Ni Bodhisattva’s face was pale, and he quickly said to Xiong: “Master Xiong, you want me to know who this person is, whether he is a man or a woman, let alone any of his origins and information, as if he doesn’t exist. People are the same.”

After he finished speaking, he staggered and walked slowly, leaving the dumbfounded Xiongba with a dark frown.

Can’t count?

It’s a bit strange that the world-famous Mud Bodhisattva actually said he couldn’t count, “What is the origin of that kid?”

Even some powerful clay bodhisattvas who have lived in seclusion for many years can calculate their past and future, and it is impossible to calculate them at all.

Is that man really weird?

strangeness!

What kind of existence is it?

Without waiting for him to think about it, the Mud Bodhisattva, who had regained his expression, slowly came over and said, “Master Xiong, this person is like a person who is not from our world at all, and there is no information about him, so it is better not to offend such a person. ”

That’s all.

As for whether to listen or not, it is up to Xiongba, he just expresses his thoughts.

Hearing this, Xiongba looked a little displeased and said, “Mud Bodhisattva, could it be that your lack of skill has caused the calculation to fail?”

This is also possible.

But Mud Bodhisattva shook his head slightly when he heard the words, “Master, you should know that I am a human being, and I have never missed a beat, otherwise I would not be called Mud Bodhisattva.

If you listen to me, don’t provoke that person, and don’t even have the heart to make friends. The farther away you are from him, the better.

Xiongba: “…”

Doing this, wouldn’t he treat him like an ant, to avoid the prestige of heaven, and to shy away from the three homes?

But he has always been extremely domineering, and the world will be even more so, and he has never meant to make people, even the gods and Buddhas.

Besides, he didn’t think Jiang Que had any ability at all, let alone that he was invincible. Now that his three-point return to vitality has been cultivated to a certain level, he is not afraid.

Thinking of this, Xiongba said: “You are too cautious, Mud Bodhisattva, isn’t he a kid with a high level of martial arts, as for being so afraid?”

With a cold look, he immediately said very aggressively: “No matter who he is or what kind of identity he has, I won’t be afraid of him!”

Hearing this, Ni Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly looked at Xiongba’s face. The Xiongba, who had already been blessed by Fengyun’s luck and had a tendency to take off, suddenly had blood on his head.

This is something ordinary people can’t see, and only the clay Bodhisattva, as a physiognomist, can barely see some of it with secret techniques.

“Sure enough, that person is so extraordinary. If the tyrants don’t listen to me, there will be bloodshed disasters this time. Pity him, but he doesn’t know it.” Ni Bodhisattva said secretly.

Even with the blessings of the wind and clouds, he might also fall into a rut, and he might not be able to end it without breaking the bank by then.

“It’s a pity.” Mud Bodhisattva murmured, “I originally thought he was a hero, able to meet the world with one palm, and successfully become a generation comparable to those ancient powerhouses.”

Now it seems that he may have no such hope. Ever since that guy named Jiang Que appeared, he was like a breakthrough intruder, stirring up the world.

And the fate of Xiongba was naturally changed, even if he was a mud bodhisattva, he could only change his life.

But he suddenly felt that Jiang Que was the most mysterious and terrifying physiognomist. His appearance was like a butterfly flapping its wings, and as a result, Xiongba’s life changed.

This is kind of weird.

Sure enough, there is no comparison between people, “He is really good enough.”

Mud Bodhisattva thought to himself, and gave Xiongba a pitiful glance. This guy is too self-righteous, and he thinks too much that he can dominate the world.

But think about it, whether it’s Xiongba’s name or the world of his Xiongba, isn’t it the same way of doing things?

It’s all like that.

It’s a pity that this time, he is afraid that he is going to make a big head. If he doesn’t listen to the words of his mud bodhisattva, he will suffer.

Not far away, Xiongba smiled slightly, and said very aggressively: “You don’t have to worry, this old man is in charge of the whole world, will you be afraid of him being a young man?”

The young man has not practiced for many years, and his three-point return to vitality is incomparable.

Relying on his strong strength, he is extremely confident. No matter when, strong confidence is the biggest confidence and guarantee, which is understandable.

After hearing the words, Ni Bodhisattva was stunned for a while, but he didn’t say a word for a long time. He knew that Xiongba was right.

But some things are not right or wrong to be sure, he pondered secretly, “With Xiongba’s current strength, I’m afraid it will be difficult to fight with that person. He has an extraordinary fate, how to fight?”

People like Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun could have kept them around since childhood and used them, but the guy named Jiang Que was different. He couldn’t calculate his past or future at all.

It is equivalent to the breakthrough appearing in this world, and it is impossible to calculate, even if he is a very powerful physiognomist, it is useless.

There is an essential difference between the strong and the weak. Although Xiongba believes in his own destiny, he does not believe in the calculations given to Jiang Que by Mud Bodhisattva.

“It’s estimated that this guy made a mistake in his calculations, so just talk nonsense to put me off.” Xiongba thought to himself, “But how can I be comparable to ordinary people?”

He created such a grand and tyrannical business as the World Association with only one hand. How could it be comparable to ordinary people? Anyway, he fundamentally looked down on Jiang Que, and he was just a reckless generation.

What kind of big man?

“I want to see what he is capable of, hum!” He left from the mud Buddha’s yard with a cold face, his face was cold.

Soon, Xiongba brought Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun to the inn where Jiang Que set up the ring, but he looked at Jiang Que with a dumbfounded expression…

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