Chapter 406: Demonstrating Means, Each Making a Name, Ear Dao Evil God

That scattered cultivator was ranked in the yellow curtain seats, obviously having some status. He carefully looked at the wine table beside him, keeping in mind everything that could be grasped in his hand, the size of a pill. Then he said loudly: "I will throw a brick to attract jade, and try for everyone!"

He performed a four-directional bow, but it was neither fish nor fowl, carrying a flavor of the martial arts world.

He jumped up from his seat, used an escape technique, and in a moment arrived in front of the table where the golden cup was inverted. Originally, he wanted to reveal a bit of color, but among the noble family disciples sitting slightly ahead, who didn't have a magic treasure? Even if they didn't have one in their hands, they had to borrow one today to support their face.

Although his escape technique transformed into wind and escaped, it was somewhat extraordinary among Penetrating Law cultivators, but in the eyes of noble families, it was just so-so.

Immediately, many noble family disciples showed sarcasm.

This person was unaware, and saluted the True Immortals in the upper seats, only then concentrating on looking at the golden cup.

In front of him, the golden cup was inverted on the table, looking quite heavy, the mouth of the cup was wide, even better than the edge of an ordinary bowl, the belly of the cup was very deep, and the things it could hold were not small. Looking closely, the golden cup had patterns of the Fusang tree, and there was a relief of a three-legged Golden Crow at the bottom of the cup.

"Bad!" The man's heart sank. This golden cup was not an ordinary object, but a Moon-Full Cup that could accumulate a cup of sun dew in a month under the sun!

Such spiritual tools were already treasures that produced cultivation resources.

Only a big clan like the Xie family would use such treasures as wine vessels.

This person tried several kinds of spells, but could only feel that the spiritual light of the golden cup was like a small sun, extremely dazzling, and he couldn't see through the things inside at all. He originally thought that if he could use his true ability, it would naturally be the best, and if he couldn't, he would use means to guess one.

At this time, there was no second choice. The scattered cultivator clenched his fist, gave a low shout, shot a one-inch golden light from his eyes, and then he put his hands together, quickly pinching. Several hexagram runes appeared and fell into the golden light in his eyes.

The man put away the spell and said proudly: "Inside, it should be a wine vessel!"

Seven or eight out of ten things on the wine table were wine vessels, and the meaning of wine vessels was extremely broad. In his opinion, guessing this way had the greatest certainty.

Yu Liang watched coldly for a few times, his expression turning cold. Obviously, he saw some clues, but he held his status and would not say much, letting that person be complacent on the steps, thinking he had succeeded.

A noble family disciple under the red curtain threw down the wine cup in his hand and sneered: "How bold! Under our eyes, he actually dares to make up the numbers... truly not putting the True Immortals in his eyes!"

He slapped the table and stood up, flew onto the stage, and pointed to break the golden light in the scattered cultivator's eyes.

"The eye-shooting golden light pupil technique is just a trick of the wild gods in the countryside to fool the villagers. The golden light has no power, only the appearance of prestige. What kind of divination ability can it have?... Your hexagram runes are full of mistakes! Are you treating us as fools to be fooled by you?"

The man grabbed the scattered cultivator's wrist and shouted sharply.

The scattered cultivator trembled with fear, still supporting himself: "I, I am not proficient in spells, maybe there are omissions, I just played a small trick, but it was truly calculated. I dare not deceive the True Immortals!"

"Wine vessel!"

The noble family disciple sneered. He took a breath, and a mouthful of white mist was spat out from his mouth, then he condensed his mind and hit a series of finger seals, and the mist slowly fell toward the golden cup.

The mist spread and dispersed, churning like rain clouds above the golden cup, and finally fell as a drizzle.

Below, a noble family disciple shouted loudly: "Brother Yan's Five Elements Induction Technique has become much more profound!"

The Yan family disciple then dispersed his true energy and said: "My Five Elements Induction Technique, moistens when encountering gold, withers when encountering fire, disperses when encountering earth, transforms when encountering water, and only falls when encountering wood... So, the golden cup should be wood-attribute!"

"And your wine vessel, how was it calculated?"

The Yan family disciple asked sharply.

The scattered cultivator became more and more embarrassed, looking left and right, stuttering, and his ugly state was fully exposed.

The Yan family disciple pushed him, pushed him off the stage, and said: "Why don't you get out?"

The noble family disciples present cheered one after another, and some said: "Commoner scattered cultivators are mostly cunning, with inferior character. If they are allowed to guess randomly, what is the point of this duel?"

Yu Liang pondered slightly and said: "Although this is a game, it is also a consideration for the younger generation of our Great Jin. One must have brilliant means to win the top spot. Eliminate those who guessed wrong first. If everyone guessed right, the one who is most accurate and has the highest means will be the winner!"

"Sixth Brother!" A noble family direct descendant looked at the unbearable performance of the previous scattered cultivator and bowed to a gorgeous young man in Chinese clothes who was occupying a table alone behind the red curtain, with a lazy and arrogant demeanor: "When it comes to the Dao of divination, among those present, who can compare to Sixth Brother's family origin? If Sixth Brother were not a few years younger than Wang Longxiang and Xie Lingyun, this twenty-eight characters of the Divine Land should have had Sixth Brother's name long ago. Now that Wang and Xie are about to go off the list, the next session will inevitably be Sixth Brother's top spot, and he should be the leader of our noble families!"

The gorgeous young man in Chinese clothes played with a dragon-carved golden cup, squinting his eyes and looking at the group of noble family elders on the stage carelessly.

"Those old guys are always calculating too much. If you ask me, what if these commoners are let in? It's just right to test our means and see how many of them can walk out alive? Every time the families agree, they follow the rules after entering the secret realm, without any twists and turns, which is also very boring. Letting a few killable people in can also be considered a toy..."

The noble family direct descendant who was smiling apologetically also said: "It is also because True Immortal Anshi is too generous, actually willing to give them a chance!"

"Several True Immortals want to suppress these restless commoners, which is also an opportunity for the outstanding disciples of our noble families to make a name for themselves... Yu Yuangui proposed divination and guessing to decide the winner of this round, isn't it for our Zhou family's 'Deriving Heaven Book'? But for me to become famous, it is truly easy... Why do I need these small means? In the past, our Zhou family's Nascent Soul ancestor Zhou Yu became famous in the world with music, but the battle that truly made him famous in the world was still the burning of Red Cliff."

"It can be seen that these elegant names and external Dao practices are okay to pass down, but to truly make these True Immortals move, it must be the name killed out! Nowadays, noble families are mostly elegant, loving to talk about mystery and Dao. In my opinion, this kind of character is not worth taking. If these commoner disciples are allowed to enter the Jin Ling Blessed Land together, they are worthy of being stepping stones for us to make a name for ourselves! Defeating them in these external Dao practices, what is there to say?" the gorgeous young man said disdainfully.

"Sixth Brother!" The noble family direct descendant looked at the gorgeous young man sneering disdainfully and whispered: "Several seniors have already paved the way for Sixth Brother. In this round, Sixth Brother must win the top spot! It concerns the face of our noble families..."

"Don't worry!" The gorgeous young man threw down the golden cup and said proudly: "I have already obtained the object in the cup. But after I say it, others will have nothing to say. If you want to take advantage of this reputation, go up as soon as possible. If I make a move, you will have no more opportunities!"

"Yes!" The man was overjoyed: "Can Sixth Brother give some pointers..."

"This character!" The gorgeous young man dipped in wine and wrote a character on the table.

In Qian Chen's eyes, the thing inverted under the golden cup was clear at a glance, but he was not prepared to lower his status to compete for this prize. Just as the noble family elders said, it was just a game for the juniors.

What Qian Chen really cared about was Sima Yue's plot to collude with the demonic path. This time, attending the banquet in Jiankang, he brought the Ear Dao God out to take the opportunity to inquire about some news...

At this moment, at a seat not far from him, a little girl of about eight or nine years old was holding a small gray-furred mouse in her hands. Her eyes darted around, and after quietly looking left and right, she secretly fished a pill from her purse, scraped a bit off with her small hand, and fed it to the mouse. A young white-furred fox at her feet watched eagerly, anxiously circling her feet and whimpering, but the little girl only cared about feeding the mouse, her face showing a seriousness unique to children.

She seemed to have noticed something, suddenly raised her head, and saw a thumb-sized little person standing on the table not far from her, holding its index finger in its mouth, looking at her greedily.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Little person, do you want to eat too?"

After speaking, she picked off another rice-grain-sized bit from the Solid Qi Pill used for foundation establishment, stuck it on her index finger, and handed it to the Ear Dao God. But the Ear Dao God, this glutton, had long been spoiled by Qian Chen. How could it look at such inferior pills used by low-level cultivators for foundation establishment? It sniffed the black pill crumbs disdainfully, gesturing and babbling, saying something?

The little girl showed a look of horror, hurriedly grabbed the gray-haired mouse, hid it in her arms and said: "No, Little Gray cannot be eaten by you! You cannot eat Little Gray..."

The gray-haired mouse had keen spiritual sense and had long noticed that the Ear Dao God was ill-intentioned. Its small body trembled, hiding in the little girl's palm, terrified, looking at the Ear Dao God's eyes like a timid mouse seeing an evil cat.

The Ear Dao God had a mischievous personality. Under Qian Chen, it sometimes joined forces with the Golden and Silver Children to bully the later spirits, and sometimes fought alone against the combined Golden and Silver Children. It had very rich bullying experience and ran rampant in the Pinghu Blessed Land, also being a hegemon.

It was completely a big evil god!

If the little girl had been a little tougher, it wouldn't have dared to be rampant, but this kind of softness immediately fueled its evil spirit.

The Ear Dao God's small body was full of arrogance, jumping in front of the little girl with its hands on its hips, high-spirited, making Qian Chen want to beat it up.

Tears had already welled up in the little girl's eyes, shaking her head constantly: "Cannot eat Little Gray, and don't eat Little White! I will give you all the good things, okay?"

Saying that, the little girl took out all the spiritual pills she had hidden in her purse, only a few in total, held them in her hand, and looked at the big evil Ear Dao God timidly. The Ear Dao God was just enjoying the feeling of bullying people. These spiritual pills were of no use to it, but it still wanted to eat them extremely deliciously in front of the gray-haired mouse. The little fox below jumped a few times, and was glared at by the Ear Dao God, and then it became honest!

These small beasts were all spirits worshipped by people, spirits transformed by incense and wish power. To the Ear Dao God, they were natural food. Often with one look, they were suppressed and dared not resist.

That arrogant spirit, Qian Chen watched with itchy hands.

With a flick of his index finger, the Ear Dao God, who was still on the wine table, was flicked away by an invisible magic power.

The spiritual pills in its hand fell out and rolled on the table. The little girl hurriedly picked them up. The little monster knew it had provoked Qian Chen, drooping its head, and was about to leave weakly. At this time, the little girl became bolder, stretched out her finger, and poked it carefully.

The Ear Dao God turned its head with hands on its hips, raised its small head, the little girl laughed, and stretched out her finger to poke it again.

At this time, a "Huh!" came from beside.

The Ear Dao God disappeared quickly. The girl raised her head when she heard the sound, happy: "Grandpa!"

A thin old man with a shrewd spirit was looking at the place where the Ear Dao God disappeared in suspicion, whispering: "That just now seemed to be the Ear Dao God!"

The little girl hid the spiritual pills in her hand with a guilty conscience, afraid that Grandpa would say again that she took her own cultivation pills to feed Little Gray and Little White.

But the old man didn't blame her for anything, but whispered: "This kind of spirit is rare, born with the ability to inquire and predict, and it is also very suitable for you. If you can sign a blood contract, it is not a choice... Of course, speaking of which, the spiritual turtle spirit is better!"

Speaking of this, the old man showed excitement: "Su Su, this time Grandpa has found a treasure! The Xie family is worthy of being a benevolent family. Just now I secretly went up to see, that spiritual turtle shell was naturally shed after the spiritual turtle died of old age. Not only is the quality extremely high, but the age is about three thousand years deep. And from the spiritual patterns on the shell, it is also the most auspicious mysterious turtle bloodline..."

"Such a mysterious turtle does not eat blood-food, is untainted by the resentment of living beings, and avoids misfortune while seeking luck; its spirituality is extremely profound. Moreover, the turtle shell is devoid of any malice, killing intent, or resentment. To worship it as a spirit master is to possess a true auspicious spirit. It is enough to shelter you with endless good fortune, keep you from disaster, and its ability to protect its master is the strongest. It is also the most suitable Foundation Establishment spirit object for you! It will never be like me and your late father, who worshipped demon spirits as gods and were denounced as heretics. Compared to the white fox prepared for you originally, it is better by an unknown number of times."

The old man said, and couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly sighing: "It's just that this turtle shell is the prize of this gambling duel, mostly intended for some noble family disciple. If I force my way out, I'm afraid I will offend these people..."

After thinking for a long time, the old man gritted his teeth and said: "Su Su, your future is important. At worst, after getting it, I will give up this foundation in Jiankang and take you away. Although noble families are strong, they also care about face. I think as long as we leave in time, no one will care about scattered cultivators like us who are like dust."

Su Su was ignorant and grabbed Grandpa's sleeve with some worry.

But he had already made up his mind, so he had to take the risk to go up and try.

At this time, another noble family disciple was already showing his means on the stage. It was the noble family direct descendant who had been pointed out by Zhou Liulang. He took out six psychic coins and placed them in his palm.

The six psychic magic coins spun, and he threw them, and many hexagram runes flashed.

That noble family disciple cast this Six-Line Divination Method. The Dao of Heavenly Machine is broad and profound. Even among noble family disciples, very few are proficient in this external Dao. Now seeing someone show this hand, they stretched their necks one after another, watching intently. Only to see that person close his eyes and calculate for a while, then suddenly open his eyes, and point his finger in front of several noble family elders, drawing a character...

Others dared not release their spiritual sense in front of several Yin Spirit Great Cultivators, so they naturally couldn't see this character, but the spiritual sense of Wang Longxiang and Qian Chen and others could fully perceive it.

This is the character 'Plum'!

Sitting in the lower seat beside He Shao was Zhou Yin, the patriarch of the Lujiang Zhou family. This person looked about seventy years old, with five wisps of long beard under his jaw, truly a square and gentlemanly appearance. Seeing the heavenly machine calculation ability shown by the noble family disciple below, he raised his head and laughed: "This is a disciple of the Lu family! The Lu family's family style is good, and the family disciples have talent. Although the pill is sixth rank, this heavenly machine technique can also get the fur. Now it seems that he has already entered the rank! It shows his understanding. If there is a little opportunity, it is not impossible to have a day to support the Lu family."

The Lu family disciple was overjoyed and hurriedly made a big bow.

Hearing the Zhou family Yin Spirit Venerable say: "Your heavenly machine Dao is shallow, but your cultivation is still shallow, I am afraid this top prize will not fall into your hands. But since you have this ability, I will not be stingy with rewards. Come, take the six psychic magic coins I collected and bestow them upon him!"

Immediately, a disciple of the Zhou family responded, taking out a wooden box containing six spirit-communicating coins, ancient in style and with a smooth, mellow patina.

The Lu family disciple looked at the magic coins in the box, even more pleasantly surprised. The psychic magic coins in his hand were just cultivated, and these six had at least three hundred years of heat. Compared to the magic coins in his hand that could barely be called psychic coins, they were more than ten times stronger.

Immediately, he thanked the Venerable with a big bow and retreated holding the box.

After he came down, the scattered cultivator old man was eager to try. Seeing that the several True Immortals and Venerables on it were very kind in their words, and the rewards were not stingy, thinking that his granddaughter's foundation building was at a critical juncture, only lacking such a suitable spiritual object, he gritted his teeth and walked up boldly, bowing: "I am also willing to try!" ===== CHAPTER 407 =====