Celestial being

"I have three secret techniques here, all of which are secretly taught by the Da Luo sect." Nan Shangfeng took out three jade slips and handed them over.

Yuan Ming scanned the three jade slips with his spiritual consciousness and found that one of them was called Heart of Ice, which was an ice-attribute secret technique, one was called Shadow Escape, which was an earth-attribute escape technique, and the last one was called Wanxiang Wind Spirit. , which belongs to the magical power of wind attribute attack.

Although these three techniques should be regarded as quite sophisticated in the outside world, they may not be able to penetrate Wu Yu's eyes.

"I'll do it." Yuan Ming took out a jade slip and wrote the key points of "The Art of Heavenly Evolution" inside.

While he was memorizing the key points, he inquired about Xuan Ye's identity with his clerk. The clerk didn't know much about Xuan Ye. He only knew that Xuan Ye was the housekeeper of Master Wu Yu's mansion.

Master Wu Yu never shows up on weekdays, leaving all chores to Xuan Ye.

Yuan Ming nodded, quickly finished writing Tian Yan's Technique, left his name, and then handed the jade slip to the clerk.

"Send it over for me."

The waiter said yes, trotted out of the teahouse, and handed Yuan Ming's jade slip into Xuan Ye's hand.

After hearing this, Xuan Ye looked up and his eyes met Yuan Ming's. There seemed to be a hint of surprise on his face. He nodded and quickly looked away.

Soon, the time for burning incense came. Xuan Ye finished counting the jade slips handed over by everyone and turned around and entered the mansion.

Everyone outside the house seemed quite nervous, and some people were walking back and forth anxiously from time to time.

Yuan Ming and Nan Shangfeng also came outside, but did not join in and stood outside the crowd.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, are you sure that your secret technique will allow Master Wu Yu to see us? What if it fails?" Nan Shangfeng asked anxiously.

"If it doesn't work, let's find another way." Yuan Ming said calmly.

The art of Tianyan is also a secret method of divination. As long as Master Wu Yu doesn't know how to do it, it should arouse his interest.

Half an hour later, the door of the mansion opened again, and Xuan Ye walked out.

"Mr. Xuan Ye, what did Master Wu Yu say?"

"Master, is there anyone you like today?"

The cultivators outside the door immediately greeted him expectantly.

"Everyone, please be patient. The master has taken a fancy to a secret technique today." Xuan Ye said calmly.

As he spoke, his eyes drifted towards Yuan Ming outside the crowd.

"Fellow Taoist Wan, Master Wu Yu is waiting for you." Xuan Ye said with cupped hands.

The crowd all looked at Yuan Ming and the two of them, with confusion, shock, envy, and many other complex emotions on their faces.

Yuan Ming nodded slightly as if he had expected it, and walked forward slowly.

Nan Shangfeng suppressed his excitement and followed Yuan Ming.

He had not told the truth to Yuan Ming before. He had accompanied another person to Master Wu Yu's place earlier. He had waited for more than two years and offered secret techniques to see Master Wu Yu three times in a row. Unfortunately, they all ended in failure.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Ming made such a seemingly casual move and asked Master Wu Yu to meet him.

Looking at Yuan Ming's back, Nan Shangfeng's eyes were complicated, and a certain decision in his heart became more firm.

Under the envious and jealous eyes of the monks, the two followed Xuan Ye into the mansion.

"Fellow Taoist Xuan Ye, I didn't expect that we would meet again in just half a month." Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"Yes, if I had known that Wan Taoist friends were coming to Black Tiger City, we would have gone together that day." There were no outsiders, and Xuan Ye's expression was no longer cold, and he smiled.

"Brother Wan, do you know each other?" Nan Shangfeng asked Yuan Ming through a message, and the title became friendly.

"Well, we met once in Yinshan City." Yuan Ming glanced at Nan Shangfeng and replied briefly.

Nan Shangfeng scratched his head in embarrassment and stopped interrupting.

"Unexpectedly, fellow Taoist Xuan Ye is Master Wu Yu's man. Could it be that Master Wu Yu needs those soul refining pills? If so, Wan still has two pills in his hand and is willing to dedicate them both to Master Wu Yu." Yuan Ming continued to talk with him. Xuan Ye chatted and took out a white porcelain bottle.

"Thank you Wan Daoyou for your kindness. The soul refining pill is needed by others and has nothing to do with Master Wu Yu." Xuan Ye shook his head and said.

Yuan Ming intended to inquire about Master Wu Yu's affairs and took the initiative to chat along the way. Unfortunately, Xuan Ye did not want to say much and just laughed, always with a smile on his face.

The two of them walked all the way to the inside of the mansion, bypassed a beautiful garden, and came to a bamboo pavilion.

"Master Wu Yu is inside, but fellow Taoist Wan is invited to go in alone to talk." Xuan Ye said, his eyes falling on Nan Shangfeng.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Ye has a high level of cultivation. I guess he can see something unusual about my friend. To be honest, Wan came to visit Master Wu Yu today precisely to solve his problem." Yuan Ming cupped his hands and said.

Xuan Ye looked at Nan Shangfeng a few more times, then silently stepped aside.

"Thank you." Yuan Ming thanked him, pushed the door open and walked in, his expression suddenly stunned.

In the bamboo pavilion, a girl who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old was sitting quietly behind a square table.

She has a beautiful appearance, as if she has walked out of a painting. Her thin eyebrows and pink lips are outlined like pen peaks, and her skin is as tender as snow and ice. Although she does not wear pink or pink, she is born with a good face, just by looking at it. , which makes people unable to take their eyes away.

At this time, she was raising her hands to make tea. Her light green silk skirt undulated slightly with her movements. The white gauze on her shoulders was like a bright moon, falling and sweeping lightly, but not stained by a trace of dust.

When she noticed Yuan Ming and the others coming in, she raised her bright eyes slightly, and her watery gaze fell on Yuan Ming, with a clear and agile look as if she wanted to see through him completely.

"Fellow Taoist Wan is here, please take a seat." She put down the teacup with a smile, raised her hand, and invited Yuan Ming and the others to take a seat.

When Nan Shangfeng saw the girl in the green skirt, she stayed there, as if she had been struck by lightning, and her soul flew out of the sky.

When Yuan Ming saw Nan Shangfeng like this, he knew that Nan Shangfeng had relapsed into his old habits. He coughed lightly and summoned up some soul power.

Nan Shangfeng's soul was trembling, and he recovered, but his eyes were still staring at the girl, looking obsessed.

Yuan Ming sighed secretly and urged all living beings to dream of the seal.

Nan Shangfeng's eyes flashed, and he appeared in a white space.

"Illusion space? Brother Wan, was it you?" Nan Shangfeng immediately came back to his senses and shouted to the people around him.

"Friend Nan Dao, you and I are here to visit you today. We must not lose our etiquette." Yuan Ming's voice echoed in the white space.

"Brother Wan, you don't understand. This is my true temperament. When I meet the woman I love, I must have the courage to express it! Today I finally understand what it means to have a beautiful person. I will never forget it when I see it. If I don't see it for a day, I will miss you like crazy. ..." Nan Shangfeng looked obsessed.

"What's your true temperament? You are really lustful..." Yuan Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Nan, this is the most important thing. If you offend Master Wu Yu and drive us out, what will happen to the curse on you?" he reminded.

"Brother Wan, you don't have a favorite woman and you don't understand how I feel at this moment. I am very sure now that Miss Wu Yu is the one I am destined for! For her sake, there is no need to fear death. Let me out quickly! Don't delay me. A great marriage!" Nan Shangfeng said hurriedly, as if he didn't care about life and death, and released his spiritual consciousness to fiercely attack the fantasy space.

However, Nan Shangfeng could not break the illusion space formed by the dream seal of living beings. No matter how it impacted, the white space did not shake even once.

"You should calm down here." Yuan Ming was speechless and said something through the voice transmission, then ignored Nan Shangfeng.

In the real Zhuxuan, Nan Shangfeng was motionless at the moment, with a dull expression, like a stone sculpture.

"The powerful magic power of Ten Thousand Friendships." The girl in the green skirt smiled brightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, and the light in the bamboo pavilion seemed to light up.

Yuan Ming secretly sighed at the girl's grace, and took Nan Shangfeng into the Shura Palace with a flick of his sleeves. He bowed to the girl and said, "Illusion is no more than a trick. My Taoist friend is ridiculous. I am a careless person. Don't be surprised."

"It's just human nature. My fellow Taoists, please take a seat." The girl shook her head slightly.

"Although it's a bit presumptuous, Wan wants to confirm that fellow Taoist is Master Wu Yu, right?" Yuan Ming hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Wan Daoyou doesn't think so?" The girl in green skirt poured Yuan Ming a cup of spiritual tea.

Yuan Ming really didn't expect that Wu Yu was such a young girl, and everyone called her master. He thought she was an old man with an immortal air, but he didn't expect that she was a girl with hair-length hair.

"Master is an expert, so he's just pretending to be a good person." Yuan Ming did not refuse, and sat down opposite the girl, took the tea cup from her hand, and took a sip.

Wu Yu also picked up the teacup and took a sip while looking Yuan Ming up and down with his bright eyes.

"Master, have you expected me to come?" Yuan Ming took a sip.

"Why do fellow Taoist Wan think so?" Wu Yu asked with a smile.

"City gate guard, I got the prophecy from you. The owner of the teahouse outside is taking special care of me. It must not be because of the new customers. The Taoist friend Xuan Ye who led the way outside found me in Yinshan City not long ago. I bought a few soul refining pills here. Maybe it was a coincidence once or twice, but I met them three times. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?" Yuan Ming's smile was full of amusement.

Wu Yu frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about who Yuan Ming was talking about, and after a moment, he showed a look of surprise.

"So that's it. Fellow Taoist Wan may have misunderstood. The prophecy I made for them was only for themselves. I never thought that the people in the prophecy were all fellow Taoists." Wu Yu explained.

"Master, what do you mean, you didn't foresee what would happen today?" Yuan Ming said, considering his words.

"The future is illusory. Even if we monks are proficient in prophecy, we can only vaguely glimpse a corner of the future, but not the whole picture. Even if I can predict some characteristics of someone's destiny, I will never be able to truly see his identity. ." Wu Yu shook his head slightly and explained further.

"So, the master's prophecy technique is good at predicting the fate of others? Wan met a prophet a long time ago, and she specializes in predicting disasters." Yuan Ming felt relieved and said.

"Each prophet has a different destiny, different skills, and naturally specializes in different areas." Wu Yu slowly explained to Yuan Ming.

"I see, Wan has learned a lesson." Yuan Ming nodded thoughtfully.