Fortune Teller

In the void, sixteen phantoms sit cross-legged, each with a solemn appearance, like a god, looking down at the sky and the earth.

"I don't understand, friend. I heard that you have been meditating on the Sun Swallowing Sea God Technique for many years. You must be well aware of the changes in the origin of water and fire. I dare to ask my friend, what is the change of water and fire?"

As soon as the discussion began, the founder of Qingquan Temple launched an attack without hesitation.

The host's expression changed in confusion.

The Sun Swallowing Sea God Technique can be called the biggest scar in his heart. The founder of Qingquan Temple did this like spreading a layer of salt on the scar.

But he still suppressed his anger and spoke.

The ancestors discussed the Tao and would not fight easily. They usually focused on literary fights. You ask a question and I answer it. Then I ask another question and you answer it.

If neither party can answer the question, there will be no winner.

If only one party answers the question and the other party loses, the host of the incense meeting will change the ranking accordingly.

Of course, the questions raised cannot be unrestricted and must be related to the Taoist secrets practiced by the other party. For example, if the master of Wujie is proficient in the Five Elements, if the founder of Qingquan Temple interrogates about wind and thunder, time and space, etc., it will be obvious that he is messing around.

…

While the Patriarch was discussing the Tao, the original rules filled the void, constantly attracting psychic Yin corpses from the depths of the sea.

Disciples from all forces sat in the clouds and listened carefully, including Yan Lu.

In any case, Yan Lu is Zhenxuan Zhenren after all, and he still has the qualifications to participate in the Dharma Incense Festival.

"The discussion between the ancestors involves the original rules. They are too far away from me, so let's continue to study the pictures of strange beasts!"

Yan Lu closed his eyes, and the figures of khaki strange beasts kept flashing in his mind.

For some reason, as he recalled it again and again, the pictures of the strange beasts in his mind became blurry, and his understanding gradually improved.

From somewhere, a voice came.

"The path to immortality is elusive. For countless years, those who have truly come to an end are those with a tenacious heart. Junior, seeing how determined you are, I will give you a chance."

"If you can break through the illusory realm set by Pindao before the performance of the Dharma Incense Meeting is over, you can get my inheritance."

As soon as the words fell, endless illusions surged in, completely wrapping Yan Lu's mind.

"Grandmaster Xianyun?"

Yan Lu was surprised and happy.

He was surprised that Patriarch Xianyun would notice him, and he was happy that Patriarch set a test, which was equivalent to recognizing him. As long as he passed it, he could get the inheritance of Patriarch.

But then, he fell into confusion.

There is a lot of fog in front of us. What should we do to break through the illusion of the ancestor?

…

The disciples of Zhengon Temple did not pay attention to the changes in Yan Lu. They were all listening carefully to their ancestor's discussion. Although it was mysterious and they did not understand it at all, it was still an opportunity and could not be missed easily.

"So ambitious."

Gu Xiuyun glanced around and shook his head secretly.

It’s enough for the True Illusion Realm Master to listen carefully to the teachings of the Patriarch. What’s the use of Douxiao Realm disciples listening to this?

The gap between the six-level mystery, the seventh-level mystery, the eighth-level rules, and the ninth-level origin is as huge as a world of difference. Instead of focusing on these, it is better to continue to polish the foundation.

At the same time, the discussion between the master of confusion and the founder of Qingquan Temple came to an end, and the two founders looked up to the sky.

The Patriarch discusses the Tao, and only the incense meeting host can decide the outcome, and this is usually done by the Celestial Star Realm of the Zangxiang Temple.

"Fellow Taoist Xianyun, you are more proficient in the Five Elements than me. I leave the judgment to you!" Patriarch Zangchen said with a smile.

The powerful eyes of the true artistic conception around him suddenly lit up, including the temple protectors hidden deep in the demonic cloud.

Why did they come all the way? Isn't it just to listen to the sermons of the Heavenly Star Realm?

I don’t understand that the level of the host and the founder of Qingquan Temple is not high, that is, at the early stage of the ninth grade, no one can tell whether the Taoist teachings described are right or wrong.

But what Patriarch Xianyun said is definitely the same.

Gu Xiuyun smiled slightly, said a few words, and then began to comment, "Both Patriarch Qingyang and Patriarch Bujie are good at the origin of water. In addition, the secret techniques they have learned are different, but they are both related to the element of fire. For Water and fire blend together, each holding his own."

"Fusing the origin of water and fire, few people under you can do it, and I have never done it, so I can only tell a story from the mysteries of water and fire..."

In the void, there are bursts of Tao sounds.

Gu Xiuyun did not tell the original rules directly, but started from the mystery of water and fire and worked step by step.

In order to compete for superiority, the two patriarchs did not dare to say too much, for fear that if they said something wrong, they would be at a disadvantage.

Gu Xiuyun has no such worries. After all, he has completely integrated the advanced rules and understood the origin of the five elements. He is very clear about the changes of water and fire.

The mysterious level of Taoism immediately attracted countless Douxiao Realm disciples, who all opened their eyes and listened carefully.

"Grandmaster Xianyun is really open-minded. In addition to the disciples of Zhenyan Temple, there are also fifteen other ancient temples, Zangxiang Temple, other temples and shrines from all over the world. He didn't even have the slightest taboo, and explained the changes of water and fire in such detail. "

A ninth-grade ancestor said in a low voice.

It has always been a rule in the cultivation world that the Dharma is not taught to the six ears. I don't understand what the host told the founder of Qingquan Temple.

Gu Xiuyun actually did the opposite, which surprised everyone in the Zen sect.

However, the face of Patriarch Zangchen who was sitting next to him gradually became serious, and he thought of another possibility.

Gu Xiuyun explained it in such detail, which was equivalent to completely presenting the mysterious fusion of water and fire in front of Douxiao Realm disciples.

For countless disciples, this is an unimaginable temptation. If you can integrate the mysteries of water and fire in advance, your strength will not only increase dramatically, but also you can quickly reach the peak of the eighth level after entering the true realm, and you can even touch the heavenly stone realm. threshold.

But this is just an ideal. It is more likely to be a waste of time. It cannot even cross the seventh level, let alone the threshold of true artistic conception.

There is a price to pay for aiming too high.

"Does this person have the world at heart and wants to preach to the world, or is he plotting against the Zen sect?" Patriarch Zangchen frowned.

There are millions of people listening to the sermon here. After they return, they will definitely record the words of Patriarch Xianyun and spread them around.

At that time, the entire Moro Realm will try to integrate the mysterious, and the impact will be too great.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Zangchen was about to take action to stop him. He hesitated for a moment and then withdrew his Yuan Power.

"Senior Brother Zangchen, what happened?" A ninth-grade Patriarch from Zangxiang Temple asked secretly.

"Xianyun wants to harm my Zen sect." Patriarch Zangchen's eyes were dark.

"Harming my Zen? What does this mean?"

"Don't you see that he wants all Zen disciples to understand the mystery of fusion? Is the mystery of fusion something that ordinary people can understand? Looking at the Moro realm, there can be three or four out of the hundreds of millions of Douxiao realm disciples who can understand fusion. Mysteriously, even if they are lucky, everyone else is wasting their time, and even their true artistic conception is completely hopeless." Patriarch Zangchen gritted his teeth.

"Ah? This...I will immediately use my secret technique to stop this person from preaching." The ninth-grade patriarch showed an anxious look.

"Stop it now, do you think the Zen disciples will be willing to do so? I'm afraid countless people will hate the Zangxiang Temple, including my own disciples. To prevent people from becoming enlightened is a life-or-death enmity." Patriarch Zangchen looked helpless.

He knew very well how difficult it was to fuse with the mysterious, but Douxiao Realm disciples didn't know that.

Seeing a great opportunity appear in front of them, everyone thinks that they are the lucky one who can understand the mystery of fusion and reach the pinnacle of immortality.

It just so happens that the fusion of Mystery is quite simple in the early stage. The initial fusion is almost effortless. The further it goes, the more difficult it becomes. Perfect fusion is not something that can be achieved in the Douxiao Realm.

"This person is too scheming. He is seeking revenge for the previous plot of the Zangxiang Temple." Patriarch Zangchen felt a chill running down his back. "We used a trick to put him in a dilemma. He also responded with a move. There is nothing we can do to stop him now." , not even if we don’t stop.”

"This generation of Douxiao Realm will all be ruined!"

Patriarch Zangchen was sweating on his forehead.

The mystery of fusion is like Pandora's box, full of endless temptations. When faced with it, how many people can resist it?

almost none.

…

After a long time, Gu Xiuyun withdrew his voice and looked around.

The Zen disciples in all the ancient temples and temples on the clouds showed excited expressions, and 30% of them were already impatient to comprehend.

"That's too late!"

Patriarch Zangchen closed his eyes in pain.