Fortune Teller

"Peng Keng..."

Gu Xiuyun narrowed his eyes.

He is too familiar with this person!

Peng Keng is Peng Zu of the Tianming Clan and the predecessor of Gu Xiuyun. By now, the two parties have long been strangers.

After the death of the Zen protector, many true sages and venerables came to ask for Gu Xiuyun to take them out of the holy world of reincarnation, but Peng Keng did not show up.

There is an innate grudge between the two, and neither wants to have anything to do with the other.

But since only Peng Zu had gone in, then he would have to see him even if he didn't see him.

Gu Xiuyun raised his hand and violent infuriating energy poured into the depths of the void. In an instant, a massive amount of ink light fell into his palm.

"With these ink lights, it should be no problem to enter the fifth level of transcendence. As for the sixth level, we will definitely not be able to get it together."

The bloody figure stepped forward and disappeared between heaven and earth.

…

In the eastern void, deep in a rather remote and desolate realm.

The sloppy old man sat in the clouds, overlooking the earth. Below him were countless frail mortals, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Some people study hard and want to gain fame.

Some fought in battles and exchanged their lives for merit.

Some walk in the mountains and fields, carrying burdens, sweating under the scorching sun, just to support their families.

"The vast sky and earth breed the creatures in the world. This is cause and effect."

"Parents and relatives raise children and future generations. This is cause and effect."

"Hundreds of schools of thought wrote articles and classics to educate the world. This is cause and effect."

"..."

Looking at the vast land, the sloppy old man murmured to himself, a ray of light flashed in his eyes from time to time, and his whole body was filled with mysterious fluctuations of seventh-level cause and effect.

No one knew that in the eastern void, deep in a desolate and withered realm, there was a venerable master who understood the mysteries of the seventh level.

"Once you become enlightened in one lifetime, you will be able to understand the mystery of the seventh level of cause and effect. My fellow Taoist's wisdom will amaze me." A voice came from the void.

The sloppy old man quickly raised his head.

At the end of the sky, a bloody figure was seen walking forward. It seemed slow, but each step could travel hundreds of millions of miles, and it arrived in front of him in a matter of seconds.

"Cherish your life!"

The sloppy old man's expression suddenly became more solemn, "You came to me to avenge what happened in the past?"

"So what if it is, so what if it isn't," Gu Xiuyun's eyes were as dark as water, "Peng Zu, there is an old grudge between you and me. We should meet each other at some point."

"Peng Zu has died a long time ago, and there is only Peng Keng in the world." The sloppy old man took a deep breath, "Since you are here, you must have known about my deal with Patriarch Tianji. As of now, I don't want to make any excuses, nor do I want to settle for anything. Live, do it!”

"I see."

Looking at the sloppy old man in front of him, Gu Xiuyun suddenly felt enlightened.

No wonder he was able to get rid of the rules of heaven and earth and walk step by step along the path set by the founder of Tianji.

Presumably as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, Peng Zu sold his true form of the human race to Master Tianji.

In return, Peng Zu was able to cut off the cause and effect and survive in the world as his second true body.

"You are selling yourself, not Pindao, so what kind of grudge is that?"

Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly, "The person who has a grudge against me is the Patriarch Tianji. Since he plotted against me, he should pay the price."

"In that case, what are you doing here?" The sloppy old man frowned.

"I want to go to a place, a place that only you have been to in the world today," Gu Xiuyun said in a deep voice, "If I remember correctly, you discovered the Infinite God Refining Formation spread throughout the world in that place, right?"

"You want to go there?"

The sloppy old man shook his head decisively, "It's impossible. Not to mention that I can't tell you the location. Even if I tell you, you won't be able to find it. The master of the secret realm once said that no one can go there unless they are destined."

"Whether you find her or not is my business. Whether you tell her or not is your business." Gu Xiuyun's eyes flashed coldly.

Looking at the bloody figure in front of him, the sloppy old man was silent for a long time, and finally said, "If you really want to go, you can go to the eastern void to look for it. In addition, the secret realm records the process of eight ancestors entering it. I can draw a picture for you. Whether you can find a topographic map depends on your own luck!"

As he spoke, the sloppy old man wielded his divine power, and the dust from the sky melted into his palm, forming a simple sand table.

"Thank you."

Gu Xiuyun took the sand table picture and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and stared at the sloppy old man several times.

"Other than that, I really have nothing else to tell you." Peng Keng shook his head.

"No, that's not it." A strange light flashed in Gu Xiuyun's eyes, "Throughout the ages, only a few people have been able to enter that secret realm. Everyone has amazing talents or unparalleled opportunities, but in my opinion, you don't seem to have gotten it. What a benefit.”

The sloppy old man frowned and wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say.

Indeed, from ancient times to the present, a total of nine people have entered the secret realm, each leaving clear records, and three of them have become world masters.

Others also have great opportunities.

Only Peng Keng only got an incomplete Infinite God Refining Formation, which was of little use to his own practice.

"Perhaps your opportunity is not there."

Gu Xiuyun raised his hand and waved.

A bronze palace appeared in the void. There was a golden stone pillar on the top of the palace, which was covered with dense patterns.

"This thing is called the Buddha Realm in the Palm. Part of it was originally the ancient palace of samsara in the Langhuan realm, and part of it was the samsara heart formation in the Moro realm. When the two are combined into one, it is the true treasure of samsara and the inheritance of the holy Buddha. You can take it Go!”

"Buddha Realm in the palm of your hand?!" The sloppy old man's eyes widened.

He had heard Dong Yan, Long Yang, Zhiming and other true masters talk about this treasure.

If it weren't for this thing, it would be impossible for Zen guardians to survive for hundreds of millions of years, let alone understand the rules of cause and effect and enter the realm of world respect.

Such a precious treasure, Gu Ximing was so easily handed over to him?

"Why?"

Peng Keng quickly raised his head, but Gu Xiuyun could no longer be found.

…

Hundreds of billions of miles away.

The blood light was overwhelming, and a figure stepped forward, the whole body filled with pure energy.

"Throughout the ages, only nine people have been to the secret realm, and three of them have become world masters. It can be seen that that secret realm... not everyone can enter it."

"Peng Zu, since you have gone in, there must be something special about it."

"And you follow the cause and effect system. With one lifetime of practice, you can comprehend the seven levels of mysteries in just a few hundred thousand years. There should be nothing wrong with entrusting the Buddhist world to you in the palm of your hand."

Gu Xiuyun had a faint smile on his face.

He also has selfish motives and wants to hand over the Buddhist world in his hands to Yan Su Shi, Geng Yang, Wu Wenjin Dolphin, Lan Chonghe... But not everyone can bear the weight of the core disciples of Qingxiao Temple.

This burden is too heavy.

Since Peng Zu can be recognized, he must have astonishing talents and tremendous opportunities to enter that secret realm. Only such a person will not let down the Buddha Realm in the palm of his hand.

"It's a pity that this is an inherited treasure of cause and effect, but Yue Yatou cultivates the illusion of destiny. Otherwise, in which cycle will you get this treasure?"

The bloody figure sped towards Black Lock Mountain.

With Mo Mang in hand, it's time to take a step further and step into the fifth level of transcendence.

By then, even if his strength is not as good as the Nine Difficulties, he is no less powerful than the real Eight Difficulties Realm Master, and he can go into the dangerous places of the underground abyss.