Fortune Teller

Under night.

A flying boat speeds across the sky.

Gu Xiuyun leaned on the railing and looked down at the earth.

The secret world without the sun, moon and stars is pitch black in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of practitioners, even a glimmer of light can be seen clearly.

In the mountains and forests, there are some mortals walking in small groups along the official road. What they rely on is a dim oil lamp. Occasionally, someone stumbles over gravel, but they can only get up silently and continue moving forward.

These mortals are from the Shen Fire Kingdom.

When the evil spirits from outside the world invaded, the Jifeng Kingdom sent a large number of mortals to the banks of the Chonghua River, but there was no movement from the Shenhuo Kingdom and the Jinhuang Kingdom. Even if some mortals wanted to leave the towns, they could not move forward because of the darkness of the sky and the lack of the guidance of the gods.

Until later, Elder Fusong caused trouble in all directions.

The Shenhuo Kingdom and the Jinhuang Kingdom couldn't wait to move the statues to the Chonghua River. Those mortals lost the golden light of the statues and could no longer survive, so they could only rush to the Chonghua River in groups.

"The disputes in the immortal realm have affected these innocent mortals." Gu Xiuyun shook his head and sighed.

Neither the Eight-Eyed Sect nor the Four Great Sects are willing to take action against mortals, but both parties are the masters of the world. How can every move not involve the mortal world?

The secret world without the sun, moon and stars is just a dry river.

Immortal practitioners can walk on the river bank and look down at the common people.

Mortals, on the other hand, can only wander in the mud and find water with difficulty.

Gu Xiuyun's eyes were extremely deep. He not only saw the sight of mortals struggling to move forward, but also saw these mortals losing their way in the darkness, and finally despairing and dying on the endless mountain road.

The dead mortals are only a very small number in the secret world, and there are countless mortals who are struggling hard.

At this moment, Gu Xiuyun thought of his previous life.

Once upon a time, he was like these mortals, struggling in the quagmire of darkness. For the chance of survival, he calculated every day, made friends with masters in the world, and became a brother of the opposite sex with Qin Baishou, the richest man in the world.

All kinds of calculations have been planned for nearly ten years, but in the end they were still blocked by fate. If Peng Zu had not appeared, Gu Xiuyun would have turned into a pile of bones.

His gaze became more distant, and his mind drifted to every corner of the secret world.

At this moment, countless images appeared in Gu Xiuyun's mind.

That is what mortals in the secret world see and think.

After repairing the seventh destiny star bead, his destiny clan magical power has been greatly enhanced, and it is no less than his previous life.

With almost a thought, he can sense the past and future of countless mortals, as well as the celestial variables.

Thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, every mortal's thoughts are echoing in Gu Xiuyun's mind. Their past and future are like a picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival. As the scroll is rolled out, one scene after another, with no end in sight. .

In his previous life, although Gu Xiuyun had such magical powers, he could not bear them due to the limitations of his mental strength. But now his soul is no less than the fifth level of Kaimai, and is even close to the sixth level.

Such a powerful mind can naturally withstand massive amounts of information.

At this moment, countless scenes intertwined in Gu Xiuyun's mind, gradually turning into thin threads, pulling countless mortals' pasts and guiding their futures.

And those threads form a large network, densely packed throughout the entire secret world.

"Is this the essence of heaven and earth?"

Gu Xiuyun was at a loss. He seemed like an ignorant child who had just stepped out of the well and looked at the sky.

Those silk threads are condensed into the endless earth, the ethereal sky, and everything in the world is composed of silk threads.

These threads are intertwined with each other, occasionally connected together, and then separated at a certain point. Some of them have never been separated in life after life. They are a pair of mandarin ducks in the past life, and their love for each other exudes flawless light.

Unknowingly, Gu Xiuyun sat down cross-legged, with a faint Taoist rhyme filling his body.

…

After an unknown amount of time, the flying boat landed by Pengze Lake, and the two high priests walked out of the cabin.

"After flying for a whole day, we finally arrived at Pengze Lake." High Priest Yan Zhan looked at the lake and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, this place has not been swept away by evil spirits from outside, otherwise we would be in trouble!"

"Elder Li Kongmen has not recovered from his serious injury. Even if we borrow his courage, we would not dare to go to Pengze Lake and act recklessly." High Priest Zhenhuang laughed lightly.

"That makes sense."

Pengze Lake was blocked by a large formation, and there were many Xuanguangtai priests stationed in it. Even if Elder Fusong was lurking nearby, he couldn't tell how many strong people there were in the formation, so how could he dare to risk his life?

Although the current Elder Fusong has recovered his body, his strength is not even 30% compared to before entering the secret realm. Naturally, he does not dare to confront the Eight-Eyed Sect head-on.

"Fellow Taoist Cherish Life, time is running out, let's quickly dismantle the formation!" High Priest Yan Zhan shouted.

There was a sound, but Gu Xiuyun remained motionless.

"Fellow Taoist Cherish your life?"

The two high priests looked suspicious and walked to Gu Xiuyun.

It was only then that they discovered that Gu Xiuyun was surrounded by a strong Dao Yun aura. The aura was almost as strong as the simultaneous use of several Dao Yun secret techniques.

"What's going on, fellow Daoist Xi Ming?" High Priest Yan Zhan looked confused.

"With such a strong Taoist aura, it seems that fellow Taoist Xi Ming has had an epiphany!" High Priest Zhenhuang pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Epiphany?"

"It should be right," the High Priest Zhenhuang said in a deep voice, "I have seen records of epiphany in ancient books. It is a state that is close to the connection between heaven and man. During the epiphany, the mind is in harmony with the great road, and the mysteries of heaven and earth are revealed. The understanding continues to deepen, even if it is only for a moment, it is worth months of practice."

"I never thought that Taoist Taoist Cherishing My Life would have such an opportunity. I have been practicing for five hundred years and have never experienced the feeling of enlightenment." High Priest Yan Zhan sighed.

"Although epiphany is rare, we have precious cultivation places such as Star Terrace and Yuquan Cave, and we have divine eyes to help us, so we don't need to worry too much." The high priest Zhenhuang looked indifferent.

Although the Eight-Eyed Divine Sect has declined, each of the treasures left behind are beyond the imagination of the world. The Yuquan Cave alone has a mysterious effect that is no less than an epiphany.

"Having said that, it's rare for Taoist Taoist Xi Ming to fall into an epiphany, so we'd better not disturb him."

High Priest Yan Zhan walked towards the outside of the flying boat.

High Priest Zhenhuang stared at Gu Xiuyun for a few times, shook his head, smiled, and turned to leave.

…

Gu Xiuyun sat there for nine days.

His mind wandered among countless threads, observing the birth, old age, illness, and death of mortals, the past and the future.

Occasionally, a thread suddenly appears ripples, which means it has an intersection with a practitioner and is thus separated from the destiny of heaven and earth.

These threads are so densely packed that it is impossible to count how many there are, and they all come from ordinary mortals.

With the power of Gu Xiuyun's mind, he can only bear the threads of fate of human beings. As for beasts, insects, trees and even microorganisms, the number is much larger. Even if he breaks through to the Douxiao realm, he cannot sense all the threads of fate.