Fortune Teller

Above the vast stars, a figure appeared out of thin air.

"This is the star?"

Gu Xiuyun looked into the distance and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The land in front of us is desolate and vast.

There are stone platforms all over the ground, and there are a large number of jade slips and Taoist books placed on each stone platform, and there is almost no end in sight.

A whole constellation of stars is filled with classics.

"The Zuo Dao Star is the most complicated, and 90% of the Dao Book is of no use. The remaining 10% may be very precious, but it may not be useful to you." A ray of light condensed into a golden insect and appeared next to Gu Xiuyun, "This place has become silent. After tens of thousands of years, there is finally a living person, and I don’t have to talk to myself anymore!”

Gu Xiuyun's eyes showed a strange color. The golden insect was very petite, but it exuded a strange aura, like a giant, and seemed to be able to suppress him at any time.

"Are you the senior who transmitted the message just now?"

"Besides me, is there another living being in the core place?" Jin Chong glanced at Gu Xiuyun, "After tens of thousands of years, I thought the Eight-Eyed True Master was completely dead, but it seems that he still has a breath left. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to give you the regular patterns.”

"The Eight-Eyed True Master is not dead?"

"I don't know, maybe he's dead, maybe he's not dead, maybe he's not dead or alive." Gold Insect said softly.

Gu Xiuyun blinked, not understanding what this meant!

"I can only tell you that 70,000 years ago, the Eight-Eyed True Master had just survived the fourth tribulation after the disaster. Logically speaking, he could live for at least another hundred thousand years, but in just 20,000 years, he was inexplicably... If he disappears, he definitely won’t die from one of the three disasters, so where will he go and where will he die?”

Jin Chong raised his head and looked into the distance, "You junior, it's not a good choice. You have to choose the Left Dao Star. There are all side ways here. No matter how hard you practice, you can't reach the top of the Immortal Dao."

"This junior has a reason to choose," Gu Xiuyun smiled bitterly, "Senior, where is the inheritance of Tianji Pavilion?"

"It seems to be ninety-five thousand miles to the southwest." Jin Chong stared at Gu Xiuyun and took a closer look. "With your talent, you can definitely join the divine religion and become a contemporary high priest. According to the rules set by the Eight-Eyed True Master The rules are that the priest of Yaoritai can choose three stars, the great spirit demon can choose two stars, and the Dharma Protector can only choose one star. "

"If you accept its advantages, you must also bear its disadvantages," Gu Xiuyun looked calmly, "If I really become the high priest of the divine sect, I will definitely fight to the death with the four Changli sects. By then, even the master will not be able to save me!! "

Nowadays, Gu Xiuyun is just a protector of the Dharma. He does not get many benefits and can withdraw at any time.

If you join the Eight-Eyed Sect and become the high priest, there will really be no way out!

The ninth-grade powerful masters and even the venerables of the four Changli sects may have noticed him and did not notice anything unusual, because Gu Xiuyun was just a dharma king outside the sect, and the golden lines were covered up by the venerable Gengyang, so he was safe and sound.

But if he becomes the high priest, the overwhelming cause and effect cannot be concealed at all.

"The Four Sects of Changli? They are just a bunch of slaves who rebelled against their master!"

Jin Chong seemed to be a little disdainful, "The real strong men in the heavens realm did not take action, but they were jumping happily. That old ghost from Li Kongmen was the most loyal to the true master when he was alive. Later, the true master fell silent, but he was The first to rebel."

As he said that, Jin Chong couldn't help but sneer a few times.

"Venerable Li Kongmen is the most loyal?" Gu Xiuyun blinked.

I really didn’t see it.

Among the four sects of Changli, the Likong sect was the most ruthless. It was the Venerable Likong sect who ordered the extermination of mortals. This shows how much he hates the Eight-Eyed Sect.

"They're just a bunch of clowns," Jin Chong curled his lips, "The real masters from the heavens and other major foreign lands are the tigers behind them. They haven't yet determined the life and death of the eight-eyed master, so they didn't take action. Once the truth is found out, the gods will The teaching will die out in an instant.”

"I even suspect that there are already several true masters who know the specific location of the core place. Although the starry sky is vast, it is not endless."

"Starry sky??" Gu Xiuyun's eyes widened, "Senior, what you mean is... that the starry sky just now was not the Sumeru space, but the real starry sky?"

"What do you think?"

…

The golden insect seemed to have endless things to say, and kept chattering beside Gu Xiuyun until he came to the southwest area.

The lower part is also covered with stone platforms. Each stone platform has a radius of a hundred feet and contains a large number of jade slips and Taoist books.

Gu Xiuyun's soul thoughts spread thousands of miles around, and he read thousands of classics at the same time.

After a moment, he shook his head and flew towards the other side.

The Zuodao Star is extremely huge, almost as big as the Wuxiang Sky. The millions of giant stars are completely obscured by mysterious power. Standing in the starry sky, even Zhenzun can't see anything unusual.

Three days later, Gu Xiuyun finally found the secret book of Tianji Pavilion 20,000 miles away.

"Speech talk!"

He casually opened a Taoist book that was about ten feet thick. It was full of blood-colored words, including ancient words, special patterns and symbols, and many inexplicable magic formulas.

"Earth grain theory? Turtle shell theory? And star theory?"

Looking at the book of Taoism in front of him, Gu Xiuyun calculated repeatedly with his hands, sometimes closing his eyes in deep thought.

After a moment, he looked at another Taoist book.

"Junior, can you understand Tianji Pavilion's exercise manual??" Jin Chong was a little surprised, "Tianji Pavilion likes to talk about gods and gods the most. Many of the secrets of exercises are hidden in weird magic formulas, and outsiders can't see it at all. I understand, so the Tianji Pavilion inheritance has been thrown here. For hundreds of thousands of years, apart from Ju Chen, the younger generation, you are the second one to be interested in them. "

"Ju Chen, who is it?"

"An eighth-grade true artistic conception has long since died," Jin Chong said. "When the Tianji Pavilion was destroyed, the divine religion seized a large amount of inheritance, including many secret treasures used to calculate the heavenly secrets. That junior Ju Chen seems to have some knowledge of the calculations of the heavenly secrets. He has a unique insight and has actually understood some of the classics. I vaguely remember that he has more than 10,000 black bamboo sticks in his hands, and he often uses them, I don’t know what he is doing!”

"Black bamboo stick, is this a bamboo stick?"

Gu Xiuyun quickly waved his spiritual power and condensed the appearance of the turtle's black armor.

"Yes, it's this kind of bamboo stick. Have you seen it?" Jin Chong asked curiously.

"It turns out those turtle black armor sticks are his relics," Gu Xiuyun suddenly realized, "No wonder Tianji's legacy has to be searched everywhere. More than 10,000 turtle black armor sticks, if they form a perfect hexagram sign array, it will definitely be a piece of treasure." The top secret treasure.”

The turtle's black armor is covered with mysterious patterns. From its shape alone, you can tell that it comes from an extremely powerful 100,000-year-old turtle, and it has probably survived for 129,600 years. A terrifying existence that was finally killed by three disasters and nine disasters.

"Senior, are those bamboo sticks also the treasures of Tianji Pavilion?"

"Maybe," Jin Chong frowned and thought for a moment, "Not all the Tianji Pavilion inheritance is here."