The Strongest Qi Refiner

"The round head, is it a bald head?" Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly.

He suddenly remembered someone.

That was the smiling monk whom Jiang Daoren saw in his memory.

In Jiang Daoren's memory, this monk has always had a smile on his face and looked kind and kind.

And his body shape is very similar to the phantom that Fang Yu just saw, a little bloated and a little fat.

Could it be that the back that Fang Yu saw was the monk! ?

But Fang Yu had never seen this person or dealt with him.

The wall of prophecy let him see this man, what does it symbolize?

Yan Zhen said before that what the Wall of Prophecy sees has different symbolic meanings.

Sometimes you see good things to come, sometimes a treasure, sometimes... an enemy or bad luck.

Fang Yu saw the twelve-winged divine envoy last time, and that was obviously the enemy.

But this time, when I see the back of this monk, what does it symbolize?

The last time he saw the twelve-winged angel, he could observe it in all directions in his mind.

In other words, the appearance of the twelve-winged angel was completely imprinted in his mind.

But this time, he only saw the phantom, and it was very likely that it was just a back, and he didn't see the front, let alone the specific face.

Fang Yu closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at Yan Zhen.

"What did you see again?" Yan Zhen looked at Fang Yu, his eyes full of wonder.

"I saw a back," Fang Yu said. "It's probably the back of a monk. What does this mean? Good or bad?"

"Back?" Yan Zhen frowned and asked with puzzled eyes, "Didn't you see the specific face of this person?"

"No." Fang Yu replied.

Yan Zhen's face changed, and he muttered, "This is impossible... The vision given by the Wall of Prophecy must be extremely clear."

Fang Yu did not speak.

At this moment, he was trying to compare the vague back he saw with the monk Jiang Daoren remembered.

To be honest, whether it is the back he just saw or the monk Jiang Daoren remembers, it is actually very vague.

Linking the two is a little far-fetched.

But Fang Yu couldn't think of any other possibility for the time being, so he could only temporarily regard the monk as the master of the back.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Fang Yu asked, looking at Yan Zhen in front of him.

Yan Zhen's face was shocked, he shook his head and said, "I... don't know why this happened."

Fang Yu nodded and asked again, "Have you performed divination recently?"

"...Yes." Yan Zhen's expression changed, he seemed to be hesitating, but he finally answered.

"What is your divination?" Fang Yu asked.

Yan Zhen shook his head lightly and said, "Routine divination is not what I want to know, and I can get what... but what the divination appears to be, I can know what..."

"Okay, don't twist the tongue, just say what you saw." Fang Yu interrupted Yan Zhen's words and said.

Yan Zhen's face became solemn, and he said, "My last divination was four days ago. The divination at that time...was quite dangerous."

"How?" Fang Yu asked.

"The appearance of this divination indicates that the disaster star will land." Yan Zhen said, his face became more calm, "Moreover, there is not only one disaster star... but blooming everywhere."

"Blooming everywhere..." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

"Judging from the divination visualization, disaster is coming." Yan Zhen glanced at the dozen or so mages behind him, took a deep breath, and said.

"What level do you think this disaster is?" Fang Yu asked.

Yan Zhen shook his head and said solemnly: "It is impossible to predict, but once so many disaster stars land, they will inevitably have a great impact."

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Listening to the truth, that is, there is a great disaster to come.

blossom everywhere……

Fang Yu suddenly thought of the map he had just seen in White Sky Valley.

Those flickering spots of light...seem to be blooming all over the place.

"Thank you for the information, I'm leaving." Fang Yu said to Yanzhen.

Yan Zhen nodded lightly and said, "Next, if you need any help, you can come to me at any time."

Hearing this, Fang Yu glanced at Yan Zhen, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Yan Zhen raised his right hand.

A halo appeared under Fang Yu's feet.

Soon, he disappeared from sight.

...

After Fang Yu left, all the mages present looked at Yanzhen and asked, "Master Yanzhen, didn't you say before... the news that the disaster is approaching, it has not been verified, can't you spread it out!? Why are you talking to the other party? feather……"

Yan Zhen shook his head lightly and said, "Fang Yu...is qualified to know this news."

"Archmage, this disaster...is it really unavoidable?" Another mage asked with a pale face, "Or...find out the disaster star in advance and eliminate it..."

Yan Zhen sighed, turned to look at the Wall of Prophecy, and said, "In the face of this disaster, each of us is as small as gravel."

"Although I don't want to say that, I still have to tell you the real situation."

"This disaster is a rare event in ten thousand years, and it is bound to come. We... can't stop it from coming."

Hearing this sentence, the expressions of more than a dozen mages present changed, and the horror in their eyes could not be further increased.

"Archmage, don't we... have no hope of confrontation?" Another mage asked in a trembling voice.

"Hope... naturally there is." Yan Zhen turned to look outside and said, "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, when the black star arrives, the red star will inevitably be born."

"Let's wait and see... I personally still have hope."

"Red Star..."

Yan Zhen looked ahead, her eyes flickering.

...

After leaving the headquarters of the Orderer, Fang Yu returned home directly.

This trip made him receive a lot of information at once.

Baikonggu has returned to normal, so Wuchenzi's deity...where did it go?

Then there is the connection between the abnormal situation around the thirty-seven circles and the disaster that Yan Zhen said.

The last point is the bald back that I saw on the Wall of Prophecy.

Is this person the same as the monk Jiang Daoren remembers?

This monk is Jiang Daoren's guide... It was this monk who told Jiang Daoren about the existence of the Holy Court and brought him to know Wuchenzi.

In other words, there is a high probability that Wuchenzi also knows this monk.

Thinking like this, Fang Yu returned to the top floor of the Bamboo Building. The first thing he did was to activate the Yin Ling Yin and contact Jiang Daoren's body.

Then, he checked Jiang Daoren's memory again and searched for everything about that monk.

The last time Jiang Daoren saw the monk was more than 400 years ago.

It was before he entered the Holy Court and knew Wuchenzi.

He hasn't seen the monk since then.

But the name of the monk has appeared several times.

However, the content of these conversations is of little value.

After checking his memory again, Fang Yu's image of the monk became clearer.

This monk seems to be a member of the Shenyin Society.

At the same time, he is likely to be the first group of people to enter the Holy Court.

But he was rather mysterious and didn't reveal any superfluous information.

Jiang Daoren was very grateful to the monk, but he had no chance to see the monk again.

In memory, Jiang Daoren seems to think that Wuchenzi is very familiar with the monk...

Therefore, Wuchenzi is still the most critical person.

And Jiang Daoren has a way to contact Wuchenzi.

There are many things these days that must be resolved one by one.

Now, the most promising quick fix... is the dust-free child.

Therefore, Fang Yu turned his attention to Wuchenzi again.

"It's almost time for Li Mofan to die, so he can use Daoren Jiang to contact Wuchenzi." Fang Yu thought.

...

Jiang's house, in the attic.

Daoren Jiang, who had been meditating, opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and took out a talisman from the storage ring.

The Fu Di was taken out, and Daoren Jiang silently recited the magic formula.

"Zi la..."

The talisman in his hand burned with a burst of blue flames.

Then, this blue flame floated in front of Daoren Jiang like a mirror.

Looking at the blue flames in front of him, Jiang Daoren's eyes flickered slightly.

After a while, he tentatively said, "Wuchenzi."

In the blue flames, there was no response.

Jiang Daoren frowned slightly and was about to speak again.

"What's the matter with me?"