Under one person: In my inner scene lives the first generation of heavenly masters

Qingcheng Mountain, surrounded by peaks, undulating, across thousands of miles.

The quaint stone steps lead straight down the towering ancient trees, and countless tourists come to visit and slowly ascend the steps.

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, a young man in a Taoist robe sat in a clearing on the side.

In front of him was a yellow cloth with a pattern of gossip painted on it, and two big characters were written on one side of the pattern: "fortune telling".

He smiled and said to the tourists passing by: "Come here, you might as well count a hexagram, don't want money!"

The tourists who passed by didn't seem to be attracted, but bypassed him from a distance and avoided him.

"Zhong Jiujiu, you are swaggering and deceiving here again!" At

this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest trotted down the stone steps in the distance, shouting at the young man as he ran, and came to him in a short time.

"Senior brother, don't be like this, I'm really telling fortunes.

Seeing this, Zhong Jiujiu hurriedly stood up, hid the yellow cloth behind him, scratched his head and smiled.

"You little cub!" Senior

Brother patted Zhong Jiujiu's head and continued: "How many times have I told you, people can tell fortunes because there is an interior scene, and through the interior scene, you can know the good fortune and the evil, and your interior scene is only a pool of stagnant water..."

But senior brother, my master said that I can sense the good and bad of people, and I don't need an interior scene.

"Uncle He's not a warlock, he's fooling you. The senior brother patted Zhong Jiujiu on the shoulder: "I almost forgot, Uncle Shi is looking for you."

After hearing this, Zhong Jiujiu lowered his head and muttered quietly: "But, I feel that I can really predict..."

"Senior brother, you lighten up..."

As they spoke, the two of them came to the Taoist temple on the mountain, one after the other.

In the Taoist temple, a white-haired old man is sitting on the ground, his body is thin, and he is contemplating with his head down.

"Uncle Shi, I brought September, do you have any orders?" The

old man looked up at Zhong Jiujiu, and then nodded: "September, you stay, and the others will exit first." The

senior brother glanced left and right, and then withdrew from the Taoist temple in a witty manner.

Seeing this, the old man beckoned to Zhong Jiujiu and said, "Good apprentice, come here."

Zhong Jiujiu subconsciously touched his pocket, and then reluctantly walked over: "Master, what are you looking for me

?" The old man stood up and asked softly in Zhong Jiujiu's ear: "During this time, you have earned a lot, right?"

Zhong Jiujiu covered his pocket and said with a very anxious look: "No! Master, don't talk nonsense,

business has been bad lately."

"I've told you, cultivators, these are things outside the body, and I handed them over for the teacher to keep for you. The old man stretched out his hand and looked at Zhong Jiujiu with a smile.

Zhong Jiujiu reluctantly put his hand into his pocket and took out a hundred-yuan bill: "Master, that's all." The

old man took it, and then said, "Don't lie to the master, the master has watched you grow up, so hand them over."

Zhong Jiujiu shook his head after hearing this, and then took out all the banknotes in his pocket and handed them to the old man: "Master, there are really no more now." Isn't that what you called me for

?" the old man continued to pick it up, and then said, "Of course not, in September, it's October, right?"

Zhong Jiujiu scratched his head: "Yes, it's October now." The

old man nodded, with a little loneliness in his eyes: "Then you are already eighteen, I have no regrets."

Zhong Jiujiu looked at the old man suspiciously: "Master, what's wrong with you?" "Jiujiu

, do you know why you call this name?"

the old man said as he walked towards the outside of the Taoist temple.

Zhong Jiujiu followed the old man's side, hugged the old man and said: "You have said many times, when you picked me up in September, because I have a birthmark similar to the word "Zhong", so you named me Zhong Jiujiu.

"That's right!"

The two walked to the stone steps outside the Taoist temple together, and the old man slowly bent down and sat down on the stone steps: "In September, you often tell fortunes to people, have you ever calculated for yourself?"

Zhong Jiujiu sat next to the old man, looked at the fog on the distant mountain and shook his head: "I haven't counted, I can feel a little good luck and evil in others, but I can't feel it myself anyway." The

old man patted Zhong Jiujiu's shoulder and smiled: "Hahaha... September, do you want to

know the answer?" "What is the answer? My fate?" Zhong Jiujiu lowered his head, looked at the stone steps that meander down, and then smiled: "You see so many people coming and going, isn't it just to know

this answer?"

After hearing this, the old man stroked his white beard, and then looked at Zhong Jiujiu: "

Good apprentice, in three days, I will be feathered here, and after feathering, someone will tell you the answer." "

Feathering?"

Zhong Jiujiu looked at the old man in surprise: "Master, are you going to become an immortal?

I hope you don't use my name to deceive!" The

old man looked at the fog in the sky, stood up and said, "Okay, the teacher is going to rest, and if you have time, go to the interior to have a look, and see you in three days." "

Apprentice understands!" Zhong

Jiujiu nodded and helped the old man back to the Taoist temple.

......

Time passed quietly, and before I knew it, it was late at night, and the news that Master Dao of Qingcheng Mountain was going to be feathered in three days immediately spread all over the country.

People from all over the world poured into Qingcheng Mountain like a tide, surrounding Qingcheng Mountain.

Qingcheng Mountain has become more lively because of this, whether it is the alien world or ordinary people, they all hope to witness the miracle happening.

Zhong Jiujiu looked out of the window in the house of the Taoist temple, and the lights all over the mountains illuminated Qingcheng Mountain as if it were day.

"People's hearts are impetuous..."Zhong

Jiujiu shook his head, then sat on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to think.

Master said let me go to the interior to have a look, I have been in the interior scene thousands of times over the years, but the wall can't be pierced, who is the person in the pavilion in the middle of the lake?

Zhong Jiujiu pondered while entering the interior scene.

The interior of Zhong Jiujiu is surrounded by a fog, through which a pond can be faintly seen.

A bluestone paved road crosses the pond, and along the road, you can faintly see a pavilion in the pond.

A person was sitting in the gazebo, although the fog could not see the outline of this person, but Zhong Jiujiu could clearly feel that this person was looking at him.