Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

Chapter 94: Fortune Telling

The fortune-teller was a cultivator about the same age as Lu Yang. He noticed Lu Yang's gaze and explained in a complaining tone, "I can't help it. People nowadays don't really believe in fortune telling. They shout that their fate is up to them and not the heavens. It's not easy to make a living."

"Some people like to use the eight trigrams for fortune telling, so I prepared the eight trigrams."

"Some people want to gamble, so I prepared the dice."

"Some people think fortune telling is accurate, so I prepared the four treasures of the study."

"Some people think that throwing copper coins is the most effective, so I prepared nine coins."

"And this crystal ball. It's a trend in the East Sea in recent years. People like to use crystal balls for fortune telling, so I went to the East Sea to learn."

"And this crystal ball can be used for fortune telling on the surface, but it can also be used to watch short videos. One tool can make two sets of money."

"How about it? Do you want to choose one? It's free if it doesn't work." The fortune-teller enthusiastically promoted himself.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked at the fortune-teller suspiciously and vigilantly. He always felt that this fortune-teller wasn't simple and seemed to have seen through something.

Tough Bones met a fortune-teller for the first time and felt that it was very interesting. "Can you calculate mine?"

The fortune-teller's mouth curved into a smile. "Sure. May I ask what kind of algorithm you want to use and what kind of divination?"

Tough Bones thought for a moment and felt that he was a Confucian cultivator, so he said, "Let's do a fortune telling. I'll write a word, and you can tell if I can become a great Confucian."

"Please." The fortune-teller skillfully arranged the four treasures of the study and asked Tough Bones to write.

Brutal Bones' brush flew as he wrote a word.

The fortune-teller knocked and made a long hiss. "Your word …"

"What's the problem?" Tough Bones hurriedly asked.

"Your handwriting is so ugly. What word is this?"

"Confucian."

"…" The fortune-teller sorted out his mood and explained, "Confucian is soft, also known as a Warlock.

From people, one needs sound. "

"Your body is strong and seems indestructible, but in fact, you have a soft heart. You don't have your own opinions. You listen to what you hear and learn."

"Look at the word 'need'. It has' rain 'and' and '."

"As the saying goes, the clouds above the sky need rain from time to time. It means that you will be needed in the future."

"The word 'Human' is placed at the side.

This means that not only can you become a great scholar, but you can also become a new form of great scholar. "

When Brutal Bones heard that he could become a great scholar, he was overjoyed.

His level of Confucianism was the lowest among the Fourth Patriarch's disciples. Although the Fourth Patriarch did not care, the Fourth Patriarch advocated education without discrimination, saying that he had not been enlightened. As long as he could be enlightened, he would be able to enter the Way of Confucianism, and his future would be immeasurable.

However, Brutal Bones had never been confident. Now that the fortune-teller had analyzed him and said that he could become a great scholar, he regained his confidence.

I still have a lot of potential!

"Right, there's one more thing."

"What?"

"Go back and practice your calligraphy more."

"Oh."

"Do you need a copybook? I happen to have one here. Give me one. This is a necessary expense on your path to becoming a great scholar."

Brutal Bones felt that the other party's words made sense, so he bought one.

When Lan Ting saw that Brutal Bones had finished the test, she felt that it was very interesting. She also wanted to take the test, so she sat down and asked, "I want to know if my future achievements will be better in arrays or talismans.

Let's use the crystal ball. "

She had not been studying arrays recently, but she seemed to be more interested in arrays than talismans.

Lan Ting was considering whether to change the direction of her specialization.

The fortune-teller raised the crystal ball and pointed it at Lan Ting. He rubbed his hands repeatedly and muttered, "Spirit of the sky, spirit of the earth, crystal ball, show your spirit!

Spirit of the sky, spirit of the earth, crystal ball, show your spirit! "

The fortune-teller was dumbfounded when he saw the result displayed in the crystal ball. "Uh, you wrote the array formation on the talisman in the future and combined it with the talisman?"

The fortune-teller looked at Lan Ting with a weird expression. What kind of weird idea is this? This female cultivator is so beautiful, but why is her idea so different from ordinary people?

Lan Ting tilted her head and thought about it. She felt that what the fortune-teller said was not impossible, so she paid the money happily.

It was Meng Jingzhou's turn. Meng Jingzhou raised his eyebrows. "Are you a disciple of the Heavenly Policy Sect?"

The Heavenly Policy Sect was the number one fortune-teller sect in the Central Continent. They had once calculated when the ancient era would reappear.

The Heavenly Policy Sect valued karma the most. Ordinary methods to hide one's identity were useless in front of them.

A Heavenly Policy Sect disciple could tell the other party's background and origin with just a glance.

Perhaps this fortune-teller could tell that the four of them were from the Dao Seeking Sect and the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace.

"Haha, Junior Brother, you must be wrong. I'm an idle person. How can I be a disciple of the Heavenly Policy Sect?"

Meng Jingzhou was silent for a moment. He took out a blood contract scroll from his identity jade pendant. "300 years ago, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Policy Sect borrowed a huge amount of supreme-grade spirit stones from our Meng Family. He couldn't pay it back, so he hid in his cave residence and announced that he was in seclusion.

"Our Meng Family went to your Heavenly Policy Sect to collect the debt. Your Sect Master signed a blood contract and said that he would definitely pay it back. Any direct descendant of the Meng Family could ask the Heavenly Policy Sect disciple to pay the debt according to the blood contract.

"Do you want to test the power of the blood contract?"

Lu Yang had heard that the Meng Family was the creditor of everyone in the world. It seemed that this was true.

The fortune-teller knelt on the ground and hugged Meng Jingzhou's leg. He cried bitterly. "Big Brother Meng, please show mercy. We'll meet again in the future!

"Our Heavenly Policy Sect is so poor that we can't afford to raise our disciples. They want us to go down the mountain and rely on ourselves. If I, Luo Bu, had money, I wouldn't be reduced to scamming people here!

"Setting up a stall here requires a stall fee. I can't even afford it!"

The fortune-teller cried. "Look at my jacket. I've been wearing it for several years. I don't even have money to buy a new one!"

Meng Jingzhou rolled his eyes. He could tell at a glance that this vest had been sacrificially refined and was very valuable.

"I'm not expecting you to pay me back. Get up first."

Meng Jingzhou pulled his thigh out with all his might. "If you read our fortunes for free, I won't bother you anymore.

Remember, you're not allowed to lie! "

"Hahaha, that won't be difficult."

"Come, come, come. Read my fate and see what my future achievements will be like." Lu Yang spread out his hands and let the Heavenly Policy Sect's disciple, Luo Bu, read his palm.

Luo Bu laughed. He was as confident as ever in his field of expertise. "That's a common problem. Let me take a look."

Who knew that Luo Bu's eyes widened, he suddenly stood up, his face was full of disbelief, he took a few steps back until he reached the bottom of the wall.

"You, you, what's going on with your fate? It's hazy. In the future, you'll have karma with several immortals!"

Luo Bu discovered that Lu Yang was still able to move freely under the influence of the immortal's karma, as though he was not affected at all.

This was not the most terrifying part.

The scariest thing was that Luo Bu also discovered that Lu Yang would be a huge scourge in the Immortal Cultivation World in the future. He would spread the Dao Seeking Sect's practices to the entire Immortal Cultivation World!

The Dao Seeking Sect's practices were already ridiculous. If the entire cultivation world was assimilated by the Dao Seeking Sect, how could anyone survive?

He definitely could not have karma with such people!

Luo Bu secretly complained. He saw that the four of them came from the five major immortal sects. They were four fat sheep. He could make some money by cheating them. He did not expect that there would be someone like Lu Yang among them!

No, from the looks of his palm, it was not only Lu Yang who spread the bad practices in the cultivation world. There was another person who cooperated with him.

The other person was …

Luo Bu looked at his big creditor, Meng Jingzhou.

Run!

Luo Bu did not say anything and used his escape technique. He did not even bother to clean up the table and ran. "I, I, I haven't seen you guys today!"

He was worried that he would lose his life if he looked at them any longer.

Before the four of them could react, Luo Bu had run away.

Lu Yang blamed Meng Jingzhou. "You must have scared him away."

(End of Chapter)