Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 665 I've seen him!

To be honest, he had never seen a scroll as powerful as the scroll in front of him.

After opening it, it's fine if the wind blows from the ground, as if it can actually improve the understanding of others.

——Is this Lingyao Sanren really a god from the sky?
Mo Junli smacked his lips. In fact, in his previous life, he neither worshiped gods, nor believed in ghosts.

But after reviving this life and meeting his little national teacher again, he had no choice but to believe in many things.

The key, these things, if you don’t believe it, you can’t explain it!

"With one's own strength, one can induce the Taoism of the heavens and the earth. It is not an exaggeration to say that Master is a god." The voice of Mu Da Guoshi who was holding the scroll was calm, and he glanced back at the person beside him as he spoke. juvenile.

"As for your sobriety and sudden clarity...Ayan, I can only say this, congratulations on getting started."

"Getting started?" Mo Junli tilted his head when he heard the words, "What kind of door do you want to get in?"

"The door of Taoist cultivation." Mu Xici shrugged, "At first, I thought that with your current age, you would have to wait a year or so before you can get started."

"But I don't want to, the chance left by the old man, Master, let you touch the door of practice in advance."

"Because of the fact that you were born too late, your foundation is still a bit vain compared to my apprentice who went up the mountain since childhood, but it is enough anyway, anyway, you are not going to become a full-time monk. .”

"Well, that's true." Mo Junli nodded—he wanted to learn Taoism Yishu from Xiao Guoshi at that time, but in essence he wanted to help Ah Ci reduce the burden of setting up formations and drawing symbols, and he didn't really want to become a monk.

Therefore, as far as he is concerned, the basic thing is enough.

"Speaking of which, Ah Ci, what is painted on this painting?" The young man stretched his head as he spoke, carefully looking at the paintings on the scroll.

The nameless spiritual wind blew too hard just now, and he was blown dizzy before he had time to see the contents of the painting clearly.

"It's my master." Master Mu Daguo smiled while grabbing the scroll that was about two feet wide and over three feet long, "This is a portrait that master painted for himself. Look, there is my master's signature on it." .”

"Ayan, you are right." Mu Xici rolled his eyes, feeling very relaxed, "This is indeed the thought Master left for me."

"Well, when I saw that scroll standing in the corner of the room, I felt something was wrong." Mo Junli nodded, and his eyes turned from the row of elegant and unrestrained characters to the face of the person in the painting.

The gentle smile that was originally on his lips froze when he saw clearly the appearance of the person in the painting.

This person... looks familiar?
And the demeanor of this body... He always felt that he had seen it somewhere.

The young man frowned and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly widened after a long time: "! Ah Ci, I remembered, I've seen him before!"

"I met your master in my previous life!"

"Ah?" Master Mu Da, who was about to put away the scroll, suddenly turned around, "A Yan, are you sure? Where did you see him!"

"Sure, your master's appearance and temperament are very special, I will never remember it wrong!" Mo Junli clapped his palms, "It was when I collected your corpse in the previous life."

"A Ci, do you remember what I told you earlier?" The young man clasped one hand and slammed on the palm, "After I collected your body back then, under the guidance of a veteran Taoist, I found a place for you to find a place with a good geomantic omen." Good fortune."

"The Daoist Yunyou who instructed me that day was your master, and he personally ordered the burial place for you!"

"Ayan, you said that the old Taoist Yunyou who performed acupuncture for me...is my master?" Mu Xici stared in disbelief, and his voice trembled unconsciously, "Doesn't that mean... "

"Can this catastrophe of my life be resolved safely... Is there an inseparable relationship with Master and the old man?"

"Even... even the rebirth of you and me may be inextricably related to Master?" The little girl trembled slightly with her fingers holding the scroll.

If the rebirth of the two of them was really a joint effort between Master and Tiandao, then it is not difficult to understand why every square inch of land in the world has clearly returned to decades ago, except for Qiling Mountain. Everything, but completely unaffected by the retrospective flow of time.

Similarly, if the rebirth of the two of them is really related to the master, it is not surprising that the old master would say in the letter that he "has a lot of restrictions" and that the way of heaven is afraid that he "affects the destiny".

Coupled with the ambiguous attitude of Tiandao in this world, overtly and secretly, he kept his hands on them several times...

Mu Xici pursed her lips. I'm afraid this matter was discussed by Master and Tiandao together.

Mo Junli heard this sudden silence, and after a long time he pondered and opened his mouth: "This... this can only be said, Ah Ci, probably your master is indeed a god."

"Even if it's a god, it's still my master." The little girl who put away the scroll thought clearly, "Since Tiandao and the others have given us this chance to do it again, we just need to grasp it."

"The rest, we don't have to worry about it."

Tian Dao allowed the two of them to be reborn because they wanted them to make up for the regrets of their previous lives and return the people of the world to a peaceful and prosperous life, not to see them thinking wildly and wasting time here.

In that way, this rare opportunity will be lost, and all of Master's hard work will be wasted.

She would never do something like that.

"Let's go, Ayan, we have found Nianxiang, we should go too." Master Mu hugged the scroll tightly in his arms with a smile. Now that she has thought about these clearly, she will naturally not continue to entangle.

Mo Junli looked into Mu Xici's eyes in response, and he saw that her eyes were clear and clear, and he really didn't see the slightest bit of confusion and hesitation, and he couldn't help grinning slowly: "Yes, Ah Ci, what you said right."

The two who had taken the scroll went back to Sanqing Hall hand in hand. At that time, Li Yunchi had packed his baggage and obediently waited for them at the back of the hall.

The two elders and the younger took the magical artifacts that had been packed in the hall, and the spiritual tablet that held a fellow Taoist, and went down the mountain without looking back.

When the three of them walked away, Qiling Mountain, which was said to be "lived by immortals", slowly disappeared in the inextricable clouds.

Back at the inn, the three of them packed the package again, and then Mu Xici led his little apprentice to the clothes shop in the town to buy a few sets of clothes worn by the young master of an ordinary family, and replaced Li Yunchi's clothes by the way. A light-colored Taoist robe.

After buying the clothes, Grand Master Mu suddenly remembered that her apprentice was too young to ride a horse, so with a flick of his sleeves, he simply bought an exquisite carriage with a small upholstered table.

Such a casual and arrogant gesture of spending money inevitably made Mo Junli feel envious again - to be honest, he also wanted to spend money so casually.

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his heart. After all, He Ling's iron rooster would not allow him to spend money like this, and according to his current speed of raising troops, his little family background really couldn't stand such pretensions... …

Sure enough, he is only suitable for eating soft rice.

Once again, Mo Junli, who recognized his identity clearly, put his hands up and looked up at the sky, he bumped to the front of the car without complaint, and drove the car.

　A small foreshadowing in chapters one hundred and twenty

　　Ah, do you think that I am just talking about the old Taoist and cowardly to collect the corpse of Ah Ci?
　　That must be impossible, okay?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)