Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 98 This child's secret must not be leaked (please subscribe!)

"Husband, it's almost done. After eating this bowl of noodles, it's time to go."

At the door of the inn, Yu Qinghan stepped in, holding a bowl of scallion-flavored braised noodles in his hand.

Zhao Huai slowly opened his eyes, with a smile on his face.

"it is good."

The monk who established the foundation has already entered the bigu, although he can go without eating for a long time, but he just likes it.

If there is no food, there will be much less fun in the world.

Zhao Huai made noodles with relish, and Yu Qinghan watched with relish.

This time, Zhao Huai was not afraid anymore, he ate generously and watched it, it was good if someone watched it, but he was afraid that no one would watch it.

"Pei Xiangyun told you about me again."

Yu Qinghan held his face in both hands and asked with flickering eyes.

The corner of Zhao Huai's mouth curled up, and he decisively betrayed his sister-in-law.

"That's right, it's her."

"This girl just has a broken mouth and can't control her mouth." Although Yu Qinghan said this, he was not angry, but had a wry smile on his face.

Because she knew that if Pei Xiangyun hadn't told her, she might never see her husband again.

"Fortunately, my husband is strong enough to escape from the gatekeeper of the Wuji Immortal Sect."

After Zhao Huai finished eating the noodles, he wiped his mouth with a cloth, and asked curiously, "I see Madam knows a lot about that Golden Core cultivator before."

Yu Qinghan nodded: "The Wuji Immortal Sect has a lot to do with me. When I was young, I entered the Wuji Immortal Sect to practice. They are the head of the Five Immortal Sect, and they have a deep foundation."

"Different from the ordinary Xiuxian sects, most of the ancient immortal sects are located in Zhongzhou Lingshan, which is isolated from the world. It is the place where many immortals ascended thousands of years ago. It is isolated from the world and has a lot of spiritual energy, so it is called this." She continued to explain.

"So that's how it is." Zhao Huai was thoughtful, these so-called immortal sects had a good life, no wonder they looked down on the world.

After thinking about it, Zhao Huai said with a smile:
"Let's go back to Jinzhou."

Among the Lingshan Mountains, there are many peaks, and the fairy mist covers the eyes.

A stream of light flew straight into the sky like a gaping gap in the sky, and then entered a large formation that was as round as a golden bowl on the top of the peak.

After Liu Guang entered the formation, he disappeared without a trace.

When you come to the big formation, you can see the endless fairy peaks, which are tens of thousands of miles away.

Liu Guang came to one of the majestic fairy peaks in an instant, and gathered into a figure, it was Xu Muchen in a white Taoist robe.

Inside the peak, an old man in a bamboo hat looked at a pool of silvery lake water, his turbid eyes were deep, and he held his fishing rod motionless.

Seeing the old man in the bamboo hat, Xu Muchen bowed in salute, not daring to neglect, and slightly cupped his hands;

"Elder Hai, I want to see the Sovereign."

The old man in the bamboo hat didn't see any waves in his eyelids, he still stared at the lake, and said very plainly:
"The suzerain is very busy, if there is anything, it is the same to tell me."

Xu Muchen's face showed embarrassment. This matter can be big or small. If the suzerain cannot make the decision himself, the strings in his heart will always be tense. If the matter develops badly, he might be responsible for it.

Being a gatekeeper seems like an easy job, but in fact it is not. In fact, it is a way of cultivation in Xianmen.

Only monks with great potential in the Immortal Sect are qualified to stand in this position. As long as they pass this level, they will be a group of people with great potential in the next hundred years, and they will receive a lot of resources to train them. Even positions in the Immortal Sect include elders. , Dharma protectors, and deacons are all selected from these people.

He has never made a mistake in the past few years, and he must not let this night ruin his future.

There was silence in the air for a while, and at this moment, the fishing rod began to vibrate violently, together with an extremely long silk thread, and a slender black light poured into the old man's hand along the line.

The cloudy eyes of the old man in the bamboo hat showed a gleam of brilliance.

Suddenly, a huge vortex appeared on the surface of the vast silver lake, accompanied by a heavy fishy smell that spread out in the mountain peak.

The old man in the bamboo hat felt a powerful force emanating from the other end. He clenched his fishing rod tightly and didn't let go. After a while, the vortex on the lake surface became bigger and bigger, and the water spout rolled and surged, causing amazing waves.

He narrowed his eyes and let go of one of his hands.

The spiritual energy in the dark surged rapidly and gathered into a finger, the sky was full of rays of light, and the whole body was white, like a towering spiritual needle.

Chi!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and the condensed volley finger penetrated the waterspout and entered the huge vortex.

Seeing this scene, Xu Muchen was also surprised.

It has been heard for a long time that Dan Poying was born as Yuanying. Seeing it today is really shocking.

Whoa!

After receiving this finger, the thing on the lake finally couldn't hold back anymore. On the other end of the pole line, a huge head was exposed. The corners of the head were ferocious, with vertical pupils like snakes, but the color was as bright as emeralds. One eye is as tall as a person, and a person is really insignificant in front of it.

It turned out to be a green jellyfish with jade eyes, known as the dragon in the lake.

"Roar!"

Qingjiao let out an angry roar on the surface of the lake, obviously very unwilling, and wanted to struggle to escape.

However, the old man in a bamboo hat swung the fishing rod, smashing it to the side like a god, and lashing out loudly, a lot of the shiny scales of the green dragon immediately fell off, and it twitched back and forth on the ground, it seemed that the injury was not serious.

After finishing all this, the old man with the bamboo hat turned his head and looked at Xu Muchen. His mood seemed to have improved a lot, and he said with a faint smile:
"Tell me, when will it happen, I will calculate it for you."

"Last night, the dome of the imperial city." Xu Muchen said honestly.

The old man in the bamboo hat nodded, and began to calculate, ready to deduce some secrets, but after doing the calculations, he found something was wrong, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Tianji seemed to be saying to him, don't peep, don't peep, don't peep, don't peep.

This was the first time he saw this situation, he didn't believe in evil, so he insisted on seeing it.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a sound of thunder from the sky, dark clouds billowed above the fairy peak, and thunder fell with a "click".

Like a meandering dragon, it falls straight down.

After the thunder, the bamboo hat on the old man's head slumped off, his muddy eyes were filled with horror, and his face turned pale.

"puff!"

I couldn't help it anymore, and spit out another mouthful of old blood.

Xu Muchen was dumbfounded. After a hundred years of practice, the old man with a bamboo hat sat by the Tiantan all the time, fishing for spiritual things. Before he asked for help, he never had any accidents and could always solve them. How had he ever seen him in such a distressed state?And what happened to this thunderstorm?

"Elder, you."

The old man shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

The crystal clear phantom of the baby flickered, and a stream of pure energy escaped directly into the old man in the bamboo hat, making him look normal soon.

"In the past hundred years, what characters have emerged in the world, I can't even see through them."

At this time, in the Wuji Immortal Sect, a glow emerged, the sky became extremely beautiful, and an ethereal voice sounded in the void.

"This child's secret cannot be leaked."

The sound echoed between the sky and the earth, like thunder and waves, and there were bursts of buzzing. Even the green flood dragons rolling on the ground stopped swinging.

The voice was clearly warning the two of them.

Xu Muchen naturally knew whose voice it was.

Lord of the Promise Sect.

"Do you understand?" the old man in the bamboo hat said calmly.

Xu Muchen nodded slowly: "Understood, this person cannot be moved."

He changed his mind and asked again: "This person said he is the Raven Dharma Protector, so he must be a liar, right?"

"Raven Cult?"

The old man in the bamboo hat showed contempt upon hearing this word.

"The Crow Immortal that the Raven Sect believes in is an ancient evil immortal, not a good thing."

"Now, it's just a clown, you can figure it out."

Xu Muchen realized it, and bowed his hands in thanks:

"Disciple understands."

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