Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 422 Divination
(Thanks to fellow student Yin Chang Ge, classmate Xia Chong_Yu Bing, and classmate Zui Wu Qingying for the reward~! Thanks to classmate Qiu Yulin, and classmate Yeyue Kuan for the pink~! Thanks to classmate Fuyun Wang for the evaluation vote~! O(∩ _∩)O~ I don’t know if you understand what I wrote, but the part where classmate Yiyi’s memory was erased for a moment, this magic stick is actually a very key figure~! Then, about the war between magic and cultivation, It’s also too important not to write about it, but no one is very willing to read it, and I don’t write it in detail~~~~)

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Nine more tortoise shells suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Mo Ranyi's expression was a little more solemn.

A lot of things can often be seen from the details. For example, the nine pieces of tortoise shells in front of her seemed ordinary and there was no trace of precious light. But the moment they appeared, the airflow in the entire radius was instantly stagnant. It was as if she was taken to another space, a space hosted by Turtle Shell.

In Mingming's field of vision, the scenery did not change at all, but this feeling was definitely unmistakable. She had been pulled into her domain by Helena, and had also entered into her own deep consciousness. It was this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing. , I can’t explain the feeling.

She was now like an outsider who had broken into the realm of tortoise shells. The strange thing was that she knew clearly that these nine pieces of tortoise shells belonged to the mysterious old man in the wooden house, but he did not exist in her consciousness. There was only the tortoise shell and... her.

The shape of these nine tortoise shells is extremely irregular, with different lengths, sizes, and unevenness. It seems that there is an invisible line connecting them together. No matter from any angle, they are a whole.

The tortoise shell was covered with dense lines. She looked at it intently, feeling lost. She stumbled in a daze and almost lost her balance.

The spiritual platform became clearer and clearer, and I didn't dare to look at it anymore, but the lines on the tortoise shell kept appearing in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more familiar it became.

Her fingers unconsciously traced the lines on it. When these lines formed on her fingertips, Mo Ranyi suddenly realized something. Her eyes widened suddenly and she took a few steps back, staring at the nine pieces of quietly floating pieces in surprise. Turtle shell in mid-air.

It's a rune!
Her time travel welfare system comes with - runes!
His body suddenly felt cold, and Mo Ranyi suddenly had the illusion of being seen through. Something flashed through his mind, mixed with the crazy flashing of nine tortoise shells.

She saw a fairy.

Accompanied by auspicious clouds, her body is like glass, flashing with seven-color fairy light. She strolls leisurely in the sky, dancing with mysterious shadows on her sleeves, and blooming flowers every step of the way.

The fairy stopped and watched, as if she heard someone's call, she turned around.

Before she could see her face clearly, the immortal mark on the female fairy's forehead shot out a ray of light, hitting her eyebrows.

Concussion!

After the fairy light disappeared, Mo Ranyi vaguely saw a familiar face, smiling sweetly at her. Everything was springing up, and a hundred flowers were blooming. The female fairy opened her red lips lightly, looked happy, and called out a name.

She can't hear!

But it was so familiar that he almost blurted it out.

But his voice seemed to be imprisoned in his throat, and he couldn't utter even a single word.

That name... that name...

what exactly is it?
Mo Ranyi felt that that name was very important to her, so important that her brain would explode when she thought about it, so she stubbornly continued to think about it.

"Forget everything, can you cut off the front edge?" The old man's voice seemed to travel through time and space and was directly imprinted in her mind, suddenly interrupting her persistent thoughts.

"Pfft!" Mo Ranyi spat out a mouthful of blood.

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Mo Ranyi was stunned for a moment. Without thinking too much, he saw nine tortoise shells slowly rotating in the air.

Is this the beginning of divination?

For some reason, the aura driven by the nine tortoise shells made her feel familiar. Suddenly, she thought of something and opened her mouth in shock, pointing at the tortoise shells with a look of surprise.

"You remember it, little friend?" The old man in the wooden house said calmly: "It was indeed me who took action that day and took advantage of the opportunity of Butterfly Valley to fuel the flames. This is a small matter and it just happened to happen. Don't take it to heart, little friend."

"Junior is ashamed, I don't know the kindness of my senior..." From the aura swaying from the tortoise shell, she felt the trace of the wave that swept over again when the aura tide was interrupted that day. Even though her mental memory was not deep, her body was Extraordinarily familiar.

No wonder it was difficult for others to jump in the first level, but she was able to complete the double jump. It turned out that there was an expert helping her secretly.

"Say no more." The old man interrupted her suddenly, his voice still calm and elegant, but Mo Ranyi could tell that he really didn't want to mention it anymore, so he quickly shut his mouth obediently. In the heart of the expert, maybe this was a sign of disrespect. It's a matter of hands.

"My little friend, your achievements in the future are limitless. Although the road is long and difficult, you have to be blessed by noble people, and you will be blessed all the way!" Nine tortoise shells formed a mysterious square. Mo Ranyi must...not understand, so he could only listen eagerly. Expert explanation.

noble?

The enemies are pretty much the same. Her own family knows her own affairs. The Goddess of Night has made countless enemies. They don't care whether you are one of the three corpses or a separated soul. She has received the inheritance of the Godhead of Darkness and the Goddess of Night. Part of the memory and several major subordinates have been severely labeled as the successor of the goddess, but the Light God Clan has not given up looking for her yet.

As for the female fairy in front of her, if she wasn't the enemy of the world, how could she be thrown into the prison of the fairy?No matter how you look at it, she looks like she has enemies all over the place, noble one?What does it look like?Are you born now?

Well, she knew that most of the mottos of Shengun-ryu were of the Tiger Balm type. A simple sentence could open up countless possibilities. A discerning person would know that this path of cultivation is not easy to follow when she looks at her spiritual qualifications. You?If you think about it carefully, anyone can actually become a noble. For example, in the family, if she is protected by her elders, she is a noble. In the sect, if she is loved and protected by her elders, she is also a noble. If she goes out without knowing the way, she will be given guidance. Still a noble person...

Of course, it’s okay not to mention the last one, as it feels a bit erroneous.

When it comes to success all the way, there are more possibilities.

It may be due to her cultivation, which is reflected in her realm, or it may be other aspects, such as the weapon refining path she studied, or more likely the rune path. Wanxian Palace started with runes and is famous for its abundance of talisman masters. The talismans on Yuanxing are more rigorous and upright.

Every branch may be Qingyun, it depends on how to understand it.

After saying this, the old man put away the tortoise shell.

Mo Ranyi doesn't feel any regrets. It seems that the master's Shengun style is very poorly practiced.

However, this senior's knowledge is real. Mo Ranyi gradually relaxed from being cautious, whether it was in terms of cultivation, refining weapons and elixirs, or even holding power and dealing with others... An expert can give extremely wise advice. She benefited a lot from his guidance.

It wasn't until the sun set and the colorful clouds faded that Mo Ranyi was shocked to realize the passage of time, and said goodbye with great embarrassment.

Along the way, Mo Ranyi also found it incredible. She has never been an easy person to get along with. Even if she fell in love with someone at first sight, she would not have a deep conversation, let alone a senior expert who came to visit her for the first time.

After thinking about it, it was probably just the gentle and close relationship with the senior.

I can only sigh that temperament can be conveyed through voice even without meeting.

Little did she know that after she left, a red and black blood stain appeared on the land in front of the wooden house.

A long sigh came from the wooden house, and the blood stain seemed to have been wiped away by something, as if it had never appeared here.

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Mo Ranyi felt that after talking to the senior master, he felt refreshed, as if he had been opened up to the second channel of Ren and Du. The whole world seemed to be more colorful, his mind became clearer, and many unresolved matters were solved in a few moments.

The disciples of the war hall felt that the commander had suddenly acquired "vigor", an exclusive tool owned by young talents. She was not at all like an old woman of several decades. She actually had a roaring body that could bombard their fragile minds and bodies. .

"You are wearing black turtle plate armor, and you have turned into a turtle? Move faster, or will you die if you move faster?!"

He was bitten out one by one by the wolf fangs and the princess in slow movements, and then he was beaten inhumanely by two little guys. He was competing with the ice wind demon wolf for speed. Isn't it really painful?

The disciples who arranged for sparring were beating each other crazily, with every move bringing up afterimages...

"Where to stab? Do you understand the vital attack? Think about it with your elm heads, can it hurt the heart and lungs the same as hurting the arm?"

The target was the talisman soldier refined by the commander. He was stabbed in the armpit by the sword. In fact, it was very close to the vital point of the heart. But the result was... the talisman soldiers around him surged up together, the sword formation rotated, and the sound was louder and louder than the other. Wails came from the formation.

The disciple who entered the sword formation from behind had a serious face, as if he had died a relative. His body was as smooth as the wind and the clouds were not touched. He used his five-big and three-thick body to vividly interpret what it means to be nimble, which is called nimbleness, and which is called elegant. The talisman sword in his hand is like It's like having eyes, if you don't take action, the sword will hurt the vital part!

"Asshole! Take care of your devil bugs. If I see someone else's bugs roaming around, just swallow their excrement for me!"

All the war hall disciples in Youdie Valley were as silent as ice. They collected the demonic insects and sealed their spiritual rings, and hid with their tails between their legs. From then on, the number of demonic insects flying in Youdie Valley suddenly dropped to single digits, and they could be counted on two hands. Come here.

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The Langxie Sword Sect cannot enter the territory of Qianya Mountain, but it does not affect their determination to unswervingly oppose Hanyu Palace.

After the frame-up plan failed, Langxie Sword Sect regrouped and struck again.

The battle between the Cultivation Galaxy and the Magic Galaxy is becoming more and more intense, and it has developed from scattered operations to large-scale camp conflicts.

The threshold for cultivating monks to participate in battles is getting higher and higher. Those who are below Nascent Soul will never return.

The cannon fodder war is basically over. Both sides have consumed a large number of low-strength personnel, but in fact they have not been injured.

This time, Wanxian Palace recruits Nascent Soul Stage monks to go to the Star Territory battlefield, which is a precursor to a fierce collision between the two behemoths.

(End of this chapter)