Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 678: Gua Xiang, Actually It's Observation and Deception
"Please think about this, sir. If a farmer suddenly gets plagued, and has to pay rent to the landlord and taxes to the government, how much grain will be left in his hands?"

"There is absolutely no trace of it left!"

"So some farmers who were desperate got angry and beat up Wang Laoxie."

Hearing this, Luo Yan was suddenly surprised. If Wang Banxian was really a cultivator, how could he be beaten by a mortal?
So he paused for a while, and then continued to ask: "What happened next? Did the farmer suffer retaliation?"

"No! Because the farmer's grain harvest was gone that year, he had to sell his last two acres of farmland to keep his family of three alive."

"Apart from this, nothing else happened." The teahouse waiter replied truthfully.

In fact, this is not a secret at all, and most people in Shuntian Prefecture know about it.

The farmer is still alive today and has not suffered any retaliation.

This is also the reason why many people in Shuntian Prefecture feel both trust and fear of Wang Laoxie, but not so fearful at the same time.

After all, if he was really an immortal cultivator, there had been people who had beaten up Wang Banxian several times because of the problem with the hexagrams, but they themselves were all safe and sound and no accidents occurred.

This shows that the possibility that Wang Banxian is a cultivator is extremely low.

But the strange thing is that as long as you go to Wang Banxian for fortune-telling, you will inevitably lose half of your wealth.

Sometimes it was done by bandits, sometimes it was caused by fire or water, and sometimes it was done by the government.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it was done by Wang Banxian. Instead, it seems more like some kind of accident.
Afterwards, Luo Yan again asked some questions about Wang Banxian, and finally came to a conclusion, that is, if this guy is really that powerful, he must be a member of the Tianyan Sect!
In other words, it is at least closely related to the Tianyan Sect.

"Wang Banxian? Interesting. I would like to see if your divination is really that accurate." Luo Yan murmured softly, and his figure instantly disappeared into the teahouse.

East of Shuntian Prefecture.

Near the city wall, there are dozens of fortune-telling stalls.

This is due to the fact that Wang Banxian is very accurate in fortune-telling, which has led to a large number of people in Shuntian Prefecture becoming his loyal believers.

As a result, people began to believe in hexagram physiognomy without a doubt, and the entire hexagram physiognomy industry prospered as a result.

Of course, the vast majority of people here are shrewd people who see that fortune-telling can make money quickly and treat it as a stable business.

Luo Yan stood in the distance, looking far towards the divination stall. In the center of the city wall, there was a stall that was twice as big as the other stalls and had a flag with the word "Xiang" hanging on it.

The owner of this stall was a middle-aged man who looked capable, had sharp eyes, and was wearing a gray Taoist robe.

There were many people stopping to watch in front of his stall, but no one dared to get too close. They could only form a long circle outside, as if they were watching the fun and waiting for the fortune teller to come.

"Wang Banxian!"

An old scholar wearing a Confucian robe, a tall square scarf, and a pair of thick-soled cloth shoes walked up to the stall, took out a few property deeds, and slammed them heavily on the stall.

"Wang Banxian, please help me tell my fortune and see how my career will be? Will I be able to pass the imperial examination this year?"

The old scholar was a scholar. He became a student at the age of seventeen, passed the examination for a scholar at the age of thirty, and is now fifty-two years old, which is clearly the age of knowing one's destiny, but he has never given up on the imperial examination.

Among many scholars, this is certainly not considered a genius.

But to be able to come to this point from a common countryman and pass the examinations to become a scholar, his achievement has already exceeded that of many ordinary people.

Wang Banxian did not look at the deeds, but raised his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes and twirled his beard, saying: "You were destined to work hard all your life, but later you were helped by a noble person and embarked on a path of talent."

"But due to your own fate, your talent is shallow and it is difficult to gather luck, like duckweed in the water or catkins on a willow tree."

“It’s hard to go up any further.”

As soon as such comments came out, the old scholar's face turned pale instantly, his whole body became dazed and he could not stand steadily. It took him a long time to recover.

When the people around saw this, they also understood the meaning of this sentence, which was that there was no hope of passing the imperial examination!
Some people felt sorry and regretful, while others thought it was normal. After all, the old scholar had one foot almost buried in the ground.

Afterwards, Wang Banxian finished his divination and was about to leave.

But at this moment, everything in this world seemed to come to a halt in an instant.

The figures of all the mortals standing on the street were frozen.

A handsome young Taoist priest appeared out of nowhere and landed in front of Wang Banxian.

"I heard you are good at fortune-telling?"

"Although I am not talented, I would like to ask you to tell my fortune and see how my luck is today." Luo Yan whispered, looking at the middle-aged man opposite.

At this time, Wang Banxian also recovered from his previous state of astonishment and became calm.

"I can't predict what you said, sir."

Wang Banxian saw the extraordinaryness of the person in front of him and guessed that the other party's background was not simple, so he shook his head and refused.

"Why are you going?" Luo Yan asked.

"Sir, your fortune is no longer ordinary. You are truly a cultivator who has achieved enlightenment through refining qi. Naturally, it is not something that ordinary people like me can compare to." Wang Banxian's answer was very direct. That is, when it comes to cultivation, one should look for people who have cultivated themselves.

He was just an ordinary man, far from being able to tell fortunes for such an existence.

What is rare is that Wang Banxian is obviously an ordinary mortal, but he remains neither humble nor arrogant, and is not frightened by the person in front of him.

He has experienced such things countless times and has long since developed a strong heart.

"Oh? Are you really just an ordinary person?" Luo Yan's tone was surprised, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

Blue runes flashed in his eyes, and an unimaginable power burst out, wrapping around Wang Banxian's body, and in an instant he could see clearly through the person in front of him.

It is indeed a body of flesh and blood, a mortal body.

Faintly, Luo Yan could still "smell" the foul air coming from the other person.

This is a common trait among all mortal beings!
Considering Leng Zijin's characteristics, Luo Yan did not believe it completely. He continued with a skeptical tone, "Someone told me that what I'm looking for is in this city."

"I think you are very much like that 'thing'."

Wang Banxian looked at the Taoist in green before him and fell silent.

This is a face that has never been seen in this life. The fortune is restrained and the fate is as scorching as the sun in the sky, stirring up the heaven and earth.

Although he is standing here quietly, the heroic spirit he displays is unrivaled among all living beings in the world.

If he really had to describe it, Wang Banxian felt that the person in front of him was no longer worthy of being described by any earthly titles. This was an immortal god!
At this moment, he could not use any words to observe the person in front of him, because that was a completely new and unknown area.

"Sir, why do you think that a mere mortal like me is what you are looking for?" Wang Banxian replied.

"There is no reason. If I say you are one, then you are one!" Luo Yan responded indifferently.

This time, Wang Banxian fell into silence again.

He knew very well that this was a true practitioner, and his words were full of dominance and would not tolerate any argument.

It is best to tell the truth in front of such a person, otherwise you will surely suffer a disaster and die!

Because the secular principles and laws cannot restrain these high and mighty terrifying creatures. Over the years, Wang Banxian had the honor of meeting many nobles in the mortal world, and learned some of the facts from them.

That is, the practitioners seem to possess tremendous power, almost omnipotent, able to turn stone into gold, rejuvenate, etc.

Even through soul searching, to explore the other party's memory.
Therefore, Wang Banxian was very clear that the only way to break the impasse when facing the Taoist priest in green was to answer truthfully.

Answer whatever you know.

Otherwise the end will be miserable!

Even though Wang Banxian felt that the other party had found the wrong person.

After a while, Wang Banxian spoke again: "I really don't know what you are talking about or what you are looking for."

"I hope you can understand!"

Luo Yan stared straight at the middle-aged fortune teller in front of him. Under his gaze, Wang Banxian, a mortal with a mortal body, was as clear as water in a cup. He was revealing everything without a trace of secrets.

The body is an ordinary body, and the soul has no spirituality at all. No matter how you look at it, he is just an ordinary person.

"Do you have a teacher of your own?"

Luo Yan could clearly sense the other person's mood and knew that what the middle-aged fortune teller said was true, so he had to change the subject.

At this moment, the middle-aged fortune teller in front of him changed into a bewildered look, shook his head and said, "I don't have a master!"

"Then how did you acquire this fortune-telling ability?"

"Was it taught by a master in the human world, or was it learned from some secret book of martial arts?" Luo Yan spoke, carefully observing the posture of the person in front of him, while sensing the other person's mood.

With Luo Yan's current level of cultivation and attainments, he could sense it in advance as long as there was any fluctuation in Wang Banxian's thoughts before he even uttered his answer.

In the spiritual world, this is called telepathy.

Naturally, Luo Yan didn't know such Buddhist magical powers.

But when used on mortals, it is no different from the legendary scriptures and magic.

Therefore, after a while, Luo Yan's expression began to become strange.

“I’m not a fortune teller.”

"In the beginning, I was just a liar, a liar who wanted to earn half a steamed bun and didn't want to starve to death." Faced with the pressure from the legendary practitioner, Wang Banxian had to answer honestly.

Soon, Wang Banxian began to narrate his life story.

He has been wandering since he was a child. He is a beggar and grew up on the streets.

Later, he saw a dead body in a dilapidated Taoist temple in the mountains, and stripped off a relatively clean old Taoist robe from the body.

From then on, the road to deception began!

At first, Wang Banxian just wanted to trick some food to satisfy his appetite and not go hungry.

Gradually, he found that even if he went to cheat, it was easy to have no food to eat.

So he set his sights on wealthy families.

But such people either rarely show up or go to some elegant places. With Wang Banxian's identity, he has few chances to meet those people.

At the same time, he also understood that such people were the most ruthless and cruel. If he failed to deceive successfully, he might even lose his life.

In order to ensure the success rate of his scam, Wang Banxian began to observe.

He divided the world into two types, the rich and the poor.

People who look wealthy and noble usually have ruddy faces, wear expensive clothes, and have a subtle sense of arrogance in their bones, which can be seen at a glance.

People from poor families almost all have pale faces and dull eyes, which can be recognized at a glance.

Then, Wang Banxian continued to observe.

He found that the most common question asked by poor people was how to get unexpected wealth.

Rich people, on the other hand, like to ask about things that have nothing to do with money, such as offspring, future, business, etc.

These are the respective life needs of these two types of people.

After observing for such a long time, Wang Banxian slowly grasped some "truths".

He found that he could clearly understand a person's inner needs by looking at many factors, such as his clothing, environment, facial features, and expression.

Through these internal needs, we can infer the essence of the answers that people are looking for.
So, Wang Banxian came into the world!
Moreover, he was ambiguous about any answer.

For example, the comment on the old scholar's hexagram earlier was the word "difficult".

Even ordinary people know the answer to this question, because an old man in his early fifties has taken the imperial examination for more than 20 years but has not passed it.

Nowadays, I only have a few years left to live, how can I possibly pass the imperial examination?
This is something that any ordinary citizen can see at a glance.

Even if there is a tiny chance that he passed the exam, Wang Banxian's comments cannot be wrong.

Because the word "difficult" does not mean absolutely impossible.
In short, this is correct nonsense, but it caters to everyone.

Luo Yan looked strange, and continued to ask, "I also heard that the farmer whose fortune you told had the plague in his home?"

Wang Banxian's expression showed a bit of unnaturalness, but he still answered truthfully: "We just need to place a nest of mice near that farmer's house."

"What if it's a private matter of a wealthy family?" Luo Yan asked.

"A lot of the money I earned was used to gather information. I was able to get a lot of unexpected information from the servants of those powerful masters. This helped me to make an early judgment on which powerful family had what happened."

"If the problem can be solved, I will go out to sell it. If it cannot be solved, I will hide away for a while and come back after the storm has passed." Wang Banxian responded.

Luo Yan was silent, thinking that the guy in front of him was truly a talented person!

He continued, "Is there anyone whose house has been flooded?"

"That family's home is close to the river, and during that period, there had not been a drop of rain for several months."

"After the old drought, there will be a flood. This is the destiny of heaven and earth!" Wang Banxian responded again.

The two asked and answered each other without any pause.

After a long time, Luo Yan finally confirmed that the person in front of him was just an ordinary mortal.

No, this guy might really be a member of the Tianyan Sect!
Because of the last few words, his heart moved slightly and he thought of the prophecy of old man Tianji.

(End of this chapter)