Fortune Teller

"Junior, I really underestimate you. Tell me, what do you want?" the old man in blood robe said indifferently.

"I want you to die, is that okay?"

Gu Xiuyun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"It's just you? Even if you practice for ten more years, you will still be no match for me." The ancestor of Chilin showed disdain. "Don't think that if your mind and will are strong enough, you can threaten me. After all, refining one's mind is a detail. Fighting head-on. Damn it." It’s still the path of living beings and the path of matter.”

"If I remember correctly, you haven't even deduced the true immortal Taoist skills to the extreme, have you?"

"The rules of the Tao of Creatures require long years of accumulation. It took me thirty-seven years to perfect the rules of the Tao of Palms. I also perfectly combined the Tao of Palms with the nine origins before I could step into the Dharma Sui Realm. As for the You...are still far away."

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. Twenty world-level Taoist talismans, plus three Tianling Red Soul Pills. As long as you can take out the dry sign for me, these things are yours. In addition, I will also keep them." You are safe and sound."

The Scarlet Scale Ancestor looked indifferent, "If you don't believe it, I can make a solemn oath."

"Make a solemn oath??"

The corners of Gu Xiuyun's mouth were almost torn open, "This is the most ridiculous joke I have heard in the past 300,000 years. We are already fighting to the death. How can a mere oath stop you? I'm afraid I haven't taken out the signature yet. , you have already taken action.”

"Breaking the oath will cause karma. I will not give up the hope of entering the Qiankun realm just to kill a junior like you." The old man in blood robe continued.

Gu Xiuyun curled his lips slightly and didn't even bother to reply.

That's right, to step into the realm of heaven and earth, one must have a perfect foundation, a clear mind, and all past causes and effects will disappear.

Even if there is a slight mistake, it will lead to failure in breaking through the realm, and you will always stay in the half-step supreme realm.

But the words of the Red Scale Ancestor are just making fun of people!

How could he, a lowly Taoist practitioner, have perfect foundation? I'm afraid there are quite a few oaths that were broken. One more and one less. What's the difference?

And Gu Xiuyun... is now a Half-Step Realm Master, and has cultivated the realm of refining to perfection. As long as nothing unexpected happens, he is destined to become a Nine Difficulties Realm Master, and a Nine Difficulties Realm Master of superior Taoism.

There are only five such existences in the entire Wuyang Sea Realm, and Cangyan Tianjun is one of them.

Will the Red Scale Ancestor just let his enemy become the Heavenly Lord? ?

…

The void fell into silence for a moment.

After a long time, the old man in blood robe spoke again:

"Cherish your life, don't forget, I am the Lord of the Nine Difficulties Realm."

"With or without the signature, I am the most powerful man in the Wuyang Sea Realm, but you will be completely distraught, your body and soul will disappear, and you will completely disappear from the world."

"A dry-signed sign is worth your life in exchange for it."

"Really?" Gu Xiuyun curled his lips and sneered, "There are so many powerful people from the Cangyan clan, but in the end the dry sign fell into your hands. I am very curious, will Cangyan Tianjun kill you? There is no dry sign. , I will die, and you won’t survive, so don’t laugh at anyone.”

The Crimson Scale Ancestor's face suddenly turned cold.

Gu Xiuyun was right, now he had no way out.

With the death of Gui Ao, the Red Scale Palace has completely broken up with Cangyan Tianjun. I am afraid that the Supreme Lord will come to kill him as soon as the ancestor of the Red Scales walks out of the other courtyard.

"What exactly do you want?" The old man in blood-robed clenched his fists.

"It's very simple. Give me twenty World Lord-level Taoist Talismans, three Tianling Red Soul Pills and Haori Dingyang Pills now," Gu Xiuyun said. "As for the dry calligraphy signatures, I will know how to Send someone to Fuling Island, you can get it yourself."

"What? Impossible," the old man in blood robe was furious. "Are you kidding? In a million years, you would have refined the dry calligraphy signature and escaped."

"You can do this kind of thing, but I can't." Gu Xiuyun shook his head indifferently, "Pindao follows the destiny system and does not need to use a dry sign. Besides, the destiny line attaches great importance to oaths. I will not do it for a hexagram sign. , destroying one’s own spiritual path.”

"Pindao, you can make an oath now. If you still don't believe it, just kill me!"

Gu Xiuyun closed his eyes and looked like he was going to kill him.

The old man in blood robe showed hesitation.

He really wanted to kill Gu Xiuyun, but without the other party's help, he would never be able to pass the illusion test. When the Ziyang Villa is opened next time, the dry sign will fall into the hands of Cangyan Tianjun.

With Cangyan Tianjun's Taoist cultivation and the guidance of Qianzi Zhuo, even if he cannot become a supreme being, he is still a half-step supreme.

By then, it would be easy to kill the Red Scale Ancestor.

"How do I know that you will not break your oath?" The Red Scale Ancestor took a deep breath, "A million years is too long, a hundred years at most."

"impossible."

Gu Xiuyun said decisively, "One million years is my bottom line."

Damn junior... The ancestor of the Red Scales cursed secretly in his heart, and at the same time he also felt a little regretful. If he had known this day, he might as well have given away the Taoist talismans and elixirs directly. At least at that time, their previous hatred had not reached this level.

An oath is enough.

…

Time passes slowly.

The three-year deadline is getting closer.

The Scarlet Scale Ancestor finally agreed to Gu Xiuyun's request.

No matter what, the dry calligraphy signature cannot be left in Ziyang Villa, otherwise he will definitely die.

Cangyan Tianjun has always been domineering and never allowed others to disobey him. What's more, the ancestor of Chilin killed Gui Ao in front of Cang Hong and Cang Yue. The two sides were completely torn apart and there was no room for maneuver.

"Junior, remember your vows clearly," the old man in blood robe said coldly, "A million years from now, I will be waiting for you on Fuling Island. God knows that you know it and I know it, and no third person knows about it. If it leaks out..."

"I will definitely give you the dry signature," Gu Xiuyun's eyes were cold and he added in his heart, "And your life, I will definitely take it away."

"very good."

The old man in blood robe waved his sleeves and led Gu Xiuyun to escape to the last stone space.

…

In front of the void barrier.

There was a roar, and the palm print of the Red Scale Ancestor was like the power of heaven, directly smashing Gu Xiuyun's illusory figure.

"Go in, time is running out."

The old man in blood robe watched the cyan figure pass through the void barrier and disappear without a trace.

…

Shit! !

The cyan figure appeared in front of a row of quaint weapon racks. Several spiritual treasures were scattered on the ground. Each one exuded a weak spirituality and seemed to be at the level of a World Master.

"Where's the signature?"

Gu Xiuyun looked around but found no trace of the jade sign.

While he was wandering, a ray of light quietly condensed and appeared behind him, "Junior, stop looking."

"who??"

Gu Xiuyun quickly turned around.

I saw a healthy young man with long hair, a purple flame mark on his forehead, and his eyes were like deep pools of water with no end in sight.

"Emperor Ziyang has only refined eight dry calligraphy sticks in his life, five of which have been refined, and only the last three are left in the main hall of the dojo." The corners of the long-haired young man's mouth curled up slightly, "This is just the emperor's other place. The courtyard can stop the Transcendence Realm, but it cannot stop the Supreme Being of Qiankun. If there really is a dry sign, do you think it can still be kept today?"

"So... there are no dry signatures here at all?" Gu Xiuyun felt cold.

"Of course not. If I didn't say so, would you have come here?" The young man said with a smile, "The emperor's last prediction was indeed correct. Someone really came back with his mark."