Everyone has his own destiny, which is determined by heaven. Predicting the future is much more dangerous than predicting what has already happened, and it will also consume more spiritual energy. The art of divination is difficult to understand, but Shi Jing has calculated many secrets in the past five hundred years, so his words are particularly convincing.
Yin Ruoxu's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He said, "Who is Keguan? As long as he hasn't awakened yet, we can kill him and unite with the hundreds of immortal sects to seal him. It will be in time."
Shi Jing nodded: "Let me deduce it."
He moved his fingers together and then formed a cross in front of his chest.
"Sacrifice your soul, watch the sky, and be spiritual!"
The next second, a strange soft light began to emerge from the magic circle, like sparks of fireflies, and then spiritual energy overflowed.
All the light is poured into the mirror.
The Nine Profound Universe Mirror began to vibrate violently, and the light in the mirror was radiant, so bright that people could not open their eyes.
After half an incense stick of time, the white light suddenly went out and shot into Shi Jing's eyebrows.
He waved the whisk again, and everything calmed down.
However, there was nothing in the mirror.
"It is impossible to predict the origin of this evil spirit!" Yin Ruoxu was shocked.
"It is better to kill the wrong person than to let one go. Otherwise, once the evil spirit awakens, it will burn all the resentment before it ends. By then, it will be hell on earth and all life will be destroyed."
Shi Jing spoke freely and politely, but it seemed as if every word he said had been carefully considered, and every sentence was as sharp as a knife, leaving no room for doubt.
As if he thought of something, he cast a spell again. This time, a nine-tailed fox appeared in the mirror. It was black in the previous second and turned white in the next, constantly changing.
"Master Siming, what does this mean?"
Shi Jing closed his eyes, exhaled a breath of foul air, and said: "The Nine-Tailed Fox was born, and the world is at peace. Although we cannot predict the evil spirits, we can find its nemesis by doing the opposite. The most urgent task is to find the Nine-Tailed Fox."
"good."
On the second day, as soon as the sky turned pale, laughter and joyful chatter could be heard outside the bamboo courtyard, creating a lively atmosphere.
"Hurry up, it's very lively on Erzhu Peak."
"Today is the one-year-old birthday of the headmaster's son Yin Ci, so we have to celebrate it well!"
One person lowered his voice and said, "Hey, I heard that the jerk seemed to be here today..."
"Why do you care what he does? I haven't seen him celebrate his birthday in the two years since I came to this back mountain. I won't say any more. I have to go grab the red envelope of 500 spirit stones."
"Why are you in such a hurry? The headmaster said that everyone who sees it will get a share, and you will definitely get one."
The sound gradually faded away.
Jiang Niannian sat up, looked at her son who was still sleeping beside her, tucked the quilt into him and got out of bed.
I originally wanted to say "Happy Birthday" to him, but since he hasn't woken up yet, I'll just let him sleep a little longer. It will be the same if he finishes his work early and comes back later.
Thinking of this, Jiang Niannian put on her coat and hurried out the door.
But she didn't notice.
Little Yin Li behind him trembled his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Jiang Niannian's back as she left, his eyes becoming colder and colder.
Is she going to that person’s birthday party too
Did she forget that today is also her birthday
The image of her beautiful smile emerged in Yin Li's mind.