"Thank you for the compliment, nephew Mian Yue. The person below is a friend of mine, who has not yet joined the Tang government." Cheng Yaojin said.
"Not under the government?" A hint of surprise flashed across the faces of Mr. Mian Yue and Fairy Qing Hua.
"This young man is called Shen Luo. He was quite famous in the previous battle. You two should have heard of him." Cheng Yaojin said.
"It turned out to be him." Mr. Mian Yue and Fairy Qing Hua suddenly realized.
Shen Luo had created a great reputation with his Pure Yang Sword Embryo at the beginning of the Ghost War. Finally, he and Lu Huaming and others destroyed the summoning formation of the Body Refining Altar, and his fame soared. Even high-level cultivators like Mian Yue Jushi and Qing Hua Xiangu had heard of him.
"I remember that Shen Luo was a casual cultivator. He was only at the initial stage of Soul Condensation before, but he advanced to the Out-of-Body stage so quickly. It seems that he took some elixir that stimulated his potential, or practiced some secret technique with similar effects. I originally thought he was a genius, but I didn't expect him to be such a person who is eager for quick success." Buddhist Mian Yue had seen Shen Luo once when the Dragon King of Jinghe River took back the dragon head, and shook his head secretly.
Fairy Qinghua had a cold expression on her face, and a hint of disapproval flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, the blue waves rolling in the air suddenly dissipated quickly, and the terrifying pressure shrouding the sky also slowly dissipated.
However, the yellow sand light covering the entire house was still thick and surging, and it seemed that Shen Luo would not come out for a while.
"We have bothered Duke Cheng for a long time today. We will take our leave now. We will immediately report to the sect about what Master Yuan and Duke Cheng said. I believe we will get a reply soon." Mr. Mian Yue said with a bow.
"This matter concerns the safety of the world. I hope you two can do it as soon as possible." Cheng Yaojin said.
"Yes." The two nodded in agreement, turned around and flew away into the distance.
Cheng Yaojin watched the two of them leave, then glanced at Shen Luo below, turned around and flew back to the hall.
The void in the hall fluctuated, and a figure quickly appeared. It was Yuan Tiangang.
"How was the talk with them?" Yuan Tiangang asked.
"It's okay. Mian Yue and Qing Hua both agreed to report your divination results to the sect. But are you sure? Will a catastrophe really befall the world?" Cheng Yaojin asked.
"I hope not, but no matter how I calculate, the result is the same." Yuan Tiangang sighed.
"According to my divination, to survive this catastrophe, two forces are needed. The first is to find those who disappeared on the journey to obtain the scriptures. The second is to gather the people with destiny and fight together. I hope that the people with destiny found in Huasheng Temple and Putuo Mountain are real." Yuan Tiangang continued.
"Have you figured out the result of divination for this boy Shen Luo? Is he the man of destiny?" Cheng Yaojin asked.
"Shen Luo's situation is very strange. According to my hexagram, his fate is precious and very similar to that of a person with destiny, but also a little different. And there seems to be a force interfering with my divination, making it impossible for me to see this person clearly." Yuan Tiangang said.
"Oh, it can actually affect your divination." Cheng Yaojin seemed surprised.
"No matter who this person is, we can't just leave him alone. Let him take part in the future matters," said Yuan Tiangang.
"Okay." Cheng Yaojin nodded.
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Inside the Thousand Mile Yellow Sand Array, Shen Luo absorbed a ray of blue light that fell from the sky, opened his eyes, and his face was filled with joy.