Chu Li followed Meng Yu out of the small courtyard.
He was secretly worried, this was Wan Ziyang, the first person to dominate the sea, and even inland, he was also the best in the world, one of the best, and his own cultivation was not worth mentioning in front of him.
Nowadays, we can only hope that the Ku Rong Jing is mysterious and can avoid Wan Ziyang's induction. Otherwise, the secret will be revealed as soon as he steps in front of him. Wan Ziyang is afraid that he can kill himself with one palm, which is no different from slapping an ant to death.
He hates this feeling very much. This hate is also the motivation for him to keep climbing up and getting stronger. But here, he is still weak. The starting point is too far away.
But he knew that as long as he worked hard like this, he would eventually catch up to Wan Ziyang, especially with the clairvoyance, which would be even more powerful, and he could at least intercept Meng Yu's adventures.
The two of them slowly came to the small courtyard at the east end.
The small courtyard is in a secluded location, but once inside, it is elegant and unique. The style is ancient and really very different from the ordinary. It is obvious that a lot of effort was put into building this courtyard.
"Island Master." After entering the small courtyard, Meng Yu became cautious. He stood in the middle of the courtyard and saluted with his fists clasped, and then kept silent for fear of disturbing the people inside.
"Squeak..." The door of the hall opened, and a strong middle-aged man walked out. He walked calmly and had a handsome appearance, especially the heroic spirit between his eyes, which seemed to encompass the world and the earth. He was full of heroic spirit.
His eyes were as bright as cold stars, and his expression remained calm. He glanced at the two of them calmly, and said warmly: "Xiao Meng, is this the expert you invited?"
"This is Mr. Li Chu, Mr. Li. Although he doesn't know martial arts, he is proficient in the art of physiognomy and can see the past and the future accurately." Meng Yu expressed admiration and said with emotion: "He is really a rare and strange person."
"So, is it similar to the Celestial Eye of Daci'en Temple?" Wan Ziyang smiled slightly and looked Chu Li up and down.
Chu Li's body was tense, resisting the urge to exercise, relaxed his whole body, looked at Wan Ziyang, narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly.
Wan Ziyang felt a chill all over his body, as if both inside and outside were illuminated by the turbid gaze of the old man opposite him.
He looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Is this a strange art that I practice?"
Chu Li shook his head lightly and said: "I just rely on a little talent, which is similar to the clairvoyance of Daci'en Temple. It's just that mine is born, not acquired."
"I see..." Wan Ziyang nodded slowly and said, "Since you have such a talent, why not go to Da Ci'en Temple? With such a talent, Da Ci'en Temple must welcome you!"
"Hehe!" Chu Li sneered and said lightly: "The island master is wrong!"
Wan Ziyang looked puzzled: "Is it possible that Da Ci'en Temple still doesn't like this kind of talent?"
Chu Li shook his head and said: "Da Ci'en Temple deeply hates this kind of talent. It is said to be a supreme obstacle that will make it difficult for me to make any further progress in Buddhism and achieve perfection. I should give up this intention early and just be an ordinary citizen." .”
"This..." Wan Ziyang frowned and muttered: "Is there such a thing?"
In his opinion, Li Chu's talent is tantamount to clairvoyance. If used well, it can be a sharp weapon. How can Daci'en Temple refuse
Chu Li hummed: "It's not that I never went to Da Ci'en Temple when I was young. Instead, I knelt down and begged outside the temple for a long time, just asking to enter the temple so that I could practice martial arts. But Da Ci'en Temple was so cruel and flatly refused, leaving me alone. I knelt outside the temple for a month, but nothing happened. Finally, after I passed out, they sent me back to my home."
"Alas..." Wan Ziyang shook his head and sighed: "As expected of the ancient sect passed down from ancient times, it does have its own spirit."
Chu Li sneered: "I don't believe it, I insist on practicing, but it's a pity..."
He shook his head: "As Da Ci'en Temple said, practicing martial arts is useless. Every time you use your talent to help others judge the bad luck, you will lose a little bit of martial arts, but after ten years of hard work, your cultivation is completely gone!"
"It seems that this talent is not without price." Wan Ziyang said slowly.
Chu Li said: "I later realized that my talent does come with a price. I lost not only my martial arts, but also my lifespan. If I had not used this talent, I would have died, but now... I only have one year of lifespan. That’s all.”
"One gain and one loss, that's how the world is." Wan Ziyang nodded and said, "Then can you see my face clearly?"
Chu Li nodded and looked at him again.
The originally cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, and then slowly dimmed again, returning to cloudiness.
Being able to look at Wan Ziyang openly is already a great gain.
The difference between Celestial Vision and Feixing Jue is that it ignores the difference in cultivation level. Regardless of high or low cultivation level, you can see its past and future. The key is to change the backlash of its fate.
Changing the fate of an important person will affect the world and the world with greater cause and effect, and the natural backlash will be more severe. However, the fate of a small person will have a smaller cause and effect scope, and the backlash will be much smaller, so it cannot be changed easily.
Wan Ziyang frowned and looked at Chu Li. His cultivation had indeed not fluctuated. Otherwise, he would have doubted whether it was a monk from Daci'en Temple.
However, the old guy in front of him has a rotten aura and has already stepped half of his foot into the coffin. No one can imitate this, not even the monks of Daci'en Temple can fool him.
Chu Li looked at it for a long time, then sighed and said: "The island owner is really a real dragon who has come to the world. He is extremely precious, but it is a pity..."
"What's a pity?" Wan Ziyang snorted.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "It's a pity that there is no successor."
Wan Ziyang frowned and stared at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashed past, and his eyes really cut into Chu Li's face like two knives.
Chu Li was shocked. He didn't expect his cultivation to be so powerful, beyond imagination.
"How do you say this?" Wan Ziyang said slowly.
Chu Li said: "The island owner will not have a good heir, so he needs to make plans early."
"I am still relatively young." Wan Ziyang hummed.
Chu Li shook his head and said: "It's not about age, it's about the island owner..., that's all, it's better not to say anything."
"Stop talking." Wan Ziyang hummed, "Xiao Meng won't spread the word."
Meng Yu said hurriedly: "Island owner, Mr. Li, you guys talk first, I'll go out for a while, I'm busy with trivial matters."
Wan Ziyang waved his hand.
Meng Yu retreated and left the small courtyard.
Chu Li waited for him to leave and sighed: "The island owner's talent is limited, and he is destined to have no heirs."
Wan Ziyang said coldly: "Is there any way?"
Chu Li said: "Unless the island owner can give up all his cultivation and practice the marrow cleansing technique of Da Ci'en Temple, there is still a chance."
"Impossible." Wan Ziyang snorted.
Not to mention whether he can give up his cultivation, even the marrow cleansing technique of Da Ci'en Temple is not something he can practice. Outsiders of Da Ci'en Temple's martial arts cannot master it.
Chu Li shook his head and sighed: "That's God's will. No matter how hard it is, even if the island owner finds more women, his hard work will still be in vain."
"I don't believe in fate!" Wan Ziyang said coldly.
Chu Li smiled: "Then don't believe it, I have nothing to say."
He knew that Wan Ziyang didn't completely believe in him, and because he had no cultivation, life and death depended on Wan Ziyang's hands, so he could say these words.
"Let's not talk about the heirs, let's talk about something else." Wan Ziyang snorted: "Am I making the right move?"