The fortune teller was a cultivator about the same age as Lu Yang. He noticed Lu Yang's gaze and explained with a hint of complaint: "It can't be helped. Nowadays, people don't really believe in fortune telling. They say things like "my fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God" and so on. It's not easy to make a living."
"Some people like to use the Eight Trigrams to tell fortunes, so I prepared an Eight Trigrams plate."
"Some people want to calculate their luck, so I prepared the dice."
"Some people think fortune telling is accurate, so I prepared the four treasures of the study."
"Some people think that tossing a coin is the most effective, so I prepared nine large coins."
"And this crystal ball. This is a trend that has emerged in Donghai in recent years. People like to use crystal balls to tell fortunes. I even went to Donghai to learn how to do it."
"Moreover, this crystal ball can tell fortunes on the surface, but secretly it can also watch short videos. It's like making two profits with one tool."
"How about choosing one and having it told? If it doesn't work, I won't charge you." The fortune teller enthusiastically promoted himself.
Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked at the fortune teller suspiciously and became alert. He always felt that this fortune teller was not simple and seemed to have seen something.
Man Gutou once met a fortune teller and found it very interesting: "Can you tell my fortune?"
The fortune teller smiled and said, "Okay, what kind of algorithm do you want to use and what do you want to be told?"
Man Gu thought about it and felt that he was a Confucianist, so he said, "Let me tell you my fortune. I'll write a word and you tell me if I can become a great Confucianist."
"Please." The fortune teller skillfully arranged the four treasures of the study and asked Mangu to start writing.
Man Gu wrote a word quickly.
The fortune teller knocked and hissed: "Your handwriting..."
"What's the problem?" Man Gu asked hurriedly.
"Your handwriting is so ugly, what is this word?"
"Confucianism."
"…" The fortune teller sorted out his feelings and explained, "Confucianism means gentleness, and is the name of sorcerers. Following people, it requires sound."
"You are physically strong and seem indestructible, but in fact you have a soft heart and no opinion of your own. You believe whatever you hear and learn."
"Look at the character '需' again, with '雨' on top and '而' on the bottom."
“As the saying goes, clouds are in the sky, and rain falls when needed, which means that you will be needed by others in the future.”
"This character '人' stands aside. It means that you can not only become a great scholar, but also become a new kind of great scholar."
Man Gu was delighted to hear that he could become a great scholar.
His level of Confucianism is the lowest among the four elders, although the four elders don't care. The four elders advocate teaching everyone and say that he just hasn't been enlightened. As long as he can be enlightened, he will be able to enter Confucianism one day and his future will be immeasurable.
But Man Gu was always lacking in self-confidence. Now, after the fortune teller's analysis, saying that he could become a great scholar, he regained his confidence.
I still have a lot of potential!
"Oh, there's one more thing."
"What?"
"Practice calligraphy more when you get back."
"oh."
"Do you need a calligraphy copybook? I have one here. Come on, it's a necessary expense on your road to becoming a great scholar."
Man Gu thought what the other person said made sense, so he bought a copy.
Lan Ting found it very interesting after seeing Man Gu finish the test. He also wanted to test it himself, so he sat down and asked, "I want to know whether my future achievement will be higher in formation or talisman? Let's use the crystal ball to test it."
She hasn't been studying formations recently, and found that she seems to be more interested in formations than talismans.
Lanting is considering whether to change his major.
The fortune teller raised his crystal ball towards Lanting, rubbed it with his hands, and chanted, "Heaven and earth, please help me, crystal ball! Heaven and earth, please help me, crystal ball! Please help me, crystal ball!"
The fortune teller was dumbfounded when he saw the result displayed by the crystal ball: "Uh, in the future, you wrote the formation on the talisman, and combined the formation and the talisman into one?"
The fortune teller looked at Lan Ting strangely. What kind of weird idea was this? This female cultivator was extremely beautiful, so why did her thinking differ so much from that of ordinary people
Lan Ting tilted his head and thought about it. He felt that what the fortune teller said was possible, so he paid the money happily.
It was Meng Jingzhou's turn. Meng Jingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you a disciple of Tiance Sect?"
Tiance Sect, the best fortune-telling sect in the Central Continent, once calculated the time for the reappearance of the ancient world.
The Tiance Sect places great emphasis on cause and effect. Ordinary means of concealing one's identity are useless in front of the Tiance Sect.
Tian Ce Sect disciples can tell the other party's background and origin with just a glance.
Maybe this fortune teller saw that the four of them were from the Wendao Sect and the Laurel Fairy Palace.
"Haha, Junior Brother, you must have seen it wrong. I am an idler, a mere idler. How could I be a disciple of the Tiance Sect?"
Meng Jingzhou was silent for a moment, then took out a blood contract from his identity jade pendant: "Three hundred years ago, the Grand Elder of Tiance Sect borrowed a huge amount of top-grade spirit stones from our Meng family. Later, he couldn't pay it back, so he hid in a cave and announced to the public that he was in a state of death retreat."
"We, the Meng family, went to your Tiance Sect to collect the debt. Your Sect Master made a blood contract, saying that he would definitely pay it back. And any direct descendant of the Meng family who meets a disciple of the Tiance Sect can ask the disciple to pay back the money according to the blood contract."
"Do you want to try the power of the blood pact?"
Lu Yang heard that the Meng family was the creditor of everyone in the world, and it seemed that this was true.
The fortune teller fell to his knees with a thud, hugged Meng Jingzhou's thigh and cried bitterly: "Brother Meng, please spare me a way out so that we can meet again in the future!"
"We in the Tiance Sect are too poor to support our disciples, so we have to go down the mountain and be self-reliant. If I, Luo Bu, had money, I wouldn't have fallen to the point of cheating people here!"
"It costs a booth fee to set up a stall here, and I can't even afford it!"
Fortune teller Luo Bo cried out in poverty: "Look at this jacket of mine. I have been mending it for years and I don't even have the money to buy a new one!"
Meng Jingzhou rolled his eyes. It was obvious that the jacket had been refined through sacrifices and was worth a lot of money.
"I don't expect you to pay me back, so get up first." Meng Jingzhou pulled his thigh out with all his strength. "Give us two a free fortune-telling, and I won't bother you. Remember, don't lie!"
"Hahaha, this is not difficult."
"Come on, come on, tell me my destiny and what my future achievements will be." Lu Yang spread his hands and asked Luo Bu, a disciple of Tiance Sect, to read his palm.
Luo Bu laughed. He was as confident as ever in the field of housekeeping. "It's a common problem. Let me take a look."
Unexpectedly, Luobu's eyes widened, he stood up suddenly, with an expression of disbelief, and stepped back a few steps until he reached the wall.
"You, you, what's wrong with your fate? It's all hazy. In the future, you will have cause and effect with several immortals!"
Luo Bu discovered that even though Lu Yang was entangled in the karma of the immortal, he could still move freely, as if he was not affected.
The scariest thing is not this.
The most terrifying thing is that Luo Bu also discovered that Lu Yang would be a great scourge to the world of immortal cultivation in the future, and would spread the spirit of the Taoist sect to the entire world of immortal cultivation!
The atmosphere of the Wendao Sect is already outrageous enough. If the entire world of immortal cultivation is assimilated by the Wendao Sect, how can people survive
You must never get involved with such a person!
Luo Bu secretly groaned. He saw that the four people were all from the five major immortal sects. They were four fat sheep. It was a good opportunity to cheat them and make some money. He didn't expect that there was someone like Lu Yang among them who he absolutely had no contact with!
No, judging from his palms, it wasn't just Lu Yang who spread the bad habits throughout the world of immortal cultivation, there was another person who cooperated with him.
The other person is...
Luo Bu looked at his big creditor Meng Jingzhou.
Run quickly!
Without saying anything, Luo Bu used his escape technique and ran away without even bothering to clean up the table: "I, I, I haven't seen you today!"
If he looked at it a few more times, he would be afraid that his life would be lost.
Before the four could react, Lob fled.
Lu Yang blamed Meng Jingzhou: "It must be because you asked for the debt that scared them away."
(End of this chapter)