No matter how he calculated, he couldn't determine exactly what the ill omen referred to. Whenever he tried to divine the matter, the workings of Heaven seemed muddled, as if someone had thrown them into disarray. He couldn't identify any specific person or incident.
Qi Shuming was greatly alarmed. He quickly stopped using his mystic arts and pondered the matter in private. Could there truly be someone in this world whose immense divine power could conceal Heaven's Will and render the Emei Sect's Taiqing Immortal Method ineffective?
If so, just how profound was that person's cultivation? How great was their power?
How many people in the world possessed such cultivation and power?
Despite racking his brains, he still couldn't figure out who it might be.
Given his current cultivation and abilities, the only ones in the world who could elude his calculations were the handful of Celestial Immortals at the pinnacle of the Buddhist and Daoist traditions.
But they were all virtuous, venerable masters. Why would they act against the Emei Sect?
It made no sense at all. He couldn't understand it.
Not daring to delay, Qi Shuming hurried out of his quiet chamber. He summoned not only the eldest of the Three Immortals, Xuanzhenzi, and the second eldest, Ascetic Monk, but also all the other senior and junior brothers. Among them were the Two Elders of Mount Song, Chasing Clouds Old Man Bai Guyi and Sai Xian Shuo Ai Sou Zhu Mei.
Even then, True Person Miaoyi was not at ease. Without alerting anyone else, he sent an Immortal Memorial to Miaozhen Temple on West Dongting Mountain, in the Great Lake of Jiangsu, respectfully asking its venerable abbess Yingmu—who had mastered the strengths of both Buddhism and Daoism—to divine the matter for them.
Thus, with great ceremony, the Three