On the bustling streets of Mingquan Prefecture City.
The three scholars were talking in hushed tones.
Upon hearing his elder brother's words, the thin-faced scholar spoke up:
"Brother, we only wanted peace of mind!"
"I do not believe in ghosts or gods."
"Exactly right, exactly right!" another scholar exclaimed.
"That's perfect! There's a fortune teller over there!"
The three of them then arrived at the old Daoist's stall.
What skills do you have?
Xiu Caidao was slightly overweight.
See here.
The old Daoist replied:
"This humble Daoist can calculate the Imperial Supreme Innate Numerology, knowing the birth, death, nobility, and baseness of a person. A tael of silver is required for this divination."
The three of them then exchanged glances, all somewhat surprised.
You should know that an ordinary family's annual expenses might not even amount to one or two taels of silver, yet a single divination fee can cost one or two taels.
Fortunately, none of the three came from ordinary families, and a mere tael of silver was only enough for a few days' expenses.
The slightly plump scholar snapped his fan shut, his expression turning serious, and said:
"I can give you the fortune-telling fee, but if you spout nonsense, don't blame me for making sure you can't stay in Mingquan Prefecture City!"
Upon hearing this...
The old Daoist priest smiled, seemingly unconcerned.
The thin-faced scholar, seeing the old Daoist priest accept the tael of silver, asked:
"Master, how many of us will pass the exam this time?"
The Daoist priest closed his eyes, made a calculation with his fingers, and then extended one finger.
What does this mean?
The old Daoist smiled slightly and said:
"Heavenly secrets must not be revealed!"
The three argued for a long time, but the old Daoist priest didn't utter another word.
The old Daoist priest watched the third man's retreating figure and murmured to himself:
"Even as a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, I cannot judge good or bad fortune, so how could I possibly know life, death, nobility, or baseness?"
As for the lie, there's no need to worry about it being exposed; the actions just now were quite deliberate.
If someone passes the exam, this finger represents that person who passed.
If two people pass the exam, it means one person fails.
If all three pass the exam, it means they all passed together.
If you fail all three, it means you fail none of them.
The saying "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed!" is precisely because of this, and it is also the mysterious and all-powerful rhetoric of swindlers in the past.
As time passed, within just three months, the name of the old Daoist immortal had spread to almost every prominent family in Mingquan Prefecture City.
Even the prefectural governor once personally invited the shaman to the Prefecture Office for a chat.
Even so, the fortune teller remained unmoved and continued to set up his stall there, regardless of wind or rain.
At the same time.
Two thousand miles away from Mingquan Prefecture City, one hundred feet underground, in a Secret Chamber.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the Jade Bed, his eyes closed, surrounded by a thin layer of spiritual energy, with a Long-necked Jade Bottle beside him.
suddenly.
The Jade Talisman in his bosom flew out on its own, gleaming with white light.
Not long after.
The spiritual energy surrounding Cheng Buzheng dissipated rapidly, and he opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing within them before disappearing.
Without hesitation, Cheng Buzheng probed the Jade Talisman with his Divine Sense.
A short while later.
Cheng Buzheng stood up, put away the Jade Bed, and transformed into a streak of Black and White Flowing Spirit Light, disappearing upwards.
Meanwhile, the old Daoist priest who had set up a stall in Mingquan Prefecture City also packed up his stall, which greatly puzzled the mortals around him.
They knew the living saint in front of them well; before, no matter if it was windy or rainy, he would never close his stall before sunset. They were surprised that he closed his stall so early today.
The surrounding vendors were greatly puzzled by this.
Although they were puzzled, they dared not offend the old immortal, who was a figure even the prefectural governor respected.
One hundred miles outside Mingquan Prefecture City.
A beam of black and white light emerged from the ground and appeared before Cheng Buzheng.
See here.
Cheng Buzheng reached out and put away the puppet with the Dharma-Class".
immediately.
It transformed into a streak of Black and White Flowing Spirit Light and flew away into the distance.
This day.
An old fortune teller, holding a bright yellow fortune-telling banner, entered the Changkang Prefecture City.
Meanwhile, Cheng Buzheng remained two thousand miles away, quietly cultivating in a Secret Chamber.
A full six months have passed.
Cheng Buzheng moved between several prefectures, secretly monitoring for varying periods. The longest period was in Mingquan Prefecture, where he monitored for three months, while the shortest was in Changkang Prefecture City, where he only monitored for half a month.
Even so, he still did not see any trace of the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect.
Chengguang Prefecture City.
On the only way in and out of the city, there was a fortune-telling stall, run by an old Daoist priest with a sage-like demeanor.
At this moment, the old Daoist priest seemed to be drowsy, but he kept an eye on the city gate entrance out of the corner of his eye.
suddenly.
Cheng Buzheng saw a figure whose back looked quite familiar, but upon closer inspection, the face was completely unfamiliar.
See here.
Cheng Buzheng his gaze; he recognized the man, he must have seen him before.
Moreover, he was quite certain that the opponent could change their appearance, and it must be a transformation technique, because beginners can only change their appearance, but not their body shape.
As a result, Cheng Buzheng noticed something amiss.
immediately.
Cheng Buzheng kept comparing the figures to those in his memory.
In the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng's mind was completely focused, and he even stopped cultivating his physical body. One after another, figures flashed through his mind.
suddenly.
Xu Shi's silhouette appeared in his mind.
Xu Shi, dressed as a constable, was seen wandering along the street, just like a normal constable on patrol.
As Xu Shi passed by the old Daoist's stall, Cheng Buzheng sensed an extremely subtle fluctuation of Divine Sense.
Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng had already used the Spirit Concealing Transformation, but he only displayed one-tenth of the power of this Treasure Art. The mana in its core energy source was almost completely exhausted.
Moreover, it only lasted for three breaths. Fortunately, Xu Shi only secretly probed with a wisp of his Divine Sense and did not search with all his might.
Otherwise, he wasn't sure if the one-tenth effect of the Spirit -Spirit Concealing Transformation could hide the truth from the other party.
Moreover, at this point, he could no longer use any Law Technique; once his magic power was exhausted, he would turn into a Puppet.
Even if any Qi Refining Stage disciple had great talent, they would not be able to use the Treasure Art.
Fortunately, the old Daoist was Cheng Buzheng's puppet, so he could use his Treasure Art once.
Otherwise, Xu Shi would have definitely discovered the puppet's identity at this point.
Cheng Buzheng saw Xu Shi, who looked like a constable, walk past the old Daoist's stall and head into the distance.
Only after Xu Shi's figure had completely disappeared did Cheng Buzheng finally feel relieved.
He knew Xu Shi had definitely joined the Blood Refining Sect. He wondered how Wang Min and Nan Ye were doing, whether they were alive or dead.
If the two of them were still alive, they would surely have joined the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect, just like Xu Shi.
During that brief moment of contact, Cheng Buzheng also sensed Xu Shi's Divine Sense, which is Divine Sense only those in the Foundation Establishment Realm possess.
Because the Divine Sense Divine Sense of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator undergoes a transformation, it is vastly different from that of Qi Refining Stage cultivator, like the difference between wood and refined steel; their quality is incomparable.
Xu Shi's advancement to the Foundation Establishment Realm signifies that he has now become a mid-level cultivator within the Blood Refining Sect.
Moreover, it is highly likely that Xu Shi successfully Foundation Establishment by using the Blood Refining Sect's unique " Blood Construction Formation."
At this moment, Xu Shi's ability to act alone signifies the Blood Refining Sect's complete trust in him. This seems to preclude the possibility that Nan Ye and Wang Min will be killed by Xu Shi as a pledge of loyalty.
Because he knew that once the news of killing his fellow disciple spread, he would definitely be hunted down by the sect, especially with Cheng Buzheng as a witness.
Therefore, Xu Shi only had one path: to go all the way and completely join the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect.