It is a manor that occupies a vast area. There are three golden characters "Ten Thousand Swords Garden" written on the square plaque. There are two alchemy monks stationed at the door.
In a quiet courtyard, Mo Wuya, Qinglian Sword Master and Xuanbing Fairy were sitting in a green bamboo pavilion, drinking tea and chatting.
"So, Wu Xiao's treasure came from the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts. No wonder so many ghosts rushed out of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts."
Mo Wuya frowned and said.
"Yes! If it had not been discovered in time, Xuanyin Ghost Mother might have cultivated to the stage of transformation into gods in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts. Fortunately, Daoyou Huang and Daoyou Wang were able to solve this hidden danger in time in the Immortal Realm of the West Desert, clear away the ghosts, and seal away all ghosts. Tomb, they have all given instructions to the juniors to kill the barbarian monks without mercy if they encounter them."
Qinglian Sword Master's tone was cold.
For the sake of selfish interests of the barbarians, the human monks in the entire West Desert Immortal Realm almost faced annihilation. If it weren't for Wu Xiao's existence, they would have directly destroyed the barbarians.
"Fortunately, the dry earth ruler is not a heavy-weight Tongtian spirit treasure. Wu Xiao's strength growth is limited, and he can't turn the world upside down."
Fairy Xuan Bing said happily.
Mo Wuya nodded and said, "By the way, aren't Mrs. Du and Fellow Daoist Ning with you?"
"Fellow Daoist Ning has ascended to the spiritual world. I haven't seen Mrs. Du for many years."
Qinglian Sword Master said.
"Fellow Daoist Ning ascended? So quickly? I thought he was still in the lower realm. No wonder there has been no news about him for so many years."
Mo Wuya said in surprise.
"He was very lucky. He discovered an unknown secret realm, found a lot of old elixirs, and refined them into elixirs. He saved a long period of hard training, otherwise he would not have been able to reach the middle stage of divine transformation so quickly."
Qinglian Sword Master said.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, why are you so clean? Did Friend Daoist Ning tell you?"
Mo Wuya asked curiously.
"He came to see me before he ascended and exchanged some weapon refining materials with me. Decades later, his disciple came to report that Fellow Daoist Ning had successfully ascended to the Spiritual Sovereign Realm."
Qinglian Sword Master said the last words with envy on his face.
"As a result, there is no fifth-level alchemy master in Qianyang Realm for the time being. I originally wanted to ask fellow Daoist Ning to help me refine alchemy."
Mo Wuya sighed.
Without the elixir, he would have to practice quietly for many years before he could reach the middle stage of becoming a god.
Fairy Xuan Bing nodded and said: "I am the same. I finally gathered together a piece of material and wanted to ask fellow Daoist Ning to refine it into a pill. Who would have thought that he would ascend to the Spiritual Sovereign Realm."
"You are coming here this time to deal with Wu Xiao, right?"
Mo Wuya asked curiously.
"We don't have that spare time. Besides, he has the Heavenly Spirit Treasure now, but we don't. The chance of winning is not great, and there is no need. Anyway, the hidden danger has been solved. What I want is to ascend to the Spiritual Shu Realm as soon as possible. By the way, Dongfang Didn't fellow Taoist come?"
Qinglian Sword Master asked curiously.
"No, he is either practicing or refining weapons. He rarely shows up. The last time I met him was three hundred years ago."
Mo Wuya said, he remembered something, and said to the Qinglian Sword Master: "By the way, Fellow Daoist Ye, my little disciple was traveling in the Beihai Immortal Realm, and his condition of death has disappeared. Say hello to the people below and ask them to The murderer was caught and brought to justice.”
Qinglian Sword Master has a great influence in the world of Beihai Immortal Cultivation. One sentence he says is more powerful than Mo Wuya's ten.
"It's such a trivial matter that you dare to kill Daoist Friend Mo's disciple. The murderer doesn't want to live anymore. Don't worry! The murderer will be found soon."
Qinglian Sword Master agreed wholeheartedly.
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Three days passed quickly, and there was a three-story golden attic with three silver characters "Tianji Pavilion" written on the plaque.
Two foundation-building monks stood guard at the door, looking solemn.
Several Yuanying monks were standing at the door of Tianji Pavilion, and a young man in blue shirt with handsome features was explaining to the Yuanying monks.
"I'm really sorry, seniors, my master is not seeing any guests for the time being."
The young man in blue shirt said politely.
Many Nascent Soul monks wanted to ask Tianji Sanren for divination, but Tianji Sanren didn't see them at all.
"Little friend Ye, we have something very important to do with fellow Taoist Xu. Please pass on the information."
True Lord Xuanyang took out a golden storage bag and handed it to the young man in blue shirt.
"Senior Han, this junior didn't mean that. My master has repeatedly told me not to see guests for the time being."
The young man in blue shirt smiled bitterly and declined the benefits offered by True Lord Xuanyang.
Ye Hai, he is a disciple of Tianji Sanren.
Ye Hai's eyes lit up and he walked forward quickly.
Zhenjun Xuanyang and others turned around to see Shen Long walking towards them.
"Senior Shen, my master has been waiting for a long time. Please come inside."
Ye Hai said enthusiastically, made a gesture of invitation, and personally led the way.
Zhenjun Xuanyang and others looked at each other, and no one asked.
The news that Shen Long defeated Zhenjun Lihuo has spread, and his status is so transcendent that it is no wonder that Tianji Sanren people take a high look at him.
The door of Tianji Pavilion opened, and the voice of Tianji Sanren came out: "I only saw Fellow Daoist Shen today, other fellow Daoists please go back!"
Shen Long strode in and the door closed.
True Lord Xuanyang and others left one after another with envy on their faces.
In the Tianji Pavilion, Tianji Sanren sat on the main seat, and Shen Long sat aside.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, I would like to ask you to help me divine opportunities. How about this bottle of Golden Soul Pill as a reward?"
Shen Long took out a cyan porcelain bottle and handed it to Tianji Sanren.
"I also have the Golden Soul Pill!"
Tianji Sanren said meaningfully and took out two cyan porcelain bottles.
As the number one fortune teller in Beihai, he has a lot of good things, including Golden Soul Pills.
Shen Long turned his right hand, and a blue porcelain bottle and a gold porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, and said: "There are two drops of ten thousand years of spiritual milk in it, plus a bottle of Seven Stars Nourishing Pill, how about it?"
"Ten thousand years of spiritual milk!"
Tianji Sanren was a little tempted. He pondered for a moment and said, "I don't want these things. I can help fellow Daoist Shen do divination once. You agree to my request."
"any request?"
Shen Long asked.
"If I ask you for help in the future, you must not refuse."
Tianji Sanren said seriously.
"How do I know what you want me to do? If you ask me to destroy a family, or kill the disciples and descendants of the cultivator of the God of Transformation, or deal with the leader of a major force, do I have to do it?"
Shen Long frowned and said.
"You don't have to do it, Fellow Daoist Shen! Can I still force you to do it? I just want a promise from you, that's all."
Tianji Sanren said.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, can you tell me what kind of help you want from me? Killing people? Or refining elixirs? Or looking for resources for cultivating immortals?"
Shen Long asked.
"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Shen is so powerful. I just want a promise from you. Your promise is much more precious than ten thousand years of spiritual milk."
Tianji Sanren said.
"You don't want me to swear on my inner demons, I have to help you!"
Shen Long showed displeasure.
"That's not necessary. I believe in Fellow Daoist Shen's character. If I ask Fellow Daoist Shen to do something beyond his ability in the future, you can refuse."
Tianji Sanren said.
Shen Long pondered for a moment and agreed.
He has nothing to lose. If Tianji Sanren's requirements are too harsh, he will refuse them directly.
Tianji Sanren nodded and asked: "Friend Daoist Shen, tell me your birth date and natal magic weapon."
"I even want to tell you my magic weapon?"
Shen Long frowned and said.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, there are many monks born every moment. With only the birth date, I cannot be sure that the monk I am predicting is you. I only need to know the function of your natal magic weapon, so that I can lock your identity."
Tianji Sanren explained.
Shen Long thought for a while and told the truth. His physical body was powerful and it was not surprising that his natal magic weapon was heavy. There was no secret.
Tianji Sanren turned his right hand, and a golden dharma plate appeared in his hand. This was a magic weapon.
He entered a magic spell, and the golden magic plate suddenly lit up with dazzling golden light, and countless mysterious runes could be seen.
Tianji Sanren's magic formula changed, and a large number of characters flew out and floated around Shen Long.
Shen Long recognized these characters, but he didn't understand the meaning behind them.
Tianji Sanren's fingers kept moving, and from time to time he inserted a spell. The aura of some characters dimmed and disappeared.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the characters floating around Shen Long gathered together and turned into a mini golden dragon. After the golden dragon flew around Shen Long, it flew straight towards Tianji Sanren.
Tianji Sanren flipped his right hand, and the golden dharma plate was pointed at the mini golden dragon. The mini golden dragon submerged into the golden dharma plate, and some mysterious characters could be seen.
He glanced around and said with a smile: "Congratulations! Fellow Daoist Shen, you have a great opportunity!"
"Where! What opportunity?"
Shen Long asked.
"In the volcanic zone of southern Xinjiang, I don't know what kind of opportunity it is. It may be a noble person, a treasure, or a panacea."
Tianji Sanren said.
Shen Long frowned. This information was too vague. There were many volcanoes in the Qianyang Realm, and the most famous one was the Valley of Ten Thousand Fires.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, don't you have more information? The information you provided is too little."
Shen Long said.
"No, that's all. I don't need to lie to you. You can go to the Southern Xinjiang Immortal Realm and look for it slowly!"
Tianji Sanren said.
"Fellow Taoist Xu, you have helped many fellow Taoists perform divination. How many people have great opportunities? Can you tell me what their great opportunities are?"
Shen Long asked politely.
"There are many monks who have asked me to divine opportunities. Only three of them have great opportunities, namely Nine-year-old Sanren, Fairy Chu and you. As for what their great opportunities are, I don't know. Each monk's great opportunities are different. It’s the same, even if it’s the same person, the great opportunities are different.”
Tianji Sanren said slowly.
"Nine-year-old Sanren!"
Shen Long was a little surprised.
(End of chapter)
