According to their original plan, the Xuanming Ghost Tree was to be exchanged for rare resources for cultivating immortals. However, Cheng Yao was a disciple of the Xuanji God. It would not be a loss if Cheng Yao could help with the fortune telling.
Wang Mengbin wanted Cheng Yao to help him with divination, but Cheng Yao was only willing to help monks below the combined level to divination. After much thought, he had to change his goal and let Cheng Yao help Wang Yingjie do divination.
If Wang Yingjie has a chance, it might also be a chance for the Wang family. "Senior Wang, fellow Daoist Wang, please come inside." Cheng Yao invited them in and sat down in the stone pavilion.
Wang Yingjie took out a piece of black wood about a foot long. The temperature nearby dropped rapidly, like falling into an ice cellar.
"This is a Xuanming ghost tree that is more than 200,000 years old. I wonder if you can ask Fairy Cheng to tell your fortune?" Wang Yingjie asked politely, handing the Xuanming ghost tree to Cheng Yao. "A Xuanming ghost tree that is more than 200,000 years old?" "Cheng Yao took a breath of cold air, took the Xuanming Ghost Wood, and looked at it carefully.
After a while, Cheng Yao put down the Xuanming Ghost Wood and nodded: "No problem, I wonder what Wang Daoyou wants to do? Life and death by chance, or something else? Tell me your birth date."
"Let's count the chances!" Wang Yingjie said his birthday and horoscope with expectation on his face.
Cheng Yao took out a light blue turtle shell and three golden copper coins, put the three copper coins into the turtle shell, shook it gently, and then poured it out.
She kept pinching her fingers and calculating.
After a while, Cheng Yao said: "Your opportunity lies in this Hundred Tribes Conference. As for what it is, I don't know."
Wang Mengbin and Wang Yingjie were slightly stunned. To be honest, Cheng Yao's words were no different from what he said.
If Wang Yingjie gets a sixth-level lightning-absorbing bead, it can be considered a chance. If he gets a powerful treasure, it can also be said to be a chance. Getting something like a treasure map is also a chance.
If he had known this, he would have died.
"Let's do it! Three days later, I will do another fortune telling, but I want to know where you got this piece of Xuanming ghost wood that is more than 200,000 years old. If you are inconvenient to answer, then forget it."
Cheng Yao said seriously, "Okay, let's come back in three days." Wang Mengbin agreed and stood up to say goodbye to Wang Yingjie.
Cheng Yao took out a light blue dharma plate, typed in a dharma formula, made some gestures, and put it away. Back at his residence, Wang Mengbin and the other five gathered in the bamboo pavilion, sipping tea and chatting.
Liu Hongxue was pleasantly surprised when she learned that Wang Yingjie had an opportunity at the Hundred Clans Conference, and Bai Yuqi and Wang Zongyun were filled with envy.
"It seems that my husband is going to have great luck." Liu Hongxue said excitedly.
"I hope! We can't be idle. We visit the squares where stalls are set up, attend parties and auctions, and hope to get great opportunities."
Wang Yingjie's face was filled with longing. "In three days, let Fairy Cheng tell Zong Yun's fortune!"
Wang Mengbin said with a smile that as he entered the combined stage, he naturally had to help Bai Yuqi collect resources to attack the combined stage. Liu Hongxue was an alchemist and had no shortage of ordinary resources.
Wang Zongyun was still in the early stage of Xuanyang Realm. After she ascended to the Xuanyang Realm, she suffered a lot. She went to the wilderness to hunt monsters and lost one of her hands. She was stuck in the early stage of Xuanyang Refining for many years, and some of her descendants caught up with her.
When he came to the Qianyuan Continent to look for the Tan Yuan Fruit, he met an evil cultivator. Wang Zongyun was severely injured by the evil cultivator. He was poisoned by a strange poison and almost lost his life.
Wang Yingjie nodded, what did he think of, frowned and asked: "If you were asking about the opportunity, wouldn't Fairy Cheng say it was at the Hundred Clans Conference?"
"Ask about life and death!"
Wang Zongyun said solemnly that Wang Yingjie was right. If Cheng Yao asked about the opportunity and said it was at the Hundred Tribes Conference, it would be in vain.
She wanted to know if she would die in a great disaster.
"It would be great if we could ask the God of Xuanji to tell fortunes for our ancestors, but it is a pity that the whereabouts of the God of Xuanji are uncertain."
Wang Yingjie said in a regretful tone, "If we are destined, we will have a chance."
Liu Hongxue said with a smile that since they now know Cheng Yao, they might be able to meet the Mysterious Lord in the future. As for whether they can ask the Mysterious Lord to do divination, that is another matter.
Three days later, Wang Mengbin, Wang Yingjie and Wang Zongyun came to the door, and Cheng Yao warmly received them.
After a few pleasantries, Wang Mengbin got down to business: "Fairy Cheng, we got this piece of Xuanming Ghost Wood from an ancient monk's cave in Wanlingyuan, Xuanling Continent."
He wanted to take this opportunity to lead the God of Xuanji to the Xuanling Continent, so that Wang Changsheng would have the opportunity to use the God of Xuanji for divination.
"Wanlingyuan?"
Cheng Yao was slightly stunned. She had never been to Xuanling Continent and didn't know the situation in Wanlingyuan.
Wang Zongyun introduced the situation of Wanlingyuan in detail, and Cheng Yao nodded thoughtfully. "Which of you wants to tell fortunes? What is it?" Cheng Yao's eyes fell on Wang Yingjie and Wang Zongyun.
"I want to tell fortunes, life and death." Wang Zongyun said his birth date.
Cheng Yao took out the green turtle shell, shook it gently, poured out three golden copper coins, and started to deduce.
After a while, Cheng Yao said: "You'd better stay on the island and stay away from the land. If you encounter enemies who practice earth-attribute skills or monsters who are proficient in earth-attribute magical powers, avoid them as much as possible!"
"Thank you, Fairy Cheng."
Wang Zongyun breathed a sigh of relief. According to this view, she may not die in the great disaster. From this view, she cannot go to Tianyang Sand Sea.
"Divination does not mean it is absolute. You can change your destiny against the will of heaven. Fate is not predetermined, but there are still a few people who can change your destiny against the will of heaven. Please be more careful!"
Cheng Yao warned. Wang Zongyun nodded and agreed. After chatting for a while, Wang Mengbin and the other three said goodbye and left.
As soon as they left, Shen Tuxiao walked out with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Xuanling Continent, Wanlingyuan, they may not be telling the truth, they probably want to lure the master to Xuanling Continent."
Shen Tuxiao frowned and said.
He has checked the details of Wang Mengbin and others and knows that they are from the Qinglian Wang family in Xuanling Continent.
What a coincidence that Xuanming Ghost Tree is located in Wanlingyuan of Xuanling Continent?
Some people have done similar things before, hoping to take this opportunity to meet the mysterious Lord.
"Maybe! Anyway, we can get a piece of Xuanming Ghost Wood that is more than 200,000 years old. This trip is not in vain. We just report it to the master truthfully. As for the master whether to go to Xuanling Continent or not, that is the master's business."
Cheng Yao said with a smile.
Shen Tuxiao nodded and said: "That's true. My fellow Taoists and I also got some Tianming Stones. There are still several years until the Hundred Tribes Conference is officially held. Maybe we can collect more materials and attend more gatherings." Or an auction!"
Cheng Yao agreed. She remembered something and said with a smile: "Maybe my chance is to get this piece of Xuanming ghost wood that is more than 200,000 years old."
The soul-suppressing stone and the Xuanming ghost tree are both rare things. This may be the opportunity that Zhenjun Jiuxuan mentioned. "Maybe!" Shen Tuxiao nodded.
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