Chapter 160 [Very Hard Life]

The so-called Qimen Fate Art is really a magical technique about divination and fortune-telling.

The content is all-encompassing. There are detailed explanations for the numerology represented by palmistry and palm lines. There are detailed practice techniques for numerology, which are also quite clear. However, at the end of the bamboo slip, there is a record that makes Liu Zhuo very depressed.

Those who want to practice Qimen’s life skills must enter the [Good and Good Dao Realm].

"This so-called bad luck and good realm refers to a kind of morality of heaven and earth." Liu Zhuo thought in his heart, and then asked with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Lan, the content on this bamboo slip is indeed true, but there is still something unknown below."

Lan Menglong seemed to have guessed it long ago and smiled and said, "I want to ask about the [Good and Good Realm]?"

Liu Zhuo nodded and said, "That's true. I will not hide it from fellow Taoist Lan. I know a little about the Dao Realm. How did Fellow Lan understand it?"

Lan Menglong said: "I really don't know the origin of the good and good Taoist realm. I am just a Taoist priest in the wild. Where can I understand the real Taoist realm? It's just a skill passed down from generation to generation by my Lan family. It can match the destiny technique and see through some destiny."

After hearing this, Liu Zhuo frowned slightly and said to himself: This morality can be passed on from me to my son, which is really incredible.

However, in this way, before comprehension and good fortune, this Qimen life technique would be of no use to him.

"Fellow Daoist Lan, can you really collect the life span of a mortal as a reward with this Qimen Fate Art?" Liu Zhuo asked indifferently, but focused on the life span of Lan Menglong beside him. Through his spiritual sense, although this life span is not a magic weapon, it is believed that Lan Menglong could seize the life span of the drunk man for thirty years, which has nothing to do with this life span.

Lan Menglong showed a strange look. He hesitated for a while before narrowing his triangle eyes and said, "It is true to take away that man's life span of thirty years, but the life span of these thirty years has not fallen on the lower side. After all, when changing the destiny, there is always a price to pay, and this is just what the man should pay for money."

"That Fellow Daoist Lan, what are you going on?" Liu Zhuo continued to ask.

Lan Menglong picked up the green life banner beside him, shook it gently, and then smiled and said, "Brother Liu doesn't know that our ancestors of the Lan family were also practicing immortal magic and had great magical powers. My life banner is a treasure left by our ancestors of the Lan family back then. It is said that after collecting the life span of mortals for 100,000 years, it will cause changes in the world and help the successors of the [Good and Good Realm] ascend in the sun and become immortal gods. I think I don't have the opportunity to cultivate immortality, but I understand the Qimen life technique, so I naturally want to try it."

Unexpectedly, there was such a magical magic weapon in this world. Liu Zhuo was surprised and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Well, how many years have you stored in this life banner?"

"Ninety-five thousand and thirty years." Lan Menglong smiled, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one go.

"Wouldn't that be only five thousand years away? Fellow Daoist Lan has great hope." Liu Zhuo said. Although he felt that the life banner was magical, he also knew that he could not practice the Qimen life technique without having the realm of good and good fortune. Even if he got the life banner, it would be of little use.

Lan Menglong sighed and said, "It's not so easy. Fortune-telling for others must be sincere. You can't force fortune tellers. In addition, mortals are short, and counting a fortune-telling for others will only cost decades of life. Most of the 95,000-year life span is accumulated by the ancestors of my Lan family back then. After walking in the world for many years, it has only accumulated for less than a thousand years.

It’s just a life of life. At this pace, I’m afraid I can’t fulfill my last wish until I die.”

Liu Zhuo nodded slightly, suddenly felt a move in his heart, and said, "Fellow Daoist Lan, why don't you consider this divination?"

Although it is the most rewarding thing for Lan Menglong to tell fortunes, if the life span is not needed, Liu Zhuo is willing to let Lan Menglong calculate for himself how to quickly break through to the elixir stage. After all, as long as the elixir is successful, he can live for at least 600 years, which is still very cost-effective.

Lan Menglong narrowed his triangular eyes and said solemnly: "I can try it, but Brother Liu, you have thought about it. Although you are kind to me, if you spy on fate, you must collect your life span as a reward. This life span can be from or from Brother Liu. It doesn't match it. It seems that you will have a few years of life, so..."

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "It's okay. If you really calculate it, the Yuansheng collected will naturally be counted on me."

"Okay." Seeing that there was a business coming, Lan Menglong couldn't help but turn into a crescent moon. In his opinion, those who practice immortality magic must have a much longer life spell.

"Brother Liu, stretch your palm over and let it be viewed next." Lan Menglong said with a smile.

Liu Zhuo thought to himself for a moment, then smiled and stretched his palm over. He asked someone to tell fortunes since he was a child. This was his first time.

Lan Menglong took Liu Zhuo's palm, and his triangular eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a serious look. He stared at Liu Zhuo's palm lines for a while, but gradually his expression became more and more strange.

Seeing this, Liu Zhuo asked in his heart, "Fellow Daoist Lan, what's wrong with my palm print?"

Lan Menglong did not agree, but pondered and slashed his fingers around Liu Zhuo's palm.

"Brother Liu, your palm lines are so strange?" Lan Menglong looked for a long time before saying this.

Liu Zhuo was slightly stunned and asked, "How do you say this?"

Lan Menglong pondered for a moment, and he frowned slightly: "I can't see it now. Brother, your palm print is rare to see the past year before. No, there has never been such palm prints. My Lan family has used to tell fortunes for people. All kinds of palm prints are registered and recorded for future generations to observe. But this is the first time I have seen Brother Liu's palm prints."

Liu Zhuo asked: "Is my palm print a bad or good? Can I calculate the fate of the future?"

"Well, I will use the [Good and Good Realm] to calculate it with the fate technique. Brother, what are you going to do?" Lan Menglong asked in a pondering manner.

Liu Zhuo thought for a moment and said, "Even if I can enter the Dan Killing Stage."

Lan Menglong was stunned for a moment, and looked like he didn't understand, "The Pill-Killing Stage?"

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "Even if you are me, how can you cultivate the magic of immortality? This is a Yuanshou that takes many years?"

Lan Menglong hesitated for a moment and said, "I have never seen this fate of my brother, so I will talk about it when I have calculated it."

"Okay, let's start." Liu Zhuo smiled lightly, letting Lan Menglong grab his palm.

At that moment, Lan Menglong looked solemn, his triangular eyes narrowed, and his pupils instantly turned yellow, and his appearance looked extremely scary.

Lan Menglong stared at Liu Zhuo's right palm with his glittering eyes, stared at Liu Zhuo's right palm, and then his lips quickly squirmed, as if he was muttering words. He stretched out his right index finger, pinched several handprints similar to magic formulas in the air, and wrote a word out of thin air in the palm of Liu Zhuo's palm.

Liu Zhuo could feel that what Lan Menglong wanted to write was the word "fate".

However, when the word "fate" is halfway through, the horizontal line has not been drawn yet, and only a "puff" sound has been heard!

Lan Menglong suddenly leaned back, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, fell off the stool, and sat on the ground.

Liu Zhuo was secretly shocked and stood up and said, "Fellow Daoist Lan, are you okay?"

Lan Menglong's face was pale, and he looked extremely shocked, and said weakly: "Little... brother, what kind of life are you? You are so domineering, you almost killed my life."

Liu Zhuo was also very surprised and asked, "What have you figured out?"

Lan Menglong shook his head and said, "I can't calculate it, I can't calculate it. Such a domineering fate is simply against the will of heaven. Brother Liu, who are you?"

Liu Zhuo frowned slightly, thinking to himself, "I am just a person who is unwilling to be bound by the rules of heaven and earth and is dedicated to seeking immortality. Now he is just a casual cultivator wandering in the world."

Lan Menglong climbed up with difficulty and said with lingering fear: "No matter what, your life is hard enough, I'm afraid it's hard to die."

Liu Zhuo heard this and joked: "It's good, who doesn't want to live long?

Lan Menglong sat back at the table, poured tea several times in a row, and drank it all, and then he seemed to have calmed down and said, "I am now, you are a close friend, you are a matchmaker. It is not in vain to meet the domineering fate of a boy, which is rare in the ages. I am now, I am now, and I am now, where is the trip to you? Maybe we can walk together. After a long time, maybe I am now able to untie my domineering fate."

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "I am going to Daluo Temple. I have to do some things, so I have no other plans after that. Maybe I want to go back to Qin."

Lan Menglong narrowed his triangle eyes and said in surprise: "Since that's the case, I'll go to Daluo Temple with Brother Liu. Anyway, I'll tell fortunes everywhere. If the old monks who have lived thousands of lives in Daluo Temple are willing to let me calculate it, then the Yuanshou of my life banner may be able to get it all together."

When Liu Zhuo heard this, he thought to himself, thinking that walking with Lan Menglong was a good idea. He was indeed very interested in Qimen's fate. Although he could not practice, he would learn more about it. It would be good to learn ordinary fortune-telling techniques.

Liu Zhuo has always thought that those who tell fortunes for others in the world are all cheating people. Today, when he met Lan Menglong, he realized that this world is really amazing.

"It is naturally the best to be able to travel with fellow Daoist Lan. However, it is better to go back to the inn just now, rest for a night, and wait until tomorrow to get there. There is also an old man who comes with me in the inn." Liu Zhuo suggested.

"This is great, let's do it." Lan Menglong was also extremely excited, but his pair of triangular eyes were still staring at Liu Zhuo's palm.

Seeing Lan Menglong's expression, Liu Zhuo just smiled in his heart and said nothing more. Then the two of them walked towards the inn.

After returning to the inn, Liu Zhuo went to Gao Song's room, introduced Lan Menglong, and stated that the three of them would go on the road to Daluo Temple.

The money for the meal and housing were all paid by Liu Zhuo along the way. Gao Song thought he had taken a big advantage, so how could he not agree? He said "Okay" all the time, and he agreed.

Next, there was nothing to say for a night.

The next day, the sky had just become hazy, and Liu Zhuo and the other three began to set off. Gao Song fed some grass to the two old horses. Although Liu Zhuo had already fasted, he still bought some dry food at the nearby grain shop. After all, Lan Menglong and Gao Song were just mortals.

After sorting everything out, Liu Zhuo and Lan Menglong got on the carriage. Gao Song hummed a little song leisurely again, slammed the whip in his hand, and drove the carriage out of Xuzhou City and continued to go towards Daluo Temple.

After leaving Xuzhou City, after walking through a bumpy mud pit road, the carriage finally entered the relatively flat official road, and the next journey was easier.

Along the way, Liu Zhuo asked Lan Menglong for his great interest in fortune-telling and physiognomy. Although he could not learn the real famous technique, he could vaguely speculate on the future of fortune-tellers through human hand patterns, which was already very magical and amazing.

However, Lan Menglong began to try to practice "The Age of Eternal Life". However, not only did he have extremely poor spiritual roots, he was also extremely lacking in talent in sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After several days in a row, Lan Menglong could not feel the slight spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Seeing that he was diligent in practicing, Liu Zhuo spared no effort to explain the formula of cultivation several times. He secretly drove the spiritual breath into his body and forcibly increased the concentration of spiritual energy in the world to the level of liquefaction. Lan Menglong finally completed the first step of spiritual energy entering his body.

When he arrived at a city fifty miles away from Daluo Temple, Lan Menglong finally practiced to the first level of "Eternal Life" and at least became the lowest level of immortal cultivator.

The carriage swayed through the towering city tower. Liu Zhuo lifted the curtain, looked around at the prosperous scene on the street, and asked, "Brother Gao, what is this area?"

Gao Song carefully held two old horses and smiled and said, "This is the Golden Buddha City, only a few dozen miles away from Daluo Temple. Let's rest for one night and we will arrive tomorrow morning."

"Just as my brother said." Liu Zhuo responded with a smile.

So, the dilapidated carriage swayed into the city and walked forward on the streets. However, Liu Zhuo discovered that in this Golden Buddha City, there were amazing numbers of bald monks. When he swept his random eyes, he could see big bald heads.

Moreover, even some mortals who did not have their hair cut had Buddhist beads hanging on them, and they were obviously Buddhists. Seeing this scene, Liu Zhuo couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Among the seven immortal sects, there is only one Daluo Temple in Buddhism, but the influence of this Daluo Temple is probably the most extensive among the seven immortal sects and its power is also the most powerful.

After finding an inn, Liu Zhuo and the other three settled down.

After Menglong broke through the Age of Eternal Life, he was in a good mood. He squinted his triangular eyes and held up his life banner, and wanted to go outside to help people tell fortunes. When Liu Zhuo saw this, he couldn't help but follow him together.

With his amazing talent, Liu Zhuo thought he had also seen some of the achievements in his research on fortune-telling and physiognomy these days, so he naturally wanted to have a better understanding.

Lan Menglong pretended to be an unfathomable gimmick and wandered around the streets. There were really mortals coming to ask for fortune telling. However, when they heard that Lan Menglong wanted someone to do fortune telling money, they were scolded by these people for being sick in their heads. Half an hour passed and they couldn't start a business.

"Brother Lan, if you tell fortunes like this, I'm afraid you can't make up the 100,000 yuan in your life for a hundred years." Liu Zhuo said funny.

Lan Menglong also sighed and said, "My generation is indeed the most declining generation of my Lan family. When my father visited the seven kingdoms in the world, he also made up his life for more than three thousand years. In my generation, no one is willing to tell fortunes if he is not good at practicing destiny."

Liu Zhuo smiled and said, "Brother Lan, don't worry. Now that you have practiced "The Age of Eternal Life", you can extend a lot of life. I believe that living past 100 years is not a problem. If you save enough life of 100,000, there is still hope."

"I hope so, I hope so." Lan Menglong sighed.

The two were talking casually, but Liu Zhuo suddenly looked stunned and looked up at the top of his head.

He discovered that three monks were performing invisibility techniques over this crowded street and flew out of the city with green clouds.

The three people who came by the clouds were all wearing black Taoist robes, and their chests were printed with a pattern of Yin and Yang Bagua.

These three are two men and one woman. The man is a middle-aged man who looks forty-five years old. He has a very majestic temperament. The other is a young man. He has a pretty face, but his face is vaguely arrogant. The woman looks like a decade old, with a delicate figure and a pretty appearance.

(Strange, these three people are obviously from Taoism. Why did they come to this Buddhist holy land?) Liu Zhuo secretly guessed in his heart.

At this time, the three men slowly landed in an uninhabited alley. Then the three men removed all the invisible spells and came out of the alley. The female monk in it turned brightly and looked around and said, "Master, is the second senior brother really in this city?"

The middle-aged monk looked serious and said coldly: "You can't make a mistake. Only in this place like the foot of Daluo Temple can he hide his identity. Last time, a disciple discovered his traces. Later, we conducted a separate inspection and found any clues. Don't act rashly and report to the teacher immediately."

"Yes, Master." One man and one woman, two monks responded.

As soon as these three Taoist monks appeared on the street, they became quite abrupt and conspicuous. After all, Taoist monks are extremely rare in Qi.

Although Liu Zhuo was secretly paying attention to the three of them, the distance was very far, and he didn't hear anything from the master and apprentice.

At this time, the arrogant young monk among them walked straight towards Liu Zhuo.

When Lan Menglong saw this, he looked up and asked, "Are you interested in letting me calculate a divination for you?"

Lan Menglong just had the first level of basic skills, so naturally he could not tell that the young monk was an immortal cultivator. He only saw that the other party belonged to the Taoist sect and thought that he might not be disgusted with fortune telling.
Chapter completed!