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Divination
“Why not start a newspaper in Yunxi Sect, and publish the things that the disciples are most concerned about. The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall will write the truth of the matter.
If there are many things, it can be printed every day. If there are few things, it can be printed every seven days or half a month.
The reviewer will be Sect Master Lu or an elder. In this way, the disciples can know the true situation of the matter, and there will be no rumors.”
Zheng Ziheng listened to him with his eyes fixed, and nodded slowly: “This is indeed feasible. When the first copy of the newspaper is printed, I will show it to junior brother.”
“Okay!”
“It’s getting late, and junior brother should go back to rest. Qingli, you should also go back to Lingxi Pavilion.”
Shen Leyan nodded and woke up Qingli, who was already drowsy on the roof beside him.
Zheng Ziheng unsheathed the sword at his waist, magnified it several times and stopped steadily in mid-air: “I’ll take you back to your room first.”
Shen Leyan took a big step to the sword and waved to Qingli: “I’ll call you for dinner next time.”
Qingli also waved: “Be sure to remember–“
Shen Leyan stood on the sword, curiously feeling the wind brushing across his cheeks, overlooking the scene of thousands of lights like a winding river.
Before crossing into this world, he had never taken a plane. First, his family was just an ordinary family, and they had to be frugal with their daily necessities, so his parents had almost no time to take him on a plane to travel.
Second, he later went to an orphanage and went to college in a nearby city. It was not easy to work and study, so where would he have the extra money to buy a plane ticket that cost thousands of dollars?
“Some disciples are a little scared when they fly with swords for the first time, but Junior Brother doesn’t seem nervous.”
“Those disciples may be afraid of heights – standing in high places makes them dizzy and weak in the legs.”
A silver light like a chain poured down from the stars in the sky, surrounding the mountain like a waterfall.
Shen Leyan couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
[I suspect it is the Milky Way falling from the sky.]
“Brother Zheng, where is that mountain?”
Brother Zheng was probably concentrating on flying the sword, and it took him a while to answer him: “That is the Nine Star Pavilion – it is the place where Elder Xuanji divines the secrets of heaven. It is very easy to cause backlash to the body to pry into the secrets of heaven, and Elder Xuanji will not easily divine… I don’t know what happened today.”
Looking at the brilliance of the Milky Way falling from the sky, the matter must be very important.
The prophecy of the Nine Star Pavilion’s divine secrets has always been known only by master, and it is not his place to ask.
He didn’t expect that the little junior brother, who seemed to be not very interested in studying, could write a poem like “I suspect it is the Milky Way falling from the sky”, but it was a pity that it was only half a sentence.
If Shen Leyan knew what Zheng Ziheng was thinking, he would immediately clarify that this poem was not written by him at all, but by a great poet of a dynasty in a parallel time and space. Everyone in their world knew it and could recite it.
Shen Leyan sneezed and muttered to himself: “I won’t catch a cold, will I?”
Nine Star Pavilion.
A huge meteorite was placed in the center of the open-air hall. A small piece of sky above the meteorite was changing. In just half an hour, different weather conditions of the four seasons, such as clear sky, heavy rain, and snow, appeared. Occasionally, scarlet lightning fell.
As the silver light poured down from the sky, the stars around the sky seemed to be much dimmer.
Two lines of words slowly fell on the meteorite as if someone was writing.
At the same time, under the meteorite, Elder Xuanji, who was wearing a Tai Chi Bagua Taoist robe and had white hair and beard, suddenly stepped back several steps. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his breath instantly became decadent.
After the strange celestial phenomenon disappeared, the handwriting on the meteorite also disappeared in an instant.
Elder Xuanji sorted out the surging spiritual power in his body, and his eyes showed deep worry and uneasiness.
“Master Lu, the battle between immortals and demons has caused great suffering to all living beings… Your life star is also flickering, which may not be a good sign.”
Lu Yuanyi received the spiritual power transmitted to Elder Xuanji, and looked at the dark night sky with his phoenix eyes. His cold face was stern.
“The battle between immortals and demons…”
Yesterday, Zheng Ziheng mentioned to him when he rushed back from the village that the disciple with wind spiritual root mentioned “the battle between immortals and demons” several times in his heart.
Just now in the other’s courtyard, he also heard his own future fate: falling into madness, and being burned to death by the fire of karma.
“Elder Xuanji, has anyone in the major sects predicted the war between immortals and demons before?”
“I have never heard of it… This prediction is extremely costly. I am afraid that I will have to retreat for decades to make up for the loss of cultivation.”
“A disciple without cultivation, is it possible to divine the secrets of heaven?”
Elder Xuanji was stunned: “… N-No cultivation? Then even if he has a unique fate and is born with a predestined relationship with divination, I am afraid that after this divination, he will die of suffocation from peeping into the secrets of heaven.”
Lu Yuanyi raised his eyebrows.
The disciple with the wind spirit root, although weak, is lively and can eat and drink. He doesn’t look like he is going to die.
“Elder Xuanji, when you are in retreat, you must remember to practice diligently.”
Elder Xuanji bowed his hands in response. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was secretly shocked.
Could it be that Master Lu knew all about his usual laziness on duty? !
Otherwise, why would he leave only this sentence to remind him?
Zheng Ziheng was very efficient. In just three days, Shen Leyan heard that Sect Master Lu had allowed him to open a restaurant in Yunxi Sect.
As for the newspaper, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall had selected several people who had passed the Xiucai examination before cultivating immortals, and wrote the manuscript overnight to prepare for printing.
After receiving the definite approval, Shen Leyan became busy. During the day, he was busy instructing the blacksmith shop to help them make hotpot copper pots, purchasing ingredients at the market near the sect, and personally trying which rare and exotic animals tasted better.
Some monsters are big and meaty, but their meat is gamey and woody, and it can’t be stewed for two hours. No matter how nutritious this kind of thing is, it is impossible to sell it in a restaurant.
At night, he also had to read the basic spiritual power circulation exercises written by Qingli, and meditate in the yard to practice spiritual power and flush the meridians.
Fortunately, after he had the wind spirit root, his health seemed to be much better. When he meditated, he could replenish his energy just like sleeping. He would not feel too tired for a while, but felt so fulfilled that he felt like he was back to the week before the final exam in college.
The restaurant was located on the road that the outer disciples had to take after school. It was surrounded by mountains and rivers with a beautiful scenery.
However, the two-story bamboo building had been abandoned for a long time and needed to be renovated and furnished.
Qingli had nothing to do, so he volunteered to help him as a supervisor.
Every day, he enthusiastically directed the outer disciples to move tables and chairs and wipe the floor. She was very happy.
Sometimes he would pull Brother Zheng who passed by to help him try the hot pot cooked with monster meat.
When he ate something unpalatable, he tried to keep smiling and teased Brother Zheng.
“It’s so delicious! Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng, try it! It’s so delicious!
Ugh——”
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