In the folklore of martial arts factions, the Zhitian Sect is considered a strange sect, not only because their sect's headquarters are mysterious and hard to find, but also because its members travel the world with a wide variety of skills.

From the head of the Imperial Observatory to an ordinary beggar, everyone could play along with these madmen who knew the secrets of heaven, according to their words.

Studying the secrets of heaven allows one to foresee all things, but the price is that one must choose what one's future self will look like from the very beginning and then walk along that path.

In other words, he becomes a beggar because he will be a beggar in the future, and he becomes a warden because he will be a warden in the future. Everyone is moving forward on a route that seems to have been planned.

The inheritance of the Zhitian Sect is also based on this. They will search for the person who will inherit their mantle based on destiny, even if the person regarded as the heir may not have the ability to foresee the secrets of heaven in their entire life.

In the martial arts world, the biggest rumor about the Zhitian Sect is that, regardless of whether they are members of the Zhitian Sect or not, anyone who has practiced the art of divination and embarked on this path knows everything that happened before their death.

They weren't foreseeing the future; they were simply recounting their experiences. Their lives were lived in reverse chronological order! Therefore, the furthest they could see was the moment of their death, and after that, they would see nothing more!

Of course, many people cannot verify this rumor. On the one hand, it is difficult to meet people from the Zhitian Sect, and on the other hand, these people rarely take the initiative to interfere or reveal it unless there is a special connection.

However, just as the Qingmang River was about to be completed, a disciple of the Zhitian Sect arrived, bringing with him a student who was clearly a follower of the sect, to perform divination and fortune-telling for people.

Furthermore, he confidently gave a divination to the old master of Qingmang, predicting that there would be no rain for a day, which was quite a remarkable thing in the midst of the continuous rainy season.

With the river channel only one day away from completion, people from Qingmang City and even the surrounding villages, unless they are particularly busy, will take the opportunity to come and see the new Qingmang Lake.

"Master, is this really okay? There are so many people, I estimate at least tens of thousands."

As the young disciple chosen to inherit the mantle, he looked at the sea of ​​Qingmang people standing at the edge of the Great Cauldron Pit. Due to the reinforcement of the lake and the needs of the new trade zone, most of the trees in this area had been cut down.

Looking over there, it was truly a sea of ​​heads. Not to mention the terrifying difference in altitude between the steep mountains, even the soil, which looked like only a thin layer, was about to crumble in the raging torrents of water.

The young disciple felt a weight of life pressing down on his heart, because at that moment, at least several thousand people were continuing to expand the river channel and dig canals.

If a heavy rain were to fall at this time, or if the water were to suddenly breach the barrier, then the blame would most likely fall on his master!

Because he made such accurate predictions in the city, and he so confidently said that there would be no rain today and that the start of the project would be auspicious, leaving himself no way out. The disciple couldn't understand it, because his master wasn't like this in the past.

"Nothing will happen. This is the clearest thing your master has seen in a long time. This is also your chance to open your Heavenly Eye, Aomei."

Even the blind fortune teller was stunned by the grand spectacle, but there was no turning back now. The river channel was to be completed today, according to an announcement personally issued by Magistrate Qin, and all the prominent figures of Qingmang were now standing on the best viewing platform.

"Please take a seat, Taoist Master. It is thanks to your prediction that there would be no rain today that we were able to complete the river channel today!"

Qin Fengmu warmly greeted the Zhitian Sect member nicknamed "Blind Fortune Teller," not only because the man might become his pawn against Dao Chengyi, but also because the man's divination was exceptionally auspicious, indicating his wish would be fulfilled and he would reach the pinnacle of martial arts. That meant his future was limitless! It was a sure thing! It was a sure thing!

“How can a few words be considered an achievement? You are all renowned figures who can observe the heavens and hear the earth. You can tell at a glance whether it will rain or not.”

"If we're talking about meritorious individuals, then it's all thanks to the people of Qingmang, and to all the people of Qingmang."

The blind fortune teller waved his hand and led his disciples into the crowd, with the three of them as the leaders and the rest following behind like beasts.

Jiangning Qin, Huai'an Mou, and Dao Chengyi, who possessed the earth-shaking green expanse, a blind man who vaguely foresaw a smooth and trouble-free journey.

Perhaps Dao Chengyi's peak was after he went blind and died, which is the only way to explain why he didn't see much of what Dao Chengyi did or gained.

But strangely enough, the two people next to them could see it. It was really strange, really strange...

He glanced at Qin Fengmu and Mu Jihai, these two sons of noble families. He didn't intend to explain anything, lest his old bones pass away prematurely.

As for the Oneness of the Tao...

"Alas, if you ask me, the one who deserves the most credit is Lord Dao. He was truly the one in Qingmang, giving money and wealth, and providing extra meat and clothing during festivals."

"Others are just doing their jobs and making a profit, settling the money and goods. But Lord Dao is truly working for the public good. After this project is completed, I, the magistrate, will ask for a plaque that reads 'The Greatest Benevolent Person in Qingmang!'"

Qin Fengmu spoke with a smile, but he was somewhat wary of Dao Chengyi, because his protector had been beaten half to death by Dao Chengyi's men.

The female researcher sent out to gather information announced that she had found a fat, pig-like man from Woniu Village to marry. The man, who had previously been full of vigor and ambition, now spent his days drinking and writing information to pass the time.

How could such an outcome not shock him? How could he not be wary of Dao Chengyi? At least until more of his family's power arrived, he didn't intend to provoke this guy.

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