034 If the girl of luck is like this, the world of cultivation is doomed, right?
The Jinsheng Sect mainly focuses on refining equipment. Cheng Yanxi has now reached the great perfection of the Golden Elixir, and his skills in refining equipment are superb, and he has learned the true skills from the sect master Jin Guangcan.
How ironic is it that the weapon refining master has become a weapon spirit without any self-awareness?
"Fifth Junior Brother, attract the attention of Junior Sister and Fellow Daoist Cheng, and I will tell you their fortune." Lin Yan secretly sent a message to Chu Linfeng.
As a fortune teller, Lin Yan has many directions for divination, but he never predicts the future for others.
Life is priceless.
No matter whether monks or mortals, they cannot measure the weight of their lives, nor can they measure the breadth of their lives.
A person's life cannot be summed up in one word.
Jiang Xin had told Lin Yan twice about the tragic ending of him and Chu Linfeng, but Lin Yan had not verified it through divination.
But this time he wanted to try.
Lin Yan cast the divination with expert movements, and just after shaking the tortoise shell twice, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
With a loud "bang", the tortoise shell and the copper plate inside exploded.
The noise was so loud that it attracted everyone's attention.
Lin Yan silently used his spiritual power to pick up the scattered pieces of the tortoise shell and apologized without changing his expression: "Sorry, I made a mistake."
Nothing serious happened, and everyone's eyes quickly shifted away.
As a fortune teller, it is normal for him to blow up a few tortoise shells.
It means that you have counted yourself as dead.
Moreover, the greater the ability, the greater the movement.
There are many talented people in the world of cultivation. If one accidentally drinks too much at such a dinner party, the noise made can be extremely loud.
Lin Yan just blew up a tortoise shell, which couldn’t even make the front page headlines.
Small scene, small scene.
Everyone present were great monks who had seen big scenes, so they didn't take it seriously and continued drinking and chatting.
Cheng Yanxi covered Jiang Xin's ears and came over to ask, "Who are you?"
Lin Yan looked at him without saying anything.
Cheng Yanxi taught him with his maturity: "A fortune teller can't tell everything. Didn't your master teach you that?"
Lin Yan looked at him with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
Jiang Xin was also very curious about why Lin Yan would fry the tortoise shell.
[The last time Second Brother fried a tortoise shell was the time before.] 】
[That’s because the place where the Great Elder is imprisoned is the Prison of the Ministry of Justice of the Qiuye Dynasty. Calculating the power of the Great Elder is equivalent to calculating the destiny of the country. 】
[It was just the tortoise shell that was blown up. I was lucky that there was no backlash. 】
[I don’t know what was calculated this time, but it’s the same as the national destiny. 】
These words immediately reminded Lin Yan.
In order to prevent several disciples from being harmed by Qi Wanyun, Jiang Yichen and Qi Lanqing told Lin Yan and others everything Qi Wanyun had done, and reminded their fellow disciples not to associate with Qi Wanyun in the future.
They didn't know that the child born to Qi Wanyun was named Xing Shuyi, but they knew that the giant tree in Qimu Sect was secretly stealing the fortune of the cultivation world.
The fortune of the world of cultivation is more powerful than the fortune of a country.
Lin Yan calculated the person who imprisoned the Great Elder, but he had no premonition when the tortoise shell exploded.
But just a moment before the tortoise shell exploded, he had a bad feeling.
This means that the latter is stronger than the former.
Therefore, Cheng Yanxi's death was related to something stronger than the country's destiny.
Does that have something to do with the fortune of the cultivation world?
Seeing that Jiang Xin was very concerned about this matter, Lin Yan said thoughtfully: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, I see that your forehead is black, it seems that there is a disaster in your life."
Cheng Yanxi had been living smoothly until now, and felt that Lin Yan was exaggerating. He suspected that he was taking revenge on him because he had just teased him.
"Friend Lin, do you know that your words are very strange?"
Jiang Xin agreed.
[It’s really a charlatan.] 】
Lin Yan resisted the urge to look at Jiang Xin and continued to ask, "I just read your fortune, and the tortoise shell that exploded is yours."
Cheng Yanxi quickly took a step back while holding Jiang Xin, keeping a distance from him: "You want to blackmail me?"
Lin Yan: "...Can't you just think positively?"
Cheng Yanxi: "This is the best outcome I can think of. How much is your tortoise shell worth? If it's too expensive, I won't accept it."
Chu Linfeng was surprised that there was no pause between his words: "Don't you even struggle? If the tortoise shell is cheaper, are you really willing to compensate?"
Cheng Yanxi struggled to cooperate: "If it's cheaper, I can consider it. But you have to tell me what the divination is about."
Although the Tianshui Sect has a bad reputation, its strength is unquestionable, otherwise it would have been wiped out long ago.
Normally, even if Lin Yan couldn't calculate his future, he wouldn't explode the tortoise shell.
It's clear at first glance that we have encountered something that is out of reach.
Cheng Yanxi considers himself a law-abiding person who would not do anything beyond his authority.
Therefore, he was very concerned about what Lin Yan had calculated that even the tortoise shell exploded.
Jiang Xin also felt that Cheng Yanxi's forehead was dark, and thought that Lin Yan really saw this, which was why he told the other party's fortune.
[Of course, Second Brother is calculating your future.] 】
[You are dead, and your death is a miserable one.] 】
[The one who killed you was Xing Shuyi, the girl of luck. 】
[Second Senior Brother’s divination showed that she couldn’t withstand the power of the girl of luck and would definitely explode “bang bang bang”. 】
Hearing the name "Xing Shuyi" again, Lin Yan and Chu Linfeng were both shocked.
If the Girl of Luck were to refine a living person into an artifact spirit, then the world of cultivation would be doomed, right?
Although Cheng Yanxi is not her biological senior brother, Jiang Xin decided to give him a small gift because he just praised her.
She took off her bracelet, and with a little force, this indestructible magic weapon broke into two pieces.
The countless runes engraved on it dissolved into nothingness, but the magic weapon was not destroyed. Instead, it entered the process of being reforged.
This is a self-defense magic weapon that Qi Lanqing specially asked someone to make for her. It is made of black silver, which is rarely seen in a thousand years.
Black silver is strong and can only be melted by strange fire.
Jiang Xin's chubby little hands put the broken bracelet together and rubbed it.
The two pieces of black silver were surprisingly soft like dough and soon merged into one, forming a ball of soft "mud".
Jiang Xin pressed a hole in the middle of the "mud" and then pinched the surrounding areas into a square.
Lin Yan inexplicably felt that the thing she made looked familiar.
It was not until Jiang Xin pinched the other piece of "mud" hidden in her palm into a small lid and covered the square small box that she had made earlier that Lin Yan recognized what it was.
——It was a small coffin.
Still a very fashionable sliding cover.
Because the materials for making the bracelet were limited, the small coffin made by Jiang Xin was only the size of a palm.
But the little guy is a fastidious person.
The chubby girl drew a circle around the small coffin with her hand. Countless complicated runes and formations flowed out from her fingertips, blending with the small coffin as if they were created naturally.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xin refined one top-grade magical weapon into another top-grade magical weapon.
The small coffin looked ordinary, but it contained infinite power. Lin Yan felt dizzy just by looking at it and quickly looked away.
Jiang Xin lifted up the small coffin and looked at it carefully, smiling with her eyes curved.
[Xinxin, I am really clever and deft!] 】
[Although it is a bit small, it is enough to hold a spirit. 】
【for you. 】
[When Xing Shuyi oppresses you in the future, you can hide here. 】
[You’re welcome.] 】
She tugged at Cheng Yanxi's sleeve and handed the small coffin to him.
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