Mount Wutai, Gaohuai Town.

Every household in the town stayed indoors, for fear of offending the cultivators and bringing disaster upon themselves.

The streets were full of demons, including monks, Taoists, beggars, madmen...all kinds of evil spirits, walking around everywhere in an extremely arrogant manner. The market was much more lively than the last Mount Wutai market.

On both sides of the street, there are various monks' stalls.

Of course, most of the traded goods are garbage. With Wei Dongliu's current vision, he doesn't even bother to look at any of them.

Jiang Li'an was very excited, holding Wei Dongliu's arm and looking around. Feitian Yaksha followed behind him, wearing a black robe that covered his body, very low-key.

The reason why he let Witch Jiang hold his arms was not because Wei Dongliu coveted her beauty, but because he wanted to maintain his mysterious personality. Many things that were inconvenient to say and do could be left to the concubine to do - that is, let Witch Jiang disguise herself as his concubine.

Anyway, many people in the demon sect would bring one or two concubines, so Wei Dongliu's doing this could be considered as adapting to the local customs.

"Master." Witch Jiang leaned against his chest and said sweetly, "The stall of the Lingxiu Mountain Sect is next to the well at the end of this street."

"Where are we going to the Six Paths Dharma Assembly?" Wei Dongliu said that I am not interested in my disciple's elixir, and you can go and buy it for me later.

What I care about is the Six Paths Dharma Assembly and the clues to the hell realm!

Witch Jiang understood what he meant. She felt helpless about the fact that she was not the head of Tongxuan Sect, but was forced to take care of two disciples.

However, he needed to rely on the name of Old Thief Wei to save his life, so he could only let him control him.

"The ceremony is held in the open space behind the mountain temple not far away." Witch Jiang whispered, "But one must be at least at the Golden Core Realm to enter."

"Take me there now." Wei Dongliu ordered.

Jiang Li'an was slightly stunned, and immediately countless possibilities occurred to his mind.

Sure enough! This old thief Wei really couldn't be a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage!

Now you finally stop pretending, right? Are you actually a Jindan cultivator? Or Yuanying? Could it be that you are actually an immortal?

The two walked towards the mountain temple and were suddenly stopped by a stranger on the side of the road.

"Would you like to have your fortune told?" The fortune teller holding a cloth banner said to Wei Dongliu with a smile on his face. Suddenly, his expression became stern. "Oh, fellow Taoist, I see a dark aura lingering around your forehead. This is a sign of bloodshed!"

"Mr. Jian, what are you doing?" Witch Jiang whispered to Wei Dongliu, "This Mr. Jian, although he was born in the Jian family of Qingzhou, his ability in numerology is not very good."

"It is said that even in the Jian family of Qingzhou, most of the clan members are ashamed to acknowledge his existence, thinking that he is always cheating people outside."

"What do you mean by poor skills? What do you mean by swindling? Nonsense!" The fortune teller with a three-inch beard said dissatisfiedly, "I am just used to saying things that people like to hear. If they misunderstood, does that mean my results are wrong?"

"Then you are right!" Witch Jiang sneered, "If you have the ability, do you dare to calculate on the spot what my future marriage will be like?"

"Why not?" The fortune teller raised his right hand, snapped his knuckles a few times, and suddenly said, "Daoyou Jiang, you will have a fatal disaster in the future!"

"Nonsense." Jiang Li'an said unhappily, "Who among Fairy Cai Mo's disciples hasn't faced death? Stop talking nonsense and talk about marriage."

"Marriage." The fortune teller deliberately dragged out his voice, "Are you sure you want to calculate this?"

"Fellow Daoist Wei, don't talk to this useless old Taoist..." Witch Jiang pretended to pull Wei Dongliu away, and the fortune teller said quickly, "Okay, okay, I figured it out!"

He pointed at Jiang Li'an and said:

"I said you have a calamity of death, not without reason. Your calamity of death and your marriage are mutually reinforcing."

"Once your destined marriage comes, your death is not far away. But in order for your destined marriage to succeed, you must also survive the death."

"That makes sense!" Witch Jiang clapped her hands and laughed, "If my marriage doesn't work out, then you can say it's because I didn't get through the death calamity. If my death calamity doesn't come, then you can say it's because my marriage hasn't come. Your explanation is really impeccable! It's just nonsense, right?"

"That's what I told you!" the fortune teller was furious. "If I told you something nice, you would misunderstand it. If I told you something bad, you wouldn't believe it!"

He leaned the bamboo pole of the cloth banner on the ground a few times, then turned around and left angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, let's go." Jiang Li'an said with a smile.

"Flying Yaksha." Wei Dongliu thought for a moment and suddenly said, "You go with fellow Daoist Jiang to buy the Ganlin True Dew first."

"Yes, master." Feitian Yaksha responded immediately.

Jiang Li'an half opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.

How could she not guess that Wei Dongliu was going to find the fortune teller!

Wei Dongliu didn't care what she thought, he just quickly caught up with the fortune teller and said:

"Master Jian, can you calculate it for me?"

"No problem." The fortune teller immediately turned around and said with a smile, "What do you want to see, Taoist friend?"

"Calculate your fate." Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice.

"Fate..." Mr. Jian pondered for a moment and said, "Before calculating, I need to confirm with you first."

"Do you believe in fate, fellow Taoist?"

Wei Dongliu frowned, and something occurred to him:

"I believe it, but I don't dare to believe it."

"What does this mean?" asked Mr. Jian in surprise.

"If you believe in fate, you will let it control you." Wei Dongliu said seriously.

Mr. Jian thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"That makes sense."

After thinking for a while, he pointed to the mountain temple in the distance and asked:

"Have you ever been there, fellow Taoist?"

"Mr. Jian, are you talking about the Six Paths Dharma Assembly?" Wei Dongliu asked in surprise.

“No, no, no.” Old Master Jian shook his head. “The Six Paths Dharma Assembly is in the open space behind the temple. I mean the Mountain God Temple.”

"Is there any expert in the temple?"

Old Master Jian did not answer, but walked away elegantly with his cloth banner, stroking his beard and smiling:

"People only think that being a god is good, but they don't know that fate is hard to escape."

"Daoyou, take care of yourself."

He ran away directly. Wei Dongliu was silent for a moment, then turned around and strode towards the mountain temple.

When he pushed the door and entered the mountain temple, he saw that there was no one inside.

In the corner of the temple, there were a few scattered beddings, obviously homeless people had stayed there temporarily.

However, there was a six-path ceremony going on behind the temple, so how could these people be allowed to continue staying in the temple, and therefore they were driven out early.

Wei Dong searched around for a long time but couldn't find any clues.

There is no other choice but to use wisdom.

"Ajing, scan!"

"There are spatial fluctuations on the back of the mountain god statue." Kunlun Mirror reminded.

Wei Dongliu used his Taoist magic to make the statue of the mountain god rotate.

The broken part of the gold-painted body behind the statue formed a line of large characters:

"Avici hell."

"Then what?" Wei Dongliu asked again.

"Didn't you notice?" Kunlun Mirror said in surprise, "You have been teleported!"

Wei Dongliu frowned and turned his head, only to see that the surroundings were still the dilapidated environment of the mountain temple, nothing unusual.

He turned and walked out of the temple.

I pushed open the door and saw that it was no longer the bustling market of Gaohuai Town outside.

But it is located in an underground cave.