Zhongzhou, Tianxian City

, a voice of "Fellow Daoist, please stay" made Lin Jiang shudder. The power of this voice was too great for Lin Jiang, and he almost drew his sword.

The person behind him was also frightened by Lin Jiang's behavior. Isn't it just a voice of "Fellow Daoist, please stay"? Is it necessary to be so scared?

Lin Jiang turned around and saw a handsome young man, but what ruined the mood was that he was holding a banner with the words "divine calculation" written on it.

"Fortune teller?"

Lin Jiang was very surprised. He had lived for so many years and rarely saw fortune tellers in the world of immortal cultivation. Those who did were among mortals and were just fooling people. There

is no such thing as fortune telling for immortal cultivators in the world of immortal cultivation, because the way of heaven cannot be calculated, and the future of immortal cultivators is even more elusive and traceless. No one has ever calculated it accurately, and if it can't be calculated accurately, it is a liar and a charlatan. The price of cheating in the world of immortal cultivation is not ordinary. It is not as simple as beating you up if you calculate wrong, but you have to draw your sword.

So there may have been fortune tellers in the world of immortal cultivation, but they have long died.

"Yes, my name is Xia Qingshan. I have been studying the Tianmi Secret Scroll and have made great progress. Today I saw that your forehead was black..."

"I am afraid of a bloody disaster."

"Hey, how did you know that? Could it be that you are also from the same sect?"

"If you just came out from here as well, then maybe we are from the same sect."

Lin Jiang pointed to the Tianfang Pavilion next to him. Xia Qingshan looked suspicious after hearing this. Obviously, he didn't get the point. Lin

Jiang turned around and wanted to leave, but Xia Qingshan followed him and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't think I'm a liar. I'm not a liar."

"I don't care whether you are a liar or not. I just want to tell you that I have no money. If you have the ability, go to the Tianfang Pavilion. There are many rich people there."

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist..."

Lin Jiang quickened his pace. Xia Qingshan couldn't keep up. He called out to him a few times from behind, but Lin Jiang didn't respond.

Lin Jiang did not take this little thing seriously, and was still waiting for his Rong Shen Dan. However, not long after, Lin Jiang heard about Xia Qingshan from his new drinking buddies.

"He is a god of fortune-telling. Xia Qingshan is incredible..."

"He is so amazing that his words come true..."

Several people were talking about Xia Qingshan. In a short period of time, Xia Qingshan made a name for himself in Tianxian City. Of course, he became famous by fortune-telling. It is said that he told fortunes for several people, and all of them were extremely accurate.

"Is it really that accurate?"

Lin Jiang still did not believe it. The fate of a cultivator is elusive. Yang Luo is so evil, but he has never heard that she can tell fortunes for people.

"Daoyou Li, if you don't believe it, go and see. Xia Qingshan is the master in Dongcheng. He claims to do a calculation every day, but he only calculates once a day. I guess there are a lot of people lining up now."

"Daoyou Li, let's go and see it together. I heard that some high-level cultivators have begun to believe it."

"Nonsense!"

Lin Jiang continued to not believe it. Which high-level cultivator doesn't have a Dao heart lever? How can they believe this?

"You will know when you go and see it. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll just watch the fun."

"Let's go, let's go together."

Several people started to make a fuss. Lin Jiang didn't care. He was free anyway.

When they arrived in Dongcheng District, they saw a group of cultivators surrounding a shop. The door of the shop was not open. Lin Jiang and others were drinking tea in a nearby teahouse.

"Xia Qingshan has a lot of rules. He only calculates once a day, and the remuneration is varied. Sometimes he wants a top-grade spirit stone, sometimes he wants an elixir, or even gives it away for free."

"Then who will he calculate for with so many people?" "

It depends on his liking. He comes out to take a look and calculates for whoever he likes."

"Hey, you have quite a bad temper.

" "That's right, aren't you afraid of getting beaten

?" "I'm curious about how he calculates. Date of birth?

" "That's definitely not possible. Do you remember your date of birth?"

"No."

"Who would remember that? I even forgot how old I was."

"Hehe, me too."

Everyone laughed. It was normal for anyone who had lived for more than a few hundred years to have an error of three to five years in his or her age, especially for high-level cultivators like them, who would go into seclusion for decades or even hundreds of years.

After a long time, Xia Qingshan finally opened the door. He was also shocked to see the cultivators gathered outside the door. He quickly posted the requirements for today's reward. Today, his requirement was a Nascent Soul Pill.

When this requirement was made, the people around were dumbfounded. Most of those people were mainly practicing Qi and building foundation. How could they afford this reward? They all started to make noises. Even Lin Jiang and others sitting in the nearby teahouse were a little surprised. Today's reward requirement was very high.

"My fellow Taoist, you and I have a fate today..."

Xia Qingshan glanced and saw the people hiding in a teahouse to watch the excitement. He immediately sent a message to him.

"I don't have a Nascent Soul Pill"

"There is a black air between your eyebrows. If I guess correctly, you should be worried about the safety of your blood relatives"

"You..."

"Why don't you come in and talk?"

"Okay"

The man finally agreed and walked into Xia Qingshan's shop under the eyes of everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, how do you know that I am concerned about the safety of my blood relatives?"

"Since I am called a fortune teller, I can calculate it naturally."

"I will trust you for now. If you can really help me find my son, I will give you the Infant Transformation Pill."

The man gritted his teeth and said that he did have an Infant Transformation Pill, and there was only one. This was prepared for his son, but his son disappeared not long ago. He has been looking for him for a long time and there is no trace of him.

"It's easy to find someone, give me a drop of your blood essence."

"I have used the blood tracking secret technique, but it didn't work."

"The same secret technique, used by different people, has different effects."

"Okay."

After hearing what Xia Qingshan said, the man forced out a drop of blood essence and gave it to Xia Qingshan. Xia Qingshan took out a few spirit stones, pinched them into the shape of coins, smeared the man's blood essence on them, shook them for a while, and then threw them out casually.

The coin fell to the ground. Xia Qingshan stared at the coin for a long time without saying anything. The man was a little anxious and said, "Fellow Daoist Xia, what happened?"

Xia Qingshan stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him. The man understood immediately and took out a jade bottle from the storage bag with the Infant Pill in it.

"Your son is still alive for the time being and is still within the scope of Tianxian City. Look for him to the west for three days. If you don't find him for more than three days, he will die." "

Fellow Daoist Xia, since you have forgotten it, why don't you tell me the exact location?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be leaked. I charge you money to calculate for you, which is already leaking the secret of heaven. What I say now is still within the scope of what I can bear. If I say more, I can't bear it."

"..."

"Don't make this matter public. If more people know about it, I'm afraid the secret of heaven will change again."

"Okay, then I believe you once, and I will visit you again in a few days."

The man nodded. If it is really useful, then bring gifts to thank you. If you cheat him, then bring a knife to thank him.

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As time went by, Xia Qingshan's reputation in Tianxian City became more and more famous, because the results of Xia Qingshan's calculations began to be verified one after another. He calculated for people dozens of times without any mistakes, and his name was instantly known in Tianxian City.

As his fame grew, more and more people came to Xia Qingshan for fortune-telling. Low-level cultivators had almost no chance, because Xia Qingshan's remuneration became more and more varied and strange.

But this still couldn't stop more and more people from coming to him, and Xia Qingshan had to change the calculation from one day to one every three days, and now it is one every ten days.

"Life really sees many similar things, and it's another time to see him build a tall building."

Lin Jiang heard a lot about Xia Qingshan's news. At first, Lin Jiang wanted to ask him to calculate the whereabouts of his third sister Lin Die, but slowly, Lin Jiang extinguished this thought.

It's not that Lin Jiang doesn't care about his third sister, but Xia Qingshan behaved too weirdly. The higher the cultivation level of the cultivator, the more unpredictable and difficult it is to calculate the fate. This is a common sense in the world of immortal cultivation.

But on Xia Qingshan's side, this common sense was broken. Breaking common sense is abnormal, and abnormal things are demons. With Lin Jiang's character, he would naturally hide as far as possible.

However, life is so bloody. Lin Jiang tried his best to avoid contact with Xia Qingshan, but one day, Lin Jiang saw Lin Ying walking into Xia Qingshan's shop.