Mu Hanyan's face turned as pale as paper, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and a layer of light mist even floated around her body.
As her energy and spirit were depleted, she became increasingly exhausted physically and mentally, and her mind was constantly aching like needles, and her spirit was on the verge of collapse again and again.
That distorted and unreal picture flashed past her eyes more than once, but every time she tried to capture it, she failed.
It was not until this moment that Mu Hanyan realized how lucky she was last time fighting with Shen Moce and the others. It turned out that although this mysterious star disk could allow people's consciousness to travel through time, the myriad images there were chaotic and dreamlike, and they were both real and false, illusory and unreal. It was simply impossible to use it to predict good and bad luck and predict future events.
Last time, she was just extremely lucky, and she happened to see the arrival of several people from the Mo family, which made Shen Moce and others astonished. But this time, she obviously didn't have such good luck.
But after thinking about it carefully, she felt relieved. Even Xinghuan Qianji, a god's guardian and a genius of his generation, had spent his entire life failing to comprehend the ultimate secret of astrology. How could she possibly reach the top in one step?
The pain in her mind became more and more intense, like thousands of tiny needles piercing deep into her brain at the same time. Just when Mu Hanyan was about to be unable to bear it and even wanted to give up, finally, the scene flashed before her eyes again. At that moment, the pain in her mind became several times more intense, and the pain almost made Mu Hanyan faint on the spot.
But this time, Mu Hanyan did not stop like before.
She knew very well that with her current strength, she could no longer hold on. If she failed this time, she would have no choice but to give up.
Mu Hanyan bit the tip of her tongue. As the pain on the tip of her tongue came, the stabbing pain in her mind seemed to ease a little, and she regained a bit of clarity.
Without hesitation, Mu Hanmu seized this last chance, concentrating his mind with all his strength, locking onto the image that was about to disappear from his sight.
The picture that flashed by quickly paused for a short moment. Although the time was very short, only a moment, Mu Hanyan finally saw the content of the picture clearly.
It was a familiar background. Although I couldn't remember who it was when we were together, since I had this familiar feeling, it must be someone I knew.
Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan became more energetic.
After a brief pause, the image disappeared from my sight. Intense pain surged into my heart like a bursting dam tide, and my brain felt like it was about to split.
"Puff!" Mu Hanyan spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling that all her energy and strength were drained away in an instant. Her body tilted and she fell to the ground.
"Mr. Mu!" Mo Qingkuang's expression changed. He supported Mu Hanyan and handed over another pill.
"Senior Mo, don't worry. I'm fine." Mu Hanyan managed to steady herself, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said, "I've finally lived up to your trust. I've finally gotten some clues."
"Mr. Mu, don't say too much for now. The important thing is to practice your skills to absorb the power of the elixir." Mo Qingkuang looked at Mu Hanyan's face as pale as paper and the blood at the corner of her mouth, and his heart was even more moved.
Although Mu Hanyan's willingness to help was mostly related to the family's interests, astrologers who defied fate and changed their destiny were most afraid of divine punishment. From ancient times to the present, astrologers attached great importance to their own lives and would never defy fate under any circumstances.
Mu Hanyan repeatedly practiced the art of astrology without regard for her own safety. Even if it was related to the interests of the family, it was a great favor to him. How could he not be moved by it?
Mu Hanyan did not insist. She had just used the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique repeatedly, and her vitality had already been severely damaged. If her cultivation foundation was damaged, it would be more trouble than it was gained. After taking the pill, she quickly sat cross-legged and began to practice qigong and regulate her breathing.
It was more than half an hour before Mu Hanyan stopped practicing. The stabbing pain in her head had disappeared. She focused her mind and looked inward, and found no hidden dangers left. She finally felt relieved.
"Mr. Mu, you just said that you have some clues?" Seeing Mu Hanyan open her eyes and her complexion returned to normal, Mo Qingkuang asked expectantly.
"Yes, what Senior Mo said just now is correct. There is indeed someone in this world who can resolve the crisis facing Mo Yanlin." Mu Hanyan nodded and said, "However, my skills are not very good, and I have never been able to calculate that person's true identity. But everything depends on human effort. I believe that sooner or later I will find this person and resolve the crisis facing Mo Yanlin."
"Mr. Mu, are you telling the truth?" Mo Qingkuang excitedly grabbed Mu Hanyan's arm.
In fact, with his strength and cultivation, as well as hundreds of years of vision and experience, he should not have placed all his hopes on Mu Hanyan. However, facing the abnormality of Mo Yanlin, he was really powerless, so he had to try his best to find Mu Hanyan.
Originally, he didn't have much hope for Mu Hanyan, but unexpectedly, Mu Hanyan actually calculated the result he wanted and gave him an unexpected surprise.
"How could I make up such a thing? It's just that my ability is limited, and I can't figure out the man's true identity for the time being. Let me recuperate for a few days and then try again." Mu Hanyan said.
"Don't worry, don't worry, as long as we are sure that Yanlin can be saved. The art of astrology is too against the will of heaven, Mr. Mu, please don't force it, just go with the flow." Mo Qingkuang said with relief.
What he feared most was being powerless to save the situation and having to watch Mo Yanlin, a peerless genius who appeared only once in tens of thousands of years, die young. Now that he saw hope, he became excited again.
Knowing that the art of astrology goes against the will of heaven and may be punished by heaven, he did not dare to force Mu Hanyan too much.
"Senior Mo, don't worry. I will do my best. I will never force anything that cannot be forced." Mu Hanyan nodded.
This art of astrology relies too much on chance, or to put it more bluntly, it's a gamble on luck, so she really can't force it. She can only do her best and leave the rest to fate.
"Mr. Mu, thanks to your help today, I owe you a huge favor again." Mo Qingkuang felt relieved and said with a smile.
"Thanks to Senior Mo's support, I was able to avoid the difficulties posed by the Grand Elder and also took advantage of him. To be honest, I should thank Senior Mo first." Mu Hanyan also said with a smile.
"Let's put things in perspective." Mo Qingkuang waved his hand and said sternly, "Anyway, I owe you another favor. If you need any help in the future, just let me know. I, Mo Qingkuang, will never refuse."
"Then I would like to thank Senior Mo first." Mu Hanyan did not act pretentiously. She bowed and said generously.
A super master like Mo Qingkuang, who is also the ancestor of the Mo family, has both strength and status. His favor should not be wasted.
(Picking my nose, I wonder if you all understand by now, Han Yan’s rebirth is not accidental, nor is it good luck.)
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