"It's been many years since we last met. I wonder... how that damned fortune teller is doing now."
Ning Tian looked in the direction of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion and murmured to himself. Before the Ancient Path to Godhood opened that day, Chen Gejiang came to the Wind and Rain Pavilion to teach him the Heavenly Mystery Technique. It was at that time that he learned that he was a person without a destiny.
And now…
Several years have passed.
"Never mind..."
"Let's go take a look."
"If this guy gets punished by heaven, we might as well burn incense for him."
Ning Tian murmured something, then took a step forward. In an instant, spiritual energy surged around him, and he exuded the aura of an ancient god. In one step, he disappeared into the sky and headed towards the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
Heavenly Dome Domain, Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.
Now the courtyard is desolate, with only an old, withered tree remaining, and an old man with white hair, his back hunched, leisurely sweeping the fallen yellow leaves from the ground.
And at this time.
The void rippled slightly, and a figure stepped out.
"Old man, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion... how did it become like this?"
Looking at the desolate Tianji Pavilion, Ning Tian frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was a top power among the human race in the Sky Dome Domain just a few years ago... How could it have fallen into such a state in such a short time?
"oh?"
"Young friend... are you also here to have your fortune told? I'm sorry... the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion has been disbanded and is no longer offering fortune telling services. If you insist on having your fortune told... I can only offer you some words of advice."
Upon hearing Ning Tian's voice, the hunched old man stopped sweeping the fallen leaves, slowly turned around, and looked at Ning Tian with his wrinkled face and slightly narrowed eyes.
"Um?"
What is it?
Ning Tian was also looking at him.
"Heavenly secrets must not be revealed."
The old man sweeping the floor uttered a few words, which seemed to contain endless mysteries.
Upon hearing these words, Ning Tian was stunned for a moment, then a bitter smile appeared on his lips, and a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes. How familiar these words were! He just never expected that such a huge Tianji Pavilion would be disbanded.
Could it be...?
Did Chen Gejiang disband the entire Tianji Pavilion upon learning of the divine retribution?
“Old man, you’ve misunderstood. I’m not here to divine the secrets of heaven. I’m just here to find someone…” Ning Tian’s expression slowly returned to calm. He shook his head and looked at the old man sweeping the floor seriously.
Looking for someone?
The old man sweeping the floor frowned.
Even though the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion has been disbanded, many cultivators have still come here in recent years. Their purpose is to calculate the secrets of heaven, but how can the secrets of heaven be calculated like this?
"I want to find your former head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, Chen Gejiang."
Ning Tian said slowly.
"Chen...Chen across the river?"
The old man sweeping the floor paused for a moment, remained silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Young friend, you've probably come all this way for nothing. Pavilion Master Chen disappeared many years ago. It was because of the Pavilion Master's disappearance and the passing of Ancestor Wangtian that the Heavenly Secrets collapsed and the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion was disbanded."
"Gone?"
"That damned fortune teller... disappeared?"
Ning Tian frowned, but quickly realized something: "Wait... Ancestor Wangtian is dead too?"
His expression was somewhat complicated…
I was somewhat acquainted with the Old Ancestor Wangtian, but I never expected that... that last glance would be our final farewell.
"Yes…"
The old man sweeping the floor looked dejected and sighed, "Ancestor Wangtian calculated someone who couldn't be calculated. He has been punished by heaven and is destined to die. It's only a matter of time."
"..."
Hearing this, Ning Tian fell silent.
I am afraid.
The reason why the Old Ancestor Wangtian died was probably because he had cast a divination for him... Even Chen Gejiang dared not cast too many divinations for himself, let alone the Old Ancestor Wangtian?
"Where is the Ancestor Wangtian buried?"
After a long silence, Ning Tian finally spoke up and asked.
"Tianji Mountain, Wangtian Tomb".
The old man sweeping the floor pointed to a spot.
Ning Tian looked at it, then nodded slightly: "Thank you."
After saying that, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
The old man paid no attention and just kept sweeping and sweeping... He had been sweeping like this for many years. When the withered old tree fell, that would be the end of his life... He was another great emperor of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
…
Tianji Pavilion, Wangtian Tomb.
Ning Tian looked at the tall incense stick in his hand, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He had originally planned to burn incense for Chen Gejiang, but he didn't expect that... he would end up burning incense for Wangtian Ancestor instead.
"Things have changed, people have changed. May you rest in peace."
Ning Tian sighed, then inserted the incense stick with a flickering flame into the tomb door.
boom!
However!
When Gao Xiang was inserted, a loud bang was heard.
"Um?"
"Did the tomb explode? Or did the corpse rise from the sky?"
Ning Tian frowned and muttered something to himself.
However, it was clear that both of these guesses were wrong. A dense spiritual energy appeared above the tomb door, and within the spiritual energy, lines of writing appeared, which also came into view before Ning Tian.
"Spiritual energy transforming into characters... a mere mechanical technique."
Ning Tian saw through the little trick at a glance. He looked at the character "Ling" and immediately frowned.
"This is…"
"Left by a fortune teller?"
Above the character "Spirit" was written: "Fellow Daoist Ning, my mission is complete, and I will eventually vanish from this Nine Realms world. The story of the Nine Realms will come to an end..."
Ning Tian spent several minutes reading through this long passage of the character "Ling".
After reading it, he couldn't help but frown.
"Mission complete?"
Ning Tian grasped the key point. He vaguely remembered that the fortune teller had said that he was the guide of the Heavenly God Body, and that guiding the Heavenly God Body was his mission. He was the tenth Heavenly God Body, so the fortune teller's mission was also completed.
"I see…"
"It seems... this fortune teller might have some connection to the Heavenly Palace, or even..."
See here.
Ning Tian had roughly figured out what was going on. He had some doubts before, wondering how the fortune teller could have lived for millions of years when he was at most a Great Emperor.
Why would the Lord of Death know a mere Great Emperor?
but…
If the fortune teller was merely an avatar of a powerful being from the divine realm, then everything makes sense.
A divine incarnation is quite common among powerful beings in the divine realm, as can be seen from the White-Haired Sword Saint's incarnation as the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
"This guy... I hope that when I see his true form again, I can still slap him in the face..." Ning Tian muttered, a smile appearing on his lips, then shook his head helplessly: "Let's go to Black Soil Dead Mountain again and prepare for going to the Earth Soul Realm."
This time I left the Nine Realms, and the next time I come back, it will definitely be to go to the Black Soil Dead Mountain and enter the Earth Soul Realm from there!
In order to prevent that woman, the Lord of Death, from causing trouble, it's best to make preparations beforehand.
Having made up his mind, Ning Tian stepped into the void and disappeared.
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