The Heavenly Demon Sect, the Wind and Rain Pavilion.
"You damn fortune teller, what did you just say?"
"Celestial Secrets?"
Ning Tian took a sip of tea and looked at Chen Gejiang.
"Exactly."
Chen Gejiang nodded slightly and calmly sipped his tea.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Ning Tian put down his teacup, stroked his chin, and suddenly became interested. He looked at Chen Gejiang, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You damn fortune teller, are you really so kind as to pass on your divination techniques to me?"
"nature."
Chen Gejiang also put down his teacup and looked at Ning Tian, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ning, have you ever heard that those who scheme to outwit the heavens will be punished by heaven?"
I've heard a little about it.
Ning Tian nodded slightly.
"And all the past masters of my Heavenly Mystery Pavilion have died as divine retribution, all because they calculated the secrets of heaven, yet ultimately could not escape this calamity," Chen Gejiang said slowly from the side.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Ning Tian frowned slightly, his tone somewhat displeased: "So you mean you're also going to suffer divine retribution, so you're passing on the Heavenly Secrets Technique to me? Are you trying to drag me down with you?"
"Excuse me, I'm afraid of dying."
"It's better not to learn this divination technique."
"I…"
Chen was speechless across the river.
"What, aren't you afraid of death?" Ning Tian said seriously. He wasn't so hypocritical and righteous. Being afraid of death is being afraid of death. It's not a disgrace. Who isn't afraid of death?
Chen Gejiang was speechless again. He shook his head helplessly, "My divine retribution has not yet come, but Fellow Daoist Ning, your divine retribution will never come."
He paused for a moment after saying this.
Then he looked at Ning Tian very seriously: "At the very least, it won't be because of the Heavenly Secret Technique!"
"because…"
"You are not destined for good fortune!"
"The divine retribution of the Heavenly Secrets Technique will not befall you. If you master the Heavenly Secrets Technique, as long as you are powerful, you can calculate the secrets of heaven without any restraint and without worrying about divine retribution!"
Even Chen Gejiang's expression became somewhat agitated when the topic of "no destiny" came up.
"oh?"
"In other words, I can use the Heavenly Secrets Technique indefinitely without worrying about the consequences."
Ning Tian raised an eyebrow.
"To be precise, that is indeed the case."
Chen Gejiang nodded.
When the Old Ancestor Wangtian told him that Ning Tian had no destiny, it further confirmed his thoughts. It's just a pity that after Old Ancestor Wangtian calculated Ning Tian's destiny, he is now basically a cripple.
This is the price of predicting the secrets of heaven.
"This is also why I firmly believe in Fellow Daoist Ning among all the Celestial Bodies."
Chen Gejiang looked at Ning Tian solemnly and slowly said, "Throughout the generations of Heavenly Gods, all have a destiny, but you have no destiny. This is why I firmly believe in you. Your destiny is in your own hands, not in the hands of Heaven."
"This world is indeed far more wonderful than I imagined!"
A glint of light flashed in Chen Gejiang's eyes.
"Perhaps."
Ning Tian said it casually, but he was thinking a lot.
No destiny?
Could it be that the original owner's soul has already died, and this new soul from another world is not originally from the Tianxuan Continent, so the Heavenly Dao has no jurisdiction over him?
interesting.
He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Chen Gejiang.
"OK."
"Give it to me."
Chen Gejiang nodded slightly and took out a scroll: "Let me make it clear beforehand that the Heavenly Secrets Technique is different in each generation, so this is only the initial template of the Heavenly Secrets Technique. As for how well you can utilize the Heavenly Secrets Technique, that depends entirely on you, Fellow Daoist Ning."
"Okay, I understand."
Ning Tian took the scroll, weighed it in his hand for a moment, and then put it into his storage ring.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, don't you understand? If there's anything you don't understand, perhaps I can give you some pointers." Seeing that Ning Tian didn't even look at him, Chen Gejiang was taken aback and somewhat puzzled.
"Need not."
"Comprehending the secrets of heaven is as simple to me as drinking tea. The important thing is how to comprehend my own secrets of heaven."
Ning Tian waved his hand slightly, and after he finished speaking, he actually took a sip of tea.
Chen Gejiang: "..."
Although I think Fellow Daoist Ning has some merit, I suspect you're just showing off.
"Keep it up, fellow Daoist."
“Every journey on the ancient path to godhood is a bloodbath. Few survive, and even fewer become gods. And many who do become gods die in the God Realm. In short, I believe that even the God Realm cannot stop you, fellow Daoist.”
Chen Gejiang sighed and said.
"Perhaps."
Ning Tian, holding his teacup, said something in a calm tone.
The two drank tea instead of wine, enjoying it immensely. Meanwhile, in the sky above, cultivators from various realms came and went, all waiting for the ancient road to open.
…
A month has passed.
And more and more powerful individuals are gathering in the Heavenly Spirit Domain.
Above the sky.
The tightly closed stone door slowly opened, emanating a suffocating pressure of the Heavenly Dao and a unique power. All the experts of the Nine Domains understood that the power... was divine power!
It comes from the realm of the gods—divine power!
The Heavenly Demon Cult.
boom!
All around, houses were shattered, and a series of exclamations drew the attention of many powerful figures within the Heavenly Demon Sect.
"The Patriarch has emerged from seclusion!"
Ning Tian emerged from the ruins, his face covered in stubble, looking somewhat weathered. Upon seeing this, the Supreme Elder and the others were puzzled, wondering what their ancestor had experienced.
Although only a month had passed, it felt like an entire spring and autumn to the patriarch.
"call…"
Ning Tian let out a long breath, his spiritual energy stirred slightly, and his stubble fell off.
Although it was only a month, he had spent a full year in the Flowing Sands Spirit Realm, which is why he felt out of place. While his strength hadn't improved, however…
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