It turns out that I am the master of immortal cultivation. Chapter 691 of the main text. The moment of witnessing the miracle. The fortune teller began to prepare with a solemn face.

He was the supreme master of the Great Dao, while Gu Yuan was only at the realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. However, he was extremely cautious, because he knew clearly what kind of existence was behind Gu Yuan.

This is the Great Dao of the Seventh Realm!

In the mortal world, even his master did not dare to confront him head-on.

Such an existence obscures cause and effect and cannot be seen clearly!

However, because of this, he had to mobilize a large number of troops and take these measures to better understand the person behind him, so as to make him fall into eternal damnation!

"Soul-stealing wood, dream-entering flower, age-moon grass, divine jade..."

The divine fortune teller muttered the names of various materials, and at the same time, the magic power around him surged, causing endless laws to descend, and the aura of the Great Dao surrounded him, suppressing this space.

The terrifying power made Lei Teng and Ye Qingshan stunned for a while, looking at the strange phenomena in the sky in shock and awe.

At the same time, they became more confused.

"Why on earth is the divine fortune teller so formal?"

"I'm afraid that behind the seventh realm, there are really big secrets that we can hardly imagine."

They looked at each other, and their eyes were shining.

As time passed, a strange formation was engraved in the hall, and Gu Yuan was at the center of the formation. Layers of light surrounded Gu Yuan, as if to engulf him.

Space was distorted around him, making the time and space there seem unreal.

Ye Qingshan suddenly thought of something, and said with wide eyes: "This... This is the breath of time?!"

Lei Teng was also shocked, "Tracing back to the source, the divine fortune teller is not going to trace the traces of time to explore information?!"

"Not bad!"

The divine fortune teller smiled slightly, surrounded by light, showing his unfathomable depth.

He said, "I will use a secret method to enter the long river of time, trace back his years, and see his past! This is much more stable than searching the soul."

It's really the years!

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng couldn't help but tremble.

It's worthy of being the Tianji Pavilion, even this kind of secret method exists.

Even a great power in the realm of heaven can't grasp the breath of time. This is a method against the heavens. Only people with great magic power can touch it. If you are not careful, you will be crushed by the millstone of the road.

Although the divine fortune teller only uses the long river of time to see the past, it is also extremely terrifying.

Gu Yuan was in a panic, his face flushed red, he struggled desperately, and roared with bloodshot eyes: "Kill me! You can't get any information from me!"

"Haha, it's not up to you, I have to start."

The fortune teller smiled contemptuously, raised his hands slightly and pressed them on Gu Yuan's head, and said calmly: "The next time is the time to witness the miracle, I will escape into the long river of time, don't let anyone disturb me!"

"Buzz!"

After the words were spoken.

The majestic aura of the avenue came roaring down, like a tide, gathering from all directions. The terrifying pressure made Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng have no doubt that once out of control, it would be enough to easily annihilate them!

"Whirl, wah!"

In the void, there was a sudden sound of river water, the water was rushing, hitting the rocks, as if it came from the ancient times, full of the breath of time.

In the center of the formation, a gorgeous light enveloped Shen Daozi and Gu Yuan, and there seemed to be a river looming in the distance.

In the long river of time, Shen Daozi's figure gradually appeared.

He stood on the river, looking at the endless river water under his feet, and his face couldn't help but reveal an obsession.

"Is this the power of time? It's really a desirable power!"

He raised his hand, wanting to touch the time that seemed to be close at hand, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

He came back to his senses, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked upstream at Gu Yuan's experience, "Let me see what secrets are hidden in the so-called courtyard and the so-called master!"

...

At the same time.

In the courtyard.

Li Nianfan sat in the middle of the courtyard, with a picture frame in front of him, holding a brush and painting.

Situ Qin stood behind him, watching quietly.

"To draw figures, it is necessary to understand and study the basic shape, proportion structure, etc. of the human body, as well as the changing laws of human body movement, so as to accurately shape and express the shape and spirit of the character."

Li Nianfan gave instructions while drawing, "I am now teaching you to draw the head of a character. First of all, you have to pay attention to the outline of the character. The most difficult part is to fill in the facial features... There is no camera here, but if you practice well according to my painting method, it will be more realistic than a camera."

Situ Qin stared at it without blinking, her mouth slightly open, shocked.

In her eyes, she could feel that under Li Nianfan's pen, the thousands of avenues were as gentle as puppies, obediently following his pen tip, and every stroke outlined was an unimaginable power. If it weren't for her advanced cultivation and becoming the Supreme of the Great Dao, she wouldn't even be qualified to look directly at it!

The most important thing is... Li Nianfan is too casual, too carefree.

Every stroke is extremely natural, as if it is integrated with the world, giving people a sense of appreciation.

Situ Qin also tried to paint, but she couldn't draw the charm at all. She always felt that there was an infinite pressure suppressing her pen, making the lines she drew not perfect enough.

Simply put, the eyes can do it, but the hands can't.

Unknowingly, a painting has been completed.

The person in the painting is Gu Yuan.

Like a black and white photo, printed on paper, is a portrait that Li Nianfan specially drew for Gu Yuan.

Although no one has made it clear what happened to Gu Yuan, it is likely that he died, so Li Nianfan drew this portrait for him. When Yang Jian passed away, Li Nianfan planned to draw one for him as well, as a farewell between friends.

Situ Qin could not help but say, "Sir, you paint so quickly and naturally. You don't look stressed at all."

"Practice makes perfect."

Li Nianfan looked at Gu Yuan's portrait and said casually, "Don't be too impatient. Don't try complicated paintings. I suggest you start with eggs."

This was the method used by the super painter Leonardo da Vinci in his previous life. He painted tens of thousands of eggs and finally became a master.

Situ Qin was slightly stunned, "Draw... draw eggs?"

"Why? Don't like it?"

Li Nianfan shook his head and said, "This is a compulsory course! Only by learning to draw eggs well can you have skilled techniques and brushwork, and lay a solid foundation. Remember that it is not easy to draw eggs well. You need to observe it carefully and learn to draw it from different angles."

Situ Qin seemed to understand and said, "Sir, I understand. I will go to draw eggs now."

"By the way, take the time to send this portrait to the Tiangong."

Li Nianfan explained briefly. He looked at the portrait of Gu Yuan, and suddenly it was as if he was still sitting in front of him, and a feeling of sadness arose.

"Tomorrow and the accident, I really don't know which will come first."

He couldn't help but sigh, turned around and walked silently to the backyard, ready to fish to relieve the sadness in his heart.

He picked up the fishing rod, sat by the lake, and flicked it gently. The fish hook shone in the sunlight and fell into the lake, creating ripples on the water.

Under the lake, all kinds of fish were still playing, but they all stopped in an instant, looking at the fish hook and not daring to move.

Here they come again, the master is fishing again.

I don't know if he is going to fish for us or for someone else? Anyway, don't fish for me, someone must block the hook!

I can be responsible for eating, but I don't want to be eaten!

On the other side, in the long river of time.

The fortune teller is like a bystander, following the years and watching Gu Yuan's past.

At this time, even though he had already prepared himself mentally, he could not help but show a look of shock on his face.

"It turns out that the former God's Domain was called Honghuang, which was so weak that it was terribly weak!"

"It turned the mortal into the Tao, and the decayed into the magical, but it regarded all spiritual objects as mortals. This kind of strength is really terrifying."

"It is too powerful to be able to turn Honghuang into the God's Domain. The divine objects are endless and can be made at will. Even the master can't do it."

"Huh? It turns out that the Ancient Clan has already reached into the Seventh Realm, but the Great Dao Supreme is also dead." "

The Long River of Time? As expected of the Ancient Clan, they actually made a move in the Long River of Time, and in the end they were actually lured away by such a master?"

Seeing this scene, inexplicably, the divine fortune teller's heart jumped.

Why do I feel... a little familiar?

He felt uneasy and couldn't help but continue looking down.

This time, he saw a picture of a man holding a fishing rod and fishing.

The man was sitting by the lake, his face was indifferent, and there was no aura around him. He looked ordinary.

But... the fortune teller took a breath of cold air, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Because this man was a master!

And the picture froze here and didn't move anymore!

"This is not Gu Yuan's past, this picture is definitely not Gu Yuan's past!"

The fortune teller's body was filled with a huge chill, goose bumps appeared all over his body, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"Where did this picture come from? Is this the picture that is happening right now? The master is... fishing?!"

His heart trembled, his face changed drastically, and his body retreated rapidly, preparing to withdraw from the long river of time without hesitation.

However, at this moment, the void shook slightly, and a fish hook broke through time and space, as if it was the will of heaven and earth, and it rushed towards the divine fortune teller with irresistible force!

"Fish hook, this fish hook is coming!"

"The master is fishing for me, no, no!"

"How could this happen? I have been so cautious, why am I still being targeted, Master, save me!"

The divine fortune teller trembled all over, his face was distorted with fear, and he roared madly.

He wanted to escape, but found that everything here was suppressed. He couldn't even move, and could only watch the fishhook rushing towards him.

This is the strongest power between heaven and earth. Everything is destiny and cannot be resisted!

The fishhook hooked on his mouth without any suspense. Then, a strange force was running, squeezing towards him and pulling him hard at the same time.

"Plop!"

He turned into a fish, broke out of the water from the pond, and fell into the fish bucket that Li Nianfan had prepared long ago.

In the backyard, the fish in the pond, the milk-producing cows, and the peacocks working hard to lay eggs all sensed the sudden arrival of the avenue and looked at the fish.

What did this supreme avenue do wrong to be caught by the master himself?

"This fish is quite big. This wave of harvest is not small."

Li Nianfan smiled slightly, carrying the wooden barrel and walked towards the inner courtyard, thinking in his heart, why not make it into pickled fish.

In the hall of the fourth realm.

Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng were looking at the divine fortune teller, and both of them showed yearning on their faces.

The Supreme Dao is amazing, when can I become the Supreme Dao?

Ye Qingshan couldn't help but said worriedly: "Alas, the ancestor of my Ye family passed away too suddenly. If we can't find an opportunity in the seventh realm, our status will definitely plummet."

Lei Teng said: "My Lei Yuan Sect is also like this. Apart from other things, if we can get the third realm origin that the Murong family lost, then maybe we can all make further progress! And... judging from the current situation, the advantages of the seventh realm are far greater than that of the third realm. The origin is much greater!"

Ye Qingshan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Now, we can only see what the divine fortune teller says, but let's make it clear in advance that if we really get the fortune, we will share it fairly, otherwise, we will all be embarrassed together!"

Lei Teng smiled coldly, "This is a must!"

While the two were talking, the aura of the avenue in the void suddenly became chaotic, and the aura of the divine fortune teller was extremely unstable, and even his body began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, his power was being extracted at an unimaginable speed!

With a "pop" sound.

His body split in the middle, and then turned into a slope of yellow soil and fell to the ground.

Everything here dissipated and returned to peace, leaving only Ye Qingshan and Lei Teng, staring at each other, frozen there.

Dumbfounded.

"Senior Divine Calculator!"

They shouted at the same time, rushed over, raised their hands to pick up the yellow soil on the ground, blew gently with their mouths, and let it float in the wind...

Gu Yuan, who was lying on the ground, was also stunned. His face was full of tears because he hated himself and cried. His eyes were full of tears.

Suddenly, despair turned into ecstasy, and his body was shaking with excitement.

The master, it must be the master who took action!

Hahaha, this shitty divine fortune teller is still pretending to be awesome, isn't it cold?

The master is awesome!

Ye Qingshan was confused and still couldn't accept this fact. He said in disbelief: "He, he, he is gone just like that?"

Lei Teng was not much better. He said blankly: "He has been making such a big fuss for a long time, and this is it in the end?"

The fortune teller's words about witnessing a miracle were still ringing in his ears. He didn't expect to actually see it, but the price was a bit heavy.

Ye Qingshan couldn't help but say: "I thought that the death of our Ye family ancestor was sudden enough, but I never expected that the death of the divine fortune teller would be even more sudden."

"What's the situation? What happened?"

Lei Teng's brows were tightly wrinkled, and fear surged in the depths of his eyes, "The divine fortune teller must have hidden something from us. I'm afraid there are horrors in the Seventh Realm that we can't imagine!" "

No wonder, he is the Supreme Dao, but he doesn't even dare to search the soul of an ant in the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian realm. He prepared for a long time, but the end is still so miserable. Tsk tsk tsk." As

Ye Qingshan spoke, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Gu Yuan, and a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.