After getting the divination materials, Qi Cheng began to tell fortunes for the Lord of Fire.
The technique of Gua Di is activated directly.
When he was in the Sun Travel Realm, Qi Cheng's strength was insufficient, and even if he wanted to tell fortunes for these True Lords, he was not qualified.
Now, he is in the possession state.
Divination from the Lord of Fire is no longer a problem.
This time, Qi Cheng saw the life of the True Lord of Fire.
When he was young, Huobu Zhenjun was an orphan and his parents died early.
His second uncle thought he ate too much, so he kicked him out.
He had no one to rely on and could only compete with some wild dogs for food in the wild.
Still not full.
Once, I ate a steamed bun that had gone bad.
Stomach upset.
He was so exhausted that he couldn't even walk.
The wild dogs around him who had been bullied by him learned the news.
They came to the cave of the Fire Lord in groups.
He began to attack him fiercely.
Relying on his thick skin and flesh, the Fire Lord killed two wild dogs.
But more wild dogs rushed up.
One of the legs of the Fire Lord was bitten off.
Lasted for an hour.
The True Lord of Fire was dying.
More than a dozen wild dogs in the surrounding area also died.
Just when the Lord of Fire thought he was doomed to die.
A skinny old man passed by him.
The True Lord of Fire has seen too many old people like this.
They are all old and useless, and were kicked out by their families and left to fend for themselves.
He suppressed the dizziness in his head and sat up straight.
"Hurry up and leave. The wild dogs here eat people. My grandfather was killed by wild dogs that way."
The old man was a little surprised and said with a wry smile: "You are almost dead, and you still care about me?"
The Fire Department Master dragged the old man behind him without saying anything. "Back then, my grandfather loved me the most. I ate a lot, and my parents despised me. Only my grandfather would give me food."
"I was too young to protect him."
"Now……"
The old man smiled. "Now, you can't protect me either."
The True Lord of Fire lowered his head, as if he knew that what the old man said was the truth.
Then he raised his head again, with a look of determination on his face.
"You stay in there for a while. I have a lot of meat on my body. They will be full after eating me. You can leave after they leave."
The old man stopped talking.
It seemed that he was moved by the Lord of Fire.
In this way, the Lord of Fire fought until the last moment.
A piece of meat on his body was taken away by a wild dog.
The True Lord of Fire fell down.
When I woke up again, there was an old man beside me.
An old man roasting dog meat.
"You...didn't leave?"
The old man glanced at him and asked, "Why should I leave?"
The True Lord of Fire looked at his body.
The injuries have all healed.
There seems to be endless power in the body.
"No need to look, your injuries have all healed."
"How did you do it? Are you a cultivator?"
The old man sneered. "I am not one of those high-ranking practitioners, but a cunning one."
"What a trickster!" Lord Huo was a little disappointed.
"You seem to look down on the tricksters?"
The True Lord of Fire Department did not say anything, but what he really meant was: I just look down on those who are cunning.
The old man smiled and did not refute. Instead, he handed the roasted dog meat to the Fire Department Master.
“Eat!”
The True Lord of Fire felt a little embarrassed.
Obviously, he realized that there was something wrong with him.
"Whether you're a trickster or a cultivator, they're all manifestations of your own strength. They're also the barrier that keeps you alive."
"I'm over 300 years old and still alive! How old are you? You were cornered by a few wild dogs."
The Fire Department Master ate and chewed, and said in a vague voice: "Wow...I was wrong."
The old man smiled and said nothing.
"You're right! Everyone in this world thinks this way. You've simply been assimilated by their thinking."
After the old man and the Fire Department Master finished eating the dog meat, they said to him solemnly, "You have good physical talent and a great chance of becoming a trickster. Are you interested in becoming my apprentice?"
"I..." Fire Lord hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "I am willing. I am willing to become a trickster."
"That's right! You can't just blindly follow what others think is right. You should first choose what is beneficial to you."
"Starting tomorrow, you will learn fighting techniques from me!"
Spring comes and autumn goes.
10 years have passed.
The Fire Lord is twice as tall as the old man.
The old man felt relieved every time he looked at him.
"It doesn't matter if you haven't awakened yet! Your talent is very high, and it will take some time to awaken."
The True Lord of Fire nodded obediently, but there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
Another three years passed.
The True Lord of Fire still hasn't become a trickster.
There was also a hint of disappointment in the old man's eyes.
"Perhaps, you are just physically stronger. But it doesn't matter. The few skills you and I have learned are more than enough for you to survive in the wild!"
Huobu Zhenjun was anxious. "Then Master, will you leave me?"
The old man didn't say anything, just shook his head.
Turn around and leave.
After that, the old man never came back.
After waiting for more than half a year, Lord Huobu left here sadly.
Going to the "home" that used to be his.
As soon as he returned to the village, Master Huobu was criticized by others.
Think he's a monster.
But when he called out a few names, they realized that this was the child who had already left.
The village is still dilapidated.
My old house has long been occupied by my second uncle.
Standing in front of my door.
The "door" that you once had to look up to is now impossible to get through.
My second uncle's family was very scared.
Several younger brothers and sisters hid behind their uncle and looked at him as if he were a monster.
The Fire Department Master was very disappointed.
The old man is gone.
My second uncle's family also doesn't accept me.
He had nowhere else to go.
In the courtyard of the old house, Master Huobu had a meal.
He left behind some wild dog and wolf meat and then left.
When I left, I heard that the town was helping poor people test their potential for spiritual practice for free.
When he was a child, his playmates asked him to go with them.
The True Lord of Fire was unwilling.
"I can't even be a trickster, let alone a cultivator. What's more, we are both old and no longer suitable for cultivation!"
"Let's go! It would be a waste if we don't go. We can still have a meal if we go!"
As a last resort, the True Lord of Fire could only follow.
Arrived in town.
An elderly practitioner was lying comfortably in the main hall of the government office.
Outside the hall are the gems used to test one’s aptitude for cultivation.
The friend of Master Huobu went up to test it.
Lower-middle qualifications.
If this kind of talent is discovered when one is young, one can also become a cultivator.
Unfortunately, my friend is old.
It is no longer appropriate to practice cultivation now.
My friend was very disappointed.
Becoming a practitioner is a matter of reaching heaven in one step.
But because I'm getting older, I no longer have such opportunities.
The little friend cried very sadly.
"Why are you crying? It's so annoying."
"This damn countryside place is really poor in terms of qualifications. I can't even find someone with average or lower qualifications."
"With your low-level talent, you'll only be able to serve others in Heaven. Just be content."
The old monk said this, and the people serving beside him didn't dare to say a word.
True Lord Huobu couldn't stand it and felt that the old monk was a little disdainful.
The friend next to him wanted to hold him back.
But he was so strong that his friends were no match for him.
The True Lord of Fire walked into the hall.
The hall was three meters high, and when he walked in, he was almost at the top.
"Reckless man!"
The elderly practitioner spat with disdain.
"What are you still standing there for? Get him out of here!"
The people in the government office in this town are all cunning ones.
But even if he used his abilities, he was no match for the True Lord of Fire.
After being knocked away, Huobu Zhenjun walked up to the old monk. "You're wrong. It's not that we country folk lack talent, it's that you came too late. Many suitable people have lost the opportunity to cultivate."
The old cultivator sneered and cast a powerful flame spell, forcing the Fire Lord to retreat continuously.
Hesitant about being too big.
The retreating Lord of Fire directly bumped into the test stone.
Suddenly, a dazzling purple light shone out like the scorching sun.
"Purple light? Top level?"
The old cultivator's eyes almost popped out of his head.
She fell off the table and chair, pushing away two beautiful maids who wanted to come forward to support her.
"Top-notch! Really top-notch! I have done something great, a great service."
The old practitioner cried out as if he had found a rare treasure.
He crawled to the side of the Fire Department Master and asked cautiously, "How old are you?"
Without waiting for the Fire Department Master to speak, he muttered to himself, "No, there's no need to say anything! Top-level practitioners, no matter what age, are treasures."
"Come on! Come with me! Let's go to heaven and have whatever you want."
The True Lord of Fire was completely confused.
I have been waiting for the awakening of the evildoer for many years, but it has never come.
Instead, he became a practitioner.
Still top-level qualifications.
This has to be said to be a great irony.
"No! I can't go with you. I want to be a trickster."
The old cultivator's face instantly fell. "You, a cultivator of top caliber, are actually going to become that insignificant trickster?"
The few cunning yamen runners nearby didn't dare to speak.
But the Fire Department Master said, "I just want to be a trickster."
After saying this, Lord Huo stood up and prepared to leave.
The old practitioner grabbed his arm directly.
But how could he pull it?
The whole person was brought up by the True Lord of Fire.
The elderly practitioner had no choice but to return to the earth with a look of regret on his face.
How can I not feel regretful?
This is top-level qualification.
Even if Heaven spends a hundred years, it may not be able to find one.
If he can find it back, it will be a great achievement.
But if I let it go...
Can't let it go.
The elderly practitioner glanced at his companion who had become dazed.
"If you are willing to go back with me, he can go to heaven, and your family can go too."
The little friend was ecstatic.
As long as I can go to heaven, no matter what I do, it’s better than staying here!
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