"I learned it from Ren of the Eastern Han Dynasty."

The young man laughed and said, "Think about it, the Immortal Palace won't teach immortal methods, and the World Tree is a Western power. Is there any other choice for a folk master like me to learn the ancient Taoist methods besides the various wonderful methods of the Ren family? Those Buddhist and Taoist magic and alchemy formulas are all tricks to fool people."

Response: "The truth."

Although what the young man said made sense, Ren Suo still thought he was bragging and believed that he had used his awakened ability to predict the outcome.

This young man actually boasted about the Ren family in front of Ren Suo. What's the difference between that and showing off one's sword in front of Guan Gong? You know nothing about the Ren family!

Although the Ren family does have magic spells such as divination, they have an iron rule that the spells cannot be taught to outsiders, so it is impossible for them to be passed down.

But since the young man responded in this way, it seems that he really needs the affirmation of others. Ren Suo nodded and said, "Yeah, what you said makes sense. Ren's fortune-telling method is the best in the world! Awesome!"

But the young man's idea was correct. Ren Suo immediately stood up and took out a hundred yuan as consulting fee.

The young man did not refuse. After accepting it, he said, "Remember, you must use the instrument that Master Jinghai used. Other instruments may not have the effect you want."

"Don't worry, I'll check it." Ren Suo left confidently.

And when he left, the young man yawned and shouted, "Ba, go!"

A believer passing by stopped and found that not far behind the stall sat a big white-haired man with an extremely weird hairstyle. He was two meters tall and stood out among the believers.

At this time, a middle-aged fortune teller with a mustache came over and asked, "Are you leaving? What about the remaining rent..."

"Here." The young man handed the middle-aged fortune teller a hundred yuan: "100 yuan down payment, 100 yuan balance, we are even now, right?"

"It's settled." The middle-aged fortune teller nodded repeatedly: "Then your brand..."

"Please help me throw it away. I don't need it anymore."

Watching the white-haired man and the young man walk away, the middle-aged fortune teller sat down and thought to himself, "These rich kids are so weird. They even want to experience the life of a charlatan?"

Then he put up the stall sign again, which read "Nine-tailed Fox Pointing the Way", took out a tea bowl, poured some hot tea from the thermos into it, and drank it in a mysterious manner. After a while, an old lady sat down and asked about marriage.

On the other side, after the white-haired man and the young man left Jinghui Temple, a man followed them quietly.

"Yun Wangshu, what's going on?"

The young man turned his head and glanced at the silver-haired boy following them. After thinking for a moment, he said to the big man next to him: "You two look like brothers, and both of you have albinism."

What the young man said makes a lot of sense. When the three of them walked together, they got turned back 100% of the time - passers-by were wondering how there could be such immature people, and how could two brothers be so immature as to dye their hair white together.

The big man didn't say anything. The silver-haired boy narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll kill you."

“Changsheng, I thought your personality would be better after eating the God of Food’s dates, but I didn’t expect it to still be the same…” the young man sighed.

"Stop talking nonsense, he is the last one in Lianjiang, so what do you think?" the silver-haired boy asked coldly.

"His cultivation is OK, his aptitude is OK, but he is far from the minimum standard of the Ren family. With my ability, I didn't see any connection between him and the Ren family, nor did I find any connection between him and Ren Neiser."

The young man said, "It seems that the only member of the Ren family left is the one from Tianjing."

"But that person couldn't possibly know, otherwise they would have found Renase long ago." The silver-haired boy said, "Why do you think Renase must be related to the Ren family?"

"Because it starts with the word 'Ren'." The young man said, "Also, how do you think the content of 'Over My Dead Body' was filmed?"

Silver-haired boy: "How would I know how to take a picture, but I'm sure that when I was still a knife, I didn't feel the presence of the camera."

The young man said:

"There was absolutely no way that there would be cameras at that time, and there is no magic that can directly trace back events that happened two thousand years ago."

"So, there is only one possibility: Ren Neiser found a real member of the Ren family and used magic to trace back to the past along the DNA of the Ren family... Have you ever played Assassin's Creed?"

"without."

"You'll know what I mean when you play it later."

The young man continued, "In short, Ren Neiser used blood as a medium to obtain the past of the Ren family, and then found a way to convert the content into video and audio. Although I don't know how he did it, compared to obtaining past memories, converting it into video and audio is much simpler."

"This is the only reasonable explanation for 'Over My Dead Body'. Changsheng and I both know that the content of the video is basically true."

The silver-haired boy was silent for a moment: "What should we do now? We can't find any Ren family members related to Ren Neiser. The clues are gone."

"Go to the Divine Sea. The God of Food from the Fairy Palace has appeared there. Maybe that little earth spirit knows something." said the young man.

The silver-haired boy had no objection. Instead, the white-haired man who had been silent asked, "Why?"

The young man glanced at the white-haired man and said, "Ba, you're asking why you want to find Renesse?"

The white-haired man nodded, and the young man said, "It's very simple, because what we are looking for is not Reneser, but the extraordinary power that Reneser represents."

"We have been living for 100,000 years, taking 10,000 years to transform, and 1,000 years to become human. Now is the opportunity we have been waiting for. But after obtaining the foundation of cultivation, our 100,000 years of practice have been wasted, and only a little bit of foundation has been precipitated into the life magic."

"However, no matter how fast the human cultivation system develops, it is still too slow and too crude for us. Ba and I have already mastered the Xuan Kingdom's skills. If we can join the extraordinary forces that have stood for thousands or tens of thousands of years, then we can also be considered to have made the leap to the dragon gate."

"Of course, if we really can't find them, we can also join the humans and drink soup behind Ren Jiazi."

"Besides," the young man said with a smile, "I feel that there must be members of the Ren family in the Immortal Palace. By then, with my relationship with the Ren family, I might be able to gain some benefits."

"Are you still related to the Ren family?" the silver-haired boy asked in surprise.

"How can a land spirit have fortune-telling magic?" The young man laughed: "Although I have spent two thousand years to improve it, the basics of fortune-telling magic were taught to me by the children of the Ren family."

The silver-haired young man understood. He had always felt that the young man's divination method was too powerful. Just by relying on the list of Ren family descendants stolen by Ba, he could create opportunities to contact Ren family descendants time and time again, and it was as natural as an antelope hanging horns.

He thought it was the young man's innate magic, but he didn't expect it to be a fortune-telling magic from the Ren family. Because the cultivation system has just developed, the silver-haired boy's view is the same as most people: the magic that has developed to its peak in ancient times is better than the magic of today.

Now, the only cultivators who can be called the "peak of ancient times" are of course the Ren family - those in the Immortal Palace are immortals, not cultivators.

"You were friends with the Ren family before? But didn't they say that the Ren family couldn't pass down their magic?"

"There is indeed this rule, but... there are exceptions. For example, when they are communicating with each other, because they are fully open-minded, the earth spirit and the Ren family cultivators can complete the communication as long as both parties are willing."

Young pointed at himself and said, "And I am not only a friend of the Ren family, but also their ancestor."

The silver-haired boy opened his eyes wide and tried to recall: "I don't remember you... Which Ren girl did you communicate with?"

"Ren Han."

The silver-haired girl widened her eyes: "The sixth generation of the family, Naruhan? ...Isn't he a man?!"

"I didn't say I was a man two thousand years ago." The young man looked at him strangely: "We earth spirits are genderless."

"According to this relationship, the Ren family member in Tianjing should call me great-great-great-great-grandmother."

Ren Zuo, who was far away in Tianjing, suddenly felt a chill on his back.