"I am Zhang Luochen," the young man said after bowing. "Old monk, I need your help, and of course, this is also for your own benefit."
"What kind of help?" the old monk asked.
"I need you to act as the array guide, replacing the Dragon-Suppressing Pillar, to suppress this Sacred Lake of Tianshan!" Zhang Luochen said something that shocked the old monk.
Do you know what the consequences would be if the sacred lake of Tianshan were destroyed?
"Of course I know," Zhang Luochen said with a faint smile.
"Impossible! My master said that this secret has always been passed down from generation to generation, and there is no way anyone could know it!" the old monk retorted incredulously.
“Nothing is impossible. Your master could foresee what would happen after his death, so why can’t I, Zhang Luochen, calculate the secret of the Sacred Lake of Tianshan?” Zhang Luochen smiled slightly.
"Why should I believe you?" the old monk said, his eyes red.
“You have no choice but to trust me. Besides, I’m not discussing this with you. I’ve already set up the formation. This Sacred Lake of Tianshan must be suppressed today! If you’re unwilling, then it’s just that I have to go through more trouble.” Zhang Luochen’s tone was very calm.
"You've been hiding in the shadows all this time, setting up an array? You knew all along that Tianshan Sacred Lake couldn't be defended?" The old monk felt like his head was about to explode.
The shock he received from this incredibly young Taoist priest came one after another.
The old monk remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.
"Alright! I'm willing to become the array guide, but I have one more question that you must answer for me!"
“Go ahead and speak,” Zhang Luochen nodded.
"Since even you could calculate this, my master must have known long ago that the Sacred Lake of Tianshan could never be protected. So why did he leave me a prophecy, telling me to spend my whole life guarding this place?"
For the first time, the old monk began to waver in the belief he had held dear throughout his life.
"If you really want to know, I can give you a divination."
Three simple copper coins appeared in Zhang Luochen's hand; he was using the simplest coin divination method.
He tossed the toss five times in a row, and the old monk craned his neck, waiting for Zhang Luochen to toss it one last time.
Only the final toss can yield a complete hexagram. However, when Zhang Luochen tossed the three coins, they all stood up strangely and refused to fall to the ground!
"Wow, the spirit tablet divination is extremely ominous! Is it blaming me for meddling? But getting a spirit tablet erected for Zhang Luochen won't be that easy."
Zhang Luochen flicked the three copper coins away, but he didn't show the old monk the result and simply put them away.
"What do you mean by this? Why can't you calculate the complete hexagram?" the old monk asked anxiously.
Zhang Luochen raised a finger and pointed to the top of his head.
"I dare not calculate everything in the divination, for I fear the impermanence of Heaven's ways. You already have the answer in your heart. Does the last line of this hexagram really still matter?"
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