"There are countless profound sects in the Thousand Mountains Realm, but only a handful have ascended to immortality. Looking back at the Shangyuan Sect's ten thousand-year history, there are only a handful of people who have successfully ascended. Most of them died in the Mahayana stage... and your disciple Qingle is one of them."
Venerable Chang Hao looked up in astonishment and took two steps forward: "Did something unexpected happen?"
Venerable Tianming nodded slowly: "I have calculated with your master several times. Qingle should have had a bright path to immortality, but now it is filled with fog and the future is unknown."
What he didn't say was that this algorithm took up almost half of his effort.
Venerable Chang Hao's expression changed drastically, his entire mind was in turmoil, and he murmured, "How could this be?"
He couldn't help but think of the woman in the hall with a leisurely demeanor. She was holding Qingle's identity badge in her hand. She knew everything about Shangyuan Sect and was not afraid to enter the sect alone.
Who is this person?
Thinking this way, I asked this question.
Venerable Tianming and Venerable Changling exchanged a glance and shook their heads. "We don't know either. But what we do know is that this woman is unfathomable, and not someone we can easily provoke."
There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavenly ways, and man escapes one of them.
He changed the fate of the world with his own strength. How could a simple cultivator do this? I'm afraid his origins are extraordinary.
Venerable Changling said, "Judging from the previous events, this woman is not a ruthless person, and she has no ill will towards my Shangyuan Sect. Changhao, you must treat her well. As for your disciple..."
"Since your life is not in danger, don't worry about it."
They are old guys with a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, and their temperaments are naturally indifferent. If they were not attached to the sect, they would have died freely and carefree long ago.
Fighting against someone of unknown origin for a disciple with an uncertain future? It's not worth it.
Venerable Chang Hao was anxious: "Master uncle!"
The strongest and most steadfast relationship in the world of cultivation is that between master and disciple. Qingle is his most beloved disciple, so how could he abandon her just like that? Venerable Chang Hao was in a panic.
"Master uncle, Qingle is my disciple. No one knows her character better than me. She will never abandon the entire sect. Didn't she say something happened? Maybe she was framed by someone? The most urgent thing is to rescue her first..."
"Changhao!"
A thunderous sound exploded in my ears.
Venerable Changling looked at him calmly: "Don't forget your identity! You are the head of Shangyuan Sect. Your every move affects the lives of countless disciples. Think carefully before you speak or act."
Venerable Changhao was stunned.
Changling Zun softened his tone, "This woman is not the kind of murderer. Qingle will not be in danger of his life under her control."
Venerable Chang Hao clenched and unclenched his fingers for a moment, then placed his hands on his chest and bowed his head in greeting: "I will follow the instructions of my great-grandmaster. Chang Hao understands and will be careful with his words and actions."
Venerable Changling waved his hand and let him go.
As soon as the person left, Tianming Zun couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell him?"
Venerable Changling sat back in a recliner, looking up at the dome inlaid with a huge dragon ball, and said in a deep voice, "Changhao looks tolerant and easygoing, but he is extremely stubborn. If he knew that his own disciple had taken his life according to the original destiny, he would probably go crazy."
Who in the entire Shangyuan Sect doesn’t know that the Sect Master loves and cares for his eldest disciple?
With a natural spiritual root, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. Most importantly, he had the support of all the disciples. Not to mention Chang Hao, even these old guys had high hopes for him. They hoped that one day this child would lead Shangyuan Sect to a higher level. Who knew...
The Heavenly Mandate Venerable stroked his beard and said, "It's strange. Clearly, the divinations before didn't predict anything, but now they are all correct."
"I guess it has something to do with that woman."
"I thought so too... Do you think we should go visit him? After all, he's already here."
"Of course I will."
Although the person said before leaving that he didn't want to be disturbed, it shouldn't be okay to take a look outside the door, right?
They did what they said. The two old guys stood up, waved their sleeves, and disappeared from the room. In an instant, they arrived at the market at the foot of Shangyuanzong Mountain.
There are cobblestone roads, wooden houses, and small stalls on the roadside.
The small stalls sold ores, spiritual herbs, pills, spiritual swords, and all kinds of small items, all with different prices. The stall owner sat cross-legged on the ground in meditation, without greeting customers, allowing them to choose as they pleased.
At a glance, most of them were disciples of Shangyuan Sect in flowing white robes.
The two Venerable Tianming lowered their cultivation to the foundation-building stage, and walked around the market in white clothes. After a while, they felt a familiar breath in a small courtyard, but inadvertently discovered that there were mortals there!
"this……"
"Let's go to the teahouse next door."
One after another, they entered the teahouse next door, ordered a pot of tea, and looked down from the window.
Creak, the door opened.
Their eyes lit up as they saw a skinny old man walking out of the door.
She was wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt and her sparse white hair was tied into a bun. She was obviously frightened when she saw the scene in front of her, but she suppressed her fear and walked into a nearby store and bought a lot of daily necessities.
The two Heavenly Fate Lords: "..."
Not long after, the door opened again, and this time a young man with black hair walked out.
He was wearing a black robe, had a handsome face, no trace of spiritual energy on his body, and his eyes were very calm. Hanging around his waist was the lowest-level storage bag in the world of cultivation, the kind that could be used without spiritual energy, just a drop of blood.
The young man did not buy anything, but wandered around the street with his hands behind his back, looking around.
"How much is this?"
"Mortal? If you want it, take it for a hundred spirit stones."
The stall owner looked it up and down, then closed his eyes with disinterest.
Fan Xiu touched the talisman pen in his hand and glanced at the other things on the stall, animal skins, talisman papers of various materials... He took out five hundred spirit stones and bought a talisman pen and a few animal skins.
Venerable Chang Hao raised an eyebrow: "Are you going to draw a talisman? Judging from his bone age, he is in his twenties."
In the world of cultivation, if you haven’t become an immortal by the age of 20, there is basically no hope for you to become one.
Tianming calculated with his fingertips, then suddenly frowned. He loosened his fingers and continued calculating. However, after several rounds, he still got nothing. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he puffed.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Chang Hao was shocked: "Destiny!"
The Heavenly Fate Master wiped his mouth, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "This person cannot be predicted either."
Chang Hao was immediately surprised: "Isn't he a mortal?"
After saying that, he felt that he had asked a stupid question. If she was really a simple mortal, why would that woman be with him? Maybe they had the same origin as him, but he didn't know who they were.
Immortal, demon, god?
The Destiny Master drank a cup of tea and said, "Go back."
If you continue to make trouble without understanding the situation at this point, you might really annoy the other party and they might teach you a lesson, which would be no joke.
The two stood up and prepared to leave, but unexpectedly the gate across the street corner opened again.
The woman in green looked straight over and said, "Since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down?"
They both said, “…”
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