"It's alright. I know what I'm doing." Zhang Tianle smiled at Liu Yiyi.
"Senior brother!" Liu Yiyi's expression turned serious. "I'm not joking with you. This matter isn't a huge deal, but it's not insignificant either. Don't try to be all smiles with me. And definitely don't be greedy for money."
Zhang Tianle glanced at her: "Did you find the villa I asked you to look for?"
As soon as Zhang Tianle spoke, Liu Yiyi's attention was indeed diverted: "Found it. But I still need you to take a look, Senior Brother. I'm still a novice when it comes to feng shui. Only if you take a look can you confirm it. Are you free recently, Senior Brother? Would you like to come with me to take a look?"
"Okay. Let's go take a look tomorrow!"
Zhang Tianle spoke calmly.
"Okay." Liu Yiyi nodded.
"Nephew!"
Just as the two had finished their discussion, Abbess Huian walked in from outside the door.
Master Hui'an was accompanied by an old Taoist priest.
Abbess Hui'an dragged the old Taoist priest to Zhang Tianle in a flurry: "Quickly, take a look at this stinky Taoist priest! Is his lifespan coming to an end?"
Master Hui'an pushed the old man in front of Zhang Tianle: "I always feel that his lifespan is a bit strange. This old rascal is very wicked and always lies to me. This matter is very important."
The skills she learned couldn't directly determine the life or death of a cultivator, but her senior brother could.
Her senior brother had previously said that Zhang Tianle had basically inherited all of his skills.
In her eyes now, Zhang Tianle's skills are even greater than those of his senior brother.
A first-class Celestial Master.
And her senior brother... a C-level Celestial Master.
At most, he might reach the level of a second-class Celestial Master in the final moments of his life.
However, it is absolutely impossible for them to reach the level of a first-class celestial master.
Zhang Tianle's gaze fell on the old Taoist's face.
He activated the Yingtian Heart Method.
Upon closer inspection...
They saw through the mystery on the old Taoist's face.
Smoke dispersion.
His face was completely exposed to him.
Zhang Tianle raised an eyebrow.
This old Taoist priest has lived for about 150 years.
This is yet another old man who has lived through war.
After reviewing the causal relationship of his boss, Zhang Tianle withdrew his gaze.
He shook his head at Abbess Huian: "He has thirty years left to live."
"Thirty years! That's not enough life! What a pity." Abbess Hui'an frowned and sighed, "It seems it was just wishful thinking on my part."
She had originally wanted this old man to find out where her senior brother was.
She had previously used the methods she had learned to search for her senior brother's soul, but after searching the Three Realms, she could not find his soul, nor did she see him reincarnate.
The strangest thing is that she knows her senior brother's soul is still alive, seemingly imprisoned in some special place.
That's why she found this old geezer, hoping he would perform a ritual to search for her senior brother's soul.
After all, this old geezer owed them a huge favor, so huge that he would have to repay it with his life.
But the moment the old man opened the jar, it exploded.
The old man said that to continue the search, he would need to use up his lifespan to open the altar, and given the difficulty of the search, even if he exhausted his lifespan, he might not be able to find his senior brother's soul.
“Master, what do you want this master to tell you? You should ask your senior brother instead!” Liu Yiyi interjected at this moment.
Master Hui'an glanced at Zhang Tianle and shook her head at Liu Yiyi: "Your senior brother should keep his life. Besides, the matter I need to calculate is rather special, and your senior brother probably can't predict it."
"You want to find out where Master's soul is, right?" Zhang Tianle spoke up at this moment: "You can't find out. I've already done that before."
He had already calculated it after receiving the images from the system.
His master's traces were concealed by the Heavenly Dao.
They could determine that his soul was still there, but they couldn't determine exactly where it was.
Moreover, the results of the calculation were very strange. His master was everywhere, omnipresent, but no specific point could be found.
"Huh?" Master Hui'an's eyes widened. "You calculated it? And what was the result?"
"The secrets of heaven are obscured. All I can calculate is that Master is omnipresent now, but there is no specific point of contact."
Master Hui'an frowned instantly: "This is impossible! There must be a point here."
"I told you! There's no way to pinpoint his exact location. Even if I risked my life, I still couldn't find it. But..."
The old Taoist looked at Zhang Tianle with some surprise: "I didn't realize that you, little kid, were so skilled! All I could do was calculate that he was still alive. And just to calculate his location, the altar I set up exploded."
This is no longer a simple matter of lifespan; it involves a great deal of cause and effect, so heavy that he simply cannot bear it.
So even if he sacrificed his entire lifespan, he still couldn't calculate the exact position. He told Master Huian about it, but she just wouldn't believe him. She dragged him all the way here, wanting her niece to verify how much life he still had.
To put it simply, if someone has a long lifespan, their life must be sacrificed to calculate this seemingly impossible result.
“My nephew is highly skilled, do you need to tell me?” Abbess Huian rolled her eyes at the old Taoist priest. “You old geezer, you’re really good for nothing, and you eat everything without leaving a trace.”
The old Taoist priest: "..."
That's incredibly disrespectful.
"Little one, how did you calculate that?" The old Taoist was genuinely curious about how Zhang Tianle had calculated it.
If he was performing a ritual by opening the jar, then why didn't he explode the jar?
He was absolutely certain that even if a top-tier celestial master performed a ritual, the altar would explode, given the immense karmic implications involved.
Otherwise, the statues of certain powerful figures wouldn't have collapsed and exploded.
So I'm very curious about how Zhang Tianle did it.
"Can't we just find out the result by divination?" Zhang Tianle looked at the old Taoist priest with doubt. "Do we need anything else to calculate it?"
Zhang Tianle's questioning gaze immediately dealt a blow to the old Taoist priest: "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Divination could never predict such an event!"
The old Taoist priest immediately pulled out a divination bucket from behind him and shook it in front of Zhang Tianle and the others.
Silently imagine Zhang Ning and his location.
He swayed for a moment.
Then "Bang!"
The divination bucket in his hand was instantly pulverized.
He looked at his bloodied and mangled hand, then at Zhang Tianle: "I told you, this kind of thing can't be calculated! It's impossible to calculate, so you're lying, aren't you?"
The old Taoist priest was about to cry.
This is outrageous!
He shouldn't have believed Zhang Tianle's words.
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