"Little fortune teller, your master told me that I have no roots and no origin, and that I am not within the Five Elements. Now you say that I am within the Five Elements. Are you right, or is your master right?"
"I'm so bold, I can tell fortunes better than my master."
The young fortune teller's words were full of confidence. If his master were still alive, he would have been in big trouble by now.
The Taoist in green laughed and said, "Young people should be full of energy. Then let me ask you again, how about me and you?"
The divine fortune teller hesitated for a moment, then said, "In the art of fortune-telling, I am better than the immortals."
"Oh? How about we have a competition?"
“I don’t dare to compare myself with my elders.”
"It seems that you are very confident. Let me tell you about today's weather."
The Taoist in green counted with his fingers and said, "Today is a sunny day, a good time for an outing."
"..." The fortune teller looked at the clear sky and was speechless for a moment.
That’s true, but isn’t this cheating?
"The immortals have great magical powers."
"Xiaodao, Xiaodaoer. Today we have a destiny, so I will teach you a method of Taoism."
The fortune teller got a method from an immortal, named "Forecasting the Heavens". The name sounds very impressive, but its actual use is to predict the weather.
But that doesn't stop the fortune teller from bragging about the Prediction of Heaven to everyone he meets. Most people would be intimidated when they hear the name, and consider that it's a divination passed down by an immortal.
Yang Cang raised his head slightly and saw a Taoist in green clothes vaguely in front of him.
He was ordinary and unremarkable, but he always had a gentle smile on his face, as if he could hold up the sky even if it collapsed.
"Little fortune teller, today is a sunny day, a good time for an outing."
Yang Cang used up the last of his strength, raised his hands tremblingly, and counted with his fingers.
"Today is a sunny day, a good time for an outing."
He has the ability to predict the weather, so he can calculate the weather. May I ask if Your Excellency can compete with him?
The ancient Taoists had a method of divination that could also predict the weather, but it was weaker than the methods of immortals.
It was clearly just a method to predict the weather, but it caused the Dao Zun's method to fall into an endless cycle, with countless Dao methods like a flood. However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not come up with a method that was better than the Prediction of the Heaven.
As far as weather prediction is concerned, all methods produce the same results, but some have different levels.
Bang!
An inexplicable cracking sound was heard, and in an instant the power of heaven and earth subsided, the three flowers gathered at the top of the head dissipated, and the path of incarnation was like the collapse of a building.
His cultivation also collapsed, falling from the peak of the Golden Core stage all the way to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Yang Cang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly weakened, but there was a gleam in his eyes, like two balls of burning fire.
"I, the old Taoist priest, am alive, hahaha! The ancient Taoist leader? Now I should be called the second Taoist priest!"
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