Chapter 502 Tianji Pavilion
A breeze blew by, and Li Yanmo let out a long sigh, his eyes flickering slightly. The 600th layer of spiritual energy vortex took shape, with golden elixirs of all sizes revolving around the planetary golden elixirs. The planetary golden elixirs were pulled around the stellar golden elixirs, and the seemingly overbearing stellar golden elixirs also moved at an extremely slow speed.
The center of everything is the foundation.
During this period, Li Yanmo was mainly collecting golden elixirs from different sects, but at Nuyao's request, he also took a lot of Nascent Souls.
The vast majority of Nascent Souls were from the Dayu Taoist lineage. Nuyao transformed herself into a ramen chef on the spot and turned those light balls into thin spider-like lines. As for the small portion of Nascent Souls from the Great Wilderness Taoist lineage, their performance was a little subtle.
There are several geniuses in the Great Wilderness Alliance who have reached the Nascent Soul stage, but their Nascent Souls are not in human form at all.
According to Nvyao, under the origin and philosophy of the Great Wilderness Taoist tradition, all Nascent Souls are like this.
Li Yanmo is not a professional, so he did not express any opinion. Anyway, the foundation-building platform is large.
"Master, I want to change the golden elixir to play with!"
Zhuge Moer's energetic call brought Li Yanmo's attention back to reality from the foundation-building platform. Looking down, he saw Zhuge Moer waving his arms under the wooden stake.
"Why do you want to change the golden elixir again?"
Li Yanmo turned over and got down from the wooden stake. With a helpless look on his face, he took away Zhuge Moer's golden elixir and replaced it with a new stellar golden elixir for Zhuge Moer.
Zhuge Moer fell from the Golden Elixir stage to the Foundation Establishment stage, and then from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Golden Elixir stage.
Zhuge Moer raised his finger and shook it left and right. "Master, these star elixirs of yours may look exactly the same, but each one has a tiny difference. Master, don't underestimate these subtle differences. One may not be noticeable, but two, three, or thirty, those small differences can lead to disasters!"
Zhuge Moer deliberately opened his hands and waved them up and down.
"Okay, okay - so have you figured out anything?" Li Yanmo patted Zhuge Moer.
It’s not that he was perfunctory, it’s just that his brain was a little limited.
"There are some," Zhuge Moer took out a piece of talisman paper with a tattoo of a magic treasure, "This is a tattoo of a magic treasure of the nineteenth generation of artificial golden elixir, it can..."
Before Zhuge Moer finished speaking, Li Yanmo interrupted and said, "Try to make it as easy to understand as possible. You can skip the principles."
"...Using it is like having an extra stellar golden elixir of yours, Master," Zhuge Moer curled his lips and muttered unhappily, "I am discussing with my second senior brother to update all the agricultural magic weapons and add artificial golden elixirs. Anyway, those agricultural magic weapons are not used for fighting. If you don't consider fighting, you don't need to replace them with better materials, which can also save a lot of expenses."
Li Yanmo felt uncomfortable when he heard that a lot of expenses could be saved, but when he thought about the fact that increasing expenses would mean a large-scale update of the agricultural machinery and magic weapons that had been released, Dayu would definitely notice it. What if Emperor Yu started to have wild thoughts again and really came up with a series of plans for him?
On the contrary, he just replaced the engine of the agricultural machinery. Could Emperor Yu come up with any great plan?
Does not exist.
"There's nothing to discuss. Just start the business."
"Okay~"
Zhuge Moer stretched out his voice, and Huang Shangshang poked his head out of the courtyard gate and shouted, "Master, someone from the Tianji Pavilion came and said they have something important to ask of you."
"Tianji Pavilion?" Zhuge Moer touched his chin thoughtfully and then smiled. He hugged Li Yanmo's arm and said coquettishly, "Master, I want to go too."
"Okay, okay, it's not a big deal anyway."
Having said that, Li Yanmo was also thinking about something in his mind.
The Tianji Pavilion has nothing to do with the Immortal Palace, nor has it drawn on the Taoist tradition of the Great Wilderness. It has always remained neutral on the issue of Dayu and Taoism, and has never had any conflict with the Dayu Dynasty.
Some people say that the Tianji Pavilion calculated the secrets of heaven and avoided the danger of conflict with the Dayu Dynasty, while others say that the Tianji Pavilion is actually connected with Dayu. There are many different opinions, but the reason why Kong Pu and others did not go to find the Tianji Pavilion is very simple.
The divination of Tianji Pavilion is based on the premise that one knows what to calculate. Once one takes the initiative to contact Tianji Pavilion, one will be passive. Otherwise, one can observe the reaction of Tianji Pavilion.
After the incident with the Eight Desolations, the Tianji Pavilion must have known what it had to calculate, and it must have calculated everything that could be calculated.
Li Yanmo didn’t know how accurate the Tianji Pavilion’s calculations of the secrets could be.
When he arrived at Tianxu Tower in Risheng City, Li Yanmo met the representative who came here on behalf of Tianji Pavilion. It was none other than Elder Xuanjizi who attended the Taoist competition. But what surprised Li Yanmo was that Xuanjizi also brought Xingmiao.
The little girl was biting her thumb and looking around, while Xuanjizi was grabbing the back of her collar, as if the little girl would disappear without a trace if he let go.
"Lord Li..." Xuanjizi bowed respectfully and patted him on the back. Xingmiao then withdrew his gaze and imitated Xuanjizi's bow in a baby voice, but his eyes were wandering back and forth.
"I don't know why you two are here this time."
Xuanjizi's performance was too formal, so Li Yanmo used his marketing voice for the first time in a long time.
Zhuge Moer couldn't help but complain, "Master, don't you feel awkward like this?"
"Ahem - I feel pretty decent."
The constant complaints between Zhuge Moer and Li Yanmo, master and disciple, made the originally nervous Xuanjizi relax a lot, while Xing Miao covered her mouth and let out a crisp laugh as clear as a silver bell.
"Please sit down, please sit down," Li Yanmo raised his hand and pressed it, then sat down first.
Xuanjizi wanted to move forward a little, but Xingmiao had already sat down impatiently and started shaking his calves.
"Ahem - Lord Li, I'm here on behalf of the Tianji Pavilion," Xuanjizi coughed. Although he sat down, his back was still straight. "Lord Li, what do you think of the Tianji Pavilion's tradition?"
Li Yan shook the teacup and said, "I don't know much, but I know that your calculations have never been wrong."
"Master Li, you are right. We have never made any mistakes in deducing the secrets of heaven."
Li Yanmo paused, a little surprised.
It is a good thing to be confident in your own orthodoxy, but you must not be blind.
Being careless is one thing, and causing others to be suspicious is another.
Although monks often say "my life is in my own hands", they also attach great importance to intelligence warfare. If a sect that can calculate the secrets of heaven appeared in this world, it would inevitably be suspected by others.
Will the next plan of his sect be exposed? Will the secret of his sect be figured out?
It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not. The final result is that the monks will attack together and make the opponent disappear from this world quietly.
If you want to protect yourself, you must learn to hide your shortcomings.
At least don't tell others so bluntly that your guesses about the secrets of heaven were correct.
(End of this chapter)
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