Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Inside Tiantong Temple, Zhuge Yunhui took off his long robe and put on a simple Taoist robe, looking no different from an ordinary Taoist priest. Besides attending morning and evening prayers with the other Taoist priests, his job was to tell fortunes and interpret divination slips for worshippers.

As a professional diviner from the Zhuge family, his divinations were naturally very accurate.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwei had helped receive worshippers some time ago, and even told fortunes and interpreted divination slips for them, but no one discovered his true identity.

As for his fortune telling and interpretation...

With his current level of understanding of the Dharma, his accuracy in divination is unparalleled in the world.

He was just easygoing and always tried to look on the bright side of things; if a worshipper drew a bad fortune stick, he would simply have them draw it again.

This approach has drawn mixed reactions, with some praising it as perfunctory and others finding it perfunctory.

However, Zhuge Yunhui was different from him. His interpretations were accurate, his words were sincere, and his attitude was gentle. He was widely praised, and some people even came from far and wide just to ask him for a divination.

Among these pilgrims, a significant portion were female pilgrims who did not come to worship the Tian Tong Sect Master, but only to have Zhuge Yunhui interpret their divination slips.

This sight made Zhang Zhiwei and his group of ordinary-looking fellow disciples sigh with admiration: "Zhuge Yunhui's face is so handsome, it's like he could eat rice."

Tian Jinzhong said, "Speaking of which, I feel that Brother Yunhui is a bit more handsome than Lao Lu and Hedgehog."

"Really? I don't think so, at least not much difference."

“There are still some differences.” Someone analyzed: “The hedgehog is too arrogant, and he looks like a tough character who is not easy to get along with. Lu Jin is too aloof. He is always imitating the Left Sect Master. People who don’t know him well think he is otherworldly. Only Zhuge Yunhui has a refined and easy-going temperament, which makes people want to get close to him.”

"That's true. Yunhui and his brother are obviously easier to get along with than Lü Ci and Lu Jin."

"Actually, Lu Jin only appears difficult to get along with, but is actually easy to get along with. Hedgehog, on the other hand, is difficult to get along with both in appearance and in reality."

Tian Jinzhong's analysis was very logical, but suddenly he felt a chill down his spine.

Lu Ci had appeared behind him unnoticed and said quietly, "What do you mean I'm hard to get along with? Am I that fierce? Since I'm hard to get along with, you can forget about me helping you plow the fields tomorrow!"

Tian Jinzhong shrank his neck: "Hedgehog, I was just saying it casually, why are you taking it so seriously? Doesn't this make it seem like we're not easy to get along with!"

Lu Ci grinned: "I've never been an easy person to get along with!"

"..." Tian Jinzhong was speechless for a moment, but he didn't say anything more. He decided to try to improve his relationship with Lü Ci later.

Moreover, he felt that once Lü Ci started digging the field and entered a state of immersion, he would forget everything else and would not remember the matter at all, so he would just plow it away without thinking.

But in reality, Lü Ci was just joking; he wasn't angry at all. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei and smiled:

"Senior Brother Zhang, I have something to tell you!"

"put!"

"Didn't Lu Mang go home a while ago?" Lu Ci said. "I heard from Fatty that Uncle Lu is arranging blind dates for him!"

"Old Lu?!" Tian Jinzhong's eyes widened in surprise, and he said incredulously, "He always puts on airs, acting like a hermit, like some otherworldly sage, and he's actually going on blind dates?! Does that mean he'll get married after the blind date?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Zhang Zhiwei said. "If we go on a blind date and don't get married, are we supposed to become sworn brothers?"

“I’m a little surprised,” Tian Jinzhong said.

“It was indeed a bit unexpected,” Zhang Zhiwei nodded, but upon closer reflection, it made sense.

It should be noted that Lu Jin and Zhang Huaiyi are not much different in age.

Lu Linglong and Zhang Chulan are about the same age.

But Zhang Huaiyi is Zhang Chulan's grandfather.

Lu Jin is Lu Linglong's great-grandfather.

There's a generation gap between them.

Most importantly, Lu Linglong is the youngest in this generation of the Lu family, and Lu Jin also has a great-grandson, Lu Lin.

Lu Lin does not meet the age requirements for participating in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony; he is likely much older than Zhang Chulan.

This not only indicates that Zhang Huaiyi married late, but also that Lu Jin married early. Since they're starting to go on blind dates now, their wedding is likely to happen within the next two years.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Lü Ci: "Everyone says that the four families are of the same blood and lineage. Hedgehog, hasn't your father been urging you to get back to work?"

"Push! Why didn't you urge me?!" Lü Ci said, "But I refused. What man should worry about not having a wife? Now is the time for cultivation, how can I be bound by romantic feelings?!"

"Really?" Zhang Zhiwei asked again, "Where is Da Bi?"

“We’re making arrangements for him!” Lu Ci said, “but it seems my brother has someone he likes and refuses to accept the family’s arrangement. He’s at odds with my father! So my father can’t take care of me for the time being.”

"Is that so?" Zhang Zhiwei laughed. "Who is Da Bi's sweetheart? Which family does she belong to?"

"Who knows?" Lü Ci scoffed. "I asked him but he wouldn't tell me. He even said something about 'one who stays near vermilion gets stained red and one who stays near ink gets stained black.' I've been in Longhu Mountain for a long time, and he told me he's not at ease!"

“What’s there to worry about? Da Bi is being too polite,” Zhang Zhiwei said.

A fellow student who knew Zhang Zhiwei well reminded him, "He's worried that as soon as he says something, everyone will know about it."

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

Lu Ci replied, "That's a bit too formal. What's the meaning of a woman being so secretive and unwilling to make it public?"

"Brother Lü must have his reasons for doing this!" Tian Jinzhong smoothed things over, then suddenly thought of something: "Hey, if Lao Lu really gets married, shouldn't we give him a wedding gift?"

“When he gets married, the Lu family will definitely throw a big banquet, and our Celestial Master’s Mansion will definitely send a representative. We don’t need to worry about the gift.” Zhang Zhiwei said.

“That’s a matter between our sects! Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters!” Tian Jinzhong said seriously. “We do have a personal relationship!”

"Xiao Tian is still a kind and honest man!" Zhang Zhiwei laughed. "Old Lu would be moved to tears if he knew how much you care about him!"

After chatting and laughing for a while, everyone dispersed.

Tian Jinzhong returned to Tiantongguan to take charge of the overall situation.
Lu Ci picked up a hoe and began his daily "hoeing practice".

Zhang Zhiwei first tempered his life force, then contemplated the past and present, refining his subjective perspective.

Over the past six months, he has visualized almost the entire Longhu Mountain, but apart from the first two times, he has not seen the Celestial Master and the Celestial Master Xujing again. He doesn't know if it's a coincidence or if the patriarchs did it on purpose.

At this moment, he was in a dilapidated Taoist temple on an unnamed hill. The afterglow of the setting sun bathed him in a halo of red and gold, making him appear somewhat sacred.

He looked around. It was a Taoist temple that had long been abandoned. It was small and dilapidated, with the courtyard walls and other structures long since collapsed, looking shabby in the setting sun.

This place had been abandoned for many years, but the statues enshrined in the collapsed halls still shone in the setting sun. The statues were not carved with specific details, only a rough human figure. Bathed in the sunset, Zhang Zhiwei gazed at the statues, his heart growing increasingly calm.

Just now, he felt that this place was quite extraordinary, after all, a temple had been built here before, so it was worth visiting.

But after visiting, he realized that it was originally just a very ordinary local temple.

It's the kind of rock wall with a shallow hole and a human-shaped stone inside.

It was originally a natural landscape, but the hunters in the area felt it was somewhat magical, perhaps some kind of spiritual entity. So every time they passed by, they would burn incense and pray for protection and safety.

It was a glance back from a thousand years later that brought his spiritual imprint to that era, leaving it on that stone that enjoyed incense offerings but had no spirit of its own.

With a trace of his spiritual imprint, the stone, which originally had no spirit, began to possess a spirit.

This sliver of spirituality could do nothing else, but after absorbing the surrounding incense and prayers, it instinctively protected the area.

Gradually, the incense at this local earth god temple became more and more popular, and a Taoist temple was even built on its foundation, where the incense was also quite abundant.

However, this Taoist temple does not enshrine any deity, but only an unnamed stone, which is somewhat against the rules.

As for what rules it doesn't conform to...

That is, of course, a rule set by Taoism.

In those years, Taoism was cutting down mountains and destroying temples everywhere.

One day, the Taoist temple was deemed a licentious and unorthodox shrine by a meddlesome Taoist priest, and was thus demolished.

When the Celestial Master founded the Celestial Masters Way, he started from the place where he lived and divided it into twenty-four regions according to the natural changes of the twenty-four solar terms.

The areas designated by the Twenty-Four Administrative Offices were the territory of Taoism, and the administrator of each administrative office was the Celestial Master.

These libationers, in addition to overseeing sacrificial ceremonies, also had the responsibility of educating the people.

The villagers who worshipped the stone statue were lectured by the priest, and they all turned to the Celestial Master's Mansion. Gradually, no one was there anymore, and it has been abandoned ever since.

"To think that I was punished by an elder from thousands of years ago!" Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but smile.

He gazed at the stone statue as if he could penetrate the years and touch the trace of his own imprint across time and space.

Although it was very weak, it was enough to illustrate some points. He influenced the past from the future, but this influence was not caused by him subjectively, yet it did have some impact.

If it weren't for the intervention of that priest, his spiritual imprint, nourished by the abundant incense offerings, might have truly given birth to something indescribable.

Thinking of this, a question suddenly arose in his mind: was the sudden appearance of the chief priest just a coincidence, or was it an inevitable part of fate?

After a moment, he shook his head. Whether it was a coincidence or inevitable, it didn't matter anymore. So much time had passed that it was impossible to verify.

He reached out and gently wiped the dust off the stone statue. During this process, his mind was incredibly calm and peaceful.

This thing has been here for thousands of years, and Zhang Zhiwei has no intention of touching it.

He got up and left, his mind blank, and wandered aimlessly until he unknowingly arrived at Tiantong Temple.

The area in front of the temple is bustling with people, especially the huge mirror at the entrance, which has become a major scenic spot in Longhu Mountain. Families and groups of tourists and pilgrims linger here, reluctant to leave.

Tian Jinzhong, with his big mouth, stood next to the giant mirror, speaking eloquently and loudly recounting how the Heavenly Tong Sect Master had performed a miracle here.

It is also said that the leader of the Tian Tong Sect once manifested his power in Shanghai and annihilated a fleet of Japanese pirates.

It is also said that the leader of the Tiantong Sect once appeared at Wudang Mountain, cutting off the Yangtze River with a single finger. The immense power of the attack reached ten miles away, saving the lives of an entire boatload of people...

All of this captivated the young pilgrims and believers.

Among the pilgrims, besides a large number of ordinary people, there were also a few extraordinary individuals who came to pay homage to Zhang Zhiwei. They knew some things about the martial arts world and knew that what was said was true. They were all very excited, as if they had personally witnessed the unparalleled demeanor of the Little Celestial Master.

Inside the courtyard of Tiantong Temple, there is a small pavilion with a red table inside. The table is covered with bamboo sticks, copper coins, tortoise shells, and other items. Zhuge Yunhui sits behind the table, interpreting the sticks and telling fortunes.

A long line formed in front of the pavilion, all of them people who had offered incense and come to draw lots.

According to the rules of Tiantong Temple, any believer who has offered incense can draw a fortune stick and have it interpreted for free.

As a result, Zhuge Yunhui became the busiest person here, with almost every believer who had finished offering incense wanting to draw a fortune stick from him.

"This job is really inhuman. I need to talk to Brother Zhiwei and find someone to take over. Who can stand doing this every day?" Zhuge Yunhui's face was all smiles, but he was already cursing in his heart.

Just as I was internally complaining, Zhang Zhiwei's voice rang out from behind me: "How does it feel?"

“This is unprecedented in intensity!” Zhuge Yunhui blurted out.

"Master, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. What was it again, something unprecedented?" The person seeking divination in front of Zhuge Yunhui looked nervous: "Is something bad about to happen to me?"

Zhuge Yunhui reacted instantly. While the others hadn't heard Brother Zhiwei's words, only he had. Seeing the tense faces of the believers, he quickly reassured them:
"Don't panic! You have the appearance of great wealth and prosperity, everything will go smoothly, and there will be no taboos! I just said that your fortune is better than ever before!"

The person who had drawn the fortune breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuge Yunhui turned his head slightly and looked at the tall figure standing next to him. He realized that not only could no one hear Zhang Zhiwei when he spoke, but no one could even see him.

Zhuge Yunhui transmitted his thoughts through mental power: "Brother Zhiwei, why are you hiding your head and tail?"

"I'm afraid of being caught and detained for fortune-telling!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhuge Yunhui: "…………"

Killing someone and destroying their heart?!

Zhang Zhiwei then asked, "Have you made any progress during this time?"

While interpreting the divination slips for the believers, Zhuge Yunhui also talked to Zhang Zhiwei. As a highly skilled diviner, he could instantly deduce hundreds or thousands of Qimen formulas. Multitasking was too easy for him.

"As for what I gained, there was certainly something. A few years ago, I accompanied my father to visit Lingyin Temple and met a high monk named Master Hongyi. He told me that there are three things one should see in life: the world, all living beings, and oneself."

"For us sorcerers who control the power of heaven and earth, seeing heaven and earth is the first lesson in life. Knowing the power of heaven and earth, we have reverence and humility."

"As for the lesson of seeing all living beings, I used to think that I had to leave the world and travel in the mortal realm, but that is a bit difficult for me."

"As a sorcerer, I can see through many things at a glance, and many problems are not problems for me. I cannot empathize with all living beings, and I cannot enter the world, so I have been trapped in this situation."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. This was indeed a common problem among many sorcerers, much like a top student looking down on a mediocre student.

Zhuge Yunhui continued, "But recently, I've been doing a lot of fortune-telling, prying into people's lives, understanding their joys and sorrows, and resolving their life's questions. I think I'm beginning to understand the meaning of 'seeing all living beings.'" (End of Chapter)