In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 416 [Rotten Bones and Withered Leaves, How Can We Know Good or Bad Fortune?]

Everyone's eyes became serious, because the rumor that Ye Fan was the Emperor had spread widely in the five regions of Beidou, affecting too many people's hearts. Tianzhi Village's decision to defect to the Heavenly Court was also affected by this rumor.

When a lie is told a thousand times, it becomes the truth. Over time, even the people in Heaven who spread the rumors could not help but wonder whether the Emperor's reincarnation was true.

As a genius of Beidou, the divine fortune teller's calculations seem to be very authoritative.

"This face?"

The divine fortune teller was stunned at first, then narrowed his eyes, and then his expression changed unpredictably, revealing an incredible look, and murmured: "How can there be such a fate in the world? The ancient holy body should not become an emperor..."

According to historical records, this kind of face is closely related to the ancient emperor of heaven. In later generations, the fortune teller has only seen such luck and destiny in one person.

That person is Wang Teng!
The divine fortune teller once deduced that, if nothing unexpected happened, Beidi might really become a true emperor in the future, rather than just a title!
That is why my son Wang Teng, who has the potential to be a great emperor, is recognized by all the major sects in Beidou, and some immortal inheritances want to marry him.

"Ok?"

Lin Xian raised a questioning voice, narrowed his eyes, held up the Fuxi Dragon Stele with one hand, and summoned the dragon-patterned black gold tripod with the other hand. His face was kind and his tone was gentle, "Please take a closer look..."

"The Emperor's face is very mysterious." The fortune teller had seen countless people in his life, but Ye Fan's fate was the first time he had seen it. He was amazed and said, "It should have been a mortal's face, but out of thin air, he has added the Emperor Star pattern of riding dragons and flying fairies. According to this fate, he should have a meteoric rise and a fortune that soars to the sky, but there is an extra mysterious star in the Mars Palace, which makes the fate full of twists and turns. It's hard to describe..."

Ye Fan had a strange look on his face and looked back at Lin Xian. It was not that the divine fortune teller’s calculations were inaccurate, but that they were too damn accurate!
Suddenly a madman was sharpening his knife at night, the imperial star was swaying and Mars was high; Nine dragons were pulling the coffin to meet the holy master, and one look at Lin Xian ruined his life.

Lin Xian coughed lightly, forced to change the subject, stepped forward and shouted: "If the Holy Body is the Emperor Star, then what is Wang Teng? How can there be two emperors in one world!"

"Aren't you afraid of ruining your own reputation, Master Calculator? Or are you a fraud?!"

The divine fortune teller's face turned blue and purple. Even though he had extraordinary skills and was an unparalleled fortune teller, he couldn't figure out why the destiny had changed inexplicably.

The previous hexagram clearly showed that Wang Teng was destined to become the Emperor in this life, and that he was the Northern Emperor.

But Ye Fan has appeared, and everything is messed up.

It was as if the heavens had gone crazy. It had clearly agreed that Wang Teng would be the protagonist, but they suddenly changed their mind and let someone named Ye take over.

"No, I am talking nonsense. There are fifty great ways and forty-nine heavenly ways. There is always a glimmer of hope in everything."

The divine fortune teller said helplessly: "There are fixed numbers in the world, and there are variables that are beyond human control. Emperor Ye established the Ancient Heaven Court. In the future, perhaps, there will be a pattern of many emperors coexisting like in the mythological era."

"What is the variable?" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. According to the divine fortune teller, could Wang Teng also become an emperor?
If this is destiny, then he does not believe in fate. After this time, he will carry out the great catastrophe of killing Wang Teng, prove his own way, and embark on his own path to being an invincible emperor!

"The Emperor of Nanling..." The divine fortune teller had a solemn expression. Before he could say a few more words, the situation changed and the heavens took notice.

A huge bolt of lightning struck from the sky, destroying the courtyard. A deep black hole appeared in its place, which was extremely scary. The two spirit children beside the fortune teller burst into tears, looking pitiful.

The Taoist girl choked up and said, "Grandmaster has calculated the forbidden area. Cause and effect are entangled. This is a warning from the heavens..."

"If we leak the secret, we will suffer a great disaster. Our lineage is doomed to not have a good end." Fear was written all over the Taoist boy's face.

"My great calamity is coming and I may be in danger at any time, but you may not be." The fortune teller touched the heads of the two children and said kindly, "One boy and one girl, one yang and one yin, they can reduce each other's calamity. In the future, as long as you don't get involved in the forbidden secrets of heaven, you won't be in danger."

“If…” The divine fortune teller paused and looked at Ye Fan, and said meaningfully: “If there is a great catastrophe, the future fortune of the Heavenly Court can also protect you.”

A single word can move the heavens. This is the value of a fortune teller. He is not a charlatan who is swindling people, but someone who can truly predict the future.

What realm can the two spiritual children in the future reach? But there are only two such people in the world. One is Lin Xian who got it through cheating, and the other one is Shen Suanzi who cultivated it by himself, which is really against the will of heaven.

Because of this, such talents must not be left outside and must join the heavenly court.

Ye Fan looked solemn. He felt that he might not be the emperor. Even if he was reincarnated successfully, he could cut off all ties with his previous life.

He can be the reincarnation of the Emperor, but he definitely cannot be the Emperor. This involves the true self, and I am the only one!

But facing the empress, Ye Fan was speechless. The Heavenly Court had taken too many things from the Sky-Swallowing Empress, from the Nine Wonderful Divine Medicinal Fruit, to the Mother Qi of All Things, and the Immortal Treasure Map... Even the ruthless Daoguo Xiaonan was here.

"I am so proud of myself that I can predict the future and explore the secrets of the universe. When I was young, I was arrogant and looked down on everyone in the world. I felt that I was superior to others and above the world."

The divine fortune teller sighed and said, "I once overestimated my own abilities and deduced the secrets of the Great Emperor and the mysteries of becoming an immortal, which caused me to incur great karma. My life is coming to an end. Now I have touched upon the secrets of the Heavenly Emperor. I am afraid that I will be doomed in a moment."

"While there is still time, fellow Taoists, if you have any questions, I will tell you everything I know. I only hope that the Heavenly Court will treat my two grandchildren well."

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

The divine fortune teller knew exactly that he would not live long, so he dared to calculate the emperor star and the secrets of immortals in order to establish a good relationship with the Heavenly Court.

If it were any other time, even if he knew the truth about the secret, he would not reveal it easily out of fear of the laws of nature.

"Master, can you help me calculate when I will be able to attain enlightenment and become an emperor?" The big black dog licked his face and came forward to ask for a divination.

"When I meet the immortal." The divine fortune teller smiled, his eyes were deep. Ordinary people could sense something about the future before they died, let alone the immortals. At this moment, the divine fortune teller was extremely psychic.

"What do you mean? I've even met immortals. What's the point of me becoming an emperor?!" The big black dog was angry. There were no immortals in this world. This clearly meant that it could not achieve enlightenment.

"Is there any hope for my father?" The Holy Prince also only cared about himself and did not believe in fate, but he was concerned about the old Holy Emperor and wanted to ask for an answer.

"In the afterlife, there is one if you believe in it, and there is none if you don't. As time goes by, two identical flowers will appear in the world. After thousands of years, one flower will wither and the other will bloom."

The divine fortune teller coughed up blood and said that he was going all out today. The Great Emperor and the Holy King, who had been unwilling to calculate in the past, now said everything out in one go.

"Reincarnation?" The Holy Prince seemed to be thinking.

"Ahem, I have three questions." Duan De coughed lightly and said with a smile, "Can it be counted?"

"Only one." The fortune teller shook his head.
"Is that so?" Duan De pondered for a moment, then asked after a long hesitation, "Where should I go?"

Everyone was shocked. They never expected that Duan De could ask such a philosophical question.

The Black Emperor muttered, "I thought he was going to ask where the Emperor's Tomb is."

Longma nodded in agreement. It was not that they had a stereotype, but Duan De’s style was deeply rooted in people’s hearts.

"The issues in the field that I am involved in are not something you can understand. This is great archaeology, studying the origins and trajectories of all living things!" Duan De said shamelessly.

Then everyone started to sneer, thinking that archaeology might be tomb robbing.

"Where to go?"

The divine fortune teller's face changed, and the immortal platform between his eyebrows faintly cracked, and strands of immortal light bloomed, illuminating the boundless void. This person was even more important. The seemingly simple question almost killed him on the spot. After thinking for a moment, the divine fortune teller muttered: "At the end of reincarnation, everything will end, and the underworld will be the destination of all souls."

Hell?

The high-ranking officials in Heaven who knew Duan De’s identity were thoughtful. Will the King of Hell eventually return to the underworld?
Duan De frowned tightly. There was nothing wrong with this answer, but it was not the answer he was looking for.

"Now it's my turn." Long Ma squeezed forward and said with a sly smile: "Where is the Emperor's Tomb in Beidou?"

"Yaoguang Holy Land." The divine fortune teller gave an unexpected answer, which stunned everyone.

Is there an emperor's tomb in Yaoguang Holy Land? Aren't all the emperor's coffins of ruthless people in the Chaos Dragon Nest?

"The first life was the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, the second and fourth lives were in the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, could this be the third life?"

"Yes, in his third life, the ruthless man used the immortal elixir to extend his life and gained another life span. His divine fetus regained its youth, but he did not produce a new divine fetus. In his later years, he exploded in the Bronze Immortal Palace."

"But didn't the corpse of the Third Emperor explode in the Bronze Immortal Palace and then be divided up by the Eastern Wasteland Holy Land?"

Lin Xian pondered over it, but was puzzled. Could it be that there were still remains of the emperor's corpse in the Bronze Immortal Palace? But there were indeed four ancient coffins in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. After the ruthless man lived out his fourth life, it made no sense for him not to collect the remains for himself.

"I don't have much time left." The divine fortune teller urged, staring at the sky, as if divine punishment would fall at any time.

Everyone had asked their questions, and Ye Fan was the only one left.

Ye Fan felt that he had his parents, wife, and children with him, and his mind was complete. He had nothing to ask about himself. He wanted to ask about the ruthless man, but the divine fortune teller could not figure it out. After pondering for a moment, he pointed at Lin Xian and asked with a smile: "Divine fortune teller, based on the appearance of Saint Lin, is there a hope for him to become an emperor?"

The fortune teller's expression changed. It was not that Lin Xian's fate was better than Ye Fan's, but that his luck was too chaotic and mixed. Not to mention calculating it, the slightest touch would backfire.

But his pride as a master of destiny did not allow him to bow his head easily.

"I'm going to die anyway, so I might as well give it a try before I die!"

The divine fortune teller gritted his teeth and took out a jade-white tortoise shell and a piece of yarrow, which were emitting a golden sacred glow. They were definitely divine objects. He said in a deep voice, "If Saint Lin can tell me what I want, I will risk my life to tell you what I want."

"Fortune telling, fortune telling!"

Lin Xian glanced at the fortune teller, sneered, snatched the yarrow and broke it, then crushed the tortoise shell with his foot, and shouted to everyone, "The tortoise shell is rotten bones, and the yarrow is withered leaves, how can you tell good or bad luck?"

“The great emperors throughout history were made through fighting and cultivation, not through calculation.”

"If it is destined that I cannot achieve enlightenment, should I not practice?"

"If you predict that I will perish, will I commit suicide?"

"I'll tell you what destiny is. In this life, my heaven is destiny!"

Everyone was shocked, especially Ye Fan, who was amazed and said with emotion: "These words are really not something that Saint Lin would say."

"Only the destiny that is beneficial to my heaven is the destiny."

"Whether Wang Teng can become an emperor is not determined by fate, but by the will of Heaven."

Lin Xian said meaningfully: "Divine Calculator, do you understand?"

The man of Zhatian, the soul of Zhatian, and Zhatian are all stubborn people. They are destined to have no future if they try to tell fortunes in the Zhatian universe.

Haven't you seen that the supreme ones in the forbidden area look down upon the nine heavens and ten earths, claiming that they are the only ones who are supreme? Even if they have fallen to the point of cutting themselves off, who of them believes in fate?

The great emperor of ancient times rules the universe. My destiny is the destiny of heaven, and my will is the will of heaven!
If it is beneficial to the future of Heaven, it is a prophecy. If it is not beneficial to the fate of Heaven, just blow it up with one punch, rewrite the fate, and be yourself again!
The divine fortune teller's body trembled, and he suddenly came to his senses. He suddenly stepped forward, carefully examined Lin Xian for a moment, and then said solemnly: "I don't even need to calculate the face of Lin Sheng. He is definitely destined to rule the world!"

"I was just confused."

"It's more than foolish, it's totally wrong." Lin Xian waved his robe and shouted, "It's not you who will tell your fortune today, it's the Heavenly Court that will tell your fortune."

"I have calculated that you, the Divine Calculator, will not die today as a punishment from heaven."

"It's not my destiny!" The fortune teller was stunned: "What does Lin Sheng mean by this?"

What do you mean?
Nonsense, if you die, who will work for the Heavenly Palace? Although the two spiritual children have great prospects, they are only promising in the future. Currently, they are still youth versions and are not proficient enough.

Nature wants you to survive and work for the Heavenly Court.

"Black Emperor, set up the Heaven-Deceiving Array."

Lin Xian said calmly, and then introduced to the divine fortune teller: "The Heaven-Deceiving Array Pattern was left by the Great Emperor Wu Shi, and it can conceal all the energy, even the Supreme Being can hide it. What's more, your backlash is currently only controlled by the Heaven Court in the universe, and the Black Emperor is the only successor."

"As long as you stay in the Heavenly Palace, no matter how great the Nine Heavens Tribulation or the Chaos Tribulation is, it will not be able to find you."

Since the calculation of the emperor's secret has backfired, it is natural that the Emperor of Heaven must use his means to resolve it.

This is called "the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it."

A hint of understanding flashed in the divine fortune teller's eyes. He nodded, stood up, clasped his fists and bowed, saying, "I understand. The divine fortune teller lineage will always stay in Tianzhi Village and serve the Heavenly Court."

"Hahahaha... no problem, no problem."

The big black dog laughed wildly, scattering the formation flags while linking shoulders with the divine fortune teller, and said shamelessly: "In terms of the Heaven-Defying Formation, if it is called the second formation in the world today, no one dares to say it is the first. Just stay in Tianzhi Village with peace of mind."

"I see that you are good at calculating the mysteries of the universe. Do you want to join my team of puppies? I will let you be the deputy captain."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. The Black Emperor's minions were notorious in the Eastern Wasteland. If they were joined by a divine fortune teller, they would surely bring disaster to the entire Beidou.

Half a day later, the formation was completed and covered the small world of Tianzhi Village.

The Emperor Wu Shi is worthy of being called the Emperor of Heaven, with amazing talent. The formation he left behind can conceal all signs of life. Once one enters it, Heaven will assume that the divine fortune teller is a dead man. Although the price is that he can never leave the Village of Heaven, compared with the extinction of the Tao and death, this price is not worth mentioning.

The divine fortune teller was filled with gratitude, and he selected several outstanding young men in the Heavenly Court as his disciples and passed down the "Art of Stealing the Sky". His lineage thus officially joined the Heavenly Court.

The ending was great, but something went wrong in the middle.

In order to prevent the divine fortune teller from being killed by the heavenly calamity, Hei Huang was responsible for the overall design, and the three Yuan Tianshi Duan De, Lin Xian, and Ye Fan also lent a hand. As a result, the Heaven-deceiving Formation was too perfect, so that those who came to visit Shencan Ridge were confused and could not find the entrance at all.

The Princess of the Divine Silkworm, a dignified Holy King, was completely unable to figure it out. She wandered around with the Taoist of the Divine Silkworm for a long time before being led into the small world by the Black Emperor who realized what was happening late.

(End of this chapter)