Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 74 Divination
"When Master found out about this, I was severely criticized. He said I had avoided the greatest risk but didn't gain the greatest benefit."

Thinking of this, Yang Caier was also a little annoyed, but she quickly suppressed her emotions.

A sense of vigilance arose in her heart. She was now practicing the secret soul technique of Bingpo Peak, and her emotions were fluctuating more.

"Fang Daoyou, you are really good at keeping a low profile."

Fang Yi gave a wry smile. At that time, his cultivation was low and his trump cards were incomplete, so he did intend to recruit Yang Caier into the gang.

Seeing that Fang Yi did not refute, Yang Caier did not bring up the matter again.
After all, he did not hide anything when he invited me, but I never thought that the benefits would be so huge, and I was targeted by the direct descendants of the Zhou family.

Yang Caier threw the Seven Rings in her arms reluctantly to Fang Yi.

"I will go find Junior Brother Xu tomorrow. I think he will give me this favor."

"Fellow Daoist Fang, I'd like to trouble you to take care of the Dacheng matter."

Fang Yi nodded in agreement.

"I have known Dacheng for decades, and I will do my best to help him."

Seeing Yang Caier leave, Fang Yi patted Qijie's little head.

"Useless little thing, why are you still staring at me even though I've left?"

"Humph."

Qijie's round body nudged Fang Yi's chest.

Then he closed his eyes and continued to draw the essence of the spiritual pearl on his neck to nourish his own body.

Xuanyang Mountain.

A blue-purple light streaked across the void and quickly fled towards Yunze Market.

On the flying boat, Xiao Changce had a solemn expression and his clothes fluttered.

He never thought that the cultivators from Nanli Country would dare to sneak into the territory of Xuanyang Mountain and attack the inner disciples.

Soon, the Wind and Thunder Boat hovered above a deep ancient forest, which was where Gu Jiushang had been imprisoned before.

Xiao Changce exerted some magic power, and a cloud ladder descended from the wind and thunder flying boat into the ancient forest.

He slowly walked down the flying boat with a young monk.

The monk wore an eight-diagram robe and a white jade crown on his head. He had sword-like eyebrows and eyes that were as bright as ink. He was extremely handsome, but there was a strand of withered silver hair in his thick black hair.

There was an inexplicable expectation in the handsome monk's eyes.

"Uncle, is this where Senior Brother Gu was captured?"

"Junior Brother Yan, if what Junior Brother Gu said is correct, this is the place."

Xiao Changce waved his sleeves and stopped Yan Youtai who was about to enter the cave.

"Junior Brother, please wait a moment. Although according to what Junior Brother Gu Jiushang said, the cultivators from the Nanli Kingdom were all killed by a single cultivator, we should still be cautious."

As a great cultivator in the late foundation-building stage, there must be a reason why he was so polite to his nephew in the Qi-training stage.

Yan Youtai is the grandson of Tianque Zhenren, the third-level hexagram master in the sect. He is one of the few core disciples of Xuanyang Mountain.
His talent in the Dao of Changes is outstanding. Although he is only at the sixth level of Qi training, he is already a first-class spiritual divination master.
The Yi Dao, which can also be called the Dao of Heaven's Secrets and the Dao of Divination, is the most mysterious among the hundred arts of cultivating immortals, and its inheritance is also the rarest.

The monks who practice this way, with profound cultivation of the mysteries, can explore the past and the future.
However, due to excessive exploration of the mysteries of heaven, one is prone to suffering from the dark backlash... Monks who practice this path often have a short lifespan and it is difficult to inherit the tradition.
However, the Tianji Master is also an indispensable cultivator in all the major sects, so the major sects have always supported the cultivators who are good at Tianji.
Yan Youtai was highly regarded by the Jindan masters in his sect because of his outstanding talent in divination.

He was also highly expected by his master, Tianque Zhenren, who said that he had the potential to become a third-level hexagram master.

His status in the sect is comparable to that of an ordinary foundation-building master.

If it weren't for his sudden urge to come to the half-demon monk's lair, he would have been in trouble.

Even if Gu Jiushang's foundation was destroyed, it was only a loss of a foundation-building seed.

A mere foundation-building seed, not even a foundation-building cultivator, how could he be compared with a fortune-teller who had the potential to reach the third level?

If Yan Youtai had not said that this matter would be beneficial to his breakthrough in divination, Xuanyang Mountain would never have let him go down the mountain before he established his foundation.

Even if they let him go down the mountain now, Xuanyang Mountain would still send someone who was in the late foundation building stage to protect him.

Xiao Changce remembered that before he went down the mountain, his master, Huang Guangsheng, had repeatedly told him that the incident with the half-demon cultivator from the Nanli Kingdom had already happened and could be investigated slowly, but nothing must happen to his nephew Yan.

One of them slapped the storage bag, and a dark light shot up into the sky, turning into an ancient bronze mirror that floated above his head.

As the magic spells in his hands were cast into the ancient bronze mirror, the mirror quickly grew larger.

The ancient mirror turned, and the bronze mirror surface emitted a vast mirror light, thoroughly seeing through the ancient forest inch by inch.

Seeing this, Yan Youtai spoke.

"A top-grade magical artifact, the Soul-Reflecting Mirror? Uncle Xiao is indeed highly regarded by Grandmaster Huang, who even gave him this top-grade magical artifact, the Soul-Reflecting Mirror."

Xiao Changce glanced at Yan Youtai's brilliant light, his face froze and he was speechless.

'Four-Direction Pure Crown'

'Yin Yang Bagua Robe'

'Sapphire Belt'

'Cloud-climbing boots'

All of these magical instruments are at least mid-grade, and there are also two top-grade instruments. Most foundation-building cultivators do not have such a luxurious fortune.

After dozens of breaths, the Soul Mirror had completed its investigation. Seeing that there was indeed no other danger in this ancient forest, Xiao Changce finally felt relieved.

……

Just stepped into the dungeon.

Xiao Changce smelled a bloody odor.

His spiritual consciousness at the foundation-building stage gushed out, and invisible waves swept across the surroundings.

"Bluestone floor, sandalwood tables and chairs, blood-stained torture instruments..."

After a quarter of an hour, they found nothing. 'This matter of locating the enemy and finding their whereabouts is indeed something that the Tianji Master is more adept at.'

Xiao Changce put away his spiritual thoughts and spoke.

"This matter of the half-demon in Gulin is indeed quite strange, just as Junior-Martial Nephew Gu said. I'll have to trouble Junior-Martial Nephew Yan with the rest..."

Yan Youtai nodded slightly.

With a wave of his long sleeves, a dark light flew out from his sleeves.

The spiritual light floated in the air and turned into a disk-shaped magical weapon one foot square.

"A replica of the ancient magical artifact Zhoutian Baguatai, a top-grade magical instrument, the Tianji Bagua Plate..."

Xiao Changce narrowed his eyes. Although he had heard about it before, seeing it with his own eyes was believing. His nephew Yan was truly valued by Master Tianque.

Instruments for divine prediction are inherently rare, and their value is one level higher than instruments of the same rank.
This top-grade magic weapon, the Tianji Bagua Plate, is probably worth more than ordinary top-grade magic weapons. Not to mention ordinary foundation-building masters, even ordinary second-level hexagram masters do not have such a magic weapon.

Yan Youtai pinched his fingers and cast a series of magic seals into the disc-shaped magic weapon floating in the air.

With the surge of its wood attribute magic power.

The Tianji Bagua Plate began to rotate slowly, and the Bagua marks appeared.

Qian and Kun

Kan and Li

"Gen, Dui, Zhen, Xun..."

The Bagua runes glowed and began to intercept the remaining energy in the stone chamber.

Shadows echoed in Yan Youtai's sea of ​​consciousness.

First, Xie Yan's shadow escorted Gu Jiushang into the underground stone chamber. Then, demon blood was injected into it. Xie Yan tortured his fellow disciple and had his essence taken away.
But Yan Youtai's face was stern, and he didn't care at all about the miserable plight of his fellow disciples.

At the beginning, he was not completely ignorant of Gu Jiushang's experience.

"The most important thing now is to find that opportunity."

Divination is a way of trying to peek into the secrets of heaven, which often backfires on you and your whole being, and takes the most out of your lifespan.

Therefore, the monks who practice this way have almost no good end.
Unless necessary, Yan Youtai did not want to show his talent in the way of heaven.

He also knew that every time a divination master performed divination, his vitality would be depleted. Once his vitality was insufficient, his lifespan would begin to decline.
However, his own talent is mediocre, and he only has a top-grade wood spiritual root. If he does not show the talent of heavenly secrets, why would he be valued by the sect?

Take Gu Jiushang, whose foundation was completely destroyed.

Although Xuanyang Sect has some regard for cultivators with high-grade spiritual roots, they will never treat them like themselves. They have high-grade magic tools, superior cave dwellings, and even when they go out, they have to have foundation-building guards.
It's just a matter of giving and taking.

Moreover, the world of immortal cultivation is vast and boundless, with rare treasures, magical skills and unique methods emerging in an endless stream. The lost lifespan is not without a chance to be replenished.
A cyan aura circulated around Yan Youtai, and his wood-attributed magical power surged. This connected him to a mysterious jade pendant within his sea of ​​consciousness.
This jade pendant is ancient and vast, engraved with strange witchcraft patterns such as flying birds and running beasts, poisonous snakes and strange insects. It also vaguely depicts a witchcraft sage holding a snake staff, questioning the heavens and the earth.
This is what Yan Youtai's mother left behind. It is his greatest opportunity and also his most important secret...

It was because of the help of this jade pendant.

His talent was to cultivate the art of divination to the first-class level at the age of twenty-something.
However, this also results in a significant loss of lifespan.

"found it!"

Yan Youtai's face lit up with joy.

A gray spiritual mist appeared above the Tianji Bagua plate.

As his magic power continued to be injected, the gray spiritual mist rolled endlessly and eventually turned into the shadow of a withered old man.

But above the shadows, the shadows of ancient trees emerged. The ancient trees were lush and green, and as the seasons changed, a lush green aura emerged.
A gray light flickered on the Tianji Bagua Plate, and the shadow was about to disappear.

'A person of great fortune?'

Feeling the attraction of this ancient tree, how could Yan Youtai allow this opportunity to fly away?
His face turned fierce, no longer worrying about his lifespan
Essence, blood and vital energy continuously poured into the Tianwu Jue, activating some of the power of the jade javelin.

The witch patterns on the jade pendant in his sea of ​​consciousness are vivid and constantly changing. The eagle soars, the tiger hunts, the venomous snake turns blood, the ancient cicada sheds its skin.
As the jade pendant shone brightly, the sound of gods and demons singing the praises of their ancestors in offering sacrifices to heaven and earth faintly resounded in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Youtai was blessed by the Tianwu Jue, and had a vague sense of unity between man and nature.

Under its influence, the grass and trees trembled slightly, and the mountains, rocks and water began to glow faintly.

His divination skills were blessed by this and continued to improve.

'First-class quality.'

'Quasi-second order'

'Second-level low-grade.'

Feeling his own life span being consumed rapidly, Yan Youtai did not dare to stay, and a silver spiritual light was shot into the Tianji Bagua.

"Click"

"Crack."

The Bagua disk rotated faster and faster, and the shadow of the octogenarian transformed by Fang Yi became more and more real.

噗

The old man suddenly disappeared.
Yan Youtai spat out a mouthful of blood mist, his face full of disbelief.

He muttered to himself.

"How is that possible? Not even a trace of Qi remains."

"How can there be such a monk in the world?"

Before entering the fourth level of the art of divination, one cannot detect the great trends in the dark, and one needs to rely on a medium to divine the secrets of others.

But Yan Youtai never expected that this so-called "withered Taoist" seemed to have anticipated this and completely restrained his own aura, not leaking even a trace of it.

He paid such a huge price but failed to get this opportunity.

Yan Youtai felt a tightness in his chest and hurriedly took out a jade bottle from his storage bag.

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