In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

"I just saw Daoist Sanque tear apart a teleportation talisman; he's probably already tens of thousands of miles away, and Lü Yao can't catch up with him at all."

There are countless similar statements. Lü Yaoqiang is indeed strong, but if you say that he can locate Taiyin and Sanque from thousands of miles away, they won't believe it.

But when the crimson dragon pulled the golden ancient chariot out of the void rift, everyone fell silent.

This person was not a king, but he seemed to be no less than any king. All eyes fell on Tengshe Zhenren, for he was the only one here who could speak with the fierce god.

Tengshe Zhenren stepped forward with a stiff upper lip, knowing his own abilities.

He has indeed severed his Dao, but his potential has also been exhausted. For hundreds of years, he has made no progress in the early stages of severing his Dao, and he cannot compare with such monstrous geniuses.

"Fellow Daoist Lü is truly awe-inspiring!"

Lü Yao: "I've come to find the old Grand Preceptor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty."

"Uh...?" Everyone's gaze shifted from Tengshe Zhenren to Tianji Lao Guoshi.

Lu Yao went straight to the point: "Tell me a divination, and find out where the Fusang Ancient Tree is, and whether there is any ancient solar scripture on it."

Chapter 266 The Celestial Master

In the western part of the Eastern Wilderness, there is a peculiar place called Taiyuan, where a master astrologer lives in seclusion. Before even meeting Ye Fan, he could predict what Ye Fan wanted, making him no less capable than the strongest diviner of the ancient Big Dipper Star.

The Heavenly Mystery Master of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty is suspected to have come from the Taiyuan Heavenly Mystery Sect. He is equally powerful and once foresaw the extraordinary abilities of the little girl. He said that he would use the little girl as a price to make the Ziwei Divine Dynasty prosper.

He didn't know if it was the same person as the one in front of him, but considering the circumstances, Lü Yao wouldn't have to pay any price.

At most, it's just that fortune tellers and diviners who leaked heavenly secrets and died suddenly.

None of the human lineages on the ancient star Ziwei can be considered righteous.

Otherwise, in the original story, Ye Fan was imprisoned in the sea eye for four years, the Sun God Cult was destroyed by the Golden Crow Clan, and none of these forces intervened to save one or two Holy Empress members. In the end, only Ye Tong was left, and Ye Fan was lucky enough to encounter her.

The Taiyin Divine Cult was destroyed, and no bloodline was saved. He coldly watched the Taiyin strife unfold, and later became intimate with the Duanmu clan.

“Fellow Daoist Lü, prying into the secrets of heaven will bring backlash, especially when it comes to prying into the secrets of the Human Emperor.”

The old national advisor took two steps forward, feigning profundity, but in essence, he simply didn't want to make a move.

Lu Yao stared intently at the old national advisor, making the latter feel extremely uncomfortable and his scalp tingled.

Ten seconds later, Lü Yao suddenly smiled gently: "In that case, old Grand Preceptor, please calculate the whereabouts of the three kings of the Golden Crow Clan for me."

It is said that the Golden Crow King is in seclusion, but there are two other kings, one of whom is traveling outside and whose whereabouts are unknown, and the other is stationed in the ancient country of Fusang.

The old national advisor was taken aback, only then realizing that this was the man's true purpose: "Fellow Daoist, even the traces of a king come at a great price."

Lu Yao couldn't stand it anymore. He wasn't asked to calculate the whereabouts of the Ruthless Emperor, the Green Emperor, and the Beginningless Emperor. Look at the divination masters of Taiyuan. They are often punished by heaven and die in meditation, risking their lives to calculate the cause and effect of heavenly secrets for others.

"...However," the old national advisor changed the subject, looking at the little girl beside Lü Yao, "I see that this little child is naturally gifted and I would like to take her as my disciple. I will impart all my secrets of divination to her. If possible, I would also like to have her divined."

"Heh." Lü Yao chuckled. "It really was you."

It can only be said that the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and the Tianji Sect have an amazing lineage. Many powerful forces could not see the extraordinary nature of Nannan, but the old national teacher saw it at a glance.

"puff"

Two dragon-shaped divine lights shot out directly from between Lü Yao's eyebrows, instantly changing the color of the wind and clouds, and dark clouds gathered.

The old national advisor's expression changed, and he unleashed a palm strike, the purple aura swirling and crushing the void.

"puff"

However, all their efforts were in vain. A bloody hole suddenly appeared between the old Grand Preceptor's eyebrows, his eyes lost their light, and he collapsed to the ground. Lü Yao reached out and picked him up, placing him into the vessel.

He held back; the old imperial advisor didn't die, but was severely injured.

The astrologers in Taiyuan are hard to find; they are shrouded in mystery. To find the Fusang Tree and the Ancient Sun Scripture, we still need the old national advisor to do some calculations.

The others didn't know why they suddenly started fighting, and the old Grand Preceptor Ziwei hadn't said anything excessive.

"Master Tengshe, I've disturbed your birthday banquet. I'll leave now and head to Xuandu Cave. If I happen to encounter your young son, I'll persuade him to come back and stop following Yin Tiande in his nonsense."

Lü Yao looked at the old snake.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lü." Tengshe Zhenren remained extremely calm.

"Let's go to Xuandu Cave."

The red dragon spat out a piece of black jade platform from its mouth, opened a void passage, and pulled the ancient war chariot into it.

As soon as the demonic figure disappeared, the crowd began to stir:

"This is a demon! He kills without hesitation. What grudge did the old Grand Preceptor have against him? Is it simply because he refused to deduce the whereabouts of the Golden Crow Clan's king for him?"

An old cultivator looked at the people around him and said, "I am going to the Ziwei Divine Dynasty to report this matter to the Ziwei Emperor. I estimate that I will receive a lot of benefits."

On the other side, an old demon's eyes were gloomy: "He went to the Taiqing Sacred Mirror in such a grand manner just to tell the Golden Crow Clan his whereabouts and wait for them to intercept and kill him. Where does he get his confidence?"

He was a fire crow and had good relations with some powerful figures in the Golden Crow Clan. He would definitely inform the Golden Crow Clan about this matter.

"If the Golden Crow King comes here with a sacred artifact, he will definitely not be able to escape."

Many people bid farewell to the Tengshe Immortal, each with their own thoughts, and went to the Jinwu, Ziwei, Taiyin, Changsheng and other forces to tell them about what happened today.

Lu Yao had been delayed here for the sake of the old king of the Golden Crow Clan, but unexpectedly he didn't come. Instead, he sent five princes and a set of array flags.

"Boom!"

The ancient chariot continued to traverse the void, quickly crossing the vast ocean between two continents and arriving in a boundless immortal land.

Here, majestic mountains soar into the clouds, and mighty rivers flow for tens of thousands of miles, shrouded in dragon-like energy and purple mist, making it an extraordinary place.

Standing on the ancient chariot, Lü Yao's gaze swept across the various sacred mountains and pure lands, his divine sense like a vast ocean, engulfing the entire area.

"Who goes there?! How dare you be so insolent here!" A figure flew up from a mountaintop, his robes fluttering, his eyes shining brightly, and his white hair flowing freely.

"Who are you?" Lu Yao asked, puzzled.

This is definitely not Yin Tiande.

"I am the leader of Mingdao Mountain. Leave immediately, you are not welcome here." The old leader's voice had barely fallen when

In the distance, several more figures rose up, each one at the second level of the Immortal Realm, their skin radiating divine light, their faces showing vigilance as they looked at the newcomer.

But Lü Yao discovered that things weren't entirely peaceful between them; they were wary of each other, both in their positions and in their gazes.

His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly understood what was going on.

These people must be the old sect leaders who were killed by Yin Tiande when Xuandu Cave opened, right?

The transmission of Lao Tzu's teachings cannot be decided by sitting down and discussing it; it requires a real contest.

Although Yin Tiande had passed all 108 deadly trials of the Guanghan Palace and gained great fame, earning the title of the number one prodigy of Ziwei, he was not yet at the level that would make the leaders of the major sects back down.

"Is this where Xuandu Cave is located?" Lu Yao completely ignored their imposing aura, remaining calm and composed.

"How dare you! Who are you to be questioning us like this? Leave this place immediately, or you'll lose your life."

The old leader of Mingdao Mountain made no attempt to conceal his hostility, and the living fossils in mid-air were also breathing in divine power, ready to make a move at any moment.

They all recognized each other's right to have this opportunity to compete for success, but who is this young man? Does he also want a piece of the pie? Dream on!

At this moment, Lu Yao discovered a figure in his vast divine sense. The figure was of ordinary appearance and looked very plain. He sat quietly on a cliff and looked at him without any emotion.

A thought arose in Lü Yao's mind: This is Yin Tiande.

Get out of here!

Suddenly, a powerful being made a move, extending a giant hand, brimming with demonic energy and over ten zhang long, directly grabbing at the Crimson Dragon.

"Drive them away."

"Yes, sir." The Crimson Dragon transformed into a young boy, wielding the Heavenly Emperor Sword as it charged towards the living fossils.

The golden ancient chariot started moving, even though no one was pulling it, and slowly carried Lü Yao and Xiao Nannan toward the place where Yin Tiande was.

But as he got closer, Lü Yao suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not the real person, but an avatar.

"Who are you?" The man's eyes showed neither sorrow nor joy, nor did he look into the distance, where several powerful beings were fighting, and sacred mountains and pure lands were collapsing.

"The master of the Eight Views Palace, a descendant of Laozi. Are you Yin Tiande?"

This avatar's strength should not be underestimated; at least those people in the distance were no match for it in a one-on-one fight.

"I have no successor." Yin Tiande stood up, standing on the blue stone where he had just been sitting cross-legged. His eyes shone with a divine light that flickered, and a powerful fighting spirit rose up.

“I can sense your power, but Xuandu Cave is the training ground I chose, and it is not something you can touch.”

Lu Yao smiled and said, "I didn't have a successor before. Now that I'm here, I do have one. Please leave, fellow Daoist, and don't make a mistake."

He is an Earthling, and he has studied the Tao Te Ching, a classic of Chinese learning, since childhood. Who is more qualified than him to inherit the Eight Views Palace of Xuandu Cave?

Ask the people of Ziwei Ancient Star if they can recite the Tao Te Ching.

Yin Tiande didn't say anything more and directly made his move. A burst of purple energy erupted, stretching for three thousand miles, and condensed into a ten-zhang-long seal, which crashed down with a bang.

Lu Yao faced the Purple Qi Seal, with a Tai Chi diagram unfolding beneath his feet. The complex Dao patterns rapidly enlarged and rotated.

"buzz"

The Purple Qi Seal was completely obliterated, without any chance of resistance.

Yin Tiande's avatar's expression changed. "Who exactly are you? With your strength, why are you unknown?"

Lü Yao took a step forward.

In that instant, Yin Tiande's avatar felt the entire sky collapse, and an immense pressure instantly weighed on him, as if he were carrying the entire universe on his back.

"puff!"

The avatar immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which transformed into its most essential essence and returned to heaven and earth.

"Someone killed my avatar?!"

Yin Tiande, far away in the ancient tree country of Fusang in China, suddenly sensed something and his face turned pale.

"Did someone kill your avatar that was guarding outside Xuandu Cave?" Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow, asked.

He had just emerged from seclusion, and news of the deaths of his five elder brothers and uncles had not yet reached him so quickly.

"Yes, but it doesn't matter. On the ancient star of Ziwei, no one but me can obtain Laozi's inheritance."