Fortune Teller

"This little kid is very filial." Looking at the child in front of him, Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. If you know how to be filial to your parents today, you will also be filial to your teachers in the future. You are a good disciple.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiuyun quietly pinched his fingers to calculate the child's future.

After a moment, the corner of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, "Sure enough, he is destined to be immortal. Even if he doesn't meet me, there is a 30% chance that this kid will join the Wuhen Sect and become a disciple of the Pulse Cleansing Realm."

What Gu Xiuyun deduced was only a glimpse of the future.

In terms of deduction, the most difficult thing to calculate is the future. Because it has not happened yet, it contains countless possibilities. You may be killed by a meteorite tomorrow, or you may ascend to immortality, break through to the Douxiao realm, and become an elder of the Wuhen Sect.

What Gu Xiuyun deduced was only the most likely among countless futures.

"It's a pity that I disguised my identity and sneaked into the Traceless Sect. Sooner or later, I will be exposed. I can't accept this junior as my disciple, otherwise I will harm him." Gu Xiuyun shook his head.

…

In a simple thatched hut, a village woman was lying on the earthen bed, leaning slightly sideways.

Seeing the child and the man in green robe walking into the house, the woman's eyes flashed with surprise, and she quickly struggled to get up, "The poor woman has seen the immortal."

"You are sick, so you don't need to salute." Gu Xiuyun waved his hand gently, and his spiritual power turned into an invisible force, stopping the village woman.

The spiritual power was like a ball of cotton wool, wrapping the village woman. She wanted to get up and bow, but she couldn't move, so she could only lie down along with the spiritual power.

"Shangxian, my mother has been bedridden for more than a year. Every day at night, her stomach hurts and she doesn't feel better after taking a lot of medicine." The child said.

"Let me consider."

Gu Xiuyun once again wielded a spiritual power and merged into the village woman's body.

The spiritual power turned into threads, formless but omnipresent, spreading all over the woman's body. After a moment, he frowned.

"It is indeed a stubborn disease. No wonder secular doctors cannot cure it." Gu Xiuyun understood in his heart.

There was a large piece of rot in the woman's abdominal cavity, and the pus condensed into a ball, blocking her body like a solid stone.

That's all. In the flesh and blood of the abdominal wall, there is a raised sarcoma, which is pressing against the tendons and causing pain every day. It is really not easy for her to survive until today.

In addition, because the woman has been bedridden for many years, her spine and hip bones have become rigid, and she has problems with her gastrointestinal and other places.

In this situation, ordinary herbal medicines are no longer useful. It is necessary to refine elixirs from spiritual ginseng that have been used for more than a hundred years, or to slowly maintain them with spiritual power to gradually eliminate the stubborn diseases in the body, in order to cure her disease, but it takes a long time. It takes more than half a year.

"If an ordinary person got these diseases, he would probably be close to death. Madam has practiced martial arts and has a strong foundation to support her until today." Gu Xiuyun nodded slightly.

"Shangxian, can my mother be saved?" the child asked eagerly.

"Of course there will be help," Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "You little kid is lucky, you happened to meet me. If it were anyone else, you would not be able to part with a hundred-year-old ginseng."

As he spoke, Gu Xiuyun took out an old ginseng plant from his spirit pouch. With a tap of his palm, the ginseng tendrils were shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the table.

"Take a piece of ginseng root every day, boil it into a soup, and give it to your mother. In about half a year, her disease will be cured!" Gu Xiuyun said.

"So simple?" The child couldn't believe it.

"Little baby, the path to immortality is far away. If you can step into the immortal gate, you will have many magical powers. You will understand in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of blood gushes out of the woman's body. Most of the pus in her body was swept away by the spiritual power, leaving only the parts adhering to the internal organs.

The sarcomas in the flesh and blood were also sealed by spiritual power and stopped growing temporarily.

These stubborn diseases are closely related to the woman's body and cannot be forcibly removed, so Gu Xiuyun left the ginseng and asked the children to make a decoction for the mother every day.

"I drank wine, and my illness was cured. Little baby, I am gone!"

Gu Xiuyun laughed loudly and floated out of the house like a breeze.

"Shangxian, please stay." The child hurriedly chased out of the house, but Gu Xiuyun could no longer be found. "Shangxian, I also want to tell you about the strange things in the woods at the east end of the village!"

…

Gu Xiuyun's body was like a breeze, fleeing towards the small town in the distance.

Although he didn't use the escape technique, he was still very fast, and he reached the town in almost a moment.

The towns are much more prosperous than the villages. People are coming and going on the streets. The vendors on both sides are wearing coarse linen clothes and shouting loudly.

This small town is inconspicuous in the entire Wuhen Sect. It is just one of dozens of towns at the foot of Yanning Mountain. Standing at the highest point of the town, looking around, there are tall peaks towering in the distance, reaching deep into the sky. There are a total of Five peaks surround this land.

The entire Wuhen Sect has a radius of several thousand miles, which is not inferior to the land of China.

Such a vast mountain gate is like a country. There are mortals at the foot of the mountain, and practitioners live on the top of the mountain, without disturbing each other.

Gu Xiuyun walked quietly to the center of the town like a phantom.

There is a huge stone tablet standing here. The inscription is written in ancient characters and there are many annotations engraved on both sides.

The stone tablet was surrounded by warriors, and from time to time someone would step forward, read an inscription, and then return to where they were, lowering their heads to practice.

"As expected of one of the Four Great Sects, he actually carved the Immortal Dao Kung Fu on a stone tablet for everyone to view." Gu Xiuyun marveled in his heart, "Although it only has the pulse-cleansing realm part, it is still an excellent technique."

"It's a pity that it's not Wuliang Jue, so it's of no use to me."

Gu Xiuyun continued walking to the next place.

If there is no one in the town, he will go to the capital to look for it. He will not ask other practitioners until the last step.

It is really doubtful that a disciple of Wuhen Sect does not know Wuliang Jue.

There was only one capital city near Yanning Mountain. Gu Xiuyun asked many businessmen to determine the location of the capital city.

After burning a stick of incense, he jumped into the city.

"It is indeed here."

As soon as he entered the capital, Gu Xiuyun saw a message in the distance.

There was a golden book on the city wall, which contained densely packed ancient characters. He only glanced at it briefly, and he already had some insights in his heart.

"The annotated edition of Infinite Jue, if you want it, come and buy it quickly. It only costs ten taels of gold." There were people selling books under the city wall.

Seeing Gu Xiuyun approaching, someone immediately approached him, "Shangxian, you are here to learn the Infinite Art. I have an annotated version here. You can buy it for ten taels of gold."

"Oh, how do you know that I haven't practiced the Infinite Secret Technique yet?" Gu Xiuyun asked with a half-smile.

"If the immortal mastered this method, how could he come here? Those who come here are all immortals who have just enlightened their spiritual veins." The vendor pointed at the practitioners sitting cross-legged under the city wall. There were dozens of them, " The ancient characters are difficult to understand, so it would be much easier to practice them than buying a book of annotations.”