At 11:30 that night, the stone door of a room in the cave opened, and Tongxuan Zhenren walked out of it.

"Didn't you say tomorrow, why did you come out now?" Mu Fan was just about to fall asleep when he was woken up by the sound of the stone gate.

"You really don't know anything, our Taoist day starts at half past eleven in the evening, that is, the time of the child, but you continue to rest, and we will find him together tomorrow, I will go to say hello first"

Fu Tian had already gotten up and passed.

"Bufu, why did you come here so early this time? That little friend, can you come over and talk about it?", Tong Xuanzhen's voice seemed to be in his ears.

"Uncle Shi called you, follow", Fu Tian called Mu Fan, and Mu Fan followed.

Tong Xuan Zhenren has white hair, a bun in his hair, wearing a yellow gossip robe, holding a whisk of dust, looking old, but he is spiritual.

"Nephew Bufu, meet my uncle, this is my apprentice, named Mu Fan, Mu Fan, come to see your uncle"

"Mu Fan visited the Taishibo", Mu Fan also learned to bow down.

When Mu Fan came to him, Tong Xuan Zhenren's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a smile on his face:

"It turns out that this little friend is your disciple, not bad, not bad, not bad", Tong Xuan Zhenren said three good words.

"Uncle, recently my nephew has been very puzzled by what he has seen in the Tao, and I have come to ask for advice, my apprentice Mu Fan is my first apprentice, and I also want to ask my uncle to deduce the number of lives for him and give him a Taoist number."

Fu Tian said the purpose of coming this time, which is equivalent to explaining the reason for coming early this time.

"You are the head of my Dao sect, and I should do my best to support you, but this year is the tenth year, and you still can't remember the secret technique of the head of the supreme law code of my Dao sect? If you can remember it, and I will teach you, your skills will definitely increase greatly, and you will not be disgraced in your position."

Tong Xuan Zhenren said this truthfully, and Fu Tian, who had always been thick-skinned, showed a look of shame.

"That's it, the Tao is fateful, I have calculated that someone who is destined to set foot in my cave mansion today, and see what, your name is Mu Fan, right? Come here, let me do the math for you."

Tong Xuan Zhenren brushed the dust aside, stretched out one hand to pinch the trick and meditate, and the other hand kept kneading Mu Fan's palm and face.

After a few minutes, Tong Xuan Zhenren frowned.

Ten minutes later, his forehead sweated down.

"Uncle Shi, what's the matter?With his skill, it should be fine in a few minutes, looking at his expression, is there something big wrong with Mu Fan?", Fu Tian muttered in his heart, this is a rare meal ticket apprentice he received, he can't say no.

Mu Fan has been touched for so long, it feels very unnatural, the feeling of this man being touched by a man is very strange, and seeing Tong Xuan's real appearance, his heart is also scared.

However, if this Tongxuan real person can really say his problem, he doesn't mind saying what is strange about him, otherwise he may not be able to solve any problem if he wants to say it and does not say it.

After half an hour of Hong's touch, Tong Xuan Zhen stopped what he was doing.

"Uncle Shi, how is it?", Fu Tian asked eagerly.

Tong Xuan Zhenren picked up the dust, swept it on his chest, paused and said:

"This son is not like a person's life, the rest of his life is changeable, and the number of lives that should belong to him cannot be calculated, it's really strange, I don't know why"

"Lives are uncountable, uncle, can you tell me if this is auspicious or evil?", Fu Tian asked again.

"When I first met, I saw a flash of inspiration between his eyebrows, he must be a blessed person, and he should have great blessings and great wealth, but if he talks about the face and palm fortune, it seems that his fate is so bad that he doesn't know how long he will live."

It seems that this is the first time that Tongxuan Zhenren has encountered such a situation, and he makes a contemplative gesture as he speaks.

Mu Fan was a little embarrassed at this time, as soon as he heard Taishi Bo's sentence "It's not like a person's life", he felt that it should be related to the possession of eighty dead souls, thinking that Master Tongxuan had real materials, but the latter ones did not talk about the substance, and they were as ambiguous as the street gods, and it was difficult to judge for a while.

At this time, Fu Tian thought for a while, and immediately said: "Uncle Shi, some time ago, when I took Mu Fan to invite the ancestors to the shrine, I seemed to see a spiritual light shooting into his eyebrows, as if there was a sign of Dao Ancestor entering the body, I wonder if Uncle Shi can measure it?"

"Oh, is there such a thing?", Tong Xuan Zhenren was stunned after hearing this, and looked at Mu Fanlai carefully.

Seeing that Tongxuan Zhenren had a different performance, Fu Tian added:

"Yes, he fainted at the beginning, and when he woke up, he said that he heard the chanting of the Twenty Stars Mantra, I always thought that he was just low blood sugar and his brain was confused, I wonder if there is any other way to say this kind of thing?"

"Nakshatra, how many words do you hear?"

Tongxuan Zhenren no longer had the initial calmness at this time, and asked Mu Fan instead.

"I don't know, I just know that it's been circulating, what horn, Kang, ghost, Jane"

Mu Fan explained as he recalled.

"What? It's all 'Zhen'? This is the last incantation", the Tongxuan Daoist was even more uncalm at this time, and even threw away the dust in his hands, and slapped his hands on Mu Fan's shoulders: "What you said is true?"

Mu Fan was taken aback by his actions, shook his aching shoulders and said, "I should be right, it's like this anyway, I really don't remember the rest."

The Tongxuan Daoist discovered his gaffe, immediately gathered his mind, and said in a flat tone: "In this way, your situation is more special, wait for me to use the awakening disk to examine it for you, and then make a conclusion."

As he spoke, he took out an octagonal wooden plate from the sleeve of his robe, and the octagonal wooden plate was engraved with various patterns on the surface, and he couldn't see what it was, even if he saw it clearly, Mu Fan didn't know what it meant.

I saw that he asked Mu Fan to sit down cross-legged, he held the wooden plate high, put the plate towards Mu Fan's eyebrows, and recited an urgent mantra, and after a while, the plate flashed, and Mu Fan suddenly hit a spirit and hung his head directly.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Fan opened his eyes tiredly, blinked a few times, his vision turned from blurry to clear, and when he saw the scene around him clearly, his spirit immediately entered a tense state.

He was actually suspended in mid-air.

He found himself in a cave room, his body bound with flowers, his head and limbs held in mid-air with a thick rope on each side, surrounded by candles, and the ground under his feet with strange characters, as if written in blood.

What's going on? Wasn't it with Master and Uncle Tai just now? How could he be tied up here?

Confusion and fear enveloped Mu Fan, and he shouted, "Master, master, where are you?"

"Don't scream, he can't save you", a voice sounded from behind, the voice was very familiar.

"Tongxuan Zhenren, Taishibo, is it you, let me down", Mu Fan was puzzled, why Tongxuan Daoist would say such a thing.

That's right, it was Tongxuan Zhenren who spoke, he turned to Mu Fan and said: "You are not qualified to accept this kind of luck, this should be mine, I am right, there is really a destined person today."

Mu Fan understood that it was Tongxuan Zhenren who kidnapped him.

"Why? what's going on?", Mufan asked with a growl.

"Why? hehe, I think you probably don't know what happened to you, right?", Tong Xuan Zhenren held a big brush in one hand and a blood basin in the other, with a gloomy expression.

"What can happen to me?Uncle Taishi, have you misunderstood something?", Mu Fan said as he struggled.

"Misunderstanding? I can't be wrong, I have divined a hexagram for myself before, and the hexagram says, 'On the night of the full moon, I will become a god in the next life', but I didn't expect it was you who sent the atmospheric luck, hahaha, hahaha"

Tong Xuan Zhenren laughed wildly, as if he had been suppressed for a long time, and it was like the madness of an ordinary person when he won the 5 million jackpot.

"I've already probed with the Awakening Disk, and you have ninety-nine-eighty-one luck, no wonder I couldn't deduce your fate at first."

"Eighty-one luck?", although he didn't quite understand what was going on, Mu Fan thought that this Tongxuan real person might have discovered his problems and wanted to make a big fuss about him, he felt that something was wrong.

"In half an hour it will be the full moon, when I arrange this soul-shifting array and pass on your luck to me, I am expected to become a god, I am expected to become a god, I will become a god, I will become a god."

After speaking, Tong Xuan Zhenren continued to write strange runes on the ground, and he was still chattering as he wrote.