"Then tell me, what are you divining?"

The patriarch asked.

Lin Lin roughly talked about some divination, and when it came to Mu Tianshen, Mu Tianxin's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"So, Tianshen has also divined?"

His faint voice rang out.

"yes!" Lin Lin nodded.

"What happened to the divination?"

Facing Mu painstakingly asked, Lin Lin turned her gaze to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu took a step forward and responded: "It's a 'broken' sign." ”

"Broken" sign?

Mu painstaking nature does not understand the meaning.

But the patriarch, the second elder, and Lin Sheng knew it as soon as they heard it.

Mu asked with a smile on his face, "Does that mean anything?" ”

The patriarch and the second elder glanced at each other, and the second elder explained, "It may be that there is a fate that is about to be broken. ”

Mu Kuxin's eyes lit up, which was exactly what he wanted.

However, the second elder still insisted: "The divination of the love sign is too simple, and I can't get a glimpse of the mystery, why don't I do it again for Tianshen and explore the mystery, how about it?" ”

"It's fine."

Seeing that Mu painstakingly did not refuse, the second elder invited a few people to go to the sacred tree together.

At the mention of the Divine Tree, Mu Kuxin seemed a little displeased, but he did not obstruct it.

Under the sacred tree, after arranging the ceremony, the second elder recited a few incantations.

Miraculously, everyone seemed to see the scorching peach blossoms on the trees in an instant, and they were amazed.

Pink petals fell and landed on the two of them.

A breeze blew, and the peach blossoms on the trees seemed to be just a dream, and the green leaves still caught in the eyes.

Only the petals that fell on the second elder and Mu Tianshen reminded the two that what they saw just now was not a dream.

Mu Tianshen stretched out his hands as requested by the second elder, palms facing upwards.

The second elder held the sturdy and slightly rough hands, half-bowed his head, and observed intently.

Isn't there a poem called "Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son"?

If there is affection between men and women, physical contact is inevitable.

And through the hands, you can clearly see through a person's emotional status.

At this time, the second elder who was looking at Mu Tianshen's hands had already seen the clue.

His fate has appeared!

At this time, he was trapped in this relationship.

It's just that......

A flash of white light flashed in front of his eyes, lying in the middle of this relationship.

Seeing the second elder get up, the patriarch hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?" ”

Facing Shang Mu's painstaking eyes, the second elder spoke unhurriedly: "Tianshen is destined to have a fate, but it is difficult to achieve it with other people's obstruction." ”

A faint smile spread out on Mu Kuxin's face.

Shen Qing'er, who heard the second elder speak on the side, a trace of pain and loss flashed in her heart, and her eyes were gloomy.

Mu Tianshen, who noticed her strange appearance, also felt uncomfortable in her heart.

A few people gradually dispersed, and Shen Qing'er found an excuse to leave and sat alone in a secluded corner.

The Second Elder's words echoed in her ears, and she was immersed in her own thoughts.

She had always known the distance between her and Mu Tianshen.

He is the best disciple in the Heavenly Machine Sect.

Outstanding appearance and outstanding ability.

Even in the vast sea of people, she could see him at a glance.

And she is just a person who can drown in the sea of people casually.

She is not ugly, but she is not amazing, in this world where immortal cultivation is prevalent, now she only has the cultivation of the spiritual realm, and her swordsmanship is mediocre, and she does not have any capital to be proud of.

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