"You've only been in the Wutai Sect for a year, why are you in a hurry to go down the mountain?" Hearing Gu Feng's request, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch looked angry.

"Gu Feng, your cultivation is still shallow, don't be too ambitious, could it be that you are still attached to Hongchen and reluctant to that world of flowers? As long as you cultivate in the mountains, as long as you can steadily step into the Yuan Fetal Realm in ten years. Compared to the Avenue of Immortality, what is there to be nostalgic for in the world?......" He kept questioning in his words, and at the end there was a faint stern reprimand.

"Ten years?" Gu Feng smiled bitterly.

According to the timeline he had calculated before, another seven years would be the time of the second Emei Sword Fight, how could there be ten years waiting for you to slowly cultivate?

By the time he finally broke through to the Yuan Fetal Realm, maybe even the Wutai Sect would be scattered, and it would be really too late.

But he couldn't tell this cheap master at all.

Looking at the angry look on the face of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, Gu Feng secretly had a headache, knowing that if there was no sufficient reason, he might be sad at this level.

"What, do you have anything unspeakable?" Seeing that he was silent for a long time, he wanted to speak and stopped, and spoke in a deep voice.

Gu Feng sighed secretly, thinking of a way that was not a way, but it could only be so.

Burst!

He threw up his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Hmm!What's wrong with you?" the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was startled, and a sharp silver light suddenly shot out from his eyes, locking on Gu Feng's body as if to penetrate all the secrets around him.

"You want to forcibly break through, and you have suffered a backlash!" Gu Feng's previous True Yuan Backlash had not fully recovered from his injuries, and he suddenly saw the clues.

"Yes, master!" Gu Feng's face was pale, and he was powerless, but he secretly wiped the cold sweat in his heart.

All of this was deliberately done by him, although it was a bit fake, fortunately, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch didn't think too much about it.

"Why do you have to do this?" Patriarch Chaoyuan was angry and angry, "You are a descendant disciple of my Wutai Sect, as long as you cultivate step by step, there will be a place for you in the world in the future, why are you so anxious?"

Seeing that although the face of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was extremely angry, he was worried about himself everywhere, and a faint warmth rose in Gu Feng's heart.

But for the sake of his own plan, he could only pretend to sigh and said: "Master, I can't do anything about it! Recently, I have cultivated the Taiyi Divine Calculation of the Wutai Sect, and by chance I have entered the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and I have spied on some ......."

He stopped talking, and his face was just right to pretend to be frightened.

"Taiyi God Counts!" Mixed Yuan Patriarch frowned.

This magic calculation originated from the fragment of the "Taiyi Golden Chapter", which was one of the few complete formulas, and was later compiled by him into the Mixed Yuan True Solution.

Naturally, he would not be unfamiliar with the details.

In the Shushan world, although many major factions have the art of budget deduction, according to his speculation, this Taiyi Divine Calculation ranks among the top three at least, and it is a rare divine arithmetic in the world.

He didn't expect Gu Feng to actually learn this divine arithmetic.

So what did he see? Why was he so frightened, and even wanted to forcibly break through the realm despite the danger of the True Yuan backlash?......

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch pondered, and unconsciously his thinking had been completely led astray by Gu Feng.

Gu Feng said quietly, "I have spied some future scenes with the help of divine calculations, and the scenes are really terrifying!"

"What kind of scene?" asked the Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

"Great Tribulation! A Great Tribulation!" Gu Feng said in a deep voice, "Our Wutai Sect will also disappear in this Great Tribulation......

"What?" the Mixed Yuan Patriarch stood up, and a burst of majesty shrouded the void, as if Mount Tai was overpowering, dignified as substance.

Gu Feng only felt shortness of breath, and he was forced to retreat again and again.

"It's so strong!" he was horrified in his heart, the power of the earth immortal was terrifying, making it difficult for people to directly attack it.

Between the breath of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, there was a sound of wind and clouds, and the void was shaking.

The Wutai faction is his life's work, and there is no room for error, but now he hears that the Wutai faction will completely disappear in the future catastrophe, how can he not be extremely angry!

"Apprentice, is this true?" He looked at it deeply, if it weren't for Gu Feng being his apprentice, I'm afraid he would have to refine his soul and get all the secrets in it.

Gu Feng nodded, suddenly spoke in a deep voice, and recited a verse: "Three Ying and two clouds, Emei is prosperous, and all the talents in the world belong to Emei!"

When the mixed yuan patriarch heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, and the chill was biting.

He was quite shocked in his heart, he was already in the realm of the earth immortals, and there was no leakage in his body, how could he have such a vision out of thin air, it was clearly a glimpse of the heavens, and the heavens and men sensed it.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch pinched the seal with both hands, and used the Taiyi God to calculate the unpredictable prophet, but the more he calculated, the more he felt that the future was shrouded in a lot of fog, and even he couldn't get the slightest, it was obvious that someone was blinding the heavens!

Even he couldn't predict the slightest, such an earth-shattering method was impossible for even the head of the Emei faction, Miao Yizhen, to do, unless it was ......

"It's the old Dao of the Long Eyebrows who has soared!" The Mixed Yuan Patriarch suddenly sighed, gritting his teeth, such a strange situation had already allowed him to judge the absolute truth of what Gu Feng said, and there was no falsehood at all!

He secretly hated in his heart, he really didn't die!

Even if this long-eyebrow old Dao soars, he will leave many means to exterminate their immortal path side door, and he is really not a son of man!

"What else do you know?" he asked again, his eyes fixed on Gu Feng.

"That's all there is to say!" Gu Feng shook his head.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch couldn't hide his disappointment on his face, and he didn't think much about it.

No matter how hateful the old Dao is, he has to admit that this person's skills are deep, and his means are shocking, Gu Feng can only peek into a trace of fog in the future by relying on the slightest chance of the unity of man and man in that day, if he wants to completely predict that Gu Feng's cultivation is so weak, it is impossible!

"Three Ying and Two Clouds, the world's talents!" The Mixed Yuan Patriarch frowned, pacing back and forth on the Mixed Yuan Hall, constantly thinking.

"Could it be that these are the key figures representing the five futures?" he muttered to himself, "but why did I use divine calculations only to find that these five people are not in the world at all! Is it because the elder Tao of Changmei has deceived the heavens and interfered with my calculations?"

Cold sweat was dripping from Gu Feng's forehead.

His words are half-true and half-false, reversing cause and effect.

Sanying and Eryun were really born when they were fighting the sword for the third time more than fifty years later, and they were not yet born.

If the Mixed Yuan Patriarch calculated, he would naturally not be able to figure out the reason, but the Heavenly Machine Induction in the dark made him believe that what he said was true, but the timeline confused him.

He suddenly thought of something, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Disciple, did you insist on going down the mountain just to find the truth behind the words?"

"Yes, master!" Gu Feng nodded in the face of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch's questioning.

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth is inevitable! Our Wutai faction is also in a catastrophe that cannot be escaped, and before the futile child is eager for success, he wants to forcibly break through but hurts himself. It is difficult to improve cultivation in a short period of time, so the disciple wants to go down the mountain to find the truth of the words, and maybe he can find a glimmer of life!" he said quietly.

"What an idiot!" Mixed Yuan Patriarch gradually calmed down, sat down again, and said with a wry smile: "You are just a monk who has entered the Dao realm, what can you do?"

"Master, I'm just wasting time in the Wutai Sect! The disciple believes that man will win the day, and I may be able to find more opportunities when I go down the mountain!" Gu Feng said in a deep voice.

"But you're too anxious! can't you wait for ten years, you must know that improving your cultivation as soon as possible is your top priority now!"

Gu Feng was silent, and after a while, he suddenly spoke and gave his own answer.

"10,000 years is too long, I'm only seizing the day!"