"The path of cultivation is long, if you blindly pursue strength and immortality, you may end up with nothing," the old man looked at Lin Junxuan lovingly: "Child, I gave you the opportunity to have strength and immortality, but strength and immortality are not the ultimate goal, he is just a tool, a tool to help you find the most important thing in life, keep this in mind." Only then will you not get lost!"

Lin Junxuan didn't say a word, his eyes showed a look of thinking, suddenly, Lin Junxuan stood up, faced the old man, kowtowed three times respectfully, raised his head, Lin Junxuan said solemnly: "I, Lin Junxuan, am not a person who does not know kindness, although you only passed on me a volume of "Dao Fa Zhengzang", and did not say that you would accept me as an apprentice, but for me, you are my master!" Master, if your life has come to an end, please let me take care of you in your last days, if the master has other plans and wants to leave, the apprentice will not dare to stop him, but please tell the apprentice your name before leaving, Jun Xuan will always remember!"

The sincere feelings of the four-year-old child made the old man moved: "Child, get up! At the last time, I am satisfied to meet you and experience what it is like to be a real human being." ”

"As for my name, child, you are still too weak now, and it is not good for you to know my name. When your ability is strong enough, you will naturally know my name at that time," the old man looked at the sky and sighed, with a deep helplessness on his face: "Time is running out, my soul and body are getting weaker and weaker. You go back first. Come back to me tomorrow. ”

It was indeed getting late, Lin Junxuan stood up and saluted: "Master, I'll leave first, and tomorrow, I'll come over again!"

"Hmm!" the old man nodded: "Although your teacher is not a corrupt Confucian, it is better not to let him know about this kind of thing." ”

"I'll pay attention," Lin Junxuan got up and walked out after speaking, and just as he got up and walked outside the temple gate, a black thing fell out of his arms and fell to the ground with a 'pop', it was an ancient book. The cold wind blew into the temple, and the pages of the ancient book were turned open by the wind, revealing a pattern, which was an illustration, and the illustration had a line of words 'Nine Palaces'!

The old man's eyes were originally drooping, and when the ancient book fell from Lin Junxuan's arms, the old man thought it was the volume of "Dao Fa Zhengzang" that he had given him, but he just glanced at it indifferently, but when he saw the nine-palace pattern, the old man's gaze could no longer be taken away, and a burst of dazzling essence suddenly shot out of his eyes.

"Where did you get this book?!!" Lin Junxuan hadn't even seen what was going on, and the ancient book had already reached the old man's hands.

"Where did you get this scroll?" the old man asked again, his voice trembling a little, his face turned red from excitement, Lin Junxuan looked at him in a daze, this kind of expression he had never seen in the old man.

"This is handed down from my ancestors!" Lin Junxuan replied subconsciously.

As if he found that his tone was a little too serious, the old man slowed down his tone and said slowly: "Child, I scared you, I'm a little impulsive." ”

With a wave of his hand, a blue light shield like water waves enveloped the entire interior of the City God Temple, and the sound of wind and snow outside suddenly disappeared, and after doing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on? How can a volume of "Qimen Dunjia" have such a big impact?" The old man's solemnity couldn't help but make Lin Junxuan feel strange, this volume of "Qimen Dunjia" and other books were commonplace in the world before he crossed over, and he could get one for almost a dozen yuan. Why did the old man have such a big reaction when he saw this book?

"Master, do you know the origin of this ancient book?" Although it was in an inquiring tone, Lin Junxuan's tone was very sure that the old man must know the answer.

Nodding, the old man lowered his head, pointed to the circular pattern displayed on the page opened by Qimen Dunjia, and said, "Do you see this pattern?" This is called the Nine Palace Diagram, which is the most basic thing in the formation involved in the 'Tianji Sect', and the 'Tianji Sect' has long disappeared." Now in the entire cultivation world, let alone the 'Heavenly Machine Sect', no one even knows about the formation. ”

"In addition to the 'formation', the Tianji Sect also has a 'congenital technique', which is said to count people's life and death, and there is no omission, and my 'calculation without omission' comes from the 'Tianji Sect'! In addition to these, the Tianji Sect is said to also have 'stargazing' and 'feng shui', the latter is said to be able to change an individual's destiny, but it is ...... It's a pity that all of these things are lost!"

"Huh?!" The old man's words made Lin Junxuan almost unable to think in shock. The names that came out of the old man's mouth were so familiar, Lin Junxuan remembered the origin of these things almost immediately. These things are known to almost everyone in the world before crossing over!

'Astrology' - the ancient onmyoji astrological observation, used to watch the fortune of the dynasty for the emperors of the past dynasties, and stifle the signs of rebellion!

There are many names derived from "Innate Magic Numbers", "Push Back Map", "Plum Blossom Easy Count", "Shaking Dragon Sutra", these books are the most frequently used in the hands of a class of people - fortune tellers!

Feng Shui ancient books, one for everyone in Hong Kong and Taiwan!

'Astrology,' 'Innate Numbers,' and 'Feng Shui' all have a common collective name called 'feudal superstition'! Nine out of ten fortune-telling are inaccurate, and another one is more mysterious, such as feng shui, whether it is issued or not, the feng shui master can tell you a bunch of crooked truths, as for the astrologer, it has long disappeared because of the development of scientific outlook! Not many people believe in these things anymore, and more people just rely on him to fool some old people and eat with their mouths!

"First there was "Thousand Character Text", and then there was a "Yasheng Mencius", and now there is "Feng Shui fortune telling", if one is a coincidence, three coincidences in a row can no longer be called a coincidence!" Lin Junxuan's mood fluctuated, and he remembered 'Jackal Worship the Moon' again.

"Why didn't you pass through that passage to anywhere else, but this world!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Lin Junxuan immediately determined the thought in his mind: "There must be a connection between the two worlds!"

"The reason why no one believes in these things is because their predictions are not accurate at all, perhaps, not because their predictions are inaccurate, but because they are circulating in a wrong world," Lin Junxuan thought in his heart: "Could it be that these things are simply the so-called 'Tianji Sect' in this world, but for some reason, this kind of mastery of the 'Tianji Sect' has spread to the world where I live." These masteries were supposed to only apply to this world, so after they spread to another world, they didn't work at all!!"

Thinking of this, Lin Junxuan raised his head, looked at the fortune teller, and asked, "Master, do you know what happened to the Heavenly Machine Sect?"

The old man shook his head: "It's a mysterious case, no one knows what the hell is going on, the 'Heavenly Machine Sect' almost overnight, from the head of the sect to the ordinary disciples, disappeared without a trace, no one knows what is going on! It has been thousands of years now, and no one knows what is going on in this sect." The current cultivators, not to mention the 'Heavenly Machine Sect', don't even know what the 'formation' is!"

Lin Junxuan's heart was shocked, if what the old man said was right, then the legendary 'Nine Palace Gossip, Qimen Formation' was likely to be true!

"You put this book away," the old man handed over the "Qimen Dunjia" again: "Study the 'Formation Peerless Learning' in it, this is likely to be your 'Life-Saving Peerless Learning' in the future." It's almost over, you can go back first......"

As the old man spoke, his expression became more and more depressed, his originally bright eyes suddenly became dim, and layers of black dirt gathered from all directions, condensing on the surface of the old man's body, his face began to gray again, and an unpleasant stench emanated from his armpits......

"Master, Master......" Lin Junxuan was shocked, Huo stood up and held the old man's body. The old man's body was soft, as if it had fallen apart, and he slowly fell to the ground, his eyes were gloomy, and there was no trace of scorching. In the blink of an eye, the old man began to lose his mind again, and he was confused.

Lin Junxuan sighed, knowing that the 'five decays of heaven and man' that the old man said had begun to attack again. He hugged the old man's body and slowly let go of his hand, allowing the old man to lie on the ground again.

"Pooh!" the 'turquoise light mask' in the ancient temple burst in response, and the wind and snow roared and poured in again. In the corner, the sleeping beggars let out a low murmur, as if they were about to wake up. Lin Junxuan hurriedly put away "Qimen Dunjia", glanced back at the motionless old man, and then strode into the wind and snow......

Outside, Lin Junxuan walked far away from the broken temple, still looking back from time to time. What happened today was like a dream, if it weren't for the fact that he really had the 'Dao Law Hidden in his arms', Lin Junxuan would have thought that all this was his own illusion.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and it was almost half submerged in the calf bone, but there was still no sign of stopping. Lin Junxuan sped up, he had to rush back to the school hall before the snow reached his knees. It was cold outside, but Lin Junxuan couldn't feel the cold. The familiar warmth came from the star-shaped pendant chain on his chest, dispelling the cold all over his body. Lin Junxuan then remembered that he had forgotten to ask the old man about the origin of the falling chain.

"Let's ask Master tomorrow, Master has lived for nearly 10,000 years, and he should know the origin of this star-shaped falling chain!" Lin Junxuan quickened his pace while thinking, behind him, the broken temple that emitted faint sparks had already been covered by dense wind and snow, and ahead, the academy was not far away.

"I'm back!" Lin Junxuan had just stepped into the entrance hall when Gan Ruye looked over. Lin Junxuan came back very late, but Gan Ruye didn't mean to blame, but more caring. Beside him, seven or eight beggars in rags-clad clothes were surrounding the charcoal brazier, baking a fire.

"Well," Lin Junxuan replied with his head down, not explaining why the old man didn't come. He didn't want to lie to him, and he didn't want to say things like 'the old man is a monster and is not afraid of the cold', then Gan Ruye would only think that he was crazy!'Zi Bu Silent Strange Power Confusion' is still in his ears, where does Lin Junxuan dare to say something about immortals and monsters to Gan Ruye.

"It's cold outside, shake the snow, come in and make a fire. Gan Ruye glanced behind Lin Junxuan, and didn't see the old man's figure, so he knew what was going on. It's just that Lin Junxuan didn't say it, so he didn't ask anymore.

Closing the door, Lin Junxuan shook the snow on his body, and then walked to the side of the charcoal pot, and several beggars automatically gave way to the side, leaving a vacant seat. Lin Junxuan squatted down in front of the vacant seat, burning the fire while silently thinking about his thoughts.

It's warm inside the house, and it's like two worlds outside. It was already late at night, and the beggars could no longer resist the sleepiness, so they lay down not far from the brazier and fell into a deep sleep. There were a few little beggars left by the brazier to accompany Lin Junxuan to roast the fire.

It was late at night, Lin Junxuan was carrying two ancient books, and he didn't feel sleepy, this night was destined to be a sleepless night for him......

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