Just when Jiang Xiaofan took a helicopter to the island cave in Taipingyang, the principal's office of the No. 46 Middle School in G City, Principal Zhang, was grabbing the landline with a report card in his hand.

"Yes, the above is what the younger generation discovered. As for Jiang Xiaofan, this student is very much in line with the conditions you mentioned. It's just ......"

"Is it? hmm? What's the problem?" In the earpiece, a voice of vicissitudes came, as if it had experienced countless winds, frosts, snow and moons, and just listening to the voice could imagine a wisdom that had been worn out by the years.

This Jiang Xiaofan, when he was admitted to No. 46 Middle School, his grades were also very good, and he was also among the best in his first year of high school. It's just that somehow, I have no intention of learning, and I spend my second year of high school in a mess. Since a car accident in my third year of high school, it seems that my personality has changed. I don't know if this still meets your requirements...... "As Principal Zhang spoke, he held the earpiece with both hands, respectfully, as if he was facing the person opposite, as humble as he wanted!

"Hmm...... Don't let go of any suspicious person, Xiao Zhang, you help the old man continue to pay attention to the student named Jiang Xiaofan. Zhisuo pondered for a while and said slowly.

"Okay! Being able to serve the immortal master is a blessing for the younger generation!" Principal Zhang nodded, not at all showing the usual majesty of being a principal. At this time, if others see it, it will definitely surprise people, and even wonder if Principal Zhang has lost his mind!

"Don't say that. You help me, this is my acknowledgment of your affection! The old man will definitely guide you when he goes down the mountain in the future!"

"Immortal Master, this, this is too precious! The juniors can't afford it!" Principal Zhang was flattered, and hurriedly pushed it away with trembling.

"Alas, Xiao Zhang, you are also a child that the old man has watched grow up with his own eyes. Zhisuo sighed, and his tone revealed endless old sorrows, "At least let the old man help you, obtain the glory and wealth of this world, and ensure that you have no worries for a lifetime!"

Hearing this, Principal Zhang couldn't help but feel a sour nose, choked up and said, "Immortal Master, no! You will definitely find that person, you will not go west!"

"Xiao Zhang, you don't have to be sad!" Zhi Su Qi Xin smiled, and his tone couldn't help but be lonely. "The old man's generation can't be found, isn't there still the next generation! After all, people can't escape from birth, old age, sickness and death, and the old man just obeys the destiny of heaven!"

"Immortal Master ......"

"Okay! Don't be sentimental, the old man is old, and he hasn't been sad yet, you kid is still worried first!"

Principal Zhang was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhisuo, so he could only hold back his tears and promise heavily: "Immortal Master, don't worry!

"Okay, okay, you just have the heart. Remember, it's up to people to do things, don't retreat from things, don't force yourself!" After speaking, Zhisuo hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound coming from the earpiece, Principal Zhang secretly clenched his fists.

Jiang Xiaofan, so far, only you are the most in line with the conditions in the immortal master's prophecy, I hope you are that person!

Principal Zhang put the report card of the Olympiad on the table, staring at the sky outside the window with deep eyes.

Tianshan Mountain, a snow-capped peak, the old man Tianji, who has white eyebrows and beards, wrinkles on his face, and almost no blood on his vicissitudes of life, and wears an old Taoist robe, closed his flip phone, looked up at the blue sky, and seemed to be talking to himself and asking.

"'Seven stars are aligned, the fairy road is opened, and the nine suns are scorching, and there are many gods and demons'. The proverbs left by the ancestor thousands of years ago, thousands of years have passed, and after exhausting the lifelong efforts of the Heavenly Machine Gate, he has only glimpsed half of the signs! In this life, can the old man really see such a great world?"

Looking at the sky, the old man of Tianji was not idle in his hands, his hands were frantically gesturing, and where the fingers passed, he left a blue brilliance, outlining a mysterious and incomparably mysterious pattern. Countless lines are jumping and jumping, like life, condensed into a scene of unpredictable, simple and mysterious patterns. The aura of heaven and earth surged wildly, converging in the formation formed by the old man of Tianji. An inexplicable power surged out in an instant, faintly restless, as if uncontrollable.

"With my essence and blood, the edict of heaven, explore the past and the present, predict the fate of the time! Heavenly machine, now!" The old man of Tianji trembled suddenly, and the essence blood in his heart suddenly spurted out, gathered on the tips of his fingers, and the ten fingers swiped, and the red blood sprinkled down with the fingertips.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, the formation roared, the void was disordered, the purple lightning and black thunder were intertwined, the ice and snow cold wind was raging, the endless heavenly Dao divine power was surging wantonly, and the space on one side collapsed instantly.

Poof! Bearing the supreme power of the Heavenly Dao, the old man of Tianji vomited blood and fell backwards, falling to the ground.

After the Heavenly Dao raged, the space gradually calmed down.

Ignoring his injury, the old man of Tianji hurriedly stood up and rushed to the place where he had deduced the heavenly machine just now. I saw that the original snow-capped land was now full of potholes, countless ravines and ravines, which at first glance looked like a child's nonsense painting.

But the old man of Tianji looked at the heavenly machine carved by the heavenly dao in front of him fixedly, and was stunned, and whispered in his mouth: "The three stars have returned, the three Yao have come out, and soon the four Yao will appear, and the great world is coming." Still, the man couldn't find out. Is it because the Heavenly Dao won't let it go, or does that person have the power of the hidden Heavenly Dao?"

The wind and snow were howling, and in a few breaths, the Tianji that the old man had spent his time to peep returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye, and the crystal snowdrift shone with fluorescence.

For a long time, the old man of Tianji sat cross-legged on the ground and sighed at the sky.

"That's it! Fang just forcibly spied on the heavenly machine, and he has been devoured by the Heavenly Dao. Now I can only hope to find that person with the help of the heavenly opportunity I have discovered before!"

"However, can you find it with just one sentence of 'the one who has awakened'?" the old man shook his head, feeling lonely in his heart, "Fortunately, when I was divining again, I learned that the person is now in the southern city of China, and he is a student! With this information, it is much better than looking for a needle in a haystack." I don't know if I can last until the coming of the world......"

The picture returns to Jiang Xiaofan's side. Helicopters whizz across the ocean and across islands and reefs.

The sea and the sky are colorful, the rising sun is like jade, the fish jumps low in the sky, the blue waves rise and fall, the sea breeze is blowing, and the gulls and birds play with the fish.

The faint aura of this ocean and sky, far less complicated and mottled than the hustle and bustle of the city, makes people feel refreshed and their pores dilated.

"Mr. Jiang, it's time to get there!" Just as Jiang Xiaofan closed his eyes to absorb the pure and unmixed heaven and earth aura of this heaven and earth, Jeff's voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan opened his eyes.

I saw the helicopter descending slowly, and as far as the eye could see, piles and rows of modern machinery stood on the island, surrounding the small island. The various instruments are constantly flashing with points of light, and various values are jumping on the number table. Dozens of soldiers in navy blue camouflage uniforms were busy everywhere, shouting and shouting.