Chapter 45: The Art of Divination

After a long time, Chu Yun recovered.

This confrontation scared off this Supreme Dao Holy Maiden.

For this Supreme Dao Holy Maiden, Chu Yun pondered carefully, thinking about her strengths, shortcomings, and flaws.

Obviously, Meng Bingyun has a strict brother-lover tendency, but he is forced by etiquette, and these can only be secretly hidden in his heart. And the appearance of Hong Xuanji made up for the shadow in Meng Bingyun's heart, and produced a strong feeling, which was deeply trapped and difficult to extricate himself. It's a pity that she is not a Oneiroi machine, and she has no determination to kill her lover.

If you don't know how to give up, it's destined to be a tragedy in life!

In other words, it's not that she doesn't know, it's not that she doesn't understand, it's just that her character determines her fate.

In this world, only those who are despicable and ruthless have the right to live, and this is the case with the ancient saints, and the same is true for the sons and saints.

However, Meng Bingyun's heart is too kind, and he is destined to be unsuitable for social survival. Even if you dodge this catastrophe, the next catastrophe will fall.

This is probably fate!

In this world, Hong Xuanji is the enemy, there is no room for relaxation, and there is no room for turning hostility into friendship, and there is only a life-and-death fight. And Meng Bingyun is bound to be an enemy, and there is no room for relaxation.

It's just that it's useless to think about this, only to improve your strength is calm.

All are illusory, all are false, only strength is real! Nowadays, looking for treasures in this middle thousand world is the right thing!

"This middle thousand worlds are so big, there are three great worlds, if you look for it aimlessly, even if it is three or five years, you may not be able to find it?" Hong Zhiyu said. Looking at the boundless land and the high white clouds, I feel a little blind.

"It's okay, it's better for me to divination!"

Chu Yun said.

Hong Zhiyu said: "You don't have a turtle shell, you don't have yarrow, how can you divination?"

Chu Yun said: "Turtle shell, yarrow." That was the divination method of the literati, and the divination of the warriors relied on the heart. In the realm of martial saints, the mind is keen, and the autumn wind has not moved the cicada prophet, this is a kind of prophecy, a kind of divination for the future, and in the realm of human immortals, once there is danger, the soul will perceive it in an instant. The so-called whim, this is also a kind of divination technique, and when it reaches the peak of human immortals, the mind is more keen, often someone calculates, that is, it can perceive, and when it reaches the realm of shattering the vacuum, the mind can even see some fragments of the future!"

As he spoke, Chu Yun moved his hand and took out the Creation Gourd.

The body works automatically. Entered a state of inability to be thoughtless, and at this time. With a move of his hand, he threw the gourd into the air, and soon the gourd fell to the ground, and the mouth of the gourd pointed to the northwest.

Chu Yun took a deep breath. He retrieved the gourd and said, "In the northwest, go to the northwest!"

"Is this reliable!"

Hong Zhiyu was a little dumbfounded, and in some ancient families, she left a special divination technique. It is extremely profound knowledge, mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.

However, Chu Yun didn't have those unfathomable divination techniques, some just threw out the gourd, which way the gourd's mouth pointed, that is, to drive away from that one, how to listen to it, there was a sense of joking, a little unreliable.

"There are many kinds of divination techniques, but every time you divinate the future and calculate the future, you will lose your luck, and even cause the heavens and the earth to revolt!" Chu Yun said, "The heavenly machine cannot be leaked, and what can be leaked is not the heavenly machine." And the most brilliant divination technique is only something that can deduce non-heavenly secrets. Let's go, you can't go wrong!"

Hong Zhiyu didn't believe it, but it could only be so.

Moving on, there was a gourd of creation, and the speed of the road was very fast, as if he was on a plane.

After walking for half a day, the climate gradually became drier, and there was a boundless desert everywhere, with yellow sand and gray world, and the day was very hot, and the night was much warmer.

After the second day, I gradually walked out of the desert and came to a grassland with fertile water and grass, and continued to move forward, traveling tens of thousands of miles, and continuous mountain peaks appeared. At a glance, I saw that in the infinite distance, among the continuous mountains, there were peaks everywhere, straight as arrows, and some peaks were full of flowers, and many palaces were built.

Countless waterfalls poured down from the mountain peaks, like countless jade dragons.

On top of the hundreds of peaks, pine trees are coiled with roots and leaves, showing the atmosphere of the primeval world.

And in the center, there is a huge peak, towering into the clouds, and at the top of the peak there is a huge palace faintly, like the city of immortal emperors.

"This is the breath of the immortal family!"

Chu Yun sighed.

The wise man is happy with the mountain, and the benevolent person is happy with the water

In the primeval era, many monks liked to live on the peak, build palaces on it, keep some spiritual herbs and elixirs in captivity, and raise some spiritual cranes.

What is an immortal?

Immortals, on one side are people, on the other side are mountains, people are on the mountains, standing on the top of the mountain and looking down on a qiē.

These peaks, the lowest of which is as high as a thousand zhang, although extremely tall, are not steep, not steep, but give people a sense of shock, want to live on them, with the heavens and stars as the quilt, the earth as the bed, and the bright moon as the lamp.

These peaks are not naturally formed, but some peerless powers, with supreme means, pinching all things, exerting mana, and rising from the ground.

After a rough count, there are about more than a thousand peaks, some of these peaks are the peaks of the true disciples, some are the peaks of some elders, some are the main halls of the council, and some of the peaks store elixir magic weapons, weapons, cheats, and so on. That's a lot of money.

This is the real remnant of the Creation Dao, and on the outside is just some scraps.

"Your divination skills, is it true?" Hong Zhiyu was stunned again, thinking that before, Chu Yun's divination as if it was a joke was so accurate, "I'll be able to make a fortune with these!"

"The hand is fast, the hand is slow!" Chu Yun said, "Hurry up, I have a hunch that someone will come soon to carve up this qiē." It's hard to get fat alone, and it's hard for us to take all the benefits!"

Boom!

At this time, the mutation reappeared.

I saw a group of people appear in the distance, among which were Yang Pan, Hong Xuanji and others. There are only seven of these people, but they are either ghosts and immortals, or martial saints, and they can be described as hugely powerful.

Hong Zhiyu was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Chu Yun's crow's mouth, what to say!

The two teams collided together, and both sides were stunned, they didn't expect the world to be so small and the road was narrow. Both sides are jealous, and they didn't make a move!

"Let's go!"

As soon as Chu Yun's body moved, he pulled Hong Zhiyu and walked towards a mountain peak.

"Let's go too!"

Yang Pan beckoned, and immediately walked towards another mountain peak. (To be continued......)