Time is like flowing water, "booming" like a "boom", and the bluestone made by the chief deacon is slowly melting.

When the figure of the deacon elder appeared in the room again, Murong Lin Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart was completely put down.

However, his figure was still not revealed, and he was still blurred, hidden in the air.

The aura is still the same as before, pouring in from the door, still like a strong wind, and the sand and rocks flying in the tunnel make it difficult to move an inch.

Murong Lin Zhi controlled the aura that entered the room, and the flying sand and stones were stopped when they entered the door three feet away, and a mountain of sand and stones was piled up next to the door.

Only the aura passed through the pile of sand and stones, entered the black and white vortex, and swirled with the vortex, and after it was filtered, it fell on the deacon elder who was sitting on the ground.

The deacon's eyes were closed, like a monk who had entered the meditation, letting go of all the red earthly things, and breaking through to the Jindan realm wholeheartedly.

The aura of the deacon elder became stronger and stronger, and a coercion gradually formed on him.

The room is very quiet, only the wind formed by the surging of spiritual energy, making a "whining" sound, which is particularly clear.

At this moment, in the deacon's elder dantian, the broken core began to regather, but it was originally in a strip shape, full of wrinkles, and the irregular core became round and shiny at this time, and a golden pill was forming.

With the entry of pure spiritual energy into the body, the golden pill is growing, and it exudes a dazzling golden light.

Indoors, those mosquitoes and ants that were aimlessly foraging for food were hit by the golden light, and after a "click", they turned into nothingness, leaving no trace in this world.

Suddenly, the wind stopped, the aura dissipated, and the room became quiet.

Murong Linzhi's body appeared in the air, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and his face was pale, but he was overjoyed and smiling.

The deacon elder opened his eyes, looked at Murong Linzhi who was standing against the wall, and quickly got up from the ground, and then knelt on the ground with his legs together.

"Young Master, thank you!" the deacon's voice choked up, and he almost burst into tears.

Breaking through the Jindan just now, he was about to fail, and at the critical moment, Murong Linzhi stepped forward to turn the crisis into safety, allowing him to break through the Jindan smoothly.

This kind of kindness is difficult to write, and it is difficult to repay the loyalty of the rest of your life.

Murong Lin Zhi wanted to step forward and help the kneeling deacon elder, but he didn't move, moving, his body lost its support, and he would definitely fall to the ground.

He had no choice but to gasp and say, "Elder Deacon, please get up quickly, you make the kid embarrassed." ”

"No, young master, the grace of recreation, the old man will never forget. After the deacon elder finished speaking, he gave Murong Lin a long bow.

Murong Lin smiled bitterly, he couldn't stop the deacon elder's salute, the deacon elder was a Jindan monk, and there were too many places to borrow, he had to be a corporal.

The deacon elder had already seen Murong Linzhi's condition, and he got up from the ground and came to Murong Linzhi.

With a flick of his hands, a soft spiritual power rushed towards Murong Linzhi, Murong Lin was like a spring breeze, and like a scorching desert, tasting a clear spring, every pore of his body was smooth and extremely comfortable.

The exhaustion disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Murong Linzhi's whole body was full of vitality again, and he had inexhaustible strength.

"Thank you, Elder Deacon!" Murong Linzhi's body left the wall and stood proudly.

The deacon elder smiled and said, "Young master, between you and me, we still have to pay attention to so much red tape. ”

Murong Lin smiled back and nodded.

The elder deacon turned around, came to the place where he was sitting on the ground just now, picked up the divination on the ground, held it in his hand, shook it at Murong Lin, and smiled proudly:

"This is the old man's business, in Yunjun, the old man is called second, and no one dares to say first. ”

When Murong Lin heard this, he just laughed.

"If you don't believe me, I'll calculate your fate for you. The elder deacon stroked his beard under his chin and said solemnly: "This is the first hexagram of the old man to break through the golden pill. ”

Murong Lin Zhi put away his smile, he looked at the deacon elder, the Jindan Grand Monk, and the divination of the first wise man of Yunjun seriously, he had to pay attention to it.

The elder deacon immediately became serious, he straightened his clothes, and then knelt on the ground, closing his eyes first, but his mouth was full of words.

Murong Lin listened carefully, but still didn't know what to do, only listening to the sound of war drums and the morning bell at dusk, as if the sound of heaven echoed in his ears.

Suddenly, the deacon's eyes opened, his hands were raised, and two divination pieces flew into the sky.

In mid-air, at the divination place, lightning and thunder suddenly roared, and the sound of "boom" was endless.

As soon as the divination rose into the air, it did not stay in the air, and then fell downward, and when it landed, it made two "dong dong" sounds.

The sound disappeared, and where the divination landed, a floating cloud rose up, and the floating clouds were colorful, red, orange, yellow, and green intertwined, shining brightly.

The deacon's eyes widened as he looked at the colorful clouds. The puffy clouds rose into the air and did not change until they dissipated.

The deacon elder stared at the place where the floating clouds dissipated, and did not speak for a long time, Murong Lin Zhi looked at the deacon elder for a while, and then looked at the place where the floating clouds disappeared, and he didn't know why.

After a while, the deacon elder withdrew his gaze from the sky, stood up from the ground, faced Murong Lin Zhi, and said, "Young master, the old man can't see the fate of the young master. ”

Murong Lin smiled faintly and said, "I only saw that floating cloud in mid-air. ”

"Four-colored floating clouds, young master, what I saw today turned out to be four-colored floating clouds. The deacons and elders picked up the divination on the ground and said in an orderly manner;

"Five years ago, I secretly gave the young master a divination, the young master will not live to be fourteen years old, and the future is dark. ”

Murong Lin was startled when he heard this, then patted his chest with his left hand, and said secretly: "I'm scared to death baby, I have passed my seventeenth birthday this year, three years more than fourteen." ”

Seeing that Murong Lin Zhi's face was full of doubts, the deacon elder said solemnly: "The year when the young master turned fourteen, at the end of the year, the old man saw that the young master was still alive, and gave the young master a divination. ”

"What's the result?" Murong Lin couldn't wait to answer.

The deacons and elders smiled and said, "No result. ”

Murong Lin Zhi's eyes widened again and looked at the deacon elder.

The elder deacon put away his smile and said, "The old man can't calculate the fate of the young master anymore. ”

Murong Lin heard this, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

The elder deacon knew Murong Linzhi's mood and continued: "Not long after, when I heard that the young master had become stupid, I made another divination for the young master. ”

Murong Lin Zhi didn't ask, he listened attentively to the deacon elder's explanation: "This time there is some gain compared to the last time, the old man sees that the fate of the young master is a void. ”

"Nothingness, what is nothingness?" Murong Lin Zhi muttered, he really didn't know what the void was, whether the void was good or bad for his fate.

When the elder deacon heard Murong Linzhi's nagging, he looked down at the divination in his hand and explained, "Nothingness means jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements. ”

Hearing the deacon elder's explanation, Murong Lin Zhi was even more of a second monk, puzzled, he stared at the deacon elder, his face full of doubt.

The old man calculated that the young master's situation can only be explained clearly by using life and death, and the fate will be ethereal and unpredictable. ”

"Young Master Ben is still living a chic life, and he is not missing arms or legs. After Murong Lin finished speaking, he took it seriously and carefully checked his body again.

"This is what the old man has not been able to figure out. The elder deacon said embarrassedly: "The old man used the method of burning Shouyuan to give the young master another divination. ”

Murong Lin was stunned and stammered, "Elder...... You were at that time, Shou Yuan...... Not much, right?"

"In less than five years, young master, the old man can't figure it out, and he can't help it. The elder deacon said, "The old man burned his life for three years, and only got two words: reincarnation." ”

"Reincarnation?" Murong Lin thought again, he really couldn't figure it out, what the deacon elder told him, he didn't understand it again, the nothingness just now, the reincarnation at this time.

"Reincarnation, the old man has always been unpredictable, only three months ago, when he saw the young master swallowing the reverse blood bead, he triggered the inspiration, and calculated it, which is a part of reincarnation. The elder deacon replied earnestly: "But what is it, the old man still has no answer." ”

"But today's hexagram, the fate of the young master is no longer nothing, but floating clouds, colorful floating clouds. The deacon elder looked at Murong Lin Zhi, paused word by word, and said:

"What are the floating clouds? What do the four colors express? The old man also didn't know what to say. ”

The deacon elder kept shaking his head, his cultivation had broken through to the Jindan realm, and his divination technique was the difference between heaven and earth compared to his unbroken cultivation.

However, he still couldn't calculate Murong Linzhi's fate, and the deacon elder looked at the divination in his hand and decided to make a divination for his fate.

Thinking of this, the deacon elder fell to his knees again, closed his eyes for a moment, and then recited the words in his mouth.

Then with a wave of his hands, two pieces of divination flew into the sky.

There was still lightning and thunder in mid-air, and then there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and the deacon elders and Murong Lin Zhi widened their eyes, looking at the mid-air, the corpse mountain was full of corpses of demon beasts, and occasionally looked at the bones of the human race.

"Could this be the scene of the beast tide two years later? The two guessed that the deacon elder wanted to continue watching, but suddenly his chest was hot, and a fishy smell blurted out.

"Wow" the deacon elder spat out a mouthful of blood, and the scene in mid-air disappeared, and two pieces of divination fell from the sky, and with a bang, they fell to the ground.

The deacons and elders picked up the divination and prepared to make another projection of the future.

"Today is over, the elders have a good rest, consolidate their cultivation, and the future will be long. Murong Lin persuaded.

"The young master is right, the old man is really in a hurry today. The deacons and elders replied.

"Elder Deacon, rest assured, young master, I'll go first. After Murong Lin finished speaking, he left.

He also has to sort out his thoughts, today's things are messy and messy, and there are too many things to puzzle about.

Nothingness, floating clouds, four colors, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, these things made him unpredictable.