Chapter 2677 Shen Tianyu 77

Arriving at the place with faint Qi, Shen Tianyu's feet landed gently on the ground.

This is a cliff with a very steep mountain. There is not even a road to go up the mountain. Except for birds and airplanes, almost no one can come up.

Shen Tianyu believed his eyes.

This place is unusual, there must be an expert here.

He walked towards a cave.

It was dark inside in broad daylight and the temperature was lower than outside. Not long after he entered, a group of bats were suddenly startled and flew towards him.

If it were someone else, they would definitely attack, but Shen Tianyu could control birds.

He just made a soft hissing sound, and all the bats flew away, bypassing him.

Going further in, the cave is long and narrow, with winding paths, rugged rocks, and naturally formed stalactites. Various animals, snakes, rats, frogs and insects can be vaguely seen. The further you go in, the wetter and darker it becomes, and you can't see your hand in front of you.

Shen Tianyu turned on the flashlight on his phone.

If it were someone else, they would have turned around and left this kind of place long ago. It doesn't look like a place suitable for living in any way.

But Shen Tianyu intuitively felt that his master's senior brother was an unconventional person.

After passing through the long, narrow, damp and dark cave, daylight finally appeared at the entrance.

After exiting the cave, the view in front of you suddenly opens up. There are houses, courtyards and trees. The trees are towering, the houses and courtyards are simple and rustic, and the courtyard walls are made of rough rocks.

Although the house and the yard are not big, they are at least more suitable for living than the cave just now.

He stepped forward, knocked on the door, and asked, "Is anyone there?"

I asked three times, but no one responded.

He pushed the door gently, but it was not locked.

He pushed the door open and walked in. There were some small vegetables planted in the yard, and there was a well with moss growing beside the well. The original door of the house was half-open.

Shen Tianyu walked to the door and said, "Master, I am Shen Tianyu, a disciple of Zong Heng's disciple Dugu Cheng. I have come to visit you specially."

It was deathly silent inside.

But Shen Tianyu could detect the breathing of living people inside.

He added, "Master, I know you are in there. If you had not responded, I would have gone in. I came to you to ask for a favor. If you can help me, I will definitely repay your kindness double."

Two or three minutes later, an old man's laughter came from the room. "You little brat, your temper is nothing like that old guy Zong Heng, nor like your master Dugu Cheng."

Shen Tianyu confirmed that the person inside was undoubtedly his master's eldest senior brother.

He said respectfully, "Master Uncle, can I go in?"

"How did you find this place?"

"Qi."

The old man stopped talking.

Shen Tianyu pushed the door open and walked in.

An old man in gray clothes sat cross-legged in the middle of the simple main room.

The old man had snow-white hair tied into a high Taoist bun, a long snow-white beard, and white eyebrows that reached below his eyes. He should be very old, but his eyes were sparkling, and he seemed to have a lot of energy in his body. There was even a hint of gray at the roots of his hair, and there were not many wrinkles on his face. His lips were thin but rosy.

Shen Tianyu stepped forward and bowed respectfully, shouting, "Uncle Master, I, your disciple Shen Tianyu, greet you."

The old man’s Taoist name is Bo Xuanzi.

Bo Xuanzi looked at him with a smile, stroking his beard slowly and said, "I have heard that Dugu has adopted a disciple who is a rare and extraordinary person. It is indeed true. You have a trace of spiritual energy, which is very rare. Do you want to follow Master Uncle to practice in this mountain?"

Shen Tianyu replied: "My earthly ties have not yet been resolved. If we are destined to do so in the future, I can practice with you."

Bo Xuanzi looked him up and down, and suddenly laughed out loud, "It is true that heroes are often tempted by beautiful women."

He swung his long sleeves and said, "Sit down."

Shen Tianyu leaned over and sat down on the coarse cloth mat beside him.

Bo Xuanzi closed his eyes and said slowly: "Tell me the date of birth of that girl."

Shen Tianyu reported the facts truthfully.

Bo Xuanzi pinched the other knuckles with his thumb, muttered something, then slowly opened his eyes and said, "Young lady, your ancestors accumulated virtues, and you are blessed with great fortune and a long life. You had some misfortunes in your childhood, but you will have good luck in your middle age, and good health in your old age. You will live to be over a hundred years old, and you will have two sons and one daughter to see you off to the end of your life."

He looked at Shen Tianyu's face and narrowed his eyes, "Unfortunately, her husband's family is not you."

Shen Tianyu bowed his head slightly, "I came here for this matter, and I hope you can give me some advice, Master."

"Why don't you ask that old fellow Zong Heng to solve it?"

Shen Tianyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Bo Xuanzi grinned, "Did the old guy arrange someone else for you?"

"Correct."

"Who?"

"Chi Ling, the granddaughter of Senior Chi Xuan."

Bo Xuanzi pinched his fingers for a moment and said, "Do you want to go against the will of heaven?"

"I love the daughter of the Yuan family. I hope that Master Uncle can give me some advice. I want to change her fate myself."

Bo Xuanzi looked at his young and handsome face with sharp eyes, and after a long pause, he spoke, "That girl has a good life. If you force her to change it, it will shorten her life by half and ruin half of your cultivation. Why bother?"

Shen Tianyu knew that Yuan Jinzhi's life span would be shortened, but he didn't expect that it would shorten half of his life.

I knew it would hurt the foundation of the person who changed his fate, but I didn't expect it would destroy half of his cultivation.

He opened his mouth and said, "My master and my grandfather changed my father's fate and shortened his life by 20 years. Why does she have to shorten half of her life?"

"Your father either has a bad fate or a bad fate?"

"Yes, he is destined to be a lonely star."

Bo Xuanzi stroked his chin, "Of course it is. She is born with an unlucky star, and will bring disaster to her father, mother, family members, wife, sons and daughters. Although it is against heaven to help change the fate of such a person, it is still a good deed. The girl's good fate must be changed, which is not only against heaven but also evil. The world is so big and there are so many women, why bother doing it?"

Shen Tianyu was silent.

Bo Xuanzi looked at him with his eyes downcast in deep thought and said, "I can teach you the art of changing your fate. It's up to you whether you want to change it or not."

Shen Tianyu didn't respond for a moment.

Bo Xuanzi stood up and said, "Stay here for three days, so you can think carefully about it."

He stood up and walked out to fetch mountain spring water to make tea.

Although he is over a hundred years old, he is still agile, without a hunchback or bent over, with sharp ears and eyes and a light step.

Shen Tianyu sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes slightly closed, two thoughts fighting in his mind.

One is Yuan Jin's face, which is sometimes playful, sometimes smart, sometimes bold, sometimes lustful, sometimes funny, sometimes silly, sometimes affectionate, and sometimes resentful and lost.

One is to forcibly change her fate and shorten her life by half.

He once told Yuan Zheng that if he married Su Jingyu he would not live before forty, and that this was a deliberate test for him.

But this half-life reduction is real and not a test.

Yuan Jinzhi is now twenty-two years old and has twenty-eight years to live.

That beautiful girl only had 28 years left to live. What a pity!

After an incense stick of time, Bo Xuanzi came back with spring water, boiled some tea, poured a cup, handed it to Shen Tianyu, and said, "The sect has declined, and there are few disciples. Now it's down to the uncle to pour tea for his grandson."

Although it was a complaint, the tone was slightly fond of him.

Shen Tianyu usually doesn't pay much attention to etiquette when he is with his master.

He knew that his uncle-master was just joking and had no intention of blaming him.

He reached out to take the teacup and asked slowly, "Master, if half of her life span is cut short, can you extend her life later?"