Chapter 1269: Meeting an old friend in the far west
Kyushu Continent.
After passing through the vast Yanzhou Buddhist Kingdom, there is a desolate land forgotten by time, called Xihuang.
The reason for this is probably because of its geographical location close to the Broken Sea, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth inside is extremely thin, and various cultivation resources are also extremely scarce. It is even far inferior to the three border states, and even compared to the endless demon sea, it has many resources. Not as good as.
This kind of harsh environment is naturally not suitable for immortal cultivators to stay for a long time, and there will be no sects established here. Only some mortal nations thrive here, or some remote villages and towns rely on fishing in the coastal areas. Make a living.
Thanks to this, this vast and sparsely populated wasteland in the far west has become a rare pure land. Although mortal countries occasionally attack each other, there are no immortal cultivators involved, and most ordinary people live and work in peace and contentment. , self-sufficient.
In the evening of that day, facing the setting sun that filled the sky like blood, a small and simple flying boat came rushing towards it, quickly shuttled through the clouds, and continued to approach the far west.
On the surface, this flying boat is ordinary, and the spiritual pressure it emits is not strong.
But the flying speed is so fast that it is staggering. It is estimated that even the ordinary Nascent Soul stage powerhouses will not be able to compete with it.
Obviously, this flying boat is undoubtedly the Lingxiao warship.
As a majestic Lingbao-class warship, in addition to being invincible in both vertical and horizontal battlefields, its various abilities are also extremely outstanding, such as changing its size at will, or condensing all auras, which are just the simplest uses.
And on the side of the flying boat, Ao Ling'er was lying listlessly on the side of the boat, staring at the rapidly retreating scenery below in a daze, waving her little chubby hands from time to time, playfully scattering all the passing clouds.
Even if there are birds and monsters passing by occasionally, they will definitely be bumped into for no reason, and there is no way they can leave safely.
From her numb expression, it is not difficult to tell that the little girl is very bored. After the initial excitement, she has long been tired of the scenery along the way and is now a little drowsy.
At the bow of the ship, Qin Tian, who was dressed in black robes, sat cross-legged and held a jade slip in his hand to study carefully. It was the swordsmanship experience given by the Qinglian Sword Immortal.
At this moment, half a year has passed since the departure.
During this period, the master and servant traveled westward, but nothing unusual happened. They could only be described as calm.
However, due to the recent turbulent situation, in order to prevent accidents from happening, Qin Tian did not enter the cultivation state. Instead, he simply took out his kendo experience and used it to prove his knowledge of gun art. After a long period of understanding, he gained a lot.
After a long time, Qin Tian slowly raised his head, feeling the breeze blowing by his ears, and couldn't help but reveal a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Probably because this place is not far from the coastal area, and as it continues to get closer, the air begins to feel slightly damp, but there is no trace of Qinglian Sword Immortal at all.
After all, before leaving, the old man only left a message about meeting in the far west, and there was no other message other than that.
But how vast is the coastal area?
Looking for it right now is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Qin Tian was helpless about this.
If the dignified number one on the heavenly list wants to hide from the world, ordinary people really can't do anything about this old thing!
But just when he was unable to do anything, Qin Tian seemed to have noticed something. A look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he couldn't help but turn his head to look to the southwest.
Probably because within the detection range of his spiritual consciousness, in a small ordinary town about a hundred miles away, there was an inexplicable flash of a slightly familiar atmosphere, which gave him a sense of déjà vu.
After realizing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but wonder secretly, and then simply controlled the direction of the airship and flew towards the small boat at a low altitude.
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Not long after, on the streets paved with ordinary bluestone slabs, Ao Ling'er was bouncing around with excitement on her face. She was constantly going in and out of various snack stalls, as if she was never tired of it.
However, Qin Tian stopped where he was, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Probably because on the street not far away, there was an ordinary old man with tattered clothes, wrinkles on his face, and gray hair, sitting on a dilapidated desk, holding a stick with only half of the floating dust left in his hand. His eyes were slightly closed and he looked incomprehensible, looking like an expert from outside the world.
Occasionally, on a whim, the old man would shout at the top of his voice:
"Don't miss it if you are passing by. I know astronomy and geography, and I know misfortunes and blessings. I can predict the future and predict the bad luck of marriage. I only need ten taels of silver to buy it. I will never suffer a loss or be cheated!"
"This benefactor, stay here for a moment. You are surrounded by evil spirits, so be careful when leaving the city later!"
"Wait a minute, young lady. I see that your seal is dark, and there may be a bloody disaster in the near future! Why don't you hand over ten taels of grained silver, and I can break it for you?"
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As the sound of broken gongs echoed through the streets, the expressions of the people passing by were as usual, and they were not moved by the old man's bewitching voice. Even if someone occasionally took a curious look, they all shook their heads with disgust on their faces, and then turned and left.
The old man didn't care about this, and seemed to enjoy it.
And from his dilapidated desk, it is easy to see that the stall has probably been smashed many times in the past years.
And this seemingly ordinary white-haired old man is not a simple charlatan. He is actually the most mysterious organization in the Kyushu Continent, the head of the prestigious Tianji Pavilion, and a dignified late Yuan Ying great monk: Old Man Wuya!
Moreover, before entering the Forbidden Land of the Barbarian Gods, Qin Tian had encountered this person by chance and received the help of his magical power "Tianbao Miluo Curse". In the end, he successfully injured the Holy King of the Dark Moon who escaped from the trap, causing the latter to take away his body. It was not completely successful and could only maintain the strange state of being one body and two souls.
In short, this mysterious old man Wuya not only has unfathomable cultivation and strength, but also has unparalleled divination skills. He can predict bad luck with just a flip of his hand, directly affecting the future situation of the human and barbarian tribes!
The most ridiculous thing is that because he didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, Qin Tian took twelve taels of silver and smashed the stall of the great monk!
Thinking of this, Qin Tian quickly stepped forward and respectfully held the junior ceremony:
"Junior Qin Tian has met senior Wuya. Thank you very much for your help!"
After hearing this, the old man Wuya who was shouting hard looked indifferent, as if he was not surprised that Qin Tian appeared here.
However, after he looked up and down for a moment, a hint of shock quietly flashed through his eyes, apparently because he was inexplicably surprised by Qin Tian's rapid progress.
Perhaps he thought of some bad experience, but the old man suddenly turned serious and said angrily:
"Hmph~! What are you doing here, little kid? Do you want to destroy my stall again?"
Qin Tian couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he heard this, and quickly apologized politely:
"Ahem~! At the beginning, the juniors were blind and could not see the mountains. If you have offended me in any way, please ask the seniors to forgive you!"
Seeing this situation, old man Wuya's expression softened slightly.
With his eyes twinkling, Qin Tian quickly waved his hand to activate the soundproofing ban, and then tentatively said:
"As the saying goes, meeting is fate. Since I can meet my senior by chance in this Western Wilderness, it is also a great honor for this junior. It just so happens that this junior is preparing to travel far away. I wonder if I can trouble my senior to predict the good or bad future?"
However, upon hearing this, Old Man Wuya showed a half-smiling look, and said in a playful tone:
"Hehe~! Although I am good at divination, this technique involves heaven and fortune, so it has its own rules and regulations. If the same person makes a prediction for the second time, the price will be quite high... ...!”
At this point, Old Man Wuya stopped talking, but the meaning was quite obvious.
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian understood instantly, quickly waved his sleeves and took out a storage bag, and offered it respectfully with both hands:
"A few small gifts are not respectful, but I hope seniors will accept them!"
But the old man Wuya reached out and took the storage bag. After weighing it casually twice, he shook his head and laughed, and then sighed with deep meaning on his face:
"Boy, it's not that I don't want to take action, it's that I can't calculate your fate...!"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Tian couldn't help being slightly stunned, and his face was full of suspicion and he said:
"The senior's secret divination skills are unparalleled in the world. This is known to everyone. Even the future of the two clans can be predicted in advance. How can it be that the junior's misfortune cannot be calculated?"
After hearing this, old man Wuya sneered on his face, and then his face showed a rare look of solemnity, and he sighed quietly:
"This is not an alarmist statement. Do you know how much it cost me to prevent Ming Yue from being reborn last time, so that I could barely spy on your fate?"
Qin Tian couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and his face became even more suspicious:
"Senior, please give me some advice!"
This time, old man Wuya had no expression on his face and directly stretched out a finger:
"I spent a full ten years of my life and suffered serious injuries as the backlash. I just managed to figure out the secret and use your hand to cast the Tianbao Miluo Curse! Tell me, is the price high?"
