Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 135: The natal divination and the tortoise shell! A celestial master or a half-immortal? (Subscribe)

[Ding! The fortune has been drawn: the worst fortune, the Pig Palace.]

[Word of Fortune: You will hesitate when seeking wealth, fearing that idle worries may cause troubles; like a bird flying into a net, how long will it take for us to meet again?]

Another signing! ?
Lin Mo frowned. Isn't that right?

With my luck, how could I possibly get bad luck twice in a row?

But he looked at the less auspicious comment and didn't care.

From childhood to adulthood, his concept about fortune-telling is that all the fortune-telling words or comments that are unfavorable to him are feudal superstitions and rubbish!

So after shaking out two bad lots in a row, Lin Mo's mood was not affected at all. He just smiled and looked at the prompt that popped up on the panel:
[Do you want to use 100 merit points to try again? ]

Exactly the same as the settlement rewards on the Immortal Ranking is that you can use merit points to perform the operation again, and the merit points consumed are also similar to those during the Immortal Examination.

Twice as expensive, but...

Lin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly. There were more than 10,000 merit points on the panel now, so the "ammunition" was still quite sufficient!

Without hesitation, he invested 100 merit points directly into the panel.

The bad fortune stick on the ground turned into a stream of spiritual energy and dissipated into the air, while the fortune stick tube in his hand began to shake again.

“Bang, bang—pop!”

[Ding! The fortune has been drawn: the worst fortune, Wei Palace.]

[The fortune: The blazing flames are raging all over the sky, and there is a lotus in the flames; it will not be burned and will not be harmed, and it will grow leaves, branches and roots as before.]

Another bad sign...

Lin Mo sneered, come again!

The next second, merit points were invested again and the lottery box was shaken vigorously again.

……

"..."

The young man looked at this unconventional scene, and even he could hardly understand it.

According to common sense, even a child with heavenly luck can only shake the fortune stick once.

He murmured, "Is it because of my hard fate?"

After that, he stretched out his hand and began to calculate Lin Mo's fortune:

"My fate is average, my talent is average, well, I'm blinded by the secrets of heaven, I have a little luck value, I won't talk about this..."

"So, how is this done?"

After he calculated every part of Lin Mo's body, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

It’s not that there are no special features. Who among his lineage doesn’t have some trump cards and secrets?
But Lin Mo's performance was too ordinary, so this matter became very unusual.

People who work in this field are afraid of encountering strange things.

So, he didn't lie back immediately, but watched Lin Mo carefully as he continued to shake the lots, wanting to see where his limit was.

After five times, Lin Mo finally shook out the first natal lot which was not a bad lot but a medium lot, but it still did not reach the passing line of a good lot.

There are countless fortune sticks in the fortune stick box, which are divided into five grades, from bottom to top:
The worst fortune, the average fortune, the lucky fortune, the best fortune, and the best fortune.

"Bang-bang--pop! Bang-bang--pop! Bang-bang..."

He sat in the coffin, and could hear the sound of the other party shaking lots.

Since most of the lots that come out are bad, the frequency of drawing lots is also very fast.

Basically, a visa can be issued in two minutes.

Five times, eight times, ten times...

As the lottery box continues to shake, more and more lottery tickets are drawn.

Finally, the 21st time came——

[Ding! The fortune has been drawn: auspicious fortune, Ren Xin. ]

【In the past, all my efforts were in vain. Now that I see the joy of the New Year, I have achieved everything I could think of. I must be more modest and not be too proud.】

[You have successfully drawn a good lot, are you sure it is your destiny lot? 】

"He really let him out..."

The young man muttered to himself, but his expression was indescribable.

What fortune you get depends entirely on luck and fate, both of which are indispensable.

But Lin Mo's action completely broke his cognition.

It seems that neither of the two things are reliable, it's just a hard shake!

Just when he thought Lin Mo would stop, a trace of scrutiny suddenly flashed across the brows of the man kneeling on the mat, followed by a hint of hesitation. Finally, he actually denied the result of this lottery and shook the lottery tube again.

The other party's reason for shaking the bottle made him laugh and cry.

"Not good enough, try again."

Lin Mo muttered to himself, then invested merit points again and started shaking again.

If it was before the Immortal Examination, he might not have been so decisive.

Ever since he made a "hugely profitable" deal in the Immortal Examination Secret Realm last time, his mentality of investing merit points has not wavered at all.

Whether it is "Five Spirit Immortal Secrets (Foundation Building Chapter)" or [True Flame], the benefits brought are extremely lucrative.

It’s just one more time, no one is better at it than me!
Lin Mo chuckled and shook the lot even faster.

As the fortune lots were drawn one after another, the frequency of bad fortune lots began to decrease slowly, and moderate and lucky fortune lots gradually appeared.

Until the 29th time, another auspicious lot came out.

This time he only hesitated for a moment before choosing to try again.

Then, two more auspicious signs appeared on the thirty-sixth and forty-ninth times.

Just after he shook out the 49th lot, he thought he would have to wait many times before he could receive a hint of a good lot. However, when the lot tube was shaken a few more times, the bamboo lot fell out of the tube.

“Bang, bang—pop!”

[Ding! The fortune has been drawn: the best fortune, Mao Palace. ]

[It is like a crane escaping from a cage, freeing itself from the cage and leaving nothing behind; there are no obstacles from north to south, east to west, allowing you to soar straight up to the sky.]

As the system prompt reached his ears, the best fortune stick emitting a faint golden light fell to the ground.

Lin Mo's hand on the drum paused slightly, and he stopped thinking about trying again in time, with a hint of joy on his face:
That's it?

It’s hard to get rewards in the secret realm before the Immortal Examination!
Back then, he had spent nearly ten days in the Immortal Examination Secret Realm, and had consumed more than ten thousand points of merit. Now, he had only shaken the rock forty-nine times, and had only consumed 4900 points of merit...

Emm, I still feel a little sad.

Lin Mo thought about it and calculated that it would only be enough to accumulate merit for more than three days, which was acceptable. He looked at the fortune and read:
"No obstacles from north to south, east to west, you can go straight up to the Nine Heavens Palace... Not bad, very auspicious, I like it."

This time, he did not hesitate and directly selected the confirmation option on the interface.

[Ding! The best fortune has been confirmed to be your destiny fortune. ]

After Lin Mo heard the system prompt, a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

And then? Is this the end? At this moment, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

Under Lin Mo's astonished eyes, this shadow woven by light and shadow gradually solidified in the air.

Then he saw a young man in a dark green Taoist robe appear in mid-air, his clothes fluttering gently, exuding a kind of otherworldly elegance.

The "young man" appeared without a sound, and even the spiritual energy in the air did not fluctuate, and his presence was extremely weak.

If he appeared right in front of Lin Mo, perhaps he wouldn't even notice it.

Although the other person looked young, compared to the bald senior brother in the Alchemy Academy, the other person gave him a stunning feeling of an immortal being banished to the mortal world.

The "boy" looked at himself with a slightly strange expression, and wanted to say something, but hesitated.

In order to avoid an awkward atmosphere, Lin Mo tentatively called out, "Teacher?"

The young man looked at him, and an old voice that did not match his age came out: "Not yet, you have not officially become my disciple."

He is indeed a master of the sect!
Lin Mo said to himself, and immediately stopped hesitating. He stood up from the mat in a lightning speed, bowed with the master-disciple etiquette, and bent over ninety degrees:

"Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"

juvenile:"……"

The atmosphere in the field fell into a moment of stagnation. After a while, a trace of doubt emerged on Lin Mochaodi's face. Why hasn't he received any reminder from his master?

He slowly raised his head and looked at the other person: "Does this not count?"

The young man shook his head slightly and said, "Not really."

Then you didn't tell me earlier!
Lin Mo was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up.

The boy stretched out his hand to him and uttered three words: "Sign for me."

He readily handed over the best fortune stick in his hand, but the boy did not really catch it directly with his hand. Instead, he slightly nodded his finger -

The comments on the bamboo stick seemed to be typed out by something, turning into large golden characters floating in the air.

Lin Mo looked at the line of golden words and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, as if these words were closely connected to him and could not be separated.

How strange, I didn't feel this way just now...

His eyes stayed on the golden font, and he heard the young man continue to speak to him:
"Take out your things."

"What?" He was confused.

The boy said:

"Some kind of five-element spiritual object, possibly: compass, astrolabe, mirror, heavenly book, lotus pedestal, tortoise shell, wheel, lamp..."

Hearing the other party say a long list of objects at once, Lin Mo finally remembered something and took out a simple-shaped tortoise shell from his arms.

This was the reward from heaven after he successfully survived the tribulation.

"Does this count?"

The boy's eyes fell on the tortoise shell, but he was not surprised.

Lin Mo seemed ordinary in every way, but he was able to reach the top of the mountain without any hindrance. It would be hard to explain if he didn't have some special props on him.

"What's the use of this thing?"

Lin Mo asked curiously. He had studied the tortoise shell since he got it.

I also asked Zhuang Weiwan, the bald senior brother, Diao Youcai and other senior brothers and sisters who joined the school earlier.

Unfortunately, even the bald senior brother doesn’t know what this thing is.

"It's nothing now, but it will be your life object soon."

As the young man spoke, he pointed his finger into the air, and the line of comments floating in the air began to penetrate into the tortoise shell one word at a time.

With the entry of each golden font, a buzzing sound is heard in the air, followed by a golden ripple.

Twenty-eight words, and just now twenty-eight golden ripples.

As all the golden comments were struck into it, the tortoise shell was no longer as plain as before. It slowly rotated in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

The young man stopped pinching his fingers and said to Lin Mo: "Okay, now you can activate your spiritual energy to refine it. After the refining is completed, you can officially become my disciple."

So simple?
Lin Mo was a little surprised. Compared with the complicated and tedious "preliminary" tasks in the Alchemy Academy, the process of this one seemed too simple.

He did not do as he was told, but instead asked, "Teacher? Senior? Can I ask, what is our discipline..."

The boy looked at him: "You don't know yet?"

"I should know?" Lin Mo tilted his head in confusion.

The young man pointed at the tortoise shell, then at the lottery holder that had been put back in place, and said calmly, "Isn't this obvious?"

Lin Mo was thinking between the two things, and suddenly he realized:

"Oh, I see... Half-immortal, right?"

The young man's originally calm face finally revealed a trace of silence, and said:

"It's the Tianji Master!"

It does sound better than Banxianer, but Lin Mo is still confused.

The young man frowned slightly: "The disciples of Qingshan Sect don't even know the Tianji Master now?"

Just after he finished speaking, he slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, I blocked it myself."

The second generation disciples of Qingshan Sect may not be unfamiliar with the profession of Tianji Master.

But among the three generations of disciples in the past hundred years, there should be very few who know about Master Tianji.

As a freshman who had just entered the sect, Lin Mo knew very little about the Qingshan Sect and the Lingxu Realm, let alone the Tianji Master.

So the boy patiently explained:

"My main focus is on prediction, geomancy, and the five elements and eight trigrams. In addition, I am proficient in chanting spells, studying ancient books, exploring the unknown, magic tools and talismans, astronomy and geography, and fasting for health..."

Lin Mo stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "Isn't this a half-immortal..."

There was obvious hesitation on his face, mainly because the other party had boasted too much.

According to what the other party said, what else can't he do? Almighty Dharma repair?
So, he now remains somewhat skeptical about what he said.

The young man naturally saw this, and said helplessly: "...Then are you still going to enter?"

When will he have to beg the other party to join him?
Thinking back to the past... Never mind, let’s not talk about it.

Lin Mo wanted to ask a few more questions:
"Another question: Is it tiring to do our job? Are there too many people?"

"Including you, there are a total of thirteen disciples in Luoxing Peak."

"That's not bad. It's less than the Dan Academy. Oh, one last question..."

"So much nonsense!"

The boy's remaining patience was completely exhausted. He stretched out his hand and slapped the air, sending the tortoise shell straight into Lin Mo's body:

"Shut up and refine it quickly!"

The moment the tortoise shell entered his body, Lin Mo seemed to be forced into a state of meditation. His internal skills kept running, and his spiritual energy kept flowing towards the tortoise shell with the golden words engraved on it...

　The answer is revealed!
　　The profession that is set before the book is opened is also one of the very common professions, but it will bring you some different ways of playing, so you can look forward to it~
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