The immortal is beside me

Chapter 87: Step on Lingshan Mountain Again

There was a brief silence as everyone looked at each other, confused as to what was happening. Only Liu Guishan, standing in the middle, had a twitching expression, his face distorted.

As a practitioner of Yishu, although he had never seen this legendary great man in person before, he had seen portraits and legends of the "generation of demon man" in various places. To him, Yuan Tiangang was almost a character written in a textbook, so there was naturally no reason for him not to know him.

And now, this legendary figure was actually pulled out of the textbook and brought into reality. For a moment, he even suspected that he had gone astray in his practice and had developed karmic hallucinations.

"You have made good use of this hexagram technique." Yuan Tiangang glanced at the copper coins left on the ground and smiled.

The crowd in front looked at each other in confusion.

Unlike Liu Guishan, they did not know Yuan Tiangang, but they all knew Zhou Qing. This young man usually gave people the impression of being lazy and unknown, but now he was walking side by side with Master Liu's "ancestor"?

What does the word "ancestor" mean after all?
Uncle Wu, who was standing on the side, scratched his head, looked at the stunned Liu Guishan, then looked at Yuan Tiangang and Zhou Qing in front of him, and was a little confused for a moment.

It’s not that I don’t understand the meaning of the word “ancestor”, but Xiao Zhou’s friend looks even younger than Liu Guishan. How can he be called the ancestor by Master Liu?

In their eyes, Liu Guishan was already a god-like existence. If this person was really Master Liu's ancestor, then how did Xiao Zhou know such a person?
This young man doesn't seem as simple as he looks?

"This is Xiao Zhou's friend." Uncle Wu glanced at Zhou Qing beside him and spoke with a rare hint of caution. "Are you also a fortune teller?"

Yuan Tiangang was slightly taken aback by the name Xiao Zhou. He suddenly chuckled and nodded, "Yes, he is indeed a fortune teller."

The crowd at the back murmured softly, and one person leaned over to Liu Guishan's ear and whispered, "Master, is this ancestor you mentioned very good at fortune-telling?"

Liu Guishan was sweating. The man's voice was very low, but he knew that in front of the powerful, it was no different from a loud speaker. To him, it was like a death sentence.

Wait for the death penalty?

Liu Guishan's eyes moved to Zhou Qing, who was standing next to Yuan Tiangang. He often came to this community to tell fortunes and practice, and he still had some impression of this face. He vaguely remembered that he had once commented on this "young man", saying that he was unpolished by the world and needed to experience the trials and tribulations.
And now this "young man" is standing next to the master, and it even looks like they are of the same generation.

Liu Guishan's eyes went dark. He thought this was a death sentence, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even save his own ancestral grave.

His soul left his body, but the old men and women around him didn't notice at all.

Amidst the chatter, Uncle Wu came up to Yuan Tiangang, rubbing his hands and saying, "You're Xiao Zhou's friend, so for Xiao Zhou's sake, could you please count me as one?"

As he spoke, people who were familiar with Zhou Qing gathered around him, each of their faces filled with eagerness.

Yuan Tiangang nodded and smiled, "Of course."

He walked forward and said to Liu Guishan, "Would you mind borrowing this place for a while?"

".Use it?" Liu Guishan was stunned for a full ten seconds before he suddenly realized, "Master, you use it! You use it! Oh no, this stool is too simple, I'll find you another one."

"No need, this is fine."

Yuan Tiangang casually moved a small stool from the ground, sat in front of the stall, and started to look at the fortunes one by one.

"I see from the old man's face that the upper part of his face is like clouds covering the moon, which means he will face hardship in his youth; the middle part of his face is like waves blocking a boat, which means he will face many misfortunes in his prime; and the lower part of his face is like a mountain rising up, which means someone in his family will have a successful career in the near future."

"Your Qi is stagnant at the root of your nose. You will encounter a blockage within the next three years. However, once the blockage is resolved, you will see the light. As for how to resolve this, you can seek help from your partner."

"Your face looks threatening. You will encounter a bloody disaster within the next two days. Tonight, at 9:00 PM, walk three miles southeast. Perhaps you will find a turning point."

If this scene were to fall into the eyes of the people from the major sects and government agencies, it would undoubtedly cause countless people's blood pressure to soar. You have to know how many people have waited for months or even years to see Yuan Tiangang, and even spent a fortune on gifts, but still may not get the opportunity to meet him.

But now he is actually doing street fortune-telling for a group of old men and women for five dollars each time!

In the current scene, perhaps only Liu Guishan understood the shocking meaning it contained. He stood there, holding his few copper coins, staring stiffly at Zhou Qing standing beside him.

Just as Uncle Wu said unintentionally just now, it was out of this person's face that the ancestor showed up here to read everyone's fortune. How great a face is this?

Liu Guishan's mouth twitched. He could no longer think about this issue, nor did he dare to think about it anymore.

As the sky darkened, the clamor in the square gradually faded. While the allure of fortune-telling was undeniable, it was almost time to go home and cook dinner, so everyone dispersed.

After seeing off the last "customer", Yuan Tiangang stood up in front of the stall, put away the small stool and handed it to Liu Guishan.

"Walking in the human world, studying things and seeking knowledge, as a practitioner of the Yishu technique, you are indeed on the right path now." Yuan Tiangang said with a smile, "Observing the myriad phenomena of the human world is a long and arduous journey, so you should keep going."

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance!" Liu Guishan's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the small stool. "Master, why are you here?"

"I'm just here to visit a friend." Yuan Tiangang glanced at Zhou Qing beside him and said, "Go back. You should learn from what you've learned today. It will be very beneficial to your future practice."

The word "friend" resonated like thunder in Liu Guishan's ears. His mind went blank, and he instinctively nodded and bowed, then ran away with his belongings, wishing he had two more legs.

This is truly bizarre! What kind of magical place is this community that could bring together two legendary masters?
Seeing Liu Guishan's figure disappear at the end of the road, Zhou Qing glanced at Yuan Tiangang beside him and said, "Today you are back to your old ways."

Many years ago, Yuan Tiangang was just like this, wandering around like a wild crane, reading fortunes for the people. Later, he joined the Jiuli Immortal Alliance with Zhou Wuqing, and his days as a wild crane came to an end.

Later on, the Immortal Alliance collapsed in the Sakya Rebellion, and Yehe became a wild crane again, but he could no longer roam the world as freely as before.

"Thanks to Brother Xiao Zhou, I was able to revisit the old days. I really miss them."

Yuan Tiangang fanned himself cheerfully, pretending not to notice the fleeting flash of fire beside his face. Suddenly, he said, "Now that I'm back to my old job, do you, Brother Zhou, still intend to interfere in Buddhist affairs as you did in the past?"

This was the reason he came to see Zhou Qing this time. Not as the Heavenly Master of the Tianji Academy, but as Yuan Tiangang, a former Yishu cultivator of the Jiuli Immortal Alliance.

Zhou Qing crossed his arms and looked at him. At this point, he naturally guessed what Yuan Tiangang really wanted to say.

"Since those Buddhists want to revive the heritage, they must want to retrieve the relics from that year." Zhou Qing said.

"It seems that Brother Zhou already knows."

Yuan Tiangang said, "Not long ago, the Tianji Academy received news that the Jiuli Sect was about to send someone to discuss Taoism with the Immortals and Buddhas, and they politely declined the Chinese side's offer of assistance. It seems that those younger generations want to resolve these matters within the scope of the cultivators."

"They are living up to the name Jiuli by doing this," Zhou Qing said. "Back then, Jiuli had never lost in a discussion. Now they should have the credit for resolving the issue on their own."

"I think so too," Yuan Tiangang said. "However, the Buddhist sect has the help of the Cang Tian Sect this time, and relies on the Buddha's legacy. If the Buddhist sect really uses the power of that legacy, those young people alone will probably be unable to resist."

After a long silence, Zhou Qing raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the sky.

"When that time comes, I'll set foot on Lingshan Mountain again."

P.S. The second update will be a little late. I didn't expect to check so much information in one chapter. I wrote it slowly. You don't have to wait for now. Read it after you wake up orz
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