Sequence: Waking up in the secret room and letting me play the fortune teller

Due to lack of blood and essence, the dark red armor on Qin Yangming's body disappeared under his skin. Finally, the armor changed into a dark red ring and was worn on the middle finger of Qin Yangming's left hand for his next use.

His original clothes were exposed. The black shirt was torn and had become a short shirt, with a few strips of cloth hanging down.

The flame burning on the body of the faceless reporter was bright, illuminating this dark and cramped place like a lamp, bringing a brief moment of light to everyone.

The corpses on the ground were also illuminated, the swordplay ended, and the once lively faces became dim.

The smile on Nan Guan's face also brightened, and that smile was frozen there, like a yellowed old photo, and was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

Qin Yangming looked at the people surrounding him. Their faces showed the fatigue of surviving a calamity, as well as the vicissitudes of having experienced many hardships. It seemed that their numb hearts could no longer withstand any more waves.

"Master, you saved us..."

Someone said sincerely.

Although these people were controlled at the time, their five senses were still there and they naturally knew everything that was happening.

At this moment, they looked at Qin Yangming sincerely, with gratitude on their faces.

Qin Yangming opened the thread of fate. He saw that although the red silk threads above everyone's heads were still of different lengths, they were no longer like before. They were all only an inch long.

The tragic collective fate of the crowd changed because of him.

Qin Yangming suddenly felt something in his heart, and all of a sudden, a wave of extraordinary power erupted from him, surpassing the one displayed by anyone before when they were promoted. That wave was even stronger than when the faceless reporter was forcibly promoted.

The extraordinary power condensed into substance and shot out and circled around Qin Yangming as the origin, like a landslide, tsunami, heavy rain and strong wind, shaking continuously in this space.

The people around were affected by the energy and raised their arms to shield their faces, but their bodies were blown back one after another.

Everyone was shocked.

Qin Yangming completed another promotion ceremony of [Fortune Teller].

He followed the guidance of the hexagrams, acted in accordance with his inner sincerity, respected heaven and cultivated virtue, and changed the collective destiny of the people.

There are forty-nine things in the universe, and man escapes from one of them. He is that one.

At this moment, the depleted essence and blood in his body was immediately replenished, even more abundant than before. His spirit, which had been tired due to excessive consumption, was sublimated and became deeper than before.

There was no major change in appearance, the muscles under the clothes were only slightly bulging, and the overall figure was more symmetrical than before.

But Qin Yangming clearly felt that his strength had greatly increased and his body coordination had greatly improved.

His understanding of the mysterious destiny further deepened, his spiritual perception of the soul became more acute, and he could even vaguely see the various undercurrents of energy between heaven and earth.

Raise the clear and lower the turbid, remove the yin and replenish the yang.

At this moment, he was immersed in an extremely mysterious feeling.

The scenes in his eyes changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it seemed that the sea had turned into mulberry fields, the valleys had turned into oceans, the sun had risen and the moon had set, the spring flowers had fallen, the winter snow had flown, the autumn butterflies had withered, and the spring geese had returned.

The magnificent changes of nature flashed before his eyes.

He also saw the fresh breeze on the river, the bright moon in the mountains, white cranes spreading their wings and flying into the fairy mountains, and lush and verdant rare and exotic plants.

The perspective changed, and he seemed to have arrived at the top of a fairy mountain on a crane, where white clouds caressed his face and there were rugged rocks.

Under the emerald green arms of an ancient welcoming pine tree, an old Taoist priest sits cross-legged on a blue stone, with white eyebrows and drooping ears, looking energetic.

Below, there were a dozen students listening attentively.

The old Taoist said:

"In the past, the universe was divided, and yin and yang began to be arranged. The light and clear floated up to become the sky, and the heavy and turbid condensed down to become the earth. The mixture of clear and turbid became people..."

The old Taoist has an immortal air and his words seem to resonate with heaven and earth, and his Taoist charm is as strong as a huge bell, circling around the clouds.

The old Taoist talked about everything from the beginning of the world to the essence, energy, spirit and soul. The students listened with great interest. Qin Yangming, who took in this scene, was also fascinated.

Finally, the Taoist priest ended with a love song. He chanted:

"The wonderful sutra of tranquility is originally natural, and it can enlighten you to the true way and realize the innate.

"After taking the golden elixir, you will become a saint and a carefree immortal in Langyuan!"

After reciting the poem, all the trees in the forest were silent and the floating clouds forgot to return.

Qin Yangming couldn't help but immerse himself in this Taoist rhyme. He didn't know how long it took before he came to his senses.

Suddenly, the entire image shattered like a mirror, with pieces of broken mirror flying everywhere, and Qin Yangming's consciousness gradually returned to reality.

A lens passed before Qin Yangming's eyes, and he actually saw that the old Taoist in the lens suddenly turned his head and glanced at him outside the screen with a kind smile on his lips.

"Yangming, to cultivate the Tao, one must first cultivate the mind..."

Qin Yangming heard these words in his mind, in a gentle and kind voice, like the advice of an elder at home to a younger generation, or like the teaching of a mentor to his beloved disciple.

"This is……"

Qin Yangming was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Gradually, his consciousness finally returned to reality, and he found himself again in a dark and cramped environment, with the smell of blood in his nose and corpses lying everywhere.

Qin Yangming saw that the faces of the people surrounding him were full of surprise.

"Master...you are..."

The musician asked in shock.

A trace of vicissitudes flashed across Qin Yangming's eyes, and he asked back:

"Now...how long has it been?"

Mo Ying asked in confusion: "Just now a strong gust of wind suddenly blew around you, like a whirlwind, almost blowing us away, and it took a long time for it to stop."

Xu Xiaobao also said: "Yes, we saw you in the center of the cyclone, and it seems that you were not affected at all."

Su Mengyuan knew what Qin Yangming was asking, and said, "It was probably about ten seconds from the time the wind started to the time you woke up."

Just a dozen seconds? Qin Yangming thought about what had just happened.

"Master, have you... been promoted?" the musician asked uncertainly.

Qin Yangming didn't say anything, feeling the new state in his body.

He felt something in his heart, realizing that he had successfully been promoted from a "fortune teller" to a "priest of wine"!

What is a "Ji Jiu Yu Shi"? Qin Yangming thought of the following words:

"Yu" means to ascend to heaven. Taoists often seek to become immortals, so they also call themselves "Yushi".

What is Jijiu? Jijiu is a Taoist priesthood, like a wise man under the bright moon, bright, restrained and profound.

The main purpose of [Jijiu Yushi] is to humble oneself to the mortal world and save people from suffering.

Humble yourself in this world, save the suffering...

Qin Yangming kept chewing on these eight words, and seemed to have gained some understanding.

As for the [Ji Jiu Yu Shi], there are special supernatural powers waiting for him to discover.

Qin Yangming realized that he might have embarked on a unique path to promotion.

Moreover, what are those scenes that you see when you are promoted?

Why did the old Taoist look at him with such gentle eyes and call out his name?

To cultivate the Tao, one must first cultivate the mind...

Was that reminder a warning to him?

Qin Yangming couldn't think of an answer for the time being. When he came to his senses, he heard someone calling him.

"Grandmaster……"

It was Mo Ying, and his eyes were still red.

"Master...what should we do next?"

Mo Ying asked, and the others also looked at Mo Ying with questioning eyes.

"Yes, Master, what should we do next?"

"Grandmaster……"

There were less than ten people still alive at this time. They all gathered around Qin Yangming, waiting for Qin Yangming to make a decision.

Qin Yangming raised his head, and just like when the faceless reporter pointed his finger at the sky, he suddenly realized something.

He remembered the prophecy.

He just shook his head slightly at everyone and said:

"I'm not some master."

"I am Qin Yangming."

"I wish to climb the stairs, humble myself to this earthly world, and save all the suffering beings."

After saying that, he looked up at the stairs leading to the platform. He knew that he had to go to the second floor.

(The first volume of the fortune teller is finished)