The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian looked at the little turtle shell in his hand that was struck to death before it could even transform, and looked at his own cultivation level that had not even reached the foundation building stage. He actually dared to predict the cultivation level of Sheng Qing, a powerful man whose cultivation level was unknown.

She is really trying to find death by lighting a light in the toilet.

But it’s just the last hurdle, so I can just do a rough calculation. Uncle Gu probably hasn’t made a decision yet anyway.

After all, he is Sheng Qing!

Yu Mian calmed down, picked up the copper coins one by one, put them into the turtle shell and shook it casually, then poured them onto the table, poured them six times in a row, and then thought about it.

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Death?!

How is it possible? Such an obvious death hexagram, even if calculated by probability, is only one in tens of thousands.

Yu Mian was deceiving herself. She was just a dabbler, not even a cultivator who specialized in this field. Maybe... maybe it was just a mistake?

With trembling fingers, she picked up the coins one by one and divined again...

Arrange the six times and calculate again, it is still a dead hexagram...

Although the hexagrams are different, combined with other factors, the final result is still a dead end.

Yu Mian rested her hands on the table, a little dazed. She threw away the tortoise shell and tried several other divination methods, but they all turned out to be either very bad luck or death.

She calculated over and over again, shook the tortoise shell again and again, and carved one hexagram pattern after another on the table, until Gu Ruci woke her up with a call.

"Nephew, stop."

Yu Mian loosened her grip on the carving knife, and the hexagram text in front of her took shape. A half-hidden "death" appeared on the phantom desktop. Her heart was moved and her fingertips were scratched by the carving knife.

hiss--

The pain brought her back to her senses, and Yu Mian realized that she seemed to have fallen into a trance. She didn't want Sheng Qing to get into trouble from the bottom of her heart. She hoped that she could be safe and sound, and preferably ascend to become an immortal.

The blood dripped down and flowed onto the table, adding a dot to the lower right corner of the word "death", turning it into a "cloud".

Yu Mian looked at the word "cloud" with a dot added to it, and the confusion in his heart suddenly calmed down a lot. The word "cloud" can be interpreted as a period of darkness, and when the clouds clear, the moon will appear.

This means that this is not a dead end, and Shengqing has hope for the future!

Her fingertips trembled in pain as she pointed at the table, and with a little hope in her eyes she asked, "Master, look at this hexagram, blood becomes clouds!"

“Master, has she…” Yu Mian didn’t dare to ask. In fact, he didn’t believe that Sheng Qing would die. She was a powerful person who killed her way through the Demon Realm in the later part of the story. In the end, she got her revenge and disappeared in the story.

He must have found a place where he could live freely and comfortably.

There is no way she could have fallen, she was so strong and had many merits...

As soon as Yu Mian finished speaking, the phantom that was originally on the high platform instantly moved to Yu Mian's side, and his eyes fell on the point in the corner of the hexagram that was carved out stroke by stroke.

The bright red blood should have made the hexagram look bloody and ominous, and blood has never been a good omen.

But this hexagram is different. It will clear away the deathly aura, and what you see before your eyes will suddenly become bright, as if you have found a way out of a desperate situation!

“Wonderful… absolutely!”

Gu Ruci moved her gaze from the table to Yu Mian, carefully observing the disciple accepted by her junior sister from head to toe. She wanted to tell her fortune with her fingertips, but stopped because of a premonition.

Only then did she realize that she had not even told her fortune the last time she met her!

Has the secret of this young disciple been obscured by the Way of Heaven?

Or is it that she is not in the way of heaven?

Gu Ruci looked at Yu Mianru's beautiful eyes and silently ruled out the second answer. She thought that such a beautiful and graceful child might be the reincarnation of a god who had the ability to reverse the world.

"Junior Brother Yu, your name is Yu Mian, right?" Gu Ruci asked in a gentle voice.

Yu Mian looked at the master who became eager in an instant, nodded hesitantly, and took a half step back.

Gu Ruci said familiarly, "Your master called you Mian'er, and I won't compete with her. I will call you Xiaomian, okay?"

Yu Mian nodded again.

"Xiao Mian, this place is just an illusion. The divination just now was actually to test your Dao heart, so all the divinations were bad."

"I didn't expect you to be so protective of my junior sister that you even broke the illusion and divined her birth hexagram. You are a teachable boy. You can come to Shouxing Mountain to visit your uncle in the future. Your uncle has a copy of 'Zhaixinglu' that is almost eaten by insects, waiting for someone with a destiny to read it." Her tone was a little too gentle, so much so that Yu Mian couldn't help but curl his toes.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out to be a test of Taoism. She said, Sheng Qing was so powerful in the plot, and he succeeded in revenge in the later part, how could he die.

Startled her.

What about the "Star Picking Record"? She has just started the "Six Records of Fu Sha"!

"Thank you, Master Yu Mian, for your kindness. I will go when I have the chance in the future!" She bent down and bowed, politely refusing.

Gu Ruci stretched out her hand to touch the head of her obedient nephew, but halfway through she sensed the breath and turned aside, patting Yu Mian's shoulder.

"Okay, if you don't come, Master will find a time to come to you." Gu Ruci smiled with narrowed eyes, like a white fox, obviously seeing through Yu Mian's evasion.

“Master…Uncle! You are so kind!” Yu Mian bit his lip in gratitude!

Tears streaming down my face!

"Okay, okay. The world is becoming increasingly unstable. You must remember to follow your master closely. There is only one pair of master and disciple in your Yufu Mountain. The two should be like real mother and son, understand?" Gu Ruci patted Yu Mian's shoulder, then took the illusion table behind him and left the examination hall.

Yu Mian was left with a puzzled look on his face. Why did Master Gu's words just now seem to mean that he wanted Sheng Qing to stay with him more...

Recalling the scene of himself being bullied in his mind, Yu Mian shook his head and thought, this is not going to work!

Will be bullied to death.

An exit appeared in front of him. Yu Mian stepped out and Miao Jun came up to him. "How come it's so fast? Did you pass?"

Yu Mian looked at the queue on the other side. It was almost as long as the one he had just entered, and even the angle of the sun had hardly changed.

But he had clearly stayed in there for almost a whole day, especially refining pills and weapons, which took a lot of time. It seemed that the illusion had accelerated the flow of time.

The badge on her waist was covered with a spiritual light. Yu Mian clicked it and saw a notice about the end of Wen Xianshan's course. She bared her teeth and said, "No way. If I don't succeed, who will?"

"So fast? Just a whoosh?" Looking at her speed, Miao Jun was also ready to give it a try, but was pulled back by Yu Mian.

"The speed of time flows differently. One minute outside... no, one tenth of an incense stick is about one day inside." Yu Mian made a rough estimate and converted it.

"One day?" Miao Jun was surprised. "Then the person who went in before you and hasn't come out yet has been there for several days?"

“No wonder they all look so solemn. It seems we need to be fully prepared!” It would be better to let Miao Jun not eat enough than to let him take the boring assessment for several days.

With his friends by his side, Yu Mian felt much more relaxed when he left, but he still felt a heavy weight on his heart.

Those fatal omen made her feel extremely heavy.

But she had already left the illusion, and she didn't dare to tell divination for Sheng Qing again. She was just thinking about her in her heart.

Shengqing...

"Mian'er, do you want to be my teacher?"

A dress in the style of ink painting fell in front of her. The person wearing the dress simply pinned a green bamboo in her hair, looking very elegant.

This was the first time Miao Jun met Yu Mian’s master. He was stunned when they first met, and stood there with his mouth wide open.

“This this this…you you you…Master?!”

"Hello, Venerable Huai Ci!" The furry head quickly bowed and shouted very loudly!

Yu Mian was indeed deceiving himself! Venerable Huai Ci, what a nice Taoist name, what a beautiful mountain master!