Jiang Ziya went down the mountain to experience his experience. He once worked as a fortune teller in Chaoge in exchange for meager cultivation resources. Daqi was founded by him, so fortune telling is very popular in Daqi.

Zhou Cheng stepped into the Tianji Hall, and immediately a bearded manager came to greet him.

He had his own eyesight to be able to work in the Tianji Hall. Seeing that Zhou Cheng was extremely ordinary, he seemed to come from the mortal world and had no connection with the fairy spirit, he knew that Zhou Cheng was an extraordinary person.

In this immortal capital, where every inch of land is valuable, if a person who is not a fairy path does not have a certain background, can only sleep in the open, beg on the street, or live in a dilapidated temple in the city, how dare you walk around blatantly?

Moreover, when he opens the door to do business, the person who comes is a guest, and only when he is kind can he make money. Even if a beggar comes in, he will never suffer any loss when he speaks kindly.

"Is this fellow Taoist coming to ask about good or bad luck or calculate the future?"

The bearded manager bowed to Zhou Cheng and asked.

Zhou Cheng smiled slightly and said seriously: "No one can calculate the good or bad fortune of my store."

While speaking, he slightly leaked some of his own aura.

Suddenly, the manager of the beard felt a round of scorching sun shining in front of him. He was a firefly under the scorching sun, very insignificant.

Zhou Cheng's breath was retracted as soon as he let go, and the beard recovered from the terrifying sense of oppression.

"Senior is actually a powerful Golden Immortal, and he is rude. The best or bad luck of his senior is really impossible to calculate the small shop."

The bearded manager bowed to Zhou Cheng, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

In the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty, there are not many golden immortals. Apart from Emperor Jiang Li and Dongting Dragon King, there are only branches of the saints such as the Divine Fire Sect, Tianshidao, and Chunyangguan. In the eyes of casual cultivators, the Golden Immortal is definitely a big figure in the world.

"Senior, I wonder what the price is to go to the shop?"

The bearded manager asked diligently.

Zhou Cheng said seriously: "I came from Xiniu Hezhou and traveled around the world. I occasionally came to this immortal capital to find some people with destiny. This Tianji Hall of fellow Taoists is where people with destiny gather."

A golden immortal pretends to be a weak real immortal, playing with a pig and eating a tiger, is too immature. So he simply expresses his purpose.

The bearded manager couldn't even close his mouth when he heard Zhou Cheng's words.

He was also a true immortal who had lived for 50,000 years. He had extraordinary experiences and naturally knew what the senior masters played in the world. In the past, he also envied those existences favored by senior masters. Unexpectedly, such good things would fall on him.

A golden immortal, who can give advice at will, will be able to overcome tens of thousands of years of hard practice. If he misses a little benefit, it is a great opportunity.

"The ability of seniors to visit the shop is a blessing for tens of thousands of years. However, seniors have a noble status and are not something that juniors can receive. Please move to the third floor and be personally entertained by the boss."

The bearded manager said with a smug look.

"No need, I already know all about this."

A young man dressed as a monk walked down the stairs, with a serious expression and a pair of eyes that had the ability to see life, death, misfortune and fortune.

"Boss!"

The bearded manager bowed and bowed.

"Get out! Leave the matter here to me."

The young man's voice was as gentle as jade. He was clearly giving orders, but he gave people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

The bearded manager still retreated and returned to his own position.

"Fellow Taoist please follow me!"

The young man stretched out his hand and made a welcome move, and walked towards the stairs first.

Facing a mysterious immortal, Zhou Cheng didn't feel that he should be afraid, so he followed this person upstairs.

The living room is on the third floor. Whenever there are important guests or people with prominent identities enter, they will go to the third floor.

But what surprised Zhou Cheng was that the living room of this Tianji Pavilion was actually a small cave world.

The world of cave heaven is not big, it is similar to a basketball court, but the scenery is equally pleasant. When talking in it, it feels like being in nature.

"Do you practice alone?"

Noticed Zhou Cheng's expression change, the young man asked on his own initiative.

Zhou Cheng nodded: "It's true."

"No wonder!"

The young man showed an unexpected expression and explained: "This kind of cave world is very popular among our human race. In fact, as long as the golden immortal who understands the laws of space, he can open up the cave. Other mountains, rivers, lakes, and spiritual veins are transplanted from the outside world."

At this moment, Zhou Cheng simply felt that he was a local bun, and he couldn't even tell the difference between the cave heaven and the real small world.

The young man led Zhou Cheng to a pavilion and sat down.

"I, Ying Tianxing, Elder of Hetuzong, is also the owner of this Ruyi Tianji Museum."

He introduced himself.

"Hetuzon?"

Zhou Cheng was slightly stunned and thought of the other party's origin. Even if the other party is not as good as the saint's disciple, there is not much difference.

There is an innate spiritual treasure between heaven and earth called Hetu Luoshu, and its owner is the Holy Emperor Fuxi.

Except for those related to Fuxi, who dares to use this name indiscriminately?

"Can fellow Taoist be related to the Holy Emperor Fuxi?"

Zhou Cheng asked.

"Shame!"

Ying Tianxingdao: "The ancestor of our sect has indeed obtained the true teachings of the Holy Emperor's innate Eight Trigrams. Unfortunately, my younger generations are not filial and have failed to carry forward the unique skills of the Holy Emperor."

Zhou Cheng didn't take Ying Tianxing's words seriously.

Everyone will say humble words, and Xuanxian is not a small person.

"I will introduce it again, Zhou Cheng, and Xiniu Hezhou people."

"Fellow Daoist Zhou Cheng is here to find someone with destiny based on the secrets of heaven?"

Ying Tianxing confirms the way.

"good!"

Zhou Cheng nodded, there was nothing to admit.

Ying Tianxing showed joy and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist is here just right. If I didn't expect it to be wrong, the destined person who is waiting for the fellow Taoist has already appeared."

"Oh? I'm willing to hear it carefully."

"A few months ago, an elder of Haoran Sect came to the shop with a broken soul lamp, and asked the shop to calculate the whereabouts of the culprit who turned the soul lamp out. Of course, the result is not calculated."

“Why?”

Zhou Cheng frowned.

Fuxi's innate Eight Trigrams are extremely powerful, and even during the great catastrophe, the future secrets can be calculated.

King Wen Ji Chang calculated the fate of Bo Yikao being killed when the disaster was heavy.

Ying Tianxingdao: "Because the descendant of the elder of Haoran Sect was beaten to death by human beings and spirits in the gap between the human world and the earthly world."

"Fellow Taoists should know that people have their own way, and heaven has their own way, and they do not interfere with each other. Therefore, even the innate Bagua cannot calculate the specific situation."

"It's also God's will. The junior of Haoran Sect originally went to the lower realm to experience it, but how could he die in the lower realm?"

After hearing this, Zhou Cheng was also interested.
Chapter completed!