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Chapter 27 Life-sustaining Plate Taikoo Tiangeng

"Brother Ji, why are you here?"

Cai Xianchu frowned when he saw the old man.

Others want to tell fortunes, so they can make a fortune. But when he tells fortunes, he really doesn't want anyone to come, especially acquaintances. Because he tells fortunes, he doesn't collect money, but life span.

Before, he had the honor of entering an ancient ruin.

With his strength, he can get some treasures?

But who knew that there was a treasure, but it caused a disaster, which not only caused him to lose all his skills, but even his own essence and blood were almost completely absorbed by the treasure. If the master hadn't sensed that his condition was not good and arrived in time, he would have turned into a pile of powder. The culprit among them was his current magic weapon, the ancient Tiangeng, located in the sea of ​​consciousness of the Ling Palace, who was named "The Pursuing of the Birthday".

The ancient Tiangeng was born in the ancient times when the first vitality was raised after the heaven and earth was hazy, and it was a tool for heaven to become a Taoist.

Always independent of the world, traveling through the long river of time, unknown to others.

It is also because of the long years that the Tiancheng Taoist instrument gradually improved its own great laws, generated various mysteries, able to calculate the secrets of heaven, and peek at the past and future.

Unfortunately, my luck was not good. During the last major change in heaven and earth, I was accidentally hit by Xuan Ji Yuheng, who fell from the immortal courtyard and used to monitor the heaven and earth. Although I finally swallowed it, I was injured and fell into a permanent sleep until I was awakened by Cai Xianchu.

Cai Xianchu was also unlucky, and after discovering that the Queen of Taigu Tiangeng was unable to let go.

Taking advantage of its weakness, immediately use the secret technique of the Miaodao Immortal Sect to forcefully create spiritual consciousness in the ancient Tiangeng, so that it can recognize itself as its mainstay.

However, Taigu Tiangeng was seriously damaged. When he woke up, he urgently needed a lot of vitality to make up for his own losses. He felt the vitality around him and absorbed it wildly, which led to Cai Xianchu being almost sucked to death.

Fortunately, Taigu Tiangeng has now restored some functions and can calculate the secrets of heaven.

But calculating the secrets of heaven is not without a price, that is, it requires a corresponding lifespan to obtain everything you need to know.

Therefore, Cai Xianchu set up a stall here to tell fortunes to obtain life span.

Tai Ancient Tian Geng is the supreme Taoist weapon, and he has his own spiritual consciousness. Since he recognizes his master, he will depend on him for life and death, and naturally he will not watch his life end and die. Therefore, if he gets his life, he will generously give him half of it.

It is also because of the support from Taigu Tiangeng that Cai Xianchu has only saved a little lifespan and has barely recovered a little bit.

Now, he was relieved and no longer had to fear the end of his life.

Compared to the end of his life, he became a ghost and entered the dark and dark underworld area, he prefers the sunny world, his wife, son, and sect.

He was helpless. If his cultivation was still there, there was no need to be such a trouble. He found a place to flourish everywhere for Taigu Tiangeng to absorb it. But now that he has such cultivation, he can't even go out for a long distance, so he can only tell fortunes first.

He knew the old man in front of him and had drunk alcohol together before.

He has been in the sect for hundreds of years, and there is no hope of breaking through. His life span is less than fifty years old. He really can't bear to get even a little life span from him.

When the old man surnamed Ji heard Cai Xianchu's words, he smiled bitterly: "You should know that I came from a remote small country. There was endless wars and chaos there for years. It was also so that my parents sent me to the sect. After I had achieved success in my practice, I went back and found that the countryside was destroyed early, the tribe was scattered, and the old land was covered with weeds and desolate.

Over the years, I have been asking people to find out where the tribe members are going, but there has been no news.

Now that life expectancy is approaching, this matter has become my only worries. Although you are harsh, you never disappoint. So, I came to see if I can find my tribe members."

In fact, this is the inner demon.

The inner demon is not a true demon, but a result of the accumulation of distracting thoughts in human hearts. Over time, it becomes a worries and a huge rock that blocks the way.

If you don’t move away, the road will never be too small, and even worse, you will fall into the darkness of the eternal day and become a demon, which is truly terrible.

When Cai Xianchu heard his words, he was not good to say anything else. He thought in his heart and Taigu Tiangeng appeared in his hand.

The ancient Tian Geng is like a compass, the size of a palm, the color is ancient, as if it had just been dug out from the ground. There are countless lines crisscrossing and surroundings, and countless ancient characters are densely covered with them, including heaven, earth, gods, humans, ghosts, zodiac scales, feathers, sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and rivers. It is hard to imagine that the Geng plate, the size of a palm, contains so many things, but this is the case.

Cai Xianchu put Taigu Tiangeng on the table, pinched the mysterious sword with his hand, and auspicious light shone out on the Geng plate and swept it towards the old man surnamed Ji.

After a moment, a Cang ancient "Ten" appeared on the light and shadow surrounding the Geng Pan.

Cai Xianchu immediately understood after seeing it, and asked the old man: "Brother Ji, if you want to calculate where your tribe is, it will take ten years to live, are you willing?"

"Yes." The old man responded.

When he nodded, a white gas mass containing vitality flew out of him, half falling into the ancient Tiangeng, and half flying to Cai Xianchu.

Cai Xianchu's body felt like a long drought and rain, and he felt that his life span had increased a little.

"Brother Ji, please add a drop of essence and blood." Cai Xianchu said again.

When the old man surnamed Ji heard this, he forced out the essence and blood from his fingers and dripped it on the ancient Tiangeng.

A cyclone appeared above the ancient Tiangeng, absorbing the essence and blood, then slowly rose and floated in the air. In an instant, countless words, silk threads, and apertures floated, heaven, earth, gods, humans and ghosts, zodiac scales, feathers, feathers, sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers all appeared, a person, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one,

After a long time of dissatisfaction, a bright light flew out from Tai Geng, Tai Geng, and entered the sea of ​​consciousness of the old man surnamed Ji.

It recorded the information about the old man's tribe. The old man looked at it silently and murmured to himself: "It turned out to be there, no wonder he couldn't find it all these years."

After reading it, the old man bowed to Cai Xianchu and said, "Thank you, brother Xie Xianchu."

"Xian Chu is ashamed." Cai Xianchu said embarrassedly.

"This is a great merit, why should you be ashamed?" the old man said seriously.

"Brother Ji taught me a lesson."

After saying a few more words, the old man surnamed Ji said goodbye to Cai Xianchu. When he passed by the Tong'er stall, he saw his exposed little chicken, and couldn't help but tease, "Tong'er, are you selling peeing again?"

"Aye, this is acquired pure yang liquid, not urine, it is very expensive." The little fat Dumplinger said solemnly.

This is what Kou Ziyi specifically told him.

You must not say that the thing you sell is urine, it should be called pure yang liquid. Because urine is not good when you say it, pure yang liquid sounds quite high-end. People will only buy it after listening to it and sell spirit stones. Other pigs may not care about it, but in order to sell more spirit stones, he is willing to say anything.

"Yes, it's pure yang liquid."

The old man surnamed Ji nodded in agreement, but laughed loudly.

After laughing, he saw him take out a little bird from his arms and give it to Du Er, "This is a gift from Aye to give you, and he will show it to your father. He will teach you how to use it."
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