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98 The Old Taoist Doesn’t Dare to Count

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He spent another night in the city.

The next morning.

Lan Yu led her subordinates up the mountain.

Currently, Qingcheng Mountain was not developed like in Lan Yu's previous life. There was still a path to walk up freely.

There were all kinds of winding and rugged paths here, and they were also exceptionally dangerous.

However, the scenery was beautiful.

Although Lan Yu had come this time to calculate what was wrong with his abnormal fate, he still had to see the good scenery along the way.

He would treat it as leaving the North Sea to relax in the outside world.

Along the way, there were mountains and peaks, and clouds and mist surrounded them. It had the charm of a divine mountain.

Although Qingcheng was not as tall and straight as Mount Tai and Kunlun was mysterious, it also had its own unique charm.

The mountain forest was lush and verdant, and it lived up to the good name of the Green City.

He climbed all the way up the mountain to the highest point.

A dojo rose from the peak of the mountain. The door was spotless, but there was no one in sight.

Lan Yu stopped in front of the dojo. Just as she was about to step forward and enter, she heard Huang Liu and the others say with difficulty,"Master, we can't. We can't enter.”

Lan Yu turned around and saw that each and every one of their faces were deathly pale.

However, that was right. This was a Taoist immortal mountain. Although Huang Liu and the others had not done anything evil, they were still demons.

It would be strange if he felt good.

"You guys can scatter in the forest. I'll call you when I leave the mountain.”

"Understood!"

Yellow Six and the others dispersed into the forest.

Only Blue Jade and Hook Wen, who was following behind him, remained silent.

"Let's go take a look."

As Lan Yu spoke, she lifted her feet and walked up. Just as she entered the mountain gate, she heard someone else's voice from the side,"Are the two of you here to offer incense?"

Lan Yu looked over when he heard the sound and saw an old Daoist leaning against the trunk of an old tree to the side, sleeping. It seemed that Lan Yu was looking over. He swept his Daoist robe and jumped down.

He walked over.

"Hello, Taoist priest. I'm here to answer your questions.”

The old Daoist stared at Lan Yu for a while before raising his hand and putting it down again.

He didn't know what he was doing.

After a long time, the old Daoist shook his head.""Little Scholar, you can go down the mountain."

Lan Yu was stunned on the spot. I finally came up, and you're telling me to go down the mountain?

"Why?"

The old Daoist shook his head and didn't say why, causing Lan Yu to be dumbfounded.

There was no other way.

Lan Yu took out the Vajra Vajra and said,"Daoist Priest, I'm friends with Master Ku 'a from Cold Mountain Monastery. He called me here and gave me this vajra as a token!”

The moment the old Daoist saw the Exorcist Vajra Pestle, his expression turned bitter.

"Sigh…"

"In that case, please follow me.”

The old Daoist led the way while Lan Yu followed behind with the hook.

They entered the dojo and passed through many halls. Perhaps it was because the road was dangerous and Shu was affected, so the incense offerings in the dojo were not very prosperous.

They walked for a long time.

They arrived at a small courtyard that was covered in lush green vines.

The old Daoist shouted into the room,""Martial Granduncle, there's a distinguished guest here."

"Come in."

This mysterious voice seemed to be echoing in all directions.

Lan Yu immediately thought to herself,"He's an expert!"

The old Daoist bowed and said,"Little Scholar, you may enter. My Martial Granduncle has invited you."”

After saying that.

He then walked away.

Lan Yu looked left and right, then walked into the small courtyard.

After passing through the porch, he saw a bamboo house in the courtyard. There was a small bridge and flowing water. There was a cultivated vegetable field beside it, and all kinds of vegetables were planted inside.

There was an old man in a Daoist robe and a young man carrying a bucket, a whip at his waist, and a sword on his back watering the vegetable field.

The young Daoist walked steadily, while the old Daoist looked natural.

Looking at this scene, it was as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face.

It was so comfortable.

The old Daoist was watering the vegetable field while looking at Lan Yu."Little Scholar, why don't you come in for a chat?”

"Then I'll accept your offer."

Lan Yu cupped her hands and bowed. She walked across the flowing bamboo bridge and came to the pavilion in the courtyard to take a seat.

The old Daoist and the young Daoist also put down what they were doing and came to the pavilion.

"Old Daoist, Daoist Three Peaks, this is my disciple Lu Xuan. How should I address you, young scholar? Where are you from?”

Lan Yu's expression was calm as he replied," This junior is Lan Yu. I'm from the North Sea. This time, I'm here to ask Senior to help me calculate my fate and my luck. Recently, it seems that something has gone wrong."”

Daoist San Yue glanced at the Vajra Vajra in Lan Yu's hand, then at Lan Yu.""Then Ku Ah can't calculate it?"

Lan Yu shook her head.

Not only could he not calculate it, he almost hung from the tree and did not come down.

"Hahahahaha!"

The old Daoist stroked his beard and laughed.

"I can see that there is some chaos in your body, and there are countless spiritual Qi of various colors. Although it is messy, it is orderly. There is also a faint power of incense on your body.”

"Lan Yu is a self-taught talent. What she knows are some heretical sects and are not presentable.”

Lan Yu finished speaking.

The old Daoist's eyes lit up.

However, it was only for a moment before it was extinguished.

"Little scholar, can you tell me what's wrong with your luck?”

"Of course."

Lan Yu began to explain. She picked up money every day. Even if she sat at home, money would still float around.

At least once a day, up to three times a day.

However, it was very rare for him to do it once.

Now, he could practically rely on picking up money to eat and wear without worrying.

Daoist Three Peaks 'expression became more and more strange as he listened. At the end, he even frowned.

"Strange, I've been cultivating for more than 300 years, but I've never heard of such a thing. Even if someone can pick up money, it's impossible to pick it up every day for several months.”

"Little scholar, can you tell me your birth characters?”

Hearing that Daoist Three Mountains had cultivated for more than 300 years, Lan Yu was instantly shocked.

Good boy.

He was probably a demigod.

Over three hundred years.

How many years would it take?

"Of course you can."

Lan Yu reported her birth characters truthfully.

Perfected Three Mountains 'expression changed again when he heard that.

The disciple beside him looked at his master with some doubt and asked,"Master, this is not right."

Then, the young Daoist looked at Lan Yu with a curious gaze.

Lan Yu felt goosebumps all over.

"It's not just wrong. It's simply strange.”

"Scholar Lan, may I ask what you do?”

"I run a funeral parlor."

Lan Yu answered truthfully.

"That's not right. Scholar's eight characters are full of disasters. Moreover, you're in a white matter and have come into contact with death qi. It's obvious that you'll die early. But now, you look calm and steady.”

"But your cultivation isn't low, this…"

"Scholar, may I ask if you are only doing a simple task?”

When Lan Yu heard this old Daoist's words, she felt a chill in her heart. This old Daoist couldn't be that awesome, right?

He even calculated the matter of his transmigration?

Logically speaking, this original body had indeed died early.

"This one has also opened an Immortal Clan, so I don't dare to boast. In the North Sea, my words are quite useful.”

"No wonder, no wonder you have such a strong incense smell on you. This person inhaled incense and opened an immortal house. He must have had the opportunity to inherit Shamanism, right?”

Lan Yu nodded and didn't say anything else. However, it could be considered as admitting Daoist Three Mountains 'words.

"Little friend, there's no need to be like this. My Qingcheng lineage doesn't care about those things. Can I borrow your hand to take a look?”

Lan Yu extended her hand.

Daoist Three Mountains took it and began to read it carefully.

However, his brows never relaxed.

After a long time, Daoist Three Mountains sighed and said,""Scholar, it's too shallow to describe your destiny as noble.”

"I don't know what you've experienced to be able to change your natural fate. Logically speaking, humans can't defeat the heavens, but this can only be considered a special case.”

"This old Daoist's cultivation might still be too shallow, so I can't, and I don't dare to.”

"You don't dare to calculate?"

Lan Yu asked in surprise.

At this moment.

Even Daoist Three Mountains 'disciple looked at Lan Yu in surprise.

"Right, I don't dare to count!"

Daoist Three Mountains nodded again and repeated with a serious expression.

"If I were to forcefully calculate it, I'm afraid that I would only die. Although your Life Providence looks ordinary at first glance, you can vaguely see a touch of condensed purple qi.”

Lan Yu looked at Daoist Three Peaks." Senior, you don't dare to joke around. You and I both know what this purple gas means. My Lan family has no members of the royal family. Moreover, there hasn't been an emperor with the surname Lan in the entire Ling Nation for thousands of years.”

Lan Yu was dumbfounded.

The purple qi had come out. The purple qi in the Life Providence was close to the royal family.

Did he have to be so melodramatic?

Could it be that the Lan family had fallen?

"Little Scholar, this purple qi doesn't just refer to the Imperial Emperor.”

The old Daoist said meaningfully.

But Lan Yu didn't understand.

Other than the royal family, what kind of existence could have such a fate?

However, it was fine as long as he was not a descendant of the royal family.

This was too melodramatic. Lan Yu could not accept it.

"Senior, why is it that Master Ku A can calculate once or twice, but you can't?”

Daoist Master San Yue smiled." That's just Ku Ah's half-baked bald donkey. He hasn't mastered his skills yet. He can only count once or twice, but he hasn't touched anything important."”

"If I count, I can probably see a part of the essence, but if I see it, I will die.”

How could there be such a thing?

This was the first time Lan Yu had heard of it.

You can count because you're not skilled enough, so you can jump back and forth repeatedly.

He was frantically probing at the edge of death.

"Is there no other way?"

Originally, Lan Yu wasn't that curious, but after hearing what Daoist San Yue said today, she was shocked.

It was over.

Curiosity was about to burst out of his throat.

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