"..."

Lin Shan was really speechless for this old boy.

Throwing spiritual stones directly to him is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for a Nascent Soul stage monk who has destroyed many forces one after another and is worth hundreds of millions.

Jue Juezi took it and opened the storage bag to take a look!

There were so many different kinds of spiritual stones inside that it almost blinded him!

A young monk in the Qi-training period suddenly had a huge amount of money. He was inevitably in a state of shock and couldn't help but fantasize about how he would spend it after returning home.

"Be quick and contact your master."

Hearing Lin Shan's impatient urging, he quickly acted patiently, knowing that it was important to get down to business first.

The red rope hanging around his neck was pulled out from his clothes, and at the end was a pendant that looked like a copper coin. He was inputting his spiritual power and chanting something. He must be performing some kind of ritual.

Unconsciously, a slight wind blew on the street.

Then the copper coin suddenly grew in size, becoming as tall as a person. The middle coin's eyes connected to another place, hazy and paradoxical.

Under the ripples of blue light, a clear question came.

"Who called me?"

As soon as Jue Juezi heard this voice, he knelt down again like a conditioned reflex, tears bursting from his eyes.

This is his salvation, a scene he dreams of countless days and nights!

Respond loudly to Qianyan.

"Master, it's me!"

Unexpectedly, I asked him a direct question.

"Who are you...?"

Jue Juezi was stunned and quickly replied:

"Master, my disciple Jue Juezi, don't you remember me?"

There was sudden silence on the other side.

He seemed to hesitate for a long time, then Tactics coughed and cleared his throat.

"Hmm... that... Jue Juezi? Well, I seem to have some impression, but that Jue Juezi from the Yan Kingdom at the southern end of the mainland?"

"..."

I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

"Ahem, hahaha, I'm joking with you, master. He should be the Juejuezi from Luojia Mountain on the east coast, right?"

"..."

The atmosphere was very cold for a while.

"Ah...ah hahaha, I remember it, Master! You are the Jue Juezi who was rescued by Master in Beipingyang from the claws of the ice bear, right?"

"..."

Both sides were silent. Who knew that the first time the call was connected, it would be such a scene.

Jue Juezi froze on the spot, being blown into a mess by the sea breeze from the port.

How many more mes are there in this world?

Lin Shan was even more puzzled. Why did he feel that the fortune teller opposite him seemed to have many disciples all over the world, and each disciple was called Jue Jue Zi?

What you did is absolutely brilliant!

"Master, I am Jue Jue from Bozhou on the west coast..."

Jue Juezi replied faintly. At this moment, his heart was in a state of confusion and he felt extremely lost.

The fortune teller over there remembered it now.

"Oh, oh, look at my memory, I remembered it! That deceitful little Taoist priest from Bozhou on the west coast!"

"Ah hahaha, hey, I miss you so much as my teacher!"

"My good disciple, um, you took the initiative to contact me as a teacher, but you have already broken through the golden elixir stage?"

The people on the other side of the passage were very excited. It seemed that those who encountered divine jealousy were prone to die early, and only a few could grow to the golden elixir stage, so they cast a wide net and sow seeds everywhere.

Now that I have finally harvested a good seedling, how can I not be happy?

"Reporting to the master, my disciple is not at the golden elixir stage yet..."

Jue Juezi lowered his voice guiltily and did not dare to speak loudly.

The person on the other side of the passage quickly asked:

"Then the later stage of foundation building is complete, and you are ready to break through the golden elixir?"

"It's not..."

"Then why are you looking for a teacher?!"

Bu Suanzi seemed a little unhappy, and his tone became colder.

Jue Juezi glanced at Lin Shan, looked at the huge amount of spiritual stones in his hand guiltily, and truthfully stated his purpose.

"Master, I met a senior whose cultivation level is... unfathomable. He also has his own "Silver Vase Arithmetic", so he came to you for fortune telling through me."

"oh?"

Bu Suanzi was a little surprised there. It seemed that he had never expected that the disciple he had taken in would actually take jobs for him.

Especially the "Silver Vase Arithmetic". This is a secret technique that I only give to the disciples of the Golden Core Stage. Why did it fall into the hands of outsiders?

Lin Shan took over the right to speak at the right time and spoke to Qian Yan:

"Are you the fellow Taoist fortune-teller across from me? I've heard about his reputation for a long time, and I'm specifically asking for a divination. I wonder if I can give you a face?"

Bu Suanzi responded across the channel:

"Of course, since fellow Taoist found me through my apprentice, it is fate. What do you want to do?"

Lin Shan was secretly surprised. Not only was this fortune teller open-minded, he was also very loud!

"I'm going to do something big next. Fellow Taoist, please help me calculate the good or bad future."

"Easy to say."

The fortune teller did not ask him for his birth date, but directly began to calculate from the air. He could hear the sound of coins rattling over there, which was clear and sweet.

After a while, the answer was given directly.

"Big evil!"

"What???"

Lin Shan couldn't help but exclaimed, was this fortune teller serious about telling him the truth?

I gave the answer so quickly, is it true or false?

Jue Juezi here has a look of admiration on his face. He obviously admires his master's divination ability very much. It would be great if he could reach that level himself.

"Fellow Taoist, I have finished the calculation. What do you think?"

Bu Suanzi's tone was calm and seemed effortless.

Lin Shan looked solemn and asked again.

"Can you estimate in more detail what is the cause of the serious disaster? How to avoid it?"

The divination operator replied:

"I'm sorry, I can only give you a vague calculation. If you want to be specific about a certain detail, you need to spend your life. I don't have much life, and I can't stand the trouble. I'm sorry."

Lin Shan hid his shock, now he was doubtful and his heart was surging.

I originally felt that Shui Bingyue's plan to take the lead in attacking the Maiden Palace was extremely reckless. The top power had been inherited for thousands of years. How could a mere Nascent Soul be able to plan its destruction at its early stage?

Now let Bu Suanzi do the calculation for himself, and he immediately poured a basin of cold water on his head and woke up instantly.

What makes him doubtful is that even if he and others cannot attack the Maiden Palace by then, it should be okay to leave if they want to, right?

Nascent Soul stage monks come and go like the wind. As long as one side sees that the situation is wrong and retreats decisively, will the other side abandon the sect and ignore it and go out to encircle and hunt them?

With my current methods, I will encounter a serious omen!

"Fellow Taoist, I have made my words very clear."

Seeing that he didn't respond, the fortune teller over there mentioned it again.

"Thank you, Taoist priest."

Lin Shan thanked him, but he was very worried at the moment.

"Ahem, cough, cough, well, your fees haven't been paid yet!"

The fortune-teller asked for fortune-telling money from afar!
To be continued...