Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 932 Zhang Tianshi

In the vast central area of ​​the Zixiao Realm, there is a huge and well-known city for immortal cultivators - the Zixiao Immortal City.

This fairy city seems to be a miracle born between heaven and earth, exuding an ancient and profound atmosphere.

Inside an extremely magnificent hall in this fairy city, there is an indescribable mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, there was an old man over 70 years old, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall like an ancient statue.

His body stood straight and tall, and although it was about three feet off the ground, his air of being above the world was undoubtedly evident.

Not far from him, stood an old man and a young boy.

The middle-aged man had a tall and straight figure, a slim body, a handsome face, delicate features but still masculine. His eyes were as deep as the stars in the night sky, and he always had a gentle smile on his face.

The girl in her early twenties, dressed as a boy, was like a lotus bud about to bloom, lively but with a hint of shyness.

The old man was wearing a gray robe, his hair and beard were all gray, and the years had left deep marks on his face.

But the wisdom flashing in his eyes gave people a very ethereal and mysterious feeling.

At this time, the old man gently closed his eyes and slowly moved his hands in the air.

As he moved, a faint light flickered at his fingertips, and that light was like a flowing galaxy, gorgeous and mysterious.

The originally dull air around seemed to be suddenly infused with life, gradually becoming heavy, as if an invisible force was quietly surging.

Then, a mysterious pattern suddenly appeared in front of the old man. The pattern was like a scroll of time, with mysterious runes flashing on it.

Those runes jumped like elves, emitting a mysterious aura that was fascinating and enchanting.

After a dozen long breaths, the old man seemed to have gone through a difficult battle.

The blue veins on his forehead gradually bulged, and fine beads of sweat quietly seeped down his wrinkled cheeks like a string of crystal pearls.

His originally steady and long breathing now became rapid and disordered, as if it was tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and every gasp was a little heavy and struggling.

Obviously, this deduction is much more difficult than any previous one.

The old man knew that this contained endless mysteries and challenges, and he needed to concentrate all his energy.

So the old man continued to make complicated hand seals, trying to penetrate the layers of fog before his eyes and find the key answer he wanted.

As time passed, the old man's face became paler and paler, sweat kept dripping, and he looked very painful.

Suddenly, like a bolt from the blue, the old man's skinny fingers suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if they had touched an unbridgeable chasm.

His whole body trembled violently, as if he had suffered a heavy blow, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth involuntarily.

Then, the runes on the mysterious pattern in front of him seemed to be hit violently by some powerful force and suddenly became chaotic.

Then, the old man slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of shock and confusion. He knew that his deduction this time had failed, and the failure was extremely complete.

“How strange… How strange…” the old man murmured in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and fatigue in his voice.

Then, he slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, his eyes revealing awe and helplessness of the unknown.

"Master, are you okay?"

Inside the hall, the young girl saw the old man finish his deduction and look pale, so she hurriedly asked with concern, then quickly walked to the old man and supported him.

The old man turned his head slightly and looked at the girl beside him, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Then he shook his head gently and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

At this time, the middle-aged man next to him saw this, frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Then he asked calmly, "Master Zhang...what's the result?"

Hearing this, the old man's eyes fell on the middle-aged man, then he sighed softly, with a hint of fatigue in his tone, and slowly said:

“Master Murong, the fate of the person you asked me to deduce is very strange. Please forgive me for being unable to help you. However, I have determined that the person you are looking for should be in the lower thirty-three heavens and possess the power of the origin of the great way.

As for which specific realm, or who it is? You have also seen that I have suffered a severe backlash from the way of heaven, and it is really not appropriate for me to continue to spy on the secrets of heaven. "

After hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a fierce look, but he quickly returned to his gentle and elegant appearance and smiled:

"No problem, no problem. I'd like to trouble you, Master Zhang, to make the trip in person. In that case, I'll find another way.

Although this Phoenix Blood Divine Lotus is not a valuable item, I hope Master Zhang will accept it."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised his hand slightly, and a fiery red lotus suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of him.

The petals are as thin as cicada wings, but their color is like the red glow under the rising sun. Not only do they sparkle with a faint warm luster, but they also emit a refreshing fragrance that makes people's hearts startle.

When the young girl at the side saw this, a blazing look immediately flashed in her beautiful eyes. It was obvious that she also knew the extraordinary nature of this Phoenix Blood Divine Lotus.

However, Zhang Tianshi shook his head slightly when he saw this, and immediately declined:

“Lord Murong is so polite, but I have already repaid the favor of this sect, so I cannot accept such a valuable item. Please understand.

If there is nothing else, I will take my leave and see you later."

After saying that, the old man raised his hand and released a stream of immortal energy to cover the girl, then he instantly disappeared in the hall without any delay.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's face instantly darkened. His eyes flashed with complex lights, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Then, he suddenly shouted loudly:

"Someone come!" This majestic shout exploded like thunder in the empty hall, instantly breaking the original silence.

Before he finished his words, a black shadow appeared out of nowhere like a ghost and teleported in front of the middle-aged man at an astonishing speed.

His figure was erratic, as if blending into the surrounding air. The next moment, he bowed steadily and shouted respectfully, "Your Majesty!"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly, and an imperceptible gleam flashed in his eyes. He slowly raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling the person to stand up.

Then, the middle-aged man carefully looked at the man in black in front of him, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. After a moment, he decisively ordered:

"You must immediately send someone to the Lower Thirty-three Heavens, but you must act in secret and not leave any clues that would allow people to find out that the person left from my Purple Sky Palace. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

The black-clad figure responded in a low voice, his tone filled with unquestionable firmness.

He bowed again, and then his figure flashed and disappeared instantly, as if he had never appeared...