"Su Han? Do you have his birth date and time?"
The young Daoist priest raised his eyebrows and asked.
"What's wrong? Can't you calculate it without his birth date and time?"
Chen Jing chuckled.
Naturally, if it were him, he wouldn't be able to calculate it even with the birth date and time, but that didn't stop him from making things difficult for the wild Daoist in front of him.
The young Daoist priest smiled slightly:
"Since that's the case, this humble Daoist understands. It doesn't matter if you don't have his birth date and time. Since you want to calculate this person, you must have had contact with him. Let's use your luck as a medium to calculate it."
Chen Jing sneered upon hearing this:
"You Daoist priest are truly full of nonsense. You're so young, what Daoist cultivation do you have? How dare you mention the word 'luck'?"
He was extremely disdainful in his heart. Even the founder of their Profound Dao Pavilion could hardly touch luck, and generally only observed qi. This young Daoist priest even claimed to use luck as a medium?
He was simply ignorant.
He was trying to deceive an expert.
The young Daoist priest still smiled, only asking:
"Then do you agree?"
"What if I agree? I don't believe you have such Daoist skills. I'm just warning you, if you can't calculate it later, or can only say some superficial information, don't blame me for being impolite."
Chen Jing said lightly, revealing a hint of threat.
For some time, he had been feeling oppressed, unable to breathe under the pressure of that young man named Su Han from the countryside. Today, he encountered a fake Daoist priest who was swindling people here, which made him couldn't help but start making trouble, feeling a burst of relief.
"Naturally, please rest assured, guest."
The young Daoist priest smiled slightly, released the hexagram banner in his hand, which didn't fall to the ground but stood still strangely. The mysterious patterns on it suddenly flew out, forming runes that revolved around it.
He grabbed towards Chen Jing, as if he had pulled something out.
Chen Jing also felt a sense of loss, as if he had lost something extremely important to him, but before he could react, the hexagram banner runes bloomed with a faint golden light, making him feel slightly refreshed.
In the young Daoist priest's vision, the surroundings were not the streets of Ping'an County, but a vast starry sky. Each starlight symbolized a person's luck and destiny, containing boundless mysteries.
This was the secret divination technique of their Shangqing Dao, allowing them to enter this wonderful level that seemed to contain everyone's luck and destiny, to observe, occupy, and interfere with the luck and destiny of others.
Here, he held the hexagram banner, with a cyan light filled with thick black energy floating in front of him, which was the Chen Jing's luck he had grabbed. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head.
Luck forming cyan light, and even carrying black energy?
Not only was he a person with a thin life, but he was also entangled with great disasters?
He was truly unfit for great use.
However, his cultivation was enough.
He wrote the two characters "Su Han" in the void, condensing them into runes and injecting them into the cyan light, wanting to use this to extend causal threads and find the star belonging to Su Han in this starry sky of luck.
But soon, there was no response.
"Su Han, this name seems to carry immense weight."
The young Daoist priest pondered, surprised.
If it were an ordinary person, he should have been able to find him with just this little trick, but since it was like this now, then he could only let him bear the great disasters of this person.
He once again injected a mysterious rune, causing the cyan light to entangle rapidly. This was also one of the secret techniques of their Shangqing Dao.
Instead of simply tracking, he used Chen Jing's luck as a base to leverage the luck of that person named Su Han.
Then, he traced back to the source. As long as this Chen Jing had causal entanglement with that Su Han, he would definitely be able to track him down through this method.
He had also checked this person's name by the way.
Wasn't he a disciple of the former traitor of the True Cultivation world – the Profound Dao Pavilion?
It was truly interesting.
He smiled slightly, continuing to inject runes. The cyan light entangled with black energy trembled more and more violently, and finally, with a bang, it exploded, directly blasting him out of the starry sky and back into reality.
The young Daoist priest was immediately shocked. He didn't succeed in leveraging it?
His secret technique was already extremely proficient, and he could easily move a thousand pounds with four ounces. Even using the luck of an ordinary person, he could leverage the luck of someone at the Martial Master level, and glimpse the luck of kings and generals from the ordinary. Why did he fail with this Su Han?
He frowned and fell into deep thought.
Beside him, Chen Jing came back to his senses. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Seeing this Daoist priest make such a commotion, he really thought he had met a real expert.
Chen Jing was immediately stunned. Prepare his funeral arrangements?
In the next moment, he was furious. How dare this wild Daoist priest scold him?
He wanted to attack, but found that the wild Daoist priest had already turned around and left, so he hurriedly chased after him, but strangely,
no matter how fast he was, he was always one step away from this wild Daoist priest.
In the end, he chased until he was panting for breath but still couldn't catch up.
He could only watch the wild Daoist priest leave leisurely.
Chen Jing frowned, feeling strange.
He didn't think carefully just now because he was overwhelmed with anger. Now that he thought about it carefully, why couldn't he, a dignified Bone Forging Martial Master, even catch up with an ordinary wild Daoist priest?
Hiss~ Could this person be even stronger than him?
He couldn't help but gasp.
Such an obvious question.
Why did he only realize it now?
It was as if he was blinded by lard.
Moreover, for some reason, he always felt much weaker.
He was already so tired after running only a few steps.
The young Daoist priest ignored Chen Jing. In his eyes, Chen Jing's luck had exploded. Unless a strong person helped him reverse his fate against the heavens, his life would not be long. This was also one of the costs of his secret technique.
Once the tracing failed and the luck exploded,
then the person to whom the luck belonged would also encounter a death tribulation.
The only thing he really cared about now was that Su Han.
Why couldn't he calculate him?
Yuan Xingkong stood on top of a tall building, looking into the distance, feeling somewhat worried. He could clearly feel that the concentration of death energy around Ping'an County had reached a quite dangerous level.
Perhaps in a few days,
the spatial connection point of the Eternal Calamity Underworld would also appear.
He had to prepare in advance.
Whether it was for the Eternal Calamity Underworld or for other people.
In these few days, too many outsiders had come to Ping'an County. Some people's auras were hidden extremely deeply, making them incomprehensible. They should also be Martial Masters at the Qi Gate level. Talents and experts from all over the world were gathering here.
But this also meant that he had to be wary of the dangers among them.
He looked down at the Golden Pavilion, at a secluded courtyard, and felt the sharp sword energy floating and flickering around it, preventing anyone from approaching, and frowned slightly.
What was Ye Chuxue doing?
She had spent so long breaking through the Qi Gate, but hadn't found the fundamental Qi?
He then looked at the courtyard where Su Han was, feeling somewhat surprised.
Five days had passed.
This kid Su Han hadn't caused too much of a commotion as usual, and had been practicing martial arts and cultivating quietly.
He had been much more well-behaved, which made him somewhat unaccustomed.
