The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The heavy copper coins fell on the solid wood table, and the sound of "ding, ding, dong--" reached Gu Fengzhi's ears. He turned around and saw the last copper coin stop spinning.

Seeing that the hexagram had appeared, the old man's complexion, which was originally a bit pale, improved a bit for some unknown reason.

Although he looked over seventy years old, he still had a complex look in his eyes, as if he was confused, and he even muttered something to himself.

However, his voice was so low that even the child sitting opposite the old man could not hear clearly, let alone other people.

But immortal cultivators have sharp ears and eyesight. Not to mention the mumbling of the old man at the table next to Gu Fengzhi, Gu Fengzhi can clearly hear even a grass insect jumping in the grass a hundred meters away.

“It’s really strange, it’s obviously a bad omen, but it doesn’t cause any casualties.

It won't even have any impact on the people here. Could it be that some other force is involved? "

The old man said this, but the wrinkles between his eyebrows did not relax.

He looked at the child sitting next to him who was still eating and stuffing, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh slightly.

However, Gu Fengzhi, who was sitting beside him, was a little shocked.

He looked at the old man at the next table and wanted to cast a spell on him and ask what was going on.

Ask the old man how he calculated these.

It even feels a bit pity, because his current cultivation level is still low and he can't search for souls.

Could this be the legendary divination technique?

Gu Fengzhi suddenly became interested in the art of divination at this moment.

He stood up, walked to the old man, held his hands in front of him, and then asked:

"May I ask if the old gentleman is proficient in the art of divination and deduction?"

The old man was thinking, but he couldn't help being surprised when someone suddenly spoke to him.

When did this young man come to his side?

He didn't notice it at all.

The old man was surprised and couldn't help but feel a little defensive, but he still stood up, cupped his hands and said:

"I dare not say that I am proficient, I just have a little understanding."

The old man Gu Fengzhi looked humble, raised his hands and continued to ask:

"I wonder how ordinary people can judge their talent in divination, and how can they learn the art of divination?"

The old man raised his hand and asked Gu Fengzhi to sit down. At this time, the child who was already full from eating also stopped chewing. He looked at Gu Fengzhi with eyes full of curiosity.

After Gu Fengzhi thanked him and sat down, the old man said:

"You can only know the level of your talent in divination by learning it.

As for how to learn, this generally requires inheritance from a master, but..."

The old man stopped when he said this.

Gu Fengzhi looked at him, a little confused, but he didn't expect that the old man's face suddenly turned pale in the next moment, and then he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Master!"

The child panicked for a moment.

Gu Fengzhi also had a look of confusion in his eyes, not understanding why this man who was fine suddenly vomited blood.

Although they met by chance, they were destined to meet each other. Thinking like this, Gu Fengzhi controlled a trace of true energy to inject into the old man's body.

With the healing movement of the true energy, the old man's complexion suddenly recovered a lot, and even his somewhat dilated pupils gradually regained their luster.

The old man who had recovered a little bit grabbed the child who was so frightened that he was yelling for someone to find the doctor. He waved the waiter back and finally looked at Gu Fengzhi. His eyes were obviously different from before.

But he didn't say a word, just looked at him steadily.

It was a bit leaky to be pressed like this so suddenly.

Gu Fengzhi looked at the old man's horrified eyes and guessed something in his mind.

Didn't this old man just forget about his identity?

Although he doesn't understand the art of divination and calculation, it's probably not easy for a mortal to speculate on the affairs of immortal cultivators, right?

But fortunately, with that ray of true energy, the old man's injury will not be fatal. As for whether it will affect other aspects, this is not something that a layman like Gu Fengzhi can know.

Thinking of this, Gu Fengzhi looked at the old man and felt that he would probably get no other useful information from him, so he stood up and prepared to go to the guest room to wait for other Gu family members.

Before leaving, he paused, raised his hand and took out a bamboo cup from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"Drink the water here within three months. After drinking, find a place and throw away the bamboo tube."

It's not that the bamboo tube is harmful, it's just that it is a first-order spiritual object, and it may cause disaster if a mortal carries it on his body.

As for the contents inside, it was just ordinary spiritual spring water.

But for mortals, it can be considered a low-end version of a panacea.

The old man looked a little struggling when he saw Gu Fengzhi walking away step by step, but in the end he didn't say anything to save him. Tianlai Novel Network

The master who once taught him the art of divination once told him that he would never have any chance of becoming an immortal in his life. Even his future apprentices would be the same as him. Although he had some talent in divination, he would not be able to break the magic of immortality in the end. What a difference.

But he didn't expect that he would meet an immortal cultivator in this city today and be lucky enough to talk to him.

Thinking of this, the old man comforted the child who was still panicking. When he glanced at the divination results on the table, an idea flashed in his mind!

Could it be that tonight's disaster is related to the immortal cultivator he just met?

The old man thought this, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He thought about whether he should go to the immortal cultivator later and tell him the hexagram just now and so on.

However, to the old man's disappointment, when he was ready to find Gu Fengzhi, the room where Gu Fengzhi was staying temporarily had already been empty.

Just as the old man was sighing at the empty room, on the other side, Gu Fengzhi had already fought with the Gu family cultivators who came to help.

However, what the Gu family cultivators who came to support did not expect was that when Gu Fengzhi saw them, the first thing he said was not to hunt down the ghost cultivators, but to ask:

"Have you ever heard of how to practice and study the art of divination and deduction of good and bad fortune?"

This question confused the people who came to support.

There were three people who came to support, two men and one woman, among whom the one with the highest cultivation was Gu Ranjing, who was in the late Purple Mansion.

According to seniority, Gu Ranjing was the aunt of Gu Fengzhi and the other two Gu family cultivators. She had a higher cultivation than them and lived about a hundred years longer than them.

Therefore, when they encountered something unclear, they all looked at her who had the highest cultivation among them.