"This tree is not ordinary." Gao Jilin said, "Countless people have asked for divination from it. How much will power do you have to accumulate?"
Lao Ge also said: "It is said that although the Master Wood Spirit has passed away, there is a ray of spiritual thought that has been transformed into the Taoist Tree, so it has the power to predict good and bad luck."
Jiang Tao didn't believe it: "Is this okay?"
"Have you never heard of a saying, it's called 'supporting the body and sharing the mountain!'" Lao Ge knew these words by heart. "If you can share the mountain, you can share the giant tree. Is there any problem?"
Everyone said the tour guide was right and there was no problem.
He Lingchuan scratched his head. The mysteries of the world are difficult for ordinary people to understand.
Finally, after waiting in line, everyone entered the grotto under the tree roots and discovered that there was a cave inside.
This cave is large and empty, and the gap at the top is indeed very smooth. It is impossible to say that it was really cut away by an immortal's sword back then.
Fluorescent spores are placed everywhere in the cave, making every detail of the cave visible.
The main root of the Taoist tree is rooted in the cave. It has penetrated the stone into the mountain, and it is unknown how deep it extends downward. After it penetrates the cave, it grows higher and higher. The hanging aerial roots grow thick and strong, and the cave is
The surrounding areas were all wrapped up, which is why we have this wonderful scene today.
In this way, the bottom of the hole with the deep roots of the tree formed a low-lying area. Rain and dew flowed along the trunk of the tree, forming a clear pool at the root, which was deep enough for at least two people to fit in.
There are also fluorescent spores in the water, which sink and float, but the deep water is completely dark.
Tourists are crowded here, surrounding the banyan pool three times inside and three times outside. However, although there are many roots of the giant tree, only a dozen of them cross or stick out of the pool and can be touched by everyone, so the divination is actually being performed.
There are only a dozen people.
Everyone else has to queue up at the back.
There is no off-season for tourism on Tianji Peak, there is only the difference between the peak season and the peak season. Everyone is interested: "What is the divination method?"
Lao Ge pointed at the other tourists: "Learn like them, put one hand on the root of the tree, first silently recite the reason for your inquiry, and then communicate with the spirit tree, then take a drop of blood from your fingertip and throw it into the pool."
He Lingchuan saw that other tourists seemed to be doing this. But some people were too slow and took too long, so they would be rushed by people waiting in line behind them.
Leaves fall from time to time above, swirling and floating on the surface of the pool, drifting straight towards the tourists.
This is very magical. Visitors who ask for divination will always receive a leaf. "Green leaves are good luck, red leaves are bad luck."
Is it so simple and crude? Gao Jilin asked: "Can we only ask about good or bad luck?" To answer with leaves, the answer is either one or the other.
"Then what else do you want to ask?" Lao Ge chuckled, "This is a tree! It's not a human being, so I can't speak to you."
Jiang Tao pointed to a leaf floating in front of his eyes and asked: "Then what is this?" This leaf was half green but not red, and the tourists opposite it also looked confused. "This means that it can be bad or good."
The number of guests Ge brought here ranged from one thousand to eight hundred. He could be regarded as half a divination interpreter. "It all depends on the person's subsequent actions."
He Lingchuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
The last time he performed a divination at the Xianling Lake Temple, although the Turtle Spirit gave him a fortune, at least there was still something to interpret.
This time it was even worse. The answer was actually only "yes" or "no". Since this was a "question", what question should he ask?
A guest pointed to the water and said: "The leaves have sunk."
Lao Ge hummed and said, "After the divination, if the guests don't take it away, the leaves will sink to the bottom. Otherwise, the water will be full of leaves and no one will be able to tell."
"Where will the leaves sink?"
"Maybe it went out with the water, or maybe it was taken away by the roots." Lao Ge asked back, "Have you never heard of fallen leaves returning to their roots?"
Jiang Tao's eyes flashed slightly: "The queue is too slow, can't you jump into the water and touch the roots of the tree?"
"No." Lao Ge glanced sideways at him, "Are you smart? This method has been tried before, but it doesn't work! Wen Daoshu doesn't pay attention to such people at all!"
He then pointed to the tree trunk and said, "In the past, someone jumped into the water to ask for help. He took out a knife to carve it there, but was forked out by the guard and thrown directly off Tianji Peak!"
He Lingchuan was speechless. Is his life in danger if he scribbles carelessly?
Evil people must be punished by evil people. Lao Ge sneered: "Order, order is important here!" "The most amazing thing is that as soon as the man was forked out, a leaf fell from the Wenwen tree, and it turned bright red!"
Is he still alive after being thrown off a mountain? Of course it's a serious disaster!
After waiting in line for less than half an hour, it was finally the group's turn.
Jiang Tao went up first, touched the big tree with his hand and murmured, then dripped blood. As a result, a leaf floated over, and it was green.
"Good luck!" He snapped his fingers excitedly, "Okay!" Another customer's face turned pale: "Red, red!" The leaves he grabbed were so red that they almost bled.
"Oh, you are so fierce? You have suffered a bloody disaster recently." Lao Ge immediately took out a handful of talismans from his waist, "Would you like an amulet that has been consecrated in the Chongyang Temple! Saving your life at the critical moment is better than anything else."
He Lingchuan looked at him with disdain.
This product has been prepared for a long time, right? The price is extremely expensive.
The guest's face turned pale: "Is this tree accurate?"
"Didn't I say it before? Who can say for certain about this kind of thing?" Lao Ge patted him on the shoulder, "But you have some hunch in your heart, right?"
"I, I, alas..." The guest said with a grimace, "There is something that I have been worried about. I didn't expect it to end so badly!"
"Come, come, let me help you get rid of the bad luck." Lao Ge put the amulet around his neck. The guest paid for it without thinking twice.
If losing money can eliminate disaster, who would dare not be generous?
"When you get back, be careful, maybe there will be a turn for the better."
The guest seemed to be grasping at straws: "Can this disaster be avoided?!" Lao Ge comforted him: "Maybe!"
Next to him, Gao Jilin was also asking questions. This time, a small part of the leaves were reddish, but most of them were dark green.
The expression on his face was also very interesting: "Is it good or bad?"
He Lingchuan looked at it and smiled and said: "I think it depends on how you deal with it in the future. If you handle it well, you will be lucky, if you handle it badly, it will be bad." Everyone nodded in agreement.
Don't look at the fact that there are only two kinds of leaves, red and green. In fact, the color depth seems to have something to say, and it is not as simple as it seems at first glance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He touched the roots of the tree with his hand and muttered a question silently:
"If I continue on the path I have chosen, will it be good or bad, dead or alive?"
Because Lingmu most likely has the ability to read people's minds silently, he did not dare to mention words such as Dafang Hu, Panlong City, and the fight against Bejia.
But He Lingchuan really wanted to know. After all, all the predecessors who had walked this road had died in martyrdom.
It would be a lie to say that he was never worried.
The blood also dripped, and everyone waited with He Lingchuan. Five breaths passed.
Fifteen breaths have passed.
The leaves that floated over were all seen by others, and He Lingchuan was completely empty. What happened? He Lingchuan scratched his head. Could it be that the amount of calculation was too great, and the spirit tree crashed?
After waiting for a while, no leaves drifted over.
Jiang Taoqi asked: "What's going on? Did you ask a question?"
"I mentioned it." Otherwise, why would he come in? He Lingchuan asked Lao Ge, "Has this situation ever happened before?"
"Uh..." Gibbon also touched his forehead, "I have no impression."
The Wenwen Tree has always been very diligent. The results of its divination may not be correct, but they are very fast. Otherwise, how could it cope with so many tourists in Tianji Peak for so many years?
The tourists in the queue at the back began to get impatient: "Are you okay?" "If you can't make it, just get out of the way, there are so many people behind you!"
Lao Ge turned around and shouted: "Shut up! Are you in such a hurry to get reincarnated? Will you pee your pants if you wait a few more breaths?"
It opens its mouth to reveal its fangs, giving it a ferocious look. Together with the two strong mandrills behind it, the words "I'm not easy to mess with" are written all over its face.
Therefore, the tourists behind did not dare to argue and just muttered in a low voice. Of course, Old Ge Pihou could not hear it.
At this time, finally a leaf floated towards He Lingchuan. Red leaves.
No, exactly
It is golden red, and the color is as brilliant as the flaming clouds in the sky at dusk.
Moreover, the wax on the surface of the leaves was uniform, reflecting the color of metal. "Huh?" Is this really for him? He Lingchuan squeezed two steps to the side. Unexpectedly, when the water flow changed, the leaves were still drifting towards him.
He could only reach out to pick up the leaves and shake them towards Lao Ge: "What does this mean?" Lao Ge's monkey face was equally confused: "I have never heard of such a thing."
He has taken thousands of guests, but he has never seen such leaves from the Daoist tree. "Don't the Daoist trees shed yellow leaves?"
"Fall, but it will sink when it falls into the water and will not float to us." Lao Ge pointed to the water, "Look."
At this time, other guests in the group had already taken the time to ask for divination. He Lingchuan observed carefully and found that indeed, the yellow leaves of the alpine banyan tree often fell from time to time.
In front of you.
Therefore, the red gold leaf in He Lingchuan's hand was really a rare thing, and tourists around him came to look at it and marveled at it.
Many locals here brought their relatives and friends to ask for divination. At this time, they all said: "It's rare, I've never seen anyone take this kind of leaf!"
The two guards inside the cave were also alerted. They came over to take a look. When they found Huang Ye, they asked He Lingchuan his name and address. The latter readily gave a false name and address.
The two of them also followed the rules. After hearing this, they went back and stood there with a blank face, without asking a single word.
Facing so many noisy guests every day, they have long learned to empty their heads and don't bother to think about anything.
At this time, a guest in his fifties said: "I heard that someone has taken it before."
As soon as these words came out, the commotion around them suddenly stopped, and everyone followed the sound and asked, "Who is it? Who still has to live?"
"That's the current General Qingwu and General Hong! But I heard that he got yellow leaves. I don't know if they are red and gold."
He Lingchuan's heart moved. Hong Chenglue also took the yellow leaves from the Wendao tree. Gao Jilin said: "Are you sure?"
"How can I be sure?" The man waved his hands repeatedly, "It's just hearsay!" Since there was no conclusion, the cave quickly returned to its original bustle.
Other tourists came here after hearing the news and wanted to buy a collection of golden and red leaves from He Lingchuan, and offered five taels.