"Didn't you say it was a great thing? When did it turn into muddy water?"
Jiang Nan complained helplessly at this time.
When this old boy rushed over to him excitedly, he told himself.
Definitely a good thing.
Why has it become a messy thing now?
"Luck is always changing at any time."
Xu Banxian shook his head: "But this kind of thing will be a blessing and a misfortune in the future. The fact that we met this old gentleman here today is all due to fate. There is no use thinking too much. Let's talk about it after getting off the car."
Just treat this as an interlude.
Neither of them mentioned it.
A day later the train finally arrived.
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when we got off the bus. This is a plateau area after all, and the sun was still hanging brightly in the sky at past eight o'clock.
Jiang Nan stretched himself. After staying in the train for three days, he was indeed a little bored.
After identifying a direction, I randomly found a restaurant and ordered a piece of finger meat.
It tastes delicious.
Then we found a hotel to stay in.
However, neither of them slept or took a shower. They just waited quietly. Sure enough, half an hour later, the old man came.
Both parties went directly to the topic without any nonsense.
"Old man."
Xu Banxian took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly: "Nothing is 100% certain. I hope you can understand this."
"Of course I know."
The old man smiled slowly; "It is difficult for ordinary people to change one thing, but if you meet the son of destiny and those people with extremely strong luck, you can really change the direction of things in the world and the final outcome of things. You
Just calculate it for me with peace of mind, I can accept the result no matter what."
Xu Banxian nodded after hearing this.
Then he took out his fortune-telling copper coins from his pocket, but this time there were two more pieces of equipment.
A yellow and worn compass, and a set of silver needles.
Along the way, he also took out a yellow notebook from his pocket.
Putting a few things on the table, Xu Banxian took the old man's hand, pricked his index finger slightly with a needle, and took a little blood.
Then he took out Huang Bulaji's notebook, smeared blood on one of the pages and closed the book directly.
He took the compass and adjusted the direction. After choosing a place, he picked up all the copper coins and threw them upwards, then suddenly threw them underground.
Just then.
suddenly.
The originally locked doors and windows were blown open by an extremely strong wind. All the coins were blown away. The compass was blown away and fell heavily to the ground. I don't know if it was broken or not.
The most exaggerated thing is the yellow notebook.
Turning pages like crazy.
But it seems that the scarlet blood of the old man can be seen on every page.
After a few seconds, everything settled, as if nothing had happened, and only the mess inside the house was a reminder of what had just happened.
"God's will."
After Xu Banxian was stunned for a long time, he let out a long sigh, then packed up everything and looked at the old man expressionlessly.
He said slowly: "Old man, I can't figure it out. It's not that I can't figure it out, but God won't let me figure it out. Your coming here this time was extremely dangerous, with a narrow escape from death. No, it should be said that you will definitely die, but...
There are some more variables, you said
That's right, in this conference, a son of destiny has come, combining luck and destiny, which will change many things. We will all be affected by it. Your current game of chess has turned from a certain death game into a mess.
At least it’s much better than before.”
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The old man laughed loudly when he heard this: "Yes, yes, this is quite good news for me. This is the reward. Don't refuse. We all know your profession. You have spent your life to see through it."
Tianji, of course we have to pay."
As the old man spoke, he raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man did not speak. He took out a ring from his arms and threw it on the table. Then he helped the old man up and walked out slowly.
When he came to the door, the middle-aged man felt a little unhappy.
"Uncle, why do I think this guy is an old bastard? Why do you believe him so much? Isn't this money wasted in vain?"
The middle-aged man complained as he walked.
"What do you know?"
The old man smiled faintly: "Don't think he looks like a liar. In fact, I'm afraid his skills are not much weaker than his master. I came here this time to survive in the cracks. I wanted to find a way to survive on a road that is bound to die."
The road has now been found."
The old man's eyes revealed extremely profound feelings.
Looking slightly into the distance.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
The middle-aged man couldn't say anything, so he could only turn around and leave.
At this time, Jiang Nan and Xu Banxian were cleaning up the mess in the house.
"What on earth is going on?"
Jiang Nan then asked.
"Let me tell you, this is a grand event that only happens once in a hundred years in the world of immortality."
"oh?"
Jiang Nan was slightly startled after hearing this.
Although Jiang Nan has now officially become a member of the Immortal Cultivators, he has only just entered and does not understand many things very well.
If Xu Banxian'er hadn't been his guide.
It's really a black eye.
"Let me tell you the truth, in this ancient city in the Western Regions, there is a mysterious place called Shambhala, which is actually Shangri-La."
"I know that in one of your provinces in China, there is a city also called Shangri-La."
"Our place is not the real Shangri-La. In this city in the Western Region, there is a huge ancient city that only opens once a hundred years. Its name is Shambhala."
"In the words of ancient people, Shambhala is a paradise shaped like lotus petals, surrounded by snow-capped mountains, filled with flowers and plants, and shaded by trees, where people live and work in peace and contentment."
"And in the center of it, there is a huge palace, the Shambhala Palace."
"Actually, this is a paradise for practitioners. But when it was opened, an ordinary person entered accidentally and passed down the legend."
"You should be familiar with this ordinary person, his name is Tang Xuanzang."
Xu Banxian chuckled.
"Is there really such a place?"
I had actually heard of this legend before going to Jiangnan.
A person entered a place that he had never seen before. Whether it was the living conditions of the people or the language and culture, they were completely different from what he knew. But the next time he went there, he was left with nothing but desolation.
There are snow-capped mountains all around, and the city is no longer visible.