Su Xinglan's eyes were about to burst and his forehead was filled with anger.
"No, it's fake, it must be fake."
He roared hysterically, but could not make any sound: "Old man Gu said that he had personally investigated and found that as long as monks below the thirteenth level of true immortal are allowed to enter, the blessed land will never collapse."
"Why? Why is this happening?"
"Is it wrong to predict the future by knowing the fortune-telling dharma, or have I inadvertently fallen into the trap of the old woman in Dongyang?"
Forcing himself to calm down, Su Xinglan rushed out of the door.
Gone, the pair of golden eyes at the end of the sky disappeared without a trace, no trace could be found.
The civet cat that had left in anger was lying in the corner of the flower bed, sleeping, and knew nothing about it.
Su Xinglan swallowed sluggishly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his scalp felt numb.
Yes, unprecedented fear permeated his whole body, making his back feel chilly and bone-chilling even in his soul body.
"No, I have to go out, I have to leave the hidden world."
After feeling panicked and helpless, Su Xinglan said with determination: "No matter whether the scene I saw is true or false, I can't afford to bet."
"I can't gamble with Ningzi's life and just watch..."
"Ning Zi, Huo'er."
"The three of us came to the fairyland together, so we should return to China safely together."
"I don't ask for the great road of saints. If you have it, you will have it. If you don't have it, you won't have it. I don't care about it."
"But we must all live and stay alive."
Clenching his teeth, Su Xinglan silently calculated the days until he would arrive in the hidden world, and deduced from this that there were only ten days left until the Xuanyin Undersea Cave Paradise would open.
"Ten days, can I leave the hidden world in ten days?"
"Is it still too late then?"
"Will the old lady of Dongyang let me go?"
After asking himself three times in a row, Su Xinglan was extremely anxious.
"No, I can't just wait here for her to give me the results."
"I have to fight for myself, I have to find another way."
"Can......"
"Hey, I don't seem to have any treasures in my hands that I can exchange with her, which can make a master of the ninth realm of semi-saints excited."
Scratching his ears and cheeks, Su Xinglan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, circling around the beams and pillars under the eaves.
Helpless, he sighed.
"Hey, if you want to turn around, don't disturb my rest here."
"It's so noisy that I won't be able to live in peace for a while."
In the corner of the flower bed, the dozing civet cat opened its eyelids slightly and cursed angrily: "You just lost your body temporarily, you didn't really become a lonely ghost."
"Why are you so anxious? You have to trust Mr. Dongyang."
Su Xinglan was about to speak, hoping to ask the civet cat to inquire about the old woman's private affairs in Dongyang, looking for opportunities.
But at this moment, the burning sensation that had faded from his eyebrows came again.
"kindness?"
The corners of his eyes twitched, and he tried hard to maintain his surface calm.
Firstly, he had expectations, and secondly, he didn't want the civet cat, whose cultivation level was much higher than his, to notice.
After all, knowing the destiny and dharma is the foundation for him to stand in the immortal world and the hidden world.
The reason why the old woman from Dongyang did not kill him and was willing to bargain with him patiently was because Su Xinglan had a destiny.
This is his biggest reliance at present.
Therefore, he cannot help but not pay attention to it and not be wary of it.
"Buzz buzz."
The buzzing sound like locusts looming over the environment continued to sound in my mind, and after a flash, scattered pictures began to float.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
After sustaining it for a dozen breaths, the unique vision that outsiders could not perceive slowly disappeared from the depths of his mind.
Su Xinglan's eyes sparkled, and his frustration was swept away.
Because he saw a shocking secret belonging to the old woman in Dongyang that no other person knew.