"Sir, I want to calculate my chances of getting married." Mo Ranchen changed his previous attitude and said respectfully.
Yang Chan had already come to Mo Ranchen and looked at the two of them curiously. She didn't understand why Mo Ranchen treated the fortune teller so respectfully.
And Yuan Shoucheng didn't know why Mo Ranchen suddenly changed his attitude.
Could it be that he has already discovered my identity? It's impossible. Mo Ranchen is just a mortal. I deliberately disguised myself just to test Mo Ranchen. There's no way he would recognize me so quickly, right?
"It's a marriage!" There was nothing strange on Yuan Shoucheng's face, but he looked a little unhappy when he saw Yang Chan beside him.
Yuan Shoucheng did not take out any sticks for Mo Ranchen to draw like other sorcerers. Instead, he waved the fan in his hand and said, "Your future marriage is destined by God."
Mo Ranchen waited and waited, but still didn't wait for Yuan Shoucheng's next words and asked: "That's it? It's gone?"
"No more." Yuan Shoucheng pretended to be profound, which made Mo Ranchen want to beat him.
"Sir, is there any difference between what you said and what you didn't say?"
This old man couldn't do it on purpose, right? Mo Ranchen was very unhappy.
"Marriage is destined by God. If you want to know, you can ask Yue Lao. It's useless to ask me." Yuan Shoucheng said with a smile.
"No, you put up a broken fan here, and you put it there for so long, and then it's over? You said marriage is destined by God? If I thought marriage was destined by God, why would I come to ask you?"
Mo Ranchen has long known that Yuan Shoucheng's identity is very mysterious. Now it seems that this guy is not from Heavenly Court and has something to do with Heavenly Court.
"Do you know him?" Mo Ranchen asked Yang Chan.
"I don't know him either, but he feels very familiar to me." Yang Chan shook his head and said.
Yuan Shoucheng smiled, pretending to be mysterious.
"You're not the Jade Emperor, are you?" Mo Ranchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and Yang Chan felt that he was a very familiar person. Who could it be?
"How is that possible?" Yuan Shoucheng denied it strongly.
Mo Ranchen didn't care what the other party said, he turned around and left. As for the fortune-telling money, that's all.
When Yang Chan heard what Mo Ranchen said, she was a little suspicious of Yuan Shoucheng. Moreover, she couldn't even see through the person in front of her, so she stepped forward.
"Old man, is your fortune telling accurate?"
"No, you young people, why are you so rude? Just ask me if my fortune telling is accurate? If not, can I come out and tell my fortune?"
Yuan Shoucheng said angrily.
"But I see, that person asked you to tell fortunes just now, but you didn't even calculate it. He said it was destined by God. If this person comes, you are destined by God. Why are they looking for you? Can't they all just pray to God?" Yang
Chan explained doubtfully.
"That's okay, little girl, if you have any doubts, you can pray to heaven. Maybe God can tell you the answer." Yuan Shoucheng said with a smile.
"Then let me ask you, figure out where my mother is. If you can't figure it out, I will blow up your stall." Yang Chan sat on the stool in front of Yuan Shoucheng, looking at him carefully.
Hearing Yang Chan talk about her mother, Yuan Shoucheng was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said: "Your mother, she is dead."
Yang Chan's mother is Yao Ji. Ordinary people can't calculate her life or death at all. The Yuan Shoucheng in front of him didn't even do the math and directly said that Yao Ji was dead. Obviously, this person already knew Yang Chan's identity, but
, Yang Chan can’t figure out who he is?
"How did you die?"
Yang Chan dropped the snacks in her hand and forgot to pick them up. She looked at Yuan Shoucheng and said, "If you dare to ask me to ask God, I will send you to heaven."
"This..." Yuan Shoucheng was helpless. Suddenly, he pointed in a direction and shouted: "Look, is that person your mother?"
When Yang Chan heard this, she looked immediately, but she could not find her mother. When she turned her head, Yuan Shoucheng had disappeared.
Yang Chan was very unhappy. If she didn’t know, she didn’t know, so she wanted to come out to tell people’s fortunes.
Yang Chan came to the City God's Temple and shouted: "City God, come out and see me."
"What important business does the Third Holy Mother come to Chang'an for?" City God walked out.
"Who is Yuan Shoucheng, the fortune teller in the city?"
Yang Chan asked seriously. What she meant was to tell the city god not to be careless.
"Even the little gods don't know." The city god shook his head helplessly and said.
"You, a mighty city god, don't even know who has appeared in your own realm?" Yang Chan frowned.
"Back to the Third Holy Mother, although the little god is the city god, he can't control those powerful people in heaven and earth."
Yang Chan left. Cheng Huang's words let her know that Yuan Shoucheng had an extraordinary identity. From his words, it could be seen that this was a powerful person in the world that he could not afford to offend. Suddenly, she thought of what Mo Ranchen asked,
Is this person really her uncle Haotian?
How can it be?
Mo Ranchen closed the door early and went back to practice. To be precise, he fell asleep directly, thinking about dreaming about his master.
Sure enough, soon after he fell into a dream, the leader of Tongtian Cult heard the call and appeared directly in his dream.
"Master, my disciple found that the speed of his cultivation is too slow. He is still in the early stage of refining the Qi. When can he cultivate the soul and become an immortal?" Mo Ranchen said hurriedly when he saw the leader of Tongtian.
own demands.
"Disciple, your cultivation is already very fast. If it were others, it would take several months to refine qi and transform into spirit. As for the state of refining qi and transforming into spirit, it would take decades."
The leader of Tongtian said that he loved and hated the apprentice he accepted by mistake. He loved him because his talent was good, but he hated him because he was too lazy and complained.
"Decades? So long? If you become an immortal, wouldn't it be a hundred years or a thousand years? Master, how about you give me some flat peaches, yellow plums, etc. I won't pick it up."
Mo Ranchen said in annoyance with a pained look on his face.
"Pan Tao, Huang Zhongli, these innate spiritual roots are not good for you. Even if you improve your cultivation level, you have no foundation. You can't beat others. If you go out in the future, you will be embarrassed as a teacher." The leader of Tongtian had a black face.
Wire.
"Master, is there no other way? It's too slow to practice like this." Mo Ranchen said without giving up.
"In today's ancient world, there is a lack of spiritual energy, which is why your cultivation speed is so slow. The method of cultivating immortals is now slower, but there is another method of becoming a god." Tongtian Cult Master explained.
"What method?" Mo Ranchen asked doubtfully.
"Belief becomes a god, feeds on the power of wishes, absorbs the faith of all living beings, and cultivates to become a god." said the leader of Tongtian.
"Does belief in becoming a god mean that you build a temple like the gods in heaven and use people's incense to practice?" Mo Ranchen asked.
"Absolutely, the gods in heaven mainly absorb faith through their divine status. Gods can only absorb the faith given by people because they have divine status. The way my teacher said that faith can become a god is as long as there are people in this world who believe in you.
, you can become a god with the help of their belief in you."