Seeing that the old half-immortal was about to die, Tantai Xianling asked in confusion: "Old sir, are you okay?"
"Telling fortunes to dead people has cost me twenty years of my life. This is a disaster that I have been unable to calculate for half a year."
"Ah!" Tantai Xianling apologized: "I'm sorry, old gentleman, I didn't mean it."
"God's will, God's will!" The old man looked like he could hardly breathe.
"Then what should we do now? Are you okay?" Yang Qian asked with concern.
"If you need anything else, ask me while I'm still alive." The half-immortal mathematician seemed to have figured out Yang Qian's thoughts.
"Oh, let me ask again about Ximen Yu. Is it really a disaster to have no lifeline? Has such a person appeared before?"
The semi-immortal pondered for a moment and said: "When I first see it, the entire universe is an ideology. People who have no lifeline are like people who should not be alive. Once they die."
"What will happen?"
"Once he dies, there will be no information about him in the whole world. This person will no longer exist in your minds, as if he has never existed. His parents don't know that his son was born. Maybe his parents will know.
, once aborted an unborn child." Said the half-immortal old man.
"Ah, what you mean is that Ximenyu should have aborted his mother when she was still pregnant, but the result was a confusion of yin and yang. Ximenyu was not aborted, but was born, so there was no lifeline. Between yin and yang
According to the discussion, Ximen Yu should be dead now. Once Ximen Yu dies, it will be like returning to the right track. His parents only know that a child was aborted, and no son Ximen Yu was ever born."
After thinking about it for a long time, the half-immortal said: "Maybe!"
Ximenyu snorted: "Nonsense, monstrous words to confuse the public. When I was in high school, my parents thought I was dead. How come they still remember me after so many years?"
Even a semi-immortal hummed: "Were you really dead at that time? You just went up the mountain to learn skills, were you dead?"
"Uh, okay!"
Seeing that Tantai Xianling couldn't get anything out of him if he asked again, he said, "Old sir, you should have a good rest first. We won't disturb you for now. I'm really sorry for shortening your life. I will do everything possible to compensate you."
"It doesn't have to be like this. This is fate. I am already one hundred and eighty-three years old. I have stolen hundreds of years of life from God. This sudden catastrophe may be destined. God sent the God of Death to take me back.
Life span." After the old man finished speaking, he sat down on the chair.
"Old sir, take care of yourself," Tantai Xianling said.
However, the half-immortal lowered his head and did not answer.
"Old sir?" Tantai Xianling called again.
Yang Qian said: "He has no heartbeat and is dead."
"Ah, he died suddenly." Tantai Xianling and Ximen Yu both felt unbelievable that they suddenly died of old age.
It is normal for a person who is so old to suddenly lose twenty years of life and die of old age in an instant. Even if the half-immortal has lived for such a long time, he can calculate his final disaster every time and avoid it every time.
, so, after living to more than one hundred and eighty years old, it was as if God had not taken him away. However, this time, when Ximenyu arrived, he could not calculate the arrival of Ximenyu, as if Ximenyu was sent by God to harvest him.
Like the God of Death who has a long lifespan, he told Ximenyu's fortune. Because Ximenyu had no lifeline, it was like telling a fortune to a dead person. His lifespan was immediately shortened, and he had no time to take any evasive measures, and finally died.
Ximenyu didn't know whether this was a series of coincidences or God's deliberate arrangement. What Ximenyu was thinking now was, why did he not have a lifeline?
"Alas!" Tantai Xianling sighed and said, "Old sir, you have been on your way well. It is a pity that the world is missing you. From now on, there will never be anyone as accurate as a fortune teller."
"Let's go! I'll ask someone to bury the half-immortal in a grand way," Tantai Xianling said.
"Go? Where to go? Ximenyu still doesn't know what the future will be like."
Tantai Xianling said: "Then you just wait for me here, I will go back to find out what the Nangong family is doing."
"Okay" Ximenyu nodded.
Yang Qian said: "Then Ximen Yu and I will bury the half-immortal here. There is no need for a grand burial. The half-immortal should be a person who is indifferent to fame and wealth, otherwise he would not live in seclusion here."
Tantai Xianling left, leaving Ximenyu and Yang Qian in the valley.
Ximenyu must call the master immediately, no matter what, so that they can prepare.
"Ximen Yu, could the palm you just showed to the half-immortal be someone else's hand that you received?"
"Nervous, not, okay, depressed, what nonsense, nonsense, I won't talk about it anymore, I want to make a phone call first."
"Um!"
Ximenyu immediately called the master.
"Hey, Ximenyu, where are you?"
"Master, I'm afraid I've gotten into trouble again."
The great master was silent for a moment and asked, "Please explain clearly."
"I couldn't help it and killed four strong men from the Nangong family. I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold it back at that time. Tantai Xianling said, the consequences are probably very serious. I'm afraid that the Nangong family will attack you, so I'm informing you.
Leave China."
The master did not get angry, only sighed heavily.
"I can't leave for a while, Ximenyu, how many people can your flying boat hold?" Grand Master asked.
"If you squeeze a little bit, the first one should be fine."
"Well, then you'd better take your parents and other relatives with you before the Nangong family completely reacts, and then come to the mountains to pick us up. Hurry, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave if it's too late."
"Okay!" Ximenyu flew away immediately.
"Ximen Yu, aren't you waiting for Xian Ling's notification?" Yang Qian asked.
Ximen Yu said: "Wait for her to notify you. I'm afraid it will be too late, so I'd better be prepared to withdraw. Yang Qian, if I withdraw, I won't appear in China for several years or even decades. Goodbye."
"Ah! It takes so long." Yang Qian was very reluctant to let go. Ximen Yu was her best friend.
Of course Ximenyu must be prepared to leave China for a long time.
Don't say that Jingmen will protect geniuses like Ximen Yu. People who think so probably haven't understood the meaning of Jingmen.
The so-called Jingmen is formed by many, intricate families and various large and small forces.
It's like a rope, made up of many threads twisted together. Among them, the royal family are naturally one of the thickest threads in the rope. If you break a few very thin threads, the whole rope will be fine.
It is still strong, but if a few of the thickest threads are missing, the entire rope will lose a lot of tension.
The only people in Jingmen who can protect Ximenyu are a few other families whose power is not weaker than the Nangong family, and the idle and powerful men in Jingmen who have no family, but it is obviously impossible.