I am devoted to the Tao

Chapter 62: Can’t you match me with a normal person?
Jiang Chuan looked hesitant and spoke cautiously.

"Senior Bai, excuse me, have you ever had your fortune read by a senior from the Wanmu Dao Palace?"

Bai Mengqiu's pretty face was full of confusion: "Why are you asking this?"

"I think it's too dangerous to be around you!"

Jiang Chuan swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He simulated several times, but the simulation with Bai Mengqiu was the most dangerous, no doubt about it!

The pursuit by the Maha Temple can be explained by the conflict between the Bodhi Temple and the Maha Temple.

He almost came into conflict with Ning Surong, the Queen of Taicang Dynasty.

When he was in Ziwei City, the elders of Ziwei Star City were determined to see his strength.

As the saying goes, swords have no eyes.

When monks fight, even if they stop at a certain point, casualties may still occur.

Jiang Chuan broke through to the fourth realm on the battlefield, ending the fight.

Otherwise, Ziwei Star City might send out disciples of the fifth realm to fight Jiangchuan.

It’s hard to say what the ending will be then.

Now we have come to the former site of the Netherworld Sect.

It is no exaggeration to say that whenever he followed Bai Mengqiu, he was either on the way to danger or encountering danger.

Then think of Master Bai Mengqiu, a cultivator who broke through to the ninth realm and was seriously injured by a thunder tribulation.

Jiangchuan felt more and more creepy.

"I just feel that Senior Bai is extraordinary. He was able to get such an opportunity and escape safely. He is very much like the person with great luck recorded in Taoist books as having an immortal destiny."

"Impossible. There have never been many people born with the destiny of an immortal. If she really was one, she wouldn't be at the sixth level now."

As Patriarch Ziyun spoke, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram appeared above his head.

The Tai Chi Bagua diagram exuded a mysterious aura and slowly rotated above the head of Ancestor Ziyun.

The next moment, a surprised voice came from the mouth of Ancestor Ziyun.

"Huh? This is..."

"Ancestor, what's wrong?"

"See for yourself."

Ancestor Ziyun raised his hand and patted Jiangchuan on the head, and Bai Mengqiu in Jiangchuan's sight suddenly changed.

A colorful auspicious cloud appeared out of thin air above Bai Mengqiu's head.

The colorful auspicious clouds seemed to be condensed from divine light and shone like the bright moon.

Rays of auspicious colors hung down from the colorful auspicious clouds, making Bai Mengqiu, who already looked like the goddess of Luo River, look even more sacred.

If you look closely, you can faintly see treasures such as Ruyi, golden gourd, and treasure bottle among the colorful auspicious clouds.

"What kind of fate is this?"

"I don't know." Ancestor Ziyun said in a voice transmission.

Jiangchuan: "."

You've been busy for a long time, and now you tell me you don't know?

Ancestor Ziyun continued to transmit: "This is the first time I have seen Bai Mengqiu's fate."

"Auspicious clouds represent good fortune and luck, with nine being the pinnacle. The fact that Bai Mengqiu has obtained seven colors is enough to demonstrate the greatness of his luck. However, just having seven-colored auspicious clouds is nothing special. After all, there are countless cultivators with great luck in history."

"The most important thing is the golden gourd in the auspicious clouds. In Taoist scriptures, the golden gourd represents warding off disasters and avoiding calamities."

“Even with the Ruyi, the Treasure Bottle and other treasures, I still can’t tell what Bai Mengqiu’s fate is.”

"It has great luck and can ward off disasters and calamities!"

Jiang Chuan's heart was filled with a huge wave: "Isn't this the son of destiny? No, the daughter of destiny?!"

Then Jiang Chuan thought of something and sent a message again.

"Ancestor, if the disaster is driven away by the golden gourd transformed from Senior Bai's fate, will it disappear?" Ancestor Ziyun gave Jiangchuan a blank look.

"What's wrong with your brain? How come you don't even understand what I'm saying? If it's called warding off evil, then dispersing it should be called eliminating disasters and calamities."

Jiangchuan: "."

If I can’t beat you!
Forget it, I won’t bother with a cat!

"Since the disaster will not disappear, it will inevitably shift."

Jiang Chuan's thoughts raced, "So Senior Bai's master, senior sister, and all the dangers I encountered were all caused by inheriting Senior Bai's calamities."

Jiang Chuan's face suddenly changed, becoming as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Damn dating simulator! Can't you just match me with a normal person?!"

"Either they were short-lived ghosts who died early, or some abnormal women, and now I've been matched with a disaster star!"

Bai Mengqiu's voice rang out, interrupting Jiang Chuan's thoughts.

"Have you figured out my fate?"

"Senior Bai, I've calculated that your fate is still two steps away from becoming an immortal."

Jiang Chuan said seriously, "You need to find a male cultivator with three kinds of luck to be your Taoist partner. With the help of his luck, you can elevate your destiny to that of an immortal. Only then will you have a chance to become an immortal."

That’s right, this Jiang is a person who possesses three kinds of luck.

Otherwise, how could one obtain the supreme inheritance of the three paths of immortals, Buddhas and demons, "The Infinite Yang Body", "The Future Stars Sutra" and "The Dark Sky Devouring Universe Sutra"?
"A person with three fortunes? Are you talking about Jian Miechen from the Sword Palace?" Bai Mengqiu frowned slightly.

Jiang Chuan was confused.

He didn't expect that there was no one else except him, Jiang.

There is actually someone in the Qingyuan Realm who can gather three kinds of luck!

"I won't shoot myself in the foot, will I?"

"But I am of the same generation as Jian Miechen's parents, and I am a Taoist companion to their son. Wouldn't that make me a laughing stock to all the cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm?"

Bai Mengqiu muttered to himself, then changed the subject.

"Forget it, I'll take you to get the opportunity first. We can talk about this later."

The auspicious clouds carried you, Ziyun Patriarch, and Bai Mengqiu, and flew for thousands of miles until they arrived in front of a bare mountain.

The mountain peak is about a thousand feet high and dark red, as if stained with blood. It gives people an ominous feeling.

Bai Mengqiu explained that every day at noon, a passage leading to a small cave would open at the top of the mountain.

[The channel will last for three breaths. Once three breaths are up, the channel will close.]

[Half an hour later, the passage opens. Bai Mengqiu takes you through the passage and leads you to the small cave left behind by the Netherworld Sect.]

"Is this the cave world of the Netherworld Sect?!"

Jiang Chuan was shocked when he saw the cave world in front of him.

In Jiangchuan's opinion, the cave world in front of him is more like an exquisite work of art than a world.

The earth is a huge piece of transparent crystal. Trees carved from gems of different colors are planted on the crystal earth to decorate the earth.

"This world is flashy and impractical. Why did the ancestors of the Netherworld Sect open up such a cave world?"

Ancestor Ziyun jumped down from Jiangchuan's head and landed on the crystal ground.

"I don't know. However, our most urgent task is to find the soul crystal. The soul crystal is..."

Before Bai Mengqiu could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

The ethereal sound of Tao is like an immortal discussing Tao in the sky, or like an immortal king preaching, explaining the profound meaning of Tao, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.

"How could the sound of Tao appear out of nowhere?" Jiang Chuan looked puzzled.

"Of course we made it. Do you think you are a true immortal who has come to the mortal world and can make the Great Dao send down the heavenly sound?"

Accompanied by a sound like the friction between metal and iron.

A figure in a black robe fell from the sky and landed in front of Jiang Chuan and Bai Mengqiu.

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