Prehistoric: Twin lotuses with parallel stems

Yao Ji and Yang Tianyou looked at each other, then looked at the person in front of them, their eyes full of suspicion.

After all, she is a genuine immortal, a celestial being.

Although looking at the entire prehistoric world, it is completely below the mainstream level.

However, in the human realm, many immortal cultivation sects rarely have even a few celestial immortals.

What's more, the various treasures on her body and the Taoist magical powers she cultivated made her strength far surpass that of ordinary celestial beings.

In Yao Ji's opinion, although she couldn't tell the depth of the man in green at the moment, it was obvious that the woman in green was not even an immortal.

But the woman was riding on the man's shoulders like this, and she naturally didn't believe what he said about how profound his cultivation was.

Yao Ji took another look at the little silver-haired girl following behind the two of them. She seemed to be a dragon, but she also couldn't sense her level of cultivation.

She had seen many powerful people. Because of this, after repeated scrutiny, Yao Ji was more inclined to believe that the person in front of her was a swindler.

Especially those who start by saying that someone is in trouble, and say things like "the forehead is black" or "there will be a bloody disaster". Isn't this the most common trick used by scammers?

If there really is a disaster, how could you not see it yourself?

"I wonder which immortal mountain and blessed land this immortal master is practicing in? Who is his master?" Yao Ji asked.

The suspicion in the question was extremely obvious, but in the end he did not directly say that Qingxuan was a liar, so he was more tactful.

In today's prehistoric world, it is common to introduce oneself as a master, and it is not considered rude.

"The place where I practice is not considered a fairy mountain or blessed land, so I won't mention it. As for my master, the Tao is my master. I follow the laws of heaven and earth and follow nature." Qingxuan answered seriously.

He sounds so mysterious, isn't he just a casual cultivator without a master? Yao Ji thought to herself, he is indeed a fraud!

That’s right, a person who has truly achieved success in spiritual practice would never easily tell fortunes for others.

You get nothing in return, but it only adds to the cause and effect.

Only some people who are not well-trained would pretend to be masters among ordinary people.

"Fellow Daoist said he wanted to tell fortunes for the two of us. Could it be that you are practicing the art of Tianji?" Yao Ji asked.

Qing Xuan shook his head: "No, but I do know a fellow Taoist who is good at this, and I know a thing or two about it. Moreover, different paths lead to the same destination. If you get one, you can see thousands. Simple deduction of the secrets of heaven should be no problem. Why? I don't look like someone who can deduce the secrets of heaven?"

"You are indeed different from the Tianji Dao cultivators that we have met. In my opinion, you really don't look like a Tianji Dao cultivator."

Qing Xuan didn't take Yao Ji's slightly sarcastic words seriously, and smiled and said:

"It's right that it doesn't look like it. Haven't you heard that the real person doesn't show his face? Don't be obsessed with appearances. Besides, I don't need a look like it. Believe it or not. It's a matter of personal fate. There's no need to force it."

"Really? Then how many years have you practiced?"

"So this fairy dislikes my young appearance? It is said that one should not be obsessed with appearances. Those who have attained the Tao live as long as the heaven and the earth. They are immortal and never grow old. How can the Emperor of Heaven, Haotian, look old?" Qingxuan asked Yao Ji with a smile.

Yao Ji's heart trembled and she stared at Qingxuan.

She was wondering whether the other party mentioned Emperor Haotian intentionally or unintentionally?

She was confused for a moment, after all, it was too abrupt for the other party to mention Haotian.

It was as if the other party knew her identity.

Yao Ji remained silent, her eyes flickering.

At this time, Yang Tianyou took two steps forward with a very sincere attitude.

"I wonder if the Immortal Master is serious about what he said about my fate being doomed to disaster?"

"Naturally it is true. Of course, whether you believe it or not is up to you."

Yang Tianyou glanced at Yao Ji secretly, and the latter nodded imperceptibly.

"Master, may I ask if there is any way to resolve this?"

Qingxuan smiled but said nothing.

Yang Tianyou hesitated, and after struggling for a while, he finally said, "Master, please teach me how to resolve this problem. I don't know..."

"Just pay half of the shells you have on you." Qingxuan replied.

Yang Tianyou was a little surprised. Shells were things that mortals had. As a newcomer to the path of cultivation, he still had some common sense.

He actually wanted the money and property of ordinary people? This made him suspicious.

But he was also relieved, after all, he didn't have anything to pay.

He was skeptical about Qingxuan and just wanted to give it a try.

"Let me pay for him." Yao Ji took out a bottle of pills at this time, which looked quite extraordinary.

Qingxuan just glanced at him casually, shook his head, and looked at Yang Tianyou.

Yao Ji frowned and felt even more strange.

Qing Xuan took the shell coins from Yang Tianyou, picked out a few and returned them: "Half is half, I don't like bargaining the most."

Yang Tianyou was stunned when he looked at the shells that were returned to him, and his eyes were unconsciously filled with a bit of respect.

This guy even calculated how many cowrie shells he had? He really is an expert.

Qing Xuan looked at Yao Ji at this time and tossed the shells in his hand: "The fairy's elixir is certainly more precious to ordinary people, but to me, it is no different from these ordinary shells. However, to you, it is completely different. The fairy does not take a mere bottle of elixir seriously, but these shells are half of your entire worth. Your sincerity is a little more than that of the fairy."

As he spoke, gold, silver and purple lights flashed at Qingxuan's fingertips, and then the three colors mixed into one, becoming colorless and condensing into a drop of water.

"Raise your hands."

Yang Tianyou didn't doubt it and raised his hand.

Qingxuan used water as ink and wrote a Taoist text. The text was imprinted on the palm of Yang Tianyou's hand and then disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

Yang Tianyou raised his palm and looked at it, there was nothing in it. Is that enough?

"Whether you can resolve the disaster or not depends on your own choice. I will give you four words."

"Please tell me from the Immortal Master."

"If you want to live, you must die first."

After Qingxuan finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the two of them. He played with the coins made of shells in his hand, took Qinglian and Long Ji away, and blended into the crowd.

"To live, one must die first?" Yang Tianyou was confused and turned to look at Yao Ji. "Fairy, can you explain what this means?"

Yao Ji shook her head. She couldn't see through the man in green at all. Even now she was not sure whether he was a charlatan or a truly capable monk.

She didn't understand the other party's methods. She used her spiritual sense to check Yang Tianyou's body and found nothing unusual.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, a strange look flashed in Yao Ji's eyes, but then disappeared.

Indeed, compared to that heaven, she should belong to the human world.

Yang Tianyou still doesn't know her identity and only thinks she is an ordinary practitioner.

It is precisely because of this that the sincerity and purity from beginning to end are so precious.