Immortal, save me!

Thinking of the old man and the fox who had helped them, Luo Jin said, "Ayin has a high level of cultivation and is not far from becoming an immortal. According to the information we have so far, I'm afraid we will be separated after Ayin becomes an immortal."

As for the so-called immortals, they have only met those two in Xianling Continent so far, but they seem to have something to hide. In Xuanling Continent, he has not seen those who have truly ascended to become immortals. Only in Li Kingdom there is a legend of someone ascending to heaven in broad daylight. The people in that illusion are blurry, as if separated by tens of millions of years.

Mo Yin held his hand tightly, his voice calm and firm: "We will not separate."

Luo Jin asked with a smile: "How do you know that we won't separate?"

Mo Yin: "...I have never thought about becoming an immortal, nor have I thought about being separated from you. I have no desires in my heart, and you are the only thing I think about."

"So Jin, I'll wait for you."

Luo Jin clenched his fist: "Okay, I will practice hard and won't let A Yin wait too long!"

He was filled with a sigh of relief. Whether for A Yin or for himself, he had to practice hard and catch up with A Yin as soon as possible!

In the evening, the two men met up with the Qin brothers. Judging from their expressions, they had obviously received some news and were thinking about it.

"Do you want to rest? If you're not tired, how about we set off now?"

Luo Jin nodded: "Okay."

The few of them stayed silent along the way, sitting on the back of the crane with their eyes closed to rest. Luo Jin closed his eyes and practiced silently. With Mo Yin beside him, he was not worried about his safety.

The next morning, several people arrived at Tianyan Sect, and Luo Jin and the other person followed the Qin brothers into the sect.

Compared to the magnificence of the Yuling Sect, the Tianyan Sect appears to be more low-key and majestic. From afar, one can see towering mountains, dense forests, and misty clouds, giving it the aura of an immortal sect.

The Tianyan Sect has a large-scale formation, and the spiritual energy inside and outside the sect has obvious levels, which should have the same function as the barrier outside the Li Kingdom.

Luo Jin took a deep breath, and the abundant spiritual energy made him excited.

Along the way, Luo Jin met many disciples of Tianyan Sect who were practicing hard, and Qin Haisheng also introduced the situation of Tianyan Sect to them.

Qin Haisheng pointed to a hilltop and said, "That is Divination Peak. Originally, Master Wen was teaching disciples there. I wonder what happened some time ago? His position was replaced by his direct disciple Wang Youyin."

Qin Haisheng was very shocked when he heard the news. Although his eldest senior brother was better than his master in divination, it was unprecedented for a disciple to replace the master. They tried to persuade his eldest senior brother for a long time, but he refused to tell them the reason.

Mo Yin looked in the direction of Divination Peak and said, "Can we go there?"

Hearing this, Qin Haisheng and Qin Mingyue both looked over. Firstly, this man was really taciturn, as it was usually Luo Jin who talked to them, and secondly, the content of his questions.

Qin Mingyue asked: "Is the person you are looking for at Divination Peak?"

Mo Yin nodded.

Qin Mingyue said, "You can come in, but you need to let them know. Recently, the head of Divination Peak has been replaced by the eldest brother. Given his temper, I'm afraid it won't be easy for him to let you in."

Qin Haisheng asked curiously: "By the way, we don't know who you are looking for. If we know the name, we can send someone to find out the situation."

Mo Yin: "Wen Junyao."

Qin Haisheng repeated: "Wen Junyao, Wen Junyao... Why does this name sound so familiar?"

Qin Mingyue: "That's Uncle Wen."

Qin Haisheng exclaimed, "It's Uncle Wen. How can I explain this? The eldest brother is very attached to Uncle Wen. If you want to see him, it's better to go when he's not with Uncle Wen."

When he mentioned Wang Youyin, his voice lowered, mainly because their eldest senior brother's temperament was really difficult to deal with.

Qin Mingyue looked at the two and said, "We will first find someone to arrange a place for you to stay. As for meeting Uncle Wen, we will take you there after we understand the specific situation of Divination Peak."

The main reason was that the news they had received before said that Uncle Wen was in solitary confinement, and if they wanted to see him, they needed the sect leader's consent. However, because of the eldest senior brother, they should not need the sect leader's consent to see him. In short, they should understand the situation first.

Mo Yin: "Okay, thank you."

After separating from the two, Luo Jin said, "Brother Wen... is very good at divination. He should know that we are here. Don't worry, A Yin."

Mo Yin: "Not worried."

Luo Jin looked at him without saying anything.

Mo Yin: "We will meet each other eventually, it's just a matter of time."

He was really not worried. Everyone has his own path to follow, and fate is ever-changing. No one knows whether their destiny is going according to the established settings until the last moment.

Just like he had never imagined a thousand years ago what would happen next with Luo Jin. Before the great war between immortals and demons, Brother Wen had once divined for him, and the result showed that he would have a calamity during the war, but things would go much more smoothly after that.

One drink and one peck, could it be a predestined decision.

Even those living in the present are not sure what the future holds and how to proceed. They can only go with the flow and do their best to leave room for choice for the future.

At the Divination Peak, Wen Junyao stared at the divination result in a daze. He and Mo Yin were of similar age. Mo Yin spent most of the time in deep sleep and had a high level of cultivation. His life span was much longer than his, while his cultivation was not high and divination was extremely exhausting, so it was already long enough for him to live for more than a thousand years.

If he had not come from the Penglai Fairy Mountain, his life span would have been even shorter. By calculation, he should not have lived to be two thousand years old.

He sighed softly, turned around and walked to the pool to look at his reflection. The young man on the water was handsome and elegant, with a tired look on his face, and a few strands of white in his hair.

Brother Wen is here, maybe he should do something for him.

He had an idea in mind, so he returned to the table and used his spiritual power to divine again...