Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 490 Mountain God Temple, Infernal Hell

Mount Wutai, Gaohuai Town.

Every household in the town shut their doors and stayed out, lest they offend the cultivators and bring about a catastrophe.

There are demons dancing in the street, monks, Taoist priests, beggars, madmen...all kinds of evil spirits, walking around in arrogance, the popularity is much more lively than the last Wutaishan market.

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of monk stalls.

Of course, most of the traded goods are rubbish, and from Wei Dongliu's perspective, he doesn't even care about any of them.

Jiang Liwen was in high spirits, holding Wei Dongliu's arm, looking around. Feitian Yasha followed behind, dressed in a black robe, very low-key.

The reason why Witch Jiang is holding her arm is not because Wei Dongliu is greedy for her beauty, but because she wants to maintain a mysterious personality, and many things that are inconvenient to say and do can be handed over to the concubine—— That is to let the ginger witch disguise as his concubine.

Anyway, many members of the Devil's Cult would bring one or two concubines with them, and Wei Dongliu's doing so could be regarded as doing as the Romans do.

Master. Witch Jiang leaned her body against his chest and said sweetly, The stall of Lingxiu Mountain Sect is next to the well at the end of this street.

Where is the Six Paths Ceremony going? Wei Dongliu said that I am not interested in my apprentice's elixir, and you can buy it for me later.

What I care about is the Six Paths Ceremony and the clues to hell!

The Ginger Witch understood what he meant. He is also very helpless about the fact that he is obviously not the head of Tongxuan Sect, but is forced to take care of two apprentices.

But I need to use the old thief Wei's name to save my life, so I can only let him arrange it.

The ceremony will be held in the open space behind the mountain temple not far away. Witch Jiang said in a low voice, It's just that you must at least be in the Jindan state to enter.

Take me now. Wei Dongliu ordered.

Jiang Lian was slightly taken aback, and immediately filled his mind with countless possibilities.

really! This old thief Wei really can't be a foundation-building cultivator!

Now it's finally time to stop pretending, isn't it? So in fact you are a cultivator at the Golden Core Realm? Or Nascent Soul Realm? Could it be actually a fairy rank?

The two walked towards the mountain temple, but were suddenly stopped by a stranger on the side of the road.

Do you want to tell your fortune? The fortune teller, holding a cloth banner, said to Wei Dongliu with a smile on his face, and suddenly his expression turned serious, Oh, fellow daoist, I see that there is black air entangled in your heaven, which is a sign of blood!

Mr. Jian, what the hell are you doing? Witch Jiang and Wei Dongliu whispered, This Mr. Jian, although he came from the Jian family in Qingzhou, is not good at arithmetic.

It is said that even the majority of Jian's family in Qingzhou are ashamed to admit his existence, thinking that he is always bluffing outside.

What is unskilled? What is bluffing? Nonsense! the fortune teller with a three-inch long beard said dissatisfied, The old man is just used to say what people like to hear. If they understand it wrong, it means that the old man's arithmetic results are wrong. ?

Then you are right! Witch Jiang sneered, If you have the ability, do you dare to calculate on the spot, what will my future marriage be like?

Why don't you dare? The fortune teller raised his right hand, tapped his knuckles a few times, and suddenly said, Young Daoist Jiang, you will die in the future!

Nonsense. Jiang Liyan snorted angrily, Who is under the door of Fairy Caimo who is not covered by death? Don't talk nonsense, just talk about the marriage.

Marriage. The fortune teller deliberately elongated his voice, Are you sure you want to count this?

Fellow Daoist Wei, don't talk too much with this good-for-nothing... Witch Jiang made a gesture to pull Wei Dongliu away, but the fortune-teller said quickly, Okay, okay, I figured it out!

He pointed at Jiang Li and said:

I said that you have a death calamity, not without a reason. Your death calamity and your marriage complement each other.

Once your marriage comes, your death will not be far away. But if your marriage is to come true, you have to go through that death.

It makes sense! Witch Jiang clapped her hands and said mockingly, If my marriage fails, it's because of my death; if my death doesn't come, it's because of my marriage. Your statement is really impeccable. ! Talking all over the place, right?

I'll just say it! The fortune teller was furious, If you say it nicely, you will misunderstand it; if you say it badly, you won't believe it!

He leaned the bamboo pole of the cloth banner on the ground a few times, then turned and left angrily.

Friend Daoist Wei, let's go. Jiang Li said with a smile.

Flying Yasha. Wei Dongliu thought for a moment, then suddenly said, You first accompany Daoist Jiang to buy Ganlin Zhenlu.

Yes, master. Feitian Yasha responded immediately.

Jiang Liyan opened his mouth halfway, hesitant to speak.

She couldn't guess that Wei Dongliu was going to find the fortune teller!

Wei Dongliu didn't care what she thought, he just quickly caught up with the fortune teller and said:

Master Jane, can you do the math for me?

It's easy to say. The fortune teller immediately turned around and said with a smile, What do fellow Taoists want to count?

Calculate fate. Wei Dongliu said in a deep voice.

Fate... Mr. Jian pondered for a moment, then said, Before counting, I have to confirm with my fellow Taoist first.

Fate, do you believe in it?

Wei Dongliu frowned, and his heart moved:

Believe it, but dare not believe it.

What's the meaning of this? Mr. Jane asked in surprise.

If you believe in fate, you will be at its mercy. Wei Dongliu said seriously.

Mr. Jane thought for a moment, nodded and said:

It makes sense.

After thinking for a while, he pointed to the mountain temple in the distance and asked:

Fellow Daoist, have you ever been there?

Grandpa Jian is talking about the Six Paths Fa Conference? Wei Dongliu asked in surprise.

No, no, no. Mr. Jian shook his head, The Six Ways Dharma Assembly is in the open space behind the temple, I mean the mountain temple.

In the temple...is there any expert?

Mr. Jian didn't answer, but walked away gracefully with a cloth banner, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

People in the world only love gods, and they can't escape even if they don't know their fate.

Fellow Daoist, you can do it yourself.

He ran away directly, Wei Dongliu was silent for a moment, then turned around and strode towards the mountain temple.

Pushing open the door and entering the mountain temple, he saw that there was no one inside.

In the corner of the temple, there are a few scattered quilts, apparently homeless people once lived here temporarily.

It's just that there is the Six Paths Dharma Assembly behind the temple, how could it be possible for these people to stay in the temple, so they were kicked out early.

Wei Dong wandered around for a long time, but couldn't find any clues.

There is no way but to use wisdom.

A mirror, scan!

On the back of the statue of the mountain god, there are spatial fluctuations. Kunlun Mirror reminded.

Wei Dongliu used Taoism to turn the statue of the mountain god.

I saw the gold powder paint on the back of the statue, and the damage formed a line of big characters:

Abi Wujian.

And then? Wei Dongliu asked again.

Didn't you find it? Kunlun Mirror said in surprise, You have been teleported!

Wei Dongliu frowned, turned his eyes, and saw that the surroundings were still in the dilapidated environment of the mountain temple, and there was nothing unusual.

He turned and walked out of the temple gate.

Pushing open the door, where is the lively market in Gaohuai Town outside?

But it is located in an underground cave.