Chapter 519 519 Offering Incense 29

Feng Mian's voice asking for divination became louder and louder. Feng Mian's brows showed a somewhat complicated look. Finally, he slowly stroked his sleeves and said helplessly:

"That's all, since you all want to know, then I'll give you a hexagram!"

Feng Mian's voice was very soft, but the moment he spoke, the entire conference center immediately fell silent.

Everyone's faces showed joy, and they seemed to be sure that as long as he took action, the matter would definitely come to light.

There was only a hint of sadness in the old woman's eyes. She sighed faintly and called softly: "Brother Feng..."

Feng Mian smiled in her direction and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, little Lingdang, it's just divination!"

The old woman moved her eyes away and wiped the corners of her eyes, but said nothing more.

Mingyue looked at the scene in front of her, and suddenly remembered what old man Qingyu once said, the secret must not be leaked.

Trying to pry into the secrets of heaven must pay a certain price.

And divination... is naturally about spying on heavenly secrets.

The fact turned out to be exactly what Ming Yue thought. The three copper coins in Feng Mian's hand fell on the table. He reached out to touch the position and surface of the coins, but with each coin he touched, his brows became tighter.

When he touched the third copper coin, he suddenly stopped. His whole body seemed to be nailed there, and he didn't make any movement for a while.

Others were anxious when they saw this, and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked:

"Mian Lao, what's wrong with you? Why don't you say anything? What is this hexagram like?"

"Yes, Mian Lao, what exactly did you see?"

"You should have figured it out, right? There is nothing in this world that you, Mr. Mian, can't figure out?"

"Who is it that destroyed those two sects?"

"sleep……"

Before they could urge him any further, Feng Mian suddenly made a 'pop' sound and spit out large mouthfuls of blood.

The blood was like broken blood-colored jade beads, dripping from mid-air to the ground and turning into gorgeous red flowers.

Then Feng Mian didn't even hold the copper coin in his hand, and fell straight down.

It was Qingyu who stood beside him and caught him subconsciously, otherwise he would have been smashed directly to the ground.

Mingyue couldn't help but took two steps forward, with a little worry on her face.

Although their acquaintance was short, Mingyue had a pretty good impression of Feng Mian, and since he might be someone who could relieve her worries, she would naturally worry about his safety.

Everyone in the room was shocked.

Someone asked in panic: "Mian Lao? What's going on? What's going on?"

"It's just divination. Why does it feel like I've been hit hard? Why is it like this?"

Someone took two steps back and lowered his voice: "Is this a backlash?"

"To be able to injure Mian Lao like this, it seems that the power to destroy the family is really capable."

"Yes, if something happens to Mian Lao, then Dengtianmen will..."

In just a moment, the conference room was filled with people, and everyone's attention had turned from the tragedy of annihilation to Feng Mian's importance to Dengtianmen.

Qingyu's face was earth-colored, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His hands holding his uncle couldn't help but tremble, and he screamed hoarsely: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? You are the guardian of Dengtianmen, you

But don't let anything happen, otherwise master will definitely kill me, uncle..."

The old woman who was sitting in the upper seat squeezed over with a cane. Her face was pale, and there was a serious and dignified look between her eyebrows.

After just one glance at Feng Mian, the old woman's eyes suddenly shrank violently and she bit her lips involuntarily.

Mingyue looked at the old woman's hand holding the crutch with keen eyes. She could not help but tremble, as if she was extremely afraid of something.

When the others saw the old woman coming, they couldn't help but show a bit of respect on their faces.

Qingyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but ask: "Elder Song, what happened to my uncle?"

The old woman's hand holding the cane had veins popping out, but in the end she turned her gaze to the bright moon.

"Girl, you..." The old woman obviously hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Feng Mian again, then seemed to finally make up her mind, gritted her teeth and said: "Girl, please save Brother Feng, as long as you are willing to lend a helping hand.

I am willing to repay with what I have learned throughout my life.”

Everyone in the conference room looked at Mingyue, probably because they didn't understand why it was her?

Even Mingyue was stunned. She couldn't imagine that things would turn out like this.

Moreover, "How can I save him? And, what price do I need to pay?" Mingyue asked calmly and calmly as all kinds of eyes focused on her.

Mingyue firmly believed that there was no free lunch in this world that could make this old woman pay the price of what she had learned throughout her life, so the price she had to pay was naturally very heavy.

Is it worth it? Then the old woman needs to lay out the bargaining chips of both parties before she can consider it.

"Actually," the old woman was about to say something, but when she saw so many pairs of eyes in the room, she changed her words: "You all should go back first. No matter what happens, wait until Brother Feng recovers."

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The people here come from various sects in the cultivation world, so naturally they are not truly united.

Originally, they wanted to know what happened to Feng Mian, how the 'savior' could save people, and what Feng Mian had planned.

But now that the old woman is driving them away, they really have no reason to stay. After all, this old woman's status is really extraordinary. She is an elder of the Qihuang Sect. She has superb medical skills and is an old woman who has lived for hundreds of years. No one wants to offend her.

people.

As the people in the conference room dispersed, even old man Qing Yu was sent away, leaving only Mingyue, Feng Mian and the old woman. The old woman's face finally showed deep sadness.

"Actually, these things should be kept secret, but you are an exception. Since Brother Feng has brought you back, these things should no longer be hidden from you. The story has to start more than three thousand years ago..."

More than 3,000 years ago, this world was still a world of cultivation. There was spiritual energy between heaven and earth for people to cultivate. As long as people cultivated to a certain level, they could ascend to another world.

But I don’t know since when, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth has become thinner and thinner, and it has become more and more difficult for people to practice. What’s even more frightening is that even if they reach a certain level, they can no longer ascend.

It seems that the connection between this world and other worlds has been blocked, or forcibly closed. Human beings can no longer ascend. There are more and more ordinary people, fewer and fewer cultivators, and the world of cultivation has also declined.

At that time, many sect leaders were unwilling to give up, so they moved their sects to barren mountains and ridges, thinking that they would make a comeback in the future when their spiritual energy recovered.

However, the spiritual energy in the world is getting less and less. Gradually, people in the world don't know about cultivating to become an immortal. Instead, they regard it as a legend.

From then on, the world of cultivation was completely separated from the secular world. Except for some big shots and special families, no one else knew about the existence of the world of cultivation and the existence of practitioners.
Chapter completed!