Two people were sitting on the pavilion drinking tea.
The majestic-looking man in green clothes is the emperor of the Kun tribe, and he can control the wind and waves!
The person drinking with him was an old man in white, a fortune teller!
"The Tianbang came to the world, and countless monsters were born. However, the Kun clan is in some decline. Master Xiang, what should I do?"
Yu Fengbo asked sincerely.
The physiognomist closed his eyes slightly and said: "Your Majesty, revitalizing a great clan cannot be accomplished in a day. Instead of pursuing the Kun clan, it is better to cultivate yourself."
"What's the meaning?"
"With the revival of spiritual energy, luck is rolling in, which will inevitably create many immortals and even immortals! For example, Your Majesty, you are already a first-level immortal!"
The fortune teller twirled his beard and spoke slowly.
"The world is undergoing great changes, and strong people are emerging in large numbers. In this new era, if you do one thing, you will definitely leave your name in history forever!"
"What's the matter?"
"There are no ascending immortals in the world. As long as your majesty seizes the opportunity to open a road to heaven, cross the gate of heaven, and ascend to the upper world, you will be the number one immortal in the era of Tianbang!"
The fortune teller raised his voice excitedly.
Yu Fengbo was a little moved, and immediately he frowned.
It is naturally his dream to become the first immortal to ascend, but how to open a road to heaven? Where is the road to heaven?!
The fortune teller stood up and said, "Your Majesty, please come with me."
"Does the fortune teller have any idea?"
"Um!"
The fortune teller led Yu Fengbo to a seven-story pagoda.
He pushed open the tower door, and the two of them went in and saw a vast sea of books.
The fortune teller said: "There may be records in the history books. As long as you search carefully, you may be able to find clues."
Yu Fengbo looked at the vast scroll and fell silent.
Do you have to see the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse?
Are you serious, fortune teller?
The fortune teller said: "I will ask one hundred fortune tellers to accompany you. In this way, we can guarantee that the books in this tower will be read within ten years!"
Yu Fengbo: "..."
He was dubious about this, but there seemed to be no better way.
only…
Check it out one by one!
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Lingzhou.
"Lord Blood Emperor hasn't come back yet??"
"Those humans are too stubborn. Killing them will probably take some effort from the Blood Emperor."
"Huh, when facing demons, wouldn't it be good to just surrender honestly? We only rule, we don't demonize them, so why resist?"
"So humans are all stupid!"
"Without the old Demon Emperor, the Blood Emperor can not only speak, but his thinking and strength are invincible!"
"I heard that there is a fortune teller in the human race. Lord Blood Emperor asked him to do divination for him, but he still put on airs! Why should he be so polite and kill him if he doesn't surrender! Is it possible that there is only one fortune teller in the world?"
"Lord Blood Emperor is here!"
Several demon attendants were whispering in the Shifang Hall. Suddenly the Blood Emperor returned to the hall, and everyone immediately stood respectfully.
"Lord Blood Emperor, is the fortune teller here?" a demon servant asked.
The Blood Emperor flicked his sleeves and sat on the skull throne. Hearing this, he glanced at him coldly and said nothing.
"Lord Blood Emperor, is the fortune teller here?" The demon servant was extremely curious.
The veins on the Blood Emperor's forehead twitched.
"Are you the Blood Emperor, or am I the Blood Emperor? Why don't you come and sit here?"
"Of course you are the Blood Emperor..."
The demon servant shut up angrily.
After a while.
An old man with a long beard appeared outside the hall. He was wearing a gray robe, his eyes were bright, and he was holding a huge book in his hand. He had a certain air of immortality.
He is a fortune teller.
Eight-foot fortune teller!
It's a devil!
There was a conflict between the Demon Cave and a human force before. The Blood King slaughtered the entire force, leaving only a five-foot fortune teller, because he needed the former to deduce the way of heaven for him.
But that human race was so ignorant that he would rather die than surrender, so the Blood Emperor did as he wished.
This eight-foot fortune teller is a loose demon. He was persecuted by Lu Shura in his early years. He heard that Lu Shura was dead, and the current Demon King was also abused by Lu Shura, which aroused empathy, so he took the initiative to help.
"Senior, please calculate for me, what is my luck?" The Blood Emperor stared at the old man, his eyes closed, as he was testing the old man's ability.
That day the fortune teller flipped through the book and said: "The Blood Emperor has great luck, as dense as clouds and fog, he is the proud man of heaven!"
The Blood Emperor nodded, and then asked: "I want to ascend to the upper world, what should I do?"
The fortune teller lowered his head and flipped through the book.
After a while.
He coughed and said confidently: "Take the road to heaven and open the gate of heaven!"
"How to do this?"
Hula la.
There was another frantic sound of turning pages.
The fortune teller said: "Because of the appearance of the Heavenly List, the fortune of the world has become more and more powerful. According to records in the Old Man's Book, there is a lost and forbidden land called Rama's Secret Realm. This Rama is the first immortal to ascend in the previous era!"
"
The Blood Emperor's pupils shrank, and he whispered: "Rama's Secret Realm...the first immortal to ascend...then...where is Rama's Secret Realm?"
"I'm not sure about this."
"Then what shall I do?"
"Wait, because the heavenly list brings billowing spiritual energy, Rama's secret realm is attracted by luck, and he may be born! It's just that my deduction from the heavenly book is a bit vague, but just wait."
"How long do we have to wait?"
The fortune teller lowered his head and turned over the heavenly book again.
"It is very likely that after the release of the next round of heavenly rankings, Rama's Secret Realm will appear!" he said firmly.
The Blood Emperor asked: "Is this the result given by the Heavenly Book?"
The fortune teller replied: "Uh...I calculated it myself."
Blood Emperor: "..."
There is still one year left before the next round of Tianban is released.
For a demon, it's not a long time.
Then wait for a year, and then go to the secret realm to look for clues to ascension!
The Blood Emperor thought to himself.
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Xuanji Gate.
Xie Feng searched for records about immortals in the library, especially those from modern times.
Because the modern era and the present are relatively close in time, there may be some clues about the ascension of his ancestors for him to explore.
Xie Feng browsed attentively, but his brows gradually wrinkled. He could not find any information on the ascension of immortals in modern times!
In the Library Pavilion, there are vast and complete historical books. Even the legendary lone copies can be found, so there is no limit to your horizons.
"Many information about the ascension of modern immortals has been deliberately hidden, modified, and erased, but the more ancient immortal information is recorded in detail and even more complete.
"Then there is only one conclusion. History has been modified! It can be seen from historical records that since ancient times, every immortal who has ascended to the previous level has had different opportunities..."
Xie Feng thought to himself.
His eyes suddenly flashed and he spoke firmly to himself.
"The path to becoming an immortal has completely different changes in each era, and with each era, the deeds of the previous immortals will be automatically revised and compiled, and the power of revision is the great road!"
In this era, Xie Feng wants to find his way to become an immortal, but the ancient immortal saint information is obviously not useful for reference.
Only ascendants from the modern era can give him a reference!
