Chapter 400: Chapter 396: The Fortune-telling Old Daoist Chapter 400: Chapter 396: The Fortune-telling Old Daoist The blue jade plate was the very object that he had snatched from the bald man.
Over the past few days, he had carefully studied it and finally cracked the prohibitions on the jade plate, revealing its content.
The text on the jade plate docunted a technique called “Bi Bo Technique,” which was likely the inherited technique of the Bishui Sect.
Although this technique was also profound, it was inferior compared to the Naless Cultivation Technique, and he naturally wouldn’t cultivate it. The reason he was still cherishing this jade plate was that it recorded three spells—Yong Quan Technique, Thousand Rain Needle Technique, and Whirlpool Slash—at the end.
The three spells were conventional water spells and weren’t advanced at all. Most of the bigger sects would have them, but Shen Luo was really interested in them.
While the Water Manipulation Technique in the Naless Cultivation Technique was extraordinary, it lacked specific spells like these. He felt constrained during fights, like having enormous strength but a lack of dexterous combat moves, making it hard to bring out the strength of this technique.
After studying these spells, he experienced an eye-opening realization. The intricate Water Manipulation Technique had finally found an outlet to be unleashed.
However, these spells also had many loopholes. Especially, the transformations of the Water Manipulation Technique were far less sophisticated than those in the Naless Cultivation Technique.
While Shen Luo was pondering over these three spells, he also constantly improved them using the Naless Cultivation Technique and has already made significant progress.
Unfortunately, his journey had been quite smooth so far, and he hadn’t had the opportunity to use them.
He shook his head and discarded the ssy thoughts in his mind, then turned his gaze toward the county town outside the window.
His visit to Tang Qiu County City this ti was to find the Thousand-Year Spirit Milk. According to the jade slip in his dream, the spirit milk was hidden inside a stone at the front gate of a wealthy man’s house in Tang Qiu County City.
However, the jade slip didn’t ntion the surna of this rich man. Moreover, Tang Qiu County City was large, at least three tis bigger than Chunhua County. There were at least hundreds, if not thousands, of landlords here. It would be a hassle to find the right one.
But this pertained to his lifespan, and no matter how troubleso it was, he had to try his best to find it.
Moreover, he had already prepared for it to not completely wander in the dark.
Shen Luo tapped his fingers lightly on the table, planning his next move, when a commotion from below interrupted his thoughts.
He furrowed his brow and looked down from the window.
He saw several people gathered at the entrance of the restaurant below. Among them was a white-robed old Daoist, with white hair and a youthful complexion. His robe fluttered in the wind, and he had a look of an immortal deanor.
The white-robed old Daoist held a green bamboo pole, on which hung a piece of white cloth with four big characters—”Immortal guidance”—written on it. He seed to be a fortune teller and was arguing with the restaurant owner and a clerk.
After listening for a while, Shen Luo understood that the white-robed old Daoist had co uninvited to evaluate the geomantic on of the Red Xiang Pub.
The restaurant was busy with business, and the owner had no ti for a fortune teller. He offered a dozen copper coins to the clerk to send the old Daoist away, which made the white-robed old Daoist quite angry. He publicly criticized the poor feng shui of the Red Xiang Pub and claid that if it wasn’t properly rectified, the business would be dood to the downfall.
As businessn valued their fortunes and prosperity, the restaurant owner couldn’t tolerate the old Daoist accusing him at will, thus they began to quarrel.
“I, the old Daoist, am the thirty-sixth-generation disciple of Xin Xiang n, Xuan Zhen Daoist. Our sect’s Sky Gang God Calculation can understand the Heavenly Dao and predict the past and future. Shopkeeper, looking at your face, although your Heavenly Court is full, there’s a small scar beneath your eyes in the Tear Palace which blocks the fortune of your offspring. Despite many wives and concubines, you still have no descendants. Am I right?” The white-robed old Daoist chuckled, patted his sleeve, and declared composedly.
The shopkeeper was taken aback upon hearing this.
He was over forty, had married won and concubines from three households, but had no children.
This was a worry he always had and tried his best to conceal it for fear of gossip. The white-robed old Daoist had discovered this secret, so the shopkeeper was torn between anger and embarrassnt while also feeling shocked. He stood there stupefied.
“Shopkeeper, your eyebrows are sparse and sharp. There’s a small mole at the end of your left brow, which represents your parents. Your father has passed away, and your mother is sick and in pain, am I right?” The white-robed old Daoist stroked his beard and continued.
The shopkeeper was startled again, clearly the old Daoist’s words were on point again.
Onlookers nearby who saw this also exclaid in amazent.
Seeing this, Shen Luo upstairs was also a bit surprised.
“Destiny is illusory, changing every mont. I always thought these fortune-telling divinations were all frauds. Who would have thought this old Daoist could see the fate of the shopkeeper’s parents and children. Is there really a supernatural power to reckon destiny in this world?” he thought to himself.
“Daoist master, what you said is correct, but these things are not hard to find out. With a bit inquiry, you could have known, it’s no big deal.” The shopkeeper was in disbelief but was unwilling to admit it and shook his head.
“Hehe, since shopkeeper doesn’t believe in the past, let predict your future.” The white-robed old Daoist laughed lightly, took out three copper coins from his pocket, shook them three tis in his palm, and then sprinkled them on the ground.
The scattered copper coins rolled around on the ground and soon stopped.
Everyone’s gaze followed these coins, including Shen Luo’s.
However, he knew nothing about fortune-telling, so he couldn’t understand the subtlety.
“This divination is Li Gua, which represents fire, indicating that there will be a fire in this restaurant today.” The white-robed old Daoist lightly gasped, bent over to pick up the three copper coins, and he announced calmly.
The shopkeeper turned red with anger, but with the old Daoist predicting his parents and children’s situations so accurately, he didn’t dare to reproach him casually. His face instantly beca flushed.
Shen Luo was half-convinced. However, he chuckled the next mont, glanced at the backyard, and got up to go downstairs.
“Fire, sobody set the firewood shed in the backyard on fire! Put it out!” A cry of alarm suddenly echoed from the backyard of the Red Xiang Pub.
In the backyard, a pile of firewood was engulfed in flas by the wall, with thick smoke billowing upwards.
The shopkeeper was stunned, as were the guests in the restaurant.
“Hurry up and put out the fire!” The shopkeeper instantly reacted and shouted.
A few clerks from the shop hastily ran toward the backyard, while the custors in the restaurant burst into a discussion, looking at the white-robed old Daoist with respect.
Just at that mont, a large wave of water suddenly materialized above the firewood, and “whoosh,” it poured down, extinguishing most of the flas.
The kitchen clerks didn’t know what just happened, they all just stood there dumbfounded.
“What are you staring at? Hurry to put out the fire!” The clerks from the shop rushed over and shouted.
The kitchen staff finally snapped out of it and hurriedly rushed to put out the fire.
Most of the flas on the firewood had been put out, and after spraying and batting at it for a while, they quickly extinguished the rest of the fire.
At the entrance of the pub, the shopkeeper was totally convinced about the white-robed old Daoist.
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