Chapter 657: Four Seasons Divination Slips, Miraculous Encounter at the Summit

"What exactly is the effect of the divination brush?" Zhao Xing was very puzzled, because he discovered that Ling Ji had disappeared very weirdly.

"I don't know the specific effect of the divination brush either." Ji Si shook her head: "I only know that it is the only direct attack weapon among the ten supreme treasures of Fate Masters."

"And it, together with the 'No-Cause Slip' and 'Four Seasons Divination Slips', can form an absolute future."

"Absolute future." Zhao Xing was somewhat puzzled. Even if he wasn't a Fate Master, he knew that Fate Masters had a theorem that there was no such thing as an absolute future.

"Among the Fate Master supreme treasures, the 《No-Cause Slip》 can start a 'No-Cause' situation."

"That is, a consequence is born without any cause."

"For example?" Zhao Xing didn't quite understand.

"It's like the Extreme Land, the Primordial Qi Sea, or the Extreme Star suddenly being born at a certain moment." Ji Si said. "No cause can be found."

"When you realize its existence, it has already existed for a long time and has often undergone complex development."

Zhao Xing was speechless. As expected of one of the Fate Master supreme treasures, how could this be defended against?

"The Four Seasons Divination Slips can resolve 'Fate Ring' events."

"For example, you, Great Minister of Agriculture, once had a fate ring entanglement with Qing Qing Qing Yu Zi, which forced you to go to the Pingyi Great World to find him, and then go with him to find God King Yu Heng to complete the loop."

"If you had the Four Seasons Divination Slips, you wouldn't have been involved in the Qing Qing Qing Yu Zi event back then, and even if you were, you could have resolved it directly."

"I still don't understand how the divination brush, the Four Seasons Divination Slips, and the No-Cause Slip can form an absolute future?" Zhao Xing asked.

Ling Ji's disappearance was too weird. The feedback Zhao Xing obtained after opening the mountain was directly interrupted, and the Heavenly Eye could not see Ling Ji either, as if he had evaporated from the world.

If he were to say Ling Ji was also his guest, he was the sworn brother of the Island Master of Five Realms and had a host-guest causality with him.

As a True God, Zhao Xing could see this causality line clearly, but when the divination brush attacked Ling Ji, this line ceased to exist.

It wasn't broken, but simply didn't exist, as if he and Ling Ji had never had any interaction.

"Great Minister of Agriculture, I am not omnipotent. I have never possessed these treasures, so I don't know how they specifically take effect."

Ji Si pondered: "I can only guess that the divination brush possesses a kind of ability to erase the existence of a certain thing or object from the level of the Dao."

"That's why what you saw, Great Minister of Agriculture, was Ling Ji disappearing without any divine power fluctuations or any abnormalities."

Zhao Xing was startled: "Why does it sound a bit like the Boundary Repairing Brush of the Historians?"

Ji Si said: "Fate Officials and Historians, one cultivates the past, the other measures the future."

"Taking history as a mirror, one can measure the future."

"The two have commonalities to begin with."

"Powerful Fate Officials basically dual-cultivate the Great Dao of History. Similarly, if a Shi Guan dual-cultivates the Dao of Fate, it will also be much easier."

Zhao Xing nodded. Many professions are complementary, such as physicians and Ministers of Agriculture, who have had the saying that medicine and agriculture are inseparable for a long time.

Because physicians and Ministers of Agriculture both have the Six Theories.

There are also dancers and musicians who are basically dual-cultivators.

"A bit mysterious." Zhao Xing was full of confidence in climbing the mountain, but the sudden appearance of the divination brush blocking the road, and even Ji Si didn't know much about it.

It appeared suddenly and made a powerful Fate Master disappear.

Zhao Xing didn't even know whether Ling Ji was dead or alive.

Without a way to judge, it was hard to defend.

Even with a successor of the Ten-Phase Gate beside him, it might not be possible to avoid the attack of the divination brush.

The Ten-Phase Gate has ten types of inheritances, and the differences between them are relatively large.

Not to mention the Phase Masters, there are three factions among the Ministers of Agriculture, and the Self-Nature faction alone has the Extreme Mother Tree flow, Life Array flow, Mutant flow, Army-Explosion flow, etc.

The Island Master of Five Realms' strength was stronger than his own, and he was beside Ling Ji, but he didn't have a chance to react at all.

"The Fate Master's dungeon is really not easy." Zhao Xing sighed in his heart.

He rarely touched Fate Master secret realms before.

In the Yuanhai Dharma Assembly, when facing life-and-death crises, Zhao Xing didn't call Fate Masters for help.

Even when digging graves in the cemetery of the Illusion God Star System, he didn't dig the graves of Fate Masters.

This profession was full of evil from beginning to end, and it was not easy to provoke. Even after death, they could calculate people.

"Actually, Great Minister of Agriculture, you don't have to worry too much. There are still Hall Master Yun Ni and Palace Master Shen Zhen in front, as well as Shu Ji and Wu Xin, two pairs of masters and disciples, I can use them to block the disaster." Ji Si said.

"The probability of encountering the divination brush multiple times in the same location for the same supreme treasure is not high. If two groups of people encounter the divination brush in front, then the probability of us encountering it again is very small."

After Ji Si climbed the mountain, she was a ruthless fortune-telling machine. Except for Zhao Xing, all combinations were enemies in her eyes, including the Great Emperor and the Heavenly Master.

Even if she encountered the Qing Qing Qing Yu Zi combination or the Scholar Scholar Bowei combination, she couldn't have any mercy.

Because she was a successor of the Ten-Phase Gate, coming up the mountain was not only to compete for divinations but also to compete for the Dao-lineage.

The struggle for Dao-lineage is always a life-and-death struggle.

"You decide, I won't interfere."

Those who participated in the competition to climb the mountain were all prepared to lose divine element clones, or even have their true bodies die.

For example, Feng Chen, he was already doomed, because he had lifted the restrictions at the divination altar of the first checkpoint.

The combination of Feng Chen and General Lan Chuan had long passed the mountainside and was estimated to be close to the summit, but Feng Chen's life would be running out.

After the process of seeking a divination and asking about the Dao was finished, Feng Chen wouldn't even have time to go down the mountain and would die on the mountain.

After Ling Ji disappeared, the Island Master of Five Realms could only choose to continue forward himself. He could choose to use a lower-quality Fate Master puppet to replace his teammate.

It's just that without Ling Ji, the probability of his success in asking about the Dao was greatly reduced.

"Minister of Agriculture Zhao, why don't you go first?" Hall Master Yun Ni and Palace Master Shen Zhen had originally been ranked after the Island Master of Five Realms and Ling Ji.

They didn't see the existence of Shu Ji and Wu Xin, but they saw Zhao Xing and Ji Si waiting for a long time behind.

Zhao Xing didn't speak, just waved his hand coldly.

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If the other party was well-intentioned, he didn't need people to yield; if it was malicious, he wouldn't be fooled.

"Let's go." Hall Master Yun Ni didn't say any more.

Among the super forces in the Desolate Domain camp, only the Reincarnation Temple had no grace toward Zhao Xing, but rather some old grievances.

The recent one was the blockade of the Mysterious Yellow World, where a conflict occurred, and Ji Si was imprisoned because of it.

The distant one could be traced back to Zhao Xing's weak period, when he was about to have his cultivation abolished by the God Temple because he cultivated soul secret techniques.

Fortunately, there was Qing Qing Qing Yu Zi of the troublemaking faction (entering-the-world faction) as a buffer, so the relationship wasn't too stiff.

The Reincarnation Temple kept increasing the weight of Qing Qing Qing Yu Zi, which could be considered a subtle and disguised show of goodwill.

"They have started to cross the Lost Jianqiao."

Zhao Xing looked remotely.

After the floating stones of the Lost Jianqiao were disrupted, each piece was between virtual and real.

Hall Master Yun Ni had to calculate which piece was real, which piece could become real, and which piece was inevitably fake, and stepping on it would cause one to step into the air.

Every time Hall Master Yun Ni cast a spell, divine patterns would inevitably extend from his body, covering his teammates.

He pulled a shadow from his body and stood on all the stone slabs to measure.

The two stormed the checkpoint very smoothly, even more smoothly than the Island Master of Five Realms and Ling Ji.

They walked through most of the journey very easily.

Just as they passed the Lost Jianqiao and quickly switched to the main peak route.

At this moment, another shadow appeared on the stone slab, which was Hall Master Yun Ni's.

A total of eight shadows remained at the end of the bridge, standing sluggishly.

At the same time, divination fire ignited from the corner of Ji Si's clothes, and her fingertips moved slightly.

"Heh, good kid. A gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late." Shu Ji observed Ji Si's movements and couldn't help but laugh twice.

"Master, why is Ji Si playing tricks on people from the Reincarnation Temple?" Shu Ji's disciple, a young man with a crew cut and an honest expression, asked.

His name was Zhou Zhou Wanbai, and he was Shu Ji's personal disciple, and the only one among many disciples who survived.

"Why? Naturally, there is a grudge, and causality has been formed!"

"Master, what did he do?"

"Ji Si captured Hall Master Black and White to threaten them, and also trespassed on the old site of the Fengchan."

"Later, Ji Si was captured and imprisoned by the Reincarnation Temple for interrogation, and the Great Zhou Dynasty was also punished."

"Master, this isn't right, it was just a small punishment."

Shu Ji sneered: "Not bad, in the eyes of the Reincarnation Temple, this was just a small punishment, and they had already given Zhao Xing face."

"But, no one cares how Ji Si thinks."

"In Ji Si's view, he was just returning to his own home; who did he provoke?"

"The God Temple couldn't put down its airs and never went to resolve this causality with Ji Si, and now it's going to be repaid."

Beside him, the God Physiognomist Wu Xin also quietly observed the movements of Ji Si and the Lost Jianqiao.

Seeing the eight shadows take shape, he immediately warned his disciple: "Ping'er, don't walk in front of Ji Si in the future. Unless you are sure you can shake him off."

The God Physiognomist Wu Xin's disciple nodded gently.

Hall Master Yun Ni's eight shadows waited for a long time on the Lost Jianqiao.

But the divination brush didn't appear, yet another supreme treasure was attracted.

An ancient star gate floated up from the ground, and then brushed over the eight black shadows.

"Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff~"

The eight black shadows turned into pure black lines, chasing toward Hall Master Yun Ni's true body.

Eightfold misfortune!

"Pity, didn't attract the divination brush." Ji Si felt some regret. She didn't do it purely for revenge, just wanting to use Hall Master Yun Ni as a cushion to pave the way for herself and the Great Minister of Agriculture, but it didn't succeed.

"Causality is settled." Ji Si's voice drifted with the wind.

If Hall Master Yun Ni didn't die, this voice would be transmitted to the other party's ears later.

Then Ji Si walked toward the direction of Shu Ji and the God Physiognomist Wu Xin.

"Two Uncle-Masters are elders, please go first."

Shu Ji, who was laughing, saw his smile gradually disappear. The God Physiognomist Wu Xin was calm, but his disciple Liang Ping was suddenly like facing a great enemy.

"Ji Si, Uncle-Master taught you so much, and even lost two lives for you. You only let me go once; logically, you still owe me some."

Ji Si said calmly: "Letting Uncle-Master climb the mountain without notifying the Dao Lords of the Desolate Domain era to kill you is already considered settled."

Shu Ji didn't say a word, grabbed his disciple, and rushed toward the Lost Jianqiao on the spot.

In the Battle of Standing, he had learned the coldness of this disciple of the Great Senior Brother. Except for Ji Che and Zhao Xing of the Great Zhou, he wouldn't show any mercy to anyone else.

Leave now, there is still Wu Xin behind as a cushion; if it's too late, it'll be too late!

"Uncle-Master Wu Xin, please."

Ji Si looked at the God Physiognomist Wu Xin and his disciple Liang Ping again.

Wu Xin's eyes rotated with camouflage, his fingers trembled slightly, and he looked up at the summit, but soon he stopped and looked down at Ji Si.

"Ji Si, can the conditions for collecting the Five-Elephant Divination serve as the toll for our master and disciple?"

Ji Si shook her head: "I already know how to collect the Five-Elephant Divination."

"Then what about the Star Fortune Gate?"

"You don't have to lie anymore, you should know what I want."

The God Physiognomist Wu Xin was silent for a moment, then flicked a transparent and illusory slip from his sleeve.

"Give it to you."

After Ji Si took it, she nodded slightly and extended her hand: "Uncle-Master, please climb the mountain."

Times have changed.

Returning to one's own mountain gate, one actually has to leave a toll.

The God Physiognomist Wu Xin paid a huge price; he left behind a page of the sect's inheritance supreme treasure 《No-Cause Slip》

to exchange for Ji Si's stop this time.

Two God Physiognomists, one couldn't wait to slip away, one reluctantly handed over the treasure. Zhao Xing didn't understand, but was greatly shocked.

Unknowingly, has Ji-my lord become so awesome?

"Great Minister of Agriculture, this is the No-Cause Slip of the No-Cause faction." Ji Si explained: "But he only gave an insignificant part."

"Ji Si, why are they so afraid of you? Could it be that your fate spell has already surpassed the two God Physiognomists?" Zhao Xing asked.

"No." Ji Si shook her head: "Wu Xin and Shu Ji are no longer recognized by the mountain gate. The older generation of God Physiognomists cannot climb the mountain while alive. They can only climb up by relying on supreme treasures."

"Here, they are instead not as powerful as they are outside, so only their disciples can make a move."

"Their disciples are not as good as you?"

"Hmm." Ji Si nodded. "Thanks to the Great Minister of Agriculture, I chose the ten mountain-climbing paths, nine clones and one true body, all of which have passed the first checkpoint. This is the supreme path."

"They didn't dare to do this, so they are inevitably weaker than me."

"What will happen if you succeed?" Zhao Xing asked.

"Successfully reaching the summit, I will be the Sect Master of the Ten-Phase Gate, possessing all ten paths, the Ten-Direction Phase God, and all ten types of divine artifacts will belong to me."

Zhao Xing didn't ask what would happen if he failed. He imagined that if he failed, the outcome would be ashes.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a heavy pressure.

"Minister of Agriculture, don't worry. As long as I don't return empty-handed, collecting one of the ten supreme treasures, even if I can't succeed in surrounding the ten, I can still go down the mountain safely."

Successfully surrounding the ten means the first divination of the eleven mountains and ten peaks.

If I succeed, as long as I can harvest one supreme treasure, I can also go down the mountain safely and get another chance to challenge.

Zhao Xing sighed helplessly: "Ji-my lord, next time you take a risk, remember to tell me. You are more important than anything else."

Ji Si nodded gently: "Remembered."

The rest of the way was uneventful.

After these groups crossed the Lost Jianqiao, they didn't encounter any Fate Master supreme treasure blocking the road. They carried out some kind of avoidance, seemingly not aiming to collect supreme treasures.

The rest was Ji Si and Zhao Xing's true bodies crossing the bridge.

For Ji Si, the second checkpoint was a piece of cake.

Zhao Xing didn't stop for almost every step, crossing the Lost Jianqiao very easily.

Crossing the bridge was easy, but after crossing, he was extremely nervous. Zhao Xing was fully focused, fearing that the divination brush would suddenly appear and take him away.

Climbing toward the main peak for a long time, that strange brush didn't appear for a long time.

The Tortoise-Pattern Ancient Road became more and more fiery, and the patterns were clearly visible.

The fog around was quiet, quiet to the point of being terrifying.

Zhao Xing and Ji Si climbed the mountain in silence, until three hours later, the fog suddenly dispersed.

On the Tortoise-Pattern Ancient Road, an old tortoise shell suddenly appeared, blocking the way.

It was ten meters long, ten meters wide, and ten meters high, and the patterns on the tortoise shell were flat, like a table.

Four bamboo tubes were placed vertically on it, with bamboo slips in cyan, red, yellow, and blue colors.

Zhao Xing was startled: "Ji Si, this is—"

Ji Si stopped: "Minister of Agriculture, this is the Four Seasons Divination Slip."

Zhao Xing took a deep breath. They finally encountered the Fate Master supreme treasure blocking the road.

"How should I draw?"

Ji Si: "Minister of Agriculture, both you and I need to draw slips. The four divination tubes represent spring, summer, autumn, and winter respectively."

"Only by drawing the same slip can you and I continue to climb the mountain on the same path, otherwise we will be separated."

"Is it that simple?" Zhao Xing looked at the four fixed divination tubes, it didn't seem difficult?

"It's not that simple." Ji Si said: "The divination slips are divided into top-top, top, top-middle, middle, middle-bottom, bottom, and bottom-bottom."

"The four seasons and seven types of slips have divination text on them. Middle slips mean everything is as usual, top slips mean good things happen, bottom slips mean bad things happen."

"We need to draw top slips at the same time, and they must be completely consistent, to continue to climb the mountain together."

"What does the spring, summer, autumn, and winter represent?"

"They represent different time-spaces, different people and things." Ji Si said seriously: "Please hand over a drop of your blood to me, we must draw the same slip at the same time, otherwise we will be lost in different time-spaces."

Zhao Xing bit his index finger, poured his blood into his divine consciousness, and handed it to Ji Si.

Then the two came to the divination platform together.

After getting close, Zhao Xing discovered that these four divination tubes seemed to contain infinite worlds.

The content of the divination slips was blurry, and the cyan, red, yellow, and blue colors were constantly changing.

The four seasons were uncertain, the grade of the slips was uncertain, and it was impossible to control synchronization at all.

The Heavenly Eye was exerted to the extreme but couldn't see clearly, blocked by a layer of chaotic fog.

Zhao Xing's heart skipped a beat: "These are not divination slips, they are clearly branches of various Great Daos!"

To see the four seasons of divination slips clearly, relying on the realm to storm the checkpoint, at least one must be Dao Lord level!

Facing the four seasons of divination slips, I am afraid that only the Human Emperor could easily see through all the rules, and God King Boundless might also have a possibility.

"Minister of Agriculture, follow me."

"Body and mind are the same, ten directions turn space."

Ji Si cast a spell, and Zhao Xing felt his right hand move involuntarily, becoming the same as Ji Si's movements.

He instinctively resisted the external manipulation, but soon began to imitate attentively, and his movements were completely consistent with Ji Si's.

Then he and Ji Si's hands reached into the same divination tube at the same time.

"Sizzle, sizzle~"

Zhao Xing felt a chill coming from his hand, as if holding an icicle.

After pulling it out, he could only see one word:

【Winter】

As for the grade of the divination slip, it was blocked by a layer of ice fog.

However, the bamboo slip in Ji Si's hand flickered with a faint clear light.

【Spring: Top Slip: Well-God shines, Moon Peak hangs green.】

"Broken, how did Ji Si draw a different one?"

Zhao Xing felt bad.

He discovered that Ji Si's figure was fading rapidly, and his own perspective began to Roc Roc Roc Roc Change gradually.

The fog dispersed, and the Ten-Direction Mountain, which originally had no obvious four-season characteristics, suddenly began to appear with ice crystals.

It seemed to be transforming into an ice mountain!

Buildings appeared on the ice mountain, and gods were whispering faintly.

Time-space was changing!

Amidst a chaotic whisper, Ji Si's voice suddenly appeared.

"Reverse time-space!"

Hum~

The ice mountain retreated rapidly, and the fog came back.

Zhao Xing's eyes blurred, and he suddenly appeared on the original steps again.

Three steps away from the divination platform.

He and Ji Si had returned to the time before drawing the slip.

"Minister of Agriculture, what slip did you draw?"

"Winter slip."

"Secretary Xun, what lot did you draw?"

"A winter lot," Zhao Shi said.

"What is the grade?"

"I can't see it."

Ji Si frowned: "How can you not see it?"

"Let's do it again."

"Good."

Zhao Shi and Ji Si stood at the Four-You Lot Platform again.

They drew again.

"Hum~"

The touch was ice-cold.

Zhao Shi lowered his head to look.

It was still a winter lot.

As for Ji Si, the bamboo lot in his hand had turned fire-red.

【Summer: Medium-Upper Lot; Star wheel turns, auspicious star overhead.】

Ji Si's lot had changed, but Zhao Shi was still the same old story.

He saw the mist disperse again; the Ten Directions Mountain was not an iceberg, and the well-palace architecture and whispers reappeared.

"Reverse time!"

Ji Si's voice sounded again.

The mist returned, and Zhao Shi returned to the starting point for the second time.

"Still a winter lot." Before Ji Si could ask, Zhao Shi volunteered the information.

Ji Si pondered for a long time.

"The winter lot represents fortune; perhaps the Grand Secretary's luck is too low, which is why you draw a winter lot every time."

"This should be my problem."

"Let's try one more time; this time I will Roc Roc Roc Roc Change to the Heavenly Calculation Sect's thread-binding spell to try."

"Good."

Ji Si pulled a hair from Zhao Shi and tied it to his own wrist, with the other end connected to Ji Si's wrist.

At this moment, Zhao Shi's causal threads were briefly all managed by Ji Si, gathered together like a single strand of hair.

The third draw.

Zhao Shi drew a winter lot again.

Ji Si's turned into a golden-yellow bamboo lot.

【Autumn: Medium Lot, all things return to storage, withering in sequence.】

"Reverse time!"

Ji Si's voice sounded for the third time, but this time the voice of reversal was clearly somewhat exhausted.

Zhao Xing also saw Ji Si's state decline significantly.

Reversing time in a place like the Ten Directions Mountain consumed a great deal; Ji Si had been full of spirit the first time, but now his spirit had become withered.

"Secretary Xun, according to this rule, on the fourth draw, you and I should be able to be completely consistent," Ji Si said.

"Ji Si, no matter what happens the fourth time, do not reverse it again," Zhao Shi cautioned.

Again and again, Ji Si had reached his limit.

If he reversed it again, he feared something would go wrong.

"Hmm," Ji Si nodded.

The fourth draw.

Zhao Shi grabbed a piece of ice-cold again.

This time Ji Si did not reverse it, and he truly saw the lot text in his hand clearly.

【Winter, Lowest-Low Lot, danger at every turn, god passes to the duck realm.】

"Sizzle, sizzle~"

The iceberg permeated, and the mist dispersed.

Zhao Shi seemed to be placed in an illusion; the entire mountain turned into an iceberg, and even ice crystal snowflakes began to fall in the air.

The ice crystal snowflakes filled the sky, reflecting his own shadow, yet he felt no cold.

Following the appearance of the snowflakes, Zhao Shi felt his soul being torn into countless parts, his consciousness seemingly dispersed into every ice crystal.

"Ji Si, Ji Si?"

Zhao Shi called Ji Si's name, but discovered that Ji Si was not by his side.

He felt that he had entered an illusion, because even his panel had become illusory.

"What a terrifying illusion."

Zhao Shi was dazed; he saw the panel display that he was at the Dao Master level, and a sudden surge of empty, terrifying power rose within his body, but this feeling did not belong to him, because he could not control it.

But a feeling of ruling the world rose in his heart.

"Roar~~"

Zhao Shi shook his head and let out a roar with all his might.

The sound echoed in the iceberg where ice crystals were falling; he seemed to have sobered up a lot.

"Hey~ is anyone there?!"

Zhao Shi shouted toward the surroundings.

Suddenly, he saw a string of reflections in the ice crystals; those reflections seemed somewhat familiar.

"Hmm? Why does it look a bit like Scholar Scholar Bowei?"

Zhao Shi chased rapidly toward that shadow.

"Elder, is that you?"

Scholar Scholar Bowei didn't seem to hear, drifting along with the ice crystals.

"Scholar Scholar Bowei~"

"Scholar Scholar Bowei~"

Zhao Shi shouted even louder.

Scholar Scholar Bowei raised his head and glanced around.

He seemed somewhat surprised; his face looked very young and immature, and he didn't know which Scholar Scholar Bowei he had split into, but he didn't seem to see him, and very quickly lowered his head to play with something, continuing to climb.

"Whoosh~"

"Click, click~"

Following a cold wind, Zhao Shi's eyes were blinded; the ice crystals shattered like a mirror, and Zhao Shi blocked his eyes with his elbows.

When the storm passed, he found that Scholar Scholar Bowei's figure was gone.

"How should I get rid of this?"

Zhao Shi stopped chasing and stood quietly in place to think.

He tried to cast a spell, using a mental will spell to resist, and it seemed to have some effect.

The speed of the dancing ice crystals weakened, but the surroundings were still full of ice cones, and the Ten Directions Mountain became gaunt and craggy, reflecting his own shadow everywhere.

"Break, break, break!!!"

Zhao Shi roared angrily.

The ice valley echoed, and he heard his own echo.

The struggle seemed to have an effect; Zhao Shi found his eyes blur, and all the ice walls seemed to Roc Roc Roc Roc Change into a different scene.

The surroundings were an antique courtyard.

In front of Zhao Xing was a tea table, with a pot of hot tea on it.

An ethereal figure sat opposite him, and beside them, a familiar figure was kneeling and brewing tea.

"Zheng'er?"

Zhao Shi looked down and discovered it was his younger brother, Zhao Zheng.

And sitting opposite was Gu Luohe.

"Senior Gu?"

Zhao Zheng finished brewing the tea and looked up suspiciously: "Big Brother, what's wrong?"

"No, nothing."

Zhao Shi shook his head; could it be that he was about to die, that he was actually dreaming of his family?

"Big Brother, if there's nothing, I'll go out first." Zhao Zheng stood up to leave after brewing the tea.

Before leaving, Zhao Zheng turned back: "By the way, Brother, Father asked if we can go to the Wuma galaxy of the Cheng Cheng Marquis Tian You Kingdom together next month. I heard that a giant sun star is about to extinguish there; it's a rare spectacle."

Zhao Shi couldn't help but want to shed tears.

"Go, I will definitely go; I haven't accompanied Father for too long, I will definitely go!"

Perhaps only when one is about to die does one regret not spending time with family.

Thoughts by day, dreams by night; so, did he dream of Gu Luohe because the most shocking thing after entering the Ten Directions Mountain was Gu Luohe's lifespan deficit?

"Big Brother, what are you doing?" Zhao Zheng laughed, "It's only two months, not that long. Alright, I won't disturb you."

Zhao Zheng closed the door, and Gu Luohe picked up the tea Zhao Zheng had brewed and drank it.

Zhao Shi was silent; he had no intention of communicating with the people in the illusion.

After a long time, Gu Luohe finished a cup of tea and gently set it down.

"Zhao Shi, I am going to die."

Zhao Shi was indifferent; sure enough, this was the content he had dreamed of after climbing the mountain.

"Time will not be too long, and after I die, the Great Emperor will inevitably be affected, and the Primordial Realm will also cease to exist."

""

"But I will still leave some things behind."

"Perhaps the Eternal Realm plan is truly a mistake; I exhausted my life's strength, but I could only verify the first hypothesis—"

"If you can, I hope you continue."

Zhao Shi remained silent; he was immersed in a sorrowful state of mind and could not extricate himself, having no heart to listen to what Gu Luohe was saying.

"Click, click, click~"

After a long time, the illusion shattered again.

"Clang~"

At the top of the Ten Directions Mountain, a bell sound suddenly came.

Zhao Shi subconsciously raised his head to look.

He saw hundreds of figures at the top of the mountain, each figure surrounded by a magic treasure.

There were those wearing the attire of officials, those wearing the attire of historians, and also warriors, musicians, and figures wearing the robes of the Secretary of Agriculture.

A green river appeared above their heads, vast and mighty, with countless starlight floating within it.

At this time, the iceberg was already gone.

They seemed to be performing some kind of ritual.

"An absolute future requires an absolute history."

"To predict the trajectory of the entire universe, one must perform a correction of the simulation, perhaps one can calculate a glimmer of life within the destruction."

"Brother Feng Xi, have you thought it through? Whether successful or not, you ten phases will never be able to set foot on the Ten Directions Mountain again."

"Brother Taishi, if you and I can find a way out, let alone destroy the mountain, what is there to fear if it ceases to exist?"

"If so, then let us begin."

Light began to emerge on the mountaintop, and the waves of the green river rolled backward, beginning to spread toward the surroundings.

The light seemed to bring hope to Zhao Shi; he ran wildly while shouting.

"Hey~ Seniors, wait a moment!"

"Wait a moment, there is still someone here!"

"6

The light on the mountaintop seemed to pause for a moment.

But then it suddenly exploded.

"Hum~"

Zhao Shi felt himself being thrown away.

The next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.

Pain, it was too painful.

Zhao Shi felt as if he had been shattered, his whole body seemingly falling apart.

He used all his strength to open his eyelids; before him was a starry sky.

Beneath him was damp, soft grass.

Zhao Shi tried hard to raise his head, but before he could, he heard a creaking sound of wood opening.

Then, a withered, wrinkled old face rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

"Eh, how did you get here?"

Zhao Shi's lips trembled; he couldn't speak.

But very quickly, the old man's palm stroked the top of his head, and a warm current appeared in his body.

His body recovered like spring returning, recovering at an astonishing speed.

Swish~

His divine power recovered, and Zhao Xing jumped up to his feet.

He looked around and discovered that this was a mountain peak.

Above his head was the starry sky, beneath his feet was green grass, and there was a thatched cottage, but it was black and white. Behind the house stood a stone door.

The old man wearing a robe was also black and white, as if only he and the thatched cottage had no color in the whole world.

The old man had a brush tucked at his waist and a book tucked under his arm.

Zhao Shi's pupils shrank; the brush was the Hexagram Brush, and the book was the Official Book.

He had seen both of these things before.

But wasn't the Hexagram Brush an ownerless object, and wasn't the Official Book in Shu Ji's hands?

"Who is the senior?"

Zhao Xing was on full alert; he subconsciously wanted to take out the Wuliang Divine Machine, but discovered he didn't have it on him.

"Young man, you have no manners; clearly I asked you first."

The old man looked at Zhao Shi with interest.

A moment later, he revealed a look of realization.

"Oh, I understand."

"You came from the Desolate Domain era."

"You are Zhao Xing, the Zhao Xing who wrote the Ten Directions Mountain Classic."

"Interesting, hahaha."

Zhao Shi was somewhat bewildered: "Who exactly is your Excellency?"

The old man laughed, waved his hand lightly, and a table appeared in front of him, with four lot tubes placed on it: "Who am I?"

"I am the fourth-generation sect master of the Ten Phases, the founder of the Four-You Lot text."

"What?" Zhao Shi was shocked.

Where exactly had he been sent to?

"Young man, come over and sit, don't stand so far away."

The old man greeted him enthusiastically: "No one has been here for a long time; the old man can calculate a hexagram for you for free."

"Spring begins to ask about matters, summer measures the Dao, autumn governs vitality, winter divines luck."

"Come, come, come, what do you want to ask?"