Chapter 260: This hexagram is simply divine

Rong Yan's father's luck was not bad, and he had earned quite a bit of silver, so they were considered well-off.

But to buy pills, one needed beast crystals. Rong Yan had no other choice; he had to go to the Beast Realm small space. Wealth and honor were sought in danger; only by going to the Beast Realm small space could one have a big harvest.

Rong Yan understood his own strength and was a bit unsure, hoping Qin Bi could calculate a hexagram for him.

Compared to Qin Lang, Rong Yan himself pondered that Qin Bi's ability to calculate fate was even more powerful. Getting a lucky word would also do. Having someone who could calculate fate around, asking someone to calculate a hexagram was just a matter of convenience.

It was just that Qin Bi wanted pills, and Rong Yan didn't have any, but Qin Bi said he had them, so he would just pretend he had pills. Since he had met Qin Bi, he had to ask her to calculate a hexagram for himself no matter what.

As Qin Bi walked, she had already thought it over. She stopped and said to Rong Yan: "Your father is ill and needs beast crystals to buy pills, right?"

"Right." Rong Yan nodded.

"He wants to go to the Beast Realm small space to collect things." Jiang Xu and Rong Yan were good friends. Seeing Qin Bi about to calculate a hexagram for Rong Yan, he said: "Collect things to earn beast crystals, and then buy pills for his uncle."

Qin Bi glanced at Rong Yan. He had good fortune; she was jealous, and Qin Bi's mood was complicated.

Pondering slightly, Qin Bi said: "You believe me, right?"

Rong Yan was a lively person and immediately became a bit more serious: "You say it."

At this time, Qin Yan walked over without disturbing them.

Qin Bi told Rong Yan: "Go to your family's ancestral hall, find the ancestor of your branch, preferably an ancestor who was good to your house, and chatter about your current difficulties with your family's ancestor."

Rong Yan: "???"

Jiang Xu: "???!!!"

Qin Yan's eyebrows jumped, and he wanted to say something but stopped. Forget it, this Half-Immortal stuff of Qin Bi's was mysterious and seemed different from the fortune-telling of other Xian Sect art masters and mystic masters. He had better not talk nonsense.

Rong Yan moved his mouth several times; it was simply something, and he didn't know what to say: "Just calculate a random hexagram for me. It's not good to disturb the ancestors, right? My father will beat me to death."

Qin Bi didn't care; it had nothing to do with her anyway: "Suit yourself. If you don't want to do as I say, then forget it."

Rong Yan didn't say whether he would do it or not, and went with Jiang Xu to the fields they had cleared, summoning plants to turn the soil. They could turn the soil once first and patiently queue for the cloud group.

Jiang Xu had asked Qin Tan, and after the people of the Qin Yan Hou Fu irrigated this time, they could let the cloud group bring a little rain for them.

Jiang Xu and Rong Yan were both very happy. Just a little rain would do. The rain from the Five Grains Abundance Cloud was much stronger than the rain they summoned. Just raining a little on their fields was enough for seedlings to come out.

They didn't dare to hope for spiritual melon seedlings; it would be fine if ordinary watermelon seedlings could come out.

This was the Wilderness, where spiritual energy was scarce. What else could they hope for? People shouldn't be ungrateful.

"The hexagram you calculated for Rong Yan was to find the ancestors?" Qin Yan asked speechlessly.

Qin Bi nodded: "Yes, I calculated it for him."

Qin Yan: "...... How did you calculate it?"

Asked this, Qin Bi said: "That's how I calculated it."

There was no way to talk. Qin Yan didn't understand either, lifted his feet, and walked away.

Everyone was busy in every field. Qin Bi called Lin Yao, who was pressing melon vines with the guards in the two-acre field. There were only thirty guards, and not many farm boys, so they couldn't keep up with the work of pressing melon vines.

Lin Yao needed to keep an eye on it and also pressed the melon vines himself.

"Shizifei." Lin Yao walked over.

Qin Bi walked along the edge of her and Rong Yang's spiritual melon field. She wouldn't step on the melon vines, and if she was careful, she could see the melons growing on the vines. There were several spiritual melons on one vine, and Lin Yao was excited every time he saw it.

These were spiritual melons favored even by cultivators, with a sweet taste and infused with spiritual energy.

"Do you see if these melons are ripe?" Qin Bi couldn't tell. Cutting one open to see would be too wasteful. Spiritual melons were very rare, so it was best to find the number one strategist who knew astronomy and geography to take a look.

Lin Yao guessed that it was time to pick melons, stepped into the melon field, tried not to step on the melon vines, bent down, and patted several watermelons beside him: "They are almost ripe, we can harvest."

Qin Bi calculated in her heart and said: "Don't harvest in the afternoon, pick the melons tomorrow."

Thinking of the spiritual melon harvest, Qin Bi's smile was bright.

The small cloud group was too popular; there was no need to mention how popular it was. Whoever snatched the small cloud group couldn't irrigate the land thoroughly like Qin Bi. After raining once, it was snatched away by others.

Rong Yan saw that it wouldn't be his turn for a while, and said to Jiang Xu: "You queue for me, I'll go back for a trip."

Jiang Xu nodded and agreed: "It's mid-morning now, you can come over after eating."

Rong Yan went to greet Qin Tan again and left the Wilderness.

Rong Yan was preoccupied. He went home to take a look at his father. Low-grade cultivators who had gone to the Beast Realm small space to train in their early years had their spiritual mansions injured by high-grade cultivators when snatching harvests. Over the years, his health had become increasingly poor.

"You want to go to the Beast Realm small space?" Rong Cui coughed several times, his face pale.

"Yes!" Rong Yan tucked the quilt for his father. People with injured spiritual mansions had broken bodies and felt cold even in midsummer: "I have good fortune, Father, don't worry. If I meet a high-level cultivator, I'll run."

Rong Cui looked at his son with a complicated expression. This family still needed him to support it. If Rong Yan was willing to go, then let him go.

Rong Yan sat for a while, went out, struggled for a while, and went to the ancestral hall.

The Rong clan disciples didn't bother him. Rong Yan found his own ancestor and muttered: "I am Rong Yan, Rong Cui's son. Ancestor, I want to buy a pill, but it's too expensive, and I can't afford it. I can only go to the Beast Realm small space to earn crystals. You must protect me more on this trip."

After muttering, Rong Yan took a clean handkerchief to wipe the table, muttering while wiping.

"Eh?" Rong Yan saw a purse beside the ancestor.

Rong Yan opened it: "Beast crystals?????"

Rong Yan counted them; there were exactly twenty beast crystals, enough to buy a pill. Rong Yan was stunned. This hexagram was simply divine. Holding the purse, he was stunned for a long time, and Rong Yan hurriedly kowtowed to the ancestor to thank him.

Afterwards, Rong Yan rushed out of the ancestral hall and ran home to tell his father.

Rong Cui struggled to sit up from the bed: "What did you say? The ancestor gave you beast crystals? How is that possible? How is that possible? Quickly bring the crystals for me to see."

"He really gave them to me." Rong Yan handed over the purse.

Rong Cui took it with trembling hands, and his eyes immediately turned red. The thin man ignored Rong Yan's obstruction and stumbled all the way to the ancestral hall. Rong Yan and several concubine-born sons followed to the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man found his grandfather and father, crying like a child, throwing himself on the table and complaining about his grievances. He was once a cultivation genius, brilliant and talented, but his spiritual mansion was damaged in an injury. If his grandfather and father who loved him were still alive, they would definitely not bear to let him suffer such great hardship.

Rong Yan was just about to go up to persuade him when he saw a ray of light brush over Rong Cui, and several porcelain bottles appeared on the table.

Rong Yan was stunned, opened the small porcelain bottle, and they were all pills to repair the spiritual mansion. ===== CHAPTER 261 =====