The old Taoist frowned, closed his eyes and concentrated, then let go of his hand and looked at the copper coins inside.

It seems to be interpreting some mysterious information.

"This hexagram is quite interesting."

His voice was low and mysterious. After closing his eyes to rest, he slowly opened them, revealing a hint of subtle surprise.

"This 'Yan Luo Queen' has a rather complicated fate."

"I have predicted it before, and it showed that she would have the joy of being matched with someone, and then there would be a great separation. Now she is matched with someone again, and the previous relationship is continuing."

"As for the rest, it's normal. Her past is full of struggles and intrigues, but her future seems confusing."

"Deep inside, I have a strong will and have endured countless setbacks."

When he said this, the old Taoist priest raised his head and glanced at Ye Yang.

"In this respect, I am quite similar to you."

The old Taoist priest took out another green, ancient copper coin and handed it to Ye Yang.

"Take this coin and throw it three times to see what the hexagram says."

Ye Yang took the copper coin.

All the copper coins were covered with verdigris.

I don't know how many years it has been used, and it is covered with scratches.

He silently recited something about the imperial mausoleum in his mind, then threw it upwards three times.

After tumbling a few times in the air, the coins landed on the chessboard with the reverse side facing up, a perfect coincidence.

"This……"

At this moment, even Ye Yang did not understand the art of destiny or fortune-telling.

But one can also feel that this hexagram is unusual.

Faintly, it seems to be hinting at something.

The old Taoist priest observed it carefully and frowned slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke slowly.

"Kun northwest, very bad luck, the fate of falling dragon turning over, a situation of nine deaths and one escape. What you think in your heart, the slightest carelessness will lead you into a desperate situation."

Ye Yang was shocked when he heard this.

The divination of this old Taoist priest unexpectedly coincided with the reminder of Queen Yama.

This forced him to re-examine what was in the imperial tomb of the Dayun Dynasty.

"Senior, how do you think I should choose?"

Ye Yang asked humbly.

The old Taoist priest shook his head slightly.

“The world is like a chess game, each game is a new one, and everyone’s destiny is in their own hands.”

"I am just a fortune teller, not someone who makes decisions for others."

"But in my opinion, haste makes waste, and you may not get what you want."

Ye Yang nodded.

He was not a reckless person, but at this moment he suddenly felt something in his heart and became more cautious.

"Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

Ye Yang stood up and saluted to the old Taoist priest.

I developed a strong interest in the identity of this old Taoist priest.

"May I ask, Senior, is there a genius who knows the secrets of heaven?"

The old Taoist priest looked up at Ye Yang, his lips slightly raised and a smile flashed in his eyes, as if he had expected Ye Yang's question.

"Zhi Tian Ji? I haven't heard of this name for some years."

he chuckled.

"How can human power guess the secrets of heaven? That is just a joke of the world."

"Don't take it seriously."

The old Taoist priest gently put down the chess piece in his hand and returned his gaze to Ye Yang.

"Since you've already got the answer, why do you still have to ask about my identity?"

Ye Yang was silent for a moment.

"Senior, I have a mysterious object in my hand, which looks like a red wedding dress."

I heard Ye Yang talking about the red wedding dress that wrapped the corpse.

The old Taoist frowned slightly.

"Why are you mentioning that? I already found out that you are not clean when you were in the immortal barrier."

Now after breaking through to the realm of true person.

Ye Yang used the red wedding dress that wrapped the corpse less and less.

Since I got this thing.

It seems that there is always something indescribable lingering around me.

It is extremely vicious and affects everything.

It was not until he obtained the Red Blade of Fortune in the Changsheng Barrier and later the Fortune Dragon Pearl from Luo Changsheng that he felt much better.

At this moment, the famous Zhi Tianji was not very interested in this thing.

Ye Yang suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

"Do you know the White Fox Dharma Master?"

"He is a strange man in the Alien Demonic Abyss. He is as wise as a ghost and has unfathomable strength. He leads the Qingqiu Fox Clan."

"The leader of your Feitian Sect has been trapped in the Alien Devil Abyss for many years and cannot escape. This may be a cause and effect."

Ye Yang was stunned.

"May I ask, Senior, if you can tell me the location of the Alien Demonic Abyss?"

"Of course I have some clues here, but what can you give me in exchange? You know, everything has a price."

"You already owe me thirty thousand spirit stones." "I don't know what you need, senior."

Gu Xuan has been in the alien demon abyss, and he doesn't know how long he has been trapped there.

It was not easy to get the route to the other dimension.

Nature cannot be let go.

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"I don't ask for much, but anything you can offer that I find interesting can be used as an exchange."

"How about this red wedding dress for the corpse?"

Ye Yang took out the worn red wedding dress from the storage bag, but he never expected that the old Taoist's face suddenly changed when he saw the red wedding dress.

"This thing is entangled in karma, and it is also deeply involved with the Qingqiu clan. What use do I have for it? Take it away quickly."

He slowly took out a yellowed jade slip from his sleeve. There were some strange symbols and lines drawn on it, which were obviously some kind of guidance.

"Before you make a decision, you'd better think it over carefully. This Alien Demon Abyss is not a place that ordinary people can easily set foot in."

The old Taoist paused, as if observing the changes in Ye Yang's expression.

"Of course, if you feel you don't have enough chips, you can choose to give up."

"After all, there are some places that not everyone can go to, and not everyone should go to."

Ye Yang pondered for a moment. When it comes to people from this alien demon abyss, there are all kinds of taboos.

How could he not understand the horror of this place.

But now, Gu Xuan has been away from the sect for decades and his life or death is unknown.

I have supported and helped him all along, and now that he is in danger, I cannot just leave him alone.

He looked around and thought about what he had on him that might impress the old Taoist priest.

But after thinking for a long time, nothing seemed suitable.

"Senior," Ye Yang said.

"Although I don't have any treasures, I have a skill. If you don't mind, I am willing to help you..."

"Okay, this is what I'm waiting for."

When the old Taoist heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously very satisfied with Ye Yang's proposal.

He stroked his beard and nodded.

"It's worth it that I've waited for you here for so many days."

As he spoke, the old Taoist took out an exquisite little box from his arms and handed it to Ye Yang.

"What's inside is the recipe for the Death Avoidance Pill. If you can refine it, I'll give it to you now."

After he finished speaking, he pointed at the jade slip, and it actually fell into Ye Yang's arms automatically.

Ye Yang took the small box and opened it gently, only to find that it contained not a jade slip but a roll of old parchment.

In ancient times, there were no jade slips, so special things would be recorded using this kind of animal skin.

This is no ordinary sheepskin.

Otherwise it would be impossible to preserve it for such a long time.

Ye Yang took a look and saw the names of various medicinal herbs and the refining steps densely written on it.

Ye Yang took a quick look and knew that this pill recipe was unusual.

The effects of the elixir recorded in this recipe are very strange.

When facing a disaster, taking this pill can isolate oneself from anyone's detection and make oneself look like a dead person.

Even the Taoist monks cannot detect it.

The grade is as high as fifth level.

It is a standard real person elixir, which is difficult to refine and requires countless precious treasures.

Ye Yang closed the box and said solemnly, "I will do my best to refine a batch of excellent elixirs for you."

"However, the medicinal materials needed to derive the Death Avoidance Pill are very precious. I wonder if you have already prepared them?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to be unwilling to admit it.

"I have given you such an important roadmap and told you a fortune. I also know that this raw material is precious. Otherwise, what use would I have for it?"

After hearing such shameless words, Ye Yang could only cough dryly a few times.

The old Taoist priest turned around and returned to his seat, continuing to fiddle with the chess pieces on the board.

It was as if the conversation just now had never happened.

"Fellow Daoist, our fate today has come to an end."

"I'm sorry I won't see you off."

……

In the evening, the light is as dim as a bean.

Ye Yang was sitting at the table, carefully looking at the recipe in his hand, with a thoughtful gleam in his eyes.

It was a quiet night outside the window, and the moonlight shone on his face, making him look particularly solemn.

He repeatedly pondered over this derived death-avoiding pill, the effects of each ingredient, and how they interacted with each other, trying to find the best method of refining it.

After several hours, Ye Yang finally felt that there was some clue.

He put down the prescription in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he took out a jade slip and wrote down his views on the trip to the imperial mausoleum.

"This trip to the imperial mausoleum is quite risky. Although the legendary treasures are desirable, as far as I know..."

After finishing writing, Ye Yang flicked it lightly, and a ray of light flashed by.

The jade tablet turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the air, flying straight towards the residence of Qingmu Zhenren.

Ye Yang knew that this was just a reminder to him as an ally.

As for whether Aoki Zhenren would listen to the advice and keep his troops in place, or whether he would insist on going his own way and go deep into the imperial mausoleum.

That's not something he can decide.

(End of this chapter)