At this time, the outside world, Dongfang City is not a little bit more lively than before. Everyone is famous outside. They chat, laugh and drink.

At this time, Dongfang City was gone without the purity of the past, and big figures were everywhere. Almost every helmsman of the great sect who could reach came to Dongfang City. It was just one thing, that was the astrology meeting in the Astrology Pavilion every thousand years, but when the Xuanwu tortoise shell was lost, it was cut off. This is a ritual. The gift from heaven to the Astrology Pavilion, and the Astrology Pavilion will give back to the world, so every thousand years, a lucky star will be born. This lucky star gradually became a big sect from the original continent to the fate. Every time when the Astrology Pavilion released the news, countless strong people tried to drag the old man Tianji to the sect and prevent him from going out. Then, fate would fall on them.

From the initial resistance to the later obedience, they discovered that this was also a kind of will of heaven.

This time, the astrology meeting was located in Dongfang City, because since the loss of the tortoise shell, the Astrology Pavilion moved into this remote and uncontested city. It is also the place where the Dongfang family made its fortune without caring about the world. In addition to the eight major sects, there are five other families whose power is not under those sects, Dongfang, Nangong, Ximen, Beiming, and Xuanyuan. The five major families are located in the east, west, south, and middle of the Yixian Continent, and Dongfang City is at the entrance of the Beast God Valley.

The Xuanyuan family controls power, and most of the regulations for all civilians and cultivators are the last rules of the Xuanyuan family to write them into the Immortal Continent.

The Nangong family controls the connections, and the Nangong family truly takes advantage of the whole south and the north.

The Ximen family controls wealth. More than 70% of the large and small shops in the entire Yixian Continent belong to the Ximen family.

The Oriental family made a fortune by hiring. Their ancestors were killers and made a living by receiving orders and selling news. Later, the golden basin washed their hands and dispersed their members, and remained in conflict with the world. What they once had was the most detailed information on the continent.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the uncontested relationship between the Eastern Family that the Astrological Pavilion moved here. It took tens of thousands of years to stay.

Dongfang City is restricted by a special rule of heaven, which makes it peaceful and peaceful. It is precisely because of this special rule that the big men of all sects who come here can't help but choose to enter the teahouse and tavern, but instead become a place for ordinary people in Dongfang City to enter. The younger generation, because the elders are by their side, seem extremely restrained.

Old Man Tianji was sitting on the roof of the Star Gazing Tower, two childish boys stood behind him, one of whom held hands, and Old Man Tianji was still sitting on that special wheelchair, "Prophecy, predict that the master may be in the future." Suddenly, Old Man Tianji spoke, but there was no sadness in his tone.

"Master." The two of Prophecy and Prejudice shouted together, full of surprise and uneasiness.

"Don't worry, life and death are from heaven, but we are not in charge. We are favored by God, but we also hand over everything to heaven. Life and death are only a moment, and we don't know the previous life or the next life. As long as there is no regret at this moment, it is enough." Old Man Tianji smiled, but his eyes were full of regrets. "This time the master is going to be selfish, and the last hexagram of the master will be calculated for you." Old Man Tianji's eyes suddenly firm, dragging the tortoise shell that had been placed on his knees to the palm of his left hand, closing his eyes, and changing various complex hand techniques with his right hand. The two boys suddenly felt a force and pushed the two away. Then, there was a man in white clothes and full of affinity around him. He saw him holding a folding fan in his left hand and shaking it gently.

Old Man Tianji did not open his eyes, even though he had already felt that there was one more person around him. As his hand gestures changed, the stars in the sky actually moved slowly.

The various sects in the Eastern City also knew that the astrology of the old man Tianji had begun. They walked to the streets one after another, looked up at the sky and watched the stars moving. Occasionally, there were meteors dragging their beautiful tails and hovering directly above the Star Gazing Tower. The first and second lessons, one meteor after another circling, gathering directly above the Star Gazing Tower, forming a small vortex.

At this time, the old man Tianji had already been surrounded by a layer of silver light, and the patterns of stars competing for light appeared on the surface of his wheelchair. The patterns became larger and larger, and then rushed into another sea of ​​stars. That was the Taoist map of the old man Tianji. In order to lead Tianji to prophecy and prediction, the old man Tianji fought this time. His whole body was as if surrounded by stars, and the stars were so dazzling every moment.

Even though he knew that the astrology needed quietness, the man in white couldn't help but exclaim.

Those who count the secrets of heaven do not count themselves, and those who count themselves as family members. If they violate the law, the punishment of heaven will be punished.

Sure enough, the meteor vortex in the sky fell like raindrops, and the landing point was the old man Tianji.

The man in white took action, waved his folding fan lightly, and the meteors slowed down in the air and then went out. The stones quickly became powder and scattered in the air. A drop of sweat on the temples of the man in white fell, and his brows frowned. It was obvious that he was not as relaxed as he looked.

The old man Tianji's movements remained unstoppable. There were more and more stars around him, and even began to surround him. His figure was even more overwhelmed by the stars.

The man in white closed the folding fan and slapped the sky one by one. The whirlpool in the sky became smaller and smaller, but his brows became tighter and tighter. Finally, he soared into the sky, put away the folding fan, and faced the last wave of meteor showers.

Without any sound, the man in white turned into a cloud of mist, sucking all the meteor showers in and wrapping them, and then the mist dissipated, revealing the figure of the man in white, with a pale face. His young and handsome face no longer had it, but a middle-aged man with silver hair. The man landed on the ground, dressed heavily in big mouths, and looked at the thousands of stars turning into silver light around the old man Tianji, and smiled.

The Taoist map dissipated, and the silver light on the top of the star-gazing tower also dissipated. The stars in the sky changed faster and kept moving their positions. Then, two silver lights fell and shot into the middle of the prophet and prediction. The two children who had not yet escaped their childishness fell into a deep sleep.

"Chao, thank you." Old Man Tianji spoke, his voice a little weak.

"If you want to exchange your life for the future of these two children, you have to ask me and the Dragon King first. If I hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid you've really integrated with the Heavenly Dao now." Huantun was a little angry and was very unhappy about his old friend's life without hiding it.

"I'm not long after my life, and these two children have discovered it too late and have no time to teach them. I can't let the Astrology Pavilion fall into my hands." Old Man Tianji sighed.

"If you fail and die, and you have not let the heavenly secret fall on them, the Astrology Pavilion will be completely destroyed."

"I have no choice." Old man Tianji lowered his head, his eyes full of helplessness. He could only bet, and if he won, the Astrology Pavilion will still be brilliant after decades or hundreds of years. If he loses the Astrology Pavilion, the Astrology Pavilion will decline from now on.

"How long will you live?" Chaos finally asked this question that he had never dared to face directly, for fear of getting an answer that he could not accept.

"Less than twenty years."

"What did you do?" Chaos frowned, "Based on your age, you should live for another thousand years."

"Forget it."

"Yeqian?" Huantun walked to the guardrail, sat down with his back against the railing, and looked at the old man Tianji.

"Yes." Old Man Tianji looked up, "Just because he returned Xuanwu's armor back to the Astrology Pavilion, it's worth this hexagram."

"Oh." Hun Dun sighed, "He is indeed worth this hexagram. But from a friend's perspective, I don't want you to calculate this hexagram. Is there any way to prolong your life?"

Old Man Tianji shook his head, he was sorry. He had not seen the astrology pavilion reappear in his hands, had not handed the Xuanwu armor to the next generation with his own hands, he had not seen the growth of the child he could not see through, and he did not want to die.

"Let's stay in the Beast God Valley for a while." Hun Dun sighed, "Go to meet the Dragon King too. You can avoid doing stupid things again. We don't want to come out to see you next time, you are gone." After that, Hun Dun's figure disappeared.

Old Man Tianji looked at the direction of Chaos leaving and nodded slightly, "Okay."
Chapter completed!