The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu glanced at the old man.

This old man is naturally close.

He is recognized as the master of fortunes closest to heaven.

But Jing Jiu had no interest in him, even if the other party mentioned Jingyang.

It was not until he heard this sentence that he faced each other for the first time.

Because whether it is a guess or a habit of pretending to be a ghost, in short, the other party is right.

He really didn't care much about the world.

This is not a secret, except that he has no need and no chance to announce it to the whole world.

Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue should have some feelings, and because of their different relationship with Jing Jiu, they cannot be confirmed.

Tian Jinren said that this was broken, which made him a little surprised.

But instead of following the other party's words, he asked: "I heard that everyone can ask three questions."

The pen in Tianjinren's hand stopped on the paper and said, "Yes, any problem is fine."

When he spoke, he did not look up at Jing Jiu.

This does not mean impolite, because people across the continent know that his eyes cannot see things.

Jing Jiu stared at his forehead and seemed to want to see something in those wrinkles.

Tian Jinren is also waiting for something.

The entire Chaoge City knew that he was here, but did not know that he lived in the old Meiyuan.

Those who can know his whereabouts today and come here quietly are by no means extraordinary.

Such as Luo Huainan, the young man in Jinyi, of course, including Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu.

As the most famous numerology master of Chaotian Continent, Tian Jinren's words and deeds can often affect a person or even a sect.

Those who have the opportunity to consult him will be very cautious about the choice of the three questions.

For those who come to Meiyuan today, their problems involve destiny or mainland air transportation. What about Jing Jiu?

Tian Jinren would like to know what this leader of the young generation of Qingshan Sect, this young man with countless secrets, will ask himself questions today.

Only in this way can he know what Jing Jiu's secret is.

Without thinking about it, Jing Jiu said his own problem.

"I want to know what they are asking."

The breeze, with a very light floral fragrance, infiltrated through the window and was quickly swallowed by incense.

It's like the time swallowed by the spring light.

The quietness in the room originated from the silence of Tianjin.

Silence is not because this question is difficult to answer, but because of an accident.

Tianjin people need to think clearly about the real intention of Jing Jiu's question.

Characters like Luo Huainan, knowing his problems, may be truly close to his secrets, which is of course very important.

The problem is that no one will use such an important opportunity to find out the secrets of others.

Until now, Tian Jinren still thinks that Jing Jiu was just going to go, but he was just trying to escape.

He did not believe that someone would not cherish the opportunity to be criticized by himself.

Do not know how long it took, Tian Jinren slowly put the pen on the inkstone and said a word.

"Understanding the secrets of others can naturally earn a lot of bargains, but what is more important in the world than to recognize yourself and grasp the future?

The ink and ink separated in the inkstone were stirred again by the falling nib, and they could no longer be separated into black and white.

"You have to ask people about your own affairs, that is too much failure."

Jing Jiu said: "I have failed and don't like that feeling."

Tian Jinren confirmed that he really didn't care about this opportunity.

Quiet again for a long time.

Tian Jinren said quietly, "Luo Huainan's problem is just as weird as you are."

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...

The window was open, the aroma in the room was still strong, and there was just a line written on the paper, the water and ink were separating.

Luo Huainan stood before the case with respect, praised several times, got a response, and praised again, as if he had never used familiar ink.

As for the fact that Tianjin cannot see things, why can he write such a good calligraphy, like Jing Jiu, he did not ask.

He asked: "Seniors watch countless people in this life, what are they looking at?"

Tian Jinren said: "I see the past and the future."

Luo Huainan remained silent for a long time, and asked again: "I would also like to ask how the snow country is."

Tian Jinren closed his eyes and wondered whether he was deducing calculations or hesitating whether he could divulge the heavenly machine.

"Snow Country has been cold in recent years, and it should be cold for a long time."

"As long as hot pot has been popular in the Underworld?"

"Yes, at least one hundred years."

Hearing this answer, Luo Huainan's face showed a sincere smile and said, "Then don't worry, thank you senior."

Luo Huainan did not ask himself, he cared about the human race.

The first question is not counted. He skillfully uses the latter two questions to get the answers he wants.

The weather in the snow country and the hot pot in the underworld will continue for another 100 years, so the human race need not worry for the time being.

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Luo Huainan's problem did not exceed Jing Jiu's ideas.

What about Zhao Layue?

Tian Jinren said: "She stood in front of me, hesitated for a long time, and finally ... didn't ask any questions."

Jing Jiu thoughtfully.

Tian Jinren said: "Next, you have two questions."

"Since she didn't ask, I won't ask."

Jing Jiu said: "And you and I know that you let me in. You don't want to ask me to ask you, but you want to ask me."

Tian Jinren straightened up slowly, looking out the window, not knowing where to look, or what he could see if his eyes were blind.

Jing Jiu said: "Jianxi came to ask, or the emperor, or someone from Qingshan Sect?"

Tian Jinren said: "I am indeed trusted, but I will not tell you who you are, because you gave up the next two questions yourself."

Jing Jiu said, "Then why do you think I will answer you?"

Tian Jinren suddenly said something else: "If my feelings are correct, you should have no disguise, just a young man in his twenties."

Jing Jiu said: "Not bad."

Tian Jinren said indifferently: "In this way, in front of an old man like me, are you different from a naked baby without a ray?"

The words are not clear, the meaning is very clear.

His eyes can't see anything, but just one glance, he can see through all the camouflage, even if it's heaven.

Because he is close to heaven.

Jing Jiu said, "Are you sure you want to see me?"

Tian Jinren said: "Good, or do you dare not?"

Jing Jiu looked at him and said, "Can you afford it?"

Tian Jinren said: "I dare to peep a glance at Tian Dao, not to mention a young man."

After saying this, he looked up and looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu did not avoid it, but looked back quietly at the other party.

As he looked up, the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper.

His eyes are indeed completely blind, leaving only white eyes without pupils, and he looks like a round jade ball buried in the tomb.

These eyes are very weird, as if they have a certain magical power, they can absorb all the light, including their eyes.

Jing Jiu's eyes gradually faded, and then no longer changed.

It's like the green leaves that fell on the quagmire, can no longer dance with the wind, and will fall into it.

The time in the room also slowed down and then stopped.