Fate Cultivation: I Have A Full Level Of Divinatory Skills

The new dynasty of Daxia, the third year of Shengzhi.

864 Years of the Immortal Calendar.

Jinzhou City

It had been three years since the previous dynasty, Great Yan, had died, and everything seemed to have been covered up by time.

The first ray of sunlight at noon enters the city, bringing a lively atmosphere to the entire place.

The teahouses, inns, and taverns on the streets were all overcrowded, and the laughter of the diners made the area extremely bustling.

On the official road, traders yell and from to set up stalls, ice gourd standing in the street, the road is full of pedestrians, children playfully running through.

Really a good picture of the world's prosperity.

East of the marketplace there is a well-maintained pawnshop tile building, door plaque engraved with "Huai word small pawnshop".

"Shopkeeper Zhao, take a look, how much is this stone worth?"

A big man with a sweatband tied to his forehead threw a common pebble in front of a young man.

Only this youth was born so handsome.

Dressed in an ink-colored tunic, his clothes were neat and unblemished, and his waist was equipped with a string of golden copper coins.

His features were white and clean, his angles were clear, his nose was firm, and he was as handsome as jade, with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

It looked rather affable and approachable.

Zhao Huai picked up the stone and scrutinized the crystalline pebbles in front of him for a moment.

Immediately after, a golden copper coin suddenly appeared in his hand, and he tossed it without thinking.

This seemingly inadvertent action did not attract the big man's attention.

"Two hundred wen, what do you think?"

After looking at the copper coin for a long time and tossing it for half a day, Zhao Huai finally spoke.

"Two hundred wen?"

"It can't be more."

"Two hundred wen is two hundred wen . Alas, count me unlucky."

The big man grumbled with his mouth, but he couldn't hide the smile under the corner of his eyes.

"Wait for me to find the money."

Zhao Huai muttered in a low voice, and then rummaged through the cabinets underneath.

Since the big man had gotten the price, he wasn't in a hurry.

Propping his hands on the counter, a pair of small eyes began to peek around.

But after half a day of glancing, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

He found that this store is really poor, actually not even a valuable calligraphy and painting.

So his mouth said carelessly:

"I said the shopkeeper ah, you are a pawnshop, how the house even a handful of treasures are not ah? You're like this, when others come, I'm afraid they won't dare to press things on you."

Zhao Huai pulled out a hang of money from the cabinet, all square hole copper coins.

Counting them one by one, he counted them, a whole two hundred.

"It can't be helped, business is down oh."

Zhao Huai raised his head and replied helplessly.

"It's also true, your reputation as the pawnshop's Little Langjun is not covered, it's a miracle that your store has been able to open for three years."

The big man let out a light laugh that seemed like flirting, more like sarcasm.

But when Zhao Huai heard it, he did not have the slightest anger on his face and said indifferently:

"Pawnshop is life, it's best if you can earn money, but you don't have to force yourself."

The big man smiled and said, "The boss's mentality is very lenient."

"The past man well, all look down."

"Here, take this money."

Zhao Huai smiled and handed out the money.

As soon as the big man took the money, he felt heavy in his hand, and while his heart was solid, his mood was suddenly happy, so he couldn't help but say one more sentence.

"I say shopkeeper, you came to Jinzhou three years ago, right?"

When Zhao Huai heard this, his heart was immediately on guard, his face still with a smile, he asked a rhetorical question: "Why do you say that na?"

The big man swept a glance around, whispered: "If yes, you have to be careful, recently somehow, the government has been checking the three years to the states of the new household registration, this is not, next door to the cake Wang Erha, three years ago in Jinzhou, or a black household, yesterday was arrested by the government for questioning, and now I do not know whether it is dead or alive.

"If it is not, take it as I have farted."

The big man smiled and said.

Zhao Huai shook his head and laughed lightly, "Don't worry, I've been here in Jinzhou for seven or eight years, so you don't have to worry about me."

"Alright then, I'll push some business over to the shopkeeper some other day, I'll leave first."

The big man clutched the money in his hand and didn't stay long, saying goodbye right away.

As he went out the door, his mouth was still snickering.

"Haha!"

"A stone picked up in the mountains can be sold for two hundred wen, this head of the family is afraid that he is not a fool, hey, two days of meal money is there."

Zhao Huai sat on the chair and watched the big man leave, the smile on his face couldn't help but converge and become very grave.

He stood up, closed the door, and flipped up the "closed" sign.

Zhao Huai went to the dark warehouse behind the store and lit the oil lamp.

The entire warehouse was filled with precious antiques and artifacts, and there were also a lot of jewelry, spirit stones, and other treasures.

On the highest floor of the warehouse, there was an exquisite wooden box with a white jade dragon seal set inside.

Zhao Huai held the stone he had just obtained in his hand.

"Wow!"

With a breath of effort, the stone in his palm immediately shattered into powder.

As the dust dispersed, a crystal jade-like Xuan Ring appeared in his hand.

"Who's the fool?"

At this moment, a deep smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Huai's mouth.

His gaze was as sharp as a knife.

He wasn't actually a person from this world, but a traveler.

He had just opened his own eyes and realized that he was located in the middle of a splendid palace, surrounded by a group of eunuchs.

It was only then that he reacted to the fact that he had actually traveled across the world and had actually turned into a prince who was on the run.

The last prince of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The Dayan Dynasty was originally a great unified dynasty, and his predecessor was a hedonist who had nothing to do all day long, to manage politics, managing politics doesn't work, to cultivate, cultivation doesn't work, it kind of set the tone of mediocre qualifications.

The son can be taught like this, the father is not a good bird.

All prosperous dynasties can not escape the fate of decline, Dayan dynasty was overthrown by the insurgents, the emperor was hanged himself on a tree behind the palace.

That day, the predecessor escaped from the palace, could not stand the humiliation of fleeing, so he wanted to throw himself into the lake.

The man was dead, but then he came.

The new dynasty that replaced him was none other than the present day Daxia.

Zhao Huai south to continue all the way to exile, through a large number of states and counties, and finally in the south of a salt city by the sea, Jinzhou settled down.

Zhao Huai looked at the golden coin in his hand and couldn't help but be mesmerized.

He went all the way south, avoiding searches, experienced military chaos, plague and famine, people around him also died on the road one by one, but why is he the only one who survived?

He relied on this golden coin.

As long as the coin is tossed, the mind will be able to know the good and bad of things, and divine the future of things in advance.

Zhao Huai precisely with this small coin, survived, and sold the gold and silver accessories brought out of the palace, but also opened a small pawnshop, living in seclusion in the people.

This living, is three years.

These three years, Zhao Huai did not have a desire for revenge, the original owner's revenge for killing his father, honestly, he did not feel anything.

He only wanted to live, that's all.

This was a world where Immortal Cultivation was honored, where the human race and demons existed side by side.

The secular world was ruled by the major dynasties, and the cultivators were governed by five ancient and powerful Immortal Cultivation Clans with a long history of inheritance.

These powerful sects were also called Immortal Sects.

Immortal sects usually didn't interfere in mundane affairs.

Therefore, Zhao Huai's intentions were also clear, cultivating Immortality was what he should do, becoming Immortal was his goal.

Only by becoming an immortal could he be left alone.

As for the hatred of killing his father, let's do it again in the next life.

Zhao Huai gripped the Xuan Ring tightly and murmured with a look of anticipation, then immediately tossed the golden copper coin in his hand.

He didn't know what was inside the ring.

Was it a demon that had taken over his body?

Or a benevolent old grandfather?

Who knows, so when in doubt, toss a copper coin first.

In a flash, a line appeared in front of Zhao Huai's eyes.

[Misfortune and misfortune are mutually dependent, let's just look at them]

[Two, no self not self seek, trigrams thousands, all from the heart]

"Trigram 1: Opportunity, the blessed one, mysterious ring, origin unknown, collect the ring, you will be instructed to be "blessed".

Seeing the word "Fortune" between the lines, Zhao Huai immediately revealed a bright smile.

Since it was "Fortune", it meant that there was nothing unfavorable to him.

Without saying a word, Zhao Huai bit his fingertip and recognized the Xuan Ring with a drop of blood.

A strange feeling surged through him, and he could already see what was inside the Xuan Ring.

Before Zhao Huai had a chance to take a glance, an orange colored light flew out and entered his mind.

Newbie new book, please take care!

(End of chapter)