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Chapter 131 The Mysterious Blind Taoist Priest

Chapter 131 The Mysterious Blind Taoist Priest

Early the next morning, Jiang Siming left three sword seals of the Xianjian Sword and entrusted Flanders to deliver them to Emperor Xue Ye. Then he and Jian Douluo set out on the journey to the Xing Luo Empire.

Meetings are always short, and separation is the biggest theme in life.

The carriage sped along the empty road, raising clouds of dust.

But as the carriage rocked, the two people in the car could not calm down.

"Are you sure?" Jian Douluo said to Jiang Siming who was in deep thought.

"Let's give it a try!" Jiang Siming said calmly, without any emotion at all.

"Have you thought of how to deal with it? The Xing Luo Empire is an empire after all. The power of the two of us alone is probably limited." Jian Douluo said with some concern.

"Tell me about the situation in the Xing Luo Empire!" Jiang Siming asked instead of answering.

Jian Douluo looked at Jiang Siming, who had a serious expression, and said slowly, "The Xingluo Empire has always been controlled by two major families. On the surface, the two families are in harmony, with the Evil Eyed White Tiger family being the main family. In fact, the Evil Eyed White Tiger family has been fighting for the throne from generation to generation, which has led to the loss of talent. Their strength is far weaker than that of the Nether Spirit Cat family, and they were once suppressed. Fortunately, the Evil Eyed White Tiger family also realized the problem and held the military power of the Xingluo Empire tightly in their hands. The two major families have achieved a true balance of power."

"In other words, the two families are not really so closely connected?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but reveal a bit of joy. As long as there is a gap, it is possible to turn enemies into friends.

Jian Douluo nodded and continued, "I have also heard about your girlfriend's incident. It was led by the Nether Spirit Cat Clan. The Evil Eyed White Tiger Clan was slightly biased towards Dai Mubai, but due to the Nether Spirit Cat Clan's tyrannical strength, they chose to be tolerant."

Jiang Siming fell silent.

The carriage slowly drove towards the Xingluo Empire. Jiang Siming's eyes flickered. "If you want to pluck hair from me, that depends on how capable you are!"

A month later.

Star Luo City.

Two people wearing conical hats were walking in the downtown area.

Although the two were dressed strangely, they did not attract much attention. After all, in this world where the strong are respected, who doesn't have a few mortal enemies?

"Let's find a place to stay first and make long-term plans." Jian Douluo said in a low voice. After all, there is still a long time before the six-month deadline, so there is enough time to plan.

Jiang Siming nodded, and his eyes suddenly fixed on the stall in front of him, staring in shock at a blind old man dressed as a Taoist priest sitting quietly in the lotus position. There was a mysterious aura around him, and the flag he was holding upright had the words "divine fortune-telling" written on it.

Such an abrupt presence did not attract anyone's attention, as if the people around him ignored the Taoist priest.

"Impossible! There is no reason! How could there be a Taoist priest in this world?" Jiang Siming's eyes widened and he murmured in disbelief.

Why did Taoist priests appear in Douluo World? Jiang Siming thought quickly in his mind.

"Boy! What's wrong with you?" Jian Douluo said puzzledly.

"Wait for me!" Jiang Siming said, and slowly walked towards the blind Taoist priest.

Jian Douluo looked confused, not knowing what had happened, which made Jiang Siming seem a little agitated.

Jiang Siming was about to speak, but the Taoist priest spoke first, "Go back!"

Jiang Siming was a little stunned, not knowing whether the other party was talking to him?

"Master? May I ask if you are from Earth?" Jiang Siming asked tentatively.

"Alas! Our meeting is fate, so I will give you a fortune." The old Taoist seemed very disappointed. He did not answer Jiang Siming, but spoke to himself.

The old Taoist groped in his sleeve, took out a few copper coins and spread them on the ground.

"What does the hexagram indicate?" Jiang Siming asked impatiently. In his previous life, he might not have thought that the man in front of him was a charlatan.

But now, Jiang Siming was sure that the person in front of him was no ordinary person.

"You have two paths to choose. If you keep going, you will be invincible in the world, but it will be difficult for you to find someone, and you will regret it in the world. If you turn back, you will also be invincible in the world, but you will regret it for the rest of your life. To become the strongest, except for gaining strength, you will lose everything." The blind Taoist said with vicissitudes of life, exuding a sad atmosphere that instantly infected Jiang Siming.

Jiang Siming tried to figure out the meaning of the blind Taoist's words, but he couldn't figure it out.

Jiang Siming looked up and wanted to ask more questions, but found that there was nothing in front of him.

A hand suddenly rested on Jiang Siming's shoulder. It was Jian Douluo.

"Boy, what are you doing? Standing facing the air for a long time?" Jian Douluo asked with some confusion.

Jiang Siming couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The blind Taoist priest had definitely existed, but it seemed that only he had seen him. That person's strength might have reached the realm of being all-powerful.

"What does it mean?" Jiang Siming couldn't help but mutter.

In the chaos, a figure suddenly appeared. If Jiang Siming was here, he would definitely find that this person was the blind old Taoist priest.

"You're cheating!" A mocking voice echoed in the chaos.

"After countless epochs, this is the only thing I regret, but I just can't forget it?" The old Taoist sighed.

"Why bother? If you really succeed, will you still be yourself?" The teasing voice sounded again.

The boss shook his head helplessly.

"What's going on over there recently?" the old Taoist priest suddenly asked.

"The aura of that door has appeared again, but I can't control the world it appears in this time." The originally teasing voice became a little heavy.

"Oh? Looks like I have to work again!" The blind old Taoist stretched lazily, his eyes suddenly opened, empty and mysterious, flowing like the Milky Way.

In a luxurious hotel in Xingluo City, Jiang Siming sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, but he could not calm his heart for a long time.

The old Taoist's words were obviously a reminder to himself. Would something happen during this trip to Xingluo that would make him regret?

The more Jiang Siming thought about it, the more confused he became. Beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his brows became more and more furrowed. Jiang Siming suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

"System! Who exactly is that Taoist priest?" Jiang Siming asked hurriedly.

However, this time the system chose to remain silent and ignored Jiang Siming's question.

After not getting a response from the system for a long time, Jiang Siming felt more and more as if he was in a huge mystery and he knew nothing.

After a sleepless night, Jiang Siming was feeling upset.

Jian Douluo woke up early in the morning and looked at Jiang Siming, who looked a little tired. He didn't know what had happened for a moment.

Since yesterday, Jiang Siming, who was originally calm and composed, suddenly became worried, as if he was hiding some secret in his heart.

"Boy, you're not in good condition. What happened?" Jian Douluo asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Jiang Siming said listlessly.

"This is not like you. Don't forget why we are here!" Jian Douluo reminded.

Jiang Siming was stunned for a moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head violently.

"Let's go! Let's meet those old guys!" Jiang Siming regained his spirit. The most important thing now was the safety of his wife.

Jian Douluo looked at Jiang Siming's emotional changes and felt a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it.

(End of this chapter)