Hearing this, Shi Laodao raised his head to look at the sky, then turned to look at Prince Ning.

"Have you noticed that the number of days has changed since the moment Ya'er's doll brought Lu Mingjun close to the palace?"

"The Ziwei Emperor Star, which had been dormant for thousands of years, regained its vitality and began to try to comfort the world with its faint light."

"Unify the world?" Prince Ning's breath was stagnant, and a flash of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

I saw that at this time, Shi Laodao picked up the tea cup, said nothing, and looked at the sky with his mountaineering eyes, trying to see through the illusion hidden in the sky.

"Zheng!"

At the same moment, blood dropped from Shi Laodao's eyes, and a mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth on the ground.

"Master!" Prince Ning's expression suddenly changed.

Shi Laodao waved his hand, picked up his sleeve and wiped the corner of his mouth. His face looked a bit older, and his voice became a little hoarse: "It's okay... Damn it, I'll only live ten years less."

The corner of Prince Ning's mouth twitched. He looked relaxed, but in fact he was extremely worried. Shi Laodao's longevity was already very low, so how much more would he have left after deducting ten years.

"If I just say a few words, you old thing will lose ten years of your life. I don't want you to poop and urinate while you are lying on the bed!"

Hearing this, Shi Laodao smiled calmly: "You have some conscience."

Immediately afterwards, Shi Laodao waved his hand and started to chase people away: "Okay, if you have nothing to do, don't stay here with me. You can get out."

"As for what I just saw, old Taoist, don't worry about it. If you still want me to live a few more years, just forget about it. The secret must not be leaked."

Just as Prince Ning was about to say something, he saw Old Taoist Shi pick up a horsetail whisk, put it on his wrist, and with a slight wave, Prince Ning and his wife disappeared instantly on the 33rd floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

This ability to change places and move things around has probably gone a long way in mountaineering.

Shi Laotao took a deep breath, returned to the practice room, lit sandalwood, sat cross-legged on the futon, and gradually fell into deep thought.

"There is a time to die, and a time to live. No matter what happens, it will be in vain. Once it passes by, there is no doubt in my heart."

This is what Shi Laodao felt when he stared at the sky. This hexagram made him want to scold his mother. Ten years of life was exchanged for a life and death, wealth and honor in heaven.

But whether this was Tianji again warning him not to interfere, I don't know, I can't figure it out.

The so-called Son of Destiny unnaturally interferes with the celestial phenomena, or does the celestial phenomenon allow you to just watch it and not try to act against heaven?

The so-called sky watchers cannot see the whole picture of events, they can only guess the general direction. If they can really predict the future, it is not a mountaineering realm. The future is inherently illusory. They can only observe people's behavior by studying numerology, and then judge based on this. What generally happens after a person's actions.

Things are ever-changing, but the result obtained by Shi Laodao was not bad. It was a winning lottery. Although there was no intention of superiority, there was no disaster of inferiority.

"No matter what, I will stay here in the thirty-third heaven during this period and try not to come into contact with that boy."
Chapter completed!