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Chapter 437

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After leaving the research institute, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal tossed the spirit sword on his back aside and chose to fly it home.

The sword on Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's back was called Brilliant Victory, which clearly meant "ever-victorious and brilliant."

This sword hadn't been made by Fatty Luo, but had been passed down from Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's ancestors. It was usually in a sealed state with layers of seals wrapped around it like a rice dumpling, but it actually didn't affect its ability to fly a sword; at most, it looked a little worse for wear.

Another pain in the ass point was that this spirit sword had been forged by a weaponsmithing master from out of town, so when Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had obtained it back then … the sword plate number of this spirit sword was from out of town! During the morning and evening rush hours, there was a flight restriction!

But the timing was just right; if he took a spirit bus back, it would take up a lot of time.

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had just jumped onto the spirit sword and was about to set off when he received a phone call.

He looked at the caller ID: Cheat Master Reed … (he hadn't typed it wrong)

Eh? Was it Cheat Master Reed?

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stared blankly at the screen. After touring Immortal Toya's Chrysanthemum Island, he had privately looked for this fortune-teller friend of his, Daoist Reed. People had given him the nickname Cheat Reed Master because his divination was as accurate as a cheat!

Like Fatty Luo, this person wasn't in the chat group, but he was very good friends with Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal.

No matter what era it was, there were always mavericks … there were too many eccentrics in the cultivation circle to count. Some people didn't join the group, so there was no point in pulling them in.

In the end, it was up to the individual; who knew if one day they would feel lonely like Daoist Guang and want to join the group to chat every day …

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the line came Cheat Master Reed's voice with a slight local accent. "Hey? Fungus? Like Li? "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Mm, Brother Reed, like me, like me …" As soon as he said this, the young man in white couldn't help stamping his foot. Every time he spoke to Cheat Master Reed, his accent would slip!

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal composed himself and asked, "Brother Lu, is there any news about the divination I asked you to do?"

After leaving Chrysanthemum Island, he had looked for Cheat Master Reed with the intention of telling Immortal Toya's marriage fortune!

However, marriage divination was what Daoist Reed hated the most. Not only did it take a long time to complete, but every person who asked for a marriage divination would also develop a kind of overconfidence after learning about the direction of their own marriage fate …

So why were there so many straight men and straight women nowadays?

Daoist Reed felt that he was partly to blame …

Thus, if one were to ask Daoist Reed for a marriage divination, unless they were very good friends, they wouldn't accept this type of divination no matter how much money they were offered.

Daoist Reed said, "Marriage divination … I'll have to wait for a while. It's not easy to do, but once it's done, it'll definitely be accurate!"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Then why did Brother Lu look for me today?"

Daoist Reed: "Fungus, do you still remember the first few times you asked me to kill you, you gave me the eight characters of your birth."

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal nodded. "Mm … that seems to be the case …"

But even so, it had been a long time, at least several hundred years!

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal remembered that he had left the eight characters of his birth for the sake of fortune-telling.

Daoist Reed, on the other hand, had the habit of storing the information of his frequent customers for future use.

Daoist Reed: "Last time, before I was helping Fungus's friend with his divination, I took the wrong eight characters of his birth, and accidentally took them to be Fungus's. When I was done, I realized that something was wrong … "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal frowned slightly. "Took the wrong one?"

This was a fairly low-level mistake, and it was basically impossible for an experienced fortune-teller like Daoist Reed to make a mistake. Generally speaking, this kind of unintentional misreading of the eight characters was usually a sign of something.

Daoist Reed's thoughts were almost the same as Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's. "I felt that this mistake might be some kind of sign, so I helped Fungus with his divination first."

"And the result?"

"According to the divination, Fungus might be in for a bloody calamity …"

"Great misfortune?"

"Wrong! It seems extremely ominous! "

"…"

"It seems to be an ominous divination of life and death!"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal broke out in a sweat. "You didn't make a mistake, did you?"

On the other end of the phone, Daoist Reed shook his head. "It can't be wrong; I did it three times! Originally, I had my suspicions that there might be a problem somewhere … Previously, I had helped Fungus Garlic calculate its fortune. Fungus Garlic would be blessed with the light of fortune for the next thousand years. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be too likely for such an inauspicious divination to appear. Furthermore, when I did the divination for the second and third times, I even used the imperial garlic divining magic artifact. "

Daoist Reed was very confident in the accuracy of his divination. "This garlic divining magic artifact is amazing. So far, I've never failed with this magic artifact …"

"What kind of magic artifact is it?"

"It's a magic sword called the Fortune Avoidance Sword!"

"…"

"This sword … can predict misfortune, but not fortune. If the divination is steady and auspicious, the magic sword won't move at all … The more ominous the divination, the more the sword will tremble! When I tested it on Fungus today, it was like a vibrator with the highest gear on! "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Then, Brother Reed, do you have a way to break it?"

Daoist Reed sighed and looked a little embarrassed. "If it's very ominous, I have a way … as for extremely ominous … Fungus, Brother, there's something I don't know if I should say …"

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "Brother Reed, please speak your mind …"

Daoist Reed: "Fungus, please pay me for the garlic divination right away! You can go in peace, Empress Lan … I'm afraid if you delay any longer, I won't be able to receive it … "

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal: "…"

After the call ended, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal stared at the screen and sank into deep thought for a long time …

To be honest, it wasn't that he didn't know what extremely ominous meant; this was a divination of imminent disaster. Generally speaking, this kind of divination was no different from receiving a notice of critical illness in the hospital …

But no matter how he thought about it, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal couldn't understand why he was suddenly facing imminent disaster.

No …

If that was the case, he couldn't go back yet! Once an extremely ominous divination was divined, it would come true within twenty-four hours! Furthermore, the ominous scent would spread to the surroundings … If he went home at this time, even Little Silver might be implicated!

What should he do?

Should he go look for Brother Ling …

Just as he was about to make a call, there was a whoosh! At that moment, a streak of sword qi actually attacked him from afar!

This sword qi was a warning, and it brushed past Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's ear at an extremely fast speed as it swept away a few strands of his black hair …

Who was it?!

Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal looked in the direction the sword qi had come from.

In the moonlight, he saw a very evil-looking young man standing on a high street lamp and staring at him with a dark expression on his face.

The young man sneered and said indifferently, "I am Evil Sword God …"

"Sword God …"

"God …"

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