Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Even in modern society, there are still remote and isolated wildernesses.

Here, there are no concrete jungles, no noisy crowds, only thickets of shrubs, birds, beasts, fish, and insects, all still abiding by ancient laws of nature.

The strong prey on the weak, struggling to survive.

One day.

Ringing songs echoed from the depths of the mountain forests, startling many birds, and even the fierce beasts quietly arched their bodies.

"Watching the chessboard, the woodcutting sound, leisurely walking along the clouds, selling firewood, buying wine, laughing heartily. The autumn path is high, resting under the pine roots, waking up at dawn."

"Recognizing the old forest, climbing cliffs, wielding an axe to cut dead vines."

The song resounded through the forest, carrying a sense of boldness, freedom, and being untouched by dirt.

Although the birds and beasts did not understand the meaning, they naturally comprehended the carefree spirit, and a ripple seemed to arise in their bewildered hearts.

"Rustle, rustle..."

The trees shook, and a figure appeared at the top of the mountain.

The newcomer was dressed in a Daoist Robe, wore Yin Yang Boots, hair coiled atop his head fastened with a Meridian Hairpin, appearing as a Daoist cultivating in the deep mountains.

In such desolate mountains, with no paths, not a speck of dust was on his body.

His eyes were bright, like two pieces of black jade; with each breath, two streams of white air flowed between his nose and mouth.

"Whoosh..."

Exhaling turbid air long and forcefully, the breath shot forward several zhang away, leaving a long mark in the air that lingered for a while before dissipating.

"What a place!"

Surveying the surroundings, Fang Zheng slowly nodded:

"What a feng shui treasure land!"

To verify whether modern society has inherited magic, the first thing he thought of were the two branches within magic, Feng Shui, and Divination.

By chance.

Master Jiuyuan is an expert in this area!

Magic can be concealed, but Feng Shui is laid out in the open; if there truly are masters, they certainly would leave something in special Feng Shui locations.

Such places,

are not too hard to find, although rare.

"It’s actually a Four Symbols Land!"

Looking ahead, Fang Zheng’s eyes sparkled, the Celestial Secret Compass deep within his Sea of Consciousness slowly spinning, bringing forth relevant information to his mind.

The so-called Four Symbols Land, also known as the Four Spirits Land, is a type of Feng Shui treasure land.

Feng Shui secret states:

"The Cyan Dragon rises fiercely at the Yi pulse, the Bing Ding tide beckons again. On Geng Xin positions, the Snake Form is exposed, Ren Gui peaks tower high. At the center of Wu Ji lies a grave, producing outstanding descendants."

"This place, named Four Symbols Land, is best for establishing camps and homes!"

Fang Zheng squinted slightly, quietly using the Qi Observation Technique.

In an instant.

Everything before his eyes transformed, myriad streams of smoke emerged between heaven and earth, flowing in certain patterns, and among them, there were several apparent nodes.

Especially one node, where the energies of heaven and earth coalesced.

A feng shui treasure hole!

Fang Zheng’s eyes narrowed, his feet stepping on Qingfeng, heading toward the node, his body like a phantom, gliding tens of zhang with each move.

He displayed the Celestial Charm Body Technique of the Joyful Union Sect.

This technique,

he naturally learned from Qin Keqing.

After several sedatives and the High Tier Mind Confusion Technique left by Master Jiuyuan, Qin Keqing’s secrets were all revealed.

Including several Cultivation Techniques of the Joyful Union Sect.

"Swish!"

Fang Zheng descended from above, his speed was extremely fast, yet his landing was silent, and even the grass beneath his feet only slightly bent.

Demonstrating the mastery of a Light Body Technique.

"Graveyard!"

The mounds before him made his eyebrows raise slightly:

"Being able to detect the Four Symbols Land, and burying the ancestral grave here, it shows that there were highly skilled Feng Shui Masters present back then, indicating there is a Feng Shui inheritance in this realm."

"Interesting!"

Fang Zheng mused.

Feng Shui seems insignificant but is infinitely profound. If utilized well, it can assist in success or kill invisibly.

"It seems that modern society also has magic inheritance, but since it’s not evident, perhaps it’s like Martial Arts, with not very high grades."

"No!"

"Magic is different from Martial Arts."

He touched his chin, muttering to himself:

"If magic is utilized well, it can alter fate, determine life and death; even nobles if caught by it, would have no remedy."

"Thus..."

"The status is much higher."

For a moment, many historical tales featuring Feng Shui and Fortune Tellers surfaced in his mind one after another.

A founding emperor, predicted to have an imperial appearance before rising; a disregarded concubine’s son was proclaimed to inherit the throne; a wise monarch destroying a family due to a Fortune Teller’s words...

All these puzzles, once unclear, now find explanation.

"Those proficient in Feng Shui, Divination, even magic, though scarce, certainly exist and leverage their abilities across Jianghu and court, earning the admiration of countless mortals."

"However..."

"These people’s abilities aren’t strong, merely possessing some superpowers, so if they speak wrongly, they can still be executed by officials, without any resistance."

"No!"

Fang Zheng’s heart stirred:

"In modern society, there should be such people too, offering prophecies and Feng Shui consultations, regarded as honorable guests by those in high positions, gaining both status and wealth."

"Only, due to their scarcity and lack of inheritance, they are unknown to the common person."

After pondering, he raised his hand and released a Spirit Talisman.

"Endless Universe, drawing upon Heaven and Earth, trace..."

"Go!"

With a low murmur, the Spirit Talisman ignited without fire, transforming into a wisp of blue smoke circling the graveyard, then turned and drifted afar.

"There is indeed human presence."

Fang Zheng smiled:

"Since it’s someone visiting the grave, they must be descendants of the tomb’s owner, they might reveal some clues."

Resolute in his intentions, he stepped toward where the blue smoke drifted.