One Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty Seven Face God

Madam Jing has thought about it, if Jing Jiaren can successfully gain the recognition of the ancestors of the deceased prophets in this face-to-face ceremony, and gain their divination power. Then, Mrs. Jing decided to restore her position as young master. In this way, she could make up for her fault.

Jing Jiaren has always had ambitions, and she also wants to take this opportunity to regain her position as young master.

Therefore, when Jing Jiaren learned that she still had a chance to meet her, she was so excited that she didn't sleep well all night. In order to cover up her indigo-colored eyes, she even wore a slightly tipsy eye makeup today.

When Jing Jiaren heard the Miracle Emperor calling her name, her heart suddenly beat a few beats faster.

She took a slight step forward and bowed respectfully to the Miracle Emperor. She raised her head and heard the Miracle Emperor say: "Originally, I was not very satisfied with you. In order to obtain the so-called "Divination Secret Art", your Jing family sent several batches of descendants to the inner courtyard. I have seen Among the many disciples of the Jing family, you are not the one I admire the most. To be honest, you are still a bit inferior to your aunt Jing Rujiu. Although you are both the female heads of the Jing family, Your aunt is both bloody and benevolent. And although you are bloody and full of wisdom, you are not an excellent fortune teller. You are the most qualified heir of the Jing family, but you are definitely not the best fortune teller of the Jing family. division."

Hearing this, Jing Jiaren's eyes flashed slightly, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes. She bit her lip gently and asked in a low voice: "Have you met my aunt?"

Mrs. Jing was in a daze for a moment.

After hearing Jing Jiaren's question, Mrs. Jing also pricked up her ears.

"I've seen it." The Miracle Emperor didn't intend to elaborate on how he met Jing Rujiu, but then he said: "Jia Jing, whether you admit it or not, I'm sure that if you and Jing Rujiu that day Yu Huang did not take the initiative to withdraw from the competition. If you two confront each other on the field, then in the end, the title of Saintess will still not fall on your head."

The Miracle Emperor directly confirmed that Yu Huang's strength was far superior to Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren subconsciously turned back to look at Yu Huang, but seeing that Yu Huang's expression was calm and not complacent because of the Miracle Emperor's praise, Jing Jiaren calmed down again.

"However, it was precisely because of your voluntary withdrawal that day that I saw the kindness you should have as a fortune teller. You may not be as happy with me as your aunt, but as a fortune teller, you are still You are worthy of your mission. Therefore, I will give you an extra chance to meet you."

"Jing Jiaren, I am willing to give you this opportunity. Whether you can succeed or not depends on your own luck."

Jing Jiaren knelt down directly to Song Ji and said, "Junior, thank you for your appreciation. You are willing to give me this opportunity. I am very grateful." After saying this, Jing Jiaren looked at Yu Huang again.

There was arrogance, fighting spirit, and provocation in her eyes. "Yu Huang, I will go all out, regardless of the result."

Yu Huang was not angry.

She nodded and said, "Bless you."

Jing Jiaren nodded with a complicated expression, then passed the Miracle Emperor, entered through the main entrance of the Divination Star Tower, climbed up the stairs, and climbed to the top floor of the Divination Star Tower.

The top floor was very empty. In the spacious room, there was a simple solid wood table, and a thick ancient book was placed on the table. That should be the legendary "On the Possibility of God's Prophet".

The top of the star tower is a starry sky image created using a formation. Standing under the starry sky image, Jing Jiaren has the illusion that she is in the galaxy of the universe. She took a deep breath, strode towards the table, and stretched out her right hand towards the book with piety and excitement.

The calligraphy on the cover of the book is mottled and it says "On the Possibility of God's Prophet".

Jing Jiaren opened the book and found that in the thick book, there was only one sentence written repeatedly -

[Do you believe in the existence of divine prophets? 】

Jing Jiaren fell silent in response to this question.

Is this what the paper is about? No wonder every class of saints and saints had complicated expressions when they left the top floor of the Divination Star Tower. They also made a tacit agreement never to reveal the contents of their papers to outsiders. Jing Jiaren also asked Mrs. Jing about the content of the paper, but Mrs. Jing always said enigmatically: "You will know after you see it with your own eyes." 】

At that time, Jing Jiaren thought the content of the paper was very profound, so her grandma refused to talk more about it.

Now it seems that grandma clearly doesn't want to talk about it.

Who would have thought that the treatise on Miracle Emperor that all fortune-tellers desperately want to read would only contain this sentence?

To fool the ghost, you still have to make up a story.

But when this question was raised, Jing Jiaren had to answer it.

For a time, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

Should I answer that I believe it, or should I answer that I don’t believe it?

Different answers will bring her different results. If she gets the answer wrong, she will have no chance.

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt tightness in her chest, as if she was being crushed by a huge boulder. Before she could feel the pain, she suddenly heard a ticking sound, which sounded like the sound of the second hand turning.

There was a countdown for her inside the fortune-telling star building.

Jing Jiaren raised her head suddenly and looked at the star image above her head. Every time the second hand sounded, one star would be missing. If she can't give the answer when all the stars disappear, she will be eliminated.

Soon, there were only a few stars left above the head.

In the last two seconds, Jing Jiaren suddenly said: "Believe it."

Then, Jing Jiaren saw that the content in the book had changed. A new question replaced the previous question and appeared on the paper——

【Do you believe in the existence of God? 】

There was no countdown sound this time, but the writing on the paper was slowly disappearing. Realizing that if she couldn't give the answer before the handwriting disappeared, she would fail. Jing Jiaren could only follow her own heart and pretended to be calm and said: "Letter."

The writing paused briefly, and then changed the question again: [When you foresee the annihilation of the Qilin tribe, the first thought that pops up in your mind is whether you want to withdraw from the competition, or whether you want to write the content of the prophecy and obtain Full marks answer? 】

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes and suddenly refused to speak.

She seemed to have returned to the test site of the second round of the finals, and to the moment when she had foreseen the disaster of the Qilin tribe, and experienced inner struggle and pain.

The handwriting on the book began to fade little by little.

It was like a sword hanging above Jing Jiaren's head, stabbing at her Tianling Gai bit by bit, forcing her to make a decision.

Jing Jiaren thought of Song Yuhe's ending, she clenched her fists fiercely and said loudly: "I wanted to write a perfect answer to get full marks, but Yu Huang's voluntary withdrawal from the competition reminded me of the person I admire the most. I wanted to be like her, and I suddenly realized that I could no longer remain silent, and I should work with Yu Huang to expose the hypocrisy of the Fortune Teller Association. That’s why I withdrew after Yu Huang withdrew."

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Good morning.

It hasn’t rained in Yueyang for a long time, and I really want a heavy rain.

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