Reincarnated in the world of cultivation, the male protagonist and I became brothers

"Senior, please." Bei Yixin led Rong Nian to a courtyard. It was dark, but Bei Yixin only turned on a few lights, making Rong Nian unable to see the layout of the courtyard clearly.

He was standing in front and looking at the courtyard. Bei Yixin closed the courtyard door with a bang, which made Rong Nian come back to his senses. He thought that now he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

"Senior, follow me." Bei Yixin smiled and led the way, and Rong Nian followed him to a courtyard.

Rong Nian looked at the small pavilion, which was located in the middle of the lake. Such a large-scale decoration of the courtyard could only be done by Baming Pavilion. Rong Nian did not think about it and followed Bei Yixin to sit down in the pavilion.

"Junior has always heard about senior's name, but has never met him. Today, when we meet him, he is really extraordinary." Bei Yi paid compliments wholeheartedly and poured a cup of tea for Rong Nian respectfully. Rong Nian reached out to take it and touched it. Bei Yixin's fingers and his hands were too cold, like ice.

Rong Nian raised his head and glanced at him. The weather was getting warmer. How could Bei Yixin be so cold? He didn't go into details. He raised his hand and drank the tea in one gulp.

Bei Yixin shook the bell on the table twice. The sound spread far across the lake, and a ray of light came forward reflecting the night shadow.

"Master, why are you sitting here in the middle of the lake in the middle of the night? It's too cold here." The lamp came to him, holding Da'ao and Tang Pozi in his hand, and hurriedly set them up.

The light illuminated the pavilion a little brighter, and Rong Nian finally saw Bei Yixin's face clearly. His face was thin and his lips were colorless. He seemed to be terminally ill. His eyes...

A pair of amber eyes looked towards Rong Nian, then he smiled and covered up the color.

"Who is this?" The young man was eager for his master and only now saw Rong Nian.

"This is Senior Rong." Bei Yixin introduced.

"Rong Xianren." When the boy heard Rong Nian's name, he hurriedly greeted Bei Yixin and hid behind him. Rong Nian wondered if he was that scary.

"Go and get the divination tools." The boy pursed his lips after hearing this order.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke, "The master of the pavilion asked you to pay more attention to your health."

"Just go." The young man listened to his firm tone and walked away on the path.

Rong Nian remembered what 666 said. Bei Yixin looked like he was going to die soon. Isn't it the result of overdrafting his life? Rong Nian couldn't bear it when he was like this and still had to make divination for himself.

"Little friend Bei, it doesn't matter if you don't predict it, but your health is more important." Rong Nian hurriedly persuaded, and the dreams of the big hotel in front of him quickly disappeared.

"Senior Rong, don't worry, I know my body well." Rong Nian looked at him with a bleak look, and he didn't seem to know his physical condition.

"Besides, it's fate today, so a divination won't cost you anything." Bei Yixin was about to pour tea for Rong Nian again, but Rong Nian didn't have the nerve to let the patient come, so he stood up, stopped his movements, and poured Bei Yixin a cup as well.

Rong Nian watched him pick up the teacup. The rising mist was in front of his eyes, and his amber pupils were shining. Rong Nian was really curious. The last time he saw Feng, he said that his eyes were due to a practice error. What is this person?

"Senior Rong, is there something on my face? Why have you been staring at it for so long?" Bei Yixin asked.

"Your eyes?" Rong Nian asked bluntly without being polite.

"Born." He said, covering his pupils with a smile, as if he didn't want it to leak out.

"Master, the divination tools are here." The boy came quickly, carrying a box and placing it gently on the table.

Bei Yixin nodded. The boy opened the box, took out a bowl, bent down and fetched a bowl of water from the lake, and placed it in front of Bei Yixin.

Bei Yixin slowly put his hand in, frowning slightly. It seemed that the water must be very cold. After a while, he took his hand out, and the waiter carefully wiped the water stains with a handkerchief.

Rong Nian didn't expect that the water in the lake was actually used in this way. It was quite ritualistic, but the process seemed quite painful.

The boy then took out a few more things and placed them before exiting the pavilion.

Rong Nian looked at the strange-shaped stones on the table, with crooked words engraved on them.

Bei Yixin carefully moved the stones and soon put them into a formation.

Bei Yixin had just moved the stones, and a lot of sweat had already fallen on his head. Only then did Rong Nian realize that these stone-like things had a lot of background.

"Senior, give me your hand." Bei Yixin stopped moving and stretched out his hand to Rong Nian. Rong Nian handed his hand out obediently. Bei Yixin wrote something on the palm of his hand, but Rong Nian couldn't understand it.

Rong Nian's hand was clasped on a stone by Bei Yixin. He murmured something, and the formation suddenly activated. The golden light illuminated the entire lake. Rong Nian was shocked. He looked at the surrounding environment.

Against the background of the lake light, the entire pavilion is so beautiful that it seems to be in a dreamland.

"Rong Nian." Hearing this call, Rong Nian turned around and looked at Bei Yixin. He took a breath. In Bei Yixin's amber eyes, golden words kept flowing, attracting Rong Nian to look at it.

"Rong Nian, do you want to know your future?" Bei Yixin's voice echoed in his ears.

"Think." Rongnian could only realize that he seemed to have answered the question, and then he fell into dizziness.

When Rong Nian opened his eyes again, the boy was back again, making tea for Bei Yixin and adding some new cakes to the table.

Rong Nian shook his head, what was wrong with him? He always felt like he had lost a memory, but he couldn't remember it.

"Senior, you're awake." Seeing that he was awake, Bei Yixin asked the boy to quickly serve him tea.

Rong Nian held the tea cup, still a little confused, "What's wrong with me?"

"Don't worry about the sequelae of divination. Just rest for a while." Bei Yixin's explanation made Rongnian feel relieved. Rongnian looked at the table. The stones had not been removed, but they had all changed their positions. The shape is very strange.

"Now that senior is awake, I will untie this stone formation for senior." Bei Yixin took out a staff, thinking it would be convenient for explanation.

"My ability is limited and I can only interpret it for nearly ten years. I hope my seniors will forgive me." Rong Nian waved his hand and said that everyone was doing divination for free. He still felt disgusted.

"Senior, please look at these stones." Rong Nian looked at them, but he couldn't understand the words on them.

"It's difficult to improve your cultivation if you stop in the world and dwell on the world. Forget about the past, regret about rituals...cut off the hexagram..." Bei Yi's calculation of the hexagram didn't seem to go well, so he didn't say any more.

After hearing this, Rong Nian finally understood. It seemed that he would live a wonderful life in the next ten years, and his trip to this world of cultivation was not in vain.

"Senior, don't worry, there is still room for change in your hexagram, just follow your heart." When Rong Nian heard this, he said, just complete the task well.

"Did you hear that? Complete the task well and there is still room for turning around." 666 also appeared at this moment, lashing out at Rong Nian.

"I know, I know." Rong Nian was a little depressed. He didn't expect that the original hexagrams were so difficult and they were all cut off.

"I won't bother you anymore. You can have a good rest." Rong Nian saw that the divination was done, so it was inconvenient to stay here any longer.

After Bei Yixin listened, he called a boy to guide him.

Seeing him walking away, Bei Yixin stared at the hexagrams on the table in trance, wondering what he was thinking about.

"he's gone."

"gone."

"How's the hexagram?"

"That man gave him a chance to survive."

"He...is not dead..."

"It seems that your guess is correct."

After Bei Yi finished speaking, he turned around and saw a figure in his amber eyes.