Chapter 1212: Catastrophe is coming

"The round head, is it bald?" Fang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed slightly.
He suddenly thought of someone.
That was the smiling monk who had seen in Jiang Daoren's memory.
In Jiang Daoren's memory, the monk always had a smile on his face and looked kind.
And his body shape resembled the phantom that Fang Yu had just seen, a bit bloated and fat.
Could it be that the back view Fang Yu saw was the monk! ?
But Fang Yu had never seen this person, nor had he ever dealt with him.
The wall of prophecy showed him this person. What does it symbolize?
Yanzhen said before that what the Wall of Prophecy sees and symbolizes different meanings.
Sometimes what you see is a good thing that is coming, sometimes it is some kind of treasure, sometimes... it is an enemy or bad luck.
Fang Yu saw the Twelve Wing Divine Envoy last time, and that was obviously an enemy.
But this time seeing this monk-like figure from the back, what does it symbolize?
The last time he saw the Twelve Wings Divine Envoy, he could observe in all directions in his mind.
In other words, the appearance and characteristics of the Twelve Wing Divine Envoy were completely engraved in his mind.
But this time, he only saw the phantom, it was probably just a back, not the front, let alone the specific face.
Fang Yu closed his eyes and opened them again, looking at Yanzhen.
"What did you... see again?" Yanzhen looked at Fang Yu, his eyes full of weirdness.
"See a figure from the back." Fang Yu said, "It's probably from the figure of a monk. What does this mean? A good thing or a bad thing?"
"Back view?" Yanzhen frowned, eyes puzzled, and asked, "Did you not see the specific face of this person clearly?"
"No." Fang Yu replied.
Yanzhen's face changed, and he murmured: "It's impossible...The image given by the Wall of Prophecy must be incomparably clear."
Fang Yu did not speak.
At this moment, he was trying to compare the vague figure he saw with the monk in Jiang Daoren's memory.
To be honest, whether it is the back view you just saw or the monk in Jiang Daoren's memory, it is actually very vague.
It is a bit far-fetched to connect the two.
But Fang Yu couldn't think of other possibilities for the time being, so he could only temporarily regard that monk as the master of this figure.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Fang Yu asked Yanzhen before looking at him.
Yanzhen's face was shocked, and he shook his head and said, "I...I don't know why this happened."
Fang Yu nodded and asked, "Have you ever performed divination recently?"
"...Yes." Yanzhen's expression changed, as if he was hesitating, but finally answered.
"What's the content of your divination?" Fang Yu asked.
Yanzhen shook his head lightly, and said: "Routine divination is not about what I want to know, I can get...but what I can know about the appearance of divination..."
"Okay, don't twist tongues, just say what you saw." Fang Yu interrupted the truth and said.
Yanzhen's face became serious, and said, "My last time for divination was four days ago. The divination appearance at that time... was quite dangerous."
"How do you say?" Fang Yu asked.
"The appearance of divination this time indicates that the disaster star will land." Yanzhen said, his face became more composed, "Moreover, there is not only one disaster star...but blossom everywhere."
"Flowers everywhere..." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly.
"From the perspective of divination, disaster is coming." Yan Zhen glanced at the dozen or so mages behind him, took a deep breath, and said.
"What level do you think this disaster is?" Fang Yu asked.
Yan Zhen shook his head and said in a deep voice: "It is impossible to predict, but once so many calamities land, it will inevitably have a huge impact."
Fang Yu squinted slightly.
Hearing the truth, there is a great disaster to come.
blossom everywhere……
Fang Yu suddenly thought of the map he had just seen in Bai Konggu.
Those flickering light spots... it seems to be blooming everywhere.
"Thank you for the information, I am leaving." Fang Yu said to Yanzhen.
Yanzhen nodded lightly, and said, "Next, if there is any need for help, you can always find me."
Hearing these words, Fang Yu glanced at Yanzhen, then nodded, "Okay."
Yanzhen raised his right hand.
A halo appeared under Fang Yu's feet.
Soon, he disappeared before his eyes.
...
After Fang Yu left, all the mage present at the scene looked at Yanzhen and asked: "Master Yanzhen, didn't you say that... the disaster is approaching. It hasn't been verified. Can't it be passed on!? Why are you talking to each other? feather……"
Yan Zhen gently shook his head and said, "Fang Yu... is qualified to know this news."
"Archmage, is this disaster... really unavoidable?" Another mage asked with a pale face, "Or...find out the disaster in advance to eliminate..."
Yanzhen sighed, turned his head and looked at the Wall of Prophecy, and said: "In the face of this disaster, each of us is as small as gravel."
"Although I don't want to say that, I still have to tell you the truth."
"This disaster is rare in thousands of years, and it is bound to come. We...cannot stop it from coming."
Hearing these words, the expressions of the dozens of wizards present changed, and the amazement in their eyes was beyond the reach.
"Archmage, don't we... don't have any hope of confrontation?" Another mage asked tremblingly.
"Hope... naturally there is." Yanzhen turned to look outside and said, "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other. When the black star arrives, it will inevitably give birth to the star faction."
"Let's wait and see... I personally still have hope."
"Star School..."
Yanzhen looked forward, his eyes flickering.
...
After leaving the headquarters of the Order, Fang Yu returned home directly.
This journey made him receive a lot of information at once.
Baikonggu returned to normal, then the dust-free deity...where did it go?
Then there is the connection between the abnormal situation surrounding the 37 magic circles and the disaster Yanzhen said.
The last point is the bald figure seen on the wall of prophecy.
Is this person, the monk in Jiang Daoren's memory, the same person?
This monk can be regarded as Jiang Daoren's guide...It was this monk who told Jiang Daoren about the existence of the holy courtyard and led him to get to know Wuchenzi.
In other words, Wuchenzi will probably also know this monk.
Thinking about this, Fang Yu returned to the top floor of the bamboo building. The first thing he did was to urge Yu Ling Yin to contact Daoren Jiang's body.
After that, he once again checked Jiang Daoren's memory and searched for all the content about that monk.
The last time Jiang Daoren saw a monk was more than four hundred years ago.
Just before he entered the holy courtyard ~EbookFREE.me~ and met Wuchenzi.
Since then, he has never seen a monk again.
But the name of the monk has appeared several times.
However, the content of these conversations is of little value.
After checking the memory again, Fang Yu's image of the monk became clearer.
This monk, it seems, is also a member of the Divine Congregation.
At the same time, he is probably the first group of people to enter the holy court.
But he was quite mysterious and did not reveal any redundant information.
Taoist Jiang was very grateful to the monk, but he did not have the opportunity to see the monk again.
In memory, Jiang Daoren seemed to think Wuchenzi was very familiar with the monk...
Therefore, Wuchenzi is still the most critical person.
And Jiang Daoren, there is a way to contact Wuchenzi.
There are many things nowadays that must be resolved one by one.
Now, the most hopeful thing for a quick solution... is dust-free.
Therefore, Fang Yu once again turned his attention to Wuchenzi.
"It's almost time for Li Mofan to die. You can use Taoist Jiang to contact Wuchenzi." Fang Yu said in his heart.
...
Jiang's house, in the attic.
Daoren Jiang, who had been meditating, opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and took out a talisman from the storage ring.
Fu Di took it out, and Taoist Jiang recited the law silently.
"Noisy..."
The Fudi in his hand burned with a burst of blue flames.
Then, this blue flame floated in front of Taoist Jiang like a mirror.
Looking at the blue flame in front of him, Taoist Jiang's eyes flickered slightly.
After a while, he tried to speak: "Wuchenzi."
In the blue flame, there was no response.
Daoren Jiang frowned slightly, just about to speak again.
"What is it for me?"