My Simping System

Actually, Chen Che is very interested in Heavenly Dao described in this book's diary.

In the previous life, he caught a glimpse of the extremely vague Heavenly Dao, and only then has a chance to reincarnate and rebirth.

Since ancient times, countless records have never lacked a cultivator to walk the heavens-defying road. It was only in Chen Che's impression that there were fewer and fewer people against the sky, and he felt that he should be the one walking the heavens-defying road.

On the desk, there are other books, and there are also some texts.

If he can, he really wants to pry into the truth of Heavenly Dao.

There are other things that make him more concerned.

This is what Mu Qingxue said before, the death of Holy Son, who rebelled in the uprising.

The strange thing is that this seemingly dead demonic cultivator in front of him seems to admire his appointment as Holy Son extremely.

Since ancient times Evil Race demonic cultivator and Holy Temple are not at odds with the gods, the diary records in this book puzzled him.

Although puzzled, Chen Che has no time to take care of these things for the time being.

At this time, Chen Lao happened to explain an important matter.

"This opportunity, must be grasped." Old Chen solemnly said.

Chen Che was a little surprised, and said: "Chance..."

He looked around all around, and then wondered: "But Master, I just used Divine Consciousness to feel it, there is no such thing around here. Other things."

"Except... the magic pill on this person."

For ordinary people, the magic pill is not a chance, but a disaster.

But for Chen Che, he has cultivated the cultivation technique in his previous life, it will be another chance.

His gaze stared at the skeleton of the skeleton sitting on the ground.

In its original dantian place, there is a weird gray bead floating.

The gray beads show faint blood-red lines on the surface. There are three slender earthworm-like cracks on the four sides of the beads.

Above it, there is a faintly discernible gray airflow winding around the surface of the bead, sometimes forming a mist and sometimes a wind.

The evil resentment that seems to spread around is originated from the bead. It is strange that Chen Che did not feel any discomfort when he was approaching the magic pill as the source at this moment.

"The magic pill is indeed a chance, to be precise-it is used as a bait to catch a big fish."

Old Chen said: "Perhaps this demonic cultivator was seriously injured before. Therefore, the path of breaking and standing, condenses the whole body's cultivation base and Divine Consciousness into this pill."

"After the sacrifice of the virgin virgins mentioned in the diary, the formation of the underground surroundings will be activated."

"At that time, the majestic evil spirit will resurrect this demonic cultivator. But if we can take the opportunity to absorb those evil spirits-the rank of Mysterious Heaven Skill will surely be advanced by leaps and bounds."

The Bronze Great Hall beneath the ground seems to have nothing, but in fact, there is such a great opportunity that is so vague and invisible.

Chen Che browses slightly wrinkle and asks: "Then Master...probably, when do you have to wait?"

Chen Lao floating in midair slowly closed his eyes eye.

After feeling for a while, he said: "Maybe you don't have to wait."

"The surrounding Formation seems to have been activated. It's just that the ruins of the tomb house are too far from the ground, even if it is As a teacher... I can’t even notice the situation on the ground."

Chen Che asked: "Then what should we do now?"

"Or leave here and go out to see the situation." ?"

There is no way to stay here with the dead.

The huge bronze palace is magnificent and magnificent, but it is empty inside, not even a Spirit Stone. It doesn't make much sense to stay here anymore.

But Chen Lao shook the head and said: "No, we are waiting here."