There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

The provoking method is of no use to me.

The Black Spot King sneered: Mu Yun, I just need to wait here quietly for you to die of poison and the oil will run out.

When I live, I can write my legend, but when you die, you can only be recorded in a book, and then...

The Black Spot King showed mercy: Cotton City was destroyed by me, and all the books recording you were burned and destroyed by me.

You are dead.

Mu Yun fell weakly: I'm going to die, why don't you try my last knife, how brilliant it is?

He had given up the sneak attack and spoke directly to Black Spot Wang Ming.

I do not want.

The Black Spot King still didn't give him a chance: You will succeed as a king or lose as a bandit, you don't understand, you don't understand us monsters who grew up from fighting.

If we want to survive, we can only continue to become stronger and become the king of the jungle. If we can't, then we can only become food for the rest of our lives.

Mu Yun closed his only eye, and black spots and corrosion covered his entire face. He had reached the end.

Traveler, huh... He made his last voice, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or the whole world.

The Black Spot King waited for another two hours.

Suddenly, Mu Yun opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and shot out a terrifying spiritual light, which was blood red.

But the Black-spotted King, who was well prepared, dodged, leaving only the sky trembling and a crater appearing on the moon in its path.

Mu Yun maintained his tendency to take action and died.

The Black Spot King sneered and approached step by step. He still wanted to crush this man to ashes before he could feel at ease.

However, just within these few seconds of delay, footsteps suddenly sounded behind it.

who!

The Black Spot King suddenly turned around, only to see a corpse with a burst belly and a head full of heads on its back.

He shook his head again, picked up a few fallen ones and put them into his mouth, looking at the Black Spot King with bloodthirsty eyes.

Yummy. Hey.

The face of the Black Spot King changed drastically!

…

Starlight finally came to an end.

Chen Banxian woke up from the hexagram, Cui hexagram, should the earth give to Zexian, or should everyone gather at one point?

He was troubled and still didn't understand. This fifth realm was more difficult than he imagined.

He only knows that the universe is the masses, and the gold is the gathering of the masses, and the gold is used to absorb the masses.

But how to absorb it and how to do it, he had no idea at all.

we'll see.

Just when Chen Banxian was about to leave here, a stream of light flew over.

The ghost is dead.

This was beyond his expectation.

Although it is just a divided soul, but with the blessing of his creation rules, it is a person on the same level as the priest.

Coupled with the blessing of his body, he also belongs to the top echelon among the priests. Why did he die?

Memories came flooding back to him and he understood.

It turns out that the divided soul corpse met a demon king, and after the battle, the demon king fled.

Mu Yun was found dead on the battlefield, but he could barely gather his soul to survive with his strong will.

He gave up his own rules of creation to save Mu Yun and gave up chasing the demon king.

Well, anyway, the split soul slaughtered the priests all the way to Mian City, and the goal was achieved.

Chen Banxian stood up: Let's go, the next journey should be very fast.

He stood up and from the corner of his eye saw Big Flower and Little Flower guarding him in the corner of the ruins. Little Flower was sleeping and Big Flower was on guard.

I forgot one thing.

He walked towards Dahua, who looked away from him.

I'll give the bowl back to you.

He handed over the half of the bowl, which was as white as new, and Dahua took it in confusion.

Looking up again, Chen Banxian and others had disappeared.

At this time, she looked at the bowl again and found two lines of words on the back.

To the east is Baihu City. The Research Institute should like your chlorella.

With this bowl, you can turn bad luck into good luck along the way. If we are destined, we will meet again.

…

On the plane, Zhang Han couldn't help but ask Chen Banxian: Boss, won't you accept that kid as your apprentice?

He gestured to Dahua's action of throwing a bowl, and the way she usually makes decisions based on God's will: I think she is very talented and has a strong spirituality.

Chen Banxian glanced at him sideways: I didn't accept them one after another. There are so many spiritual people in this world?

He meant a lot: “Anyone can learn metaphysics, and anyone can get started.

But if you want to continue on this road, talent, understanding, opportunity, character, and life experience are all indispensable.

It's too difficult. When any metaphysics comes to an end, it is not a person. Chen Banxian estimates that he must at least become an immortal.

And at that time, there will definitely be a higher level.

Although Dahua has good understanding and talent, her character is not good enough, her life experience is not enough, and her opportunities are not good.

All in all, it fell short.

But it's not like I didn't give her a chance. If we meet in Baihu City in the future, maybe she will still have a chance.

That half of the bowl had his breath, and the priests along the way would not embarrass her.

Creatures in the fourth realm will be fearful, while those below the fourth realm will be fearful.

The next project is much simpler.

They stood in front of a priest, and the latter's eyes widened in horror. Whatever they said, the priest agreed.

Strange, there seem to be fewer demon kings nearby.

Zhang Han muttered: I didn't feel the aura of any big monsters along the way. It's strange. Could it be that we were lucky and chose the route with the fewest monsters?

When the priest who received them heard this, he glanced at Chen Banxian quietly, Here, are you hiding this from even your own people?

He then realized that no, this was not something he was hiding from his own people. The two priests were clearly the other's rations to prevent him from getting hungry on the road.

He couldn't help but sympathize with his eyes. His last body was eaten alive by the other party.

Chen Banxian gave a meaningful look and said softly: Take care of the signal tower. If everything goes well, we can meet on the phone in the future.

They left workers along the way to install the signal tower. The materials were all prepared in advance and then spliced ​​into the foundation at a high place.

This forms a long signal queue, a quantum channel, which can be called a cyber traffic artery.

As long as we follow the steps, the connection between Baihu City and Miancheng will be restored quickly.

And from Cotton City to the other six cities, we can do it at the same time, and the time will not be consumed much.

On this day, Chen Banxian was thinking about the fifth realm, and he found another survivor base.

The people here are very primitive. They live in seclusion in the mountains and have no contact with the outside world. There are more than 400 people here.

The priests here don't care about anything, whether they are humans or other creatures, they just want to practice.

The fifth level of the priesthood is also difficult, otherwise they would have reached the fifth level long ago.

After living here for more than ten days, he learned that the most ridiculous plot is that a man becomes boyfriend and girlfriend with a woman, and becomes boyfriend with a man.

It turned out that the woman and the man were also friends, but the three of them had a lot of power in the base.

The three people couldn't accept it, so they attacked each other one after another, making the people miserable.

One word, chaos.

The collapse of human nature in the doomsday is too much. Without restraint, something big will happen sooner or later.

Chen Banxian began to gain some insights.

Boss, what are you thinking about? Zhang Han came up to him, but Chen Banxian patted him on the shoulder.

It's okay, we may be colleagues in the future.

Colleagues? Monk Zhang Han and Zhang Er were confused. Aren't they colleagues now?

However, Chen Banxian was obviously a little older than him.

Don't talk about this, big brother, I find that the realm above my head has begun to loosen recently.

Zhang Han expressed concern: Someone is breaking through the ceiling of the fifth realm. Once he breaks through, our human race may suffer again.

He was more worried about Baihu City: Boss, why don't we go back first, and then continue the Jiucheng network recovery plan after it is stable.

There is a priesthood in Baihu City. When the time comes, I will borrow the peak combat power of the fifth level in the domain. Don't worry too much.

Chen Banxian shook his head. Although the fifth realm is scary, there is no need to worry in Baihu City.

The power of Shen Qinghe's priesthood is not low. It is a priesthood that tends to suppress and fight.

The giant water-measuring pillar in the fourth realm that covers the sky and the sun is incredible.

Furthermore, the Jiao Jiao and Sword Spirits are no longer what they used to be, and fighting across borders is not difficult.

What we need to worry about is that the luck of the nine cities is connected. When the time comes, our luck will be divided by other cities. This is the top priority.

He thought for a while: Let's go faster, let's get to Cotton City first.

He inexplicably remembered the demon king who fought with Mu Yun. If his soul had not arrived, Mu Yun would have died.

Will it be the Demon King who breaks through the ceiling of the fifth realm?

However, at this time, the Black Spot King was hiding in a small cave, constantly gnawing and devouring food.

It grabbed the Deer God's heart and kept swallowing it.

When the Deer God's heart has grown, it will be removed again, and the process will continue.

Now that Mu Yun is dead, as long as I break through to the fifth realm, all problems will be solved!

It made up its mind and regarded the Deer God as a tool, using its continuously recovering characteristics to fuel its own growth.

Come on, come on! It was very serious and serious, and did not notice the madness and hatred in the Deer God's eyes.

Above the sky, an indescribable mass locked onto this place and crashed down.

Mushrooms grew on the ground.

One mushroom after another took root and grew from the cave, touching the practicing Black Spot King.

It frowned: What is it? Mushrooms are actually growing in this hole. It seems that it needs to be protected from moisture.

He casually pulled out the mushrooms under his body and threw them on the ground. The Black Spot King continued to eat the deer's heart.

However, within two seconds, another mushroom grew under him. This time he pulled it out with force, and the mushrooms screamed.

ah!

There was a harsh and sharp sound, and bright red and green blood splattered from the fracture.

Those broken mushrooms were struggling on the ground, crawling around like worms.

No, they really turned into bugs. White threads hung from the cap of the screaming mushroom, and then these threads began to squirm and fall from the cap of the mushroom.

They moved around, making the Black Spot King feel sick.

You all die!

The Black Spot King exerted terrible energy, and the temperature in the cave suddenly rose, and all the bugs and mushrooms turned into fly ash.

The flesh and blood of the Deer God was roasted to a fragrant aroma, which made the Black Spot King move his index finger.

Hehehe, it's delicious.

It bit like that, but as he bit, he realized something was wrong.

My mouth was numb, as if something was moving.

Pooh!

Spitting out the mouthful of flesh and blood, the Black Spot King's pupils shrank sharply.

The flesh and blood fractures were blurred, and the vision could not be focused. When he got closer, he saw white worms one by one.

Mushrooms began to grow on the body of the Deer God, and a pair of hateful and strange eyes stared at it.

What are you trying to scare me with?

The Black Spot King retched and vomited out a mouthful of flesh and blood full of bugs. Mushrooms and bugs continued to grow on the vomit.

Soon, the cave floor was filled with thin white lines, which were constantly squirming and moving.

The Black Spot King's eyes widened, and he was so stunned that he seemed to cut off his own fingers.

I saw mushrooms growing out of the fracture, and bugs growing out of the umbrella cover.

And inside the worms, there are worms that are constantly dividing, getting thinner and thinner...

Ouch...

There was a terrifying scream inside the cave.

This made the big demon and the little demon frightened and trembled, but no demon dared to come close.

Black Spot Mountain looks very different today.

The spirit rat demon is an extremely small demon. It was lucky enough to join the command of the Black Spot King. Every day, it is responsible for delivering some fresh things from the soil to the various demon kings, or cleaning the house.

I cleaned up the Tiger Demon's cave today, and the fishy smell inside almost didn't scare it away.

Dragging his tired body, the spirit rat demon leaned on the bed in the cave, just wanting to fall asleep.

As for practicing? Breathe in the moon spirit energy?

Don't think about it. It's so tiring. How can any demon still practice cultivation?

The spirit rat demon fell asleep close to the bed, but it was quite strange that the tiger demon king did not come home today.

But not long after, the spirit rat demon woke up from a burst of heart palpitations.

Zhizhi?

It screamed subconsciously, raised its hair on the bed, and entered a defensive posture.

Danger! So dangerous!

The spirit rat demon's eyes widened, and the dark world was clearly visible in its eyes, as if there was nothing there.

But it's still very dangerous, so extreme that it almost scares it to death.

run!

Without any hesitation, the spirit rat demon dug a hole in the ground and ran to a safe place.

Almost as soon as it left, mushrooms grew out of its hole.

The spirit rat demon kept running wildly underground, but the more it ran, the more dangerous it felt, and finally chose to burrow underground.

It didn't dare to run anymore, the danger almost entered its bones.

Spirit Rat Spirit Rat is the most spiritual and has a stronger sense of danger.

It ran a long way before leaving the range of Black Spot Mountain, and finally emerged from the foot of the mountain.

It looked back from a distance and saw that the cave where the Deer God was was collapsed, and a dark, squirming thing crawled out!

squeak!

At a glance, mushrooms sprouted from the body of the spirit rat demon. It screamed and wailed miserably, and kept pulling out the mushrooms with its claws and teeth, but to no avail.

Finally, its body was covered with mushrooms, white worms crawled out of the pores of its seven orifices, and soon only a piece of fur was left.

This Black Spot Mountain, the territory of the Black Spot King, completely changed its appearance overnight.

Chen Banxian and others had no idea, they were still rushing here.

In Cotton City, Mu Yun was restless and also got up from the bed.

strangeness.

He frowned. Ever since he was about to be beaten to death by the Black Spot King last time and was inexplicably resurrected, he had acquired a very strange ability.

Sixth sense.

He can sense what will happen next a split second in advance, and he also has the keenest intuition for danger.

It's as if iron has been slightly magnetic after passing through a magnetic field.

Now, he was panicking. It was a strange thing to wake up from a nightmare.

What could possibly wake me up from my sleep?

Suddenly, one of the bed legs broke, the entire white bed collapsed, and the quilt was torn into thin strips by him.

Looking at the big and small shapes on the quilt, he felt strange, but he couldn't put it in words.