Since ancient times, monks have gradually improved with their cultivation, and they have the ability to predict good fortune and evil fortune and misfortune step by step.

In particular, the psychic monks who have condensed their godheads and reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man can already make a kind of prediction and deduction of their own fate and chance.

Although Zhao Shenbi's realm is now low, but the former background is still there, and now that he has come to the Shura realm, he is not disturbed by the balance of the heavenly dao in the mountain and sea realm, and even if he has cast the secret method of the Wheel Hall in the past - "Life and Death Divination Heavenly Strategy".

Legend has it that this technique was created by Dao Zhenzi when he entered the Nirvana realm, and it has faintly reached the point of touching the gossip and the origin of the world.

Zhao Shenbi held his breath and condensed, pinching the trick like flying.

A black and white wheel slowly emerged behind it, and the black and white qi exchanged and circulated, forming an extremely complex talisman seal.

Dry, Zhen, Kan, Gen, Kun, Xun, Li, Dui.

Gossip revealed.

After the eight hexagrams appeared, Zhao Shenbi's face immediately became pale as paper, and his breath plummeted, and even his body became shriveled, as if he could not maintain this deduction technique at all.

At the same time, the Bagua Array trembled violently, and in just a moment, it was so transparent that it almost dissipated.

Zhao Shenbi did not hesitate at all, hurriedly held back the fainting feeling in his mind, forcibly condensed his mind, and began to spare no effort to deduce.

Countless visions and rules flashed in his eyes, as if in a single thought, all things were born and all things were destroyed.

After three breaths, the gossip suddenly collapsed, Zhao Shenbi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his white hair spread over his shoulders.

However, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said, "A golden bell is in the mud, and everyone uses it as a playing stone, and suddenly one day the bell hangs, and the world knows it loudly." The earthquake is thunder, and it is not chaotic in the face of danger, it turns out to be a shock hexagram!"

Zhao Shenbi said with a smile, "Yes, although there are no two hexagrams, such as Qian and Kun, but since there is a hexagram like the Zhen hexagram, it seems that as long as I prepare more and be prepared for danger in times of peace, even if it is really dangerous, I can also turn evil into good fortune." ”

After swallowing three Lei Ning Pills and meditating for a day and a night, Zhao Shenbi recovered his pre-divination breath.

At present, there are only less than three days left before the seven-day covenant that the Stygian Spring said, and no matter how much Zhao Shenbi races against time, he will not be able to make his combat power go further.

Especially the Jin Dan, who has cultivated the main spiritual power, has been the most seriously injured, and it is not at all possible that it can be restored overnight.

Therefore, Zhao Shenbi did not hesitate at all, and immediately focused on refining his body cultivation, and with the help of the power of blood source crystal, he frantically nourished and repaired the cracks of the blood pill.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of blood source crystals burned up and turned into flying ashes.

And Zhao Shenbi's body also began to be covered by a rich red blood qi.

This blood is bright and clear, not only does it not have any fishy smell and dirt, but it is pure and free, as if you are in a warm ocean current, and you can't help but feel relaxed.

As he exhaled and inhaled rhythmically, the cracked blood pill began to close rapidly, and even the dark purple heart in his chest was beating even more violently.

Like a man of God beating a drum, it roars constantly.

Fortunately, all of this was forbidden by him with a thunder pool, and it was cut off within a square inch, otherwise it was just this momentum that was set off, which was enough to shatter these ancient books.

The mantis brute beast that had been hovering over his shoulder was also greatly benefited at the moment, and after swallowing all the blood qi that Zhao Shenbi could not absorb, his body was even more blue.

Three days later.

Red like blood, staining the earth.

Zhao Shenbi wore a white robe, and the thin old man Shenquan wrapped in animal skins left the Blood Fang Tribe one after the other, and plundered towards the mountains to the north.

In order to hide people's eyes, the brute beast mantis, which was already about to enter the fifth order, was simply covered up by him with a secret method and included in the big sleeve.

As the qi and blood of the two of them vibrate, the air set off bursts of roars, as if a giant was pounding the water, roaring for a while.

Stygian Spring's eyes were deep, and he said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, could it be that there is some panacea, why has it only been seven days, and the qi and blood in his body have suddenly soared so much?"

Zhao Shenbi was noncommittal, and changed his words, "Fellow Daoist of the Stygian Spring, how far is it from where you said now?"

"With the speed of you and me, we can arrive in half a day at most. Seeing that Zhao Shenbi didn't talk, a faint hint of jealousy appeared in the pupils of the Stygian Spring, and he replied with a smile.

Zhao Shenbi nodded and did not speak.

The two of them were silent, and they were bored all the way, until Zhao Shenbi felt a trace of fatigue, and between the mountain walls in the distance, a thatched hut with a radius of ten zhang suddenly appeared.

This thatched hut is surrounded by mountains and rivers, although the scenery is clear, but whether it is from the perspective of the trend of the mountains and rivers, or the richness of the blood source, it is not a unique place.

The Fountain didn't explain anything, and walked into it on its own.

Zhao Shenbi followed, and the moment he approached the thatched house, he found that outside the door, there was an extremely faint and hidden layer of fluorescence, which was obviously a Ming Da array of not low grade.

With the power of this great array, if it didn't have the physical strength of the peak of the early stage of the Blood Pill Realm, I am afraid that it would not be able to break through it at all for a while and a half.

He glanced at it with interest, and with a slight touch of his shoulder, he entered it like a fish in water.

A powerful sense of oppression came over me.

Zhao Shenbi's eyes froze.

In this huge thatched hut, in addition to the Stygian Spring, there were already four cultivators who had cultivated well.

A bewitching woman with a golden horn and a face covered in gold powder was twisting her waist and scratching her head in front of the mirror.

A sturdy man as strong as an ox, more than a foot high, like an iron tower, holding a wine glass and drinking heartily.

The glass was not filled with wine, but with scarlet blood.

The other was covered in black tights, emaciated like a ghost.

He was holding a long, chilly knife and trimming his nails.

Except for the white palm, there was no skin exposed at all.

Although the palm of this hand is white and delicate, delicate and flawless, Zhao Shenbi can still see at a glance that this is a pair of men's hands.

However, what made Zhao Shenbi feel most jealous was the gray-clothed man sitting at the northernmost end of the table, motionless.

His appearance is ordinary, but he has an aura that is not angry and self-threatening, and his dark lines are entangled, but he does not look chaotic.

Especially the silent qi and blood in his thin body, although it was not deliberately revealed, it still made Zhao Shenbi's skin feel a tingling pain.

At the moment when Zhao Shenbi and Shenquan entered the house, the four of them all raised their heads in unison, and after their eyes swept over Shenquan's body, they all gathered on Zhao Shenbi's body.

Zhao Shenbi's expression remained unchanged.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Stygian Spring squeezed out a smile and said, "Let you wait for a long time, my Blood Fang Clan is far away from here, and now the low tide of Blood Hao is approaching, and the brute beasts are constantly invading all the way, so this is a little late." ”

Except for the gray-robed man, the other three people looked at each other with a sharp eye after their eyes met darkly, and they didn't say a word.

Although the movements of the three of them were extremely subtle, even the gray-robed man who looked to be the highest cultivation did not notice it, but they still couldn't escape Zhao Shenbi's eyes.

A faint uneasiness lingered in Zhao Shenbi's heart, but it was immediately dispersed by the powerful momentum.

It turned out that the gray-robed man frowned slightly and stood up from the stone bench.

"Fellow Daoist of the Stygian Spring, I have been preparing for this for thirty years, and now that the matter is approaching, why do you want to bring an outsider to join us. His voice was slightly hoarse, and his appearance was ordinary, but his tone was unceremonious, "And, is he worthy?"

Shenquan smiled disappreciatively, "Fellow Daoist of Dark Chen, Brother Zhao and I hit it off at first sight, and we are the peerless Tianjiao of the overlord clan, and I came here this time for my outing experience, and I fell in love with it very much, so I started to make friends and win over." In this treasure hunt, if there is such a powerful assistant, it must be more stable. ”

As soon as the word "overlord" came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and their eyes brushed around Zhao Shenbi's body, as if they wanted to see him through.

Only then did everyone notice that not only did Zhao Shenbi's body not show the slightest family pattern, but even his strong qi and blood were completely confined in his body.

Even the gray-clothed man named Dark Chen couldn't help but have a fiery look in his eyes.

He glanced at Zhao Shenbi with interest, "It turns out that he is a tyrant who is second only to the Holy Clan and the Blood Clan, interesting, interesting." ”

He stepped forward slowly, almost clinging to Zhao Shenbi's body, his dark gray eyes staring at Zhao Shenbi's pupils.

Gloom licked his lips and said, "Since you were introduced by a fellow Daoist of the Stygian Spring, and you are a member of the overlord clan, I don't mind if you come in and get a piece of the pie, but I don't know if your strength is enough for this qualification?"

Under the pressure of this rich qi and blood force, Zhao Shenbi felt like he was carrying a mountain.

However, he was still calm, and even smiled faintly, "Do you want to try?"