"The day before, I divined a hexagram, and what it said was a vision from heaven and a bad omen. Although the lord of Xuanyue is seriously ill this time, this battle is bound to appear. Lu Lao said solemnly.

Wang Xing was shocked, it turned out that Lu Lao actually knew divination. No wonder he immediately knew that he was leaving the martial arts gate and was about to embark on an adventure on the mainland. And he can also guess his many adventures in the Martial God Gate through divination, and he can be described as a god-like man.

"This trip is a major turning point for you. Everything will change in this adventure, and everything will have its own providence. Lu Lao said these words quite mysteriously.

"Then Lu Lao, what should I do to be the right way?" Wang Xing looked at Lu Lao suspiciously. He didn't understand these words at all, whether the major turning point was good or bad. He Wang Xing didn't believe in these things before, but when he heard Lu Lao explain what he had done in the Martial God Gate, he believed it a little.

"Just follow your heart!" Lu Lao said with a smile.

Wang Xing nodded, he just had to follow his heart.

After using the fragrant tea, Wang Xing returned to his room, sat on the bed and began to practice martial arts. Since the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle merged with the Heaven and Earth Female Bottle, the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle has absorbed the power of nature much more purely, and it doesn't even need Wang Xing to cultivate the Qi Sea in the body again, it can be directly absorbed and become the power of the martial spirit. He was also quite excited about this change. As long as you cultivate at this speed, within ten years, you can break through the Yellow Realm and enter the Xuan Realm in one fell swoop.

"Come in and take a look!" came the old arrogant voice from the Tiandi Lan bottle.

Wang Xing turned into a streamer of light and entered the Heavenly Emperor Orchid Bottle. Inside the blue bottle, Xiaobai and Lao Ao looked at the air at the same time. He followed the gaze of the two and looked up, only to see that in mid-air, golden fonts appeared.

"There are seven bottles in the world, and whoever gets seven bottles can become a god!"

In just a dozen words, Wang Xing was extremely shocked.

"There are five more bottles?"

"It looks like we're going to have to look for bottles in the future, and maybe one of them is one of the seven. After Lao Ao finished speaking, he smiled.

"To say, these seven bottles must be scattered all over the continent. If you get it, you can become a god according to what is said above. Xiaobai pointed to the golden font on the sky.

Become a god, on this continent, only the martial god calls himself a god. In the minds of ordinary warriors, the gods are simply like Yama in the underworld who is in charge of life and death.

"Become a god, become a true god, be above everyone! This is my path to kingship!" Wang Xing said word by word.

On the second day, Wang Xing quietly harnessed the giant sword and flew to the East China Sea. In a remote place, Wang Xing gets some news about the bottle. This news came from two loose cultivators, and these two martial artists came from a small sect. Through the conversation between the two, they learned that their head recently got a small bottle, and I heard that this bottle is extremely powerful and can directly conjure Zeni Dan. This kind of thing, if it was before, Wang Xing would definitely laugh it off. However, since it was known that there were a total of seven bottles between heaven and earth, this kind of thing naturally had to be investigated.

"I don't know where the two of you come from?" Wang Xing stepped forward to salute and asked.

The two warriors frowned and looked at Wang Xing in front of them rather unpleasantly. One of them pointed to Wang Xing and said, "Who are you?

Wang Xing smiled quietly on his face, his whole body didn't move, and the two of them knelt on the ground directly with an ordinary sound.

"Say!" Wang Xing snapped.

"We! small are the gang of 10,000 people!" the two said in unison.

The Gang of Ten Thousand People, Wang Xing has heard of it, it is a small gang that survives by occupying some ships that sail and trade on the waterways. After decades of growth, it has become the leading local gang of 10,000 people.

"The younger brother has something to ask the helper for advice, why don't the two eldest brothers lead the younger brother there?" Wang Xing said with a grin. The two hurriedly nodded in agreement. Immediately, the two of them took Wang Xing to a nearby small city called Iron Hammer City. Iron Hammer City, just by hearing the name, you can guess quite ordinary, because of its proximity to several large rivers, it is extremely developed with trade in the city. At the same time, the Gang of 10,000 people appeared directly and took control of most of the waterways.

The two quickly brought Wang Xing to the Gang of Ten Thousand and met the leader of the Gang of Ten Thousand People.

"Who are you, why did you come to my Gang of 10,000 people?" the gang leader looked like a bandit, with a scarred face, and obviously lived a life of fighting and killing when he was young.

Wang Xing said lightly: "I heard that the helper found a vial, is this true?"

The help of the 10,000 people glanced at the two warriors below, and secretly screamed in his heart two mouthy bastards, and then waved his hand with a smile. More than a dozen gang warriors around him rushed towards Wang Xing. The martial arts cultivation of these martial artists is just a small quenching realm, and the best is the qi cultivation realm. Wang Xing didn't even have to lift a finger to knock these people to the ground. Seeing this scene, the gang leader above walked quickly to Wang Xing, fell to his knees with a thud, and kept begging for mercy.

After begging for mercy, he took out a small bottle from his arms and handed it to Wang Xing's hand.

Wang Xing's divine soul carefully sensed it, it was just an extremely ordinary bottle, not the seven in the Heavenly Emperor Lan bottle.

Seeing Wang Xing frowning, the leader of the 10,000-person gang was also worried in his heart. If the young man in front of him moved his fingers slightly, he could be crushed to death.

Wang Xing casually threw the bottle to the leader of the 10,000-person gang, and was about to leave, when he heard the help trembling.

"Shaoxia, a few days ago, I heard that a group of warriors gathered on the nearby Funiu Mountain, and I don't know what they were looking for. The leader of the 10,000-strong gang said cautiously.

Wang Xing showed some curiosity, there were warriors gathered here, presumably there should be something. Since you don't have anything else to do right now, you don't need to rush to the East China Sea, so why not go over and have a look. Thinking like this, he immediately ordered the leader of the Ten Thousand Gang to personally lead him. Funiu Mountain is a famous mountain nearby, and there is an ancient temple on top of the famous mountain. A moment later, Wang Xing urged the giant sword to fly to the door of the ancient temple. At the entrance of the temple, sure enough, a group of warriors gathered. Judging from the martial spirit true power flowing from their bodies, they are all some peerless realms.

"I heard that there is a treasure sealed in the temple here, let's go in and take a look!" said several warriors, rushing into the temple. After hearing only a dozen bangs, all of these warriors flew upside down one by one and fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, an old monk in the temple walked out of it, put his right hand on his chest, and said quietly: "Donors, if you come to make trouble, the old man will let the donors have no return." ”

Although his words were simple, they were not angry and powerful, so that all the warriors around him did not dare to step forward again.

"This old man's true strength is so strong, at least it is above the peerless realm!" Wang Xing's heart moved, looking at the old monk in front of him.

These warriors looked at each other one with a dirty face, and rushed forward together.

Suddenly, the old monk clasped his hands together, and bursts of golden light surged all over his body. The golden light was like a fist, knocking these warriors to the ground one by one, and their mouths were full of wails.

"The old monk can be regarded as merciful, otherwise, he would be able to kill them all on the spot!" Wang Xing said secretly in his heart.

The warriors immediately stood up and rushed down the mountain. Wang Xing saw that the leader of the Ten Thousand Gang was also among them, and he fled.

Wang Xing was a little curious about the old monk's exercises, so he immediately accepted the giant sword, gave a salute, and said, "Master, don't you know if the master can talk with you?"

The old monk smiled kindly, and then let Wang Xing go to the temple. The temple is not big, about the size of a small courtyard of a wealthy family. Among them is enshrined a golden bodhisattva. A small novice was knocking on the wooden fish, chanting the sutra in his mouth.

"The donor's face is ruddy, presumably he is also quite good at martial arts cultivation, right?" the old monk still looked at Wang Xing with kind eyes, and asked.

Wang Xing nodded and said modestly: "What the master said is really elevated!"

The two chatted like this, the sun gradually sank in the west, and just when Wang Xing was about to say goodbye, the old monk said in vain: "Donor, if the old monk wants you to do a favor, I don't know if the donor can help?"

Wang Xing was slightly stunned, it was okay to help, but he also wanted to see what was busy.

"The old monk has a scripture here, which is to be sent to Tiantai Mountain. But today, bandits often come to fight, so it is better to let the donor help the old monk to run. The old monk said.

Wang Xing thought that it was just a scripture, and Tiantai Mountain also happened to be on the way to the East China Sea where he was going. Seeing that this old monk is kind and kind, it is also fate to help this by himself. Then he nodded.

The old monk took out the scriptures and wrapped them in a layer of yellow brown paper. Because it is often frosted, the kraft paper appears shiny and yellow. He put the scripture in Wang Xing's hand quite cautiously, and explained a few words, some bandits wanted to get this scripture in every possible way, so that Wang Xing would hand over the scripture to the presiding abbot on Tiantai Mountain anyway.

Wang Xing nodded, and then urged the giant sword to rush to Tiantai Mountain overnight. But just an hour after he left, a large group of warriors came and burned down the temple, and finally killed the old monk, burning all of them. And this news, Wang Xing also learned about it after he arrived at Tiantai Mountain.