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It's finally time to re-cultivate!

Breaking through to the realm of the White Tiger, Chen Tingzhi once again touched the luck, and those Taoist techniques based on probability, ecosystem science, physics and other disciplines can finally shine again.

"First of all, let's get some sword pills first." After mixing the five stones, Chen Tingzhi felt the cool medicine flow from his throat all the way to his stomach, and a trance sensation was transmitted to his brain, making his vision out of the level of reality and into the level of luck.

After consuming a little luck, he changed the probability, and turned his stomach into an alchemy furnace, secreting various acids and bases, reacting with the five stone powder he had swallowed before, and then accompanied by the peristalsis of the stomach, he practiced the sword pills that were dripping and round.

"No, according to my calculations, if I consume such a little bit, I should soon rebound and recover because of my current fortune and popularity." Chen Tingzhi looked at his cyan luck that had broken through the ceiling slowly recovering, and touched his chin with some confusion.

Under closer observation, Chen Tingzhi found a wisp of black qi wrapped around his luck.

"Han Shengluo's malice? No, it's not," Chen Tingzhi found a faint gray aura that was bounced open by his own qi luck pillar but was reluctantly pasted, and matched him with Han Shengluo, "Then this is whose bad luck around me has affected me?" And it could be bad luck that would bring you death! ”

"Who could that be? Meng Zhiyu? No. Chen Tingzhi found a strange white aura on the pillar of luck, and he was sluggishly absorbing his luck and passing it to its owner, it seems that this is Meng Zhiyu's luck, judging from the direction of luck, the people who dealt with Meng Zhiyu before seemed to be in a state of temporary wait-and-see because of Chen Tingzhi's activity.

"Ma Chengxiong? No, the breath doesn't feel the same to me. Chen Tingzhi saw a thin layer of luck stained on his luck pillar, it seems that it is the breath left by Ma Chengxiong's luck, and because the contact time is not long, there is not much breath left.

"Then, is it Chen Songhe? No, no, it looks like he's alive and well. Looking at the wisp of blue luck that gradually turned pink wrapped around his qi luck pillar, Chen Tingzhi grinned unnaturally and denied it again.

"That would be...... Oh my God, it's you! Hell yes! Chen Ting pushed the door out while pondering, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a dark cloud on the head of Fan Renya, who was drinking Coke in the hall, faintly with blood light, almost turning into a black dragon, and his own wait-and-see even caused this black bad luck to counterattack, making the little mildew star on his head even more dazzling.

"Ah, what?" Fan Renya looked at Chen Tingzhi a little inexplicably.

"Brother Ren, your Yin Hall is now blackened and your blood is shining, and I am afraid that you will have to kill me recently." Chen Tingzhi rolled his eyes at him and said a half-written sentence.

"Poof, ahem, it's really fake," Fan Renya coughed with a smile and spat out the Coke that had just been inhaled into his lungs because of surprise, "Why are you a god now?" ”

"I didn't lie to you, you are now in my eyes, your head is full of dark clouds, the blood is gloomy, the original luck is all invisible, you look like you are going to kneel, and my luck is also stained with a lot of bad luck." Chen Tingzhi found that he stood here and chatted for a few words, and the black aura on his head skyrocketed.

"Wait a minute, is this the ability that the realm of the White Tiger brings to you, you can look at qi?" Fan Renya saw that Chen Tingzhi's face was serious, not as if he was joking, so he immediately reacted and asked with a frown.

"I could have seen it a long time ago, but now I can just see all the fortunes of everyone more clearly, and I can also control my luck." Chen Tingzhi looked at the increasingly thick black aura on his head and narrowed his eyes.

"Bad luck enough to kill me," Fan Renya took a sip of Coke, slumped on the couch and thought for a while, shaking his head and sighing, "I have made too many enemies to think of who could have created this danger that was enough to kill me." ”

"I think this danger should be very close, I just chatted with you here for a while, and the bad luck on my head was infected by you," Chen Tingzhi guessed, "Then, it is probably because the longer I stay next to you, the more likely I am to be in danger, and with such a significant increase, it is obvious that this danger is already coming." ”

"Then let him come." Fan Renya smiled and threw the empty Coke can in his hand out the window.

"Knock - Knock Clang......"

"Hey, this villa is mine, isn't it good for you to litter like this?" Chen Tingzhi rolled his eyes and walked to Fan Renya's side and sat down.

"Come on, you still trampled the ground of my practice ground, okay?" Fan Renya sneered, straightened his waist and sat up straight.

"Alright then, wait...... How to compensate for the damage caused? Chen Tingzhi shrugged his shoulders, squinted his eyes, and his face was murderous.

"Anyway, I won't compensate, poor! It's none of mine's business! Fan Renya said with a smile.

"And what if there will be no one by then?" Chen Tingzhi continued to ask.

"Why don't you go to someone's house, but you can't do it, do you have insurance?" Fan Renya reached out and scratched his head, then put this hand on the back of his neck.

"Insurance? In Deathmatch, I'm afraid you're not making me laugh, the insurance companies here have all collapsed ten years ago, and the destructive power of the Deathmatch master is too great. Chen Tingzhi moved his feet, and the soles of his feet rubbed and turned on the ground.

"Okay, there's no way, you can only pay attention to yourself." Fan Renya took out his mobile phone and threw it on the coffee table, then put this hand in front of his lower abdomen, echoing the hand that Ling had been putting on the back of his neck, and breathed vigorously and rapidly.

"Mind the ghost, you can't pay attention to it later, okay?" Chen Tingzhi turned his head to look out the window, his face turned black, and several rockets rushed towards here from a distance.

"Fan Renya, who did you provoke with a thousand knives? I don't have a place to live! Chen Tingzhi decisively transformed, from a thin monkey to a big man in Angzang, and then the muscles and skin membranes all over his body agitated, and a series of air networks and vacuum cavities formed a layer of defense on the surface of the body.

Fan Renya also saw everything from the reflection of Chen Tingzhi's pupils, and hurriedly stood up with his hands without moving, his feet pinned, and he maintained this strange posture to breathe and breathe, and the skin on his body made a layer of goosebumps that were blue and almost black, and the devil's back muscles behind him suddenly appeared.

"Fog grass! The surname is Chen, you wait for me! Fan Renya was caught off guard and kicked out of the window by Chen Tingyi, meeting several rockets rushing in his face.