If he was on the boundless sea, Wang Feng looked at the endless sky, and played with a gold coin that shimmered dark gold in his hand, which was exactly what Wang Feng had gained this time, the fragment of Godhead.

That's right, this gold coin is the fragment of Godhead that Wang Feng found from that box of Aztec gold coins.

Under Barbossa's guidance, Wang Feng soon knew what he wanted, a box of Aztec gold coins full of cursed power.

A fragment of the goddess of the sea was evenly dispersed on each gold coin, and after collecting these gold coins, Wang Feng, with the help of the witch, concentrated the countless scattered fragments of the godhead on one of the gold coins.

The witch looked at the gold coin in Wang Feng's hand, and her eyes flashed with an eager light, the Godhead Fragment is also very effective for her, fusing the Godhead Fragment can quickly enhance her strength, and even said that as long as she can fuse enough Godhead Fragments, then she may become the new goddess of the sea.

However, thinking of Wang Feng's strength and the state in which he was sealed, the witch had to suppress the thoughts in her heart.

In the following time, Wang Feng did not let it pass like this, but kept communicating with the witch, exchanging knowledge on both sides and his own understanding of the world.

For Wang Feng, from the witch's body, he got a lot of secrets about the gods. And, in the same way, Wang Feng's own wealth of knowledge gave the witch a great inspiration.

Originally, they wouldn't communicate with each other, after all, their relationship wasn't good enough to be that good, but the time on the ship was really boring, and in addition, they had just completed a transaction, and the two sides had some contact. After going back and forth, the two began to exchange ideas with each other about the knowledge they had.

"You have a lot of knowledge." The witch confessed, "But it's also very complicated, and it won't do you any good if you go on like this." Only concentration can reach the other side. “

"I know."

Wang Feng didn't know that he had too much knowledge. But he can't help it, he is just starting out now, he doesn't know where the future road is, he must collect enough knowledge, and then find the path to immortality from this knowledge.

What's more, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with having more knowledge, because he is different from others, feeling the more and more obvious fluctuations in the depths of his soul. A hint of confidence flashed in Wang Feng's eyes.

"We cooperate!" The witch said suddenly, and at this moment, the witch looked at Wang Feng eagerly.

"The road to immortality is tortuous, and likewise, it is also full of countless dangers, and the slightest accident will be doomed, we cooperate, as long as you help me break the seal, at the same time. Help me find all the Godhead fragments, then, I have a lot of certainty that I will succeed in becoming a god, then. I will be immortal, and in turn, I will help you to be immortal as well, with the full help of a god. The possibility of becoming a god is definitely easier for you than it is for you to become a god. “

"Nope."

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Feng directly refused, and then. Said calmly.

"If nothing else, I don't believe you."

Wang Feng's refusal was not surprising to the witch. "I can swear to the will of the world with my soul that I will keep what I say."

But apparently, she didn't want to give up. Through the communication between the two sides, the witch found that Wang Feng's knowledge was very rich, but he didn't know much about immortality, obviously, and this was her chance.

The path to immortality is definitely not so easy, achieving immortality, strength, luck, talent, resources, etc., the requirements for a qiē are extremely harsh, and now she has a chance, as long as she collects all the godhead fragments of the goddess of Qi Hai, then the chance of achieving a complete godhead will definitely increase greatly.

Moreover, she believed that no one could refuse the full help of a god.

But obviously, this time she was disappointed, for the help of the gods, Wang Feng was naturally very yearning, but these were not necessary for himself.

At the same time, he didn't want to put his future in someone else's hands.

"What are you afraid of?"

The witch suddenly had a lot of charm and was very evil, "As long as you help me achieve immortality, I will not refuse all your requests, we are all people who want to go to the path of immortality, and all kinds of worldly things are fleeting to us." ”

"After we become immortal together. It's okay to separate, but before that, we need to support each other. ”

The path to immortality is difficult, and there are really not many people who can be trusted, as long as they are intelligent creatures, they can't get rid of the temptation of immortality, the so-called oath. Just a bunch of shit in front of the immortals.

"Not interested." Wang Feng didn't have any expression on his face.

The most important thing is that you're not a beauty, and besides, I don't like black pearls. Wang Feng said secretly in his heart.

He admitted. Perhaps with the black aesthetic, the witch may be beautiful. But he is not black, his aesthetic is not the same as that of black people, he prefers fair-skinned women to women with black bodies.

And this woman is still a married man, and the most important thing is that his old man is not a person, which is really a bit of a heavy taste.

He's not interested in hardcores.

"Forget it."

The witch saw that she couldn't tempt Wang Feng, and her face became serious, and she changed her face in Sichuan.

"It's not interesting to be reluctant, but I still have to tell you that the road to immortality is very difficult, and my construction is definitely a good choice for the two of us."

He naturally felt the witch's ambition for the fragment of Godhead, and his heart was a little angry, and his voice became cold, like an iceberg.

"For you, this building is a good choice, but for me it is not, you are alone, so you need someone to support you, so that you will not encounter accidents."

"But I'm different, I shuttle through the plane, from the endless world, get countless resources, plunder countless knowledge, control countless secrets, and set up many hole cards, even if an accident strikes, I will not perish."

"At the end of the day, you're just trying to find an insurance policy for yourself."

"But I can tell you that if you take refuge in me and encounter an accident in the future, I can also help you. It's not even impossible to help you achieve immortality. ”

Cultivation is never smooth sailing, and there are countless risks that no one can say clearly, natural disasters, man-made disasters, all kinds of disasters, especially cultivators, the disasters encountered are even more terrifying and abnormal, and if you are not careful, you will never recover.

"You want me to take refuge in you?" ”

The witch's voice also cooled, like a cold winter, "I won't take refuge in you, you will die of this heart!" ”

She felt that Wang Feng was very evil and malicious.

"Huh."

Regarding the change of the witch, Wang Feng laughed and said with some sarcasm.

"I'm just repeating what you're saying, you don't have to react that much, do you? Originally, I thought that you could propose this suggestion, and I must have agreed with it very much, but it seems that I thought too much. ”

What the witch has in mind, Wang Feng can naturally feel it. If you agree with the witch's construction, then in the future, maybe you will be completely trapped by the witch's side, and the power of the gods will be terrifying.

Even, the other party may covet his ability to cross the plane in his heart.

The two were at a stalemate, and the atmosphere was awkward.

For the rest of the time, Wang Feng was not exchanging knowledge with the witch, after all, the embarrassment between the two parties could not be eliminated. Taking advantage of this time, Wang Feng began to study the Aztec gold coin in his hand that condensed the fragment of the godhead.

The eyes flashed with blue glow, and the eyes that condensed their own spiritual power passed through the dark golden gold coin, as if they saw a world, a river that exuded endless darkness.

The more he looked at it, the more he became fascinated, and when he saw the river that exuded a cold aura, all of a sudden, Wang Feng felt endless inspiration and insights pouring into his mind.

A variety of theoretical mysteries that came out of nowhere flashed rapidly in the mind. At first, it was like a mountain spring, trickling and flowing, and then countless worlds slowly converged, intertwined and collided with each other, splashing countless sparks of inspiration.

The subtle mysteries of the world are like rivers, rushing in Liu Chen's mind, and suddenly, Wang Feng feels the mystery of the world.

The truth is intertwined, such as the clear spring converging into a stream, like a stream converging into a big river, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, turning into a surging and vast world river, in Wang Feng's heart.

A gray river suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's sea of knowledge.

"Styx."

Sensing the changes in the sea of knowledge, Wang Feng spit out two words.

At the entrance to the underworld, there are several rivers of the underworld.

Akron, the river of grievances, the river of distress. Those who want to enter the underworld must first pass this river, and the dead who want to cross the river must pay the ferry fee, otherwise they will be ruthlessly thrown into the river by the Styx ferryman Karen, and it is said that the water quality of the Styx Akron is much lighter than the water of the Yang world, and it is almost impossible for the human body to cross unless it is through the boat of the underworld, and the ignorant undead will be eroded by it over time in the water of the Styx.

Xsets. The river of sorrow, the river of lamentation. It is formed by the tears of criminals who served hard labor in hell, and it is named after the terrible wails that often sound on the water.

Churi Pulugton, River of Fire. In order to divide the parts of hell, Hades used the river of fire to isolate them.

Lerte, the Forgotten River, the Lethe River. Drink the water of this river and forget the past.

Hate the River, Stitchfinn. The river of wrath, the river of oaths, it is said that if the gods cross that river, they will lose their divinity, so they are often used by the gods for oaths......

Sensing the phantom of the river that constantly exuded a cold breath in the sea of knowledge, Wang Feng's heart was indeed completely filled with endless ecstasy, and he couldn't imagine that his harvest would be so great. (To be continued......)