I hope that this fate will not turn into smoke, not be biased by the wind and rain, and the thick ink will be dark.

In the next few days, Di Zi'an followed Mr. Umbrella to learn about many matters related to the Tarot Society, while Liang Jingsheng contacted the members of his old friends, and when he heard the news of the World Tour, except for a few people who could not break free from important matters, everyone else immediately set off to rush there.

Among them is Professor Huang, who has several relationships with Di Zi'an, Professor Huang is not too surprised that Di Zi'an has become a world walker, but must have thought of the papyrus. Di Zi'an can only apologize for this, he didn't expect that the penguin colony he added at random would be so big.

Or maybe Professor Huang has been aware of it since he walked through the spiritual secret realm of the metal mentor Norma in Professor Huang's villa. Di Zi'an also thought thoughtfully, and the stone monk who arrived later was an ascetic monk in the true sense, with a profound Dharma, and wanted to measure the immeasurable Buddha land on foot, and was a well-known Yunshui monk in Tibet, even if the legendary reincarnated lama saw it, he had to be called a master.

"In the world of negating the anomaly, our power is not easy to use, I believe you have also experienced it, unless it is in some special place, our strength will be greatly reduced, and the energy required will be multiplied. Mr. Umbrella took Di Zi'an to a basement in the suburbs.

Or unless you are really strong enough to stand up to the rules of an entire world, in which worldly power is still very important. ”

"Get to know Mu Yuanshan," Mr. Umbrella pushed open the door of the basement, and a middle-aged man with sunglasses in a suit and leather shoes was directing the construction of the entire engineering team. ”

"Hello. Di Zi'an was a little restrained, and Mr. Umbrella introduced, "The richest man in the southwest, the representative of the secular power of the Tarot Society." ”

"It's just mundane. The middle-aged man smiled, very silent. Then he got out of the way, and what caught Di Zi'an's eyes was a huge pool that had just been carved out, surrounded by stone walls with a black sheen, no, this was probably not a stone wall. With Di Zi'an's eyesight, he could see the luster that only jade could have flowing on it.

What's even more terrifying is that the four walls of the entire pool are smooth and smooth, and there are no traces of artificial inlay, as if, as if such a pool is polished from a complete piece of jade.

If there really is such a jade, it is definitely a rare treasure that is not enough to describe, and being used like this is undoubtedly a tyrannical thing.

"Obsidian, it can also be said to be black jade, such a large black jade is not easy to find, but it is not nothing," Mr. Umbrella said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about the usual vegetable market to buy vegetables, such fresh vegetables are relatively rare, but I still bought them. "Psychic material can ensure the spirituality of mercury. Now just wait for the mercury to be injected and ready to use. ”

"It's been shipped, and it will arrive in the afternoon. Mu Yuanshan added on the side.

Mercury pools...... Di Zi'an muttered to himself, it was really generous. No, maybe it's nothing to Mr. Umbrella.

The door was pushed open again, Wen Zhujun and a monk dressed in sackcloth walked in, Mr. Umbrella turned around, "Stone monk, did you bring something?"

The monk didn't speak, but just took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Mr. Umbrella, who took the scroll and said to Di Zi'an, "This is a supernatural secret realm that we have occasionally obtained over the years, and it is probably a time fragment of the period when the results of the battle were burned. ”

"Is this a supernatural secret realm?" Di Zi'an looked at the scroll, and Mr. Umbrella nodded, "The supernatural secret realm is all-encompassing, and there may or may not be any rare treasures in it, but one thing is certain, we can strengthen our own spirit by absorbing the spirituality of the secret realm." "Because of this, every supernatural secret realm is quite precious, and in the current world that denies anomalies, as long as a similar secret realm is born, it will be snatched by all parties.

"When the mercury arrives and is fully replenished, you can open the secret realm at any time and start the journey, Wen Hou once said that there are no supernatural beings in this secret realm, and you can meditate and practice. Mr. Umbrella did not nostalgically hand the scroll to Di Zi'an, Di Zi'an also knew the preciousness of this thing, but he did not shirk it, the cause and effect of this world, one report and one report, the value of the mercury promotion method is more than a supernatural secret realm, not to mention that what he needs to do most at present is to strengthen himself, so that he can not be so weak in the face of his peers.

But the moment Di Zi'an took the scroll, the azure mark on his right hand suddenly lit up, and Mr. Umbrella unconsciously took a step back, and almost immediately opened the big black umbrella with his right hand, like an invisible barrier blocking the azure light.

"What!" Di Zi'an felt that his spirituality was uncontrollably active, and the stone monk on the side subconsciously protected Wen Zhujun behind him, "Be careful, it may be a spiritual riot!" Mr. Umbrella shouted behind the umbrella, but then, a deep, majestic voice sounded, and the scroll in Di Zi'an's hand unfolded on its own and floated into the air.

"Embrace the charm as a friend, cross the eyebrows to make the ghosts surrender, and now they are in the company of evil spirits, and it is terrible to cut the world!"

"Wen Hou!"

"Father!" Wen Zhujun, who was protected by the stone monk, shouted out in a lost voice, and Mr. Umbrella lost his mind for a while, it turned out to be Wen Hou's voice! At the beginning, this supernatural secret realm seemed to be sealed by Wen Hou himself, and at that time, everyone also speculated whether the sealing of such a secret realm without any danger was for Zhu Jun's future cultivation. But the ghosts were rioting, and there was no news of Wen Hou, and it seemed that there was no backhand left, which once made Mr. Umbrella and everyone puzzled.

With Wen Hou's methods, he fell into the ghost capital without the slightest preparation, which did not conform to everyone's impression of Wen Hou in the past.

And now, Wen Hou's back hand seemed to appear, and when he met another world walking, the scroll shone brightly, and with the majestic voice like an emperor, the light around him distorted into a whirlpool, and the nearest flute looked at the center of the whirlpool in a daze, as if something in it was tugging at his consciousness and wanted to swallow the whole person. On the other side, behind the stone monk, Wen Zhujun seemed to hear something and shouted.

"Father, wait for me, wait for me. Then he took the initiative to run to the location of Di Zi'an under the scroll. Mr. Umbrella had the intention to stop it, but the scroll shone brightly, and after a moment of distraction, there were two missing figures present.

"Zhujun, damn it, spiritual resonance!" Mr. Umbrella held the black umbrella and picked up the scroll on the ground, on which were written four lines of words, which were the four sentences that Fang Wenhou's voice read.

"Wen Hou, Wen Hou, you are really messed up! That's your daughter!" Mr. Umbrella didn't expect that Wen Hou's sudden arrangement of the back hand would cause Di Zi'an's spiritual resonance, let alone that Zhujun would be involved, Shi Seng was silent, and Mr. Umbrella seemed to think of something, and he was even more angry.

"The dizi is in a very bad state, even if there are not too many supernatural beings in this secret realm, he may not be able to deal with it, find Nan Ke immediately, only that guy can forcibly open the secret realm. ”

After a long time, Mr. Umbrella sighed. "Damn the number of lives. ”