"So it is, all of them are on the altar, and all of them are sacrifices, but they are also sacrificers."

Godless eyes, can't see mundane colors, can't see delicate lines, can't see. However, it can see the vibrational resonance at the high-dimensional level, the "pollutants" that are always ready to move in the shadows, and the world that has already been faintly deteriorating under ordinary life.

The degree of 'corruption' in this small world is at least two notches higher than that of the earth's own world."

The great and bright gods and idols in the eyes of others are also terrifying and strange evil beasts in his eyes.

He lost the possibility of being able to pretend that nothing was happening and living peacefully, just like everyone else, but he also gained the opportunity to see the truth

"Is it true that if someone else gets these eyes, I'm afraid they will either dig them out by themselves, or they will be completely unable to sleep at night, and sooner or later they will be driven crazy."

Truth, sometimes does not mean correct or even benign, the privilege of "pretending not to see" provided by the instincts and senses of weak creatures makes Lu Ping'an a little envious.

The 'alienation erosion' here is comparable to the world of the Silent Mountain Mountains, heh, is this the so-called Divine Domain, but unfortunately, only I can see it"

In fact, what has been referred to as a "low-pollution world" and "heavily polluted world" is more akin to a situation briefing for others, a possible description of the difficulty of the task at hand.

But for Lu Ping'an, it is clear what kind of polluted world it is.

"Tut-tut, it's a little disgusting."

The earth is viscous and uncertain, and among the distorted dark clouds above the sky, there are strange giant eyes, and the scenery of the sea in the eyes of others is an abyss demon cave in the eyes of Lu Ping'an.

Occasionally, some strange mist, twisted and amorphous void matter spilled out of the surrounding ground, or burrowed into other people's bodies, or floated on top of a certain building.

It seems that in the underground and in the cracks in space, there is something faintly pouring out, ubiquitous, untouchable, just like the mist in the early morning, which is naturally unstoppable.

The whole world is slowly sinking, as if hitting the giant ship of an iceberg.

It's those mortals and even those beauties, the skin that looks like white jade, in Lu Ping'an's eyes, is more or less sticky to some dirty things.

This kind of taste is not pleasant, because even if you see it and touch it, you can't change anything.

And if you look up at the heavens and the earth, this is as if you have been swallowed into a giant beast, and the nausea that is gradually being digested is often accompanied by Lu Ping'an's left and right, which is also the root of his friendliness to Eve and Xiao Mu.

Mortals can't resist the erosion of pollution, they have actually mutated more or less a long time ago, but they haven't reached the threshold, and they can't show it, and their overly sensitive senses have made Lu Ping an worse a lot of sins.

The "pollution" of professionals is often controllable, although there are all kinds of small mutations, but they are often bound by a more stringent "order", which is similar to putting on a layer of clothes, at least to give Lu Ping'an a much better feeling.

And Qian Xiaomu and Eve are a little different, they may have awakened early, or they may have been born with special characteristics, they have been extremely "complete" from the beginning, this level of pollution cannot erode them at all, even in Lu Ping'an's eyes, they are also perfect.

"I'm a little envious of your eyes."

found that Lu Ping'an easily analyzed the "Divine Realm", and even the big cat was very envious.

Normal "voyeurism" is not so simple, it requires not only professional professionals, but also rituals, consumables, and even the risk of angering the gods at any time.

Lu Ping'an just looked at it easily, and saw through everything in front of him.

"Trust me, if you really saw everything I saw, you would"

Lu Ping'an paused, originally thinking that "normal people" would probably go crazy directly, and if they didn't have enough sanity value, they would not be able to hold on sooner or later, but if it was this big cat who could give up anything for the sake of "progress".

You're going to be even more envious, crazy with envy, ha."

In a word, Lu Ping'an almost made a big cat angry.

But at this time, Lu Ping'an really needs the help of the big cat.

He was able to see, to see the low-level logic of this secret realm, to see how the rules here worked, to see how the "ritual" was guiding someone, but he couldn't understand it.

In the sky, there is something like a seesaw, like a concept."

They're betting, and everybody even has a part of the 'fog' drifting away and pressing down on one end of that seesaw."

It's over. Those 'fogs' go straight to the other side, do you take all? Interestingly, hey, something is wrong, about a tenth of them did not go to the winner's side, and went straight to the sky. Is the Mystery Maker there? ”

Lu Ping'an gradually described the world in his eyes, and the big cat not only listened carefully, but also asked questions from time to time, asking for a more specific "picture".

I almost understand that this is how one of the few gods with a 'destiny' works. Awesome, really awesome. ”

The big cat was also amazed, and she even praised the exquisite design of the festival, saying

"Lu Ping'an, you must win to the end, you can get a lot more than you think."

"Happy, let's talk."

"Wuyun, I finally know why the god of martial arts emphasizes the existence of the so-called 'martial arts', isn't their martial arts faction the final say, and I also know why those victors often rise in full force soon after the game."

It turned out that from the very beginning, this was not a simple "martial fight", but a "gambling fight with heavy bets".

Those contestants seem to be a simple competition, but they actually bet on their own "martial luck", and those rich people who are gambling are actually betting on their own "fortune".

In every fight, the "seesaw" above the sky will be split in two, and fate will be used to draw away the bet between the two sides, and then after the "dealer" draws, the winner will take everything.

The rich man who wins the bet gets not only the reward brought by the money, but also the financial luck won from the opponent.

And through this bet, the power of fate, the so-called luck is also constantly adjusted, the weak lose more, the strong continue to accumulate "martial luck".

And in this process, the party that "takes the commission", the organizer of the festival, is sure to make a profit.

In Lu Ping'an's eyes, the unlucky guy who once lost has obviously weakened a lot, while the victor's side has a significantly better spirit, and there is a strong and weird "martial luck" around him.

Why is it so troublesome? Lu Ping'an estimated that it is impossible to take away the opponent's luck by normal means, but if the holder gambles in order to get more, he "takes the initiative to give" everything, and it is naturally possible to trade.

In this way, the "God of Martial Arts" and his subordinate churches not only took away the part of the "income", but also cultivated and mass-produced the children of destiny who were lucky.

If you have martial arts, you will be famous and have a stable income, and your cultivation will make a steady breakthrough, and even if you are advanced, you can casually find your most suitable profession.

Even the invisible luck can be taken out to gamble, as a righteous god, the three sides of the Bahu are far stronger than Lu Ping'an expected.

But now, for Lu Ping'an, there seems to be no reason to refuse

"Wu Yun. Lu Ping'an, perhaps, this is what you need most right now,"

(End of chapter)