"God?" Zhuo Siwei raised his head and looked at it, and pondered for a while.

"Understood, do you want to be the emperor of heaven?"

"What a mess!" Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"I'm talking about the number of days, the number of gases."

"Can you see those?"

"I can't see clearly, but I can feel it faintly." Wang Zhe said.

As his cultivation grew more and more advanced, he could indeed feel some things that he could not feel before.

This feeling is very peculiar, if I have to describe it in words, it is that he can vaguely feel the impact of some changes in things on him, which does not need to be predicted by the magic of divination.

If qi and fate are invisible or intangible, to the vast majority of living beings, then they are faintly visible to him.

The more you know, the more you know that there are things you can't do.

It is true that there are fewer constraints when cultivating is high, but it does not mean doing whatever you want.

has become a human immortal, and still wants to be an emperor, people's desires are endless.

Practice, practice, there is giving and taking.

"You can try." Wang Zhe looked at Zhuo Siwei with a smile.

"Me? Don't do it, I'm so tired! Zhuo Siwei waved his hand.

"Hesitated, thought about it?"

"I've thought about it." Zhuo Siwei is honest.

"Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beauty, that man hasn't thought about it? Don't bother anymore, let's go. ”

"Wait, take your stuff off and I'll take a look." Wang Zhe stopped him.

"Huh? What? ”

"Take away the magic weapons that hide your aura and luck and let me see."

"This" Zhuo Siwei thought for a moment, and then took off several magic weapons on his body one by one.

Suddenly, a breath emanated from his body.

"Oh, what luck!" Seeing this, Wang Zhe couldn't help but admire.

"No wonder you use so many magic weapons to cover your luck, your life is amazing!"

"Really?"

"Well, it's expensive, it's expensive!"

"Didn't your mother dream anything before she gave birth to you?"

"Dreams?"

"Yes, I dreamed of the red sun falling into my belly, dreaming of a dragon falling from the sky."

"Nope." Zhuo Siwei shook his head decisively.

"Cherish it." Wang Zhe patted him on the shoulder.

Zhuo Siwei smiled and went down the mountain.

"What a lot of luck!" Wang Zhe looked at his back and exclaimed.

He had seen so many people, and this was the first time he had seen such great luck in one person.

In fact, Zhan Wushuang and Ye Zhiqiu also have a lot of luck, but they can't be compared with Zhuo Siwei.

"Princely generals, yes."

"It's all turned into loess." Laifu on the side suddenly answered.

"Well, where do you look?" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.

"In the scriptures."

"Scriptures?" Wang Zhe looked back at the cave.

"Well, you should read more books."

On this night, Wang Zhe was lying on the rocking chair reading a love letter, when he suddenly felt something, and his figure flashed to the top of the mountain.

He saw a black gas rising up from the sky in the distance, reaching for the horizon.

"What's that?"

"Rifle is waiting here."

Wang Zhe suddenly had a very bad premonition.

He stepped into the air, crossed hundreds of miles in an instant, and soon reached the place where the black qi gushed out.

Guanzhong, a place hundreds of miles away from the capital.

A crack opened in the ground, and endless black gas was pouring out of the ground.

This is

The breath of the!

This breath Wang Zhe is really familiar with.

He used his innate five elements supernatural powers, and the divine light on his body was great, and then he rushed straight into the ground.

The five-colored divine light was like a huge lid, forcibly pressing down the black qi that rushed out of the ground.

He kept going down, and saw a huge hole in the ground,

There is no doubt that the other end is connected to the.

"How can there be such a crack here?"

Woohoo,

There was a ghost howling in the black gas, and then he was killed by Wang Zhe's supernatural powers.

Five Elements Seal!

He used the sealing method that he had studied these days.

Raising his palm, the five-colored divine light flowed, and there were golden words in the back, which were the ancient texts on the Eight Desolation Monuments,

Bang

The earth shook violently,

The aura around is frantically pouring here,

With a bang, a huge arm suddenly stretched out from the crack,

Blue-black, with black smoke, red flames,

Ah, there was a shout coming from the cracks, dull, angry.

Wang Zhe waved his sword and severed the huge arm.

The sound of pain came from the cracks.

Wang Zhe saw something special in the middle of the crack,

Buddha Gate Vajra!

Someone used a special magic spell to open the crack, and then supported it with a vajra to prevent the crack from closing back.

"The Dharma Weapon of the Buddha Gate!"

Wang Zhe raised his hand to hold it, and dragged it out.

Then continue to cast the method of sealing the five elements,

The crack that had been open closed again in a very short time, cutting off the yin aura that kept pouring out of it.

Wang Zhe was still a little uneasy, and added a new seal to the closed place.

On a mountain hundreds of miles away,

A monk in a white robe looked in the direction of the mountain.

Beside him was a man in a black robe.

"Truncated?" The black-robed man frowned slightly.

"I said a long time ago, this place is too close to Qinchuan, that one will definitely see it," the monk on the side said with a smile.

"It's just that I didn't expect his cultivation to be so high, and he was able to cut that crack so quickly."

"Even the heavens and men can be killed, what does it matter if you seal a crack!"

"But what is the purpose of what you do it?" The monk turned his head to look at the man beside him.

"It's not going to work if you try my way."

"Then why this place?"

"Because it's eligible." The black-robed man said.

"Let's go, if he happens to be here, neither of us will be able to leave."

Wang Zhe didn't go there, because he had just used the divination technique to calculate, and he hadn't found anyone who had opened the crack in the ground.

The heavens are obscured,

He looked at the distant sky from the top of the mountain, and a deep uneasiness enveloped his heart.

Thousands of miles away in Rongcheng, in a Taoist temple outside the city.

Xiao Ren stood in the Taoist temple and looked into the distance. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed as a pedantic.

"Lord Wang, we're all ready."

"What about him?"

"So far, we haven't found the whereabouts of the son."

"Keep looking, this matter must be controlled well, only you can know."

"Yes!"

On this day, the spring rain is misty,

Southern Yunnan sent troops to attack Yangzhou.

Yangzhou, Lin'an City,

In a courtyard, Zhuo Siwei lay in the house, watching the drizzle outside.

(End of chapter)