The old ghost had an idea, and he wrote smoothly, but he didn't notice that above him, a small black face was looking down from the beam, looking at the old ghost's book with blazing eyes.

But I saw the crocodile demon king fly out of the water and go straight to the baggage team. When the little loach opened its eyes, it was really a ferocious beast: up and down, as black as raw charcoal, without any variegation, from head to tail, hundreds of feet long, screaming and roaring, with a state of shock and awe......"

Qiu Ping looked up at the window again, and only saw that a large shadow was suppressing the sky.

A huge black crocodile swooped towards the baggage team with black mist flying under it, and its body was full of rage.

These days, the whole baggage team is almost used to such days, and there are demon kings attacking every other day.

Although they couldn't beat it, they also knew that the gods worshiped on the ship seemed to be very capable of fighting, and although the process would be more thrilling, they would all be safe and sound in the end.

"Please raise the big master!"

The door of the cabin was pushed open, and the escort of the baggage team, that is, the boy in the Confucian shirt, walked into the cabin, respectfully put three sticks of incense in front of Qiu Ping's statue, and asked the gods to help.

He was originally quite unaccustomed to the current dynasty's behavior of asking God for divination, and felt that the country should be ruled by Confucianism. Even at first, he couldn't stand the act of placing the idol in the baggage team.

But as the terrifying demons and monsters along the way appeared one after another, they directly silenced him.

He was even thinking very seriously about the question, how could the world outside be so dangerous? How did the people out there survive until now?

Now in the face of a crisis, he has developed the habit of moving the rescue soldiers as soon as possible.

Qiu Ping's figure flickered, and he appeared in the void, and with a wave of his hand, a spatial crack as thin as a hair appeared, directly spreading out hundreds of zhang.

Before the huge crocodile demon king could open his mouth, black lines spread out of his body, and then he was cut in two.

A wisp of illusory divine soul was about to escape, Qiu Ping stretched out his hand, and the surrounding void turned into an ocean, directly closing it.

After a few clicks of the bright moon rising, his soul was wiped out.

As the spirit of the Crocodile Demon King dissipated, in the dark, Qiu Ping felt a burst of relief in his body and mind, his brain was clear, and the feeling of depression that was wrapped in calamity all the time also dissipated a little.

Qiu Ping has also been in the Yuan Body for three months, and he also knows some characteristics of the Yuan Body Realm.

In the Yuan Body Realm, the most important thing is to accumulate merit and overcome tribulations. Every time you survive a calamity, you will be a little purer inside and outside, and your strength will also increase significantly.

And every time you accumulate a little merit, the calamity will dissipate a few points, and even if the calamity comes, it will not be so difficult to deal with.

Over the past few days, Qiu Ping has dealt with too many demon king-level existences, but he has accumulated a lot of merits.

Speaking of which, these demon kings are really embarrassed.

Most of them have no serious inheritance, and they basically rely on bloodline talents, plus some coincidences to barely step into the ancestral god rank.

As a result, they have an immortal-level physique, pure flesh and blood, a long lifespan, and even a strong soul, which can escape and roam without restraints.

But it's embarrassing that their potential has reached this point, and it is already the limit.

Because they lacked sufficient inheritance, they had almost no magical powers and treasures that should be at the level of an immortal. And at their level, they can't touch the treasures of the realm, and it is difficult to comprehend the way of space.

In the face of Qiu Ping's space attack, they had no means of counteracting except to be a live target.

Qiu Ping returned between breaths, and after gaining insight into the flaws of these demon kings, it was already very easy for him to deal with these demon kings again.

"This ...... That's it? ”

The old ghost stared blankly at the book, and in his description, the two shattered the sky and shattered the ice in the Raging Dragon River.

But the little loach battle ended too quickly, causing the words in his book to constantly change, and the chapters that he had been in the water for a long time suddenly became much less.

"The ...... of the day"

The old ghost bit the brush and was about to change the plot.

But suddenly, the book in his hand disappeared in front of his eyes.

Then he saw that the little loach was playing with the booklet in his hand.

"Aha, it turns out that there is such a fun thing, you didn't tell me last time, and you almost missed it."

Qiu Ping flipped through the book in his hand, his face full of surprise.

The old ghost asked him to read this book before, saying that it was for him to pass the time, but he didn't expect that there was a mystery in this book.

"It's just a trail, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

When the old ghost saw that he was discovered, he didn't panic. This way of weaving fate, if it is not for the comprehension of the laws related to fate and cause and effect, outsiders will never be able to write it.

Moreover, if this little loach could really write a book, he would be happy.

There are few inheritors of their line, and he has not found a successor until now.

"Old ghost, then can you write me better, for example, I walked two steps and met a chance, and a big man saw me and thought I was surprised by my bones, and wanted to give me a baby?"

Qiu Ping blinked his eyes and looked at the old ghost expectantly.

"Well...... Naturally, yes. ”

The old ghost originally wanted to veto it, if there was such a good thing, I would have used it myself a long time ago, and it would be your turn?

The weaving of fate also pays attention to the basic law, not that you can write how you want.

Reality doesn't need to be logical, but fate weaving does, which requires you to constantly sort out the relationship lines and arrange the right plot for different people according to their different personalities.

Then give a gentle nudge of fates at a point and make them orchestrate the way you want them to.

If something happens, you need to spend extra luck to modify it.

But in the end, he changed his mind.

"Oh yes!"

The little loach's eyes suddenly brightened, and countless lists of gifts appeared in his head at once.

At this moment, the old ghost is his humanoid wishing machine!

I want a lot of spirit fruits, a lot of shining treasures, yes, a super big mud pond, just like the mud pond I encountered in the mirage!

"But...... It takes luck to write a plot like this, and the more luck I get, the more leeway I can write. The old ghost looked at the little loach and said slowly.

"Then how should luck be obtained?"

Qiu Ping was asking for advice very seriously, he felt that the old ghost's magical power was too amazing, if he could learn it, wouldn't he want something?

"Hahaha, the so-called lucky people are also the ones who gather the power of the crowd. This crowd refers to the three talents of heaven, earth and man. Whether it is an innate background, or one's own cultivation, possessions, and connections, they can all be turned into a part of luck. ”

"It's like a person who encounters something difficult to solve when his strength is low, but maybe one day when his strength improves or he knows some big person, things can be solved."

"Although luck cannot be touched or seen, it does exist."

The old ghost and Qiu Ping explained a lot of luck, although Qiu Ping didn't understand too much, but he also had a vague impression.

Overall, luck is divided into three tiers.

Heaven, earth and man.

The Heavenly Fortune is an innate blessing, which is extremely difficult to change, including a person's origin, the level of natural luck, all related to the Heavenly Fortune.

Some people are born noble, and if they are talented, they will have excellent luck.

Fortune is the rhyme of the family. The environment in which a person lives, the feng shui of the family and even the quality of the family style will determine the level of fortune.

As for the human movement, it is the way that most people can control by themselves.

Examining oneself, clarifying oneself, and taking the initiative to make amends, or studying, practicing martial arts, practicing and even making contacts, are all means of cultivating human movement.

"Stop, stop, don't talk about so many mysteries, I just want to ask how to get this thing."

Qiu Ping looked at the old ghost and said a lot, and he was a little sleepy when he heard it.

"If ordinary people gain luck, they can naturally only practice hard and improve their strength. When the strength is high, the luck will naturally be thicker. But this luck comes too slowly, and it is bound to one's own cultivation, and if it is lost in vain, I am afraid that there will be accidents. ”

"Therefore, in my door, there is a means of [stealing life], taking the luck of outsiders, using it as ink, as long as the ink continues, you can arbitrarily write fateful cause and effect."

The old ghost looked at Qiu Ping and continued.

"Getting to the point."

The corners of Qiu Ping's mouth twitched, this old ghost didn't have the idea for a long time, this ability to understand is really painful.

"Ahem, cough, naturally, there are plots on my side that damage the luck of the protagonist of the story, as long as the actual situation is consistent with the plot I wrote, my side can steal his luck."

"Then let's use his luck as ink, and write as much as we want when the time comes."

The old ghost is like an old silver coin to coax a child at the moment, luring the little loach to the bait.

The little loach's heart stirred uncontrollably, and the list of gifts appeared in his head again. When the time comes, it's better to put spirit fruits in the muddy pond, or to put spirit mines.

It's really hard to choose, or let him write two muddy ponds, one for the spirit fruit and the other for the spirit mine.

Even the sentence type of the little loach was thought of, so I wrote: There are two ponds in front of my house, one is a muddy pond, and the other is also a muddy pond......

"How's it going, are you doing anything?"

The old ghost looked at the little loach and leaned closer and asked.

"Yes! Very funny! ”

The little loach is like being beaten with chicken blood, and he can't wait to find someone to take his luck away now.

"That'...... Who's that doing, do you know any other bad guys here? ”

After all, the little loach still has a bit of a moral bottom line, and he feels that he has some regrets about taking the luck of a good person.

If it's a villain, it doesn't matter.

"Then we must not be good people, how about engaging monks, those monks from the Great Snow Mountain beat you up last time, do you remember?"

The old ghost spoke righteously and spoke.

Originally, when the little loach was still thinking about who to pit, the old ghost had already helped him think about it.

"The old monk? I can't beat it. ”

Qiu Ping scratched his head, last time he was almost surrendered by the monk chanting, the difference in strength between the two is a bit big, and the little loach doesn't want to tease anymore.

"Let's not go head-to-head with him, you forgot a few elements of luck I just told you? Your strength realm is luck, and your money and treasures are also luck, so if we steal his things, don't we steal his luck? ”

"Let's steal more, and his luck will be weak. One day, steal him so bad that his luck collapses, and then he will be kneading by you. ”

The old ghost's words were like demonic babbling, all of which smashed on Qiu Ping's heart.

Qiu Ping's heart has begun to fantasize that the old monk collapsed because of his luck, and he fell on his heels after taking two steps, and he was out of trouble all day long, and his cultivation was still crazy......

It's really cool to think about it.

"I'm good at stealing, but where is the Great Snow Mountain, and even if I want to steal now, I can't get in."

The old monk I met last time was at least an arhat fruit position, and the big snow mountain was its way, and it was not so easy to steal it.

"Don't be so troublesome, do you remember your mixed hole Mingyue, I will add a random mixed hole teleportation to your supernatural powers, and the other end of the mixed hole is directly the Great Snow Mountain."

In many complex environments, it is possible to create a hybrid hole with a teleportation function.

On the other side of the hole, there is a random space in any place.

The old ghost, on the other hand, can consume his luck and make the random space on the other side become the place he wants.

As long as it's a matter of probability, he can become 100% here.

"If that's the case...... It's really funny. ”

Qiu Ping summed up in his heart, if the Mingyue of the Mixed Cave can go directly to the Great Snow Mountain, he can take advantage of the time to stop, quickly steal things and run quickly, and then turn off the [Mingyue of the Mixed Cave], and there will be no trace left!

"It's not that it's funny, it's very funny!"

The old ghost had a sinister smile on his face, this kid's luck was amazingly strong, and if it was possible, he would prefer to steal it directly from this little loach.

But every time he had this thought, his heart would be inexplicably frightened.

This shows that as long as you dare to move the luck of the little loach, you are likely to have an extremely tragic end.

"Then I wish us success."

The little loach stretched out its claws forward, and the old ghost looked at him suspiciously, and then hesitantly stretched out his hand as well.

"Yay!"

Qiu Ping pushed his paw forward and slapped it with the old ghost's palm.

"Then you write now, just write that the old monk's precious robe was stolen...... Eh, no, it doesn't seem that there is such a thing as a robe in the inheritance of the Great Snow Mountain, so ......"

"Relics! The most important treasure of the Daxueshan lineage is the relics, and they also have special relics pagodas to enshrine the relics of the past masters. ”

Even in the snowy mountains, there are very few people who can successfully reincarnate without interruption and survive the mystery of the womb.

Many people can't cross it, so they will condense their whole body practice into relics, and their souls will continue to be reincarnated.

When one of them re-enters the spiritual practice, they will be led to the temple and reintegrated into the relics, so that they can have a sufficiently advanced realm in a short period of time.

Each grain of relics represents a part of the sacred land of the Great Snow Mountain.

If the relics are lost, it will naturally be an earth-shattering event in the Great Snow Mountain.

Two chapters in one!

(End of chapter)