Starting at 9 o'clock in the morning, Lin Changwei, who had reached a cooperation, and the unknown monk quickly went to one lottery shop after another.

Falling Dragon City is the most developed city along the coast, and the tram line has covered the whole city last year, so the two of them can quickly take the tram to all parts of the city.

Lin Changwei's routine is the same every time, spending 100 yuan to buy 100 lottery tickets to make sure that a few of them are jackpots.

As a result, his earnings in each lottery shop are almost more than 2,000 yuan!

Until about 11:40 p.m., Lin Changwei walked out of a lottery shop a little tired.

It was the 53rd lottery shop he went to.

Coming to the place agreed with the hook-nosed man, Lin Changwei looked at the other party and said in a hoarse voice:

"That's all for today."

At this point he felt very tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

The kind of spell they used on him would continue to drain his energy, and the further he went, the more blurred the light he saw in his eyes.

The hook-nosed man's explanation for this was that Lin Changwei's fortune was about to run out, and he could no longer bear his spells.

"Alright, that's it."

The hook-nosed man glanced at Lin Changwei and nodded.

"How much did you just redeem?"

"Three thousand two."

Hearing this, the hook-nosed man took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, lit a stack and handed it to Lin Changwei:

"Here is 10,000, we have earned a total of more than 130,000 today, and we will share 10% of you according to the agreement."

Lin Changwei cheered up, took the banknote excitedly and counted it, then squeezed out a habitual smile at the other party, and bent down slightly:

"Thank you!"

"Hehe, no."

Unexpectedly, the hook-nosed man turned sideways to avoid it, and he was not saluted by Lin Changwei:

"This is what you deserve, don't thank me, you can go, we're both clear."

After speaking, he waved his hand vigorously at Lin Changwei, as if he was cutting something.

Lin Changwei looked at the other party suspiciously, but after successfully getting the money, he didn't want to stay with the other party longer, so he turned around and left quickly.

Looking at Lin Changwei's departing back, the hook-nosed man looked at him mockingly and muttered:

"Don't blame me, it's all your choice."

......

With a huge sum of money in his arms, Lin Changwei returned home with excitement:

"Ace, I'm back!"

The scrawny wife, Ace, came out of the house and looked at her husband worriedly:

"Why are you back so late today? Nothing happened to you, did you? ”

Lin Changwei rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said with a smile:

"It's a thing, but it's a good thing!"

"Huh?"

"Where's Lele?"

"I've slept."

"Eh, look."

Lin Changwei took out a large pile of banknotes from his arms and put them on the table.

"Where did you get all this money?"

Assie was shocked.

Lin Changwei's monthly salary is only more than 800, and the money on this table seems to be more than his salary in a year!

"Don't ask so much, with this money, you can have enough money for medicine for a year."

"Ah Wei, you ......."

"Don't worry, I've always been measured, you know."

"Ah Wei, in fact, you should save this money and leave it to you and Lele in the future. My illness is a bottomless pit, and there is no need to take medicine. ”

"You're here again!"

When Lin Changwei heard this, he hugged his wife in his arms, "Don't worry, your husband and I can earn the second one if I can earn the first one, you don't have to worry about money, take medicine with peace of mind and recuperate well." ”

“....... Well. ”

Assie finally nodded, smiling happily in her husband's arms......

At night, Lin Changwei, who was sleeping in bed, suddenly woke up from a nightmare.

He opened his eyes sweating profusely, gasping for breath.

Just now he dreamed in a dream that frightened him:

The hook-nosed man was behind him every time he cast a spell on him, and when he walked out of the lottery shop, he canceled the spell, so he never could see what color the other man was.

White does not affect your own fortune, yellow reduces your fortune, red increases your fortune, what color will light up on the other party's body?

This is a question that Lin Changwei has always been curious about.

And in the dream just now, he dreamed that after being cast a spell, he turned sharply to look at the person behind him.

What catches your eye is a thick black, like a bottomless abyss!

Then Lin Changwei was scared awake.

"Black! Why is it black? What does black represent? ”

Lin Changwei muttered.

A strong sense of uneasiness rose in my heart.

"It's just a dream. It's just a dream......"

In the end, Lin Changwei could only comfort himself like this.

......

September 17th.

Ten days have passed since Zhang Luo gave Ajie the Destiny Seed, and during these ten days, Ajie will use the Nine Turns of the Mortal Array to perform 'Spiritual Qi Stimulation' in Zhang Luo's practice room every day.

And whenever Applejack performs 'aura stimulation', the life seed will also bring some feedback to Zhang Luo.

In this way, Zhang Luo cultivated twice a day, once by himself with the Nine Transformations Escape Array, and once when Ajie simultaneously led him to cultivate with him while cultivating.

The cultivation speed can be described as superb!

In the past ten days, Zhang Luo did not perceive any new spiritual apertures, but the sixteen spiritual apertures that he had already perceived became more and more 'lively' under the continuous stimulation of spiritual energy, and they had reached the point where they could be opened at any time and refined with spiritual energy!

Lei Yuanshan wrote in that experience that when the monk no longer senses the new spiritual aperture, and the spiritual aperture that has been sensed becomes more and more 'lively', and there are signs of being opened at any time, it proves that his potential has been tapped and he can prepare to break through the realm!

In order to break through to the ascending realm, the body must adapt to the aura stimulus, and at the same time, it must sense a sufficient number of spiritual apertures.

If the number of spiritual apertures is too small, it will not be enough to support the monk's body to complete the 'rebirth'.

Generally speaking, three spiritual apertures can barely survive the tribulation, and about five to eight spiritual apertures are the most suitable, and the success rate of the tribulation is the highest.

If there are more than eight spiritual apertures, the difficulty of the tribulation will increase.

In order to pursue perfection, many geniuses must thoroughly tap their potential before starting the tribulation, which leads to the difficulty of the tribulation, and finally the tribulation fails, and there are many examples of death.

However, Zhang Luo has confidence in himself, and he has the assistance of the Nine Turns Escape Array, so he is not worried that he will fail to cross the tribulation.

Now that he had sensed sixteen spiritual apertures, only one less than a genius like Yang Shu, he would also be able to reach the top combat power of the Ascending Realm in the future, and he was very satisfied with this.

Sure that he had completed the exploration of his potential, Zhang Luo did not hesitate to start the tribulation.

He sat alone in the center of the Nine Turns Detachment Array, and used the Void Aura to inspire the Great Array.

When the aura that had undergone nine transformations filled Zhang Luo's body, he controlled these aura to enter the sixteen spiritual apertures that he sensed in turn.

Boom –

Zhang Luo's body shook, and the sixteen spiritual apertures opened in turn.

The apocalypse begins!

......