In the Western Regions, Loulan Palace, Lin Ze stayed alone in the practice room, staring intently at the clouds floating above his head.

Since the day when Lin Ze sacrificed heaven and earth, this cloud has been growing all the time, and the color of the inner ring has changed from a wisp of blue at the beginning to a circle of crimson.

With the consolidation and development of Western Qin, the red color of the inner circle has been expanding.

Only the most central point has never changed, only a touch of dark purple cocoon independence that symbolizes Lin Ze's own luck.

In other words, Lin Ze established himself in Western Qin, condensed his luck for many days, and the fortunes of Western Qin rose, but he still failed to gain any benefits from it.

According to the speed of cloud qi condensation and the law of transformation, Lin Ze used the secret method of "knowing the destiny of heaven" at any cost, and deduced from this that it is very likely that a trace of purple qi will be condensed today.

Zhuang Zhou once specially told Lin Ze that purple luck is the ultimate in heaven and earth, and it also represents extraordinary.

The first wisp of purple qi born in the clouds is particularly important, because it represents a great transformation from nothing.

When the first trace of purple luck is born, Lin Ze, as the lord of Western Qin and the person who competes for the Mandate of Heaven, will have a great opportunity.

Therefore, Lin Ze explained the matter to Chen Ping, Wu Fan and others early today, and waited wholeheartedly for the time when the purple luck was born, and the great opportunity that accompanied it came.

At noon, when the sun fell vertically, Lin Ze saw three wisps of white merging into the clouds, and the whole cloud suddenly boiled.

Whether it is the outermost white cloud or the innermost red cloud, except for Lin Ze's own luck, the boundaries are no longer clear, but mixed together.

White and red, green and yellow.

Correspondingly, Lin Ze's breath followed the rhythm of the rolling clouds, flowing around and stirring endlessly.

But Lin Ze didn't care about the changes in his body at all, but stared at the cloud qi above his head, for fear of missing the picture of the birth of the first wisp of purple qi.

This staring has been staring for a long time.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Ze heard a thunderclap in a trance, and the clouds on his head seemed to be split by a sharp weapon and split into two halves.

Just in the space between the two halves of the cloud that was split, a wisp of purple cloud appeared out of thin air, turned around, and ran towards the purple cloud that symbolized Lin Ze's luck.

The moment the first wisp of purple qi merged into his own luck, Lin Ze only felt a roar in his mind, and countless inexplicable pictures poured into his mind.

There is a desert where no one lives, and a caravan fights forward under the banner of Western Qin, against the wind and sand.

On a withered yellow grassland with green shoots, a group of cavalrymen in black armor, with a determined face, rushed to the tent not far away.

There are also officials in official uniforms, who have gathered a group of rich and noble people, chattering, not knowing what they are talking about.

Lin Ze had a hint of realization in his heart, wasn't this all what the caravans, armies, and officials belonging to Western Qin were doing?

Is it possible to connect with them through the cloud?

Just as Lin Ze was thinking wildly, the picture in his mind changed, and wisps of white clouds poured out on the heads of the caravans, armies, and officials, and with an inexplicable rhythm, they came across the mountains and seas, and merged into the clouds representing the national fortunes of the Western Qin.

Among them, the white clouds that emerged from the heads of the army were the most, and roughly calculated, the number was more than ten times that of the officials and dozens of times that of the caravans.

In other words, most of the national fortunes of Western Qin came from the 400,000 troops brought over by Lin Ze.

After thinking about it, if there was no such 400,000 troops, why would Lin Ze easily take the Western Regions as his own and establish another Western Qin?

Immediately after that, the picture changed again, and in the void, five light clusters of different sizes floated.

If we distinguish by direction, the mass in the middle is the largest, and the other four together are not even a tenth of its size.

Lin Ze quickly figured out that the light group represented the luck of the major forces vying for the Mandate of Heaven, and the largest group among them, needless to say, represented the Qin State.

The remote, not big or small one, represents Lin Ze's Xiqin.

Wait, Lin Ze suddenly found that something was wrong, Qin Guo, Liu Ji, Zhao Tuo plus himself, it should be four light clusters, how could there be five in the void?

Who else is there?

Before Lin Ze could figure it out, all the images in his mind disappeared.

The clouds representing the fortunes of the Western Qin Dynasty resurfaced in front of Lin Ze, but the clouds that were originally mixed with four colors returned into four distinct color circles.

As before, white clouds poured in, and after a while, the white clouds disappeared and turned into a wisp of cyan.

And so on, layer by layer.

What is different from before is that after a long time, a wisp of purple will be born, half of which will be integrated into Lin Ze's luck, and half will disappear.

Needless to say, that half should be counted as a "protection fee" and handed over.

Lin Ze didn't get too entangled, full of confusion, where did Zhuang Zhou say about the chance to fall from the sky?

Could it be that the picture I just watched is the chance that Zhuang Zhou said?

Thinking of this, Lin Ze couldn't help but complain: "What kind of chance is this? If you can watch it all the time, it will be almost the same at any time." ”

As soon as this idea appeared, a picture of a caravan entering the city instantly appeared in Lin Ze's mind.

Lin Ze......

Obviously, this caravan is not the same as the one Lin Ze just saw, you must know that the caravan is still in the desert.

Lin Ze couldn't believe it, there were such magical things in the world?

Lin Ze was a little unrelenting, his mind moved, and the picture in his mind changed slightly, this new caravan, just like the second picture he saw just now, a trace of white clouds appeared above his head.

However, there are two differences, one is that the white cloud that came out of this caravan is far less than the cloud just now.

The second is that there are two traces of cloud qi that did not pour into the cloud that represented the national fortune of Western Qin, but went all the way to the southeast and disappeared.

Is this because there are spies sent by the Qin State in the caravan?

This thought suddenly popped into Lin Ze's mind.

Before Lin Ze could remember the appearance of the caravan, the picture shattered and disappeared.

Lin Ze was unwilling, his mind moved, and another picture appeared in his mind.

This picture shows that the army is encamped, how can it have anything to do with the caravan?

Lin Ze gritted his teeth, his mind changed again, and he still couldn't see the same picture as the second caravan.

When I thought about it for the fourth time, no matter what Lin Ze thought, no picture appeared again.

"Can I only use it three times a day?"

Lin Ze frowned slightly, if he could keep watching, this opportunity could be regarded as earth-shattering.

But if you can only watch it three times a day, the so-called chance is completely a chicken rib, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to abandon it.

After a while, Lin Ze tried a few more times, but it didn't work.

After thinking about it, Lin Ze put it aside for the time being, although the secret method of supernatural powers is tempting, but cultivation is the king.

Xuandu once said that for the first realm of heaven and man, luck brings the greatest benefits.

Since Lin Ze had successfully obtained the purple qi luck by condensing the Western Qin national fortune and integrated it into his own qi luck, he should ask Zhuang Zhou for advice on how to use these qi luck to increase his martial arts cultivation.

As soon as he said and did it, Lin Ze immediately left the practice room and walked towards the place where Zhuang Zhou was.

After a few breaths, Zhuang Zhou looked at the sudden Lin Ze and asked, "What is the matter with Senior Brother here?"

Lin Ze briefly explained the circumstances of the birth of the first wisp of purple luck and the purpose of his own search for him.

Zhuang Zhou was thoughtful when he heard this, and pointed at Lin Ze's forehead, and a piece of Taoism of tens of thousands of words entered Lin Ze's mind.