At the first rise of the day, the day and the night are divided.

It is the moment when yin and yang blend between heaven and earth, and it is the most vibrant moment.

Taoists have the saying that at this time, they will pick that wisp of innate purple gas.

Purple qi is just an image, and a truly clever monk takes the Taoist meaning of purple qi and uses it for visualization.

If someone stands in front of Li Zhichang at this moment, they will find that his eyes seem to have purple gas coming out, touching each other with the brilliance of the red sun, you have me, I have you.

Of course, this is not that Li Zhichang's eyes can really emit purple qi, but that he gives people a heart, and this is what he shows.

After the battle of Aphrodite, Li Zhichang became more and more thoroughly aware of the subtleties of the soul, and with his previous experience, he was finally able to create a spiritual aura around him.

It can also be called a dojo.

Mahayana Bodhisattva and Dongtian Golden Immortal have a dojo, which is called Mantra in Buddhist scriptures and enchantment by Taoists.

In this formless and qualitative spiritual aura, Li Zhichang can affect the truth.

Although his dojo is still very subtle and imperfect, it is no longer a qualitative gap from the realm of golden immortals.

In the final analysis, there is no essential difference between the primordial gods, mana, and energy and the thermal weapons of this world, and the power of a nuclear bomb is nothing more than that, even if the top Dao method of the Heavenly Immortal Character is cast.

Only the power of the spiritual aura can transcend time and space and peek into the ubiquitous roots of fate.

This is one of the characteristics of Jin Xian's powerful side.

The small steamer, there is no hidden dragon and crouching tiger figure, Li Zhichang has changed his appearance, and naturally no one recognizes him. He went to the United States just casually.

Even if he stays in the country, it is impossible to find him except for those who should have come to find him.

Although he has stood at the pinnacle of the world. But he still doesn't want to fight against the state apparatus, after all, he is not so crazy.

Just because he can be indifferent doesn't mean he takes pleasure in mutilating living beings.

At the same time, he also has plans to come to check the details of the Black Feather Company.

The Black Feather Company is obviously one of his minions, even if it is not a minion, it must have a lot to do with it, why can't he take it by surprise and solve the small trouble that may be a little obstacle.

In Li Zhichang's eyes, the Black Feather Company is not worth mentioning. In fact, as the world's largest security company, its strength is unfathomable.

Even the military strength of some small countries may not be able to withstand the combat power of the Black Feather Company.

Of course, Li Zhichang's advantage is that unless he is a top-level figure. Otherwise, no matter how many others there are, even if he can't touch hard, he can still guerrilla, and no one can stop him from coming and going.

The Black Feather Company is located in North Carolina, the largest country in the world at the time. Founded less than three years ago. It has obtained more than a billion dollars in contracts from the U.S. government.

This is an extremely frightening number, and it also represents the strength of the Black Feather Company, even if the U.S. government takes it very seriously.

It has been more than ten years since the establishment of the Black Feather Company, and gradually no one knows who the three founders of the Black Feather Company were and where they came from.

At this moment, in a tavern in a very chaotic street in a North Carolina city, there is a mix of dark-skinned and yellow-skinned people of all colors, and they are having fun, drinking, and chatting in the tavern.

It's noisy and noisy, except for authentic American English. Occasionally, there are many ethnic groups with foul language.

It's a gray area of the city, full of the dark side of America.

But all eyes were on a clown in the middle of the hall at the moment. This clown has a colorful face. Painted with oil paint, the mouth is wide open, and the corners of the lips have narrow and long traces, like the smiling man written by Hugo.

He made all kinds of strange movements, which attracted the laughter of the drinkers, and his face and ugly and funny actions alone made these strong men who had drunk too much laugh wildly.

As the clown puts on more and more comical performances, these drinkers who are struggling in the gray area are laughing breathlessly.

At the back they smiled maniacally and frightenedly, dancing with their hands, but laughing uncontrollably.

The mad laughter continued on and on, and at last it faded away, and the tavern became silent, leaving behind a horrible, painful, grinning corpse.

Only then did the clown stop his movements and quiet down.

The real human temperament has also become very melancholy, but his eyes are looking at each corpse on the ground one by one, as if he is examining his own masterpiece.

"Are you so fun?"

Suddenly sat down in the tavern a handsome half-race man, with a perfect appearance, misty eyes, and a kind of lazy temperament.

How he got in and how he sat down, no one knows.

When I came, it was like a dream, without a trace, sitting there, suddenly speaking, I could attract all eyes.

"I let these ants die happily, and if it counts merit, how much merit do you say I have gained today. ”

The clown's voice is not hoarse, it is as pure as the cry of a yellow bird, and anyone who hears his voice can hardly associate it with his appearance.

He's not a clown, but a demon of trouble, one of the six demons.

There are endless troubles, so it is difficult to attain Bodhi.

Because he is a demon of trouble, he likes to bring laughter, laughter can make people forget their troubles, and it will not be too painful when they die, of course, this is what the demon himself thinks.

Death is not a pleasant thing for anyone, but rather painful.

He looked at the painful expression on the face of each corpse, and although he admired his masterpiece, he couldn't help but be melancholy, let you die happily, what else are you suffering, this is the reason for his melancholy.

"The bald donkey said that seeing sex is merit, and equality is virtue. If you are not happy or happy, there is no merit. ”

The handsome mixed-race man smiled, his smile was pure, reminiscent of a green lotus blooming in a pool of clear water.

Compared with the ugly clown, he is not perfect in everything, and there is nothing to find fault with.

"You are so annoying at night, don't you know why I want to see you cry every time I see you. ”

"I'm afraid that will only disappoint you, and didn't you notice that the aura of the Death Demon and the Yin Demon has disappeared?"

He knew that the two of them would definitely not be able to finish for three days and three nights, so he wisely stopped this topic.

"Anyway, they won't die, and even if they do, it's a good thing. ”

The clown has nothing to hurt him, and his companion is hung up.

There is no absolute relationship between the six demons, and they are demons, and if all beings are not destroyed, they will not die.

Although it does not have the boundless power of the Golden Immortal, it is more difficult to fall than the Golden Immortal.

Even if he is as strong as the Buddha, there is nothing he can do about it.

In fact, the reason why Li Zhichang was blocked by the six demons was inseparable from himself, whether it was the Taiyi True Recipe left by the Qing Emperor, or the Three Calamities that had been cut off since ancient times, it made him closer and closer to the ancient great supernatural powers, and he couldn't be equated with his current cultivation. (To be continued......)