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

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

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

"I'm talking about the number of days and the number of qi."

"Can you see those clearly?"

"You can't see clearly, but you can feel it vaguely." Wang Zhe said.

As his cultivation became more and more advanced, he was indeed able to feel some things that he could not feel before.

This feeling is very strange. If he had to use words to describe it, it would be that he could vaguely feel the impact of changes in some things on himself. This did not require the use of divination magic to predict.

If Qi and destiny are invisible and intangible to most living beings, then they are vaguely visible to him.

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

It is true that with higher cultivation, there are fewer constraints, but that doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want.

Having become a human immortal, you also want to be an emperor. Human desires are endless.

Practice and practice, there will be gains and losses.

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

"Me? No, I'm too tired!" Zhuo Siwei waved his hand.

"Hesitated, thought about it?"

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

"Waking up to hold the power of the world, but being drunk and lying on the lap of a beautiful woman, didn't that man think about it? I won't disturb you anymore, let's go."

"Wait a minute, take off your clothes and let me take a look." Wang Zhe stopped him.

"Huh? What?"

"Take away those magic weapons that cover your breath and luck, and let me take a look."

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

Suddenly a breath emanated from his body.

"Oh, what a great luck!" Wang Zhe couldn't help but admired when he saw this.

"No wonder you use so many magic weapons to cover your luck. Your destiny is incredible!"

"Yeah?"

"Well, it's priceless, it's priceless!"

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

"Dream?"

"Yes, dreaming about the red sun falling into your belly, dreaming about a dragon falling from the sky, etc. are auspicious omens."

"No." Zhuo Siwei shook his head decisively.

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

Zhuo Siwei smiled and walked down the mountain.

"What great luck!" Wang Zhe admired as he looked at his back.

He has met so many people, and this is the first time he has seen such great luck in one person.

In fact, Zhan Wushuang and Ye Zhiqiu also have a lot of luck, but they cannot compare with Zhuo Siwei.

"Princes, generals and ministers, eh."

"They all turned into loess." Laifu on the side suddenly said.

"Well, where can I see it?" Wang Zhe was stunned when he heard this.

"In the scriptures."

"Book of scriptures?" Wang Zhe turned back and looked at the cave.

"Well, you should read more books."

On that night, Wang Zhe was lying on the rocking chair reading a love letter when he suddenly felt something and reached the top of the mountain in a flash.

He saw a line of black air rising into the sky in the distance, reaching straight into the sky.

"What is that?"

"Laifu is waiting here."

Wang Zhe suddenly had a very bad feeling.

He stepped into the air with one step, crossing hundreds of miles in an instant, and soon reached the place where the black energy gushes out.

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

A hole opened in the ground, and endless black energy was pouring out from the ground.

This is,

The breath of Yins!

Wang Zhe was very familiar with this aura.

He used his innate five-element magical power, his body was filled with divine light, and then he rushed straight into the ground.

The five-color divine light was like a huge lid, forcibly suppressing the black air that rushed out from the ground.

He kept looking down and saw a huge hole in the ground.

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

"Why are there such cracks here?"

Ouch,

There was a ghost howling in the black air, and then it was killed by Wang Zhe's magical power.

Five elements seal!

He used the sealing method that he had studied over the past few days.

Raising his hand with a palm, the five-color divine light circulated, and among them were the last golden characters, which were the ancient texts on the Bahuang Monument.

boom,

The earth shook violently,

The spiritual energy all around is rushing here crazily,

There was a crash, and a huge arm suddenly stretched out from the crack.

Blue and black, with black smoke and red flames,

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

Wang Zhe waved his sword and cut off the huge arm.

The sound of pain came from the cracks.

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

Buddhist vajra!

Someone used special magical powers to open the crack, and then used a vajra to support it to prevent the crack from closing again.

"Buddhist magic weapon!"

Wang Zhe raised his hand, held it, and pulled it out.

Then continue to use the five elements sealing method,

The cracks that were originally open closed again in a very short period of time, cutting off the underworld aura that was constantly pouring out from inside.

Wang Zhe was still a little uneasy, so he added a new seal to the closed area.

On a mountain hundreds of miles away from here,

A monk in white robes looked in the direction of the mountain.

Beside him was a man wearing a black robe.

"Cut off?" The man in black robe frowned slightly.

"I've said it before, this place is too close to Qinchuan, that person will definitely see it," the monk on the side said with a smile.

"I just didn't expect that his cultivation level was so high that he could cut off the crack so quickly."

"If you can even kill heavenly beings, what's the point of sealing a crack!"

"But what is the purpose of what you are doing?" The monk turned his head and looked at the man beside him.

"Can you try my method?"
To be continued...