As he read, Lu Zhong gained a better understanding of the secret key to the calamity.
Those attracted to the stone carvings are called fragments of calamity.
The little mud demon in front of me had a stone fragment in his body, so it was attracted by the power of the gray stone.
"It would be a good thing if we could seize the complete tribulation weapon!"
This was the first time Lu Zhong had heard of a heaven and earth treasure of the level of Taoist artifacts, but he expected that it would not be a low-end product if it dared to be said to be born from the origin of the Taoism.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Lu Zhong glanced around, but he did not immediately inspire the power of the stone carvings to leave.
He walked out of the hut and walked towards the depths of the gloomy ancient forest.
The ancient forest is muddy, the animal marks are messy, the surrounding trees have fallen many times, and there are still yellow mud residues.
Lu Zhong came to a beast cave, where strange rocks were jagged and piled up in a mess.
The internal organs of the beast's cave were extremely messy, and there was a faintly weakened figure lying on the ground, with his chest barely rising and falling.
But Lu Zhong knew that this man still had a glimmer of hope.
When he saw this person, Lu Zhong guessed that this might be the owner of that hut.
This scholar was usurped by the mud demon and his physical and spiritual destiny was usurped, and he was supposed to die.
Even if Lu Zhong kills the mud demon in time, there shouldn't be any chance of survival.
Lu Zhong felt a little strange.
The mud demon is not very strong, but its natural ability is still quite good.
This kind of monster is special.
It can steal the form and spirit of living beings, and then have the opportunity to obtain part of the living beings' talents and energy.
Or even replace it.
If it can be allowed to grow step by step, it might become a great monster.
Lu Zhong pondered for a moment, then placed his hand on the scholar's forehead, and a wisp of innate wisdom burst out from his hand.
Innate divine power, stealing heaven's secrets as inspiration.
In front of Lu Zhong's eyes, a series of inspirations suddenly enveloped the scholar, and a message appeared in front of him.
There were several keywords among them that immediately made Lu Zhong's face clear.
Ning Yi, fifteen years old
Special destiny: Do not use Qianlong!
His face is a little strange.
Fate is a very strange thing. It is difficult for most living beings to have the power of Qi to give birth to a destiny, especially this kind of special destiny.
From this point of view, there is indeed something extraordinary about this scholar.
However, this destiny is obviously fundamentally different from Qianlong Zaiyuan's destiny.
The hidden dragon in the abyss will eventually fly into the sky.
If you don't use Qianlong, you will be unlucky. Life will be rough and talents will be hard to come by!
Ning Yi felt a ray of warm energy pouring into his body, suddenly dispelling the coldness in his body. He managed to open his hazy eyes and saw a figure squatting in front of him. He subconsciously grabbed the other person's robe.
He wanted to grasp at some life-saving straw.
However, this grasp failed to catch him. Instead, a strong hand grasped his wrist.
Just heard a faint voice: "What do you want to do?"
Ning Yi squinted his eyes and worked hard for a while before saying, "I want to live!"
His will to survive is extremely strong.
In fact, Qianlong should not use the fate chart, although it makes the host's life difficult, but it also has advantages, that is, the vitality is tenacious, and the luck is guaranteed no matter how low it is.
Lu Zhong looked calm and said, "If I can save you, what can you give me?"
After saying that, Lu Zhong smiled to himself again: "Forget it, I see that you are so ruined, you don't seem to have anything to give me!"
Lu Zhong waved his hand, and a stream of divine power poured into the body of the down-and-out scholar, instantly helping him recover part of his vitality, so that Ning Yi would not have the sequelae of the mud demon seizing the gods for the rest of his life.
After Lu Zhong casually inputted a burst of divine power, he turned around and left directly.
It's not that he has a Madonna-like heart. Everyone is in trouble, so why not do a little favor if you can!
Who could have predicted that he would not be in despair?
He is the God of Fire, not the God of Investment.
In addition, in his opinion, it is not worth his investment to use the destiny of Qianlong. Even if Qianlong Zaiyuan is a special destiny, it may not be enough for him, an innate god, to take a good look at it.
"To take care of yourself, you need to know that the human race is better than self-improvement!"
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In the Qiankun Cave, invisible stone carvings stand on top of an immortal stone statue. This immortal stone statue seems to have escaped into the void of the avenue. For a moment, the stone carvings glow, and the immortal stone statue turns into flesh. In an instant, it is like breaking the void mirror and falling into reality.
"Just being ordered to work for a while without getting anything as wages? Is this worse than a blessing?"
Qiankun Cave Inland glanced around again, with a frown on his face.
He raised a hand, and a dirty mud towel appeared in his hand.
The scholar's turban, after being contaminated by the demonic aura of the mud demon's death, possesses some magical powers.
Able to imitate the appearance of living beings.
Incomparably miraculous.
It would be difficult for a deity who does not have the power of insight similar to innate intelligence to detect it.
This is the only benefit of this trip.
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Demon Suppression Hall
Yanzong's Demon Suppressing Palace stands at the top of the mountains where the sun rises.
The mountains are like horned dragons, the ground veins are arching like horned dragons, and a huge red pagoda stands on the stone platform.
Although this place is a place of rising sun, where the heaven and earth and the energy of the sun circulate, the void is filled with a biting coldness.
That's the source of evil spirits.
Cultivation in the wilderness is not easy, and many techniques have costs. However, if you practice in a place filled with evil spirits, you are more likely to be infected with evil spirits and become corrupted and alienated.
If they had no choice, most Yanzong monks would not be willing to join the Demon Suppressing Hall, one of the six upper halls.
"Holy Son, this is the first floor of the Demon Suppression Palace!"
At this time, deep in a stone palace, an expressionless figure looked indifferently at Lu Zhong in front of him, with faint wisps of red light emerging in his eyes.
You could see that he was trying to force out a smile, but the smile on his face was very stiff.
This is the guardian of this generation of Demon Suppression Hall, Elder Yao Yu.
He is also one of the three permanent guardian elders of the Demon Suppression Hall. The other two elders are all hidden in the dark, monitoring the changes in the depths of the Demon Suppression Hall.
Boom!!
At this time, deep in the Demon Suppression Hall, there was a faint roar of magic.
"Yan Liuyin? Which elder is practicing in the Demon Suppressing Hall?"
Lu Zhong looked at Elder Yao Yu.
"The Holy Son has good ears and is the elder of the Seventh Peak, Yu Huazhenjun!"
Anyone who cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage within a hundred years will be qualified to be called the Holy Son, the Son of God, etc.
Both the Holy Son and the Son of God have the qualifications to succeed the peak leader and compete for the sect leader.
Lu Zhong was born in the Sect Master Peak and was not the only saint son in the Sect Master Peak. However, he studied under Yan Muling and had a very high status.
After all, after more than ten years of practice, one has reached the Nascent Soul stage, which is extremely rare among the sects and ancient tribes in the entire southwest region.
"Yu Hua?"
Lu Zhong remained calm and just asked: "Is Elder Yu here to extract the demons from the Demon Suppression Hall for cultivation?"
Yao Yu glanced at Lu Zhong with red eyes, hesitated for a moment, and replied softly for a moment: "Yes, I heard that Senior Brother Yu needs some demon blood to practice a great method!"
Lu Zhong's brows were calm, but he thought to himself that Ru Mao Yin Xue could tell at a glance that this was not the right way.
However, this is also the normal behavior of various sects.
Although most of the sects in the southwest claim to be authentic, they are all seriously tainted with private goods, or even demonic behavior.
Don’t tell anyone else!
Lu Zhong's purpose of entering the Demon Suppressing Hall was similar, but he just wanted to use the ferocious beasts imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Hall to test the reaction of the stone carvings.
If you can use the ferocious beasts imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Hall to feed the secret key of calamity, you will undoubtedly have the initiative.
Thanks to the guardian for protecting you, the lonely Bubuwang, the blade saint for the reward, and the votes from other veterans~~Finally, I would like to collect it, recommend it, and give it a book list.