Chapter 165 Absolute Luck
Chapter 165 Absolute Luck
Everyone knows that this place is extremely dangerous. At their level, they feel the life-and-death crisis most strongly.
The Ruyi Plate vibrated and emitted layers of Taoist charm. Zhang Song walked very slowly, but the surroundings were calm and there was no danger.
It was suppressing the space here, ensuring that there would be no problems within fifty meters around Zhang Song. The pattern of the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi appeared in the Ruyi Plate, very clearly, and was rotating.
Zhang Song felt calm in his heart, and he was very cautious as he released his spiritual awareness.
"The eight-armed statue, is this Daji?"
The statue smashed into the ground, with a lot of items scattered around it. Zhang Song waved his hand and collected all the items around it into the immortal palace.
The book of the earth buried under the immortal palace flew out and circled around the statue.
"Eight-armed Demon God Bronze Statue: Quality: High-level treasure."
"Explanation 1: Three attacks can be stored, and the upper limit of attack strength is the high level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm."
"Explanation 2: There is a demon-suppressing realm carved inside this statue, which can effectively control certain alienation."
Zhang Song calculated that he did not have any combat skills at the God Transformation level, but he recharged his vital energy every day and could be fully recharged once every seven days.
As long as he could keep the eight-armed demon statue at full energy, he could fight against a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm once or three times.
It seems that this statue is not what Master Huiyin is looking for. It is obviously not a Buddhist statue and does not conform to the style of Wenshu Temple.
I was so happy that the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise.
Then he saw a jade box that was split by lightning, and inside it was a golden cocoon the size of a fist.
"Golden Silkworm King: Quality: Level Five."
"After three thunderstorms, he survived. He has a hint of the rhythm of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter."
"After taking it, it can improve your root bones by one level, and can improve your cultivation."
Zhang Song quickly put it away. It was not because it was precious, but because the Four Seasons Sutra was too difficult to practice. Even though he understood weather forecasts and the origins of the four seasons better than anyone else in this world, his progress was too slow.
The first time his progress was greatly improved was because of the first blooming peach branch of spring given to him by Xu Zhifei.
He had a feeling that mastering the Four Seasons Sutra would not only improve his combat skills, but would definitely significantly improve his lifespan.
No matter whether they are great monks or small monks, what they lack most is not a firm determination to seek the truth, but time.
When he walked a thousand meters away, he looked around. The Ruyi Disk vibrated, and suddenly a golden light rolled out from under the ground, as if trying to escape.
The Ruyi Plate had been thinking about it for a long time, and also emitted a ray of silver light, and the two were entangled together.
At this time, the Sanbao Jade Ruyi flew out directly and smashed towards the golden light. The light shattered instantly and turned into golden water ripples that were absorbed by the Ruyi.
Having got what he wanted, Zhang Song did not stay and walked out in a few steps.
There were a few more people outside the ruins. These people couldn't bear it anymore, so they forced their way in by relying on secret techniques or the special effects of some treasures.
They all knew clearly the chaos and danger inside. When they saw Zhang Song coming out, their eyes were darting around, eager to try, wanting to go in and give it a try.
"Master Zhang, do you have any secret method that can increase the chances of survival in there? I am willing to pay a million spirit stones for it."
"Even if I have a secret method, it's useless. The turbulence and battle marks here are completely random. I can only rely on luck."
Everyone agreed with this. If Zhang Song had no solution, they would not have believed it.
Monk Huiyin looked at Zhang Song and practiced his skills, but he didn't feel the aura of the Buddha statue he was looking for at all, and felt helpless.
It seems that the eight-armed golem was taken away by the original guardian. Even such a low-level thing was taken away. It seems that the Tianwu Sect is not only in a bad situation, but it can't even keep up with the subsequent betrothal gifts.
The old man, whose lifespan was approaching the late stage of the Nascent Soul, sacrificed a spiritual weapon, a sword with killing power. He also had an instinctive foresight of danger and walked in cautiously.
He chose the middle road. If there were any good things left here, they must be in the central area. There were the most things here. It looked messy, but all kinds of precious lights were intertwined with each other, bright and dazzling.
After walking a dozen steps, he had already picked up no less than two items. Judging from his expression, they were definitely heart-warming items.
The other few latecomers looked closely at the ruins, various thoughts running through their minds.
"Ah!" Suddenly the old man screamed, his body had turned into nothingness, only a small Nascent Soul flew out, gradually disintegrated while screaming, and turned into white light.
What is this thing? None of these people noticed the sudden light.
It wasn't a space crack. It was probably that the old man touched some kind of law and was affected. He didn't even have time to take the elixir before he died.
It is the consensus of everyone that we cannot go in the middle.
Tu Shantingxiu looked at Zhang Song: "Master Zhang, aren't you going to try your luck again?"
Zhang Song pretended to smile bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, forget it. I just saw a thunder stone that matches my own properties. I couldn't help it and took a risk."
"Thunder Spirit Stone?" Everyone was surprised and full of envy.
A spirit stone is a spirit stone, but if it has additional properties, its price would increase several times.
Thunder spirit stones are even rarer. They can be used directly as talismans to suppress evil. If one is an insect cultivator, they are even more valuable, as they can help prevent one's spiritual consciousness from becoming distorted.
"Let's go in too."
The two wandering cultivators behind Tu Shan Tingxiu looked at each other. This time, they went to the left and the right, taking the two different routes. They had obviously seen the choices made by Zhang Song and the old man and had made a judgment in their hearts.
"No!" The Nascent Soul cultivator on the left had only taken two steps when a space crack suddenly appeared above his head. A black, slippery tentacle appeared in the center, gently and accurately wrapped around the man's neck, and gently dragged him back before the space crack disappeared.
Not to mention everyone else, even Zhang Song was horrified and his face turned pale.
Everyone knows that behind the space cracks is a disordered world where it is difficult for living creatures to exist. But now, not only do living creatures exist, but they can even hunt for their own food by taking advantage of the repeated appearance of cracks.
The man on the right had a nervous look on his face, but his speed was indeed quite fast. He picked up things as he walked, and had already reached a position of 800 meters.
Suddenly, a golden light emerged from Tai's body and he shook a little, but in an instant his body appeared two hundred meters away.
His face was pale. He hesitated for a moment, carefully sensing the changes around him, and finally retreated.
Although he was still frightened and had been seriously injured, everyone could sense that there was a hint of joy on his face, and it was clear that he had gained a lot.
Master Wen raised the seal and walked towards the center. He walked six hundred meters without being disturbed. He searched for several items in succession, hesitated for a moment, and immediately retreated.
Is it luck?
AWB