Originally, judging from the current level of Xuan Qi recovery in Xuanfa, there was not enough Xuan Qi to divine the whereabouts of the last piece of tortoise shell.
Because as Jiang Qi actually gathered three-quarters of the tortoise-shell obsession, the originally incomplete obsession became much more complete, and its "weight" also increased.
To divine the whereabouts of the last piece of tortoise shell, the amount of profound energy required is terrifying. It is a necessary condition to leverage "karma".
But things are different now. Jiang Qi has a bunch of free luck on his hands.
Using fortune to leverage cause and effect is actually more convenient than using Xuanqi. After all, fortune is fundamentally the derivative of cause and effect.
The fortune that Jiang Qi received was mixed with the thoughts from the so-called "god", which must not be absorbed, and Jiang Qi was no different in this regard.
But it is still appropriate to use it as a divination consumption.
Although this amount may not be enough to reveal even one layer of mosaic when it comes to divining Jiang Qi's own secrets, it should be enough for divining tortoise shells.
After all, if the average person's fortune is 100 as the standard, this group of fortune must be worth half a million.
In ancient times, a large-scale human blood sacrifice could only bring so much luck.
But that is also an evil method.
The real authentic Xuanxiu is to make up for the deficiencies by making up for the excess, and practice the way of heaven.
A method like Edward's is simple, but too rough.
Shaking his head, Jiang Qi abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind and began to concentrate on divination.
The Zhixuan method quietly operated, and the cause and effect of the tortoise shell was quickly found.
The cause and effect that originally needed to be manipulated by Xuan Qi was now replaced by Jiang Qi's luck.
"Tanyou!"
Black gold light flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes, gradually filling his eyes, and then following the lines of cause and effect, he saw the last piece of tortoise shell!
In the endless desert, yellow sand is everywhere.
Under the pull of cause and effect, an invisible line of sight penetrated the yellow sand and saw the reality buried under the yellow sand long ago.
It was a seemingly shallow underground river. From the underground river, it followed a fishhook-like waterway and emerged from an underground lake.
Then there is a black stone building that looks a little dilapidated.
It can be seen that the stone is very hard, because there are still people moving next to this stone building.
The guy with extremely pale skin and skinny bones, like a water ghost, hit the rocks with his fists with protruding joints.
"Boom!"
The fist collided with the stone, and there was a sound of gold and iron.
This water ghost-like guy is obviously not an ordinary person.
As he hit the stone one after another, finally in a burst of sparks, the large black stone was finally shaken out of the solid foundation.
Then he picked up the seemingly heavy stone and walked in one direction.
There, there were the same black stone buildings, but they looked better than the dilapidated ones.
There are also traces of intelligent biological activities.
The reason why they are called intelligent creatures is because Jiang Qi really doesn't know whether these water ghost-like beings can be called human beings.
It's not about appearance discrimination or anything else, it's just because, in the middle of the rows of black stone houses, there is a cauldron of the same stone.
….
The cauldron was surrounded by people, each of them with skin as pale as a water ghost, so skinny that even their male and female characteristics were not obvious.
The person carrying the stone placed it next to his home as a material for repairing the house.
Then he quickly walked towards the crowd surrounding Del.
In the middle of the crowd, besides a cauldron, there was a person.
A very old man, with so many wrinkles on his face that they could squeeze a fly to death, and there was not even a ounce of flesh left on his body.
He walked tremblingly into the boiling cauldron.
Don't know
Is Tao resigned to his fate, or is he too old to feel pain?
In short, he sat obediently in the boiling iron pot and soon closed his eyes and stopped breathing.
As time passed, he was healed.
This is obviously not in line with common sense, but given that almost everything here is not in line with common sense, this scene does not seem so difficult to accept.
People around him came forward one after another, and they didn't mind the boiling water. Everyone picked up a handful of broth and drank it happily.
His originally extremely pale face turned rosy by three points visible to the naked eye.
During the whole process, apart from the sound of sipping broth, these strange beings present did not make any other noise.
It's like a silent, strange sacrifice.
This is why Jiang Qi said that he didn't know whether to call these guys human beings. The scene in front of him was really too dark.
In the end, there was only one skeleton left in the stone pot, which looked complete and lacked nothing.
The water ghost who had just smashed the stone walked slowly over, slowly stretched out his hand, and broke off the head of the skeleton, as if he was breaking off a corn cob.
Then he held the head and came to the largest stone room.
"for!"
He spoke hoarsely, and his voice and language were all unclear.
"for!!"
Like boiling water, all the water ghosts shouted together, going from extremely quiet to extremely noisy in an instant.
"Boom!"
The heavy stone door opened.
A guy who was older than the water ghost who just walked into the pot came out.
He is also the only one wearing clothes.
If the tattered fabric, with just a hint of green visible, could be considered clothing.
But even so, he was still very proud, raising his head high, overlooking the water ghosts under the steps.
"Enter!"
The old water ghost's voice became drier and blurry, and he waved his hands slowly.
Then, the head slowly floated up and floated along the side of the old water ghost into the largest stone house.
"retreat!"
The old water ghost spoke again. Although his voice was vague and dry, it still had a natural condescension.
All the water ghosts slowly backed away.
The old water ghost nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked into the hall behind him.
The moment he turned around, on the back of his head, covered by sparse hair, a piece of tortoise shell was looming inlaid on his scalp.
Jiang Qi turned off the divination, and the black-gold light in his eyes dissipated.
"What the hell is this?"
Jiang Qi rubbed his eyes. To be honest, he was really shocked by the divination picture.
Underground in the desert, there are actually a group of beings who don't know whether they can be called human beings.
And there are still families, rules, tribes, and even beings with extraordinary powers.
This simply subverted Jiang Qi's cognition. Even in the world of metaphysics, Jiang Qi believed that this was a very outrageous discovery.
What are those existences?
Why do that weird activity?
What role does that old guy with the last piece of tortoise shell inlaid on the back of his head play in this?
"No matter what, I have to go and see it."
Jiang Qi took a deep breath, suppressed the nausea in his heart, and recalled the map of Kyushu.
"Judging from the divination results, is the location the Loulan Desert?"
Doudou flies and flies
