In a flat area near the center of the inner city, Mu Qing chose a relatively clean stone slab and sat down.
Cao Jin held the Demon Suppressing Sword and stood a few feet away from him. Seeing that even after the aura around him fell silent, he never activated the breath-taking method, his originally calm face became a little more solemn, and he couldn't help but I had the urge to step forward and ask, shouting: "Are you waiting for an opportunity?"
Mu Qing opened his eyes, with a hint of regret in his eyes, and shook his head slightly.
He would be eager to refine the power of luck, and all he wanted to do was contact Meng Zhang.
Meng Zhang has disappeared for several days.
The vortex in the spiritual fetus that represented the connection between him and Meng Zhang was becoming more and more illusory. He had even taken the initiative to separate a ray of consciousness into the vortex just now, but there was no trace of Meng Zhang's breath in the space inside the vortex.
Mu Qing let out a breath of turbid air, and the silent aura on his body instantly rose. Circles of blue ripples visible to the naked eye rippled around, causing his figure to gradually become distorted.
Cao Jin subconsciously stepped back half a foot, and when he stopped, he couldn't hide his wonder and looked at the sky.
Mu Qing's control over the Qi-eating method was far beyond his level. In just one breath, large swaths of Qi-luck power gathered in the sky above Mu Qing's head.
"Hoo... drink... ho... drink..."
Cao Jin heard a low humming sound, which was very much like the sound a person makes when breathing in and out. It was suddenly heard in the world, and it suddenly and truly sounded in his Taoist heart.
Above Mu Qing's head, more and more power of luck gathered together, surging like golden clouds hanging from the sky.
Cao Jin looked at the power of luck that became more and more golden after absorbing the skylight, and was amazed in his heart. Mu Qing was able to gather such a majestic and rich power of luck in such a short period of time. In addition to his own talent, he was also close to Don’t look at the changes in Zhuque City in the past few days.
The power of luck is deeply involved in cause and effect. When it is reflected on a city, its stability is crucial.
In Cao Jin's eyes, the power of luck that is pouring in at this moment is what the people want. Only a city lord who is truly recognized by the people of a city can activate such a majestic power of luck so easily.
Time passed little by little. Cao Jin looked up at the golden clouds that had spread above his head. His expression suddenly changed and he shouted to Mu Qing: "Stop!"
Even though he had raised Mu Qing's limit much higher in his heart, Cao Jing still believed that such a majestic power of luck had exceeded the limit that Mu Qing could bear.
Once it is triggered, Mu Qing will not even have a choice in how to die, he will only explode and die.
The golden clouds condensed by the power of luck surged endlessly. As the area across the sky became larger and larger, it became closer and closer to the ground. When Cao Jin issued a warning, the power of luck that had dropped had already reached the same level as Cong Mu Qing. The auras spreading from his body connected and formed a huge storm that enveloped Mu Qing inside.
Cao Jin looked at Mu Qing who quickly disappeared into the storm, and listened to the buzzing in Dao's heart, his eyes filled with hesitation.
The power of luck in his body had been aroused, and his intuition told him that if he didn't leave, even he might be affected, but he thought of the words he had spoken frankly to Mu Qing not long ago.
Mu Qing's life and death had not been his alone a long time ago. Mu Qing was really related to his path!
Cao Jin yelled in frustration and rushed towards the storm alone.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
The originally regular buzzing sound suddenly disappeared, and then an invisible ripple spread in all directions.
Cao Jin's consciousness fell into a brief blank with a buzzing sound. When it became clear, he had been knocked back a long way. When he stared at the storm again, he subconsciously opened his mouth.
The golden storm had risen from the ground and broke into the golden clouds that stretched across the sky.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the violently churning golden clouds formed a huge whirlpool, and below the whirlpool, Mu Qing's figure appeared!
Mu Qing closed his eyes, his black hair flowing disorderly behind his back, he opened his arms and raised his head.
Cao Jin watched Mu Qing's movement of facing up to the whirlpool and subconsciously held his breath.
Even if he wanted to change something at this moment, it was already too late. He could only hope that Mu Qing could bring another miracle.
The golden storm couldn't let go of Mu Qing's aura, and seemed to feel Mu Qing's call. Without any hesitation, it pulled the power of luck in the air and crashed into Mu Qing crazily.
The heaven and earth seemed to stagnate for a moment, and the strong power of luck seriously distorted the space. As a bystander, Cao Jin, who had focused all his eyesight, could only vaguely see the power of luck rushing towards him. Mu Qing's eyebrows.
Cao Jin suddenly screamed in pain, lowered his head and covered his eyes, and red blood instantly overflowed from between his fingers.
The excruciating pain did not make him faint, but made his consciousness become extremely clear. He seemed to see the result. The bright and bright power of fate condensed into the sharpest golden long street, and hit it straight. Not only did he open Mu Qing's eyebrows, he also directly threw away Mu Qing's spiritual fetus and directly obliterated Mu Qing's consciousness completely.
Cao Jin suddenly felt silent anger in his heart, angry at Mu Qing's audacity and angry at his own powerlessness. But at the next moment, as if he felt something, he put down the hand covering his eyes and looked into the air with pain. .
Mu Qing is not dead!
He's not dead?
How could he not be dead?
Cao Jin's mind was completely filled with shock, and he subconsciously leaned towards Mu Qing.
In mid-air, Mu Qing, who was frantically absorbing the power of luck between his eyebrows, even had time to glance at Cao Jin.
Cao Jin was shocked by Mu Qing's actions, stopped and asked, "How did you do that?"
The closer he got to Mu Qing, the more he could feel how majestic the force of luck was rushing toward Mu Qing's brows. Cao Jin felt terrified and found that he couldn't find any reason to explain the scene before him.
But it was all so real, happening right in front of his eyes.
Mu Qing did not answer Cao Jin. In fact, if he had refined the power of luck by himself, he would never have reached this point.
But now, except for the severe pain that was enough to tear his soul when he first faced the influx of luck, he could handle it easily at other times.
Just because he guided the power of destiny straight into the vortex in the spiritual fetus without refining it at all!
As if nourished by the power of luck, the vortex originally hidden deep in the spirit fetus emerged on the surface of the spirit fetus's chest, which further relieved the pain of Mu Qing's soul.
Time passed slowly while Cao Jin was speechless in shock. When the turbulent golden cloud in the air became smaller for the first time, Mu Qing began his attempt.
He directly separated out a ray of essence of consciousness, and broke into the whirlpool along with the surging power of luck.
After his consciousness avoided the chaotic and violent force of fate, Mu Qing focused most of his attention on this wisp of consciousness that was conflicting from left to right.
A long time ago, he asked Meng Zhang what kind of existence the space connected behind the whirlpool was, so without much hesitation, he rushed directly into the depths of the mist along the illusory river.
Different from the previous futile explorations, with the power of luck as an outside guest, Mu Qing quickly rushed to the limit of the boundary he could explore before. What made him a little relieved was that the luck... The force also followed.
There is a gray barrier at the edge of the fog, which flows like smoke and water. Mu Qing carefully controls his consciousness not to touch it. He wants to see what is behind the barrier, but he can't see anything clearly. , even after looking at it for a long time, the connection between the body and the consciousness became weaker and weaker, and it felt like a big hand was trying to grab him and drag him into the abyss.
Mu Qing had a vague feeling that when this barrier disappeared, he would truly know Meng Zhang's identity. Unfortunately, this barrier was extremely special. It not only mixed the use of space, but also seemed to create an invisible barrier in his consciousness. shackles.
So every time he found some clues and wanted to deduce Meng Zhang's identity, he always couldn't get to the last step.
And this strange feeling has become more and more frequent recently.
Mu Qing calmed down his somewhat confused thoughts. The power left by Meng Zhang was not a force he could understand yet, so he would not do any useless research. He controlled his consciousness and imagined that Meng Zhang was on the barrier. After that, he said: "You said this was the place where your consciousness came. Now that I have brought you what you need, it can be regarded as fulfilling the agreement between you and me."
After Mu Qing sent out a communication test with his spiritual consciousness, he waited for a long time. Although he still couldn't get any response, his mood gradually calmed down.
He received a lot of help from Meng Zhang. It can be said that without Meng Zhang, he would not be where he is today.
And he is not a guy who likes to owe favors at heart. Even if he does this just to re-establish contact with Meng Zhang, when he actually does what he promised Meng Zhang, he always feels a lot more relaxed. .
The action of absorbing the power of luck from the outside world did not stop. With the gradually filling power of luck, Mu Qing felt the approximate scope of this consciousness space for the first time.
At the boundaries of the range, there are gray and white barriers that are constantly flowing.
Mu Qing sighed softly. When he felt the barrier at the top of this space, he finally no longer expected Meng Zhang's response and controlled his consciousness to leave this space.
What Mu Qing didn't know was that when his consciousness just left, the power of luck that filled the space quickly disappeared, and the original boundaries also extended a bit.
In the outside world, when Mu Qing's consciousness returned to the sea of consciousness, his attention was finally focused on the top of his head.
The flow rate of time in the consciousness space is different from that in the outside world. Mu Qing doesn't know what kind of monster he has become in Cao Jin's heart. He can only roughly judge the current situation through Jin Yun, who is more than half his size.
The power of luck is still gathering, but it is no longer the same as before. From this moment on, he begins to absorb and refine the power of luck.
"You might need this!"
Hearing a familiar voice, Mu Qing heard the whistling sound of something flying before his eyes found the figure.
He quickly reached out to grab it, spread it open, and his eyes were slightly stunned. It was the City Lord's Golden Seal that he had just given to Wang Yeqing not long ago.
Mu Qing's eyes fell to the ground. Where Cao Jin was, there were already three more figures.
In addition to Wang Yeqing who threw the City Lord's golden seal to him, Murong Jing and Liu Weirui also came.
Wang Yeqing and Mu Qing's eyes met. Although there were many shocks and doubts in their hearts, they still got down to business: "Cao Jin told me that if you want to separate the fate of Suzaku City from the territory of the dynasty, Then you need something to suppress luck."
After hearing this, Mu Qing focused on the City Lord's golden seal in his hand again, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
Through this city lord's golden seal, he can even directly establish a connection with the power of luck above his head.
Cao Jin said solemnly: "Mrs. Wang is right, this golden seal is the most suitable tripod device that can be found at present."
"Dingding?" Mu Qing said it repeatedly, looked at the golden seal in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "This thing is indeed useful, but now is not the time."
"Um?"
The three people on the ground all looked confused.
Liu Weirui asked with a worried look: "Is there something wrong? If it doesn't work, I'll go ask Uncle Li right away."
What Liu Weirui said about asking for Uncle Li was actually asking for Lin Langtian. Mu Qing gave her a relaxed look and said: "There is no problem, but I have to refine some of the power of luck first."
