1568 Treasure Hunt

"Ding ding ding!"

The number of good deeds in Fu Shiyi's merit book was rising rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it climbed to 280,000, and finally stopped. Fu Shiyi burst into laughter.

It was finally worth it for her to waste a Nascent Soul Talisman.

Her method changed.

The yellow light in the pagoda was strong, completely isolating the dojo from the outside world.

Consciousness sea space.

Even mortals can't let them notice it at all.

Fu Shiyi was suspended in mid-air, looking at the underworld water lingering around the dojo. He felt a little strange in his heart. In the past, Xiaokong mostly swallowed weird things, but now he is also interested in this dark thing.

Relax your mind.

"Boom!"

There was an explosion.

The blue vortex in the consciousness sea space was projected directly on Fu Shiyi's head.

Subsequently.

A terrifying suction force came from it.

"Wow!"

Like a whale-swallowing beast in the sea, the water from the underworld flows upstream and is swallowed up by the blue whirlpool.

"belch"

Blue Vortex burped.

Return to the sea of ​​consciousness space.

The moment of returning.

The entire space has regained stability.

Fu Shiyi quietly felt that the last time the blue vortex was projected outside was many years ago. She remembered that the consciousness sea space had changed greatly at that time, and she didn't know what changes would happen in the consciousness sea space this time.

I saw.

The center of the blue vortex.

The flow of Huangquan that was absorbed was like a yellow dragon, flowing happily, but the temporary consciousness sea space did not change. Fu Shiyi could only take back his consciousness with slight disappointment.

His consciousness swept towards the river bed.

The river bed was bare and there was nothing.

"strangeness?"

The Yinming Stone offered by Patriarch Wei should have emerged from here by chance. The Yin Qi here is very strong, and tens of thousands of people sacrifice it every year. There is even a stream of underworld that was placed here. The location is favorable and the people are here. As time goes by, a vein of Yinming Stone should be able to condense here.

If not.

Then she would suffer a big loss!

She used a Nascent Soul Talisman!

Fu Shiyi's face was a bit ugly. As soon as she withdrew the magic formula, the pagoda became smaller, and she took it into the spiritual platform to warm up. This time, a large number of the believers in the temple used their wishes. In the past few decades, before the wish power was restored, The lotus lantern can no longer be used.

The pagoda is closed.

The mortals who were kneeling on the ground saw Fu Shiyi shouting again:

"Congratulations to the arrival of the new god. The new god's power is boundless and brings great blessings to the sky!"

at this time.

A group of priests have come down from the sacrificial tower.

Fu Shiyi flies in the wind.

When he landed in front of the old priest, he saw that the old priest wanted to continue to kneel down. With a slight wave of his hand, the old priest was forced by spiritual power to stand up straight.

The old priest was flattered:

"Thank God, I..."

Fu Shiyi waved his hand.

She didn't want to be polite to the other party, so she stretched out her hand and patted the storage bag. In a flash of sunlight, a stone shimmering with black gloom was suspended in front of the old priest.

Fu Shidong looked at the old priest intently:

"Do you recognize this thing?"

"Recognize it!"

The old priest's pupils shrank obviously, and there was a look of fear on his face, but he still said calmly:

"Report to God, I saw this thing in Shadow God... I saw it once in the evil god's lair. God, if you want to go, I can take you there now."

"Well, lead the way."

"Yes, God!"

Seeing Fu Shiyi's gentle and approachable attitude, the old priest's heart, which was still a little uneasy, suddenly calmed down a bit. He quickly winked at the young priests beside him. They quickly stepped forward and blocked the crowd on both sides. The mortals knelt down and worshiped from the beginning to the end. On the ground, his head was on the ground and he didn't dare to move his eyes.

Fu Shiyi waved his right hand.

A spiritual force held the old priest up:

"Just show me the way."