Zhou Yi sensed the activation of the Eight-Door Golden Lock Formation and immediately ended his retreat practice.
His consciousness swept outside the formation, He Zheng's aggressive look fell into his eyes, and he took out the lottery tube.
"A divination will determine your life or death!"
The spiritual lottery landed safely.
Winning the lottery.
Zhou Yi used the Transformation Technique and turned into an old man with gray hair and chicken skin. His body was thin and his eyes were cloudy, as if he would die in the next moment.
About an hour.
Elder Zhong broke through the inner formation, and six monks led by He Zheng walked in one after another.
He Zheng exclaimed: "The spiritual energy is so strong?"
Elder Zhong is quite knowledgeable: "This is the function of the spirit gathering array. It gathers more than 70% of the spiritual energy in the spiritual land here."
"snort!"
He Zheng snorted coldly: "What did Tang Zhenren say back then? He gave half of the spiritual energy to the He family, but he kept 70% of the spiritual energy..."
Before he finished speaking, an old and melodious voice came.
"When did I say this?"
He Zheng's expression changed drastically, he raised his head and looked forward, where an old man in navy blue robes sat.
"Mr. Tang..."
Elder Zhong and others reacted and were so frightened that they stepped back, but heard a tiger roar from behind.
Roar!
Deafening, Black Tiger walked out of the darkness, his eyes cold and cruel, and he licked his lips at the He family monk.
"Big demon... Mr. Tang, spare your life."
He Zheng trembled, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed: "I haven't seen Mr. Tang for decades. I was afraid that something would happen, so I came in to visit without permission."
Zhou Yi was too lazy to get angry over such a trivial matter, so he waved his hand and rained down dozens of thunderbolts, turning all the He family monks into flying ashes.
Only He Zheng was left, he waved his hand to photograph him, and used the soul search technique to forcibly look through his memories.
"Thirty years ago, two golden elixirs fought near Osawafang City. One was good and the other was evil. In the end, there was no winner..."
"After that, there were often golden elixir battles, and all living things within a hundred miles were exterminated..."
"It is rumored that the Ghost King Sect was attacked by the Qingzhou Lingjian Sect, and was caught in the middle of the Danding Sect and was attacked from both sides..."
He Zheng's memory was intermittent, and because he did not dare to go out frequently to inquire about information, he was not very clear about the situation in Yunzhou. These three pieces of information were obtained through repeated inquiries by the He family, and their authenticity should not be too bad.
"Yunzhou can't stay any longer!"
Zhou Yi looked at the trembling Elder Zhong and asked, "Where did you learn the formation?"
Elder Zhong quickly took out a jade slip and prayed: "Junior Zhong Yi, the formations and the essence of the formations passed down by the family for more than ten generations are all here. Please forgive me, Master, I was deceived by the villain!"
Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness scanned it, and the jade slips were densely packed with formation insights, with names marked after each paragraph. It can be traced back to the monk named Zhongcheng, with Zhong Xing in the middle and Zhong Yi at the end.
"Not bad!"
"Senior, if you like it..."
Zhong Yi looked happy when he heard this. Just when he thought he could survive, he saw a bolt of thunder coming from behind.
Zhou Yi put away the jade slips and took out a huge map from the storage bag. It was a rough map of the world based on ancient records and after inquiring around.
The entire continent is rectangular, facing the sea on all sides. The eight continents, including Qiong, Qing, and You, are marked according to their orientation. Yunzhou is at the bottom of the extreme east of the map.
"The Hundred Thousand Mountains can be considered a continent, and it is divided into nine continents. Half of the human clan's four righteous and four demonic clans have already participated in the war."
"The sword fight between good and evil is inevitable!"
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and ordered Prime Minister Turtle to clean up everything.
"The Black Skull is a lesson to others. Leave immediately when you see signs of danger. It is much safer than running away after a war breaks out!"
…
Yunzhou is in the extreme south.
Yue country.
Baiquan City.
Zhou Yi escaped from the underground. In front of him was the city at the edge of Yunzhou, and further forward there were only sparse villages.
"Sign up, is something good happening in the city?"
From the northwest of Yunzhou to Qingguo all the way to the south, it passed through several countries without walking on the ground. It relied on the Five Elements Escape Technique to travel hundreds of feet underground.
The results of today's divination were rare.
"It doesn't matter if you don't get the signature. I will leave the realm of the human race soon. I will not come back until the sword fight between good and evil is over. I don't know how many years later... I will celebrate and continue on my way!"
Zhou Yi transformed into a middle-aged warrior with a dusty appearance and walked towards Baiquan City.
Entered the city.
In the remote area of the imperial court, the city is not large, but it is quite lively.
Zhou Yi knew where to go after a little inquiry. The most famous Baimei Pavilion in the city sounded very vulgar, so it must be even more vulgar inside.
Halfway through, dozens of people blocked the street in front of them and formed a circle, shouting from time to time.
Zhou Yi walked inside, and the crowd naturally moved out of the way, where he saw the gray-robed old man watering the saplings. Just water the sapling and it will grow one foot, and in a short time it will become a pear tree, blossoming and bearing fruit at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Fellow folks, would you like to try this fragrant pear?"
The old Taoist picked a basket of fragrant pears from the tree and distributed them to the people to taste with a smile.
The tip of Zhou Yi's nose twitched, and he smelled a greasy smell. He looked at the basket with his magic power. There were no fragrant pears in it, but there were long strips of insect gu.
"How dare you use evil methods to harm people on the street!"
As soon as the thought occurred, there was deafening thunder from the sky.
Boom!
A thunderbolt fell from the blue sky, splitting the old road and the pear tree into charcoal. The fragrant pears in the basket showed their original shape and turned into charred black monsters.
Ugh, vomit, vomit!
Seeing this, the people who were eating pears kept picking their throats and vomiting.
Zhou Yi took a picture of the storage bag from Lao Dao. It was full of bottles and jars, with only one blue booklet inside.
"The Book of Insects, ancient strange insects, the art of controlling insects..."
His spiritual consciousness scanned the contents of the booklet and knew that the Gu worm refined by the veteran was called Heart-Eating. The name sounded very powerful, but it was an entry-level Gu worm.
After the people ate the fragrant pears, the heart-eating poison penetrated into the body and matured after devouring the heart, becoming sharp-tongued and hard-shelled. The old Taoist takes back the poisonous insects and stores them in the insect bag, and then releases them to bite people during the fight.
An old Taoist priest would plant a method similar to a blood contract in advance in order to avoid its backlash.
Now that the old Taoist died, the Gu insects immediately lost their breath, which saved Zhou Yi from having to cast spells one by one to get rid of the insects.
The Book of Changes put away the Book of Insects, which not only recorded how to raise and protect insects, but also how to restrain them, which would be very useful in the future.
"Is this the benefit of signing the lottery? It's similar to chance?"
The art of divination involves heavenly secrets and destiny, which are mysterious and unpredictable.
In order to test his own ideas, Zhou Yi stopped visiting the young lady for the time being and wandered around the city with his consciousness shrouded in a hundred feet.
East of the city.
In an abandoned earth temple, a group of beggars were creating animal evil spells and turning people into sheep.
South of the city.
Wealthy households gather together, the sky above the Zhang family is shrouded in yin energy, and evil spirits are sucking in yang energy. The demon-refining evil leader pretended to be an eminent monk and demanded a thousand taels of silver, otherwise his family would be in danger of being exterminated.
West Market.
Zheng Tu, the meat seller, has long been replaced by an evil cultivator who is wearing someone else's skin and puts a spell on the meat.
Boom!
In the blue sky and white sun, thunderbolts fall from time to time in Baiquan City, turning all the evil spirits into ashes.
“It’s just a small border town, but it’s so smoky!”
Zhou Yi no longer had any thoughts of celebrating, so he turned into a ray of light and soared into the sky, looking back at the city that was getting smaller and smaller.
"The Alchemy Sect is caught in a sect war and no longer has time to care about the ordinary world. All kinds of evil ways will jump out to harm people. When the true ancestral line collapses and the world turns into extraordinary spirits, maybe mortals will live a better life?"
"When I become enlightened...forget it, I can't make such a big vow indiscriminately, and I can't imitate the Buddha and not repay the debt!"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
While revising the article overnight, I got stuck on the last two chapters, waiting to be published.
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