The monk Ruyi left with all his heart, without agreeing or refusing. On the occasion of the great sun, he returned to the Tathagata courtyard.

Ruyi Monk is tolerant enough to endure the oppression of God-in-Luo Taoist for a hundred years, and can also remain silent under his shadow for a long time, but it does not mean that he has no idea of ​​his own.

Should I live in the shadows all my life until my life is over, or find another way.

This is a choice, not a choice.

In fact, with his strength at this time, traveling around the world and the five continents in one day may be a big deal, but it is enough to establish the other four imperial palaces in thirty years.

However, his Qi seeds spread and the magnetic field replacement has not yet spread throughout Daqing. Zhonglu. Once he steps out of Zhonglu, there will be great danger.

As early as in Jiufu Realm, he had the ability to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck, not to mention now.

Therefore, he needed others to take this trip for him.

Huh ~

The breeze blew Anqi's long hair in his sideburns.

He stood in front of the Venerable God Platform with his hands behind his back, looked at the rising Hongri deeply, sat down cross-legged, and took out the altar that would be answered for whatever request was required.

During the 60s, he sacrificed fifteen times, about once every four years.

He had no guilt or concern about the sacrifice.

Although this altar is a cosmic treasure from the wild world, it seems to be the anchor point of the powerful Starry Sky owner positioning other worlds and the universe.

But this world is already in ruins in the future, and even if there is another Star Sky Tower owner, it will not be worse.

Maybe negative is positive?

What restricts his sacrifices is the recovery speed of the evil Taoist.

Unlike his original idea, the soul of Yi Xie Zhenren cannot support him to keep offering sacrifices...

On the pocket altar, the evil Taoist with the bone body was dying and had no strength to curse. The entire skeleton looked numb and dull.

The soul can absorb the essence of heaven and earth and recover, but the loss of the original source cannot be easily compensated.

"You are worried..."

As An Qisheng sat cross-legged, the weak and hoarse voice of Yi Xie Taoist was heard.

In the eyes, ghost fire flashed faintly.

"I am not a sage, so I will naturally worry, be afraid, be afraid, and be painful..."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, without denying it at all:

"Man has seven emotions, the sky has five poisons, and the demon has hundreds of desires. This is normal, but my heart is like a mirror, just wipe it frequently, and the dust will never be stained."

What he practiced was not the ruthless Tao, nor did he mean that emotions were bad things.

Emotions are not produced by the mind, but some reaction mechanism of the countless fine particles that make up the human body. Unless the body is thrown away, it will inevitably be influenced by emotions.

Once you abandon your body, the evil and resentment between heaven and earth will also influence your heart.

Whether it is emotions or desires, there is no need to be afraid of like a flood or a beast. Using emotions to integrate cells, integrating internal organs, and integrating the mind and body is his way.

"you......"

Looking at the calm Taoist in white in front of him, a chill rose in the heart of the evil Taoist.

A person who admits his shortcomings and speaks them generously is extremely terrible, especially he already knows that this is the strongest man on the face of Da Qingming.

An Qisheng lowered his eyes and looked at the evil Taoist who was trapped by the altar, with a faint look:

"You are also a personal figure, and you have helped me a lot over the years..."

Um?

Listening to An Qi's words in his life, a huge ominous person suddenly rose in his heart:

"You, what do you want to do?!"

When Jiazi was together, no one knew better than him how cruel and ferocious the gentle appearance of the Taoist in white in front of him was.

Such a person is even more frightening than a big demon.

Suddenly speaking warmly is not a good thing.

An Qisheng smiled and changed the question:

"You have been in the hands of this altar for a long time. Do you know the origin, function, and the secret behind this altar?"

"What?"

The Yi Xie Taoist was slightly stunned. After his soul was cut more than ten times, his thoughts were very slow.

"This altar, called the altar that will always be accepted for requests, also known as the replacement balance, is a cosmic treasure from another world..."

Without waiting for his answer, An Qisheng explained to himself:

"This altar comes from a great world called the wilderness. The original lord was named the Starry Sky Tower. He probably cast more than a group of similar altars..."

Please answer the altar?

Replacement balance?

A cosmic treasure?

The Wild World, Starry Sky Tower owner?

There are more than one batch of such altars?

The Yi Xie Taoist was swaying in his heart and was shocked and suspicious: "How could you know?"

He was shocked.

His rise all his life relies on this altar, and naturally he knows the horror of this altar.

But he had obtained it for hundreds of years, but he didn't know that the altar had such a terrifying origin.

How could this person know?

"I have to say that you can be considered a lucky person."

Finally, An Qisheng sighed slightly.

This replacement balance is as high as five stars, and its value is not something ordinary people can imagine. Apart from the fragments of Daoyi Picture that he does not know about, this is the highest level treasure he has seen.

This evil Taoist can be obtained by people, so they will naturally have luck.

The evil Taoist is a little confused:

"You, why did you tell me this?"

"I hope you can survive in a desperate situation, become lucky when you are in danger, and live up to your identity as a lucky person..."

An Qisheng smiled faintly and pointed at the altar.

Huh ~

A divine light visible to the naked eye flowed down from the fingertips and suddenly sank into the snow-white skeleton of Yixie Zhenren.

"No, no!"

The red light on the altar was like a bloody mouth, swallowing it all in a sharp hissing sound of the Yixie Real Man.

Buzz ~~~

The blood-red light moved in a mist, and extremely subtle runes flowed in it at a speed beyond imagination.

An Qisheng closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was highly condensed.

Of course, he not only wanted to squeeze the surplus value of the Yixie Real Person, but also wanted to see what kind of world was the other end of the replacement scale.

Is it a wild world or another world?

An Qisheng had long wanted to do this.

He vaguely felt that one day in the future, this replacement balance will play a huge role.

Buzz ~

With his eyes closed and his mind focused, An Qisheng realized the leap of the altar.

His divine will was hidden under the bones through the protection of the power of Taoism, and in the soul of the Yixie True Man, he wanted to try whether he could see the mystery on the other side of the altar.

Hurry ~

It seems that the sound of water is heard.

An Qisheng's divine will was carefully poked out and felt it under the wrapping of the power of Tao.

This is a bizarre and strange passage, with endless blood red intertwined in a dark void, visible to the naked eye, and the blood red is wiped out by the void.

The body of the bones of the Yixie Zhenren below was revealed.

Huh ~

Silently, the body exposed by the red light of Yi Xie Zhenren has disappeared, more thoroughly than the qi transformation, as if it was directly wiped from the world.

The bone body of Yixie Zhenren, any metal that is far tougher than ordinary, and the magic power and aura that clings to it is even more
To be continued...