"General, do you have a war spear from the Ten Thousand Demons? Let me borrow it!"

Tu Tu Zhi seemed to be confident, as he had long known that Lin Che had a powerful spear.

Lin Che didn't hesitate and took out the spear and handed it to Tu Tuzhi.

After Tu Tu Zhi took it, he gently stroked the gun body and suddenly felt dazed.

"This war spear is the masterpiece of my great-grandmaster. It seems that we are truly destined to be together. The weapon forged by my great-grandmaster finally fell into the hands of the general. It is the best fate for him."

Tu Tu Zhi thrust the spear into the center of the palace, then pressed a few positions on the spear and shouted in a low voice:

"Soldiers release the Nine Mysteries, thousands of mechanisms guide the meridians—all demon skeletons, obey my command."

"A long rainbow pierces the sun!"

Buzz!!

The war spear emitted a burst of light.

Then……

Not moving at all.

Tu Tu Zhi scratched his head awkwardly and asked doubtfully, "That makes no sense. Did I remember the spell wrong?"

"Perhaps, this war spear has recognized its master."

Lin Che smiled, walked over and took pictures of those spots on the spear, then recited:

"Soldiers release the Nine Mysteries, thousands of mechanisms guide the meridians—all demon skeletons, obey my command!"

"A rainbow pierces the sun!!"

Buzz!!

This time, the spear shone brightly and shot up directly, extending upwards like the "Ruyi Jingu Bang".

Finally, with a loud thud, it pierced the roof of the shrine.

The entire temple seemed to shake.

"That's enough, that's enough. Stop it now." Tu Tu squeaked.

Lin Che was also filled with excitement. He never thought that the war spear he had used for so long still had such magical power.

He quickly called for a halt, and the spear stopped rushing towards the roof of the temple.

The straight spear connected the ground and the top of the palace.

Seeing this scene, Lin Che's first thought was: If Kuntai, Zhou Xianchun, and the others saw such a straight war spear, they would definitely think: "What a waste not to use it for pole dancing." They would definitely catch those beast-eared girls to do pole dancing here.

Fortunately, they are not here. Lin Che is a man of great integrity and would definitely not be ashamed to do such a thing.

Let us despise Kuntai and the others together!

"Hahaha, it really works. Just one last step left."

Tu Tu Zhi was extremely surprised, and he immediately continued to look for something around him.

Lin Che naturally followed along, not wanting to miss any details.

Tu Tu Zhi entered the Gate of Life, then the Gate of Death, running back and forth between the eight gates. Lin Che protected him the entire time, preventing him from being suppressed by the power of the palace gates.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

Tu Tu Zhi's face was filled with regret as he pointed at the top of the shrine. "My divine hammer can repair this shrine, but I can't run back and forth. Each eruption of my Hidden Mountain Flame requires a long time to prepare, so it's impossible to do both at the same time."

"My only option now is to go to the Fortune Devouring Cult and ask my brother to come over. He's also practiced the Hidden Mountain Flame, though not as well as I do. But he should be able to give it a try. Alas, I never want to go back..."

Lin Che naturally didn't want to owe the Fortune Devouring Cult a favor for no reason.

He also shook his head: "I won't make things difficult for you. Although the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace are very good, it is only a Divine Palace after all. It is nothing more than a sky-hiding bag. I don't want it. Just stay in the Divine Machine Camp and don't ask anyone for help."

Tu Tu Zhi nodded silently, but it was obvious that he was still unwilling.

He sighed and said, "This Divine Palace is hundreds and thousands of times more powerful than the Heavenly Bag. I also saw that although the Divine Machine Battalion possessed military souls, they were too scattered and could not be condensed into a true military soul entity for a long time. I originally thought that if we could repair the Divine Palace, we could collect many military souls into it and perhaps condense the military soul aura into a physical entity. When the time comes, and the military soul is released, the Divine Machine Battalion will surely become the leader of the military strategists, invincible."

Lin Che also knew that his Shenji Battalion had possessed a military spirit for a long time.

But the military spirit was only condensed above the heads of the army, occasionally revealing thousands of troops or a god of war, but it was not the real thing.

If it can be condensed into substance, that would definitely be a good thing.

Thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed through Lin Che's mind. He shuddered, swallowed, and then used voice transmission to ask:

"Master, I want to ask you something. If this shrine can contain military souls, then...luck, do you know what luck is? Can I also contain my luck here?"

Tu Tu Zhi also pondered for a moment, then said, "Are you talking about the luck condensed by the Great Wall of Luck? The Taoists have set up many formations that are driven by luck. This Divine Palace can encompass everything, so I think it's possible."

"Really?" Lin Che suppressed his inner excitement and confirmed it once again.

"It should be possible! This is a divine weapon created by our Ten Thousand Demons Emperor. It can originally carry the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the vital energy. Although the luck is ethereal, if it is concentrated in one place, it should be able to be absorbed into here."

Tu Tu Zhi was afraid that Lin Che wouldn't believe him, so he continued to explain, "There are many spiritual entities in this world that are intangible, just like sunlight. Yet, they can be imprisoned in this Divine Palace. I just looked around a few times, and there are several powerful skills imprisoned in this Divine Palace. They simply have no physical form. If it weren't for the Divine Palace, they would have already drifted away in the world."

It’s done!!

The eight techniques of the Eight Gates of the Shrine are imprisoned there.

This means that it is really possible for this temple to absorb luck as well.

Lin Che's heart was filled with excitement, and his hands began to tremble slightly, as he was able to absorb the luck.

That is to say, he can absorb all the luck in the treasure.

The fate of the world for three hundred years is all mine!

Without these three hundred years of luck, I wonder how you, the Black Emperor, can be resurrected? I wonder how you can snatch the treasure!

It was really unexpected. It seemed that everything was destined. He actually saw such an opportunity at this time.

"Master Tu Tu Zhi, I don't care what method you use. This shrine must be repaired."

"But this flame is a problem..."

Lin Che quickly calmed down and decided to go to the Fortune Devouring Cult to ask for help. He didn't know how long it would take to go there and back.

According to Jiang Li, the treasure will be opened soon.

Can't wait.

"Master, I can learn. What kind of flame is this? Can you teach me?"

Tu Tuzhi's mouth twitched twice. How can I teach this?

His younger brother was a genius, but he had studied for over a hundred years and still hadn't truly mastered it. Now Lin Che wanted to learn it?

Moreover, this hidden mountain flame is something in the bloodline of their Ten Thousand Demons Clan.

"General, it's not that I don't want to teach you. My flame requires the blood of the Ten Thousand Demons to master. Moreover, my brother is a genius in the clan. It took him a hundred years to cultivate the first wield of the Hidden Mountain Flame!"

"Master, perhaps you haven't seen what a true genius is!"