Lu Zhong’s mind was filled with black question marks.
But it's better than nothing.
As he read, Lu Zhong gained a better understanding of the secret key to the catastrophe.
Those attracted by the stone carvings are called fragments of catastrophe.
There is a stone fragment in the body of the little mud monster in front of me, so it can attract the power of the gray stone to pull it here.
"If we can seize the complete Dao weapon of catastrophe, it would be a wonderful thing!"
This was the first time Lu Zhong had heard of a treasure of the heaven and earth at the level of a Dao weapon, but he expected that since it could claim to be born from the origin of the Great Dao, it must not be a low-end product.
Rubbing his brows, Lu Zhong glanced around. He did not immediately activate the power of the stone carving to leave.
The figure walked out of the hut and headed towards the depths of the gloomy ancient forest.
The ancient forest was muddy, with messy animal prints, many large trees collapsed around it, and yellow mud still remained.
Lu Zhong came to a beast cave, where there were rugged rocks and messy piles of things.
The beast cave was extremely messy, and inside there was a faint faint sight of a weakened figure lying on the ground, with his chest barely rising or falling.
But Lu Zhong knew that this person still had a chance of survival.
When he saw this person, Lu Zhong guessed that this might be the owner of the hut.
This scholar's fate was taken away by the mud monster and he should have died.
Even if Lu Zhong killed the mud monster in time, there shouldn't be a glimmer of hope for it to survive.
Lu Zhong felt a little strange.
The mud monster's strength is not that great, but its natural abilities are quite good.
This monster is a special species.
It can seize the form and spirit of living beings, and thus have the opportunity to obtain some of the living beings' talents and destiny.
Even replace it.
If we can allow it to grow step by step, it may become a great demon.
Lu Zhong pondered for a moment, then put his hand on the scholar's forehead, and a ray of innate inspiration burst out from his hand.
Innate divine power, stealing the secrets of heaven for inspiration.
Suddenly, a series of inspirations enveloped the scholar in front of Lu Zhong, and a message appeared in front of him.
Several key words immediately made Lu Chong understand clearly.
Ning Yi, 15 years old
Special fate: Do not use the hidden dragon!
He had a strange look on his face.
Fate is a very strange thing. The luck and power of most living beings cannot give birth to a fate, especially this kind of special fate.
From this point of view, this scholar is indeed extraordinary.
However, this fate is obviously fundamentally different from the fate of Qianlong in the abyss.
A dragon hidden in the deep will eventually soar into the sky.
It would be unlucky if the potential dragon is not used. It will have a rough life and it will be difficult to find a talented person!
Ning Yi felt a ray of warm energy flowing into his body, suddenly dispelling the coldness in his body. He struggled to open his hazy eyes and vaguely saw a figure squatting in front of him. He subconsciously grabbed the other person's robe.
He wanted to grasp at some straw.
However, he failed to catch her, and instead a strong hand grabbed his wrist.
Only a faint voice came: "What do you want to do?"
Ning Yi squinted his eyes and tried hard for a while and said, "I want to live!"
He has an extremely strong will to survive.
In fact, although the "Hidden Dragon, Do Not Use" fate makes the host's life bumpy, it also has its advantages, that is, the vitality is tenacious, and there is a bottom line no matter how low the luck is.
Lu Zhong's face was calm, and he said, "If I can save you, what can you give me?"
After saying that, Lu Zhong smiled again: "Forget it, I see you are so poor, it seems that you have nothing to give me!"
Lu Zhong waved his hand casually, and a divine power surged into the body of the down-and-out scholar, instantly helping him recover some of his vitality and preventing Ning Yi from suffering from the lifelong aftereffects of the mud monster stealing his soul.
After Lu Zhong casually input a stream of divine power, he turned around and left.
He is not being too sanctimonious. Everyone has hard times, so why not help out if you can?
Who can predict that there will be no time when they will be in trouble?
He is the God of Fire, not the God of Investment.
In addition, in his opinion, the destiny of "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss" is not worth his investment. Even if it is a special destiny of "Hidden Dragon in the Abyss", it may not be enough for him, an innate god, to look at it with great respect.
"Take good care of yourself. You must know that the victory of the human race lies in self-reliance!"
…
In Qiankun Cave, an invisible stone carving stands on an immortal stone statue. The immortal stone statue seems to have escaped into the void of the avenue. After a moment, the stone carving glows, and the immortal stone statue turns into flesh, and in an instant it seems to break through the mirror image in the void and fall into reality.
"I was just ordered to do a job and didn't get anything in return as wages? This is worse than a blessing?"
Lu Zhong in Qiankun Cave glanced around with a frown on his face.
He raised one hand, and a filthy mud towel appeared in it.
The scholar's turban, after being contaminated by the evil spirit of the fallen mud monster, has acquired some magical powers.
Able to simulate the appearance of living beings.
It's so magical.
It is difficult to detect unless you are a god who possesses the ability of insight similar to innate spiritual inspiration.
This is the only good thing about this trip.
…
Demon Suppression Hall
The Demon-Suppressing Hall of Yan Sect stands tall among the peaks where the sun rises.
The mountains are like coiled dragons, the earth veins are arched and transformed into coiled dragons, and a huge red tower stands on the stone platform.
Although this place is where the sun rises and the energy of heaven and earth and the sun flow, the void is filled with a biting coldness.
That is the energy of evil spirit.
Practicing in the wilderness is not easy in itself, and many techniques have a price to pay. Practicing in a place filled with evil spirits makes it easier to be infected by evil spirits and become degenerate and alienated.
If they had no choice, most Yanzong cultivators would not be willing to join the Demon Suppression Hall, one of the six upper halls.
"Holy Son, this is the first floor of the Demon Suppression Palace!"
At this time, in the depths of a stone temple, an expressionless figure looked indifferently at Lu Chong in front of him, with faint traces of red light emerging in his eyes.
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