After the gate of the underworld was broken, the Blackwater River disappeared, and along with it was the demon snake in the river.

The place where the lake once existed is now occupied by mica war golems.

Beneath the deep pit, a four-meter-tall metal giant sat cross-legged, exhaling bursts of red mist from time to time.

It will take a while for the Ghost Guard to be promoted.

During these days, in addition to normal cultivation, Tang Zheng mainly played with Yiyi Xiaosan, and also increased his feelings, and occasionally rode Tutu to take a look. The death of the Eighteen Demon Kings and the collapse of Yun Moyuan have already caused a sensation in the Demon Clan. Some demons didn't give up and wanted to come here to investigate, but they were all solved cleanly by Tang Zheng.

Now the area around Yunmoyuan is like a dead area, humans will not come, and the demons will die if they come. Even if it is the power of the Demon Emperor, with this wind on his head, Tang Zheng is now not worthy.

If there was nothing to do today, Tang Zheng took out the withered vine to study. This object is born with the power of space, and it is said that long-term meditation can help a practitioner perceive the way of space.

However, Tang Zheng held this dead branch, and he didn't feel anything when he looked left and right. Although the roots of the withered branches were swirling with circles of spatial ripples, as if they were deeply rooted in the void every moment, there was a mysterious feeling similar to Yujing, but no matter how Tang Tribulation tried, he couldn't resonate with it, but was pushed out again and again.

This feeling is completely different from the space artifacts that Tang Zheng has been in contact with, as if they are not the same kind of people as each other, giving people a sense of incompatibility.

This feeling is very wonderful, and it is also something that Tang Zheng has only had since he entered the Qingyun Realm, but it has nothing to do with the Qingyun Realm, but the section of the Destiny Dao in his body is at work.

What exactly is fate, what is it for, what can be done?

These questions are complicated, and to be honest, even Tang Zheng can't answer them now. But from the moment he obtained the Destiny Rules, he found himself with a special feeling.

It's like an intuition, inexplicable, unclear, and unreasonable, but it can be believed.

This kind of intuition is contrary to the logic and truth that Tang Zheng once believed in, because it has no logic at all, no rational analysis, and no reasoning, just a kind of emotion that suddenly emerges, omitting all the processes that happen, and giving the result directly.

It was for this reason that Tang Zheng rejected it at first.

He doesn't believe in this intuition, he doesn't even think that it exists, he only thinks it's his own delusion and coincidence, and he doesn't accept the answers it gives.

But in the years that followed, there was always a moment when intuition proved itself. Tang Zheng gradually discovered that it was not an illusion, let alone a coincidence.

Tang Tribulation's Heavenly Dao comprehension, as well as his comprehension of the powerful luck of this world, all come from this. But it's not up to him to decide when this feeling will come.

If the truth/Tao is the ultimate expression of logical deduction to the end, and is the representative of inevitability, then the Tao of fate is the opposite, it has too much randomness, it is difficult to grasp, it is elusive, and it is the representative of chance.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the Dao of Destiny is regarded as the most mysterious and difficult to understand.

No one likes something that is combined by countless accidents and coincidences, which means that it is impossible to control, and because of this, even if he has the rules of fate, Tang Zheng rarely tries to understand it.

Because fate is not meant to be understood.

Today, this feeling reappeared, but it was directly applied to the withered vines, and gave Tang Zheng the most direct answer: This thing is not suitable for you.

If it weren't for this feeling, Tang Zheng might have tried many more times before confirming it after countless failures, but now, because of this feeling, he skipped the process.

Is this the power of fate?

Tang Zheng thought about it, increased his luck in the dark, made his luck better, and gave an answer, so that the cultivator would not go down the wrong path, this is probably the so-called evolutionary heavenly machine, insight into the future.

Or this is just a prototype, when the path of destiny develops to a certain stage, you can evolve the Great Prophecy Technique, gain insight into the future, and you can also evolve the Great Luck Technique, improve your luck, and so on.

No matter which of the Twelve Great Paths is promoted to the end, they can develop their own various types of ultimate Dao methods.

The Ten Blades are one, of course, the most superficial kind.

Now, fate has given itself the answer, and the withered vine is not suitable for him.

So after playing with it, Tang Zheng didn't waste any more time.

Just as he was about to put it away, the little ghost Xiaosan'er was eating a ghost thing and swaggered over. Seeing the Yin Withered Vine, suddenly the ghost's eyes lit up, and he had already rushed over, chirping at Tang Zheng for a while, pointing at the Yin Withered Vine and jumping to his feet.

"You want it?" Tang Zheng was surprised.

Xiao San'er nodded again and again, looking impatient.

"I didn't think you're still a vegetarian. After thinking about it, Tang Zheng gave this yin withered vine to Xiao San. Anyway, fate has already reminded him that the Yin Withered Vine is ineffective for him, so it is better to give it to Xiao San'er and see what it can do to it.

The little imp took the withered vine, but it was not used to gnaw it, but to suck at the cloud-like trails on the vine.

I saw that the cloud-like ripples flashed a few times, and then directly submerged into Xiao San's body and disappeared.

But at that moment, Tang Zheng's Insight Heavenly Eye had already observed that a trace of spatial power had entered Xiao San's body.

Really!

The things of the underworld can only be used by ghosts?

No wonder fate reminds me that it is not easy to use.

And Xiao San needs it, obviously not because he is a vegetarian, but because of the attribute relationship of space power.

After eating that powerful hand and gaining the innate ability of space, Xiao San's one qiē will need anything that can increase the power of space. If it doesn't gain the spatial talent, it may not even look at it.

This also reminded Tang Zheng of a previous misunderstanding, although Xiao San had a precedent in devouring ghosts, he was already detached in the choice of ingredients.

Xiao San quickly absorbed all the spatial power on the withered vine. As it absorbs, the shade vine gradually withers. Without the power of the roots implanted in the void, the withered vines are like water without a source, a tree without roots, quickly withering.

In contrast, the junior is still the same, and there seems to be no change on the surface.

Tang Zheng had the intention to test it, grabbed it again, and said, "Let me see your ability." ”

Xiao San understood, and sure enough, a space shifted and jumped out of Tang Zao's palm.

This time, he jumped out of the Tang Tribulation twenty zhang away.

When Tang Zheng first caught him, although this little thing could be used for spatial movement dozens of times in a row, the distance was extremely short, so it would be caught back by Tang Zheng without even moving his body. After devouring some ghosts with spatial power these days, his ability has increased, but he can only jump out of the way. Unexpectedly, this yin withered vine went down, and it jumped directly out of a distance of twenty zhang.

"Go on!" Tang Zheng had already dodged and grabbed it.

When Tang Zheng was playing with him, Xiao San jumped away again in a flash, and one person and one ghost started the arrest game again when they met for the first time.

Only this time, they'll be playing for a lot longer. After using hundreds of spatial jumps in a row, Xiao San finally felt a little tired, but despite this, gritting his teeth, this little guy jumped more than fifty times, which made Tang Zheng can't help but admire that the spatial power of the Yin Withered Vine is really strong.

In fact, this is not only a powerful relationship, but more importantly, the power of the space of the Yin Withered Vine is pure.

Devouring ghosts to gain power is a process of removing the chaff. In this process, quantity is not the pursuit, how to ensure the purity of power is the most important. Xiao San'er was gifted by chance, and he obtained the hand of the Great Venerable of the Underworld as soon as he came up, which also made it have higher requirements for the purity of its strength, otherwise it would be a waste of this high starting point.

And the purity of the spatial power of the Yin Withered Vine is just right for the needs of Xiao San'er, so it can make such great progress.

Seeing that this yin withered vine was so useful to Xiao San'er, Tang Zheng simply didn't do anything, except for leaving a few copies of the materials for himself to make Zuò Super Distance Teleportation Town, the rest were taken out and thrown in front of Xiao San'er: "It's all yours." ”

Xiao San'er looked at the pile of yin and withered vines, and almost fainted with joy.

The next few days are the days when Xiao San'er has a meat and vegetarian match, and his appetite is great, devouring ghosts and sucking withered vines every day, and he is very happy, and his relationship with Tang Zheng is becoming more and more harmonious, and he can occasionally jump on Tang Zheng's shoulders to play with him.

But happy days are always short-lived.

No matter how many ghosts and withered vines there are, there will always be a day when they will be eaten.

On this day, the day of food shortages finally came.

Looking at his little junior with tears in his eyes, Tang Zheng was also very helpless.

After all, he couldn't conjure up ghosts for Xiao San'er.

Xiao San'er, who had a famine, suddenly became wilted, although the ghost said that he would not starve to death if he didn't eat, but the thirst for strength made Xiao San feel a kind of heartfelt torment - it is difficult for people who have experienced a rich life to live a poor life anymore, and the same is true for ghosts.

Especially with the accumulation of this period of time, Xiao San'er can already feel that he is about to break through.

This feeling of being just one foot away from the door is like a nightmare, tormenting this little ghost, although he scratches his ears and cheeks every day, but he can't find a solution.

Tang Zheng and Yi Yi can only persuade each other with good words, but every day, the little ghost head will open his eyes to the sky and fantasize about going out to forage for food.

It must be said that Xiao San'er is lucky.

This kind of ghost thing that uses devouring as a way to promote is actually born with a certain ferocious nature. In the distant past, they wreaked havoc in the underworld, leading to chaos in the underworld, and in the end, it was the power of the underworld that took action and wiped out most of these ghosts.

Later, these ghosts ran to the world, and instead of learning their lesson, they became Bengali, and even took the initiative to kill people and create ghosts in order to gain the power of promotion. Due to the low strength of new ghosts, one or two are often unable to meet their huge needs, and the quality is not enough to make up for them, and the result of the guide is that this kind of ghost will be thousands of miles away after eating it, bleeding and drifting, and become a well-known fierce and evil ghost.

In those days, they had a name, and they were called hunting ghosts.

For this reason, they are not popular in the underworld, nor in the human world, and once again provoke the power of the human world to intervene and kill the ghost hunters to the point of almost extinction.

As for now, after tens of millions of years, even Xiao San'er himself doesn't know the history of his clan. The relationship with Tang Zhengyi gradually wore out that murderous nature. It doesn't know the history of ghost hunting and killing, and it has no temptation when it is under the clouds and ink, and it has spent its first torment in the safest way, which makes it much more resistant to this temptation.

The first difficulty for the junior to enter the world passed silently.

Despite this, occasionally stimulated by the deep desire in his heart, Xiao San will still look at the top of his head pitifully.

Today's night was exceptionally peaceful.

The war puppet was still digesting the power of the soul beads, Tang Zheng was meditating, and Yi Yi and Tutu were lying on the side and falling asleep.

The little hunter felt bored, so he used his own space to teleport around. Its current teleportation ability is already extremely powerful, if it wants to run, even Tang Tribulation can't stop it.

Xiao San's figure flashed in the space, and when he was moving happily, Xiao San suddenly noticed a strange energy fluctuation in the air not far away.

For Xiao San'er, who has inherited the power of the Great Venerable of the Underworld and the power of space has become an innate instinct, this trace of energy fluctuation is really very familiar.

That's the fluctuation of space.

It means that behind the fluctuations of the piece, there is an extremely weak spatial barrier.

Weak to ......

You can wear it yourself!

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PS: I'm sorry, I had a brain pump, and I forgot about the Cangyun Holy Fire Psychic Bird, that's weird, fix it here.