Chapter 9 The Sixth Sense of Fate

In the dark world, the blood is full of blood, and a heavy atmosphere enveloped Jun Lintian, reflecting a dilapidated pottery bowl in Jun Lintian's vigilant eyes.

In the small pit, the broken bowl that the fat man had to get even if he lost his life is lying quietly in front of him at this moment. Jun Lintian doesn't know what the origin of this broken bowl is, but he vaguely feels that perhaps in this dangerous sacrificial tomb, this broken bowl may be able to Enough to save your life.

The premonition of King Lintian has always been very accurate, and this time, perhaps no exception.

Jun Lintian slowly walked to the broken bowl that fell out of the void step by step, but as Jun Lintian approached the broken bowl, Jun Lintian felt the heavy and almost solidified atmosphere emanating from the broken bowl.

There are countless grievances floating around in the void, and the bloody rivers are actually runes for sacrificing tombs, but at this moment, blood waves are churning.

In Jun Lintian's perception, the void around the broken bowl is like a hard piece of steel. He can't get close at all, but the stronger the power of the broken bowl, the more shocked Jun Lintian is about the strength of the previous obscene and unlucky fat man. Jun Lintian clearly remembers that the fat man before is Directly put this useless broken bowl in his arms.

Jun Lintian was shocked by the strength of the fat man, but Jun Lintian ignored a problem, that is, with the strength of the fat man, he almost died in the sacrificial tomb that had been sealed for endless years. So what about him? Will he be nine dead or ten dead?

The broken bowl without any special power fluctuation lay quietly in front of Jun Lintian. Jun Lintian clearly felt that as long as he reached out his hand, he could grab the broken bowl in his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not grasp the broken bowl.

"What's going on? Obviously, I can clearly feel the existence of the broken bowl, but no matter how hard I try, I can't catch it at all. Jun Lintian was puzzled, but Jun Lintian kept insisting on getting the mysterious broken bowl that he didn't know what to do, and he didn't give up at all.

Finally, Jun Lintian gritted his teeth, and the tip of his right hand finally touched the edge of the broken bowl, but at the moment Jun Lintian's finger touched the broken bowl, in Jun Lintian's shocked eyes, Jun Lintian clearly saw his fingers scratching through the broken bowl without hindrance.

Everything was as if it had scratched through the air. Jun Lintian felt that he had not touched the broken bowl at all.

Jun Lintian, who did not believe in evil in his heart, once again tried to resist the isolation power caused by the freezing of the void. The slender fingertips once again gently stretched out to the broken bowl lying quietly in place. This time, Jun Lintian still put his fingers into the broken bowl, but Jun Lintian looked at his fingers in shock. Travel through the broken bowl as if there was no broken bowl there at all.

"What's going on? I lay there quietly when I saw the broken bowl, but I couldn't touch it." Jun Lintian's strong eyebrows frowned into the word 'Chuan'.

"The broken bowl does not exist in this time and space. It is lost in the twisted space and time." The solemn words of the old man of Gumu suddenly echoed in Jun Lintian's mind. Even from the perspective of the old man Gumu, it took him so long to see the real side of the broken bowl.

"Doesn't this space-time exist? But why can I see it?"

"That's because the power it hit this sacrificial tomb just now passed through time and space and transmitted it here. What can transmit power through time and space can no longer be described by the simple word 'destruction', and this is also the fierce force you saw before the broken bowl, but the destructive force that hit the ground is It's not a big reason, because in endless time and space, the force of collision is minimized. As the ancient wooden old man spoke, he was shocked by the secret hidden in the ancient sacrificial tomb.

The origin of the broken bowl, the purpose of this sacrificial tomb, and the obscene and unlucky fat man, everything hides too much suspense, and what makes the ancient wooden old man feel most uneasy is the breath that makes him familiar. For many reasons, this makes the ancient wooden old man leave here immediately. However, when the old man of Gumu informed Jun Lintian to leave here, it was too late.

Two consecutive void twists, I don't know whether it came to the core of the sacrificial tomb by mistake, or all of this is under the control of one hand

In the wise and profound eyes of the old man, he couldn't help but show unprecedented solemnity. He felt that there seemed to be a hand in the dark, and a big hand that was so powerful that it was irresistible that it was manipulating all this. However, for this irresistible big hand, now he is in a bright place, and But people are in the dark.

There is an absolute gap between strengths, but now I am still at a disadvantage. How can this make the old wooden old man not dignified?

"Teacher, how can I get that broken bowl?" Seeing that the old man Gumu hadn't spoken for a long time, Jun Lintian suddenly asked in his heart.

"If you want to get the broken bowl, you must have a great-level combat effectiveness, because the great-level combat effectiveness has been able to barely reach the void. Perhaps under the full attack of the great-level, if you are lucky, you can force the broken bowl out of the hidden time and space." After the old man said this, his tone suddenly became heavier. The old man continued to say, "But if you use the power that can affect the void in the sacrificial tomb, you will be devoured by the whole sacrificial tomb. At that time, even if you have the power beyond the power level, at that time It will be nine deaths."

Jun Lintian stood still. He was shocked by the words of the ancient wooden old man. Once a waste, Jun Lintian was so eager to practice like ordinary people. In Jun Lintian's eyes, a strong man with the ninth level of martial arts was something he dared not think of. However, now, when Jun When Lintian's own cultivation reached the ninth level of martial arts, Jun Lintian felt that the strength of the eldest brother was so unattainable in his eyes.

Jun Lintian has always been looking up, but with the progress of Jun Lintian's own strength, the height of Jun Lintian looking up is getting higher and higher, and at the same time, the strong people who look up to Jun Lintian are also changing.

"Even if the strong beyond the power level will be nine deaths..."

Jun Lintian muttered softly, but in Jun Lintian's mind, he was shocked by the words of the ancient wood old man and had a brief blank. At this moment, Jun Lintian clearly felt the words that his father Jun Aoxiang had often said, "The stronger the strength, the more he found that he was so small."

In those years, Jun Lintian did not understand this sentence at all, and even once thought that his father's sentence was wrong, but today's Jun Lintian, for Jun Lintian, who has experienced too many things in these few years, seems to be able to vaguely understand his father's sentence.

Jun Lintian recovered from the shock. He persistently looked at the old man of ancient wood suspended in mid-air. Jun Lintian asked seriously, "So is there any other way for the teacher to get this broken bowl?"

The old man Gumu looked at today's overly persistent Jun Lintian. The old man asked doubtfully, "Lintian, even if that broken bowl is a sacred object, why are you still so stubbornly want to get it under such a dangerous situation? Why are you so persistent today?

"I don't know. Since my consciousness almost sank into the endless darkness, there has been an inexplicable feeling in my consciousness, as if I can foresee some future or past things, although the picture I feel is extremely vague, or even a The paste, but my consciousness is telling me that the broken bowl is extremely important to me who is now in the sacrificial tomb. Jun Lintian said something that even he didn't understand, but Jun Lintian's words were heard in the ears of the old man Gumu, as if the thunder in the clouds struck the old man Gumu.

"Lintian, you... Are you sure you have such a vague but very positive feeling?"

"Fuzzy but sure? Yes, that's how I feel. What's wrong, teacher, do you know why I feel this way? Jun Lintian looked at the shocked old wooden old man doubtfully.

The deep eyes of the old man of the ancient wood stared at Jun Lintian, and the vicissitudes of life were a little trembling and said, "The ninth level of the martial arts, but the body of the ninth level of the martial arts actually opened the most mysterious 'sixth sense of fate' in the body of the ancient god."

"The sixth sense of fate? Teacher, what is that?

At this moment, the old man is still in shock and surprised. After a moment of hesitation about Jun Lintian, the old man answered for Jun Lintian, "The sixth sense of fate is somewhat similar to your eldest brother's 'empty eye', which is an unimaginable ability to develop the potential of the body beyond imagination. However, this so-called 'sixth sense of fate' refers to the perception of the trajectory of fate. In a sense, this ability is more rare than your brother's empty eye.

"The sixth sense of fate, can the body of the ancient god develop the potential ability? There is also the trajectory of fate..." Jun Lintian muttered in a low voice, but Jun Lintian did not find that not far from him, the broken bowl in another time and space at this moment was emitting a pale green light.