Chapter 45 On the Jade Emperor's Clothing

The power of water is heavy in vitality, and the increase of the power of monks is not as obvious as the power of fire and gold. However, even so, Wu Fu's harvest this time is not small, and his physical strength has increased by at least 500 catties. For today's only innate state, the physical strength has already exceeded 17,000. Wu Wei, who is jin, is simply a thing that he can't imagine. Even with the eyes of the virtual spirit, he can't help sighing: "People are more popular than people." As for the true qi, copy the words of the virtual spirit: "Enhanced the power of the ten crystals."

Listening to the explanation of the virtual spirit, "crystal" is a way for monks to measure the energy they had in ancient times, using an ancient stone spirit creature "crystalworm" as a unit.

Crystalworm was an extremely horrible stone spirit creature in ancient times. The so-called stone spirit creature cannot simply understand it as a stone creature, but a strange existence between stone and spirit beast, and today's medicinal herbs. However, compared with Cordyceps, crystal worms are usually stones, and they are indeed insects when they forage. If this alone, people don't have to care. What makes people have a big head is this kind of crystal worm, which can't burn and water, and it also has the power to devour. For a large-scale crystal worm group, it is no matter how profound the cultivation is. Shidu will fall, but the crystal worm devour energy also has an extreme point, and this pole is called the power of a crystal. Later, somehow it evolved into a way to count the strength of energy. In fact, this name is still used, but for Wu Fu, who has not yet changed his fate to understand himself. It's a little early to understand this.

In view of this division, Wu Wei naturally can't see anything, but it is not difficult for the virtual spirit. According to the virtual spirit, before changing his fate, the upper limit of energy that monks can have is 1,000 crystals, while now Wu Wei's energy is 130 crystals. Compared with many congenital high-level martial artists, this number is a hopeless Possible numbers. At least with the cognition of the virtual spirit, it is absolutely rare for martial artists who can have more than 100 crystal power at a high level. What's more, Wu Ao has taken a lot of crooked roads before. Although these fork roads make Wu Ao's accumulation stronger than others, his power has to decline.

After listening to the detailed explanation of the virtual spirit, Wu couldn't help bowing and thanking: "Thank you for your advice. The younger generation can't repay, but..."

"Well, let's not talk about this matter. I promised you to protect you to become immortals within a year. These are just the foundation. You have to be grateful to be like this. So when you become immortals in the future, won't you thank me to death? This mentality is not necessary! We are a cooperative relationship, and you don't have to call my seniors in the future. The virtual spirit is not the kind of person who likes to pose. Even if his life is stuck in the hands of others, he can't help shaking his hand and interrupting Wu's words.

"What the virtual old man said is right." Wu was also not stupid. He understood the truth and couldn't help nodding about it.

The mental state of practice of the virtual spirit is indeed not comparable to Wu Ao today. Since you want to believe that one is not as good as Quanxin, if you don't believe it, this is Wu Ao's way of doing things. Such an idea seems childish and ridiculous, but in the practice world of strength and weakness, it has to be said to be a best mentality, such as Since then, Wu has been angry that he can't take a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.

"Wu Kui Xiaoyou, I think you are from the southwest. Have you found any difference along the way?" Xu Ling looked at Wu's anger and meditated for a moment, and suddenly asked.

"I don't know what the difference Xu Lao said, which are the differences?" After listening to the words of the virtual spirit, Wu Fu's eyebrows couldn't help raising. If you want to say something different, it is the mountain that makes Wu Fu feel yearning for. Subconsciously, there is nothing else.

"It's worthy of being a lucky person. It seems that that thing is destined to be with you. Let's go now!" Although Wu was very sophisticated, how could the surprise in his heart hide the virtual spirit of almost an era? He couldn't help smiling at this answer.

"I hope the virtual old can explain it clearly!" Wu couldn't help but be stunned and asked in a confused tone.

Wu Wei was not surprised that Xu Ling could see his own thoughts, but Wu Wei couldn't help but be stunned by the sentence "atmospheric transporter". Luck does exist, and it is very mysterious. Every monk hopes that his luck will last long, because he can go longer and further on the road of practice. However, the monk himself can't see his own luck. Although Wu Ao has been hit by Guangyuanzi and Pu Ji's good luck, he doesn't understand how his own luck really is. Today, compared with the decline of the practice world, how to listen to the virtual spirit, even if Wu Ao's mind can't help thinking about it, is his own Is luck really so good?

"Ha, well, you are bound to know about this, and I will tell you. Although I can block the rejection of you and Xuanhuang Cave, my cultivation has not recovered after all. If you feel the sense of rejection again, it is when you leave, you still have a lot of things to do during this period. Do it! Say it while you'm on your way!" Under the empty and elegant smile, there is a breath of peace of mind.

"What the predecessor said!" After listening to the words of the virtual spirit, Wu couldn't help but agree.

If Wu Ao wants to get greater benefits in the sky of Xuanhuang Cave, it will never be wrong to listen to the words of the virtual spirit. As for whether the virtual spirit is the heart of murder, whether it is the primordial charm or this half-day contact, Wu Ao is naturally sure.

The breeze stepped up, and Wu Ao quickly flew up to the sky and flew to the place in his memory.

Previously, because the path was unfamiliar, Wu Ao spent a lot of time exploring while walking, but now there is no need to be so troublesome. The wind and lightning of a hundred miles of land are fleeting, and the towering mountain peak appeared in front of Wu Ao in just a fragrant time, which is equivalent to the same peak when Wu Ao left half a day ago. It seems that the group of people with intentions didn't notice anything here.

Along the way, the virtual spirit did not lose his words and put aside everything he knew about luck. According to the summary of the power of the ancient two eras, the luck is divided into nine, the second is the addition of bad luck. This kind of life has the possibility of died, and the strongest is the first class is divine luck.

Looking at the method of looking at Qi, the worst to top nine colors are black, gray, white, red, red gold, red gold with purple, purple, purple gold, and colorless.

At the same time, the luck is not unchanged. If the bad person does a lot of good deeds, his luck will improve. If the lucky person is cursed, no matter how good the luck is, it will deteriorate. Not to mention that there are many magic weapons to suppress the luck in the practice world, but the virtual spirit did not say much in this regard, just told Wu angry. Today's luck belongs to purple, with a touch of golden light, which belongs to the real atmospheric transporter. There are only three or four of hundreds of millions of people in this luck. Even if it is the existence of those ancient emperors, it is just like this before they started their career, and some are even three points worse than Wu Fu.

"Senior, we have arrived!" Pointing to the towering mountain in front of him, Wu couldn't help saying annoy.

Wu can't help laughing at his luck with gold in purple. You know, luck is not necessarily. Some people have experienced thousands of hardships in their lives without dying, but it's just a good luck that makes them fly to the sky. Some people can pick up treasures when they walk with good luck, and they can collect ancient treasures when they enter the mountain, but Only one bad luck lost the whole life. The world does not have absolute luck but has absolute struggle. Only himself is the root of everything. Thinking of his life experience, Wu is even more sure of this.

"Little friend, it seems that this thing is really predestined to you. Don't you admit that you are lucky?" Xu Ling's research on fate is tens of millions of times deeper than Wu Wei. How can he not know the meaning of it? He is very satisfied with Wu Wei's mentality, but he can't help making Wu Wei's jokes.

"I don't know what it is that can make you so happy!" In the current situation of the virtual spirit, even if you find the best baby, it will eventually fall into the hands of Wu Ao. Wu Ao really can't understand why the virtual spirit is like this, but the expression of the virtual spirit is obviously the same as the location in his heart. You should know that neither of them have talked about the place along the way, and Wu Fu has not mentioned anything about this for half a day. Wu couldn't help thinking about the mountain, is there really God's will in this world?

"The battle clothes of the ancient Holy Emperor are hidden in it." The illusory soul floated out and rubbed his hands excitedly and continued to say, "This thing is a good thing, but without its guidance, even I can't get it. In fact, it is false, false is real. The theory of fate has been the most obscure since ancient times. All kinds of variables are constantly alternating. The key is how people grasp it. , I have locked the Xuanhuang Cave for tens of thousands of years, which seems to be haunted by bad luck, but in fact, it has retained a glimmer of hope for Jianzong. So can you say that this is bad luck?

Compared with today, in ancient times, in ancient times, monks cared about luck rather than talent. For those who really have atmospheric transportation, most of them are sincere. Unless there is really an irreconcilable contradiction between the two, that era was not like today's schools sweeping the snow in front of the door. This may be why The root cause of the decline of today's practice world, coupled with the fact that the virtual spirit had suffered losses in the hands of the ancient emperor Shaohao, it is even more determined that the virtual spirit will naturally not harm Wu.

"There are two sides, which is the case." Wu couldn't help nodding to Xu Ling's remarks.

"Well, since you have been summoned here, you have your own opportunity. It's not good for me to live a miserable life. Go in by yourself!" The virtual spirit clicked at a small hole in the middle of the peak, and the whole soul returned to the blood essence in an instant. Obviously, the virtual spirit did not want to interfere with Wu Wei.

Looking at the small hole hidden halfway up the mountain, the voice of the call in Wu's heart is even more, no longer delaying Wu's transformation into a breeze and flying towards the cave...