Leisurely cultivating life

Everything is determined by the heart.

Aware of the mystery, Fu Wei smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to tap lightly.

In an instant, the billowing black tide in front of him and the countless inexplicable things in the sea of ​​consciousness all disappeared into nothingness.

At the same time, Fu Wei's divine light shot up all over his body, and it fell directly on the phantom.

Immediately, it was smashed into a ball of broken air, and then it was twisted lightly, and it returned to nothingness.

To deal with a guy who was overwhelmed, Fu Wei closed his eyes and stood silently for a while, the aura in his body changed from violent to calm.

Then he randomly chose a direction, and continued to take firm steps.

It's just that on the way, he was a little restless. He always had a feeling that although the man from the Demon Sect had been beheaded by him, he hadn't really died. He was lurking in the deepest part, waiting for an opportunity. Deliver a fatal blow.

He tried to deny the idea, but the idea seemed to have taken root in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

Only at this moment did he truly perceive the strangeness of the Demon Sect.

It took him a long time to stabilize his mind.

Walking along the induction, after a while, he found that something was wrong. The induction seemed to have not changed, and he seemed to be spinning in circles. With such a long distance, he couldn't get close no matter what.

As he was walking, Fu Wei felt something. When he looked up, he saw a monk with an expressionless face walking towards him.

Even if he met him, he didn't show any abnormality, and he didn't even slow down in his steps.

The other party seemed to have no intention of talking to him, and walked away by mistake.

Seeing that he was going in the opposite direction to his own, Fu Wei felt thoughtful.

The innate god position, maybe everyone's perception is different.

Immediately, he took a look in a certain direction, although there was no one there, but there was a faint energy always behind him.

Fu Wei smiled coldly, the aura was very similar to the man from the Demon Sect he had seen before, but now was not the time to do something, so he just paused for a moment, and then walked away.

After a while, a phantom appeared in the distance, staring at the direction of Fu Wei's departure with fearful eyes.

After taking a deep look, the figure disappeared, and the phantom disappeared.

I don't know how many days passed, Fu Wei searched along the induction, and finally came to a place where the body was stored.

I saw a clear crystal lake in front of me, as if it had been frozen, but in the very center, there was a golden eight-sided spar quietly floating on it.

He was almost restless, and was about to reach out to grab it, but he paused, turned around, and saw a few young monks standing there, and he didn't know when they arrived.

And not far away, there is another aura lingering, but it is the person from the Demon Sect who cannot be shaken off.

Fu Wei slowly withdrew his hand, slapped his head, and said: "My servant, Fu Wei, I don't know what the name of this fellow Taoist is?"

"Wan Jun."

Fu Wei glanced at the place where the person from the demon sect was, and said, "Fellow Daoist, why don't you and I eradicate this demon first, and then determine the ownership of this body?"

Wan Jun calmly said: "It is possible."

As soon as the man from the Demon Sect heard it, his figure immediately turned into a phantom, and he fled away very quickly and disappeared.

Wan Jun and Fu Wei both stood where they were, and neither of them chased after them.

Fu Wei took a look at Wan Jun and said with a smile: "It is said that this thing has its own destiny, and those who are destined to get it, why don't you let me try it first?"

Wan Jun didn't object, and didn't say anything, just nodded.

Fu Wei had a strange attitude. He looked at the body and began to ponder in his heart. Could there be something wrong with it that he didn't see?

But on second thought, if this is the case, there is no need for him to appear here, he would have taken it away long ago.

So I made up my mind and reached out to grab it.

However, I took this object into my hands just now, and before I could be happy in the future, I suddenly found that it had become an illusion.

In a trance, the eight-faced crystal stone disappeared from his hand and appeared in its original place.

"This……"

Seeing this scene, Fu Wei couldn't help being stunned.

Wan Jun saw this scene, but turned around and left.

Fu Wei was a little surprised, and asked, "Don't fellow daoists take this thing? Maybe fellow daoists are destined for this thing?"

Wan Jun shook his head, smiled lightly, and said: "This thing has nothing to do with me at the moment. Although it is here, close at hand, I can only see its shape, and its spirit is far away in the sky. Whether I take it or not, it is all with my fellow Taoists." general situation."

Fu Wei was thoughtful, after Wan Jun's pointing, he already noticed something.

At this time, he suddenly turned around and took a look.

But he saw that the back was empty, and the eight-faced spar had disappeared without a trace.

He frowned, it seemed like what Wan Jun said, at this moment, fate is not on him.

In other words, using the wrong time in the wrong place is, of course, a big mistake.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his eyes to Wan Jun, and there was a gleam of coldness in the depths of his eyes.

He has never liked this kind of so-called fate, and he knows that there will only be one person who will succeed in this competition for the innate god position. If he relies on fate like this, there are too many factors that are out of his control.

And he thinks, if there is only one person here, then if fate does not fall on him, who else will it fall on?

Wan Jun didn't go far when he sensed a cold murderous intent, paused in his footsteps, and turned around silently.

With a move of his mind, Fu Wei used a secret method to disturb his mind.

However, after doing a lot of work, he found that the other party did not respond, not even the slightest fluctuation in Qi.

Chapter 820 The curtain ends, one of the reasons for the demise of the emperor

Wan Jun shook his head, he probably knew what the other party was thinking, but it was just a mental block under the law of missing fate, and in an instant, he was holding a silver gun in his hand.The next moment, his figure changed, and he appeared in front of Fu Wei, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows with the cold light of the spear.

Fu Wei's expression changed suddenly, he faced death directly, expelled all the thoughts in his mind, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but found that the spear blade had disappeared at some point, followed by Wan Jun's figure.

After blinking for a long time, Fu Wei, who was sure that he was free from death, felt relieved, moved his stiff body, and stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows.

A spot of bright red blood stained on his fingertips was reflected in his eyes, which was so shocking.