I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

As the day of the artifact's birth approached, a tense atmosphere permeated the entire city of Lihuo, as if a ball of dust had swelled to the extreme, just waiting for a fire to detonate.

Even Shen Fuxing doesn't like to go out much anymore, because the people on the street are too tense and irritable, drawing their swords to fight to the death if they disagree with each other.

Shen Fuxing was even turned away by the boss because he stepped into the gate of Danbao Pavilion with his left foot.

Simply put, in the past few days, Shen Fuxing has almost visited Lihuo City, bought what he should buy, and eaten what he should eat. The reason why he hasn't left yet is because the Golden Crow in the polar fire abyss is still not ready.

Shen Fuxing still lives in a private courtyard in Lihuo City, but the difference from the small courtyard in Liuxian Town is that Shen Fuxing's small courtyard is just a small part of the entire pavilion.

This pavilion called Huanyu Pavilion is a subordinate industry of Heavy Rain Valley, which is good at formations. The entire pavilion is folded by space formations. It covers an area only the size of one pavilion. Do not interfere with each other.

Going up the stairs from the first floor, after opening the door, you will see a small courtyard with rockery and flowing water, and you can see the view of the first floor from the inside of the house, and if you open the courtyard door, you will be the stairs to the first floor, the space transformation is wonderful , is a spectacle unique to the realm of comprehension.

Normally, Shen Fuxing could often see guests coming in and out on the first floor, but in recent days, the attic has become unusually quiet, and there are many fewer people, as if they all went to the place where the artifact was born and waited sleeplessly day and night.

It is okay for a cultivator not to sleep for a few days or even a few months, but Shen Fuxing deeply feels that no matter whether he cultivates immortality or not, sleep is irreplaceable, just like food, it is an inseparable hobby.

The emptiness of the attic made Shen Fuxing's group of people go downstairs to eat on time every day as if nothing had happened. Even the servants in the attic would look at a few more people every time they served the table, as if they were nothing Incomprehensible weirdness.

Even if Shen Fuxing and the others are not strong enough to grab the artifact, they must meet each other.

Although the date of birth of the artifact was calculated by a respected arithmetic expert, the other party also said that the date of birth is not fixed, it can be two days before and after, and Shen Fuxing might miss it completely if he stays behind closed doors like this. The artifact was born.

Even the boy in the attic, if he wasn't forced by life, would skip work to see it anyway.

However, in the attic, there were many strange things like Shen Fuxing and his party.

Except for Shen Fuxing's table, a young man in Tsing Yi by the window has also gone down to eat on time every day without haste, and his posture is even calmer than Shen Fuxing's.

Compared to Shen Fuxing who occasionally went out to buy some snacks, this young man in Tsing Yi had never been out of the attic and seemed to have lived here for a long time. If it wasn't for his elegant posture and gentle demeanor, he would occasionally nod politely when his eyes met Shen Fuxing's. , Shen Fuxing thought this guy was autistic in the attic.

The day before the artifact was born, there was no one in the attic, only the attic boy, Shen Fuxing, Fu Yuan, Xiaobai, and the young man in Tsing Yi who never left the attic.

Although the boy was in the attic, his heart had already flown away, and he couldn't stop looking out the window of the attic, as if he wanted to catch even a moment of miracle.

Shen Fuxing felt bored, so he also looked out of the window to see how much news the birth of the artifact was, and if it could reach the attic where Shen Fuxing was.

Fu Yuan picked up the tea and took a sip, his eyes were full of purple mist, his eyes seemed to be looking at some unknown place through the dark wall of the attic.

Looking out of the window for a while, I remembered that the artifact might not come out at this time, and it was too early to pay attention, so I simply moved my gaze aside, and was facing the man in Tsing Yi.

Shen Fuxing nodded, and was about to look away like the previous few times, but unexpectedly the other party suddenly said this time: "Brother seems to be very interested in this artifact, why are you sitting in this attic to pass the time? If you don’t have a divine weapon, with the cultivation of the man next to Xiongtai, it’s okay to go and have a look.”

His eyes are gentle, his tone is gentle, his fair and delicate face is as gentle as the wind, his temperament is as deep and calm as the sea, without the slightest intention of searching, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Shen Fuxing happened to be very bored with Xiaobai, a foodie, and Fuyuan, an ice cube. Seeing that the other party took the initiative to speak, he also replied: "Who is not interested in artifacts, but with my cultivation, I can't grab them." , why bother to take a look to leave regrets. But you, brother, why are you sitting in this attic?"

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head lightly: "I'm just a mortal."

mortal?

This time, Shen Fuxing was startled. He took a closer look. Although there was a faint aura around the man, it didn't touch the body. A string of beads.

Shen Fuxing lived in this attic for so many days, and met the man five times if not eight times, and never once saw that the man was a mortal who had never practiced, and felt extremely embarrassed for his own heart.

Fu Yuan was no different, he had known for a long time that the spiritual roots in the man's body were mottled, different in length and thickness, dull and dull, he could tell at a glance that he was a mortal.

"Sorry...I'm not..." Shen Fuxing was a little embarrassed, "However, how did you see the cultivation level of the person next to me?"

"It's nothing." The man in Tsing Yi smiled nonchalantly, and raised his hand to show Shen Fuxing the Buddhist bead on his wrist: "I accidentally picked up this bead in the mountains, and found that wearing it is good for my health, so I wear it all year round , and later found that it can emit a special breath that makes me no different from a monk, and can judge the cultivation base of a monk who is closer to me based on the Buddha light on it. The brightest."

The man in Tsing Yi had gentle eyes and an easy-going demeanor. He patiently explained the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist, as if he was not at all worried that Shen Fuxing would be interested in the string of magic weapons in his hand.

But really nothing interesting.

The Buddhist bead on the man's wrist in Tsing Yi is indeed a magic weapon, but the aura it emits is very weak, and its level is not high. Wearing it by ordinary people does have the effect of strengthening the body, but it is useless for monks. After all, the pressure of level is stronger than the light of Buddha's light Much whiter.

Shen Fuxing felt that this man in Tsing Yi was indeed a wonderful person. As a mortal living in this attic full of monks, he was extremely courageous, but he was calm and relaxed, sitting by the window and drinking tea every day. The news was extremely calm. Compared with the fidgeting boy next to him, he knew that the birth of a divine weapon was a very important thing for ordinary people, but he was even calmer than the monk Shen Fuxing.

Shen Fuxing decided to make him his friend.

The man in Tsing Yi is named Wei Zilou. According to him, he is from the vicinity of Liuxian Mountain of Yunlai Immortal Sect. His favorite thing in his life is to travel around.

Shen Fuxing did not expect that the friends he made casually in Lihuo City were related to Yunlai Xianzong, and he treated Wei Zilou with a lot of sincerity.

"I know that my spiritual roots are mixed. When Yunlai Xianzong opened the mountain, I didn't even walk ten steps, but I believe that there is more than one way to cultivate immortals in this world, and there must be ways to cultivate immortals without spiritual roots. "

Wei Zilou's confidence is stronger than Shen Fuxing's, and he has no regrets about being unable to cultivate immortals because of his mixed spiritual roots. On the contrary, he is full of fighting spirit, determined to travel all over the world of cultivation, and find a road that has never been seen before or since.

The breeze lifted Weizilou's Tsing Yi embroidered with bamboo patterns. His face was fair and handsome, his eyebrows were gentle and elegant, but the brilliance bursting out from his eyes shook even Shen Fuxing.

I really want to work hard to become a fairy in one fell swoop.

But when he thought of the golden light that had spread to his cheeks, Shen Fuxing told himself: There is a reason for not practicing!

So happy to continue playing.

In the next few hours, Shen Fuxing and Wei Zilou walked around the entire Lihuo City again. In view of Wei Zilou's frankness, Shen Fuxing also took people to the Polar Fire Abyss without hesitation. He looked at the eggs he was raising.

Of course, I’m just talking about an ordinary fire-type bonded beast. Anyway, subject to Shen Fuxing’s strength, this egg looks like all other beast eggs, except for the day when I saw it for the first time in Xuanji Secret Realm. The divine beast egg has no temperament.

No monk in Wei Zilou would treat him so magnanimously. After seeing the Golden Crow Egg, he became more determined to find his way, and vowed to contract a contract beast of his own.

Shen Fuxing really admires it, looking at an egg can also inspire the drive to work hard, it really has a firm Dao heart!

Within a day, the two became good friends who talked about everything. Even Xiaobai fell in love with this gentle and coaxing man. In the second half of the day, he almost followed behind Wei Zilou .

Fu Yuan watched Xiaobai being snatched away by a few bunches of candied haws in Weizilou, without showing it on his face, and sneered in his heart: Sure enough, he is an idiot with no IQ, and you still robbed him?

Quietly shortened the distance with Shen Fuxing.

On the second day, the entire city of Lihuo was boiling.

Because of the artifact, it really appeared on the prophesied day.

On the high mountain outside Lihuo City, terrifying black flames shot straight into the sky. The huge coercion turned into a shock wave and swept across the entire mountain, even spreading to most of Lihuo City.

The magic remaining on the artifact caused the vegetation on the high mountains to wither, the streams to dry up, and the sky over Lihuo City to be covered with a gray and dead air. If it weren't for the existence of the large protective formation, the mortals in the city would probably be killed by the artifact. Die under the dead breath.

The boy got his wish and saw the glorious scene of the birth of the artifact, but unfortunately, after only one glance, he was frightened by the terrifying oppression of the gray cloud and went under the table, and didn't dare to come out for a whole day.

Wei Zilou stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back, staring at the gray death in the sky without saying a word, his eyes dimmed.

"Zilou? Do you want to go and see that artifact?" Shen Fuxing went downstairs and saw Wei Zilou looking up into the sky. Thinking of his usual appearance of being ecstatic when he saw spirit grass, he felt that he was one step closer to the Dao. Although Hi pretended to be calm, in fact, he really wanted to see this artifact.

Unexpectedly, Wei Zilou shook his head: "No, this artifact seems to be overflowing with evil energy, which is unlucky."

Shen Fuxing was delighted: "You still care about this? This artifact looks quite dark... But the artifact has no wisdom, how to use it depends on the owner, there is nothing auspicious or unlucky."

Wei Zilou raised his head abruptly, and saw Shen Fuxing's indifferent expression. Before Shen Fuxing noticed it, his eyes changed quickly, and he smiled softly: "That's right, the artifact is dead. Those who really affect it, Still its master."

Shen Fuxing shrugged, not understanding what was wrong with it.

Wei Zilou's eyes moved slightly, his eyes fell on somewhere through the attic, and he suddenly said: "Shen Fuxing, do you want this Bone Burial Soul Whip?"

The author has something to say: Shen Xingxing still doesn’t know who he met (.)

——I'm late again, I apologize on my knees! ! !The stupid author is a late-stage procrastinator! ! !

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