Gods Of The Heavens

Chapter 10 Minor World Shuttle

There is no sun and moon in the mountains. I don’t know the passage of time. In a blink of an eye, in the Pingshan Digong Palace, Wu Dao was dead for a whole year. He has sufficient resources for cultivation, and he can feel that he is getting stronger every day. This feeling is simply too comfortable for Wu Dao.

If it can continue, Wu Dao would definitely be willing to stay in the underground palace and go out until the world is invincible. However, cultivation has been a matter of burning money since ancient times, even if it is supported by Pingshan treasures, it only lasted for about a year. , It's about to run out.

Not only because the more the cultivation reaches the late stage, the more resources are needed, but also because the external situation becomes more and more erosive, prices are soaring, wars are flying, and human lives become too fragile, even if the outer gods have Wu Dao Chuan. The Cultivation Technique used to increase the strength of the helpers, but it is just to maintain the three-square acre land in Nuqing County, it is far away, and it is beyond reach.

Similarly, after a year of precipitation, Wu Dao collected numerous ancient books, and with the help of the blood and supernatural powers of the six-winged centipede, he also spied on Longhushan, Maoshan, Tianshidao, Shaolin Temple, Wudang, etc. The school has gained a lot of Xin Mi from it.

"This world is experiencing the end of the Dharma era, and the spirit is broken. It will not be suitable for cultivation for at least three hundred years. If you continue to stay, I am afraid it will be a waste of years. If you cannot step into Transcendent, you will be invincible in the world and have countless wealth. A hundred years later, it is nothing more than a handful of loess."

Thinking of this, Wu Dao recalled a lot of information about this world, but it has been determined that this world is a comprehensive world, with tomb robbery as the main line.

And because those ancient tombs were not destroyed, there are still some inspirations in the interior, as well as the original Heavenly and Mortal Treasures, and even some old immortal existences. With the help of the special Feng Shui pattern of the ancient tombs, they linger in them.

This is also the case. Wu Dao combined the plot he knew, coupled with the information if he knew now, and the two phases confirmed it, but he had a sudden sense of some incomprehension, or contradiction at the beginning.

"But, of course, none of these ancient tombs is simple. If there is no lead by the protagonist, let alone getting the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures inside, I am afraid that finding or even entering is a problem."

Why did Wu Dao think so? Because, during this year, Wu Dao has been paying attention to the news about Chen Yulou and the partridge post, even if there is an advance spoiler by Wu Dao, the partridge post finally set foot on Xixia On the road of the Heishui Ancient Tomb, Hua Ling and the old foreigners died one after another. After Chen Yulou obtained the treasure of the Yuan Tomb, he could not withstand his generous relief to the people. Now he is also sending people to inquire about the news of the Yunnan King's Tomb.

As a result, how Wu Dao didn’t understand that the plot was being corrected a little bit. That’s why Wu Dao felt a little powerless. Among the tombs he knew, the most recent one needed thirty. A few years, such a long time, for Wu Dao, it was absolutely suffering.

"It seems that you have to try your luck!"

Knowing the reason, Wu Dao was naturally willing to wait for death. After packing up, Wu Dao went on his way to the ancient tomb he knew, but the experience of the next six months has disappointed Wu Dao again and again.

Those ancient tombs could not be found by Wu Dao at all, or after they were found, they could not be entered at all. Or, some ancient tombs had not even been created, which was very embarrassing.

For this reason, after eight months, Wu Dao, with a gloomy expression, returned to the Pingshan Di Palace. Finally, he gritted his teeth and looked at the underground palace square. After that, Wu Dao clenched a fist fiercely.

"Sit and wait, it's absolutely not advisable, I still have a chance!"

In front of Wu Dao, in an ancient book that was missing one-third, there seemed to be a huge and complex magic circle. After that, Wu Dao began to draw the magic circle on the underground palace square, and experimented again and again. .

Taking the bloodline magical powers of the six-winged centipede as the foundation, coupled with the rituals on the ground as the framework, and Wu Dao's own talents as the tentacles, Wu Dao, in a tattered Dao robe, looked at this in front of him for three years. The magic circle glowing with faint fluorescence also couldn't help but smile.

"I have tried thousands of times, and now this Minor World shuttle circle has reached the limit of my current ability."

That's right, the formation in front of him is Wu Dao's proudest achievement. It is able to travel through the small world. Although the success rate is only 10%, if it is known to the practice world, it will probably attract countless old undead fights.

"Although the success rate is only 10%, over the years, I have also discovered some laws. If there is a coordinate positioning on the opposite world, then the success rate will be greatly enhanced, and the lower the world level of the shuttle, the lower the risk."

In the following month, Wu Dao adjusted his own state. On this day, Wu Dao, fully armed, stood in the center of the Minor World shuttle circle, holding the ritual control center in his hand, infused with the power of the outside god, but it was driving the ritual. Rail, activated the shuttle array.

Rumble! ! !

As if thunder in the void, Wu Dao's body turned into a stream of light and was swallowed by the magic circle. After a quarter of an hour, the light of the magic circle extinguished, and the silent underground palace restored the tranquility of the millennium.

On the other side, Wu Dao consciously traveled through the world for the first time, but he had another feeling. He had a six-winged centipede bloodline and supernatural power protection, coupled with the coordinate positioning of the rituals. This time he shuttled, but he did not appear. Accident.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, and halfway through a mountain forest, there is an abandoned ruined temple. At this moment, there is a ragged beggar in the ruined temple.

"God, please grant me wealth!"

Qi'er stared frantically at the bronze statue, chanting constantly in his mouth, and was still knocking his head one after another, and as he chanted, there was a trace of ripples in the void, and then a bright light accompanied him. Jinglei appeared.

"Sure enough, the nature of the power of the outer gods is beyond imagination, and it is nothing less than the power of the Western gods in the legend."

But it was Wu Dao who appeared in the ruined temple. Looking at the beggar who was stunned by thunder, Wu Dao glanced at the bronze idol and felt the power of faith accumulated in the idol, but he couldn't help but reveal a trace. The color of thinking.

"time to go!"

Throwing a piece of silver on the spot, Wu Dao took a step forward, but he left the ruined temple and came to a new world. Wu Dao needed to know the information of this world in order to better think about his next arrangements.

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