Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

The dark clouds are like mountains and seas, falling down and pressing down.

Thunder light and electric snake ran through it, rolling rumblingly.

Lin Lu held a big umbrella and went straight to the Yizhuang in Huairenfang.

The pair of black boots that walked quickly hurriedly stepped on the bluestone bricks.

A deep foot, a shallow foot, the water splashes everywhere.

This downpour has been going on for several hours.

Because the topography of the outer city was slightly lower, several streets near the eastern suburbs were submerged.

The rain poured over the ditch and accumulated about half an inch, almost covering the ankle.

"What bad weather! It's raining like Lord Dragon is angry!"

Lin Lu was cursing, and there was not even a night watchman on the long street.

"I just know how to steal and play tricks! A hundred households in my dignified family are still trying their best to investigate the case, but they are hiding and drinking and sleeping in the hot kang!

See you next time, I will definitely ask for the guilt! "

Lord Baihu was indignant in his heart, but he didn't dare to get angry at Lord Qianhu, who was assigned errands.

The curfew in outer cities has always been loose, but there are two rules that must be followed.

After midnight, do not ride a horse or drive a car.

If anyone disturbs the people, they will be captured by the soldiers of the five cities and charged with the crime.

Even the southern and northern towns of Fusi are treated equally.

"I don't know what the saint's purpose is, let me have a good meal..."

Lin Lu murmured and walked all the way, from Changshunfang to Huairenfang, walking for about half an hour.

The cowhide boots were already soaked with water, and the cold raindrops got into the neck, mixed with bean sweat, squeezed on the layers of fat, like oil slicks.

Especially the rising mist of water was dank and cold, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to the body.

This made his anger even more intense. When he saw the wandering ghosts along the way, he must have found the red fire order to shine through and shatter his body.

For a time, the wind hummed, like weeping and complaining, like the sound of weeping.

"I was a bastard in life, and I am a bastard after death. I should never be able to enter reincarnation!"

Lin Lu's face was gloomy, and he was holding the dark token in his right hand.

I saw a golden flame engraved on the front, and the word "Yan" with a pen walking dragon and snake on the back.

Quite extraordinary!

Lin Lu heard from Lord Qianhu that if he could become the fourth realm of martial arts, he could open up a sea of ​​qi in the dantian of the human body, refine and warm up a natal artifact.

This red fire order is the natal tool of a master of the sea of ​​​​air in the Black Dragon Terrace. It contains the fierce and violent energy of yang fire, which can hurt the ghosts and ghosts the most.

If he didn't have this thing to protect his body, he would not dare to enter the underworld alone by borrowing ten more courage from Lin Lu.

Those ghosts who have nowhere to go are easy to bully, but they really want to encounter some old ghosts and evil spirits.

"Qian's Yizhuang..."

Lin Lu looked up at the plaque and kicked open the two unlocked wooden doors.

It was a dark night, with strong winds and heavy rain, and the dilapidated and decayed yard seemed to have been vacant for a long time, without even a guard.

At the courtyard wall, there are locust trees towering to the sky, shrouded in the shape of a crown.

"Nine Yin Demons in the Nine Yin Markets, Tai'an, Huairen, and Pingxiu were all given orders by the master, who harmed Li Yan's Yin spirit.

Lin Lu forced to kill many ghosts before he found these clues. He had already killed the evil tiger who was eating Salt Gang Qian Wu, and obtained a copy of "Shanjun Tu" as proof.

There was no trace of the human skin book Infant Drunk that killed several lives of the watchman and sister Yao.

Now there is only this paper tie man who often wanders in Yizhuang.

Solve it, take one item back, and the case is almost over.

The yin qi was like a big hand, constantly pushing the half wooden door that was rotten.

Crunch, crunch, crunch!

Loud sound, screeching.

Like a sharp old crow, disturbing the mind.

"Humph! I'm wearing a flying fish suit and a dragon and tiger aura, how can a mere yin spirit scare me!?"

Lin Lu's mouth was tough, but the Chihuo Ling held in his right hand was clenched even tighter.

He strode across the threshold, glanced around with open eyes,

The room was pitch black, and there were a dozen or twenty thin-skin coffins parked there.

The dead aura was thick and dense, floating in all directions like a black fog.

The so-called Yizhuang is the place where the bones are collected and the coffins are stored.

Most of them are run by wealthy people, clans, and government offices, which is considered a kind of act of kindness.

There are always travelers who died in other places, and poor people who couldn't afford a coffin to be buried.

It would be against humanity to let his corpse be exposed in the wilderness.

At the same time, it is also easy to attract plagues, which is the reason for the establishment of Yizhuang.

In layman's terms, it is an ancient mortuary.

"Paperman... Isn't it here?"

Lin Lu wiped off the greasy sweat that was sticking to his hands, full of energy and blood, like a conspicuous human-shaped torch.

Yin souls are afraid of masculinity, but they are also most greedy for the flesh and blood of living people.

Especially the kind of old ghosts and vicious spirits, as long as they sense the blood of a warrior, they will immediately swarm just like tigers and wolves that smell fishy.

Sure enough, when Lin Lu released the blood of his own cultivation.

The cold and overcast wind blew suddenly, closing the doors and windows everywhere.

The frightening breath slowly rose.

"The wickedness of being strong from the outside, the stench of blood that is so bad that it oozes pus... Still an official! Stronger than the last time!"

That sullen, hoarse voice had a hint of drama, and as soon as the voice fell, the thin-skinned wooden plank of the coffin in the middle was suddenly lifted up and smashed head-on.

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...

In the courtyard and house of Nanmen Hutong, Ji Yuan, who was leaning against the wall, slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes are like a tide, rising uncertainly.

It was as if he had experienced an early awakening from a big dream, and he was able to wake up.

In the map of Emperor Tiandao, there are two more fateful stars as bright as the sky.

[Strengthen Blood (White)]: [Promote Qi and blood, make it strong, nourish liver and kidney, fill marrow and strengthen bones]

[Nei Zhuang (white)]: [It is a sign of full qi and blood, no consumptive diseases, no fear of hunger, cold and heat, and the vitality is stronger than ordinary people]

These are the two fates possessed by Cheng Baihu, which have now been successfully rubbed by Ji Yuan and used for his own use.

Just like the last Shuofengguan, I fell into an illusion by myself and projected it as someone else.

Continue to feel and experience everything until the fate is completely refined.

The only difference is that in order to grab [Archery], Ji Yuan himself seemed to have stayed in Shuofengguan for several years.

This time, the scene changed.

He was trapped in a martial arts training ground and was subjected to various trials.

Only when the qualified conditions of [Strong Blood] and [Inner Strength] are reached, will they leave.

"If I fail to refine my destiny, will I never wake up again? My mind sinks, I have an empty body and become a living dead?"

Ji Yuan suddenly felt a chill in his heart, realizing that rubbing, refining, and grabbing were also risky.

He got up straight away and saw a note left on the table, crooked like a worm crawling—

"Lin, go, Yi, Zhuang."

The corners of Ji Yuan's mouth could not help but turn up, and the old man An was reliable.

He grabbed his waist knife and took a breath, like a tiger roaring, echoing the rumble of thunder in the sky.

The accumulated internal qi, blood qi, and essence qi are like a fire in a furnace, surging and surging.

The realm of convincing has reached its limit!

"Eight lives are counted, can't kill a Tongmai two realms!"