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Chapter 3870 Strange things in the ghost town

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    Zhang Ruochen naturally has a certain degree of confidence in dealing with the crisis in the Impermanent Ghost City.

    He not only cultivates spiritual power, but also uses heaven and earth as his teacher, and uses Wuji to evolve new heaven and earth.  The first-level divine way is enough to allow him to go further than spiritual monks of the same realm in terms of formations, alchemy, weapon refining, etc.

    But, this is the bargaining chip he uses to negotiate with Fengtian.

    "How could he take action if Fengtian didn't come to see him in person?"

    If Fengtian wants to be the master of the Temple of Destiny, he must not only have a high enough level of cultivation, but also need to convince the public.  Although she was reborn from nirvana and reincarnated from the dead, she was born into the corpse clan after all, so it was easier for her to gain support from the three middle clans.

    However, she brought the strange blood spring from the Origin Temple to the Santu River Basin.

    If the strange blood spring corrupts the Santu River Basin, damaging the habitat of the three tribes in the middle.  The angry monks from the middle and third tribes, not to mention supporting her, might even point all their fingers at her.

    Furthermore, there are corpse ancestors and Emperor Huangquan exerting influence on the monks of the three tribes.

    Amid internal and external troubles, how can Fengtian continue to control the Santu River Basin?

    I am afraid that the monks from the three tribes will be driven out of Fengdu Ghost City.

    After all, Corpse Ancestor and Huangquan Emperor have secretly gathered a large number of believers by virtue of their transcendent status as the ancient ancestors.

    Their biggest obstacle now is Fengtian, the Lord of Death who sits at the top of the World Tree.

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    In the formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas, silver-white brilliance is scattered, and the ground is covered with sandalwood and orchids.

    Prajna has long hair tied up in a bun, eyes like stars and moon, sitting cross-legged under a Sotapanna silver tree, twirling his fingers like orchids, and circles of sacred Buddha rings appear behind his back.

    At this moment, she has a Buddha body that is not inferior to that of Fairy Cihang.

    Zhang Ruochen cut his right index finger and used his divine blood to apply a line of bright red cinnabar on the center of her white eyebrows.

    If there are other gods here, they will find that this drop of divine blood cinnabar is like a vast ocean, boiling and turbulent.

    "Stick to your soul, feel the mystery of the paradise world, and communicate the secrets of the ancestor Buddha. As long as your realm is enlightened, your cultivation, body, and soul, I can help you improve quickly."

    Zhang Ruochen flicked his finger at her heavenly spirit.

    Prajna¡¯s closed eyes, eyelashes trembling slightly.

    "Chichi!"

    The sacred blood cinnabar between her eyebrows emitted streaks of blood light, flowing in all directions, like the roots and tentacles of the sacred tree, touching the secrets of the ancestor Buddha in the Paradise of Paradise.

    After finishing all this, Zhang Ruochen tapped on the ruler in the center of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Array.

    A large number of time-marked light points flew out, condensing into a formation spirit that looked like Venerable Hu.

    "What are your orders, Master?"

    The formation spirit knelt down on one knee, showing great respect.

    "Protect Prajna well and don't allow any monks to break in."

    Zhang Ruochen left the Ten Thousand Buddhas Array, returned to the Black Wuchang Temple, and found Gong Nanfeng who was using the Tianshu Needle to deduce.

    "What are you looking for?"

    Zhang Ruochen came behind him.

    Gong Nanfeng looked at the Tianshu Needle placed on the table, scratched his head and sighed: "I wanted to deduce the next good or bad luck, but the Tianshu Needle didn't give instructions. Is it because my cultivation is too weak?  "

    The Tianshu Needle is a magical tool used in the Ming Ancestor's sacrifice.

    There are twelve aspects of destiny. Tianshu needle naturally not only has the ability to find people and objects, but also can ask about the secrets of heaven, determine good and bad luck, and know misfortunes and blessings.

    Of course, compared with the "Book of Destiny", the Tianshu Needle is only more useful in finding people and things.

    "let me try."

    Zhang Ruochen mobilized the divine energy in his body, flowed out from his fingertips, and injected it into the Tianshu needle.

    The ancient texts and inscriptions inside the Tianshu Needle emerged one after another and shimmered on the surface.

    Immediately afterwards, it swayed from side to side and kept spinning.

    Zhang Ruochen¡¯s childish child shimmered with brilliance, and he wanted to take this opportunity to release his mental power and quietly explore the world inside the Tianshu Needle.

    But, this thought just came to mind.

    Subconsciously, there seemed to be a voice telling him not to do this.  Doing so would be dangerous.

    This is a kind of foresight that Zhang Ruochen had after practicing Wuji Shinto!

    "Why is it dangerous to explore the Tianshu needle?"

    Zhang Ruochen finally believed in this intuition and did not release his mental power to explore.

    Withdrawing his spirit and stopping activating the Tianshu Needle, Zhang Ruochen frowned and said: "To calculate good or bad luck, it seems that we have to use the Book of Destiny. This Tianshu Needlewell, I'm afraid its effect is limited."

    "What?"

    Gong Nanfeng immediately retorted, saying: "This is the god left by Mingzu."?Let's leave quickly to invite Fengtian.  "

    "Do you think we can still leave?"

    Zhang Ruochen doesn¡¯t know to what level Gai Mie¡¯s combat power has returned to, but Gai Mie is the Supreme Pillar, and his realm is at least Tianzun level.

    With the cover of the strange blood fountain, Zhang Ruochen is confident that even if he encounters an early stage of immortality, he can hide it from the other party's perception at close range.

    But, how could the Heavenly Lord level realm attainments and the Heavenly Lord level divine soul induction be concealed?

    The distance is too close!

    Zhang Ruochen cursed secretly in his heart, saying that Gai Mie knew they were lurking nearby and still showed up like this, it was simply lawless.

    Gong Nanfeng's face became more and more embarrassed, and he said: "What should I do now? Leave or stay? Or jump out and scare them? I'm just a weapon spirit. Anyway, I'm not afraid of death, and no one will kill me. How about I  Go up and attract Gai Mie¡¯s attention?¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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