God of Fishing

"Ninth Palace of Wonders?"

Han Fei picked up the token. As a result, even before looking at it for a few seconds, the token shattered into pieces and disappeared into his palm with a clattering sound.

Obviously, too much time had passed, and the token had decayed through the erosion of time. Actually, not only tokens, these corpses rarely carried weapons or any treasures on their bodies.

Probably they had already been consumed by the time they passed through this passageway!

After all, these people died in different parts of the passageway. The ones that had gone far were either extremely strong in battle themselves, or had brought in extremely large reserves.

All that Han Fei could find on these corpses was battle clothes. One of the best battle clothes had reached the very best. However, the battle clothes were fine, and these bodies seemed to have received an erosion of the surrounding energy, as if the power had been drawn away by something.

Apparently, the Dao Formation in the passageway could attack the soul, and you would be useless even if you wore the best battle clothes. Han Fei even wondered if these dao lines had the ability to corrode corpses.

Han Fei put away this superb battle jacket, and with just a slight shake, the dust dispersed and the jacket was as good as new.

In the passageway, he stayed for about an incense burn, and only when a massive amount of ungodly souls chased after him and flew out did Han Fei step out of the passageway.

"Phew!"

Once out of the passage, Han Fei's perimeter formation collapsed. Maintaining this spirit formation required more than just spiritual energy, it also required the support of one's powerful spirit power.

Han Fei took a few breaths, and although he felt mentally exhausted, he still looked beyond this passage at the first opportunity.

Lifting his eyes, Han Fei directly saw a large globe that looked surprisingly a bit like a globe, and a bit like a roulette wheel.

Combining the two, the thing, was simply a sphere roulette.

"Fuck you."

Han Fei knew: this secret realm, it wasn't even the bottom. After all, it was true that he hadn't come in very deep, and he had only passed two hurdles, and counting the diameter was only 6000 meters.

Han Fei didn't immediately go to study what the large sphere was, but instead sat cross-legged and quickly began to refine those masterless souls. No matter what, improving strength was the hard truth.

Being able to make it this far on his own, he would naturally be able to obtain certain opportunities, though these opportunities were left behind by countless adventurers with their lives.

This swallowing and refining took Han Fei a full three hours before he was able to stabilize it.

After three hours, Han Fei swept his gaze to his message once more.

Master: Han Fei

Level: 83 (Junior Senior)

Air of Chaos: 9 strands

Spirituality: 7662379999 (impaired)

Perception: 24,000 miles

Power: 3782 waves

First Spiritual Vein: Unknown

Second Spiritual Vein: Unknown

First Talented Soul Beast: Dual Life Yin Yang Swallowing Spirit Fish [Level 73]

Second Talented Soul Beast: Emperor Sparrow [Level 21]

Major: The sixth level of "The Void Fishing Technique", "Stealing Heaven" [Zun-level Divine Product].

......

When he saw this information, the corner of Han Fei's mouth slightly twitched: I knew it, these masterless souls were still not good enough.

Han Fei sighed faintly.

Actually, this time it was entirely chance, and he had never thought that he would get so many masterless souls.

He had slayed four sea demons and also sucked in some of Grass Xuan's masterless souls, which didn't add up to 6000 points. And this time, it had increased by nearly 12,000 points in one fell swoop, which was already quite a lot.

Even if each Zun Zun could only provide themselves with an average of 1,000 points of soul power, then this time, they were equivalent to hunting down 12 of them. What concept was this?

And now, Han Fei's divine soul power had reached the strongest stage in history.

After all, Han Fei had sacrificed a lot of divine soul power in order to strengthen the foundation of the explorer realm.

Compared to the previous 50,000 points of divine soul, Han Fei felt: his mental state was extremely good. If he were to perform the Hundred Beasts Devouring Soul now, its power would be far greater than before. After all, his current overall strength had also gained a substantial increase.

The road of cultivation was a path of "many joys and many sorrows".

Han Fei looked back at the passage, I wonder how many tens of thousands of years of masterless souls have accumulated here? Although quite a bit of it had escaped, it was proof enough of how difficult it was to cultivate the divine soul.

Right now, although his priority was to repair the damaged spirit, this was only the first step.

He also needed to use a large amount of the Unselfish Spirit to quench the indestructible spirit.

There was no way that he would keep depleting the power of his own spirit if he wanted to cultivate the Indestructible Tyrant Body.

This technique was what Han Fei was really bad about.

In order to cultivate the Indestructible Body, he hadn't suffered much. Now, in order to cultivate the Indestructible Tyrant Body, he was afraid that the power of his own soul would have to be in a state of damage all the time.

Removing the cluttered thoughts, Han Fei got up and walked towards the large sphere.

Just in case, there were other ungodly souls here? There is one, and then there is two.

At the second level, you've provided yourself with so many masterless souls. Could it be that in the depths of this secret realm, there were more masterless souls that existed?

When Han Fei walked into the blue sphere, he suddenly looked at the ground beneath his feet. At this time, some words appeared in the projection of the sphere on the ground.

On this text was written, "Each of the nine palaces has its own luck, calculating the sky by one foot."

"Heh!"

Han Fei couldn't help but be speechless: what a mouthful. It was written in a straightforward way, meaning that someone could calculate the sky with a foot of this what? Is the astronomy machine finished? Afraid it's not blowfish?

In addition to this sentence, there were some explanatory small words in the projection.

It read, "To have come this far means that you have extraordinary strength and a strong spirit. However, all spirits in heaven and earth have luck. After passing the Qi Luck Pass, you can see the true chapter ...... stop coming and place your hand on the ball of Qi Luck."

"Qi Luck Pass?"

Han Fei looked at that and was quite doubtful.

He looked back at the passage again, and said to himself: is there really no one, who can come through?

That passage has told itself: there are a few who have come to this place!

It's just that most of the people, they fell in it. In this, it was basically all humans.

Han Fei doubted it: many of them should have been the Yin Yang Heaven's own esteemed people. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why there were so few esteemed people in the Yin Yang Heaven. It can't be that all esteemed people are born into worldly families, right?

So many people, dying in the passage. So, did anyone die in this ball of air?

The old turtle said leisurely, "The qi barrier is a bit interesting. This emperor feels that he should know who created this secret realm now ......"

Han Fei: "Who?"

Old Turtle Dao didn't mind telling Han Fei, "Just now, when I saw that Nine Palace Wanxiang City, this emperor thought it was a coincidence. But now seeing this, this Emperor is probably certain that it is the Way of Artistic Numbers."

Han Fei: "The Way of Arithmetic?"

Old Turtle said, "You should know that strong people are more or less capable of calculating the sky? In the age of the gods, all kinds of methods were available to the gods, and so there was the art of jutsu. Some people were able to change their fortune and even their luck by calculating heavenly planes. They were proficient in the laws of the heavens and the movement of things. Within this, there were several schools of thought. Some people felt that they took the path of Formation Technique because it was in accordance with the natural art numbers of heaven and earth. Some people felt that the square art number was a matter of the world's supreme principle, and they sought to count the heavens with numbers. What's more, there are those who connect the number with the number of qi ......"

Han Fei was surprised to hear: how come the more I listened, the more I felt like studying mathematical flux?

Han Fei couldn't help but follow up with, "And then what?"

The old turtle said leisurely, "This emperor doesn't know much, only that I've heard that there are very few such people, because ordinary people don't have the brains to study this path. This emperor did meet one, but my emperor's time was so chaotic that that person might have learned the art poorly, not calculating his own life and death, and was cut down."

Han Fei: "......"

Han Fei rolled his eyes: talk about a dumbfounded man! Just say it plainly, it's a game played by people with high IQs ......

Han Fei felt that: this hurdle should not be difficult for him.

It was reasonable to say that his own luck was probably the strongest in the entire Yin-Yang Heaven.

With such luck, if he couldn't pass this hurdle, then he couldn't imagine: who else in the Yin Yang Heaven could pass this hurdle?

However, just in case, Han Fei's mind moved and threw a strand of essence blood on the ground not far away. Then, he summoned Sooty Circle and threw it to the edge.

Han Fei felt: if something really happened to him, even if it was useless to drip blood to be reborn, Earth Fertilizer would have a way to bring him back to life.

Just saw Han Fei stretch out his hand and place his palm on the ball of air luck.

At that moment, the sphere spun so fast.

At the moment the sphere rotated, Han Fei saw: all sorts of numbers appeared on the sphere, as well as some odd symbols similar to the formula of his previous life.

Only to hear the old turtle say, "See, this Emperor was right! If this emperor is correct, these numbers represent your destiny qi numbers. It's normal for these people to vainly attempt to count the heavens ...... count one person's qi."

"Ka-ka-ka~"

As you could see, the wildly spinning ball slowly came to a stop.

In the end, what was left for Han Fei was a string of numbers.

However, this string of numbers was a travesty, directly written as 123 ...... 789.

Han Fei stared at it, "That's it?"

I saw the number, which flew and condensed into words, and it read: no solution.

"Heh! That's it?"

Han Fei was speechless, "Old Yuan, I'm afraid you're not teasing me? Is this the result of my luck? No solution? Isn't that bullshit? Who has a solution for the future? It's bullshit. ......"

"Ka-ka-ka~"

Just as Han Fei was about to look to see if there was any other way ...... only saw the surface of the round ball, suddenly shattered into countless cubes.

As the cubes collapsed, Han Fei saw that the surrounding scenery began to change in sequence.

What appeared in front of Han Fei was a human paradise like a green prairie.

"Old Yuan, Old Yuan, do you see it? It's not my hallucination, is it?"

Han Fei saw: there were mountains and lakes here. The aura was tens of times thicker than the outside world, and the energy was very abundant.

In front of Han Fei's eyes, there was a stone platform similar to a small altar. There were dense pillars of light on the stone platform, and a short ruler of one foot in length was floating in the pillar of light.

Landing in Han Fei's eyes, information surfaced.

[Name] Nine Palace Qi Ruler.

【Introduction】Forged from the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, the Bamboo of Luck. It can help others to avoid misfortune, float your own luck, and forcefully change your luck. Only use it once a day, otherwise it will be reversed.

Quality】Holy weapon on earth

【Effect】 Measure good fortune, change fortune, change luck.

"Not to be recast.

"Unrefined

[Remark] Heaven's luck can only be changed sideways, not by force.