The Gate Of Good Fortune

“Boom” a dark shadow falls in the mudfield as the sky whirls, and the earth flies.

Half the time, a man covered in black mud climbed out of the mudfield limping. The mud man erased the black mud on his face, which was the Ningcheng city that had previously been swept away by the whirlpool of time in the void.

Ningcheng looked around suspiciously, so he looked down at his broken leg. After just two breaths, Ningcheng sinks into his heart.

He can't feel any rhythm and divine power, no, don't say rhythm and divine power, he can't even feel God and true power. At this moment, he didn't have anything to fix, and at this point, he was just a normal person who couldn't be normal anymore.

What the hell is going on?

Ningcheng panicked and hurriedly limped to the side of the creek by the mudfield to wash away all the dirt on his face. Exposing his young face when he was still studying in Jiangzhou, his hair was not gray after he had been slaughtered by the axe, but turned completely black.

He reached out and tried to sacrifice a fireball technique, but could no longer adjust any truth or god. He can't feel the flames of the stars and rivers in the sea and the infinite green thunder city.

Ningcheng disc sits down, wants to try to work and absorb spiritual energy practice. But it didn't do any good, he couldn't practice.

It took an hour or two for Ningcheng to stand up, and he didn't understand what was happening to him.

The axe pattern of the indestructible axe was indeed removed by the Bodhisattva, while the rhyme of his avenue and all its repairs were removed at the same time. At this moment, he returned to his most ordinary time.

Ji Fengyu left behind that silk thought formed by the Numen God once said that his heart was marked, and turning back to the Bodhisattva would make him realize the third step. He used a retrospective bodhisattva, although he did not feel the third step, he did feel the smell of sympathy.

He felt the late Mixed Dollar, the peak of the Mixed Dollar, and even felt that he had come together. Despite all the illusions, he did feel them.

Is it the role of the Bodhisattva to give him a sense of illusion? No, turning back to the Bodhisattva must be a treasure against heaven. Otherwise, how could he have chopped off the axe and even sent him to such an ordinary place? I'm afraid the Numen who yearned for the abyss were also unaware of the true preciousness of turning back to the Bodhi.

Now that the Bodhisattva has sent him to this place, it certainly makes sense. Otherwise, you don't have to call it the Bodhisattva, just call it a charm or something.

Ningcheng did not tangle with the fact that he became an ordinary person. He was supposed to die. He picked up a small life under the Bodhisattva. What else could he tangle with?

Though impossible to cultivate, it has no boundaries and does not feel the spirituality and rules of heaven and earth here. Ningcheng also implicitly predicted that where he came from was a normal, no longer ordinary interface, which was even low-level, like Earth, with no repairs, only low-level technology.

After washing himself thoroughly, Ningcheng searched for a branch and limped out of this place where he had left off. Anyway, he needs to figure out where he is first.

The mudfields are empty and even a little desolate. According to theory, there are villages next to the mudfield, in fact Ningcheng walked another hour, not only did not see the village, not even a single person.

Looking at the sun about to set, Ningcheng decided to find a place to settle down. Walking in such a strange place with the strength of an ordinary man is not a good thing.

At this point, the breeze brings a noise. Ningcheng thought he had heard it wrong. He stopped and listened carefully. It was still a noise.

Ningcheng walked in the direction of the noise, and after crossing a hillside, he finally saw clearly.

In front of him is a huge basin that gathers almost tens of thousands of people in the heart of the basin. The sun hasn't set yet, and countless torches have been lit in the heart of the basin.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a black column with a long-haired girl tied to it. Despite the distance and lack of visibility of the girl's face, Ningcheng can also tell from the girl's figure and tacit face shape that it should be a very pretty girl.

Girls dress beautifully and wear all kinds of jewelry on their heads.

Ningcheng slightly frowned, why tie it up? Then he looked at the dry wood under the column. At this moment Ningcheng understood, without waiting for him to think why, a man with a torch threw the torch into dry wood.

The flame rolled up and the woman was completely wrapped in it. As the flames rolled up, the people around them began to cheer for the high songs.

Ningcheng clenched his fist and felt a kind of boredom in his heart. He did not know what mistakes had been made in young girls, burned alive, and countless others were cheering and singing.

A man in a grey robe walked up to the high stage behind the flame and sang with a sharp voice, “Great blessing Emperor, then we will sacrifice our emperor with Tia's purest blood and soul. May our destiny be with the emperor, may our soul be forever at the feet of the emperor...”

Everyone in the basin kneels in this singing, repeating this sharp voice in their mouths. (Language problems are not explained in the book. Languages on any planet are different, and any language is a rule, and when you control the rules, you control everything.

Ningcheng qi squeezed his fist tighter, he thought the young girl had made a mistake, which was like the pure repression of an underground abyss too easily, with the blood and soul of a young girl to sacrifice an emperor.

This is something that Ningcheng knows too well, even though he can't see it, and he knows that countless wishes are gathered in one place in this celebration.

At this time, Ningcheng, if repaired, could not help but roll down a flame and turn everyone in the basin into flying ash.

Nothing is more enthusiastic about collecting the wisdom than the Lancheng Wish Nation, a race that also provides powerful support to the King of the Wish Nation through this prayer power.

This prayerful emperor, I don't know if it is the Yuan God who escaped from the Lan Cheng Mai clan. Ningcheng knows that the practice of Lan Chengyan cultivation is remarkable, it is the branch of destiny, the destiny. May the Emperor, most likely also be of the Lan Chengyi clan.

The sacrifice was still under way, Ningcheng quietly touched down the hillside and blended into the crowd.

Tens of thousands of people sacrificed here, one more in Ningcheng, nobody cares at all. A few hours passed, and when the sky was slightly brighter, the sacrifice ended.

The crowd began to disperse slowly, waiting for the impatient Ningcheng to follow the crowd.

Originally, Ningcheng intended to find the barbaric places where these people lived, and then waited outside for the opportunity to find out where this place was.

But when Ningcheng saw a big giant city, it knew it was wrong. Above the Castle, it says' Sha Cheng ', the gate is tall, and several guards are at the gate. At this time, the sky is completely bright, with countless people entering and exiting through the gates of the city. Where is this barbaric village? This is a thriving city.

Ningcheng came to the gates of the city with the followers who had come back to pray to the Emperor, and then Ningcheng discovered that those who had come in and out of the city had left aside, and the followers who had come back to pray for the sacrifice had first entered the city.

Even the two guards bowed their heads and showed a sense of humility.

Ningcheng has been through so much in the vast universe. Such a scenario has made him understand that it is not only the followers of the Emperor who have been sent to Sandcastle. But these followers are making Sandcastle a great force, a force that even the city's owners are afraid of. Otherwise, the scene will not appear in front of you.

After following these followers, Ningcheng entered Sandcastle without fear.

His sixth instinct is still there, even though Ningcheng has lost it. With his strong instinct, as soon as he entered Sandcastle, he felt several hateful eyes sweep over him.

Ning Cheng's heart seems to wish these followers of the Emperor no welcome here.

Spacious streets and shops on both sides of the street. It's still early in the morning, and the streets are already crammed with all kinds of businessmen.

When they saw the believers coming, they hurried to the side of the street and gave way to the spacious streets.

Ningcheng, one of the faithful, quickly took the opportunity to move out of the faithful 'ranks and slipped into the street crowd.

Ningcheng just relieved himself, and a dark hand grabbed his arm, “Well, you've got a lot of nerve, you dare to impersonate the Emperor's followers. As soon as I squeak, you will be mutilated by five horses, then chopped into meat sauce, and finally..."

“Last feed to the dog, right?” Ningcheng said calmly that he had been captured by a shroud of clothes, a thinner teenager than him. Dark hands, I don't know how long they haven't been washed.

The skinny teenager looked at Ningcheng in shock, unconsciously releasing his hand, and asked softly, “Aren't you afraid? ”

Ningcheng hey hey smile, “I'm afraid, but I'm sure I'll give you 10,000 balls to go squeak, don't believe you go out and squeak. ”

After that, Ningcheng flashed aside. With his experience and experience, it was a victory to deal with such a petite called flower.

Xiaohua awkwardly let go of her hand and rubbed her and said, “Brother, you are so wise and divine, I will follow you in the future...”

Ningcheng raised his hand and stopped screaming, “Don't play with this. I don't have any copper plates on me. If you want to mix and drink with me, don't. I'm starving myself right now, and I'm looking for someone to buy me a meal. ”

Xiaohua hey hey smile, “Brother, I really admire how you dare to get into the Order Emperor's followers, didn't say anything, brother take you to eat good food. ”

Ningcheng looked at Hana screaming suspiciously, "Are you taking me to eat good food? You don't have half a piece of copper on you, do you? ”

“Let's go to Yu Jia, Yu Jia's big celebration these past few days, the dining room is on the street. I dare not go alone, brother, you dare, there must be a way to get in. Let me tell you, the most beautiful woman in Sha Cheng is Miss Qing of Yu Jia...” screaming the vision of a face. I don't know if he's looking forward to good food or seeing Miss Qing.

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