The book continued last time, and Liu Shoucai said that the moment he wanted to withdraw before he came in, he actually felt a creepy feeling, which was very terrifying.

That's why Liu Shoucai rushed in without looking back, and waited without waiting. Anyway, he stretched his head and shook his head, and it was better to bet on luck from coming in, at least he still had hope of winning. If he quit, he might really die and worthless.

It was this factor that made Liu Shoucai the first to rush in, but Liu Shoucai didn't know that his unintentional behavior had won the true support of the spiritual clan behind him.

At least it feels its value, rather than being treated as useless waste by the strong.

If it understands a human word, it may call it out without hesitation and use it as a motto: You treat me with a national hero, and I treat you with a national hero.

An accidental action brought the loyalty of a spirit race, which was definitely a surprise for Liu Shoucai.

Of course, Liu Shoucai doesn't know now, and that kind of spiritual race doesn't immediately express it, so Liu Shoucai doesn't know, and he may not care too much even if he knows it now.

Ling Muzi punched the wall behind him with a hard punch and found that the stone wall was hard and not hollow at all.

Then he said, "It seems that the altar is extremely strange, and the space seems to have become a tool here. The wall behind us is definitely not the gate when we came."

Liu Shoucai kicked the wall of the corridor beside him with his toes and said, "It's definitely not true, but what's going on here?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's the same as before." When Liu Shoucai and Xiaobai were bickering, they were often called crow's mouths, and it was based on scientific basis.

Just about five minutes later, the mysterious voice near the altar appeared in my mind again.

The content is roughly like this. One day you will walk forward from this path, that is, through this path in twelve hours. This path is very long and dangerous. One step of life and death is just a test when entering the door. Now that you are still alive, the test has just begun. Luck is always the most important strategic resource for practitioners. If you don’t have enough good luck, dying here means dying in the hands of destiny.

It's roughly like this, but the sound is very simple and it is definitely not a modern person, even if it's a language tone that has been around for nearly a thousand or two years.

"It's very old, probably an ancient language." Ling Muzi said.

Liu Shoucai nodded in agreement. This voice is indeed ancient enough. You know, the experts in the circle have long confirmed that the so-called archaeological five thousand-year-old civilization in the human world has actually been cut in half. The real civilization is longer and older than the known ones.

"Let's go, the road ahead is slow. This road lasts twelve hours, which is twenty-four hours, but we lack a known condition, so this road is probably not so easy." Ling Muzi said.

Liu Shoucai nodded in agreement: "Yes, we don't know how long this road is. If we walk forward slowly, time will probably not be allowed. Third brother, I'll open the way, and you'll break the back, this unlucky spirit clan is in the middle. It's not a good thing to be too weak. We don't know if dying one will have an impact on us, so we can't take this risk."

Ling Muzi nodded. This method is the best. Although this spiritual race is good, it is much worse than the two brothers. If there is really a problem, once the rule here is that all three must live to reach the end, then no one of them will be killed in the middle.

Ling Muzi thought of this and asked, "What are you practicing?"

The spiritual race is a human-shaped spiritual race. It is probably an unlucky person. He turned into a human form before entering the forbidden land, and even in the end he did not return to his original body.

Fortunately, this spiritual race looks good at cultivation and seems to have some problems with bloodline, which leads to many spiritual race characteristics on it, such as a little scale on its neck, and some fingers that are different from humans, are sharper and look very strong. Moreover, it also has a tail behind it, which is like a crocodile protected by strong scales. When walking, the tail sways left and right.

Hearing Ling Muzi ask, the spiritual clan said, "What I practice is the power of merit."

"Huh?" Liu Shoucai turned around and asked incrediblely: "It's rare! Why don't you cultivate sin or evil power? These two powers are easier for you."

Of course, Liu Shoucai forgot that Xiaobai and his friends were both cultivators of merit.

The spiritual clan sighed and said, "I opened my spirit in front of the Buddha. I have been listening to scriptures in front of the Buddhist temple for the past two hundred years, so I unknowingly absorbed a lot of the merit power of Buddhism. Later, when I transformed, I was discovered by the monk and drove me out."

"Did those monks not see the merits of your cultivation?" Liu Shoucai asked.

The Spirit said, "I also found it strange at that time. When I went out a few years later, I found that all the monks at that time had died and the temples were demolished. Only then did I understand that those monks were actually protecting me. They seemed to know that death would come. I was not the monk inside. Letting me go out would not cause doubt, so that I could save my life."

Liu Shoucai smiled and said, "A group of pedantic guys, I know Absolutely Destiny. You are lucky, follow us! Strange, are you also part of your luck?"

This is the feeling that Liu Shoucai suddenly had. It was not the sixth feeling, it was just a feeling.

Ling Muzi thought of this and nodded and smiled. After all, he is a practitioner of the merit lineage. Even if he is bad, he will not be much worse. Such practitioners are often more reliable than others.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Ling Muzi walked to the spiritual race and added a small snuff bottle in his hand.

Liu Shoucai harried for a moment, but he didn't expect that the third brother was so talented. He actually thought of using this thing to hold things. He turned his eyes and understood what he was holding, a "Medical Red Spirit". It seemed that the third brother was planning to protect this spiritual race.

OK, it’s good to protect it, so as to save regrets if there is any problem.

The spiritual race just opened the lid of the snuff bottle and saw a trace of merit floating out quickly, and it was pulled very long, forming a golden light.

It immediately covered the lid of the snuff bottle and shouted in surprise: "The Buddha is above, this is such a pure power of merit!"

"You don't know what this is?" Ling Muzi asked.

"I don't know, but it can be so pure that it is as supreme treasure as a treasure. Here, it can save lives!" The spiritual race was excited.

"Haha, it's not bad!" Liu Shoucai picked on the corner of his mouth, but he put down a lot of his mind. I don't know if the 'Medical Red Spirit' is at least a simple young man.

After saying this, Liu Shoucai patted the shoulder of the spirit clan and comforted him: "No, you are lucky. You don't have to worry about being killed by the Yin tribe. Work hard, maybe it's an opportunity to come in."

The Spirit Clan also smiled and responded: "My chance is also your chance. I'm afraid that the Trinity will be a huge loss for anyone who dies, and will pass by the final prize."

Liu Shoucai couldn't help but look at it. This guy was much smarter than he thought.

Well, such teammates are at least trustworthy.

"Let's go, let's face what we should face. I believe that many guys regretted coming in and killing their teammates, right?" A hint of coldness flashed in Ling Muzi's eyes. It was not aimed at Liu Shoucai and the spiritual clan.

Liu Shoucai walked in front, and the lights were brightly lit here, but Liu Shoucai took every step very carefully. Ping was running, but each step was calculated in his mind, and even guessed it before stepping on it.

This is the ability of the Spirit-Rewarding Man. The brain can operate faster than normal people and process more and more powerful information.

"Be careful, something is wrong here!" Liu Shoucai raised his hand and called to stop.

"What's wrong?" Ling Muzi asked from behind.

Liu Shoucai frowned and said, "The walls of the two meters in front of the corridor are a little narrower than those here."

"Only a little?" Ling Muzi felt that Liu Shoucai was a little fussy and asked casually.

“Yes, only a little.”

"Are you too careful?"
Chapter completed!