A faint purple feeling surged under the gaze of the sky eyes, gathered, and then returned to silence.

It seems that fate is still changing...

"Turn white into purple, and you can ascend to immortality in one step?"

Looking at Li Ningyang limping in front of him, Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.

How quickly his thoughts turned?

In an instant, through various traces and what was perceived when he was in a coma, things that might be related to Li Ningyang's fate transformation were deduced.

The ceremony was completed?

Replace the house?

Give up all the past?

It can't be the iron crucible you handed it to me...

etc……

"Rite, resurrection, beggar, cripple, iron crutch..."

The moment when all kinds of trivial thoughts were combined, Yang Yu couldn't help but pause slightly.

He wouldn't care about any of these thoughts, but when they all gathered together, he couldn't help but be surprised.

He has heard of this appearance, not only in his previous life, but also in this life...

"Former, senior?"

Li Ningyang kept wiping his big nose, his old face full of shame and tears.

The old beggar kept snotting and was suspected to be seriously ill. This is simply...

"By the way, raise your hair with this object."

In the mustard seed space, Yang Yu had a lot of clothes to change, but he did not take it out, but instead pinched a pure gold hairband.

Wow~

Yang Yu handed over the hairband, and his mind settled in the gluttony cauldron.

The map of the Qingshui Cold Pond was turned over by him, and his divine thoughts were swept away and he had frozen it in one of the words.

It was a rather trivial part of the daily conversation between Lu Sheng and Xu Shengyang. He didn't care about it before, but he had a very good memory and swept it around casually, but now he still has some impressions.

"My brother has cultivated all the kalpas, experienced all kinds of sufferings, and has all kinds of luck. He has also been taught by the Taoist ancestor. Only then did he ascend to the lord of the cave. The great kalpa came, but he turned into ashes before Lu's step... "

"Sigh, cherish, sad, and feel extremely painful..."

"The leader of Xihua, killing demons and transforming into Taoism, is actually..."

"I still remember my brother laughed and said that those who want to inherit his rank in the future must have a low fate, lame, hair, crutches, old and ugly..."

"The leader, it's close to the way!"

...

"The fate is lowly, lame, hair is covered, crutches, old and ugly..."

Looking at Li Ningyang who couldn't help wiping his nose, Yang Yu's eyelids twitched, and the moment he put on the golden hoop, purple air rushed towards him.

But, even a thousandth of a finger was not enough, everything came back to peace, and there was only the old beggar with a big nose in front of him.

However, Yu Yang hung his eyelids.

【Li Ningyang】

[Fate: cheap (the master of Dui metal)]

[Eleven Destiny: One purple, one gold, two red, three green, two green, one white and one black]

...

"The Lord of Dui Jin?"

With a glance, Yang Yu could not see the whole picture, but he had already seen two crucial points among the various fates he changed.

One purple, one black.

[Cause of catastrophe: Whale swallows all realms for millions of years, dragon spring catastrophe is deep, and all living beings in the world are all contaminated with catastrophe]

The scattered spirit...

The first thing that Yang Yu saw was this fate, because he also had this fate, almost exactly the same.

However, he is much darker than Li Ningyang.

And that purple...

【Born by the times:???】

It is not lilac, but deep purple. Moreover, its meaning is the three levels of secludedness, and it seems to be covered by invisible mist.

“Born from the times…”

Touching his chin lightly, Yang Yu felt as if he had seen something.

only……

"If you treat black people equally, just treat them equally. If you treat them purple, just give them only to your own people? Treat them differently..."

"Former, senior?"

After being stared at Yang Yu for a few moments, Li Ningyang, who looked like an old beggar, couldn't help but tremble.

"Let's go, what's good for Qianshan Mansion? I'm hungry!"

Yu Yang came to his senses.

He didn't care much about the entanglement of disaster.

Destiny is illusory, but the body is in a secluded state. Yang Yu can also touch some veins in a vague way.

He vaguely realized that his ability to arrive in this world smoothly was probably related to this so-called disaster energy.

only……

He came here for practice, advancement, immortality, and to kill children in the Nine Heavens to crush their bones and expel them from ashes.

It's not here to block the disaster.

What does it have to do with your whale swallowing the disaster energy that is contaminated by all worlds?!

However, before leaving the forest, Yang Yu suddenly raised his hand and a flash of lightning, destroying all the places where Li Ningyang burned his body.

...

The Qianshan Prefecture, or the currency of the Qianyuan Dynasty, did not have it.

But gold seemed to be hard currency. After taking out a few gold leaves, he occupied Qianshan Mansion, the largest restaurant, the 86th floor of the Immortal House, by the window, and the best elegant seat.

Yes, eighty-sixth floor.

Standing by the window, Yang Yu looked down at this ancient city and felt the different style of the other world than the mountains and seas.

At this moment, he realized why Jiang Xiazi was a little disdainful when he mentioned the mountains and seas.

Compared with this Qianshan Prefecture City here, it is the Shendu of Wanlongdao and the most powerful city in the mountains and seas. It also looks overshadowed.

This is by no means a city that ordinary people who are still in the feudal system can create.

At first glance, there are many buildings as high as a hundred feet high. In the sky, corridors are intertwined, like corridors in the clouds crisscrossing the sky.

Between the clouds and mists, there are huge manors, and that is where the big family dominates this city.

The spiritual energy in the city is twice as high as the forest, above the sky and above the ground. There is a spirit gathering formation above this huge city.

And the Eye of the Formation is the manor of those big families.

"The Qianyuan Dynasty has more than 120 cities in such a magnificent city, and the Qianyuan Dynasty is only one of the three major dynasties under the jurisdiction of Cangjiangmen..."

Yang Yu took a deep breath, and the smell of spiritual qi was everywhere between his mouth and nose, but he did not absorb it.

The spiritual qi in Qianshan Mansion, or many cities with a spirit gathering formation, have their own spiritual qi.

If you want to breathe, you have to pay...

But this money is not gold, but gold spirit!

A thousand taels of gold can produce one tael of gold and ten thousand taels of gold. Only by obtaining one tael of gold essence can one tael of gold essence be produced.

Only one or two golden essence can freely breathe spiritual energy in the city, and the deadline is 111 years...

In terms of conversion, you can get at least a hundred taels of pure gold in a year.

Of course, this money was not handed over to the major families in Qianshan Prefecture City, but to Cangjiangmen, or sects!

The Longquan Realm is a sect that governs the world, with the three sects of immortality, two sects of Buddhism, five sects of demonism, and seven sects of demonism, and the sects of the world.

All the rules come from them.

"If you can't cultivate the ten capitals, you won't be free..."
To be continued...