Bank of The Universe

In an unnamed mountain range, there is still the dilapidated Taoist gate, with faint grass, towering old trees around, and thick vines, covering the sun and moon, and covering endless darkness, it looks very gloomy.

Crackling!

A bonfire burned in the dilapidated and broken Taoist gate, because of the dry firewood and bamboo, it exploded from time to time.

The bonfire lit up the darkness, and there was no sunlight around here. If it wasn't lit, it would be too eerie.

But even a bonfire only illuminates a small area, and no other places are lit.

Zhong Ziqi is not afraid of these, he is a person of cultivation, his cultivation base is very powerful, he is in the epic realm, he is about to break through the Ninth Heaven of the Great Zun, and he is protected by a bunch of immortal artifacts, so he is not afraid of these ghosts and monsters.

With the bonfire burning, Zhong Ziqi closed his eyes and practiced his exercises to improve himself.

His leg injury has healed a long time ago, this is just a simple practice.

I reflect on myself three times a day, and only by persisting can I make progress, so Zhong Ziqi will sit cross-legged for a while every day to calm himself down.

call!

Exhaling a foul breath, Zhong Ziqi opened his eyes, looked at the bonfire, and his eyes became melancholy.

"It doesn't make sense." Zhong Ziqi muttered to himself.

The treasure map he got showed that there was a big treasure here, which was left by a once glorious Taoist sect.

But when Zhong Ziqi came here, except for meeting the devil for the first time, he was lucky enough to get a blood-red pocket watch to escape. After returning here, he searched all over a radius of 900 li, but found nothing.

This made Zhong Ziqi very puzzled.

He has been hunting treasures for three thousand years, and he has always believed in his own skills, and the treasure map is also real. It was painted by people of that era, and in the eyes of veteran Zhong Ziqi, it cannot be faked.

And it used to be a sacred place of Taoism, very majestic, but now it is covered by forests.

But adding all these truths together, Zhong Ziqi still couldn't find it.

"Could it be that I'm going to return empty-handed this time?" Zhong Ziqi asked unwillingly.

This time he lost two immortal artifacts, although the two immortal artifacts were not that important to him.

One fairy artifact is a broken and shapeless iron rod, and the other is an auxiliary blue sea wave map.

But no matter how you say it is a fairy weapon.

"Oh, I'll look for another two days. If I don't have any clues, I should go back." Zhong Ziqi looked at the bonfire, his eyes fascinated.

He thought of his hometown, his family, his beautiful wife and a pair of lovely children.

Thinking about it, Zhong Ziqi's eyes suddenly ignited a fire, and all the good memories were burned away.

"No..." Zhong Ziqi roared in pain, and stepped back in horror, away from the campfire, with a dull expression.

His beautiful wife, lovely children, kind parents, and the home of birds and flowers were all burned down by a fire that fell from the sky.

When Zhong Ziqi went back, everything was reduced to a pile of ashes.

At that moment, Zhong Ziqi collapsed.

He looked for the murderer everywhere, but no one knew the murderer.

Only the furnace that landed in his homeland with a fire in it!

The stove is not an ordinary thing, Zhong Ziqi has always carried it with him, and Zhong Ziqi remembers every detail of the stove, whether it is the pattern, shape, or the formation inside, Zhong Ziqi remembers it clearly Chu.

Why did Zhong Ziqi travel for nine days?

Why did Zhong Ziqi want to explore the secret realm?

Why did Zhong Ziqi collect all kinds of fairy artifacts?

All this is just to find out who is behind the kung fu furnace.

Zhong Ziqi didn't tell anyone about this, he wanted to find the murderer by himself and avenge the people he cared about.

However, with the passage of time, Zhong Ziqi now knew that he could not take revenge with his own ability.

He traveled almost all kinds of secret places in the past nine days, but he didn't find anything related to the stove.

"I really can't take revenge?" Zhong Ziqi asked dully.

No one can answer him.

Zhong Ziqi himself is not that kind of peerless genius. It took him three thousand years to cultivate to the peak of the epic realm, and he is still one step away from the realm of the great emperor, not to mention the supreme immortal.

On his own, he will never be able to break through the immortal in his life.

Zhong Ziqi looked at the bonfire in despair, thinking that he had collected so many fairy artifacts, but in the end, he could use very few.

"If I can get a chance of revenge with the fairy artifact, I will not hesitate." Zhong Ziqi had a whim.

"Yes, trade, Tiandi Qianzhuang!" Zhong Ziqi's eyes suddenly lit up. He could go to Tiandi Qianzhuang, take all his fairy artifacts, and let Tiandi Qianzhuang avenge his wife, children, parents, and homeland.

"But, I don't have a pocket watch." Zhong Ziqi immediately became disappointed again.

Without a pocket watch, he couldn't enter Tiandi Qianzhuang.

If you can't get in, how can you talk about revenge?

boom!

At this moment, a blood-red light flickered in the darkness.

Zhong Ziqi's body shook, and he looked at it in disbelief, and another blood-red pocket watch appeared.

Tick, tick, tick!

The clear sound of the pocket watch rang in Zhong Ziqi's ears, making Zhong Ziqi stare at it obsessively.

Seeing hope in despair, Zhong Ziqi reached out tremblingly, and took the blood-red pocket watch.

"God helped me too, really God helped me too." Zhong Ziqi said excitedly.

boom!

But at this time, a figure appeared at the door, because there was no light outside, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but it was his thin figure.

Zhong Ziqi frowned, staring at this figure, which he had never seen before.

But looking at this momentum, menacing, it is not a good thing at first glance.

Zhong Ziqi watched intently, and put away the blood-red pocket watch first, this cannot be lost.

"Who is your Excellency?" Zhong Ziqi asked with a frown, and looked carefully, and unexpectedly found that the body's surface was cold, without temperature, and his limbs were a little stiff. More importantly, there was no true energy flowing in his body.

Like, a corpse!

But how do corpses move freely?

The visitor didn't answer Zhong Ziqi's question, but took a stiff step and entered the Taoist door thoroughly.

Because of flying for too long, the body is stiff, which is understandable.

The bonfire was burning, and after the corpse entered the Taoist gate, Zhong Ziqi saw his body immediately.

Large areas of corpse spots, pale skin, dead gray eyes, no emotion.

There are indications that this is a corpse.

Zhong Ziqi watched with a frown, raised his spirit, and was ready to attack at any time.

But in the next second, the corpse actually spoke.

"All encounters in this world are reunions after long absences, Mr. Zhong, long time no see."

The voice was very gentle, as if an old friend was greeting him. Zhong Ziqi didn't pay attention at first, but when he heard it at the end, he shuddered suddenly and was completely frightened.

The devil! ! !