There are three levels of fortune, fate, internal luck, and external luck.

Destiny is born with its own nature, and some people are lucky enough to be successful at any time. They can eventually realize their destiny and transform them into internal or external fortunes. Of course, a taboo dragon-slaying technique has been circulated in the Emperor and Han Dynasty, and even their destiny can be cut off, so they cannot be fully trusted.

External fortune is brought by the treasures of power, and it is erratic and may dissipate under the wind and rain.

Only internal luck can be relied on, regardless of extraordinary power. A core technology, knowledge and skills are internal luck.

Wu Ming looked at his fortune on a whim, just to be cautious. He looked at the luck above his head, the cauldron, the colorful clouds of the sun, moon and dragon swimming were suppressed by a pearl in the dark, disguised as a harmless red and white aura of people and animals.

At this time, the red and white aura shook because of the wisps of gray and black aura, like a poisonous snake hiding and biting it at any time. Fortunately, a layer of clear light slowly scattered, covering the boy himself and remained stable.

"Good guy, I didn't expect that Su Hou Zhu would suppress his luck and have this disadvantage." Wu Ming shook his head, but this wave was stable, and the disaster brought by the other party was not fatal, and he didn't have to manifest his fortune. His own internal luck alone was enough to deal with it.

He observed for a while before he felt relieved that the Taoist priests had strange magical magic, and many Taoist crafts that were used to influence the enemy by luck. He was just afraid that someone would exert influence in this conflict. Now it seems that it is simply a personal grudge.

Wu Ming turned out to be blessed land and entered a market that had been missing for a long time. This place was not Ping'an market near Qinzhuo Peak, but a "Tianqian Ghost Market" close to the Fudizhu Peak and a more advanced "Tianqian Ghost Market".

After a fog, the young Taoist priest saw wisps of green ghost fire emerging from the ground in the dim land, then floated on the bluestone slabs, silently floating towards the stone houses on both sides.

The streets are full of fog and the light is dim. Even Wu Ming doesn’t know where this market is, and it has a style of living a good life in the country.

The shadows of the Yin Gods were illusory, their faces were pale, covered in gray mist, and they passed by the stone house flutteringly, which was creepy.

Wu Ming also went to the countryside to follow the customs and summoned a cloud of clouds and mist to cover himself. He walked on the streets and selected the items he liked. After a while, he bought all the materials of Fulong Yuanyang Pill, a total of fifty Huangdi talismans.

Then he walked into a "Youjian Fu Shop" and planned to choose a formation for his cave.

But after wandering around for a while, Wu Ming shook his head secretly. The formations here were too expensive, and each set was no less than the price of a true talisman spell. He was short of money and bought a semi-finished array flag and a formation plate, with a total of fifty talismans.

"It's really like spending money." Wu Ming carried a bunch of spiritual materials and turned to look at the clerk who was smiling and sent him away with a respectful look. He couldn't help but wonder whether he would open a store to run it.

The young man was surging with clouds and mist, and the emperor's carriage rose up in the wind and left with ease.

In the air, a white cloud floated leisurely, which seemed slow, but was actually so fast that it blurred the ground. Large areas of grass and trees were thrown behind, and the strong wind whistled, but it became soft when it brushed across Yunluan.

Soon, Wu Ming saw a tall and steep mountain, surrounded by a large lake, birds and beasts falling down, appearing full of vitality and the mountains and rivers are suitable for each other.

A white rainbow penetrated the sky and sank into the strange mountain.

He restrained his magic and looked at the surrounding environment. The mountain was majestic and beautiful, with emerald green covering the mountain. The vigorous ancient trees growing wildly showed vitality and wildness. The dense ancient vines were entangled with each other, the winding paths were secluded, the strange rocks were rugged, and the appearance of a primitive jungle.

"The vitality is full of energy and the earth's veins are thick." Wu Ming commented with satisfaction, and the Yin God left his body immediately, measuring the mountains and measuring the spiritual acupoints with ease.

Soon he found three spiritual acupoints, all of which were key nodes of the mountain. Two were on the mountain, and the remaining one was very tricky. At the junction of the lake and the terrain, it went deep into the bottom of the river and lived in the mountain.

"I'm penniless. I have to decorate three houses when I buy a mountain. Let's first organize a spiritual cave in the mountain."

Wu Ming sighed and went to a spiritual cave on the side of the mountain with his body. Surprisingly, someone seemed to have lived there, and a cave worth dozens of feet in size was carved along the mountain.

Several stone chambers inside are separated by the planting room and alchemy room, and all the characteristics can be identified, but there is a layer of dust covering it, which has been left unattended for a long time.

But it doesn't matter. Wu Ming made a move to "Quining Dust Technique". A breeze blew by, and the accumulated dust, bird droppings, spider webs, insects and other filth disappeared without a trace, and had never been raised in the air.

The boy beat back and forth in the cave, and the Yin God gathered and dispersed, trying to find out if his ex had any items left behind. Unfortunately, the unknown Taoist priest cleaned up very cleanly and did not leave a single piece of spiritual material.

"It shouldn't be with my luck." Wu Ming was disappointed and stopped looking for it. He took out a bucket of cinnabar, lead and mercury, and advanced spiritual ink prepared with alchemy. It was dark red and had a strong spiritual content.

With his thoughts, a huge amount of spiritual power overflowed, rolled up a large piece of material and painted it on stone walls according to the pattern of the place of meditation.

Gradually, the stone wall was covered with patterns of mysterious fairy energy, and the delicate and exquisite curves were intertwined, reflecting a mysterious feeling. The already active spiritual energy was contaminated with a condensed meaning.

Then Wu Ming released the "sacrificial method", and a Taoist fruit appeared above his head. The mysterious light of Taichu sprinkled all over the cave, and an invisible Taoist rhyme spread. Practicing here was like facing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

When he arrived at the Taoist priest who taught the talisman, the witch blood in his body became more and more intense, and the method of sacrifice also evolved.

It is used to be used in the cave to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters. Hurricanes and earthquakes, or even wind, fire, water poisons and other disasters will quietly avoid the cave. In conjunction with the Taichu Taoist species that can listen to the Taoist seeds from time to time, the cave’s cultivation effect is no less than that of the pupa room.

Of course, the method of sacrifice also retains the effect of increasing spirituality. If the formation is arranged here, the power will be magnified. If it is presided over by a cultivator, the cave will be as solid as a golden soup, sweeping across all enemies in the Yin God Realm.

It was not over yet. Wu Ming threw out a formation flag, and saw in his mind the various true talismans and spells of "Blue Blood Dan Heart Technique" and "Yunluan Fengsheng Technique", and constantly engraved talismans on the flag made of spiritual jade.

After two days...

The mystery is lively and the cave is filled with Taoist charm, and a cloud of mist spreads to the outside world. A mountain forest is shrouded in hazy mist, quietly covering the cave.

In the stone chamber, Wu Ming sat cross-legged and a green jade plate above his head was rotating roundly, and a faint sense of tranquility spread. Everyone entering was always calm and their minds were active several times.

The dark and heavy fog that filled the body from time to time flashed with red light, which looked fatal and dangerous.

"I finally finished setting up the cave. This set of formations with three kinds of magic is named [Seven Evils Cloud and Fog Cleaning Formation]." Wu Ming was a little regretful. He did not carve the spiritual magic into it, otherwise the accuracy of the formation would increase by several levels.

There is no way, [Tactics and Talisman] has tried its best, and the formation is pretty good. It takes into account the three functions of cultivation, concealment, attack and defense. It is rooted in the spiritual acupoint and blends with the surrounding patterns and talismans, which is not weaker than a medium magic weapon.

Then he took out some items and furniture and placed them in the cave. The style suddenly became different. Although the sparrow was small and had all the organs, it was exquisitely arranged and full of fairy spirit.

Widths of spiritual qi in the air condense into colorful mist. Under the guidance of the formation, they gather in a small pool and refine into drops of crystal spiritual liquid. This is a spiritual pool specially made by Wu Ming, which is used to nourish the Huangdi talisman money that consumes spirituality, will be continuously produced from then on.

"Since you have already taken it for yourself, this peak should be named." Wu Ming showed joy like an old farmer in the harvest, pondered for a moment and said, "It's called Huanzhen Peak, return to the original state, and remind himself not to forget his original intention."
Chapter completed!