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Chapter 2 Altar of Luck (please recommend and collect)

Deep in his mind, a mysterious nine-story altar floated in the endless void, simple and vicissitudes of life.

On top of the altar, there is also a purple-gold light that is ten feet high.

"This is……"

Yin Qi was shocked and dumbfounded.

How could he have this thing in his mind? Did it belong to his predecessor, or was it brought here by his soul?
Also, what does it do?
Perhaps knowing Yin Qi's doubts, the mysterious altar shook slightly, blooming with a layer of chaotic light, and then Yin Qi inexplicably got some more information in his mind, which was about the mysterious altar.

The origin and name of the mysterious altar were not introduced, but Yin Qi's role was told.

This mysterious altar has endless uses, but it currently only has four functions:
1: Consuming the corresponding luck can open the door to the heavens, allowing Yin Qi’s consciousness to experience the world of the heavens;

2: Consuming the corresponding luck can temporarily improve your understanding.

3: Consuming the corresponding luck can permanently increase your understanding.

4: Consuming the corresponding luck can improve the root and bone qualifications.

It can be seen that although the altar has endless wonderful uses, it still requires luck as a sacrifice. Let's call it the luck altar.

That purple-gold light that was ten feet high was Yin Qi's luck.

All things are born with luck, and if you have strong luck, gold will fall from the sky when you sit at home;
People with weak luck may choke to death if they drink cold water.

Yin Qi is the son of the Human Emperor, so his luck is of course purple and gold.

If it is a prince, it is golden.

If it is noble, it is red;
If it is a civilian, it is white.

The height of the aura represents the level of luck, which has nothing to do with status.

Ordinary people's luck is about one foot higher.

Yin Qi's luck is nearly ten feet high, which shows that he is a person with great luck. Otherwise, he would not have survived the Battle of the Gods safely, and he would have been named the king of the Song Dynasty as the king of the dead king and died in peace.

You must know that in the Battle of the Gods, even the direct disciples of the Tongtian Cult such as Sanxiao, Zhao Gongming, and Jinling Shengsheng have fallen. This shows the cruelty of the Battle of the Gods.

"This is my golden finger!"

Yin Qi was pleasantly surprised and let go of his dreams.

Originally, he just wanted to become a god, but now that he has an altar of luck, wouldn't it be nice to be a great immortal?
Becoming a god will be limited by the list of gods and become a worker for 966 blessings, while cultivating to become an immortal can roam freely between heaven and earth, unfettered and carefree.

Even since he can travel across the heavens, how can Yin Qi be willing to just be an immortal!
If you are not holy, you will end up as ants.

Why can saints be so superior? Why do they have to involve the great merchants in what kind of killing and calamity they want to accomplish?

At this moment, something called ambition is taking root and sprouting.

Now that he is here, and since he will be capable in the future, how can he sit back and watch the various religions use heaven and earth as a chessboard and all living beings as chess pieces to push the great merchants into the abyss?
He is firmly seated as the Human Emperor.

Not only because becoming the Human Queen will be blessed by the luck of the human race, he can better develop the altar of luck, but also because only by becoming the Human Emperor can he realize his grand ambition and lead the human race to rise again.

The three emperors were imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave, and the human race completely lost their right to speak, allowing the gods and Buddhas to slaughter them all over the sky.

This is a disgrace to the human race.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Hearing the concerned call in his ear, Yin Qi came back to his senses.

He looked at Zhou Ji, who had a worried face, and naturally held her delicate hand. He smiled heartily and said, "My beloved, don't worry, I'm fine."

Zhou Ji breathed a sigh of relief and said with a sweet smile: "Your Highness, just think about it. The position of the Human Emperor seems to be high, but it also bears the heavy responsibility of the entire world and has no free time. I feel that it is very difficult for us to do this. good."

She thought Yin Qi had figured it out, but Yin Qi didn't explain and said, "My dear concubine, I'm still a little uncomfortable and want to continue sleeping for a while."

Zhou Ji nodded and said, "Your Highness, please rest first. I will come back in the evening."

Yin Qi nodded and said to the other four maids: "You can go down too."

The four maids were a little at a loss, but looking at Yin Qi's stern eyes, they could only salute: "Yes, Your Highness."

Squeak!

The heavy door was slowly closed, and the light in the entire dormitory dimmed a lot.

Yin Qi turned over and sat up, thinking about how to use Qi Luck.

Zhang Gao's luck seems to be a lot, but for Yin Qi, it is actually a bit stretched, because whether it is to improve his understanding and foundation, or to open the gate to the heavens, he needs to consume a lot of luck.For example, even opening a passage to a low martial world requires at least one foot of luck.

And to improve the root bones and permanently improve the understanding, more luck is required.

According to the information transmitted to him by the Luck Altar, root bones can be divided into nine levels: ordinary, inferior, medium, superior, genius, genius, fairy bone, god and demon, and chaos god and demon.

The higher the root bone, the greater the potential and the faster the cultivation speed.

For example, the predecessor Yin Qi was just an ordinary person. Let alone cultivating immortals, it was difficult to achieve anything in martial arts.

Generally speaking, cultivating immortals is more difficult than practicing martial arts. Therefore, there are many martial arts practitioners in the human race. They only need lower-level bones to embark on the path of martial arts, but those who cultivate immortals need at least high-level bones.

As for understanding, it can also be divided into nine levels: ordinary, inferior, medium, superior, genius, genius, fairy bones, gods and demons, and chaos gods and demons.

Although his predecessor Yin Qi had ordinary bones, his understanding was excellent.

According to the classification of the altar, his understanding is classified as a genius, and he is among the best in the Great Shang Dynasty.

Yin Qi merged with Yin Qi's soul, and naturally inherited the other person's understanding.

There are even faint signs of reaching the genius level due to the fusion of souls.

"There is no need to improve your understanding for the time being. When you have to use it, you can use Qi Luck for short-term improvement, which consumes less Qi Luck. But if you have roots, you need to improve them as much as possible. This is related to the progress of cultivation and future potential. .”

"At the same time, we must leave enough luck to open the door to the world."

Yin Qi secretly thought about it.

An ordinary person's luck is one foot high, so he should leave two feet high to be on the safe side.

Opening the door to the world of low martial arts also requires one foot.

According to the altar, the higher the world level, the more luck is needed to open the door to the world.

Yin Qi finally decided to go to the low martial arts world first, firstly because the risk was low, and secondly, he also needed to lay the foundation for his cultivation.

Although it is only consciousness that goes to the world of the heavens, once he dies, his body will also be severely damaged.

At the same time, he has to keep a foot of luck as backup, which adds up to four feet.

And one foot is ten feet, so what he can use is six feet of luck.

Thinking of this, Yin Qi communicated with the altar with his mind: "How much can six feet of luck improve the bones?"

"genius!"

In the dark, a loud voice sounded in Yin Qi's mind.

"Genius, that's enough for now."

"Altar, upgrade my bones to genius level."

"as you wish!"

The loud sound sounded again, and then the ten-foot-high purple-gold aura diminished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, Yin Qi felt that a mysterious power emerged out of thin air, and soon surged throughout his body, making him feel as if countless ants were gnawing at him, causing itchiness and pain.

Yin Qi gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it.

He couldn't make a sound, lest someone outside the house would hear them and cause trouble if they came in.

Gradually, the pain became stronger and stronger.

Yin Qi felt as if there was a force that was crushing him into pieces and reshaping him. This feeling may not be as good as being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, but it was comparable to ordinary torture.

I don't know how long it took, but Yin Qi felt that he was about to faint from the pain, and the pain quickly subsided.

"That's it?"

Yin Qi got out of bed and waved his arms casually, not feeling anything different.

Maybe you can only know it after practicing.

However, there is no rush to cultivate for the time being. He has to go to the palace now to settle the matter of competing for the position of human emperor. Otherwise, if Emperor Yi canonizes Yin Shou as the prince, everything will be over.

"Come here, change clothes, prepare the car!"

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(End of this chapter)