Zhang Qijie was choosing masks with great interest. The stall owner was a stone man, but his hands were very skillful. The masks he made were all unique and full of different customs of different ethnic groups.
He picked two, held one in his hand to play with, and when he felt interested he wore it at village gatherings. There were many people like him who wore a mask.
"So, you came to the Seven-Colored Secret Realm because you had no choice?" This is different from what Zhang Qijie had guessed before, but it doesn't matter, no one knows anyway.
Mu Qiqi nodded and said yes. He did not hide the whole story in front of Zhang Qijie. He even asked Zhang Qijie to take him out of the Seven-Colored Secret Realm and did not dare to lie to him. Although he was only a marginal member of the Mu Clan, Mu Qiqi knew very well that the methods of high-level warriors were beyond his imagination.
Zhang Qijie thought for a moment and said.
"I was not born in the Thousand Elephants Territory as a member of the Wood Clan. I had planned to cultivate to the Demigod Realm and then go to the Thousand Elephants Territory to continue my cultivation. I came to the Seven Colors Secret Territory by chance."
"Although we were born differently, all the spirits in the forests of the Great Wilderness are from the same clan. If you wish, I will take you with me when I leave."
How could Mu Qiqi not be willing? He immediately thanked him. Regardless of whether he was born in the Thousand Elephants Domain or not, as long as he was a forest spirit, he was one of his people and could be trusted.
After a little hesitation, Mu Qiqi asked, "Grandmaster, I have a few companions who have also mistakenly entered the Seven-Colored Secret Realm. I wonder if you can bring them back to the Great Wilderness Realm."
Zhang Qijie was wearing a mask and tapping on another mask in his hand, engraving the array pattern.
The mask is made of ordinary material and cannot bear too many array patterns, but it is very simple to use to communicate with him.
"Yes, as long as they are willing." It doesn't matter whether he leads one or a group. It's not a big problem for Zhang Qijie.
Even for Zhang Qijie, if he wanted to leave, he didn't need to complete the task of the red light layer.
He could directly break through the space, escape from the colorful secret realm and return to the Great Wilderness Realm.
Demigods and true gods can do this, but with the power of demigods and true gods, they cannot cross the restrictions of the Seven-Colored God King. They must complete the task before entering the next level.
Leaving is easy.
This is also the reason why after each tribe obtained the token of the seven-colored secret realm, most of them handed the token to the demigods or true gods in the tribe and let them come and explore.
It's not just the demigods and true gods of various races. When they come in, they will also bring some talented younger generations to train, and take them away when they leave.
Give the mask to Mu Qiqi, the two
After a while, Mu Qiqi left.
Zhang Qijie looked curious.
"This person's experience makes him look like a child of luck, but judging from his luck, it is not very strong. Among warriors of the same level, he is just average."
"The body is just an ordinary fire apricot tree. It has some talent for the two paths of wood and fire, but its natural affinity is not even first-rate."
"But the interesting thing is that I actually think he will achieve something."
"A whim? Did my divine sense sense a glimpse of the future? Or did something else influence me?"
With the power of demigod flowing in his body, he silently practiced the secret technique of clearing his mind and purifying his soul, trying to find the thing that had affected him.
Nothing was found.
However, the more this happened, the more Zhang Qijie wanted to find out the reason.
His vision is so high, how could he look at a junior differently after just meeting him once? The key point is that he can't find out why he looks at him differently, which is quite interesting.
Since he couldn't find the cause with his demigod power, he could only think of other ways.
Take yourself as the coordinate and focus the attention of the entity.
The Seven-Colored God King used many methods in the secret realm. With Zhang Shen's strength, it was difficult to break through by force. He could find the flaw, but that was too troublesome and would take a lot of time. Zhang Shen had a better way.
After many clones have improved their cultivation to the level equivalent to that of a demigod, a passage connecting to the physical world will open in their bodies.
Through this channel, Zhang Shen can transfer power to each clone, no longer limited to transferring power only between him and Lin Fanyun.
Unfortunately, among Zhang Shen’s current clones, not many have the cultivation level of demigods.
The power of the original body surged, and the world before Zhang Qijie's eyes changed. Everything he saw and heard went deeper into the essence.
He looked in the direction of Mu Qiqi again and found Mu Qiqi through the mask he gave him.
Finally, I realized that there was something unusual going on from Mu Qiqi.
He saw a mist.
This did not satisfy him, so he pushed his divine eyes to their limit and broke through the layer of fog.
"This is." Zhang Qijie was surprised. If he wasn't knowledgeable, he wouldn't have been able to recognize what was behind the fog.
The thread of fate!
An extremely thin strand of fate was entangled with Mu Qiqi.
Zhang Qijie follows the thread of fate to find his roots
Tracing back to the source, suddenly, both eyes felt a pain and blood gushed out, and both pupils were instantly torn and shattered, covered with cracks.
He quickly looked away, not daring to peek again.
He immediately dug out his own eyes. Without the power of his body, his eyeballs rotted instantly and emitted an unbearable odor.
"Phew, if I was a second slower, the backlash would be transmitted through my eyes to all parts of my body, and then I would be in trouble."
Zhang Qijie was still in shock. He had only glimpsed a little bit of the edge and hadn't seen anything useful when he suffered a backlash. He could imagine how great the danger was behind the thread of fate on Mu Qiqi's body.
But it was not all in vain.
"If there is an unparalleled strong man plotting against Mu Qiqi behind the scenes, the backlash from my spying just now would not just be the loss of a pair of eyes."
The backlash that even the original body's power could not resist was too rigid, as if it was a passive reaction after being stimulated. It did not seem like someone was secretly controlling it.
This made Zhang Qijie think of a possibility.
Fate is entangled.
In this world, besides those who are born with luck and geniuses, there is another kind of people. These people may not have great talent or luck, but are just ordinary in every aspect.
But they will face constant tribulations throughout their lives. If they can overcome them, they will be able to continuously transform and gain countless benefits. If they cannot, they will die directly and become an insignificant grain of sand in the vast world.
This kind of people are called destiny robbers.
"All living things in the world are subject to fate. Every life is more or less connected to everything else. Almost every life is a calamity of fate."
"But the power of destiny in ordinary people is so weak that it is imperceptible."
"Only by constantly experiencing and overcoming disasters can the power of destiny in them gradually grow stronger."
"Although the power of destiny in Mu Qiqi is still very shallow, it is much stronger than that of warriors at the same level."
Zhang Qijie figured out the key to this, and also understood what was coming back to bite him.
It was fate, he almost looked directly into the river of fate!
That was simply not something he could access now.
"It's just the thread of fate. If fate flows straight, it's fine. But the long river of fate? Forget it. Unless you are a God King, you can't look directly at it. Even if you want to deeply peek into the long river of fate, that's something only a God Emperor can do."