"This is not a soft-hearted person... Lin family boy, you are playing with fire!"
In the 49th city of Zhenzi, deep in the forest to the north of the city, there was an ordinary mountain stronghold. Three large flying boats were suspended above the mountain stronghold, and several True Immortals were sitting on the bows, chatting aimlessly.
This village has a name as ordinary as its appearance, "Tie Shi".
But the master behind it is not ordinary at all, it is the Hunyuan Luotian Sect, a big sect that ranks among the Taoist sects. This Tieshizhai is one of the strongholds of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect in Zhenmo Ridge, which is specially used to do some things that are not easy to show up.
In a not-so-conspicuous house in the corner of the mountain village, an old acquaintance of Lu Yi, Wanxiang, the former great leader of the Yuanling Tiansenluo Sect, was looking at the image floating in a bright light with a smile, and heard Lin Haoran's words just now very clearly.
"But, that's fine."
Vientiane is in a good mood.
"If Fahai really did something to you... He would certainly die, and the big backer behind him, hehe, would also collapse?" Wanxiang smiled brightly. The power of the Qingyang Lin family was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary sects and families in Liangyitian.
With the Lin family's eleven Dao Lord-level great powers joining forces and the power of three saints behind them, even the Prison-Suppressing Buddha Xuanguan would be helpless in the face of such pressure, right?
Next to Wanxiang, sat a middle-aged man wearing a water and fire Taoist robe, with a sanctimonious, calm and determined look.
In terms of seniority, he was the ancestor of Wanxiang several generations ago, and was once the leader of the Senluo Sect, a great man who ascended from the Yuanling Heaven to the Liangyi Heaven. After years of hard work in the upper realm, he also reached the level of Zhenjun, which is equivalent to the cultivation of the great bodhisattva of Buddhism, and also got a very good position in the Hunyuan Luotian Sect.
For example, all the sixteen mountain strongholds set up by Hunyuan Luotian Sect along the line of Zhenmo Ridge, with tens of thousands of brave and courageous monks, were under his command. All the income and all the income and expenditure of Hunyuan Luotian Sect in the wild mountains were also controlled by him alone.
In addition, the disciples of the Hunyuan Luotian Sect who were training in the major towns in Zhenmo City, all publicly established businesses, and the large and small forces that had cooperative relationships with these businesses and the sixteen mountain strongholds outside the city, all the interpersonal networks woven by all of these, and the various interest relationships, were all supervised by him alone.
"Back then, not long after I ascended to heaven, I followed the headmaster to the Qingyang Mountain Taoist ancestral temple as an incense boy to burn incense and make offerings to the Taoist ancestor. At that time, I met the current head of the Qingyang Lin family, Lin Haoran. He was just a child at the time and was serving the head of the Lin family."
The middle-aged man with the Taoist name Qing Nang smiled calmly and said, "He is a little older, but his appearance is exactly the same as it was back then. I think he would never have thought that in this Demon Suppression City, he would actually meet someone who had seen his true appearance back then."
Taoist Qingnang smiled coldly: "So, what is the illegitimate son of Lin Haoran from a small family in a remote place? It is clearly Lin Haoran, the eldest son of the Qingyang Lin family, the ancestral home of Taoism!"
“What a ruthless move!” Taoist Qingnang murmured, “Wanxiang, maybe we don’t need to plan anything anymore… Just Lin Haoran can easily crush Fahai, and the master’s anger will be gone!”
Wanxiang hesitated for a moment, seemed to be about to speak, and then revealed a very bright smile.
Taoist Qingnang stood up and waved his hand towards Wanxiang: "Forget it, let things take their own course here... No matter why the 'crown prince' of the Qingyang Lin family has set his sights on Fahai, it's a good thing anyway, and it will save you the risk and trouble."
"I am leading a team here this time to explore a newly discovered secret house in the southern wilderness. The team has already set off, and I stayed here for two more days for you." Taoist Qingnang looked at Wanxiang with a stern gaze and said softly: "In the future, in Hunyuan Luotian Sect, get closer to the disciples of the Senluo lineage who originated from Yuanlingtian. In this way, if there are any troubles, you will have more help."
Wan Xiang felt the love and care from the 'real' 'master and elder'. He bowed to the Taoist Qing Nang solemnly and said sincerely: "I am a new disciple and I don't know the obstacles. In the future, I hope the master can give me more guidance and support."
Taoist Qingnang nodded in satisfaction, smiled, turned around and turned into a soft water light and was about to escape.
Suddenly, accompanied by a thunderclap, a bloody and sturdy monk fell heavily from the sky, blood splattered everywhere, and even half of his broken arm flew more than ten feet away. The seriously injured monk hit the ground and created a half-foot-deep pit. The "Thunderbolt Golden Shuttle" he used to escape also exploded with a "crack" the moment he landed. The broken fragments flew far away, hitting the wall of the house full of holes.
Sharp whistles were heard from all directions at the same time, and dozens of True Immortals, with nearly a thousand elite monks, quickly surrounded them from all directions.
Taoist Qingnang suddenly emerged from the water light. He rushed to the fallen monk in one step and grabbed his shoulder. With a shake of his hand, a blood-colored pill flashing with strange light flew out of his hand and fell directly into the mouth of the seriously injured monk.
There were seven or eight transparent wounds on his body, three burnt wounds from lightning and fire, and a claw mark deep in his back, which kept gushing out green pus and blood. After swallowing the pill, the seriously injured monk's body twitched slightly, and blood plasma mixed with internal organ fragments kept coming out of his mouth.
After a cup of tea, the seriously injured monk opened his eyes and grabbed the sleeve of Taoist Qingnang.
“Master… Grandmaster, it’s over, it’s over… Our team is all finished!” the seriously injured monk screamed, “We… We… The geomagnetic field is chaotic, the space is distorted, our flying boat crashed into the battlefield of the Poison Flame Demon Cave and the Thunder Horn Barbarian, and we were attacked by them… All of our fellow disciples are finished… Disciple, we relied on the Thunderbolt Golden Shuttle to escape with great difficulty!”
Taoist Qingnang's body shook.
Wanxiang's body also shook violently.
Taoist Qingnang personally led the team this time, deep into the wild mountains, in order to explore a secret palace that had just been born from heaven and earth and was accidentally discovered by a previous expedition team of Hunyuan Luotian Sect.
According to the analysis of that small expedition team, that secret residence is likely to have nurtured innate spiritual roots of sufficiently high grade.
In the world of cultivation, once an object is associated with the word "innate", it will be a good thing that even Buddhas and Taoist masters will covet... Therefore, Taoist Qingnang personally led a group of elite men to the Demon-Suppressing Ridge!
Three giant flying boats carried six thousand elite monks, including nearly a thousand True Immortals!
Each of these six thousand cultivators was an elite, and most importantly, they were all direct disciples of the so-called "Senluo lineage" within the Hunyuan Luotian Sect. Leaders among them were naturally the mighty elders who had ascended to the Senluo Sect from the Yuanlingtian realm. The others were also disciples recruited by these mighty elders in the Liangyitian realm.
All things naturally belong to the "Senluo lineage".
The 'Senluo lineage' is Wanxiang's real support and real backers in Liangyi Heaven; they are Wanxiang's 'own people'!
Six thousand elite troops were dispatched this time, including nearly a thousand True Immortals. This was a big move by Taoist Qingnang, and it was also an extremely important and costly action for the "Senluo Lineage"!
But out of the six thousand elite soldiers, only one lucky True Immortal of the twenty-sixth level managed to escape!
"How could this be?" Taoist Qingnang said in a panic, "This route has been carefully surveyed more than ten times. Along the way...along the way...there are also precious treasures to suppress the chaotic geomagnetism. How could this be..."
The cultivator who had just recovered his breath looked at Taoist Qing Nang helplessly: "In a cave, the earth's core magnetic field exploded, causing the void to distort, and directly sent us into a battlefield between the demons and barbarians... Three heavy ships were directly shattered, and 90% of our fellow disciples fell with the heavy ships... The remaining 10% of our fellow disciples were attacked by the demons and barbarians..."
Taoist Qingnang looked pale.
Wanxiang also looked at Taoist Qingnang anxiously.
Normally, Taoist Qingnang should have set out with this large-scale exploration team. However, after seeing Wanxiang, Taoist Qingnang stayed in Tieshizhai for two days, just to talk to Wanxiang and give some advice to this "direct disciple".
Who could have thought that after just two days of stay, the entire exploration team would be wiped out?
The 'Senluo Lineage' has undoubtedly suffered a heavy blow... The loss of manpower is one thing, but Taoist Qingnang must be held responsible for this heavy loss. Then, his position in the Hunyuan Luotian Sect may be shaken by the top leaders of other factions who are still eyeing him. This is undoubtedly a huge challenge for the entire 'Senluo Lineage'.
Even Wanxiang could imagine what chaos would happen within the entire Hunyuan Luotian Sect once the Senluo lineage and other factions fought for the position of Qingnang Taoist!
"Ancestor!" Wanxiang looked cautiously at the Taoist Qingnang, who had a pale face and purple lips.
"How is this possible? It doesn't make sense!" Taoist Qing Nang muttered, "Every time I travel, I go to my old friend to ask for a divination... This time the divination clearly indicates great luck and a great return... How could it be that I would suffer heavy losses and complete defeat?"
"My old friend, he, he, his Tianji hexagram, how, how..."
Taoist Qingnang suddenly lost his Taoist faith for unknown reasons, and the magic power in his body became disordered.
On his chest, hidden under his water and fire Taoist robe, there was a golden ring with two golden dragons connected head to tail. The golden ring with a simple and heavy shape suddenly shook steadily... This golden ring was obviously a rare treasure, and it was obviously not owned by Taoist Qingnang himself. In other words, the thing was his, but it was obviously not fully refined and controlled.
As the magic power was disrupted, the golden ring suddenly vibrated, and waves of terrifying acquired Xinjin Yuanci mysterious light turned into a silver-white torrent visible to the naked eye, sweeping around in circles with a piercing "buzzing" sound of magnetic field vibrations!
The cultivator who had just recovered from a serious injury was a great master after all. He took the time to lay a thick layer of immortal power shield on his body, protecting his body as he fled out, while shouting in a hoarse voice: "Master uncle!"
Vientiane is in trouble!
With his limited cultivation level and his low response efficiency, he was hit hard by the silver-white magnetic light.
There was a muffled sound, and all things screamed miserably.
His immortal body was shattered, and was directly transformed into a puff of blood-colored smoke by the dense and soft Yuanci Xuanguang, each ray of which was as heavy as a mountain and as sharp as a knife. This Yuanci Xuanguang was better at attacking the soul, and Wanxiang's true immortal status was smashed to pieces with a few "crackling" sounds, and the not-so-strong soul disappeared directly.
Taoist Qingnang's reaction was quite quick. He shouted angrily, formed seals with his hands, and pointed a finger at the restless golden ring, forcibly suppressing this ancient treasure that he had borrowed from his big backer.
At the same time, a rapidly changing fairy light like raindrops fell from him, firmly protecting a faint wisp of soul that escaped from the core of Wanxiang's soul.
"This... this... this is my fault!" Taoist Qingnang looked at the wisp of Yuan Ling of Wanxiang helplessly and scratched the back of his head in distress.
Well, another of our ‘outstanding’ disciples has joined!
Why am I so unlucky today?
It was simply that after all these years of ascending to Liangyi Heaven, today was truly the most unlucky, most embarrassing, and most confusing day for him!
Taoist Qing Nang is a very cautious person, even a little superstitious, otherwise he would not ask one of his old friends to tell him his fortune every time before going out to do something important.
He weighed the floating Wanxiang Yuanling in his hand, thinking about finding a good family for Wanxiang to reincarnate, and the Taoist Qingnang muttered to himself: "This is strange, could it be that I have been cursed by some evil method? My own luck, and even the luck of my Senluo lineage, has been shaken by someone?"
"Otherwise, how could I be so unlucky today?"
Looking around, Taoist Qingnang saw large groups of people from Tieshizhai falling to the ground vomiting blood in all directions, large areas of building ruins that were shattered by the explosion of Yuanci Xuanguang, and many monks who were trembling with fear in their eyes as they looked at him.
Taoist Qing Nang was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice: "Be careful and alert, and quickly save the dying and the wounded. This is my responsibility. Something... went wrong. You all, don't panic, don't let your imagination run wild... Um, activate the long-range sound transmission array, I want to inform our sect of what happened here."
The chief of Tieshi Village stood up trembling, bowed to Taoist Qingnang, and pointed to the ruins of a small building that had been completely shattered. "Master...General Manager, the long-range sound transmission array was accidentally destroyed by you just now."
Taoist Qingnang's face turned pale and uncertain. He gritted his teeth, slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
Just when Qingnang Taoist and Wanxiang were caught in a mysterious trouble in Tieshi Village, all kinds of strange things happened all over Liangyi Heaven, just like the accidents that happened in the Qingyang Lin family.
The protagonists of these strange and bizarre events are mostly the cultivators who ascended to heaven with the help of the Supreme Immortal Edict by Yuan Lingtian!
Back then in Yuanlingtian, Bai Yuan and Yin Yuan threw out countless Supreme Immortal Edicts, nearly a million of them, which were distributed to countless cultivators like copper coins to beggars.
Afterwards, Lu Yi, Wan Xiang and others stirred up a great chaos in Yuanlingtian. Those cultivators who had obtained the Supreme Immortal Edict came out to get involved in the mess, and one after another activated the Supreme Immortal Edict to ascend!
This Supreme Immortal Edict comes from the Biluo Taoist Palace!
Therefore, all the monks who ascended to heaven were led to the Biluo Taoist Palace. After their identities were confirmed, some of the idle wanderers who had no roots in Liangyi Heaven simply took refuge in the Biluo Taoist Palace!
The treatment of these idlers who took refuge in the Biluo Dao Palace was much better than that of Bai Yuan, Yin Yuan, Yu Changle and others. At least they got a formal job and became formal employees of the Biluo Dao Palace!
As for the remaining more than 90% of the ascended monks, their own sect heritage is still preserved in the Liangyi Heaven. It’s just that some sects have developed well and have become giants, while some sects have developed poorly and have become third-rate existences.
However, since they had their own foundation, these cultivators left the Biluo Palace one after another and went to look for the forces established by their ancestors in Liangyi Heaven with great interest!
With the 'friendly help' of the Biluo Palace, the longest time for these ascended monks was only three months, and they successfully arrived at their own territory in the upper realm. After their identities were verified, they settled down comfortably and integrated into their hometown in the upper realm.
It didn't take these ascended monks a few years to condense the status of True Immortal.
Those who were good at fighting were incorporated into each family’s mountain patrol guards and external battle halls.
There are people who are good at refining elixirs, and every household has a special alchemy hall waiting for them to shine.
There are people who are good at refining equipment. Which sect in Liangyi Tian doesn’t have its own refining department?
Others were good at growing spiritual medicines, drawing talismans, raising poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, and even torture... In short, these cultivators who ascended from the lower realms with the help of the Supreme Immortal Edict were all very happy and soon lived an extremely prosperous life!
They also integrated into their own sect, connecting their own insignificant luck with the entire sect, like a drop of water merging into a lake or an ocean. In short, it was a perfect fusion, and they have been inseparable ever since.
Just when Lin Haoran pointed out Lu Yi’s guilt in person in Qingya Tower.
Just as various accidents continued to occur in Qingyang Mountain, the main home of the Qingyang Lin family.
Just when the Taoist Qingnang and Wanxiang were overwhelmed by the inexplicable losses, and even Wanxiang was reduced to only a wisp of his soul.
These cultivators who successfully ascended to the Yin-Yang Heaven with the help of the Supreme Immortal Edicts issued by the White Turtle also made small mistakes.
Those who were good at fighting suddenly encountered irresistible and powerful enemies when they were patrolling the mountains, guarding the mountain gates, or in conflict with hostile forces. Some were killed by flying swords, some were burned to death by flames, some were blasted to pieces by thunder, and some were directly hit by vicious curses and died without knowing how they died.
Those who were good at alchemy suddenly lost control of the alchemy fire. One of their mistakes was causing the alchemy furnace to explode, which not only killed them to pieces, but also alarmed their senior teachers who were refining alchemy next door. They failed to make the other's furnace of top-grade elixirs, which not only wasted countless materials, but also caused their senior teachers to spit out blood.
As for those who were refining weapons, they were even more unlucky. Those who failed in refining weapons and suffered mutilated limbs were fine, but there were three people who were the most unlucky. No one knew what kind of magical means they used to mobilize the underground fire veins drawn from their own sect's refining hall, and suddenly detonated the underground fire caves lingering under the entire sect!
Just like when Lu Yi detonated the underground earth lung furnace in Jianmen Sword City, the three sects, which could be considered medium-sized in size in Yuanlingtian, exploded with underground fire eyes before all the masters and powerful men could react. Most of the mountain gate’s base was blown up to the sky with a 'boom', and the casualties among the disciples were extremely heavy!
The three powerful men finally came to their senses, but it was too late to find the culprit to vent their anger!
The three weapon-refining freaks had already been completely vaporized in the first moment of the explosion, without even a trace of their spirit left behind... Even if they wanted to vent their anger on a 'ghost', they couldn't find a single real 'ghost'!
And those monks who grew spiritual herbs inexplicably killed several or a large area of ​​expensive spiritual herbs.
Someone else mixed the fertilizers and liquid fertilizer incorrectly, causing some highly poisonous medicinal herbs to grow rapidly, and the poison spread, killing a large number of innocent disciples.
Some people who were drawing talismans had their hands slip when making rough talisman pieces, and directly broke a large amount of expensive raw materials. Some people even accidentally ignited and exploded some important buildings when testing newly drawn talismans, causing huge losses to the sect.
Those who raise spiritual beasts eventually killed the mount of the head sect leader.
Someone who bred poisonous insects accidentally let some ancient poisonous insects escape from their cages, causing havoc within the sect and killing countless fellow disciples.
There were also magic monks who were good at refining corpses. They suddenly discovered that the raw materials of an ordinary iron flying zombie in their hands were actually from a certain ancient magic giant... With their help in refining, this ancient magic giant was forcibly resurrected in the form of half human and half corpse, and slaughtered most of the sect...
Well, those lucky ones who were good at torture did not make any big mistakes, but some people sprained their wrists, burned their skin and flesh while beating prisoners, and some even accidentally used the torture instruments on themselves, torturing themselves to the point of ecstasy, death, and re-death!
All these things happened almost simultaneously to nearly a million ascended monks within a short period of a quarter of an hour!
If the fortune of the sects to which these ascended monks belonged was like a huge water reservoir that never leaked a drop of water on a normal day... then, these monks who ascended to heaven because of the Supreme Immortal Edict sent by the white turtle were like sand holes on the dams of these reservoirs. Because of them, tiny leaks appeared on the dams, and wisps of fortune that originally belonged to the sects were quietly leaked out.
What's worse, those sects with strong foundations and profound heritage have just begun to leak their luck.
As for those small and medium-sized forces that did not have a strong foundation and did not have any valuable treasures to suppress the sect, it directly turned into a dam collapse. The fortune of the entire sect plummeted, and all the disciples were killed or injured. Many elders of the sect either died or were seriously injured, leaving a mess on the ground!
Somewhere in the Yin-Yang Heaven.
There is a vast expanse of white clouds under my feet and a clear and dim void above my head.
Several huge black-feathered cranes spread their wings and circled in the very high sky. Occasionally, a clear cry was like the edge of a sword, tearing through the coldness and silence of the void, making people inexplicably refreshed.
The ancient Taoist palace is quietly suspended on the cloud land. The overlapping Taoist palaces are simple and solemn, stretching for thousands of miles.
There are true immortal soldiers wearing golden helmets and golden armor stationed everywhere, countless immortals dressed in starry robes coming and going, exotic flowers and plants blooming everywhere, and dragons and phoenixes embellishing the pavilions.
In the endless void, a stream of emerald green smoke flowed out from an unfathomable place like a waterfall, silently rolling back for billions of miles and landing on a star palace that was entirely green.
The Star Palace emitted a round of emerald green fairy light, which completely engulfed the green smoke waterfall with a diameter of one hundred miles, without a single bit leaking out.
A majestic, grand, and unpredictable Taoist rhythm filled this round of emerald green fairy light... In all directions, countless immortal soldiers and generals, countless immortals and fairies, as long as they slightly raised their heads, they could see this round of emerald green fairy light shining on the sky, and feel that vast, lofty and unpredictable power, as if it controlled the fate of all things and grasped the mystery of destiny.
The Star Palace is clean and comfortable. Apart from the shining stars, there are not many magnificent furnishings.
A baby was suspended in the air, sleeping quietly.
The torrents of luck that ordinary powerful beings could not perceive but did exist, carrying with them the blessings and destinies of countless cultivators, countless true immortals, and countless large and small sects and family forces, gathered from all directions and converged on this tiny baby.
This baby's body is filled with an incredibly powerful force of destiny.
Under the transformation of this strange power, the existence of this baby has become extremely strange. Ordinary means cannot detect his existence at all. However, under the observation of certain special magical powers, he is an eternal and unmoving wheel of fate, hanging high in the void, slowly rotating, controlling, influencing, and even plundering and destroying the fate of countless people through countless threads of fate and luck.
Below the baby, a cloud bed that seemed unreal was quietly floating. On it was a stunningly beautiful girl who was as gorgeous as a peony, but with cold eyes and brows that made people afraid. She was only covered with a layer of veil and was leaning on the cloud bed with an expressionless face. Her eyes were as sharp as knives, and she was looking coldly at a figure standing a hundred feet in front of her, whose entire body was condensed by the sword light.
"What are you doing here?" the girl asked coldly.
"Of course there is something." The figure formed by the sword light spoke in a sonorous voice.
"What's the matter?" The girl frowned, then smiled coldly as if she had suddenly realized something: "Yes, we are husband and wife, and we are expecting a child... On weekdays, I control you very strictly, and you dare not cheat outside, and you don't even have a personal maid... I understand."
"Today's situation is very good, and I'm in a good mood, so I'll reward you this time!"
The girl stretched her body and posed in an extremely seductive posture: "Come on, we are husband and wife after all. Although I am not very interested in some things, it doesn't hurt to have a taste of it occasionally."
The figure trembled slightly, and the sword light around him became stronger, and a buzzing sound was constantly emitted.
"Taiwei, I'm not doing this for such a small thing..." the figure said angrily.
The girl still maintained that extremely seductive posture. She looked at the figure in surprise. "It's not the case. Why did you come to me? To plead for our daughter? Haha, you know it won't work. This is about the great principles, you know. And before we got married, I told you clearly about this matter, and you agreed, didn't you?"
The figure exhaled: "That is Bai Yuan's fate. I... since it is destined, I don't care. But, aren't you a little too greedy?"
"The Chi family, the Gu family, the Jiang family, the Gongsun family... Which of these families is easy to mess with? Why are you involving them?"
"That's fine, but as for the Qingyang Lin Clan, I just found out today that you actually included the Qingyang Lin Clan in your plan... Do you know what happened in Qingyang Mountain just now?"
The girl narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "I didn't expect that you have built up some power over the years. You actually knew about the movements in Qingyang Mountain so quickly? That's right, the Qingyang Lin family also has children involved in this matter!"
With a cold smile, the girl shook her head gently: "But, it's not that I intentionally involved them."
The figure said in a deep voice: "You didn't do it on purpose? You didn't take the initiative?"
The girl raised her head, looked at the baby floating above her head, and said calmly: "Even if it is, what are you afraid of? If it succeeds, I will be promoted to a sage, who can come to me to reason? If it fails, you and I will become ashes, are you still afraid that someone will come to us to reason?"
The figure sighed softly, and sword lights flickered around him, transforming into endless images, all of which were bizarre, magnificent things like the stars, sun and moon. His sword intent filled the void, shaking the waves of luck that were rolling around him.
The girl narrowed her eyes, and the coldness on her face suddenly disappeared without a trace. She smiled very charmingly: "Forget it, I know you are also a proud and arrogant person who can't sit still... so..."
A woman with her hair tied up in a high bun, nine golden phoenix hairpins in it, and wearing a black gown embroidered with a pattern of a phoenix facing the rising sun with blood-red silk thread, suddenly came in hurriedly. She exuded an extraordinary and luxurious aura, like a stunning woman who looked like an empress.
The woman walked past the figure formed by the sword light without looking around, and came straight to a point three feet in front of the cloud bed. She knelt on the ground respectfully, and held up a slender, white jade sceptre with both hands.
"Master, there is a discrepancy in the number!"
The woman was extremely beautiful, but her voice was extremely deep and magnetic, and contained unfathomable divine power. She spoke softly, and waves of sound rolled and undulated in the Star Palace Hall, even the sword light around the figure was shaken and became empty.
"Huh? What's the difference?" The girl who was posing in a seductive posture on the cloud bed suddenly sat up, and regardless of the veil slipping from her shoulders, she snatched the jade sceptre from the woman's hand.
The woman lowered her head and said softly, "According to the information sent back by the spies in various places, I have just calculated that in the past twelve hours, the amount of luck that has been shifted is 986,720,000 kalpas... However, the amount of luck that has actually been shifted back is only 306,333 kalpas!"
The woman leaned forward, her voice inexplicably lowered by three tones: “There is a fortune of six hundred million kalpas, inexplicably… was… was… was… disappeared!”
The girl turned into a ball of light!
Thick, surging, and radiant, it was like a hundred thousand suns suddenly exploding fiercely in a fist-sized space. Groups of thick and terrifying Dao rhymes surged and rushed. In the hall, the stunning woman and the figure groaned at the same time, and were shocked by the unstoppable Dao rhyme fluctuations and vomited blood. They were blasted thousands of miles away and crashed into the wall of the Xinggong Hall.
A huge moon with sharp edges and unpredictable light appeared above the girl.
This moon disc seems illusory and seems to be constantly jumping and flickering, full of unpredictable rhythms... In this moon disc, faintly visible green light wheels are slowly rotating. The core of the light wheel is a spindle-shaped spiritual light, which involves countless extremely fine rays of light.
Following these rays of light that are constantly jumping, growing, but at the same time constantly breaking and annihilating, one can see countless looming mortals, beasts, birds, insects and snakes, as well as cultivators of varying levels of cultivation and powerful immortals with terrifying strength.
Their reproduction, their living and sleeping, their every move, every word, every thought, will reflect a subtle force of luck, which will meander along the light and be injected into this bright moon.
With every ray of luck that was injected into her, the girl's aura became stronger and more ethereal.
As for the creatures affected by the spindle light, their luck will be weakened a little. From time to time, some of them will suffer from various minor ailments, or encounter irresistible disasters from heaven.
A low, angry roar came from the girl's rosy little mouth.
A thousand-foot-diameter, dazzling mirror slowly emerged from the moon. The girl bit her tongue, and a stream of blood sprayed onto the mirror, which was shining brightly and emitting phantom light. Then she formed seals with her hands and began to silently recite the mantra.
The moon wheel above her head began to rotate slowly, and the light wheels in the moon wheel began to rotate rapidly. The countless spindles in the light wheels began to "buzz", and countless light threads filled the void, constantly drawing unpredictable forces of destiny from the phantoms of those living beings to push this thousand-foot treasure mirror.
"Who dares to obstruct the fundamental plan of our sect?"
The girl's eyes were emitting fierce and fierce light: "No matter who you are, if you dare to block my path to Taiwei... Hehe, I will find you, find you... Then, you, and everyone behind you, will all... turn into ashes!"
The girl... Bai Yuan's biological mother, the master of the Biluo Taoist Palace, the Taoist Taiwei Master, who is at the top of the Taoist realm and is ranked in the top ten in terms of comprehensive combat power!
Her father and mother are both among the Eighteen Sages of Taoism.
Especially her mother, who was listed as the 'Qingyang Sect' of Taoism.
Taoist Taiwei uses extremely evil secret techniques to steal luck and increase her cultivation. This is related to a major plan of the Taoist sect for many years, and is also related to her own plan to break through from the Taoist master realm to the sage realm and become the true leader of the Taoist sect!
Anyone who dares to mess with her in this matter...
She is bound to be attacked and killed with all her might by the Biluo Taoist Palace and the two saints behind her!
As long as we can find the person who did it!
As long as she can follow the trajectory of luck and fate and catch the person who did it!
On the top floor of Qingya Tower, Lu Yi broke out in a cold sweat on the back of his heart.
His cultivation has quietly grown to the twenty-fifth level of the True Immortal Realm!
This is simply...
This is simply...
It’s killing me!
This increase in cultivation is completely inexplicable!
Lu Yi felt extremely uneasy, even a little frightened - it seemed that he was involved in something extraordinary? But what kind of event would cause his cultivation to advance so rapidly with such an inexplicable efficiency?
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying sign came from nowhere.
This could not be considered a whim, Lu Yi felt like a baby in swaddling clothes, and an executioner with eighteen years of beheading experience was holding a ghost-head sword that had chopped off thousands of heads, and was gently placing it on his neck!
Once the murderous intent arises, then... Lu Yi will not be able to resist at all!
And the other party can easily take his life!
All the pores on his body tensed up, and the cold sweat oozing out of the lever on his back suddenly shrank back in fear. Lu Yi looked at Lin Haoran who was talking in front of him with lifeless eyes. He no longer cared to listen to what this guy was talking nonsense!
Compared to the terrifying omen that came from nowhere, Lu Yi really wanted to directly use the Fantian Seal to blow the boastful Lin Haoran in front of him to pieces!
Lu Yi even predicted that even if he killed Lin Haoran, killed Ximen Qing behind Lin Haoran, and even a group of dandy young men, and even killed all the cultivators in and around the Qingya Tower... the consequences and the crisis he would face would not be even one-tenth of the dangerous sign in the dark!
In my mind, the image of the three-eyed god was shaking violently.
Waves of strange lights filled Lu Yu's mind, and he suddenly realized - there was an extremely terrifying and powerful being who was using an innate spiritual treasure with terrifying power to deduce his identity, origin, and status... This method of deduction was extremely clever and profound. It was grabbing all the information related to Lu Yu directly from a high dimension that Lu Yu could not understand for the time being, from the most fundamental and original dimension!
Lu Yu even suspected... if that person really captured his existence, even his soul and the original origin of his spirit might be captured from the torrent of past years!
Once locked by that person!
Lu Yu, there won’t be any secrets at all!
Big crisis, terrible big crisis!
Lu Yu's body was trembling slightly, and his face turned pale!
Lin Haoran was happy to see Lu Yu, whose face had turned pale. He thought that Lu Yu was frightened by the crime he had accused him of. He glanced at Lu Yu with a smug look, then looked at Yin Yuan and Bai Yuan, who had gloomy faces, and said calmly, "You are simply filthy, obscene, shameless, and dirty... You... are truly a disgrace to all the Taoist friends in Liangyi Heaven!"
Raising his right hand, Lin Haoran said calmly: "As the head of the Demon Division of the 49th Town of Zhenzi, although I don't have to deal with prisoners...but it is also my duty to maintain the laws and regulations of the Demon Suppression City."
"Come here, bring the criminal Fahai and these two audacious criminals... to our company and tie them up!"
From all directions, beams of light were whistling towards them.
The seven generals and forty-nine captains of the forty-ninth town Demon Bureau of Zhenzi City, along with hundreds of True Immortal-level soldiers, surrounded them one after another.
There were also two generals whose cultivation had reached the twenty-fifth level of the True Immortal Realm. They strode up to Lu Yi, grabbed his arms, took out the golden lock and jade hook, put them around his neck, and were about to pin him to the ground.
At this moment, the small axe in Lu Yi's mind shook slightly and disappeared out of thin air.
After a snap of his fingers, the small axe returned to Lu Yi's mind, and its surface became even brighter and more lustrous.