The death of a quasi-sage is no small matter, let alone a person as blessed as Zhenjun Fuze.
In this battle, Ning Fan destroyed the immeasurable blessings that True Monarch Fuze had accumulated throughout his life. After the battle, the vast blessings scattered across the world and had no owner to rely on, so they had to turn into golden light and wander around.
It is a pity that these blessings are blended with the evil aura of the quasi-sage's death. Among the golden lights, there is blood light. In this way, ordinary people would not dare to absorb and refine these blessings, so they simply ignore them.
Countless monks rushed back to Shishi Mountain, shouting words such as "The True Monarch of Morality is invincible" and "Senior Zhao is victorious", admiring Ning Fan for killing the master and disciple of the True Monarch Fuze.
Ning Fan didn't bother to pay attention to those fanatical cries. He was more interested in the blessings than being famous.
With his demonic behavior, why should he be afraid of a little quasi-sage evil spirit? Rather than letting these blessings completely dissipate, it would be better to swallow these blessings and use them for his use.
What is blessing?
The concept of blessing seems to be very similar to luck, but it is actually quite different.
People with good luck can frequently get great opportunities. For example, if someone is walking on the road and suddenly picks up tens of billions of Dao crystals, this is luck; when he turns around, he encounters cultivators and is killed to steal the treasure. This is luck. If you are not blessed, you will not be able to enjoy these windfalls.
People with good luck are different. People with good luck can be blessed, and people with bad luck can also be blessed. The quality of luck can affect gains and losses, but blessings often have nothing to do with gains and losses. As the old saying goes, a blessing in disguise is a blessing.
Luck can pave the way for you, but blessing can help you find a happy ending at the end of the road. The two are actually complementary, and together they make a complete circle.
This circle is called a good beginning and a good end.
Of course, it doesn't mean that if you cultivate your blessings, you will definitely get a good death, it just means that you have more opportunities to die a good death than ordinary people. If you believe that your blessings are boundless, but you want to cause trouble that you shouldn't, and your blessings are damaged, you will die as you should. Because of this, throughout the ages, the more blessed people are, the more they like to seek good fortune, avoid misfortune, and be kind to others. People like Fuzhenjun, who are blessed and prefer to cause trouble, are the rare exceptions and deserve to die.
"Luck is like an umbrella. It can block the wind and rain, but it may not be able to block all the wind and rain. If I choose to walk in the rain and go against the weather, my clothes will still be wet to some extent. Blessing is different. Blessing is fire, which dries the wetness on the body. The fire of anger, even if I accidentally get wet with rainwater, as long as the fire is warm enough, it will eventually dry the rainwater..."
Ning Fan muttered to himself, seeing that no one was restraining the blessings from the sky, he simply crossed his legs between the heaven and the earth, absorbing the blessings from the sky as if no one else was around.
Of course, all the quasi-saint evil spirits mixed in the blessing were also sucked away without leaving any trace behind. Seeing Ning Fan swallowing the quasi-sage evil spirit without turning red or breathing, the monks here in Beitian were shocked again!
Not only was he shocked by Ning Fan's advanced cultivation, but he was also shocked by Ning Fan's noble sentiments!
"In the land of Beitian, there may be other people who can kill True Monarch Fuze, but it would be difficult to find another person who dares to directly swallow the evil energy of a quasi-sage like Senior Zhao. Evil energy harms the human heart and pollutes the human spirit. Yun Fuze, those second-level quasi-sages who were lucky enough to kill True Lord Fuze, would probably have to undergo thousands of years of hard training before they could carefully erase the evil spirits on their bodies. Even those who relied on evil spirits to cultivate at the Demon Sealing Peak Even the ancient demons would not dare to face the evil spirit so directly. Senior Zhao can do this, so it is not an exaggeration to say that his methods are as powerful as the heavens!" This is the conclusion reached by the monk who is a little more rational.
"In the place where the quasi-sage fell, the evil energy will remain for at least a thousand years. If no one absorbs the evil energy all over the sky, the heaven and earth energy of the Sea of Time will probably be polluted for thousands of years. During this period, how can the monks of the Palace of Lost Worlds still dare to breathe out and practice? In order to pay back the years The sea is clear and the sky is clear. Senior Zhao does not hesitate to be stained by the world of mortals, sacrifices his life to nourish evil spirits, and absorbs the evil spirits from the sky. What a noble sentiment this is! It is so dazzling. The brilliance of senior's personality is so dazzling!" This is what the brainwashed believers of Zhao Jian are doing. .
Enough…
Ning Fan was too lazy to listen to the flattery around him, so he simply blocked out most of the external noise and closed his mind.
A monk's spiritual thoughts are either stored within or placed outside. At this moment, Ning Fan took back all the spiritual thoughts scattered in the outside world, which had advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that he successfully blocked the flattery noise from the outside world. The disadvantage was that the voice of the ant master deep inside his heart was turned up countless times in an instant. It was so loud that He could no longer be ignored by Ning Fan.
Yes, Ning Fan spent most of his time blocking his inner consciousness to avoid hearing the quarrel between the ant master and the little dusty Yin Ji.
But this time, he would rather listen to the boring quarrel between two women than listen to the flattery.
Ant Lord: "I solemnly remind you for the 10,752nd time that my lord, Patriarch Hongjun, is the number one monk throughout the ages!"
Little Dusty Yinji: "For the 10,753rd time, I deny your opinion and enlighten my tearful brother that he is the strongest monk in the world!"
Xiaomao'er Black Devil: "I deny your two views for the 566th time. I don't know Hongjun or Brother Tears. In my heart, my lord Ning Fan is the strongest in the world!"
"Uh, why is there an extra voice arguing in my sea of consciousness... It's actually the voice of a little cat..."
Ning Fan was speechless.
Since he blocked Knowledge most of the time, he didn't know when the Black Demon started to join in the boring quarrel between the Ant Lord and Yin Ji.
Although the Black Demon is staying in the Xuanyin Realm, he can directly talk to Ning Fan in Ning Fan's sea of consciousness through mind contact. The Xuanyin Realm is already in Ning Fan's body and has a connection with Ning Fan, so it is not difficult for the black devil to do this, and this is something Ning Fan acquiesces to.
In the past, when Ning Fan was still weak, he never knew when he would encounter a formidable enemy and would need help from the Dark Demon. Therefore, it was very necessary to maintain a certain degree of mental contact with the Dark Demon.
Unexpectedly, one day, the black devil will make his own decisions and chat with the Ant Lord and Yin Ji in Ning Fan's sea of consciousness through these mental connections.
Ning Fan's good knowledge has actually become a chat room for three women. It's really ridiculous to think about it...
"Please be quiet for a moment! I am absorbing the blessings of heaven and earth. Your voices are too loud and it affects my practice!" Ning Fan said displeased.
"I'm sorry, Master! The black devil disturbed the master's cultivation. He deserves death. Please forgive me, master..." The black devil blamed himself and apologized seriously.
"There's no need to punish him, just be quiet for a while..." Ning Fan sighed, Xiaomao'er is good at everything, but he is too rigid and has too much sense of superiority and inferiority.
"Master has the order, and the black devil will do whatever he wants!" The first woman became quiet obediently.
"I'm sorry, Master, Yinji will shut up now and wait until Master finishes practicing before arguing with that stinky ant." Although in Yinji's heart, the faceless giant who enlightened her with a drop of tears is the most important person, but after all, she Like the Black Demon, Ning Fan is his master, so he still obeys Ning Fan's orders very much.
So the second woman also became quiet.
"Hmph! I am a saint, why should I obey your orders? If you tell me to be quiet, I will be quiet. I am not like that gray scumbag and the nine civet cats, I have become your slave! Of course, if you really want to be quiet, After a while, I can be merciful and give you a moment of peace. But this is not because I am afraid of you. It is just that I feel sorry for you as an ant and it is not easy for you to practice, so I don’t want to disturb you..."
The ant owner snorted arrogantly. She was really in awe of Ning Fan's divine and demonic pressure, so she deliberately said a long string of words in an attempt to hide her inner awe. It's a pity that she and Ning Fan have the same mind. How could she hide her little thoughts from Ning Fan.
"A great saint would actually be in awe of me..." Ning Fan was shocked. When he cultivated into a demon spirit before, he had a vague feeling that the ant master's attitude towards him had become much more submissive. This time, he was really convinced. The ant owner was in awe of him.
"Wait a minute, Ning Xiaoyi, did you just say that you are absorbing the blessings of heaven and earth?" The ant owner suddenly asked, she was a little concerned about the blessings of heaven and earth that Ning Fan had absorbed.
"You and I have the same mind. How can you not know whether I am absorbing the blessings of heaven and earth? Why bother to ask?" Ning Fan said.
"Weren't I busy arguing just now? Can I ignore you? Well, let me look through your memory and see what you just did... Bah! You actually killed another person. Quasi-sage, and the person he killed was actually a man of great blessing. It's a pity that through your vague memory, I can't judge the quality of the other person's blessings scattered in the world, but I also know that the blessing monks in the dream world can cultivate What level of blessing? At most, it is some low-level blessing. This kind of blessing is not worth mentioning, otherwise I can teach you how to condense the umbrella of merit..."
"The Umbrella of Merit?"
Ning Fan and the ant master had the same mind, and he understood what the merit umbrella was just by looking at the ant master's thoughts at the moment.
The so-called merit umbrella is actually the final form of the luck umbrella. The nine colors of immortal luck are condensed into an umbrella. Nine is the ultimate number. There are no ten colors after the nine colors. Instead, the big umbrella of luck must be upgraded into a big umbrella of merit.
Generally, only saints can cultivate the Great Umbrella of Merit, but there are also some people who can cultivate the Great Umbrella of Merit in the second step, and rely on the Great Umbrella of Merit to withstand countless calamities and become saints.
As a meritorious saint, Ant Master certainly knows how to gather an umbrella of merit in advance.
The Umbrella of Merit can withstand even the immeasurable catastrophes of becoming a saint. Its strong defense is evident. This is the first time Ning Fan has heard of this thing. If he can cultivate this thing, it will be a good thing.
The problem is that the relationship between him and the ant owner is not good. Even if the ant owner is in awe of him, he cannot take the initiative to show kindness and help him gather the umbrella of merit.
The ant owner must have a purpose, either with the intention of harming her, or because it is equally profitable for her.
"You and I are of the same mind, and I won't hide it from you. Helping you gather the merit umbrella is indeed of great benefit to me. If we, the merit saints, help others achieve merit, we can extract a certain amount of the other person's merit power and turn it into our own. If you can gather the merit umbrella with the help of me, I can take away at least one-third of the merit power from your umbrella and inject it into my own umbrella. This is a matter of mutual benefit, of course I I don't mind helping you, but it's a pity that the secret technique of condensing umbrellas that I know, the first prerequisite is to have higher quality and quantity of blessings. After hearing you talk about absorbing the blessings of heaven and earth, I thought of the Merit Umbrella this time It's a pity..."
The ant owner felt it was a pity. She wanted to help Ning Fan condense the merit umbrella and take a commission from it. Unfortunately, the world Ning Fan lived in was a dream world. It was not so easy to find an above-average blessing umbrella.
Although she was in awe of Ning Fan, she still felt disgusted with Ning Fan. If you can extract the power of merit from Ning Fan's umbrella, it will be equivalent to taking advantage of Ning Fan. She couldn't kill Ning Fan and didn't dare to insult Ning Fan. Now she could only find opportunities to take advantage of Ning Fan to comfort herself.
"I see."
Ning Fan didn't mind being taken advantage of by the ant owner. If the ant owner could really help him gather merit, even if the ant owner would take a cut of the money, he would actually be the one who made the most money.
He has the same mind as the ant owner, so he can see the method of condensing umbrellas that the ant owner has in mind.
This is the secret method of condensing umbrellas passed down from generation to generation by the Hongjun Saint Sect. It is said that before the first generation of Hongjun transformed into a human, he was seriously injured in the ancient world and was knocked off the foundation of a mountain ridge. Afterwards, he was severely damaged by the world-destroying star stream. Because of the bone umbrella given by his benefactor, he avoided disaster. When the first generation Hongjun turned into a human being, he tried to find the benefactor woman again, but he could not find her again for nine days and ten places. In addition to being sentimental, the first generation Hongjun created the secret technique of gifting umbrellas, not only to help his disciples and descendants reduce the difficulty of meritorious deeds and sainthood, but also to hope that their disciples and descendants could meet the benefactor again when they walk in endless reincarnations with umbrellas. Mingzhi.
In the Hongjun Saint Sect, the meritorious saints who have become saints can "lend" the merit power of their merit umbrellas to the second-step monks through secret techniques. If the other party can really condense the Umbrella of Merit with your own help, one-third of the strength of the other party's Umbrella of Merit will be forcibly "repaid" to you.
Of course, if the other party's qualifications are too poor, or the materials are insufficient, and the umbrella condensation fails, the person who borrowed the power of merit will lose everything and can only lose the power of merit in the umbrella.
In the Hunkun Holy Sect, those who hold Nihai Sword can be classified as top disciples.
In the Hongjun Holy Sect, those who hold the Kunlun Sword can also be classified as top disciples.
Hun Kun dominates the sea, and Hongjun dominates the mountains. Hun Kun in the past dynasties entered the Tao from the sea, and correspondingly, Hongjun in the past dynasties entered the Tao from the mountains.
The Kunlun Sword is a Taoist weapon passed down from the second generation Hongjun. According to legend, the second generation Hongjun gained Taoism by swallowing Kunlun Mountain.
But in fact, within the Hongjun Holy Sect, there is another weapon that can be used as a status symbol, and it represents a higher status than the Kunlun Sword. That is the special merit umbrella passed down by the first generation Hongjun - [Buzhou Umbrella] .
Those who do not hold an umbrella can walk ten steps in front of Grand Master Hongjun to listen to the lectures. Their status is equivalent to that of a generation of disciples within the sect, and is on the same level as Yuanshi Sage, Tongtian Sage and others! You must know that when the Fourth Step Nisheng opens the forum to teach the Dharma, the closer you sit, the greater the benefits you will get. Listening to the lecture once in ten steps is even enough to make those saints who are stuck in the bottleneck break through their cultivation on the spot and advance to the next era. The realm of reincarnation!
As for the identity of Hongjun's disciples, they have a huge reputation and are much nobler than ordinary saints.
"Buzhou Umbrella, this is not the first time I have heard the word "Buzhou Umbrella", is it a coincidence..." Ning Fan pondered slightly.
The first time I heard about Buzhou was when I heard the name Buzhou Thunder Emperor Hongyi.
The second time I heard about Buzhou was when I was building the Nihai Sword. I got a lot of ancient drawings of Taoist soldiers from Wu Laoba, and one of them mentioned Buzhou.
[Barbarian Mountain and Sea Axe, this ax can be ranked among the sixty-sixth grade of the Holy Sect, but the natural material lacks Daoman Ancient Star. It lacks the ancient country's wind crystal, the ground material lacks the ridges, and it lacks the giant teeth of the earth... It's a pity that I couldn't refine it after a lifetime of hard work. 】
The third time I heard about Buzhou Ridge was when Ning Fan got a small stone by chance. After talking to him, he found out that the name of the material of this small stone was Buzhou Ridge, which is an extremely high-grade weapon refining material.
As a result, Ning Fan integrated this small piece of irregular ridge into the Dao Bing Nihai Sword, causing the structure of the Nihai Sword to completely deviate from the original drawings, and its quality improved a lot.
The fourth time I heard something bad was in that weird nursery rhyme.
[You shoot three, I shoot three, Gonggong knocks down Buzhou Mountain. 】
Somehow, there seems to be a huge cause and effect on Ning Fan, which is consistent with the word Bu Zhou.
When he was weak, he could not detect the cause and effect, but now, the more advanced he is, the more he can feel the magnitude of the cause and effect.
"Buzhou Umbrella..." Ning Fan said the name of the umbrella again, and for some reason, Ning Fan felt a sense of sadness and strangeness.
That strange feeling is the discomfort caused by the wrong time and space of reincarnation.
That kind of sad pain, like rootless water, came out of nowhere. For no reason, Ning Fan's thoughts started from Bu Zhou Umbrella, and he thought of an unrelated sentence.
That was an inaudible murmur he had heard before in front of Sword Ancestor's corrupt Taoist lineage Qinglian.
But now, he actually heard it clearly and recalled that sentence!
[Have I ever made it rain in your heart? Unfortunately, this time, I can no longer hold an umbrella for you...]
"Has she ever held an umbrella for me in one of my reincarnations... If this experience of holding an umbrella is not in the past, then it will be in the future..."
Ning Fan seemed to understand something, but he still seemed unaware.
For no apparent reason, he actually felt a bit urgent and wanted to quickly condense a special merit umbrella called the Buzhou Umbrella.
For no reason, he suddenly became interested in the story of the ant owner and Hongjun. He wanted to ask why this hateful-looking ant owner was so loyal to her master. That kind of unchanging loyalty is one of the few shining points of humanity in the Ant Lord.
"How did you meet your master Hongjun?"
Hearing Ning Fan ask about his master, the ant master unexpectedly blushed with embarrassment and said angrily, "How did my master and I meet? Why should I tell you! That's my secret!"
For the first time, she didn't call herself me...
Although she did not tell Ning Fan about the past of her acquaintance with this generation of Hongjun, Ning Fan still learned everything directly from the ant owner's heart through the advantage of telepathy.
A long, long time ago, the ant master at that time was not an ant master, but an ordinary ant on a certain fairy mountain.
On that day, this fairy mountain suddenly encountered immeasurable calamity, and immeasurable blood rain fell from the sky, threatening to destroy the world.
The ant thought he was going to die, but at this moment, a man in red clothes holding a bone umbrella suddenly walked out of the world. The man's face could not be seen clearly. The ant owner only remembered that the man was filled with irresolvable sorrow. Holding an umbrella, he walked in the endless rain of blood, while his other hand held the head of an ancient god.
"You hit my ridge, and I can forget this grudge. But if you hurt her body of fire and thunder bones, even if the God King of the ancient country intercedes for you, I will not forgive you!"
"But where is she now..."
"Who is she..."
"After nine hundred reincarnations, I can't find it. No matter how much I look for it, I feel at a loss. But when I look back suddenly, I realize that I am looking for flowers in the mirror..."
"A hundred more lifetimes will be enough for thousands of lifetimes. If I look for you and reincarnate for thousands of lifetimes, but you still don't show up, I will destroy myself in this world and go to the next fourth ring of heaven to find you..."
It is impossible for the ant to understand human speech, but the strange thing is that she can actually hear this person's words!
The ant master will never forget that thrilling scene. The man holding the bone umbrella suddenly walked towards her, as if the whole world was approaching her, as if all the mountains and seas in the world were following this person. Act and move to match the rhythm of the person's steps! That person may not have noticed her at all, but just held the umbrella and waited quietly for the rain to stop, while she was hiding under the umbrella, hiding, and avoiding the immeasurable rain of blood that should have killed her.
After the rain stopped, the man left immediately.
However, the ant owner silently swore deep in her heart that if one day, she could transform into a human and embark on the path of cultivation, she would definitely find the man who held the umbrella for her and repay her kindness with her whole life!
Even if that person never remembered saving her, a little ant, she would still crawl into his life and break to pieces for him.
I swear to respect only one person in this life!
"I didn't expect you to be such a loving and kind ant. You are willing to give up all life and death to be with you just because others have no intention of saving you. I used to look down on you. It's a pity that you and I are enemies. Otherwise, I would really like you like this. With such a beautiful personality, she is a thief..." Ning Fan sighed.
"Damn it! How dare you peek at the memory of my first encounter with my master! Even if you peek at the memory, you actually dare to call my master a thief! I'm going to kill you!" The ant owner went crazy and gritted his teeth in anger.
"You want to kill me? What a pity, now you are bound to my sea of consciousness and cannot exert any cultivation ability, but you can't kill me. Well, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore, I have to go and see the blessings of this world. Is it enough to practice the merit umbrella?"
Ning Fan pulled away his mind, dispersed his spiritual thoughts, ignored the flattery from up and down Shishi Mountain, and once again explored the blessings scattered in the world.
According to the knowledge gained from the memory of the ant master, in the true world, the blessings that are killed in one life are the lowest blessings; the blessings that are inherited for one life but less than three lives are low-grade blessings; the blessings that are passed down for three lives but less than ten lives are medium blessings; the blessings that are passed down for ten lives are middle-class blessings. Those who last for less than a hundred lifetimes are considered to be the best blessings; those who last for hundreds of lifetimes are considered to be the blessings of the first heaven.
"I remember that before he died, the True Lord Fuze seemed to have mentioned the fifth life and killed him. Could it be that his blessing was the middle level of the fifth life? If that is the case, this blessing is enough to be used as an umbrella to gather merit."
Ning Fan tried several times, but found that his level of spiritual consciousness was far from enough to determine the level of blessing.
Since his spiritual mind couldn't sense it, he simply talked directly to the blessing in the sky.
"Tell me your level of blessing." Ning Fan said calmly.
"Communicating with nature! This is communicating with nature! Senior Zhao is actually communicating with the heaven and earth itself. What an extraordinary magical power this is!" More flattering voices sounded.
"It's like this again! He was chatting with Hua Hua Cao Cao at the Chu family before, and now he's chatting with Mantian Blessing again..." Bei Shi blushed. She had seen Ning Fan talking to Hua Hua Cao when she was at the Chu family. She once thought that Ning Fan was crazy; now she realized that Ning Fan was an ancient cultivator with supreme cultivation. Since he was an ancient cultivator, how could he be a madman? She actually misunderstood Ning Fan. She was so stupid.
[Fifth life, five lives...] This is the answer filled with blessings, and only Ning Fan can hear it.
"Sure enough, this place is blessed enough to practice merit umbrella. That being the case..."
Ning Fan hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and used his supreme magic power to create a strong wind, blowing everyone around Shishi Mountain out of the area.
Including Yuan Yao's mother and daughter, including Emperor Haisha and others, he didn't want anyone to stay in the Shishi Mountain area, just because the process of condensing the merit umbrella was full of huge momentum. Once it was affected, even the Immortal Emperor would be severely damaged.
For those who are not sufficiently cultivated to stay here and watch, it is equivalent to committing suicide.
"To condense the merit umbrella using Bu Zhou Umbrella's method, you need to prepare three materials - a luck umbrella that reaches at least the seventh color of immortal luck, a large amount of blessings of medium quality or above, and an innate-level umbrella magic weapon that serves as a physical umbrella body. My Although the Luck Umbrella has not broken through the eighth color, it is barely qualified to practice the Umbrella of Merit; the blessings here are also abundant; as for the thing that serves as the physical umbrella body, I happen to have one in my hand..."
Ning Fan patted the storage bag and took out the innate mid-grade Dou Tian Jade Umbrella.
This is an inherited treasure that the water sect has been looking for for many years. It is the weapon for the title of Rain Master. It is said that once you have achieved the title of Rain Master, you can use this umbrella to activate some powerful magical powers.
However, no matter how powerful the magical power is, can it still be as powerful as the Umbrella of Merit?
The merit umbrella is used as a defense, enough to withstand the great catastrophe of becoming a saint - the immeasurable catastrophe! This is a treasure that can help people achieve sainthood. Once it is completed, in the second step of cultivation, almost no one can hurt Ning Fan with attacks!
The second-level quasi-sage is not good enough, and the ancient overhaul is also not enough. Unless it is an ancient overhaul at the level of the chaotic ancient land, there is no way to break through Ning Fan's merit umbrella defense!
With Zhou Tian's merit added, the defense is not just talk, non-sage-level attacks cannot break it!
"Doutian Jade Umbrella, would you like to be the umbrella body of Ning's Merit Umbrella, carrying my life's destiny and merits?" Ning Fan actually started chatting with Doutian Jade Umbrella.
Of course, they are worried that the Dou Tian Jade Umbrella does not want to become an umbrella body. If this magic weapon rejects this, the success rate of the Merit Condensation Umbrella will drop a lot, and Ning Fan will have no choice but to find other umbrella magic weapons to serve as the umbrella body.
[Willing, willing...] Doutian Jade Umbrella's tone was very cheerful. It seemed to realize that becoming Ning Fan's meritorious umbrella body would be a huge opportunity. It had no reluctance about this matter, but was looking forward to it.
Because this matter is not equivalent to destruction, but a kind of sublimation of existence.
It will become the ultimate treasure beyond the second step!
"That being the case... with my order from Ning Fan, the blessings of heaven and earth will be transformed into my umbrella! The luck of the weather all around will be transformed into my umbrella!"
…
The moment Ning Fan started to make an umbrella, within four days, two people felt something, and their expressions changed dramatically!
One of them is the Lord of the Water Sect, Beihai Zhenjun. He is visiting friends in the famous mountains and rivers of Beitian. He wants to find helpers to deal with Ning Fan and take back the Heaven-fighting Jade Umbrella. Suddenly his expression changes drastically!
"Crazy! Crazy! You actually want to destroy the Dou Tian Jade Umbrella before I seek revenge on you! You want to destroy my water sect treasure! You are looking for death! You are looking for death!"
True Lord Beihai was furious. He could not tolerate Ning Fan's behavior of destroying the Dou Tian Jade Umbrella. He wanted to take action immediately to stop Ning Fan at all costs!
…
In the south, the Great Emperor of Palm Luck is practicing hard in seclusion, absorbing the energy from the surrounding environment into his body.
He had a vague feeling that he was close to breaking through the final barrier between the source of Taoism and Taoism. All he lacked was the accumulation of time.
"As long as the total amount of luck dissipating between heaven and earth does not drop significantly, I am confident that I will completely enter the Taoist realm of the Qi Luck lineage within a hundred years! The Taoist tradition can fight against saints. If I cultivate to such a realm, I will be able to fight against the Nine Dreams of Purple Dream Realm. Between the Great Purple Mountain, the Four Great Dou Hai, and the Four Seas of Monsters and Demons, who else is my opponent! So what if I am resurrected from ancient times? The dead bones in the tomb will not survive for more than a few years. How can I compete with my Taoism! The Great Demon of the Demon Sealing Peak is back again! What can they do? Kill them like killing chickens! What can the ancestors and kings of the Jiehe River do? I feed you! Mountains of Cows, Immortal Remnant Eyes, Three Immortals of the Demon Realm, Destiny Black Birds, Disaster Dou, Killing Saint Tianhuang, An Yuanchen, Shi The Three Corpses, the Ancient Painting Spirit, and so on can all be killed! The only thing I need to be afraid of in this world is the five variables left here by the Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. I will not destroy Ni He, Ax Chi, Zhong Gui, He Bo, and Mo. If all the insects are wiped out, we can't really destroy Zishan Douhai! This last reincarnation of Zi Douyin that even the palm master couldn't end was because of this. Anyway, when we really face those five changes, I Just ask Zhang Qing for help, I think he will be very happy to enter the purple mountain and fight the sea again, so as to avenge his shame!"
The Emperor Zhang Yun almost wanted to look up to the sky and scream in order to relieve the depressed emotions that had been dormant for many years.
At this moment, Emperor Zhang Yun's expression suddenly changed wildly.
However, he was shocked to discover that the total amount of air luck scattered around the four worlds and nine realms was decreasing at an alarming rate, as if it had been taken away by something.
If this is not stopped, once the fortune of the four heavens and nine realms is seriously lost, it will take a hundred years to cultivate the Taoism. Even if he is given more time, he will not be able to complete it, unless the total amount of fortune of heaven and earth is restored!
"Who is it! Who is ruining my plan! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
