In the palace, Su Ming was sitting on the couch, constantly running the Great Sun Tathagata mantra. In the sea of consciousness, a nine-foot-nine-foot Great Sun Tathagata dharma body sat in it. Behind the dharma body, a halo of light emitted the light of the Buddha. The lotus platform under the seat was rooted in the huge destiny. Among them, he protected his soul from being invaded by luck.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, and a Buddha seal with the word "卍" was looming in his eyes.
"As expected of the Great Zhou Luck, it is indeed strong and powerful."
Although this Qi has entered his body, Su Ming is unable to use even half of it, let alone refine it, because this Qi has its owner. Unless Emperor Shenwu dies, he cannot use it at all now. At most, it is because the Qi is still there. The body can promote cultivation, which is what the monks who come to compete for the national master want most.
Luck is a shortcut for monks. Most monks use luck to buy time in exchange for practice, in order to practice faster.
However, they have forgotten that the Great Zhou is vast, with two capitals and sixteen roads, and billions of people. Their luck is increasing all the time. The increase in their cultivation cannot keep up with the increase in luck. Those monks have not yet reached their peak. He was overwhelmed by this powerful luck.
But Su Ming was different. As long as he could unblock these powerful qi, he could use the panel to turn this huge qi into strength.
At his level, if you want to increase your cultivation level, you need to spend a long time polishing it, or be lucky enough to obtain heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Otherwise, it is very difficult to advance to the Yuanshen realm, let alone the journey to the Yuanshen realm. More than 90% of the demon cultivators will die under the heavenly tribulation when they are promoted to the Yuan Shen. Because they have killed too many evils in the process of cultivation and have no merits. Their magical powers are not as good as those of heaven, so they will naturally fall into the world. Under the catastrophe.
Of course, demon cultivators have long lifespans, and there are also many who have become souls, but most of them have strong bloodlines, deep roots, and the legacy of their ancestors, so they have a chance to survive the catastrophe.
Of course, although Su Ming cannot use these fortunes now, it is not completely without benefits. For example, if someone wants to deal with him, they will first have to face the backlash from the Great Zhou's fortunes. At the same time, people within the court system cannot deal with him. When he started, Dazhou's French Open even lost its grip on him.
In other words, as long as he does not lose these fortunes, it will be difficult for him to fall. Moreover, with these fortunes, if someone curses him again, he will directly face the backlash of the Great Zhou's fortunes, and his body and soul will disappear.
"Old Emperor, you are really afraid of death." Su Ming walked out of the hall and came to the inner courtyard. In the sky, the sky was filled with bright stars, and their halos were white with frost.
In fact, if he hadn't clung to power, how could he have endured such a powerful destiny? You know, in this world, apart from monks like them, the best carriers of destiny are actually the princes.
However, there is no family ties in the Tian family. Once luck is diverted, those princes who receive the help of luck will not be willing to wait. By then, his throne will not be stable.
Those princes are not like him, a national master in name only. They are of royal blood and nobles. If luck comes into their bodies, they can easily take advantage of them.
Of course, the old emperor can also abdicate and call himself the Supreme Emperor. If the new emperor succeeds to the throne, most of his luck will naturally be taken away. In this way, all the pressure will be transferred to the new emperor.
However, once you have tasted the taste of power, it is difficult to let go, especially if you are still the supreme person in the world. In order to seize his own power, Emperor Shenwu would rather bear the weight of fate alone than divert it.
Moreover, he would share his luck with Su Ming. For the sake of this luck, Su Ming would try his best to protect Emperor Shenwu from death. Otherwise, he would also be greatly affected when the Qi of the Great Zhou Dynasty fluctuates.
There is even a deeper calculation in this. Even if the old emperor dies, if the new emperor does not take back his position as national advisor, then these fortunes will still be with him. In other words, he will become the emperor's bodyguard.
Thinking of this, an unpredictable smile appeared on Su Ming's face.
This is what he wants too.
As long as he can find a way to refine this luck, he can use the luck of the court to survive the catastrophe of the soul. Even the path of Pudu Cihang in the original A Chinese Ghost Story is not impossible to learn from. After swallowing this great fortune, Follow the path of transforming into a dragon.
However, the Great Zhou Dynasty continuously generates luck, just like a hen that lays golden eggs. If it devours the court's luck, it would be a waste of natural resources, and in doing so, it is easy to be targeted by human luck. , one bad thing is the end of being the enemy of the whole world. After all, humanity in this world is prosperous, so we still need to be careful.
The best way is to control the emperor and turn the court into a tool for him to draw luck. Of course, this will take some time and opportunity.
The most important thing now is to understand the secrets and background of the imperial court and to be promoted to the realm of Yuanshen. Only in this way can we take action. After all, he is only a great demon in the realm of Yuanying, and is not invincible, let alone compete with the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. .
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At this moment, the underworld is underground.
In the midst of ghosts and ghosts, one does not know the light of day.
The deep black light hung down from the sky and shone on the ground, reflecting all kinds of things. Mountains of bones, rivers of blood, ghosts one after another wreaking havoc among them, and strange screams coming one after another.
Wow!
Sometimes there are things from the underworld floating out of the water, some with bull heads and horse faces, some with three legs, or green faces with fangs. They are so eerie and cold that just one look at them will give you nightmares.
Elsewhere in the underworld, a war is about to break out.
"kill!"
Countless Yin soldiers rushed out from the underworld. They were dressed in pitch-black armor and carried a bone throne. Under the seat were piles of skeletons. The sight of the dense white bones made people feel frightened. On the top was a white gauze curtain, like a canopy. Hanging high, an obscure figure inside exudes a sinister aura.
What a big mountain!
The looming mountain shadow in the gloomy ghostly atmosphere was just the tip of an iceberg. It was as horrifying as a pile of skeletons and corpses. Countless pale faces struggled to emerge, wailing loudly.
On the corpse mountain, thousands of corpses roared together, and even the void of the underworld began to shake, while the momentum of the ghost soldiers on the other side suddenly dropped.
"Old demon of Heishan, we usually don't offend the river, why are you attacking my territory!" Among the ghosts in the distance, a general-like evil ghost looked at the figure on Heishan and shouted angrily.
"Hmph, the Ghost Emperor of the Five Directions and the Ten Palaces of Yama have long since fallen. This underworld has no master. Why can't I, Black Mountain, sit down? If you surrender to me, maybe I can spare your life. Otherwise, die!" On Black Mountain, a man dressed in black The young man in the robe had cold eyes, exuding cold murderous intent.
"Looking for death! My sons, follow me and charge to kill!" The ghost general's eyes glowed even brighter. His horse snorted, and the ghostly fire swirled around him. With one step of his horse's hoof, he rushed out.
"kill!"
Suddenly, two torrents of Yin soldiers intertwined and shook the surrounding areas. The same scene was not uncommon in various parts of the Yin Division.
