Lord of Time!

Chapter 283: Pagoda Strategy, Problems of Luck

"It's here."

The treasure ship had only been sailing for more than ten days before it reached a place where spiritual energy was deserted. Several people on board already felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially the fat man Huang Zongwu was even more cursing, "I don't know what is so special about this sterile starry sky sea. Master Miaomiao actually buried the treasure here. Sure enough, he knew that this young master would be there somewhere." Do you want to visit this place one day a year?"

The precious mirror in Huang Zongwu's hand has no other powerful features. It has only one function, and that is to find Qi.

Fatty is also quite original.

After spending a sky-high price, I didn't use this mirror to look for people, but for treasure hunting.

He always felt that since his sister was so lucky, since he and his sister were from the same mother, his luck wouldn't be much worse. Maybe it was because the good fortune had not yet come, and the benefits were still on the way.

Therefore, when he followed his sister Huang Yue'e out this time, he did not wait impatiently in one place, but dug in wherever he found out of the way.

Moreover, some powerful treasures recorded in the rumors are painted on the mirror surface, so as to sense the energy through the shape, and to find immortals through the energy.

This precious mirror is called the 'Yi Qi Xun Xun Mirror'.

He actually didn't expect that the old man who had been selling the auction had boasted of being able to find powerful treasures, but it turned out to be true.

Not many people believed such a mysterious thing at the time. However, Huang Zongwu felt that if others couldn't do it, he might not be able to do it, so he took it seriously.

When he really found the Qi of the Tower of Babel, not to mention the Seven Killers Wang Yulin, even the two little maids around him were shocked.

I thought to myself that it must be stupid people who are lucky, stupid people, and one-minded people. Is it really easy for them to get lucky?

The treasure ship stopped.

Fatty Huang was about to get off the boat carelessly, but Wang Yulin, the master of Seven Kills, had a cold light in his eyes and shouted: "Who is there, sneaking around..."

When he stood still, he was like a conscientious bodyguard chasing the head in the mortal world. When he frowned, there was a murderous aura, rumbling towards the overwhelming ground hundreds of miles ahead.

In the sky above an ordinary blue-black planet, a thin mist of blood suddenly appeared. A figure was struck by this wave of disorienting air, and a short, sharp-mouthed, bloodthirsty Xingluosan appeared.

"The real person misunderstood, someone was just passing by, and there was no way of prying..."

Before Xingluo Sanren could finish speaking, his eyes were greeted by a flash of sword light.

When the sword light was first seen, it was still hundreds of miles away, but in just an instant, it had already struck ten feet in front of him.

The sword light grew bigger and stronger, until it cut open the entire void. The aftermath of the light only caused the outer law light network of the distant planet to vibrate endlessly, revealing the scenery inside.

"Good thief."

Xingluo Sanren's eyes were fierce, his body swayed slightly, and his true body, Qingluo Vine, appeared.

In the void, a large bloody vine that was hundreds of feet long and dancing crazily appeared.

Snapped……

He set off a raging wave of blood and drew it toward the sword light.

Both are in the Dao Dan realm, who is afraid of whom?

He doesn't believe this evil?

The other party was hundreds of miles away, and he was swinging the knife casually, so what else could he do?

Being so far away, even if it looks powerful, it's just a facade.

The huge vine had just appeared and was only halfway drawn out, when the silvery-white sword light suddenly exploded.

In silence, the bloody giant vine was like a wave of water, being chopped into two without any hindrance.

Xingluo Sanren howled in pain, and only had time to escape from a Yuan Dan covered with blood-colored Dao lines. With a "whoosh" sound, he flew away through the air. He felt that his soul was hit by a murderous intention, and his consciousness was lost. Gooey.

After finally escaping for thousands of miles, after seeing that there were no more thousands of sword energy chasing after him, he howled loudly at the top of his lungs.

The sound is so miserable that the listener is really sad and the listener sheds tears.

"The physical body is gone, and the original shape has been shattered into powder. I have worked hard for 200 years, and it is just like this. It's shameful. I will come back."

A tree vine protruded from Yuan Dan. After crying for a long time, he still didn't dare to go back and take another look to see who had beheaded his true body.

After checking the direction, he flew back towards the direction of the Nine Demon-Suppressing Palaces.

This time the damage was huge. Even if it takes a hundred years, I don't know if it can be repaired.

The enemies he encountered were too powerful and terrifying. In his feeling, they were even more ferocious and domineering than Li Xuanji, the leader among the ten true disciples of Huangji Palace.

This is terrifying.

Moreover, judging from the way those people dressed and behaved, they did not seem to be from the Star Luo Sea Region.

They were both in the Tao Dan realm, but the way the other person looked at him didn't look like he was looking at someone from the same Taoist realm. He didn't have any hatred or hatred, he just took action at will, just like when he devoured the people of a city at will and didn't care about other people's eyes at all.

'Ant, in his eyes, I am an ant. '

Xingluo Sanren clearly understood the gaze of the middle-aged man wearing a red robe and a turban on his head.

There was a vague sense of sight in my heart.

It seems that I have heard of this style somewhere.

……

"Wang Captou, why did you kill him so casually? I'm still planning to arrest him. Where is this place and why is that person so close?"

When he finally arrived at his destination, Huang Zongwu became slightly uneasy.

But he didn't notice the excitement in Wang Yulin's eyes flickering slightly.

"Yeah, it wouldn't be good if the lady can't find where we are."

Bitao also interjected.

Qingliu felt the blood that had been cut off earlier, and his face became slightly solemn.

"Previously, this person practiced the Blood Path Technique. Although it was not very authentic, he also practiced the Law Dao Pill. When I arrived, this person was standing guard outside this planet for a while. He seemed to have set up a spell. I don't know what he did. What’s the idea?”

Wang Yulin squeezed out a smile on his cold face and said: "No matter what his intentions are, he is just an evil demon. When he meets him, he will break his body. It's a pity that Wang's practice is not enough, and he can't kill this person with one knife." Kill your body and soul to death..."

He sighed. Compared with the real teachings from the big sect, the killing skills he exchanged from the government office were more ferocious, but they lost their subtlety. It was very difficult to make progress.

Moreover, the further you go to practice the Seven Kills, the more difficult it becomes. Moreover, it will also hinder your mind and make you unable to move forward.

'Is it possible that I will just spend my whole life as a subordinate and a thug? '

Wang Yulin was actually very unwilling.

Although the look he looked at Huang Zongwu was still gentle, deep inside, he was cursing.

'This stupid, stupid kid who is like a pig, needs a skill, a magic weapon, a magic weapon. He can't pursue the bone-changing elixir all his life. He is like eating beans. He can eat hundreds of them at a time...'

The fire of jealousy burned crazily in his heart, but Wang Yulin did not dare to think about it anymore.

'Perhaps, or, I have to rely on this stupid pig to gain a promotion level, and if I serve him well, I might be able to catch up with Miss Yue'e, so that I won't continue to practice this kind of practice that only focuses on killing without asking. The technique of immortality.Opportunity is before us. '

Glancing at the black and blue planet spinning endlessly in front of him, Wang Yulin took a long breath and followed Huang Zongwu's words: "How about sending a message to your sister now.

As for the location here, it is not difficult for Wang. "

Wang Yulin took out a star map, looked up at the sky and looked at the distribution of stars around him, then counted with his fingers for a while, and after comparing the patterns, he understood.

"This is a place under the jurisdiction of a small sect called the Nine Demon-Suppressing Halls. There are two small sects nearby, Hanhai Sect and Xingchen Pavilion. They are constantly fighting each other... competing for some resources that are not on the table. Speaking of which, Xingluo The sea area has always been deserted, and few experts are willing to come here. Even if the pursuers come here occasionally, we will come here in a hurry and leave in a hurry."

"Aren't there any masters? Then there's no need to tell my sister."

Huang Zongwu hesitated for a while, then became happy again.

"Wang Captou, if something happens, you have to protect me..."

"Don't worry, we Middle-earth monks, generally speaking, when we come to the barbaric land, the combat power is generally a level higher than that of the Sebari land. As long as the true king does not take action, we can protect you from worries. If so When encountering the True Lord, Wang can block one or two, so naturally he is invincible, but it doesn't matter, as long as the young master reveals the name of the Mingyue Sect, no matter which sect the True Lord appears, how far he is kept, or how far he runs .”

"That's fine."

Huang Zongwu patted his chest and said, "Then I won't delay, and don't let anyone get the first step."

He flew clumsily in front of the Law Light Network, but the two maids behind him flew more steadily than him.

"No, Dao Dan level puppets can't get in."

"Sure enough, it is a masterful work. Only this method can keep the Ying Jie Ling treasure tightly. I really did the right thing this time."

In Wang Yulin's eyes with twitching eyebrows, Huang Zongwu broke the red rope from his neck and took out a small wooden puppet.

The wooden puppet looked up into the sky and swayed in the wind, then turned into a golden armored warrior.

Two red, jewel-like eyes looked at Huang Zongwu, obviously obeying the instructions.

"Hide your figure and wait aside."

Huang Zongwu waved his hand and watched the puppet disappear into the air like a phantom, before he stepped forward to enter the Law Light Network.

The two maids quickly followed.

"Wait a minute."

Wang Yulin spoke quickly.

He knitted his brows and said, "Without the Dao Dan-level guard, what will the young master do if he is in danger? Why not, let Wang go with him."

"Wang Captou?"

Huang Zongwu looked at it strangely.

You are a Dao Dan, you can't get in.

"It's easy to handle."

Wang Yulin looked confused, as if he had made the greatest determination, and slapped his palm on his pubic area.

boom……

The aura around him surged, and countless law light patterns collapsed. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura suddenly dropped a lot, and his face became a little pale.

"That's fine."

"Wang Captou!"

Huang Zongwu's eyes were moved.

This man is really ruthless, and he is also really loyal.

In order to protect him, he destroyed his Tao elixir and fell to the level of Dao base.

"I remember you, Wang Captou. If you really get something this time, I will definitely ask my sister to reward you with something good. I won't let you suffer."

"Thank you sir."

Wang Yulin was smiling all over his face, as if with this sentence, everything was worth it.

On the other hand, Bi Tao's face changed slightly and she said in a panic: "Mr. Wang's cultivation level has fallen to the Daoji level, which is not much higher than my sisters. What should we do if we encounter an opponent that we cannot resist?"

"Don't worry, it's not Wang's boast. Although his realm has been lost, his combat power is not much worse. Besides, with my great killing technique, it is very easy to restore my cultivation level as long as I cause killing. thing."

This is true. Cultivation is all about changes in cognition and the differentiation of talents.

That is, the gap between Tao Xing and roots.

And Wang Yulin's Taoist practice is at the level of Dao Dan, and it is not the first level of Dao Dan, but the middle level.

His vision and knowledge have long surpassed the Taoist level. His understanding of the laws of heaven and earth and his use of vitality are not comparable to those of himself and others.

With his root talent and cognition, as long as there are enough resources, it is indeed a simple matter to rebuild.

Those who practice the Seven Kills Art, Yi Sha asked, the so-called resources are nothing more than bloodthirsty swallowing of Yuan, which is not too difficult.

As a result, Bitao had nothing to say.

The four of them rushed into the law light network with the wind, followed the guidance of the mirror light, and disappeared after a flash.

……

Fifteen days have passed since Shuofang City, the city of the King of Zhou Dynasty, was conquered.

Northern Zhou Yuwen Mu and Prime Minister Murong Qianshan, whether they were heroes in troubled times or capable ministers through the ages, their deaths were no more beautiful than those of other common people.

While worshiping heaven to inspire national destiny, Black Lotus gathered Taoist Mingyu to fight Chen Ping. He was struck by a sword across the sky and was beaten into bloody mud. Hundreds of courtiers, both civil and military, were all killed in one piece. I am among you. , you are in me, I can no longer tell the difference.

In the end, Han Xiaoru's soldiers took shovels and baskets, packed everyone together, and buried them in a mass grave outside the city.

He was so glorious during his lifetime, but not even a monument was left behind after his death.

It can only be said that in this world with high-end combat power, ordinary people, no matter how amazingly talented they are, can actually only be at the lower level of the food chain.

Nothing.

Chen Ping looked at this scene and finally understood.

Why do those at the top view ordinary people as ants?

Stop treating yourself as a human being.

They do not admit that they are the same creature as ordinary people.

These officials and nobles are like this.

There is no need to think about what those immortals who are more powerful and have even stepped into the mysterious realm think of ordinary people.

People's sorrows and joys are not the same.

Not to mention, ants and dragons.

There is no common psychology.

Luck point 3321.

Chen Ping's mind sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at the total number of his luck points, he fell into deep thought.

Now that the world is at peace, the army of the Dayu Dynasty has wiped out the resistance forces in all directions, and after destroying the millions of people who control strings in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, basically no more powerful enemies can be found.

After the destruction of the Black Lotus Sect, a few wild cultivators were so frightened that they hid their identities early and hid themselves.

A good thing, of course a good thing.

But here comes the problem.

It would be a little difficult for me to get the luck points.

Without calamity, there would be no luck.

Even with Taoist Mingxin's half-step pill and the magic power that he had refined into the virtual pill at that time, it only brought him more than 1600 points of misfortune.

Who else on Bingli Island can bring greater disaster to him?
This is a difficult problem.

Because if you want to quickly break through the small bottleneck of the seventh level of Shenwu, reach the late stage of Shenwu, and step into the three-step cultivation of the Dragon King Dharmakaya Shenlong realm, you still need more than 4000 points of calamity points.

Otherwise, we can only wait slowly, maybe three years, maybe five years, before we can reach this point.

It's not that I can't wait.

However, isn’t it difficult for people who are used to riding high-speed rail to ride on tractors again?

(End of this chapter)