Binding Luck: Begin as Qinglian Sword Immortal

Chapter 2 Datang's player is an alcoholic? [Please collect, please recommend tickets! 】

Datang Palace, Tai Chi Hall. .

In front of the main hall, Emperor Tang Li Ergao sat on the steps at the entrance of the palace.

Under the steps, all the officials stood in silence, and there were two young men in uniform standing in front of them.

At this moment, everyone's eyes are focused on the light curtain in the sky.

Li Er stared for a long time, his neck was stiff, and he still refused to look away.

"I am Datang, who is the chosen one?"

The two young people in the audience are the two great geniuses of the Tang Dynasty.

Prince Li Gan, who practiced Qi at the age of six, stepped into the Body Tempering Realm at the age of 12, is only 28 years old, and is already a fifth-level master of the Spiritual Realm.

General Qin Jing's eldest son, Qin Yu, is three points better than Li Gan, only 25 years old, and also at the fifth level of the psychic realm.

However, neither of these men were selected.

Li Er could only sigh in his heart.

The master is in the folk!
The fate of the Tang Dynasty was entrusted to an unknown person, which made Li Er feel a sense of crisis.

It has only been more than [-] years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, and a thousand wastes are waiting for prosperity.

For Datang, the emergence of the luck battlefield is undoubtedly an opportunity to rise.

Similarly, it is also a disaster of national subjugation, and everything depends on the performance of the selected people.

After waiting for more than half an hour, no projection appeared on the floating screen in the sky, it was just chaos.

In the entire Daming Palace, no one dared to speak nonsense.

At this moment, a cry broke the silence.

"Report!"

Habayashi Zhonglang trotted Cheng Liang all the way in, and knelt down in front of Li Er with a plop.

His father Lu Guogong Cheng Jin kicked him up.

"You rebellious son, what are you doing in such a panic, are you courting death?"

Cheng Liang looked aggrieved, but he didn't dare to disobey his father, so he could only bow his head in aggrieved manner.

"Report to Your Majesty, the wife of Lu Xiang's family asked to see her, and said that the third son of the Lu family disappeared out of thin air!"

As soon as he said it, everyone in the room was shocked.

"what?"

Li Er couldn't sit still.

"What's going on? Please come in Mrs. Lu, I want to ask clearly!"

Li Er panicked.

He had heard about Lu Bai's ridiculous behavior for a long time, and he had felt sorry for Lu Changfeng.

Lu Bai disappeared out of nowhere, could it be that he was chosen by the battlefield of luck?
If this is the case, Li Er dare not think about the consequences.

After a while, Cheng Liang came in with a beautiful woman and a middle-aged man in a robe.

Lu Changfeng couldn't help going over and pulling his wife, eager to ask for clarification.

"Ma'am, what's going on? Why did the third child disappear?"

Madam Lu ran all the way over, she was panting from exhaustion, her head was covered with sweat, and her eyes still had tears in her eyes, she was speechless for a while.

She weakly pointed to the shopkeeper of the wine shop at the side.

"Tell me!"

"Tell me, what happened to my son?"

Lu Changfeng was in a hurry.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop has never seen such a battle.

A grass-roots man, seeing the current Holy Majesty, trembled with fright, and hurriedly spoke.

"It's none of Caomin's business, it's really none of my business. Mr. Lu came to my store just to drink, and suddenly disappeared. The grass people only heard Mr. Lu say that he would go to the Tang Dynasty for me. The rest, The grass people really don't know!"

"How is it possible? Nonsense! He is an apprentice, why should he go to the Tang Dynasty for me? You must have killed Mr. Lu, and you still want to find an excuse?"

Prince Li Gan said angrily.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he kowtowed to Li Er again and again: "Your Majesty, spare your life, and everything the grass-roots say is the truth. How dare I harm Mr. Lu, even if you give me ten guts! Your Majesty, spare your life!"

The courtiers couldn't hold back any longer, and they discussed one after another.

"Is it really the son of the Lu family? How old is he?"

"The third son of the Lu family, I heard that he is a drunkard, why should he fight on behalf of my Tang Dynasty?"

"It's over, it's over, it's over, Datang is in danger!"

"enough!"

Li Er couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted angrily.

At this time, his heart also fell to the bottom.

In his opinion, the shopkeeper did not dare to tell lies.

Datang, chose a drunkard?
Is this God's punishment for Li Er?
"Look, there is a picture!!"

Qin Jing, who had been paying attention to the light curtain, pointed to the sky.

Li Er hurriedly looked up.

I saw a city appearing in the light curtain.

There is only one door on all sides of the city, and there is a person standing at the door.

The man held a long sword in one hand and a jug in the other, and was drinking with his head raised.

The picture gradually zoomed in, and when the man put down the jug, a young and handsome face appeared in front of everyone.

Lu Changfeng was the first to react, flicking his sleeves and said angrily, "You bastard!"

Mrs. Lu sat down on the ground with tears streaming down her face.

"My son..."

Li Er sat on the dragon chair, holding the armrest tightly with both hands.

Datang's fate rests entirely on this drunkard!
……

After waiting for an hour and drinking five catties of wine, Lu Bai really entered the battlefield.

When he saw everything in front of him clearly, he realized that he was at the gate of a city.

On the top of the city gate in front of you, there are two big characters engraved.

"Datang!"

Fifty meters away from the city, it was covered in thick fog, so I couldn't see what was inside, but I could vaguely hear the roar of a beast.

Just when Lu Bai was at a loss, the deep voice sounded again.

[Welcome to the luck battlefield! 】

[Contestant Lu Bai, you will represent Datang! 】

[The city behind you represents Datang! 】

[Every time a monster enters the city, [-] identical monsters will be randomly thrown into the land of Datang! 】

[Successfully kill monsters, you can get points and gold rewards! 】

[Points can be used to improve players' abilities, and gold coins can be used to buy goods in the mall! 】

[Players can communicate through the public chat channel! 】

[Each player, when entering the battlefield, gets a chance to draw luck talent! 】

[Talent levels are divided into five levels: god level, heaven level, earth level, mysterious level, and yellow level. 】

【Contestants please confirm whether to draw luck talent! 】

"Extract!"

Lu Bai said lightly.

[Luck talent is being drawn! 】

[Drawing is successful, congratulations on successfully drawing the only god-level luck talent—the bite of greed! 】

[Greedy Bite: Increase damage to monsters by 45%, increase points obtained by killing monsters by 30%, increase gold coins obtained by killing monsters by 20%, increase own attack power by 1% for each monster killed, and stack up to 300 layers !Duration 24 hours! 】

[Monster siege begins, please get ready! 】

After a series of prompts, Lu Bai just wanted to say one thing.

What the hell!

It's too big!
God-level talent!

Luck is overwhelming.

This luck talent is actually the skill of the jungler Red Saber in King of Kings?
It seems that it needs to be more awesome.

With the extra points and gold coins, Lu Bai can quickly lead the other players.

In addition, it can also increase his attack power. In theory, Lu Bai can exert up to 400% of his attack power.

His own attack power is already the best in Daxia, and it will be increased by 300%, which is terrifying!
Lu Bai stabilized his mood first, and saw a small map appeared on his upper right.

A bright white dot on the map is his current location.

And not far in front of him, three red light spots are slowly approaching Kyushu City.

This should be the location of the three siege monsters.

Lu Bai thought for a moment.

There are only three monsters, instead of passive defense, it is better to take the initiative to attack.

Attack is the best defense method, and the fault tolerance rate is high.

After making a decision, he carried his sword and walked into the mist.

His choice instantly touched the hearts of the Tang monarchs and ministers.

This guy drank too much?

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