Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 43 Let Feng Qingwu sacrifice
Zi Dong's reputation quickly spread throughout the Qinglong Mountains. Regardless of whether he took action or not, knocking the Supreme Elder off the ring with one punch was enough to make him famous throughout the Tianyun Continent.

Not only the disciples from the affiliated sects joined the demon hunting group one after another, but even the disciples on Yuntian Peak also joined enthusiastically.

Because the ancestor of the Feng family said that luck is the root of luck, if you follow Zidong, you are following luck. Who can be at odds with luck?

Zhou Xinyu and Feng Qingwu lost the challenge and had to help Zidong recruit members, especially Zhou Xinyu, who almost died of anger.

There is almost no light left in her main veins. Zi Dong is a demon cultivator who can even swallow the light of spiritual roots.

"Zidong's purple energy is peaceful, without a trace of evil and violent aura. He is definitely not a demon cultivator, don't worry."

Zhou Yunting promised that if Zhou Xinyu really reported to his master and said Zidong was a demon cultivator, he would also be blamed.

The ancestor of the Feng family immediately summoned the top management of the Feng family and held an emergency meeting at the mansion of the great elder Feng Song to win over Zidong as soon as possible.

There was no chance for Feng Qingwu. She was the most beautiful girl in the Feng family. Besides, the ancestor of the Feng family didn't want to recruit Zidong, so he had to find another way.

"Whether Zidong is the spiritual root of luck or not, the purple energy is definitely related to luck. I can sense the violent fluctuations of luck in the clouds at Yuntian Peak!"

The ancestor of the Feng family scanned everyone in the Feng family with his sharp eyes, asking them to think of a way quickly. The longer they delayed, the harder it would be to recruit Zidong.

But the ancestor of the Feng family stared at him for a long time, and no one dared to say a word. Even the beauty trap didn't work, so what else could he do?

"Ancestor, our Feng family can fully support the demon hunting group and let the Feng family disciples infiltrate first and improve the relationship with Zidong."

The great elder Feng Song saw that the ancestor of the Feng family was going to be furious, so he quickly made a careful suggestion.

"Well, this method is fine." The ancestor of the Feng family nodded lightly, his face still gloomy, obviously not very satisfied with this method.

"Ancestor, if it doesn't work, let Qing Wu sacrifice himself. The cooked rice will be cooked. Men are most afraid of this."

Feng Yuntian glanced at his daughter and finally plucked up the courage to come up with a bad idea and hid behind him as he spoke.

"Feng Yuntian, why don't you sacrifice your little wife?!" Feng Qingwu was furious. Is this still her father?

"Qing Wu, go back and think about it carefully. This method is more effective!" The ancestor of the Feng family not only did not blame Feng Yuntian, but also supported his bad idea.

Feng Qingwu was so angry that she just wanted to curse, but she didn't dare to lose her temper with her ancestor, so she could only glare at Feng Yuntian.

The ancestor of the Feng family finally adopted the methods of the great elders Feng Song and Feng Yuntian, and prepared a two-pronged approach to implement it immediately.

When Zidong returned to his cave, he immediately jumped up excitedly. If there was wine, he would definitely drink a few large glasses!

Donglai Ziqi knocked Qi Zifeng off the ring with one punch. Zidong did not consume any luck, but gained [-]-grade luck!
"Would you like to treat Qi Zifeng to a drink?" Zi Dong felt that he should thank the Supreme Elder.

To become a Supreme Elder, one must have reached the Great Perfection of Breaking the Void Realm, so Zidong was able to obtain [-] points of luck.

When he defeated Zhou Xinyu, he gained [-] points of ninth-grade luck. That Zhou Xinyu was at the first level of Breaking the Void Realm.

Zi Dong was too excited to practice, so he simply sat in the cave and admired the luck tree in the sea of ​​consciousness. The more he looked at it, the more excited he became.

What he didn't know was that at this moment in the Ziyun Hall, Zhou Yunting was also spinning around excitedly, and the Yuntian Sect had also received [-] points of ninth-grade luck.

Of course, Zhou Yunting quickly guessed what was going on, because Qi Zifeng was knocked off the ring by Ziqi's big fist.

Zidong is the lucky star of Yuntian Sect. He must be well cultivated to gain more luck for Yuntian Sect!

"Zidong, what is your purple energy?!" Zidong was not happy for long, and Zhou Xinyu went to his cave to raise troops to question him.

"The root of luck!" Zi Dong himself didn't know how to answer Zhou Xinyu, so he could only follow Zhou Yunting's script. "What is the luck spiritual root, and why can it swallow the light of my spiritual root?!" Zhou Xinyu didn't believe it at all, and there was no record of this even in the Central Continent.

"How about asking the sect master?" Zi Dong didn't want to get entangled with Zhou Xinyu, so he asked her to go find her father.

"Give me back the light of your spiritual roots first!" Zhou Xinyu finally said the purpose of this, but her main veins were empty.

"Junior sister Xinyu, do you believe me when I say that I can't control my luck spirit?" Zi Dong looked at Zhou Xinyu with a wry smile.

"I don't believe it!" Zhou Xinyu's fair little face immediately darkened, and there was only anger in her shining eyes.

"Junior Sister Xinyu, I can't help you if you don't believe it, because it's true!" Zidong spread his hands, and he would definitely not be stingy if he could repay him.

"Zidong, do you know how long it will take me to condense the light of those spiritual roots?" Zhou Xinyu had to soften and looked at Zidong almost pleadingly.

"Junior sister Xinyu, if I can return it to you, I will definitely return it immediately, but I really can't control it!" Zidong had to explain again.

"Then how did you mobilize the purple energy?!" Zhou Xinyu became angry again. If you can mobilize it, why can't you control it?

"I transport the energy into the main veins, and the purple energy will come out on its own, and then it will have nothing to do with me!"

Zidong has told the truth. He is a guide, not a controller.

"Then you transport Qi into the main vein now and see if you can bring out the light of my spiritual roots!" Zhou Xinyu refused to give up.

"It's useless." Zi Dong immediately obeyed, because Dong Lai Zi Qi would never go without work and return his luck directly.

"Did you really try it?!" Zhou Xinyu expressed deep doubts. She didn't sense anything.

"If you don't believe it, you can use your spiritual sense to explore my main veins!" Zi Dong was very generous and wanted to open his heart.

"Do you want me to be punched by the purple energy like Qi Zifeng?!" Zhou Xinyu's eyes immediately burst into anger.

"Junior Sister Xinyu, how dare I dare to hit the Supreme Elder? Besides, I can't beat him!" Zi Dong finally found a case that could explain clearly.

"Okay, I believe you, but you have swallowed up almost all the light of my spiritual roots, how can you compensate me?!"

Zhou Xinyu had to believe that Zidong would never have the guts to hit a Supreme Elder, but he couldn't lose so much spiritual light in vain.

"Junior sister Xinyu, how about I give you some luck?" Zidong wanted to help Zhou Xinyu keep the secret of his cultivation.

But then he thought about it, Zhou Xinyu must ask him how he knew that the Broken Void Realm was the pinnacle of the Eastern Continent, but he still couldn't explain clearly.

"Hmph, how come my aunt needs your luck!" Zhou Xinyu curled her lips disdainfully. She is a monk in the Central Continent, how could she lack luck?

"What should we do?" Zidong spread his hands again. He really couldn't think of how to compensate Zhou Xinyu.

"Just pledge yourself to me!" Zhou Xinyu looked at Zidong for a while and suddenly said shyly.

"Junior sister Xinyu, any condition is acceptable except this!" Zidong quickly refused, what a joke, he didn't want to fall in love.

"Zidong, you don't like Feng Qingwu and you don't like me. Is there something wrong with you?!"

Zhou Xinyu looked at Zidong again, her eyes constantly glancing down. She deeply suspected that Zidong had a physical illness.

Feng Qingwu and she are both great beauties, and they are of two types. Zi Dong doesn't like them, so there can only be some problem.

(End of this chapter)