Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 430: The Venerable Plays Chess, Multiple Parties Play Game
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The Realm of the Universe, the Hall of Ten Thousand Fires.

On the day when Fire Kirin fell, Di Zhao and Feng Ning'er were unable to enter the realm of young masters as they wished.

But in the end, they gained tremendous luck from the Fire Kirin and had more possibilities.

But no matter what, the Fire Kirin is, after all, the "sacrificial spirit" of the Ten Thousand Fires Hall, and countless disciples and elders rely on it.

They knew very well that once the news of Fire Kirin's fall was leaked, it would inevitably cause an uproar.

Even they themselves find it difficult to resist such great power.

So, they decided to take the initiative and work together to launch a major cleansing inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Fires!

For a while, it was bloody and violent.

The two men's notoriety spread throughout the eight regions, causing panic.

Even the Daxuan Dynasty was affected by this trend, and the fighting between the Crown Prince, the King of Qin and the Princess became more and more intense.

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"It turns out that the original Fire Kirin ancestor was just a reddish-brown horse."

In the Scripture Pavilion of the Immortal Forbidden Land, Feng Ning'er held the forbidden secret scroll in her hand, her phoenix eyes shining.

A reddish-brown horse, an ordinary horse, or a common lion or tiger can be torn apart.

The red-brown horse who can embark on the path of cultivation can be said to be one in a million, not to mention becoming the "living sacrificial spirit" who sits in the Taoist lineage of the Venerable.

But even such a weak being was still cultivated into a Fire Qilin by the Saint of Ten Thousand Fires.

I have to say, the methods of these venerables are truly unimaginable.

“When the Ten Thousand Fire Saint rose to power, he received help from a mysterious being, suspected to be from the Golden Crow lineage?!” Emperor Zhao on the other side frowned.

He stared at the forbidden scroll in his hand with a somewhat stunned expression.

But when he recalled the Fire Kirin's dying sensation that day, his heart sank.

Could it be that the Fire Kirin and the Golden Crow really have some connection?

"Golden Crow? Fang Yang?!" A hint of hostility flashed in Feng Ning'er's eyes.

After just a moment, Feng Ning'er felt a little dejected.

Now that they are here, they want to continue planning for the Young Venerable's territory.

But after searching for a long time, still nothing was found.

Fang Yang was still a sacred mountain blocking their way, making them feel quite powerless!
Emperor Zhao: "The present world is set and it is difficult to change. If it continues like this, Fang Yang will most likely become the leader of the Dream Era. Even the so-called 'Dream Emperor' will inevitably be suppressed by him!"

Feng Ning'er: "Alas~ One step ahead, every step ahead. Unless we can go to a certain period of time in the Eight Realms, kill the Fire Kirin again, and then return."

For a moment, the two looked at each other and were silent.

There is indeed a record of it in the secrets of the Immortal Forbidden Land.

Some venerables would deliberately take action to cut off their own period of rise and seal it up.

But such means are definitely not something they can access.

Because they have already killed the Fire Kirin!
It seems that this has become a difficult problem to solve.

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The wasteland.

A mysterious ruin somewhere welcomed an uninvited guest.

Jiuze!

At this moment, Jiuze raised his eyes and immediately saw all kinds of huge mythical beasts.

The Azure Dragon hovering in the sky, the Black Tortoise raging across the ocean...

Each of the divine beasts was extremely ferocious, exuding an aura of destruction.

But the strange thing is that there are huge black roots on their bodies, which make them seem like they are sealed by a mysterious force and cannot move.

"The Immortal Body of the World Tree, the vision of the Immortal King coming to the Ninth Heaven..." Jiuze continued to look up and gaze into the distance at the sky.

I saw a sacred tree in the distance, supporting the nine heavens above and suppressing the nine underworlds below, like the incarnation of the desolate world. Countless Taoist rhymes were spreading, rising and falling, deep and mysterious.

No, this sacred tree is the incarnation of the desolate world!
Suddenly, Jiuze's eyes focused and he looked deeply at the sacred tree.

Because he discovered that the sacred tree was no longer complete and some of its power had been lost.

"Cang Qiuru, Sendi, Senhui, Fangyang... Yu Lei, Changsheng, and Shitian."

"Haha, one by one, you are all starting to gradually recover the chess game in this Dream Era~"

Jiuze’s eyes were deep.

And just as he was taking a breath, the sky over the ruins suddenly changed.

The wind and clouds suddenly rose, frost drifted, heavy rain fell, thunder and lightning roared...

All kinds of strange landscapes and disasters are gradually emerging.

And this group of imprisoned divine beasts transformed into divine streams of light and rushed towards Jiuze's body frantically.

The rhyme of water, the rhyme of fire, the rhyme of food, the rhyme of earth...

Like a dragon sucking water, Jiuze was madly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the magical powers of the ten venerables all evolved in him.

Even the Taoist methods of top sects such as White Tiger and Golden Crow were evolved by him.

Level six, elementary, level six, intermediate, level six, advanced…level eight, peak!
In just one hour, his strength reached its peak, which was unimaginable.

"Ya Dao Zun?!"

He smiled softly, "It's time to return to the Heaven Realm and confuse the mark of destiny."

Now that each venerable has begun to make his move and collect his chess pieces, he, as the 'pioneer', cannot fall too far behind.

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The mysterious realm.

The Changkong clan, the Sen family’s resident residence.

"Xiao Hui's spirit is too special. I asked Fu Sheng for help and searched the Taoist scriptures in Changsheng Mansion, but it didn't work." Sen's mother was helpless.

A spirit of perfect quality may not necessarily be able to enter the realm of a young great sage, but it is at least half a step into the realm of a young great sage.

If possible, she also wants to help Sen Hui transform into a perfect-grade spirit.

If that happens, it will definitely be of great benefit to Sen Hui's future.

It was only because of Cang Qiuru that Sen Hui's spirit became extremely special, making it difficult for her to get started.

Cambrian Yazun: "I have some new insights into this point recently."

During the dispute over the Taoist weapon, Cambrian Sub-Zun felt a spiritual inspiration that seemed to be from the fairyland and grasped the key to breaking through to become a ninth-rank Venerable.

In the process of constantly comprehending that inspiration, he had many feelings.

Especially when he watched Fang Yang transcend the tribulation, inspiration came to him like a spring, gushing out continuously.

Basically, there are two practical ways to allow Sen Hui to improve the level of her spiritual body and reach the perfect level.

The first one is the world tree spirit body and holy body.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, Cambrian Yazun was not willing to let Sen Hui go on this road.

The second is to make use of Fang Yang’s status as the ancestor of Kunpeng!

Why is the ancestor of a lineage far superior to the leader of its revival?
That’s because the ancestor of the lineage is deeply favored by heaven and earth.

Their every move will change the world where they are located, giving rise to many changes and all kinds of creations.

The phoenix never lands in a place without treasure.

But for the ancestor of a lineage, wherever the phoenix lands, that is the treasure land.

Moreover, Cambrian Yazun thought of the connection between Jinwu and Fusang, and associated it with Fang Yang's Kunpeng derivative!
"Will this be too difficult?" When she learned of her husband's plan, Sen's mother was happy but also worried.

Because Sen Hui's qualifications and talents are far inferior to Fang Yang, Sen Yue and Sen Wei.

Mother Sen: "And if nothing unexpected happens, Yu Qinxian will also become Fang Yang's Taoist partner."

"In the future, Fang Yang will surely branch out. Should we find helpers for Xiao Hui?"

Han Wu smiled faintly: "Lu Yao, or even Chen Ying, can become a knife in Xiao Hui's hand, especially Lu Yao."

Since he entrusted his daughter to Fang Yang, Hanwu would naturally investigate Fang Yang thoroughly.

Lu Yao, who knows when to advance and when to retreat, is the best candidate in Hanwu's eyes.

Lu Yao can make up for the other side of Sen Hui's gentle temperament. ………………

Palace of Heavenly Fire.

Magnificent palace.

In the center, there is a golden sacred tree.

It is very dense and golden all over, with huge and strong branches, just like a golden crow, and has grown countless golden feathers.

It floats and sinks here, its appearance changing, and dense wood runes and fire runes wash over it, filling a large area.

And, the most surprising thing is that it is surrounded by the sound of piano, which is majestic and breathtaking.

These piano sound waves are like waves, hurricanes, and lightning, wrapping and protecting it.

"The Fuso Fairy Harp?" Fang Yang pondered.

After a moment, his eyes fixed, divine light shone from his body, and the Donghuang Chaos Bell was activated.

With a buzzing sound, it transformed into a huge golden crow and came out to help Fusang Xianqin.

Finally, with the help of Fang Yang, Yu Qinxian managed to incorporate all the runes into the Fusang Fairy Harp.

As a result, she obtained the complete inheritance.

Yu Qinxian blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Mine is the complete Taoism of the Fusang lineage, what is yours?"

Fang Yang: "Jinwu, let's go. If you are really curious, you will naturally understand it."

Without saying anything more, the two left this magnificent palace and wandered around.

After that, they came into contact with different secret techniques.

For example, at this moment, they can see the emergence of the Taoism of the Fire Kirin lineage.

Ahead, there was a Taoist platform with a vague figure emerging, shrouded by a black volcano, with various hints floating around it.

Dharma images, runes, magic techniques, Qilin True Fire, etc. seem to be waiting for the right person to choose.

Each one is extremely tempting, and almost reveals the background of the Fire Kirin lineage.

This discovery made Fang Yang more suspicious of the relationship between Saint Yu Lei and Saint Yu Wan Huo.

"boom!"

As flames surged, a red Qilin appeared on the platform, looking extremely handsome, and rushed down to kill.

Yu Qinxian's face changed slightly, because she was feeling the Qilin magic and entering into a deep understanding, and she couldn't get up for a while.

“Stop.” Fang Yang’s eyes widened, and a ball of blazing light emanated, transforming into a golden crow that shot up horizontally.

In just a moment, the Golden Crow killed the Qilin.

Fang Yang also took a look at the many inheritances and silently compared them with the original Qilin method.

His Qilin techniques were mostly derived from the deduction of Xiao Sanxuan's Taoism, and his deduction of contemporary Fire Qilin Taoism was not systematic.

But now, after receiving the inheritance from this Taoist priest, he has gradually formed a system.

It can be said that apart from the contemporary Fire Kirin, no one understands Fire Kirin better than him.

"Let's go, it's time to go to the main house." Fang Yang stepped out.

"Yeah." Yu Qinxian stepped lightly.

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The central main house of the Tianhuo Palace is quite ordinary, just a courtyard.

The courtyard style is unique and scenic, it is not the Xuanyu style, but more like the Yuyu style.

Fang Yang pushed the door open and walked in. The courtyard was bathed in a thin layer of orange firelight, mysterious, quiet and beautiful.

As soon as he stepped in, Fang Yang's Donghuang Chaos Bell began to vibrate, and Yu Qinxian's Fusang Fairy Harp even floated in the air.

Seeing this, Fang Yang released the Donghuang Chaos Bell, causing it and the Fusang Fairy Harp to vibrate and play a fairy music.

The music is melodious and the atmosphere is subtle.

Wow…

It is like the sound of flowing water.

The orange flame gauze changed, and two blurry figures emerged.

One, controls the divine thunder, like a god king on earth, suppressing the world.

First, a strange fire follows him, just like a young immortal banished from heaven, free and easy.

Holy Lord of Thunder! Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Fires!
Seeing the two blurry figures, Fang Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

"when--"

An echo of time resounded.

In an instant, two blurry figures exploded and turned into countless dream light streams, sweeping across the entire courtyard.

The world changes, and time goes back.

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"You are here, the young supreme of the future generations."

When Fang Yang's vision became clear again, he saw in front of him that the Changkong Sky Bow was floating up and down.

And even though he and Yu Qinxian were still inside the Sky Fire Palace, he could clearly feel that this Sky Fire Palace had a little more vitality.

"What's going on?" Yu Qinxian was confused and looked at Fang Yang inquiringly.

Fang Yang pondered: "Is this from ancient times?"

"Ancient times?" The Sky Bow trembled slightly. "Today's era is the era after the Holy Ancestor Yu Lei..."

At this moment, Changkong Tiangong is explaining one by one.

This period of time is the long river of time that was deliberately intercepted by the Saint of Ten Thousand Fires and the Saint of Controlling Thunder.

During this period of time, the Ten Thousand Fires Saint had not yet been born, but he was attacked by a mysterious enemy who came across the long river of time and suffered a disaster.

For this purpose, the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Fires needs a destined person from the future, that is, a young venerable from the Xuanyu, to come and help.

Now, Fang Yang and Yu Qinxian use the power of dreams to dream back to ancient times.

However, due to the limitations of the present world, the two of them can only exist in this space and time for one year at most.

And if they die here, they will return to reality immediately.

At the same time, they will also be severely hit when they return to the real world.

Fortunately, the good fortune they get here will also be given back to the real world.

What is a bit surprising is that here they are the first pair of Taoist companions of the Golden Crow and Fusang Knot.

In short, they must help the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Fires as much as possible, stop the enemy in the universe, and help the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Fires survive the catastrophe of "becoming a saint and ascending to immortality."

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"Ah?" Yu Qinxian's eyes widened, a little confused.

What Changkong Tiangong said completely impacted her concept of practice.

Because the power to travel through the long river of time is probably something that even the legendary immortals may not have, right?
However, regarding what Changkong Tiangong said, that she and Fang Yang were going to play the role of husband and wife, she actually felt a little secretly delighted in her heart.

Subconsciously, she glanced at Fang Yang, but saw that Fang Yang still looked calm.

"Cut off the long river of time..." Fang Yang's eyes were deep.

At this moment, Fang Yang felt more and more that the water in the Eight Realms seemed a little too deep.

Just like the Saint Yu Lei, after going to the fairyland, he still missed the eight realms of heaven and earth.

Just like the Sky-Devouring Demon Emperor, he would rather give up the road to the fairyland and align his body with the will of heaven and earth in the eight realms.

Right now, he seemed to be like the Ten Thousand Fire Saint, who wanted to forcibly cut off the river of time in the Eight Realms of Heaven and Earth where he was.

Why does this eight-domain world feel more fairy-like than the fairyland?
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The sky bow trembled slightly: "How do you plan to set off?"

Fang Yang pondered and fell into thought.

At this moment, the [Seek Good Fortune and Avoid Evil] talent in his mind flickered and transformed into words.
[In the ancient times, the great dream, the venerable played chess, many parties played games, the road is long, stay calm and take advantage of the situation. ]

[A good sign. You will set out from the Yellow Region with your partner. The Fusang Spirit will lead you. You will get a seventh-level opportunity. You can expand it later. However, the causal entanglement is getting deeper and deeper. Be careful in the future. Good luck.]

[Win the lottery, stay within the Xuanyu area without moving, the dispute between Sen Chen and others, unexpected changes, a little storm, but no danger, peace. ]

[A medium to low sign. You will be dispatched from the direction of the universe. The storm will affect you. Your destiny will interfere with you. There will be many dangers. It will be bad.]

(End of this chapter)