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

Chapter 441 The Secret of Becoming a Supreme Being
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In the blessed land of destiny, the familiar calamity clouds descended again.

All the major races living in the blessed land are extremely skilled in hiding in various formations and fortresses.

The flow rate ratio between the blessed land of destiny and the real world is basically 365:1.

That is, one year passes in the real world, and three hundred and sixty-five years pass in the blessed small world.

However, since Fang Yang's frequency of transcending tribulations was too high, the races within the blessed land had to find an effective way to avoid disasters.

This is because those races that have not found the appropriate methods to avoid disasters have all been destroyed by calamities such as thunder!

"Overcoming the tribulation..." Fang Yang's expression was calm.

He still hasn't dropped his immortal orifice into the real world and opened the portal like other saints.

His way of overcoming the tribulation is very misleading.

If it breaks out suddenly, it will definitely bring great shock to people.

At this moment, he gently waved his sleeves, and his thoughts flowed back to the holy artifacts such as the Donghuang Chaos Bell, the Golden Crow Holy Fan and the Yi Mu Holy Spear.

"What is Fang Yang doing?" The Great Sage Yu Lei was puzzled and his almond-shaped eyes narrowed.

The next moment, she sensed a change in Fang Yang's aura. She was shocked and a little bit unbelieving, thinking that she had made a mistake.

I heard the sound of Tao chanting from Fang Yang's body, which came faintly, making people feel clear and peaceful.

A Golden Crow flapped its wings and entwined itself around his body, and a Vermillion Bird and a Fire Kirin appeared, all lifelike, making him look like the Fire Saint Emperor in the world, quite extraordinary.

The next moment, Fang Yang's eyebrows glowed, and his soul emerged, extremely solid, as if it were real, and was frantically plundering all kinds of fire-related rhymes.

With a bang, all kinds of strange phenomena disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Fang Yang stood quietly in place, his black hair flying, his body upright, his eyes flashing with cold electricity, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

But what made the Great Sage Yu Lei even more numb than this feeling of oppression was the immortal essence shaped like a red date in Fang Yang's hand.

The sixth-level saint, Qingti Xianyuan.

The seventh level saint, the red date immortal essence.

In other words, Fang Yang is now a seventh-level initial saint.

A seventh-level saint can gain a foothold even in the eight realms.

They are even the backbone of the major sects of the venerables.

What's even more terrifying is that Fang Yang's cultivation speed is actually getting faster and faster? !

His advancement speed in the holy realm is even faster than his advancement speed in the mundane realm.

This, this, this...

The Great Sage Yu Lei felt a little dry in the mouth and could only silently send a message to Changshengtian to inform him of this information.

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In Eternal Heaven, everything is silent.

Here, the water waves are not moving and the flowing clouds are stagnant.

It was as if everything was sealed, making it impossible to sense the passage of time.

Suddenly, a ray of divine light flew in and announced a piece of information: "Fang Yang has been promoted to the seventh level."

boom! Boom! Boom!

It was like a huge rock thrown into a small lake, instantly causing huge waves and causing Changshengtian to roar and riot continuously.

The riots continued one after another.

Skinny old hands stepped out from one stone tombstone after another.

The wooden boards of the coffins were kicked away one after another, and the people in the coffins saw the light of day again.

“Unbelievable, unbelievable!”

"Yes, he has only been a saint for a short time, but he has made rapid progress."

"I remember he is less than 33 years old. This speed of cultivation is already a record-breaking one, right?!"

"Indeed, he came from behind and was ahead of the competition, far surpassing Sen Yue and Dayi Longnv."

"Emperor Canghai is not as good as him."

"Fang Yang has already become a great man. If he gets the Kunpeng Treasure Technique, he will definitely be able to comprehend the path to the Immortal Realm in the future!"

"Too powerful. He has not yet completely branched out and gathered all the luck and authority in the world."

"Yes, once he unleashes the power of the ancestor of his lineage, he can continue to grow!"

"Good good..."

In Changshengtian, there was a joyful atmosphere and the atmosphere spread everywhere.

No matter how self-important the old antiques were, they had to admit that Fang Yang was definitely the most outstanding genius they had ever seen.

Even some venerables have to admit defeat when compared to Fang Yang of the same period.

"Fang Yang..." The old man surnamed Sen felt a little complicated.

He is the direct ancestor of Sen Yue and Sen Hui.

He should be extremely happy that Fang Yang, such a brilliant son-in-law named Sen, is so outstanding.

But when he thought of Sen Yue, he couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

But no matter how complicated his feelings were, what could he do?

Nothing can be done!
Fang Yang now has truly achieved his destiny, and his identity as the Destiny has been completely confirmed! !
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The Changkong clan.

The forbidden place of the Sen family, the Divine Light Mirror Palace.

Outside the Mirror Mansion, various formations were activated, with rays of mirror light interweaving, and the aura was terrifying, with the power to destroy the world.

Inside the Mirror Mansion, Cambrian Yazun was practicing with great concentration.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and silently comprehended the energy.

This energy was what he gained from the dispute between the Taoist and the weapon that day.

At that time, under the siege of a group of powerful people, he protected the last bit of true spirit flame of Sen Yue and Dayi Dragon Girl and sent them to a new world.

It was at that moment that he turned a disaster into a blessing and intercepted that mysterious energy.

With the help of this mysterious energy, he is confident that he can advance his realm to the ninth-level Venerable within a hundred years.

But the price is that once he reaches the ninth-rank Venerable, he will probably have to "ascend to heaven in broad daylight" and leave the Eight Realms.

Suddenly, a streak of green light flew into the void and broke into the Divine Light Mirror Palace.

He opened his eyes, slightly surprised: "Ayang has entered the seventh level? It's amazing."

Immediately, he stood up and looked into the sky.

Breaking through to the Ninth Rank Venerable realm was actually not a difficult problem for him.

But what surprised and puzzled him was that he was still unable to condense the Dao Fruit of the Guangdao School!
Obviously, he has reached this peak level.

The Dao Fruit of a school is actually the embodiment of the school’s supreme grandmaster and belongs to the realm of the Venerable.

This involves the secret of becoming a Venerable.

There are four major conditions for becoming a Buddha:
First, the Great Sage’s Immortal Aperture Origin can produce Baili Immortal Essence. This refers to the normal Great Sage of the eighth rank. The Great Sage who has sealed his Immortal Aperture Origin and transformed into a wild beast species are not included.

Second, the Great Sage must possess three great visions, which means he must have survived at least three minor chaos difficulties.

Third: The realm of the Great Sage’s main school of cultivation must be that of the Supreme Grand Master, that is, he must become the [Master] of the main school of cultivation.

There is only one master of this Tao, and only one can appear in an era.

Fourth: After the Great Sage meets the first three conditions, he must reach the edge of chaos and break through the blockade of the Heavenly Dao in order to make the origin of the immortal orifice undergo a qualitative change, produce Huang Xing Immortal Essence, and then transform himself and become a true Venerable.

"Could it be that this is because I gave up the [Seal of Mysterious Realm Destiny]?" Hanwu Yazun frowned slightly.

When he was young, he also possessed the [Seal of Mysterious Realm Destiny].

However, this mark of destiny was totally incompatible with his path of seeking the truth, so he took the initiative to abandon it.

After a moment, he smiled faintly.

He continued to sit cross-legged, comprehending the energy.

The mark of destiny is certainly important, but he always believes that the powerful will never be external things! ………………

The red sun was setting in the west, and there was still some red in the sky, which was about to disappear completely, and the sky was already getting dark.

In the medicine garden of Baizhi Taoist Temple, a green light shines.

At this moment, under the guidance of the Medicine Saint Baizhi and the Cambrian Will, Sen Hui is practicing in depth.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a sound like a flood bursting through a dam.

In the center of the medicine garden, four huge green willow branches emerged, interweaving into dense patterns and forming a green light barrier that trapped Sen Hui inside.

Sen Hui sat cross-legged in the center, his body radiating a dark light. A vast ocean appeared behind him, as if a Kun fish leaped up, with a majestic sound.

At this moment, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and sweat wet her hair.

In the distance, Fang Yang stopped and watched for a long time, as if thinking about something.

It is undeniable that Sen Hui's physique is indeed more in line with Kunyu's temperament, and there is no big problem with Cambrian Yazun's arrangement.

Moreover, with the infusion of numerous resources, her physical condition gradually improved.

But Fang Yang still felt that it would be more appropriate to start from the weather of the Peng bird.

"Whether it's Kun fish or Peng bird, it seems that I have one more reason to go to the treasure house in the sky." Fang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes deep.

In the deepest part of the Changkong Treasure House lies the inheritance of the "Kunpeng Treasure Technique".

Kunpeng's spiritual body and holy body only have the "form". Only when you possess the "Kunpeng Treasure Technique" can you be considered to have the real "spirit", as if Kunpeng were alive!

This "Kunpeng Treasure Technique" is indeed unparalleled in its offensive power, and is worthy of the title of the true teachings of the top masters.

But more importantly, it is the meaning behind "Kunpeng Treasure Technique".

Because according to the legend, the "Kunpeng Treasure" was suspected to have been obtained by the Holy Lord Yu Lei from the Immortal Realm, and was transferred back to the Changkong Clan through the Changsheng Heaven.

In other words, this "Kunpeng Treasure Technique" or the Kunpeng Ancestor is most likely the key to the fairyland.

Sen Yue had made such an inference back then, and wrote down the corresponding insights on a blank jade slip.

After Fang Yang inherited Sen Yue's destiny, his authority was expanded.

So he also knew very well that this was true!
"Ayang, you should go."

The moonlight pours down like water, light and hazy, peaceful and quiet.

The medicine garden had already been quiet.

At this moment, Sen Huilian moved lightly and ruthlessly urged Fang Yang to leave.

"Why are you in such a hurry to get me out?" Fang Yang smiled, gently grasped her soft hands, and clasped their fingers together.

She lowered her eyes, "If you don't leave, the master will be angry. Besides, I'm afraid I can't bear to leave you."

"I will come back, and by then, I will definitely help you to succeed." Fang Yang's eyes widened, and he picked up a lock of her shiny black hair and twisted it around his fingertips.

"I believe you." She smiled, her face was so beautiful that it was breathtaking and would put all the flowers to shame.

She never doubted Fang Yang.

She was just afraid that because of her, Fang Yang would stop growing.

"Let's go, Ayang, it's time for you to leave." She pulled her hand away and gently pushed Fang Yang away.

"Xiao Hui, why do I feel that you are more free and easy than me?" Fang Yang looked back and smiled.

"No way, I'm just afraid that if I hold you too tightly, you'll hate me and stay away from me." She sighed.

The more she practiced, the more she could realize the huge gap between the peerless genius and the ordinary genius.

If you don’t practice deeply and challenge your limits, you can always find other excuses.

For example, "I just don't work hard, not that I'm not as good as her."

In this way, the two can get along with each other normally.

Suddenly, she understood why her brothers and sisters only hoped that she could live a happy life.

"No, no." Fang Yang held her in his arms and hugged her tightly.

After a long time, they finally separated.

Under her gaze, Fang Yang did not even turn his head back, but turned into a beam of light and flew out, aiming directly at the Changkong clan.

Her eyes were still fixed on Fang Yang's figure for a long time, motionless.

"Oh." Baizhi Medicine Saint and Senmu appeared one after another.

Sen Hui: "Mother? Master?"

She was a little surprised, not expecting Mother Mori to come.

The reason why Sen Mu came here is because Sen Fu, Cambrian Yazun, has reached a critical moment in his practice.

Mr. Mori could no longer spare any effort and had to focus on tackling the problem.

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The realm of heaven.

Immortality Taoist House.

Under Jiuze's layout, Su Dao gradually made up his mind.

Su Dao actually abandoned the strategy of keeping a low profile, raised the banner, and ordered the two polar cities to join the barriers of the Heaven Realm and the Earth Realm.

In other words, Su Dao had to form a vanguard army to attack the Red Flame Demon Kingdom.

He wants to leave Sang Xiaowan far behind based on the amount of merit he has accumulated!
All of a sudden, the friction and collision between the Changsheng Taoist Palace and the Chiyan Demon Kingdom intensified violently, and the collision started again.

Local wars of varying sizes, and another riot.

"Brother, are you crazy?!" Su Xi shouted, her beautiful eyes filled with disappointment.

“I’m not crazy. This is a necessary sacrifice to make Liangji Beppu great again!” Su Daozhong flicked his sleeves, and the demon-slaying sword at his waist rustled.

Su Dao, wearing the Taoist robe of the mansion lord, with loose black hair, has an aura that makes him look down on others and command awe.

Su Xi, with her white clothes fluttering in the wind, had an extremely graceful figure. Her fair and pretty face had eyes filled with pain as she stared ahead.

This pair of brother and sister are like gods. Their character and morals are admirable and they can be called model brother and sister.

However, nowadays, they are tending to become enemies.

"You're crazy! You've forgotten what your uncle told you!" Su Xi's long black hair was flying as she tried to wake her brother up.

"Enough, I am the lord of the house." Su Dao roared and slammed the wooden table in front of him.

The big hand fell with a loud bang, and the wooden table broke into pieces, turned into light and disappeared.

For a moment, Su Xi was stunned and looked at his brother Su Dao in disbelief.

From childhood to adulthood, her brother would never treat her like this. He treated her as the apple of his eye and was afraid that she would stumble.

But now, it has become like this?

The more she looked, the more she felt that her brother had been possessed by a demon.

Otherwise, why would even the general strategy set by the previous palace lord be overturned so easily?

"I..." Su Dao also reacted, his mouth moved slightly, but he couldn't utter the words of apology.

In an instant, the palace of the Lord fell into silence.

What to say?

In fact, there is nothing to say.

They all knew each other's temperament.

Understand the general idea decided by the other party, and it will not change at all because of what others say.

What's more, the war nowadays can no longer be stopped just because you want to.

"Oh~" After a long time, Su Xixin sighed and left without turning her head.

At this moment, she missed Fang Yang very much.

When working under Fang Yang, Fang Yang is always calm and composed, never eager for quick success, and gives people a full sense of security.

Compared with Fang Yang, his brother seemed a little impatient.

(End of this chapter)