Luck entry, starting from the Nine Dragons' succession

Chapter 113: Nine Lifetimes of Luck, Seizing the Sky
Liu Qi felt relieved.

I'm glad I made the right choice.

If he had not surrendered to the Ninth Prince and fallen into the hands of the Crown Prince and the Second Prince, he would have surely died.

Good thing...

It's all over!
Now he is already a dead man, there is no need to die a second time!
"Liu Qi, thank you for saving my life, Your Highness!"

"Get up."

"I saved you because I admire your talent."

"If you were a loser, I wouldn't bother saving you."

Fang Heng's words were very straightforward, but they made Liu Qi feel at ease.

If I were worthless, but His Majesty the Ninth Prince still went to great lengths to save me, I would actually feel worried.

Maybe, your anus will tighten.

"Your Highness is so kind and generous, I have no way to repay you."

"I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Seeing Liu Qi's determined look, Fang Heng shook his head and said lightly.

"You don't need to go through fire and water, you just need to farm peacefully."

"I'm in need of a spiritual farmer in my fiefdom. Go and help me take care of the orchard later."

Farming?

Liu Qi was a little hesitant and embarrassed.

He has never been a spiritual farmer.

Even the cultivation techniques are of fire attribute.

This has nothing to do with Lingnong!

However, this was Fang Heng's order, and even though he felt embarrassed, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and take on the task.

"This is a spiritual farmer's inheritance, you can use it to practice."

"There's no need to practice the previous fire-attribute techniques."

"Got it, Your Highness!"

Liu Qi took over the Lingnong inheritance, took a look at it, and immediately put aside the dilemma in his heart.

The spiritual farming inheritance given by Fang Heng is extremely impressive, and is an inheritance of the Dongzhen level.

This is infinitely more powerful than the technique he is currently practicing.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Liu Qi spoke with joy on his face, and he became more and more certain in his heart that by joining the Ninth Prince, he was abandoning darkness and joining the light.

How could the Crown Prince be as generous as the Ninth Prince?

After calming down, Liu Qi asked.

"Your Highness, I have something to tell you. I'm not sure if I should tell you or not."

"Speak!" Fang Heng sat down, took a sip of spiritual tea, and spoke lightly.

Liu Qi organized his words and spoke slowly.

"After Huo Yingran beat the drum to report the incident that day, Mr. Wu immediately came to me and said he wanted to analyze the pros and cons for me and point out a clear path forward..."

Liu Qi told him everything about what happened that day when Mr. Wu found him.

At first, he thought Mr. Wu was a rare good man who saved him from danger.

However, after dying once, Liu Qi came to his senses and figured out the taste.

Mr. Wu’s motives are probably not simple.

Why did his paper figures and paper carts run out of power outside Tianjiazhuang?
At first, Liu Qi thought it was a coincidence.

Now it seems that it is not a coincidence at all!
It was obviously intentional!
Mr. Wu deliberately sent him to Tianjiazhuang, and used the Ninth Prince to get himself back into the Yujing situation.

It was a pity that he was so grateful to Mr. Wu in the past.

When Fang Heng heard this, his eyes narrowed and his expression became serious.

If Liu Qi hadn't said it, Fang Heng would never have thought that there would be such an inside story after he fell into his hands.

It’s not that Fang Zhongyue is lucky, but all of this is the result of Mr. Wu’s careful planning.

"What a great Mr. Wu!"

"I've heard for a long time that Mr. Wu is the best counselor in the Eastern Palace. Seeing is believing."

"This method can be called turning the world upside down!"

Fang Heng let out a long breath, a solemn look on his face.

Mr. Wu's methods are quite clever.

First, he used the excuse of pointing out the way to gain Liu Qi's trust and sent him away from Yujing.

Once Liu Qi disappeared, the prince could no longer let Liu Qi take the blame.

As a last resort, he killed Xiao Juefeng with tears in his eyes.

This created a huge rift between the prince and the Shenxiao Sect.

Up to now, none of the masters of the Shenxiao Sect have appeared in Yujing City.

The meaning behind this can't help but make people think a lot.

After the prince pushed Xiao Juefeng out to take the blame, he used his own hand to send Liu Qi back to Yujing.

By the time Liu Qi returned to Yujing, the prince had already lost this game.

Even if he didn't send Liu Qi to the Dali Temple, Mr. Wu might have made a backup plan and would coincidentally let the Right Prime Minister and the Second Prince know Liu Qi's whereabouts.

The calculations are numerous and interconnected, extremely ingenious.

He really made the situation go round and round.

To the extent that, the prince still doesn't know that Mr. Wu, whom he relies on, is a traitor!

"You just keep this to yourself and don't tell anyone." Fang Heng ordered solemnly.

"promise!"

Although Liu Qi didn't know what Fang Heng was planning.

But obviously, they wanted to write something about Mr. Wu.

After putting aside Mr. Wu's matter, Fang Heng changed the subject and spoke slowly.

"Today, you have returned from the dead. In the eyes of the court, you are already a dead man."

"From now on, you can no longer use the identity of Liu Qi."

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I am proficient in the art of disguise. It is not difficult to change one's appearance!" Liu Qi said hurriedly.

Fang Heng nodded slightly and continued.

"Also, I will send you to my fiefdom to avoid the limelight for a while."

"There is a fourth-level spiritual field in my fiefdom. You must take good care of it and make no mistakes." "As you command!"

Liu Qi agreed reluctantly, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

His Highness is forcing him to develop in the direction of spiritual agriculture!

But, he was asked to take care of the fourth-level spiritual field right from the start?
Liu Qi felt a lot of pressure, fearing that the spiritual field would be messed up.

Soon, Fang Heng brought Liu Qi to Fenghuangling in Juye County, the secret place of Daishan.

The illusion array dissipated, and Liu Qi saw the fourth-level spiritual field on the top of Phoenix Ridge.

Suddenly, he took a breath of cold air.

hiss--

This is the Transformation Immortal Root!
Your Highness is so lucky to have such a treasure!
……

Qiankun Sect, the main peak.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the buildings are like jade palaces.

The pavilions and towers are arranged in an orderly manner, like a fairyland.

In the back mountain, in the cave of the Supreme Elder.

Two Taoists sat opposite each other.

The heat of the spiritual tea slowly rises.

A refreshing fragrance permeates the cave.

Just one sniff of this fragrance can make the spiritual energy in a cultivator's body boil, which is equivalent to a month of hard training.

"Thank you, Uncle Master, for spending three hundred years of your life to set up this plan to seize the heavens!"

A Taoist priest wearing a Tai Chi robe spoke slowly and bowed to the Supreme Elder in front of him.

The Taoist in the Tai Chi robe is none other than the current leader of the Qiankun Sect - Master Taixu.

As the number one holy place in the world, Qiankun Sect's status is unmatched.

As the leader of the Qiankun Sect, Taixu Zhenjun also has the power of being the number one Taoist in the world.

"The sect has trained me for hundreds of years, and today is the time for me to repay the sect."

"It's a pity that after using Taiyi Divine Numbers this time, my lifespan will be less than a hundred years, ahem..."

"I'm afraid the next time I use Taiyi Divine Numbers will be the day my life ends."

"Cough-cough-"

The old man in purple robe kept coughing while speaking.

His face was pale and bloodless, and his beard was all grayish white, obviously he had just suffered a great loss of vitality.

This person is the supreme elder of the Qiankun Sect - True Man Jiuchen.

True Man Jiuchen, who specializes in Taiyi Divine Numbers, is the greatest Tianji Master of the Qiankun Sect.

Now, the Yin Emperor in the God-Slaying Formation is about to be born.

Qiankun Sect, as the only sect that perfectly controls the gods, naturally has to make plans.

Jiuchen Zhenren set up a plan to seize the sky at the cost of his 300 years of life.

Seize the fortune of heaven and earth and create the most perfect instrument for Qiankun Sect to carry the divinity!

"Thank you for your hard work, uncle."

"I will send people to deliver all the treasures that can prolong life in the sect's treasury." True Lord Taixu nodded slightly and said hurriedly.

He knew too well the importance of True Man Jiuchen to the sect.

In the Qiankun Sect, there are countless people with profound cultivation and powerful combat capabilities.

However, there are very few people who are proficient in the art of understanding the secrets of heaven and can see through them.

True Man Jiuchen is so proficient in the art of divine secrets that he is only inferior to Jianzheng in the whole world.

No one can replace his position in Qiankun Sect.

Upon hearing this, Master Jiuchen smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

"No need!"

"I have used all the treasures in the sect that can prolong life."

“It’s no longer useful!”

"Unless you can obtain some legendary life-extending treasures, this is the only time I have left to live, old Taoist."

True Man Jiuchen sighed, as he had been practicing Taiyi Divine Numbers for many years, and his life span had been greatly reduced.

He had taken countless ordinary life-extending treasures, and they had long lost their effect.

Upon hearing this, Master Taixu could only sigh.

"Uncle Master, you must take care of yourself!"

"Don't worry, Sect Master. As long as I don't use the Taiyi Divine Numbers again, I won't have any problems living for another sixty years."

"Enough for the sect to train another outstanding Tianji Master."

True Man Jiuchen seemed to have seen through life and death long ago, and spoke calmly.

Master Taixu shook his head. Even though he was the number one Taoist in the world, he was powerless.

He paused, then changed the subject and talked about the matter of the Heaven-Seizing Game.

"The game of seizing the heavens has been decided. The Qi of the Nine Worlds has been stimulated by this old man, enough to rival the Son of Luck."

"The roc rises with the wind one day. The day of his rise is during this period."

“Once he completes the path to invincibility, he will be able to perfectly carry the divinity of the innate gods.”

"As for how to make the weapon return to its heart, I'll trouble you, Sect Master."

"It doesn't matter!"

"I have already made preparations for this matter."

"I have already sent Elder Wang to secretly instruct that little fellow."

"Now that little guy is full of good feelings towards our Qiankun Sect."

Master Taixu smiled calmly, looking as if he was fully confident and that the world was under his control.

As for the equipment, he had already made all the arrangements, and there was no room for error.

Upon hearing this, Master Jiuchen nodded with satisfaction and said no more.

When it comes to commanding the gods, no one knows better than the Qiankun Sect!
Not everyone can be the vessel that carries the innate divine spirit.

Ten thousand years ago, the Qiankun Sect paid a huge price to control the innate gods.

Countless geniuses volunteered to become instruments, only to die miserably while carrying the divinity.

After paying a huge price, the Qiankun Sect finally figured out a complete set of methods of governance.

Only an invincible body can become a tool of the innate gods.

(End of this chapter)