Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1222
"In the past million years, I have seen that the two of you are magnificent and magnificent, and your spiritual progress is quite impressive. I think the two fellow Taoists have a lot of luck. I don't know if it is possible..."

Zhun mentioned the introduction with an embarrassing smile.

"We don't have that kind of luck." Jieyin said ashamedly.

Ran Deng froze for a moment.

Doesn't it mean that you can't practice without luck?
Zhunti faintly spit out four words: "Hongmeng Ziqi."

Ran Deng understood.

Burning acid.

"The two fellow Taoists are really lucky."

Zhunti shook his head, "They were all cultivated by Sage Hongjun."

Under the Bodhi tree, there was a moment of silence.

After a long time, Ran Deng thanked: "Thank you two fellow Taoists for letting me know."

"Fellow Daoist, you're being polite." Zhun asked, "But I don't know what you plan to do next?"

Ran Deng thought for a while, and said: "Pindao plans to go to visit the Queen Mother of the West. If there is no way to practice, he will withdraw from the fairy god agreement and try to join the Lich Clan to earn some luck to practice."

"Fellow Daoist, be careful." Jie Yin persuaded, "Even if we don't have external luck, we can still practice. Why try to be quick and put ourselves in danger."

"You need to know that once you withdraw from the agreement, the Lich and Demon Clans will be able to kill you. That week, the Star Dou Formation and the Twelve Capitals Tianshen Formation, even we must retreat."

"Thank you two friends for your advice. I just have this idea for the time being. I have to talk about the details later."

"That's good, the situation is delicate now, be more cautious, you can't go wrong." Only then did Jieyin heave a sigh of relief.

The three big Luos talked for a long time, and finally lit the lamp before leaving.

Seeing the figure of Ran Deng leaving, Zhun asked a question: "What will he do?"

Jie Yin shook his head, "He is restless, and he doesn't want to fall in the west, let him go."

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Millions of years ago, Daoist Hongjun joined the Dao with his body. For the prehistoric creatures, this was an act second only to Pan Gu's creation of the world, which expanded the "capacity" of the entire prehistoric world.

If we proceed slowly according to the original process of Pangu's creation of the world, then this widened part needs to be filled by the prehistoric creatures bit by bit by their own luck, and giant gods will rise up.

This process takes hundreds of billions of years.

But in the current prehistoric times, there is the god Da Luo, who passed down the practice method, and has immeasurable luck, speeding up the practice.

Therefore, in just a million years, the world was once again perfect.

As Zhunti said in the quotation, those with great luck will benefit the most from this expansion of the world.

For example, the two clans of liches, those big Luos who have obtained the majestic purple energy, and those very few people who have great luck.

For example, West Kunlun Wonderland and Zifu Xianzhou.

At this time, on the Immortal Continent of Zifu, hundreds of millions of immortals and gods roam among the sea of ​​clouds.

On the top of the sea of ​​clouds, one after another cloud towers are juxtaposed, and many Da Luo gods are present, drinking happily, sometimes enjoying watching the gods and gods dancing together, and sometimes commenting on the competition of the younger generation Jinxian Taiyi.

In the end, I still don't forget to wish the East Prince long life and boundless life.

This is the East Prince's birthday.

For millions of years, many forces have developed slowly, and many Da Luo's cultivation has stopped, and their progress has been slow, but Zifu Xianzhou is not among them.

Dong Wanggong set up a fairy clan to teach the pure Yang fairy way, based on the technique of the fairy wind and cloud body, supplemented by the immeasurable luck merits and virtues of Xuanhuang, and promoted the rapid development of the entire Zifu Xianzhou.

In today's Zifu Xianzhou, there are more than four hundred Daluo, more than a thousand Hunyuan, hundreds of millions of Taiyi, and countless golden immortals.

With such a huge force, in this prehistoric place where liches dormant and ignore foreign affairs, it can be said to have infinite glory.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, many caves and blessed places respected the Eastern Prince from afar, and called him Dongfang Qingmu Quanzhen Pure Yang Immortal Venerable, faintly implying the leader of Sanxiu Daluo.

This time the Eastern Prince's birthday, many of the Da Luo who came to celebrate his birthday came from other blessed places.

Dong Wanggong looked at this grand scene with satisfaction, and smiled. It was not in vain that he used up all the luck he had gained from setting up the fairy clan in the past, and now he has today's situation.

This is thanks to Daozu. If Daozu hadn't granted the title of Duke of the East and the title of Supreme Immortal, Zifu Xianzhou would not be able to attract so many Hunyuan powerhouses who have the potential to be promoted to Daluo anyway. .

You know, to be promoted to Da Luo, luck is important, but the most important thing is the monk's own ability.

With these big Luos, he can gather power in Zifu Xianzhou, and have the current weather.

If this situation continues, it is estimated that in a few hundred thousand years, he will be able to become the de facto leader of all Sanxiu Daluo. By that time, the bipolar pattern of prehistoric liches will probably be rewritten.

Thinking of this, Prince Dong's face became a little depressed.

It's a pity that his luck has been exhausted, and the era of rapid growth like before is gone forever.

In Dong Wanggong's eyes, the light is indeterminate, and his plan to become the leader of Sanxian in the end can't be carried out due to the lack of continuous support of luck.

In fact, it's not that there is no luck at all. After all, there are more than 400 big Luos in Zifu Xianzhou. If you can stop the big Luos from practicing, hand in all the luck that Da Luo has generated, and then distribute them reasonably, it is actually not impossible.

The huge luck of more than 400 Da Luo can fully support some extremely potential Hunyuan powerhouses to attack Da Luo.

But no matter what, Duke Dong dared not do this, because this would be self-defeating and would shake the stability of Zifu Xianzhou.

Besides, among other things, the Eastern Prince himself would not set an example.

Although he has spent a lot of luck in these years, and his own cultivation base has not made great progress in the realm of the beginning, but even so, the East Prince will not let his cultivation stop.

As the leader of one faction, it would be very dangerous if he stops cultivating in this era when the leaders of other forces are making rapid progress.

Among other things, what if one day a little-known Great Luo in the early days jumped out and defeated him, so what should I say.

In a world where great power is added to the body, the great power of the leader himself is also a cornerstone of rule.

Seeing the birthday banquet full of laughter and laughter, for some reason, Prince Dong felt a little irritable in his heart.

"The Immortal Venerable seems unhappy?" the Immortal Lotus God Venerable who was reading the scroll asked, and the Peony God Venerable beside him also turned his head to look at it.

"Well, nothing." Prince Dong shook his head, "I was just thinking about something."

Lord Xianhe nodded slightly, and didn't ask anymore, since Prince Dong didn't want to say, it was useless for her to ask.

"Is the Immortal Venerable worried about the two clans of Liches?" The Peony Divine Venerable seemed to have guessed something.

Duke Dong was noncommittal, "Don't think too much."

Although he told God Venerable Peony not to think too much, but in his heart, there was a faint sense of urgency.

God Venerable Peony is right, he is indeed worried about the Lich clan.

(End of this chapter)