The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 77 Luck Fluctuations 【First Order】

In the cave mansion, Wu Ming silently observes the [Catastrophe Relief Method], after beheading the Zodiac Priest in East Zou County, and taking the Innate Infant and Mother Origin Qi and the Chide Sword, he noticed some changes in his luck.

It's a pity that there was no time to observe quietly at that time, so he had to return to Laoshan. Then Su Yan and others were punished, and his luck fluctuated again.

At this moment in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, a pale white talisman seed loomed, wisps of golden green and red gold aura gathered in the four directions, and was swallowed by the talisman. It didn't take long for it to become completely solid, with complicated textures shining, and [Witch] was outlined on the surface. seal characters.

Eliminate disasters and solve disasters!
The two golden and white talisman seeds all over Yinshen's body are as bright as stars, and the two heavenly secret spells of spirit and evil spells complement each other into brilliance.

In reality, Wu Ming's body trembled, and a strange fluctuation flowed through his body. He was surprised to find that his ability to perform sacrifices had undergone a slight variation. The miraculous seems to be attributed to the sacrificial method.

The young Taoist priest's eyes were shining with gold, and the top of his head suddenly became clearer than ever before. Colorful and auspicious clouds emerged, golden and red auspicious clouds were transpiring, he breathed out his red magic sword, golden and green clouds were dense, and a crystal pearl was up and down.

The two each occupy half of the river and mountain, just like the sun and the moon are intertwined, and a red and white air in the center stands gracefully.

He clearly understands that the accumulation of calamities and misfortunes comes from luck and certain characteristics, and he has the blood of a great witch and two treasures of luck, so he naturally improves by leaps and bounds.

Wu Ming's mind urged the Chide magic sword, and he hadn't used it yet after he got it, a ray of red sword light wandered back and forth in the cave, like a dragon, after playing with it for a while, he probably understood the effect.

"As expected of a dragon-slaying magic sword, it specializes in destroying luck. At its peak, it can even cut internal luck and destiny, and degrade the extraordinary into ordinary people." He observed the three-foot red sword lying across his knees, and the delicate lines spread across it .

Under the eyes of Ling Mingfa, the inside of the magic sword is actually broken, and only the remaining nine restrictions can barely function.

Wu Ming also understood the difference between the two magic weapons of luck. The Suihou pearl is an innate treasure, and the upper limit and lower limit are very different. If there were no decades of great Qin luck, its own effect would be the same as that of Liu Zhaojun's golden paper almost.

But with a lot of foreign luck, the power is almost unlimited, but every time it is activated, it will permanently consume luck. After a long time, the country's luck will be completely consumed, and the Suihou pearl will be beaten back to its original form.

Fortunately, he urged the Suihou Pearl many times, and the luck he consumed was a drop in the bucket compared to the size of an empire.

The Chide Sword is different. According to the level of the engraved talisman seeds, the power of the corresponding level can be stably exerted. It does not need to consume Qi to activate, just inject mana.

However, it also brings some problems. If the cultivator's cultivation base is insufficient, it will be difficult to exert the strongest power. Just like the Zodiac Chief, he is just a Taoist priest who wanders at night. As soon as the bead covers it, it loses its miraculous power.

"Now I have two magic weapons of great luck, which complement each other and have no flaws." Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction, but he was still a bit puzzled in his heart. He just waited and watched and found no change in luck.

Wait, what did he think of, the idea of ​​opening the light film on the panel after a long time, this time the Da Luo Temple did not announce the main task, he skipped his various data, and looked directly at the column of plane interference degree.

【Imperial Han World: 0.01%】

"This...why has it increased so much?" Wu Ming was stunned. Ever since he came to the world of Emperor Han, the interfering degree of the plane had been half-dead and motionless, so he joined Chen Ping's family and fluctuated a little.

Afterwards, he refined Xiantian talisman, was promoted to Taoist priest, and became a teacher of Taisu. However, the sixth-level extraordinary world was too magnificent, and the Daoist Yuanshen seemed insignificant, and Wu Ming's activities only reached 0.005%.

"Could it be related to the innate infant and mother's source energy, but this treasure is only a third-level spiritual material. There are a lot of emperors and Hans. Even if this thing is important to Su Yan, it can't be justified. It's just a little Taoist priest. Is it more important than a real person...huh?!"

Wu Ming struggled, and suddenly found a blind spot. He heard from other practitioners in Da Luo Temple that there will be some trendy people in every world. Once they come into contact, the degree of interference will skyrocket.

But if Su Yan is the son of luck, it would be too little. Thinking about the secrecy of the headmaster about punishing Su Yan, it may be related to this inside story. There is also the Red Sword, the magic weapon of luck, which is closely related to the Han Empire. , there should be some factors... In short, various factors are mixed together, and it is difficult to sort out.

"Forget it, the destiny is unpredictable." He thought for a long time but he didn't get any results. The way of luck is like looking at the flowers in the fog, so it's better to think about something practical, such as planning to harvest the source of energy in the emperor.

Don't underestimate 0.01%. According to the decimal system theory of source qi, Emperor Han is a sixth-level world, with a difference of a million times, 0.01% interference degree, which is equivalent to [-] points of source qi, which is more than he gained in Daqin.

After observing for a while, Wu Ming dispelled the panels with satisfaction, and began to visualize and practice. He fought against the Huang Daoist, and gained a lot of insight into Ziwu's cleansing skills, and his mana became solidified after being polished.

He was not in a hurry to refine the innate infant and mother's origin qi to increase his Taoism. The hidden medicinal power of the Ziwu Mingyuan Pill that he had taken before had been volatilized, and his mana was soaring. He was steadily approaching the five-year Taoism with a solid foundation.

As time passed day by day, Wu Ming maintained the rhythm of contemplating the true method in the morning and comprehending the magic in the afternoon.

In half a month, the growth of Taoism has reached five years as scheduled, and Dui Ziwu's cleansing skills have also broken through a hurdle.

On this day, Wu Ming had a primordial dao seed on his head, and a lot of mysterious principles flowed into his heart. Suddenly, he was blessed to his heart, and he picked up the withered glory restraining breath technique to ponder, and soon entered an inexplicable state.

"The dry one, the cycle of life and death, like one yin and one yang, preserves the essence of life to the greatest extent...Ziwu cleanses the body, consolidates the root and locks the sun, and adjusts one's own activity status at any time with the ups and downs of day and night. Isn't the two the same?"

Wu Ming closed his eyes tightly and meditated in his heart.

Soon, the whole body of the young Taoist gradually withered, as if he had turned into a mummy of a little old man. The fire of life was weak, but with an unprecedented tenacity.

When midnight passed and day came, a ray of vigorous life force in Wu Ming's body burst out majesticly, like the rising sun, forming a huge energy that surged to the limbs and bones, and instantly returned to its original state, with thick black hair, rosy face, and white, tender and delicate skin.

One day and one night withered and prosperous, the work is done!

The sun is shining in the mountains and forests, and the herbs around the cave are flourishing, as if they have experienced a reincarnation with the Taoist.

Wu Ming opened his eyes, they were as clear as a bright realm, and with a great joy, a black and white talisman seed condensed in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is the standard of Ziwu's body purification.

In addition, I also have a deep understanding of the Kurong Breath Containment Technique, and I will be able to enter the room soon after taking the "Kurong Leaf" to practice.

"Huh? The body seems to have undergone a transformation, and the vitality has become stronger." Wu Ming checked himself, thoughtfully: "As expected of the Taoist in the beginning, his cultivation is far superior to ordinary people."

This enlightenment has benefited a lot, he can start to refine the innate infant and mother source qi to increase his cultivation.

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On the other side, after being punished, Su Yan went directly back to Daoyan Island for confinement.

His heart is far from being as peaceful as it appears on the surface. Huang Lao, Feng Zhou, and Zuo Zhao are gone, and he is alone. He also has the Chide Dharma Sword, a precious magic weapon of luck.

The Taoist in white closed his eyes and whispered: "Wu Ziwu? Very good, I remember you."

The most important thing is that the innate infant and mother's source energy has not been brought back, which is related to the foundation of his enlightenment. I am afraid that he will be stuck at the peak of the Yin God Realm for the rest of his life, unable to make any progress, and many ambitions will be in vain.

Su Yan waited for many years, because Wu Ming's previous efforts were wasted, how could he not be furious, with a murderous intent in his heart, if he hadn't been born in a blessed place, he would have been known by the head teacher, and he wanted to regain the innate baby-mother source energy.

"What should we do now?" On the edge of the island, the young man in white was pacing back and forth, his brows were furrowed. Now internal and external troubles were about to move, but he was alone.

After a while, he suddenly turned around, staring at his own sword peak occupied by the corpse of a black dragon, his face was gloomy, and he said to himself: "Could it be that I really want to come to them."

(End of this chapter)