After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Chapter 34: The Daughter of Luck has such virtue, is the world of cultivation finished?

The Jinsheng Sect specializes in refining weapons. Cheng Yanxi is now a perfect master of the Golden Elixir. He has mastered the art of refining weapons and has won the true inheritance of the sect owner Jin Guangcan.

How ironic is it that the master of weapon refining has become a tool spirit with no self-awareness?
"Fifth Junior Brother, if you attract the attention of Junior Sister and Fellow Daoist Cheng, I will tell you." Lin Yan secretly sent a message to Chu Linfeng.

As a divination master, Lin Yan has many divination directions, but he never predicts the future for others.

Life is priceless.

Neither monks nor mortals can measure the weight of their lives, nor can they measure the width of their lives.

A person's life cannot be summed up in one sentence.

Jiang Xin told Chu Linfeng's tragic ending twice before, but Lin Yan did not verify it.

But this time he wanted to try.

Lin Yan performed the hexagrams with familiar movements. He just shook the tortoise shell twice when he suddenly felt something was wrong.

There was a loud "boom", and the tortoise shell exploded together with the copper plate inside.

The noise was loud and attracted everyone's attention.

Lin Yan silently used his spiritual power to pick up the scattered tortoise shell fragments and apologized without changing his face: "Sorry, I made a mistake."

Nothing serious happened, and everyone quickly looked away.

Gua Master, it's normal to explode a few turtle shells.

There are quite a few who even think of themselves as dead.

Moreover, the greater the ability, the greater the movement.

There are many talented people in the world of cultivation. If I accidentally drank too much at a dinner like this, I would make a lot of noise.

Lin Yan just blew up a tortoise shell and didn't even make the headlines.

Small scene, small scene.

Everyone here is a big monk who has seen the big scene. They didn't take it seriously and continued to drink and chat.

Cheng Yanxi covered Jiang Xin's ears and leaned over and asked, "Who do you think you are?"

Lin Yan looked at him without speaking.

Cheng Yanxi educated him in a mature manner: "Gua masters can't count everything. Didn't your master teach you?"

Lin Yan's eyes looked at him with a layer of resentment.

Jiang Xin was also curious about why Lin Yan blew up the turtle shell.

[Second Senior Brother, it was the last time he blew up turtle shells. 】

[That’s because the prison of the Qiuye Dynasty’s Criminal Department imprisoned the great elder. Measuring the power of the great elder is equivalent to measuring the destiny of the country. 】

[I just blew up a tortoise shell and didn’t get backlash. I’m lucky. 】

[I don’t know what is calculated this time, but it is treated the same as the national destiny. 】

These words immediately reminded Lin Yan.

In order to prevent several disciples from being assassinated by Qi Wanyun, Jiang Yichen and Qi Lanqing told Lin Yan and others what Qi Wanyun had done, and reminded the brothers not to associate with Qi Wanyun in the future.

They didn't know that the child Qi Wanyun gave birth to was named Xing Shuyi, but they knew that the giant tree of Qimuzong was secretly stealing the luck of the cultivation world.

The luck of the world of cultivation is a greater existence than the luck of a country.

Lin Yan calculated the person who would imprison the great elder. When the tortoise shell exploded, he had no premonition in his heart.

But just before the turtle shell exploded, he had a very ominous premonition.

This means that the latter is stronger than the former.

Therefore, Cheng Yanxi's death was related to something stronger than the fate of the country.

Is that related to luck in the world of cultivation?

Seeing that Jiang Xin was very concerned about this matter, Lin Yan thought about it and said, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, I see that your seal is black, it seems that you are destined for disaster."

Cheng Yanxi has been going smoothly until now. He feels that Lin Yan is alarmist and suspects that he is taking revenge on himself because she just teased him.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, do you know that your talking skills are very good?"

Ginger Heart agreed.

【What a great guy. 】

Lin Yan couldn't bear to look at Jiang Xin and continued to talk: "I just made a fortune for you. The tortoise shell that exploded is yours." Cheng Yanxi quickly hugged Jiang Xin and took a step back, keeping a distance from him: " Do you want to blackmail me?"

Lin Yan: "...Can't you think of the good things?"

Cheng Yanxi: "This is the best ending I can think of. How many spiritual stones does your tortoise shell cost? If it's too expensive, I won't recognize it."

Chu Linfeng was surprised that there was no pause between these words: "Don't you want to struggle? If the tortoise shell is cheaper, are you really willing to compensate?"

Cheng Yanxi struggled cooperatively: "If it's cheaper, I can consider it. But you have to tell me what that hexagram means."

Although Tianshui Sect has a bad reputation, there is no doubt about its strength, otherwise it would have been wiped out long ago.

Normally, even if Lin Yan couldn't predict his future, he wouldn't blow up his turtle shell.

This look is like encountering an unreachable range.

Cheng Yanxi considers himself a person who follows the rules and will not do anything arrogant.

Therefore, he was very concerned about what Lin Yan had planned to cause even the tortoise shell to explode.

Jiang Xin also felt that Cheng Yanxi's hall was dark, and thought that Lin Yan really saw this and gave him fortune-telling.

[Second Senior Brother is of course thinking about your future. 】

[You are dead, you died miserably. 】

[The person who killed you was Xing Shuyi, the daughter of luck. 】

[Second Senior Brother's hexagram predicts that she will explode "bang bang bang" if she cannot withstand the power of the girl of luck. 】

Hearing the name "Xing Shuyi" again, Lin Yan and Chu Linfeng were both shocked.

Refining living people into weapon spirits, if the daughter of destiny has this kind of virtue, will the world of cultivation be over?

Although Cheng Yanxi was not his own senior brother, Jiang Xin decided to give him a small gift because of how much he had just praised her.

She took off her bracelet and with a little force, this indestructible magic weapon was broken into two pieces.

The countless runes engraved on it dissolved into nothingness, but the magic weapon was not damaged, but entered the process of being forged again.

This is a self-defense weapon that Qi Lanqing specially asked someone to build for her. It uses mysterious silver that is rare in ten thousand years.

Black silver is so strong that it can only be melted with strange fire.

Jiang Xin's chubby hands put the two halves of the bracelet together and rubbed them.

The two pieces of black silver were as soft as lumps of dough, and quickly merged into one, turning into a soft "mud".

Jiang Xin pressed a hole in the middle of the "mud" and then kneaded the surrounding areas into a square shape.

Lin Yan inexplicably felt that the thing she made seemed familiar.

It wasn't until Jiang Xin shaped another piece of "mud" hidden in her heart into a small lid and put it on the small square box she had made earlier that Lin Yan recognized what it was.

-That's a small coffin.

It’s still a very fashionable slider style.

Because the materials for making bracelets are limited, the small coffin made by Jiang Xin is only the size of a palm.

But the little guy is a particular person.

The little chubby hand traced a circle around the small coffin, and countless complicated runes and formations flowed out from her fingertips, blending into the small coffin as if they were natural.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xin refined one top-quality magic weapon into another top-quality magic weapon.

The small coffin looked ordinary, but it contained infinite power. Lin Yan felt dizzy just by looking at it and quickly looked away.

Jiang Xin lifted the small coffin and looked at it carefully, her eyebrows creasing with a smile.

【My heart is so ingenious! 】

[Although it is a bit small, it is enough to hold a weapon. 】

【for you. 】

[When you are squeezed by Xing Shuyi in the future, you can hide here. 】

【No need to thank you. 】

She tugged on Cheng Yanxi's sleeve and put the small coffin into his hands.

(End of this chapter)