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Chapter 495: The first orange literary luck, the first silver love luck (7.8k, please subscribe)

Chu Wujiang urgently dealt with Cui Weiyang's accident, and then used the Qiankun Gourd to quietly leave Tianjing.

But before he left Tianjing, he went to the foot of Tianyuan Mountain to look for Yanluo.

"Husband?"

Chu Wujiang smiled evilly and said:

"Ma'am, long time no see."

"Come back to Longzhou with me."

Yanluo quickly objected:
"Husband, I can't do that."

"I just arrived in Tianjing, and I have to hold a meeting tomorrow to convene a meeting of grave keepers to discuss Emperor Wu's suppression."

"According to the information sent by the clan leader, in addition to Mangshan, the Nine Evil Paths have recently stepped up their efforts to attack the remains of the Martial Emperor in various places."

"The Imperial Astronomical Observatory and the gravekeepers are fully cooperating, woooooo..."

Chu Wujiang kissed her directly and then held Yanluo in his arms.

Don't talk, just listen to me.

Chu Wujiang is a nostalgic man. When he wanted to improve his romantic luck this time, he thought of his first wife Yanluo.

Yanluo was short, so Chu Wujiang grabbed her and took her back to Mangshan.

……

Longzhou, Mangshan, the Great Tomb

Yanluo pretended to be angry and said:
"My husband is really like a child."

"I finally made it to the capital, but you pulled me back again."

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:
"Let's go back together later. I miss my wife."

Yanluo was much tougher than before and said directly:
"If your husband wants to do something bad, just tell him directly."

Don't play that game.

Chu Wujiang smiled and said:
"No, I just want you to give me a massage."

"come here quickly."

it is as expected.

Chu Wujiang lay flat on the bed as usual. He still missed the days when his wife gave him a warm bed.

"Got it, husband~"

Yanluo first quietly released the spirit and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then she took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white and tender feet, and stepped on it as usual.

While enjoying his wife's service, Chu Wujiang also managed his harvest and began to improve his fortune.

Fang Xiaoran was promoted to the Yuanshen level, and Chu Wujiang was full.

[Book Owner: Chu Wujiang]

[Luck Points: 300 points of white literary luck, 300 points of cyan literary luck, 300 points of blue literary luck, 550 points of purple literary luck, 300 points of orange literary luck, 250 points of silver love luck, 200 points of silver national luck (loaned)]

Luck points are everywhere.

Now I really can’t spend it all.

Chu Wujiang changed his mind and looked at his own literary fortune.

[Book Owner: Chu Wujiang]

[Literary Luck: Respectfully Asking Ghosts and Gods (Purple), Literary Mind and Carving Dragons (Purple), Bookish Aura (White)]

Chu Wujiang likes to chew the sugar cane from the bottom up, first improving his literary fortune, and then improving his romantic luck.

He looked at the three pieces of Wen Yun and gave the order directly.

[Heavenly Book, use 100 points of blue literary luck to improve my scholarly aura.]

100 points of green literary luck condensed into a seed, directly bombarding the star of literary luck.

There was a boom.

Three options appeared before Chu Wujiang's eyes.

【Grand Piece (Green)】: 【The literary thoughts flow like a spring, and he is good at laying out a grand work. His writing is like a rainbow, with a myriad of atmospheres, which is breathtaking. 】

【Pen Moves Like a Dragon (Green)】: 【The pen moves vigorously like a rainbow, each word is like a pearl, the pen strokes are vivid, the writing is brilliant, and it is praised endlessly. 】

【Danqing Miaobi (qing)】: 【The painting is like flowing clouds emerging from the mountains, the brushstrokes are brilliant, the beauty of the painting is fully revealed, the skillful brushstrokes make people immersed in the painting. 】

Chu Wujiang took a quick scan and couldn't help but analyze:

[One is the ability to write long articles, one is the ability to write beautiful characters, and one is the ability to draw well. ]

[There's nothing special about this, so let's just choose the third one. ]

[After all, Mr. Shenghua is good at painting, so it might be helpful. ]

Chu Wujiang didn’t care much about the green luck, he just picked and chose it at will.

If he wants to learn a little painting, then let him learn it.

The third star of literature turned blue. Now Chu Wujiang could easily draw a beautiful picture when he picked up the pen.

After all, his body has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations, so he doesn't need to train as hard as ordinary people.

Chu Wujiang nodded in his heart and continued to recite silently:
[Book of Heaven, continue to promote me.]

The Heavenly Book absorbed another 100 points of blue literary luck, transformed into a blue seed, and directly bombarded the star of literary luck.

There was a boom.

Chu Wujiang saw three options emerging from the Heavenly Book:

[With a Plan in Mind (Blue)]: [The artistic conception has already taken shape, and the painting is already in my mind before I put pen to paper. The composition is exquisite, the brushstrokes are calm, and every stroke reveals a well-thought-out plan, which is amazing.]

[High-rise building (blue)]: [Excellent conception, strategic planning, overlooking the overall situation from a high place, with a coherent context, layer by layer, and a natural charm that makes people applaud. ]

[Iron Painting and Silver Hook (Blue)]: [The brush tip is as strong as iron, as soft as silver, and the force penetrates the back of the paper. The structure is exquisite and the wood is deep, which is amazing. ]

These three remain unchanged.

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but ponder:
[The first one draws, the second one writes, and the third one writes. ]

【There is nothing to choose from, so why not just go all the way. 】

[Book of Heaven, I choose the first option.]

Since Chu Wujiang's green destiny chose painting, he planned to stick to it and maybe he could put together a set.

as predicted.

As his literary luck turned into blue, Chu Wujiang made rapid progress in painting, and he could draw eyebrows for his wife.

Chu Wujiang's mind moved, and a devilish idea flew out of his mind. He took the silver and ran to the nearby town, bought some raw materials for painting, and then started to paint on paper.

Of course, the pattern that Chu Wujiang painted was not Yanluo giving herself a massage barefoot, but Yanluo in green clothes, swinging on a swing on the tall World Tree.

After Chu Wujiang finished drawing the pattern, he flew back very satisfied and placed it in front of Yanluo.

Yanluo took the picture with surprise and asked in disbelief:
"Husband, did you draw this?"

Chu Wujiang lay on the bed and smiled very comfortably:
"Are you satisfied, ma'am?"

Yanluo bit her lips and nodded vigorously, as if she was afraid of crying with joy.

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

Chu Wujiang turned his back, held her in his arms, and said with a smile:

"Madam, why are you crying?"

Yanluo threw herself on Chu Wujiang and whispered:
"I like the master the most."

Chu Wujiang picked up the painting, frowned, and said in a low voice:
"This painting is not beautiful enough. I'll get a new one for you later."

Yanluo quickly shook her head and said:
"No, that's enough."

"need!"

Chu Wujiang hugged Yanluo and silently said in his heart:

[Book of Heaven, I am confident of getting promoted! ]

With Chu Wujiang's order, 250 points of purple literary luck turned into a luck seed and directly bombarded the stars.

There was a boom.

The Wenquxing star in the sky is twinkling faintly.

For luck, purple quality is already very precious.

For most mortals, the limit they can achieve through hard work is roughly the level of blue luck.

For example, after a soldier has been baptized by many wars, he becomes a veteran and possesses an effect similar to veteran's luck, which is a talent forged by training and experience.

They can become iron guards through hard work and training.

This is as far as we can go.

The purple luck is the boundary that mortals cannot reach.

The Heavenly Book lit up the stars, and three options emerged.

[Masterpiece (Purple)]: [The writing is brilliant, the meaning is profound, and the words contain eternal rhyme. Everything the pen writes becomes a classic, which is timeless and passed down from generation to generation. It can be said to be immortal.]

[The finishing touch (purple)]: [The masterful brushwork gives the painting a soul with just a few strokes, making its charm and artistic conception profound. Every stroke is seamless and breathtaking, and it can be called a masterpiece. ]

[The Pen Shocks Ghosts and Gods (Purple)]: [The writing style seems to be assisted by God, and each word contains a majestic spirit. The power of heaven is fully displayed between strokes of the brush. Ghosts and gods retreat wherever the pen goes. The momentum is magnificent, and it is hard to find a single word. ]

Sure enough.

These three options are beyond the reach of most people no matter how hard they try.

Chu Wujiang stared at the second option [Finishing Touch] without any hesitation.

Although the first and third items are both good.

But Chu Wujiang decided to put together a set. Who knows if his painting ability would continue, he might even be able to obtain the ability of [Magic Brush of Ma Liang]. Wouldn’t that be wonderful!
[Heavenly Book, I choose the second option. ]

Following Chu Wujiang's order, Wenquxing suddenly lit up, and a beam of purple light hit Chu Wujiang, giving him a deeper understanding of the painting.

He used his demonic thoughts to control the paintbrush and added a faint smile to Yanluo's painting.

That smile was a little sweet and a little sad. It gave different feelings and interpretations when viewed from different angles, as if the woman on the world tree had come alive.

Yanluo stared at the scroll blankly, without blinking.

Chu Wujiang stretched out his hand and shook it and said:
"My lady, it's time to come back to your senses."

Yanluo couldn't help but ask:
"Is this me?"

"I always feel that she is much prettier than me."

Yanluo couldn't help pinching her cheeks and felt that the woman in the scroll was even more beautiful.

She is not very confident.

Chu Wujiang chuckled and said:

"No way, my wife is the cutest."

Yanluo hummed, leaned against Chu Wujiang's chest, and whispered:

"Husband, you don't need to do this."

Chu Wujiang stroked Yanluo's black hair and chuckled:
"I'm painting for my wife, so what's the point of talking about whether it's needed or not?"

Chu Wujiang enjoys the love of his wives, but he never takes it for granted and always creates surprises for them one after another.

It would be a waste if I didn't use so much luck to create surprises for the ladies.

For any scholar, having the luck to add the finishing touch to a painting is enough to make him a master in the painting world and establish his own school.

But to Chu Wujiang, this was just a tool to draw his wife's eyebrows.

The two of them spent a tender moment together. Chu Wujiang drew more than ten pictures for Yanluo, but none of them were as good as the first one.

Yanluo put away the picture with great care, intending to keep it forever.

Chu Wujiang began to review his own literary fortunes.

He now has a lot of literary luck, which is enough to light up the fourth literary luck and upgrade it from white to purple.

But Chu Wujiang thought about it and decided to keep these luck for the time being.

Now he has to deal with the Three Tribulations Spirit more and more often. For example, this time when he stole Wen Yun, he almost offended the leader of Yuanji Academy.

Chu Wujiang decided to retain some of his luck in case of any unexpected events.

It will take some time for misfortune to melt away your good fortune.

He has to contend with the Three Tribulations Spirit, so this little time is extremely precious.

Anyway, since we already have the orange literary luck, the lack of a pair of purple literary luck won’t have much impact.

But which one should I choose?

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but ponder:
[Respectfully ask the ghosts and gods, with the help of the witch god's mark, its subsequent route seems to have little value. 】

[Wen Xin Diao Long is more inclined to resonate with the context, and its value seems to be greater.]

[As for painting ability, the orange luck doesn't expect to have the luck of the magic brush Ma Liang, so it's better to put it aside for now. ]

After Chu Wujiang made a brief analysis, he immediately said silently:
[Book of Heaven, promote me to Wen Xin Diao Long. ]

The Heavenly Book shook slightly twice, absorbing all 300 points of orange literary luck and condensing them into an orange luck seed.

Wenquxing began to shake, and as it shook, it emitted an orange glow. The dragon vein of Longzhou shouted happily:
"Master Chu, you are finally back!"

"Little Dragon will always follow in your adult's footsteps."

The entire Mang Mountain was shaking uncontrollably. The stargazers in Longzhou took a look and then closed their eyes.

"Master, what are you doing?"

"The star of literature is shining brightly, and a man of literary fortune will surely be born to bless our dynasty!"

The older stargazer looked at the excited young man and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and sighed:

“The stars are twinkling too many times now.”

"As long as you can't see it, just pretend it doesn't exist!"

The stargazers around nodded in unison.

They have been tortured by the strange celestial phenomena to the point that they no longer believe in any theory and have given up treatment.

The young stargazer was stunned.

What is all this about?

Chu Wujiang didn't care about the sadness of the stargazers. He was watching the three options emerging from the heavenly book -

【Literature carries the truth (orange)】: 【Literature carries the truth, spreads the truth through literature, enlightens wisdom, and the more believers there are, the deeper the truth becomes, and eventually it becomes its own literary tradition, and the academic is immortal.】

【Micro-words with profound meaning (orange)】: 【Condensing thoughts into a few words, and conveying profound meanings into micro-words, the words are concise and profound, and are widely circulated, correcting the original intentions and making the successors clear of the original intentions and accurately inheriting the true meaning of academic research.】

[Golden Rule (Orange)]: [Set rules with words, strict rules, every word is as precious as gold, every sentence is as precious as jade. The wider it spreads, the more people believe in it. People follow it and dare not go beyond it. Its prestige is self-evident.] It is worthy of being the first orange literary fortune. It is of high gold content.

Of course, the effect of Hongfu Qitian cannot be underestimated!
Chu Wujiang took a deep breath. He decided that he couldn’t treat these three as casually as before.

He couldn't help but think:
[The first one is to use literature to convey the truth, which should be the superior fortune of passing down poetry and books from generation to generation, attracting the literary context through one's own academic tradition.]

【I am the orthodoxy. 】

[If there is a strong Taoist tradition, it may become a new martial arts holy land in a few hundred years. ]

The biggest difference between a martial arts holy land and a top-notch sect is whether it can master the development of academic disciplines and become a leader in the discipline.

For example, the Tiandao Sect established the Dao Sect and revised the Tao Te Ching from time to time to make it conform to the correct development direction.

Therefore, they can continuously earn Taoist fortune from the faith of people all over the world.

This time, the Confucianists want to attack the Taoists and eliminate the Taoist geniuses, which is essentially to shake the Taoists' confidence.

You say that your academic tradition is correct, but why do all the young people lose everything?

This subtle effect will become the Confucian school's trump card.

Chu Wujiang was very satisfied with this luck, but he was not in a hurry to make a choice, so he looked at the second luck.

[The second subtle meaning is to maintain the purity of the orthodoxy.]

[Any Taoist tradition that is spread out will either disappear in the long river of history or gradually flourish, and then the followers will compete for the right to speak and the legitimacy of the tradition.]

【At this time, subtle words and profound ideas will be gathered into a consensus, which will alleviate the division of the orthodoxy to a certain extent. 】

[Although Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism have split into different schools, the Holy Land of Martial Arts can still reach a consensus. Such subtle words and great meanings should not be underestimated. ]

[They are less likely to split than the academic traditions of previous generations and are better maintained.]

Chu Wujiang felt that the second item of luck was also very good.

The Buddha also had to worry that after his death, demons like Mara would disrupt his teachings and destroy his academic knowledge, and that he would exist like a zombie that had taken over another person's body.

Concise and profound words can ensure that your academic ideas are less likely to be misunderstood.

Chu Wujiang felt that this luck was also very good, and then looked at the last one.

【The third golden rule of luck. 】

[As the saying goes, a word can be a law for the world. This law needs to be recognized and followed by people to be meaningful. ]

[If an academic tradition requires the construction of a utopia, everyone helps each other, there are no more schemes and conspiracies, and the human race is united. ]

[This idea seems good, but it has no feasibility and is nothing but a castle in the air. ]

[The last golden rule can make the academic tradition more binding and enforce the precepts. ]

[This luck is also very good. ]

[Which one should I choose? ]

Chu Wujiang was a little troubled. These three items were definitely not ordinary orange luck and were extremely valuable.

If the three are combined into one, they can create a powerful academic faction, and may even develop into a holy place for martial arts.

Chu Wujiang was having trouble deciding, and he couldn't help but think:
[The first item of luck is the early stage of the development of academic tradition. I want to spread my ideas to the world. At least I have to take the first step before considering other things.]

Chu Wujiang thought of this and couldn't help but give the order:

[Book of Heaven, I choose the first option, "Literature carries the truth!"]

Following Chu Wujiang's choice, Wen Yun's star completely transformed into orange and emitted a dazzling light.

……

Tianjing, Prime Minister's Mansion
Countless high-ranking officials came to congratulate and presented valuable gifts, fearing that it was too late and the Fang family would remember them.

Even if you give a gift, people may not remember it.

But even if you don't give a gift, people will definitely remember it.

The Fang family now has five spirits, and this is only the power on the surface. Who knows what else the Fang family has hidden behind the scenes.

It is really a situation where oil is boiling in a raging fire and flowers are blooming in profusion.

The Wang family, the Cui family, the Li family, and the Lu family are known as the four great saintly families, and they are also the best preserved saintly families to date.

Now, in addition to advancing his primordial spirit, Fang Xiaoran has also upgraded his seven-aperture exquisite heart to a nine-aperture exquisite heart. The bloodline of the divine beast in his body has been completely controlled by him.

With the full support of the entire Confucian community, a new person with the qualifications of a saint was finally born.

This shows that Confucianism represents the future.

Fang Xiaoran sat in the main seat, looking at the smiling faces below, maintaining perfect etiquette and responding one by one.

Everyone seemed even more satisfied when they saw Fang Xiaoran's reaction.

However, Fang Xiaoran felt vaguely that something urgent had occurred to him, so he had to use the secret technique to transmit the message to Mr. Mo Lin, the dean of Yuanji Academy.

Mr. Molin was also somewhat puzzled:
[You now have the potential to be a saint, and you are also writing about the part of Neo-Confucianism about eliminating human desires.]

[As long as I mobilize the academy and spread your academic articles, the world's literary fortune will continue to gather on you. ]

[By then, you will have already won the upper hand and won't have to worry about any enemies, not even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.]

Fang Xiaoran was just about to thank the college for its support when the two of them looked towards the direction of Longzhou at the same time.

Mr. Mo Lin and Fang Xiaoran saw an orange beam of light shooting straight into the sky, which even affected Fang Xiaoran's saintly luck.

The head of Yuanji Academy's face suddenly changed slightly, and he couldn't help but whispered:
"The prosperity of literature should be a blessing for Confucianism, but it just happened to appear at the wrong time."

"I'm afraid it's a bad sign."

Fang Xiaoran nodded and said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, Master. If this kind of luck is to pose a threat, it must at least have a true academic tradition."

"The academy can recruit him and use him for my own benefit."

Mr. Molin nodded and said:
"You have developed such a magnanimous character, but it is a pity that it is still short-lived."

"If someone brings up a new academic topic and disputes with you, you must use drastic measures when necessary."

Academic debates are very bloody.

In Chu Wujiang's previous life, during the early expansion period, the Buddhist sect's way of debate was:

[If there is even one word that is unreasonable, please behead the Prime Minister. ]

How can you promote your ideas if you don't risk your life to defend them?

Fang Xiaoran stared at the orange beam of light in the distance, nodded solemnly and said:

"Don't worry, Master. I understand."

At this time, the children begging outside the Prime Minister's Mansion suddenly sang a ballad:
"The emperor's flag is divided in half, and the winds and rains from all directions will gather in Tianzhou."

"The yellow sand covers the sky and blocks the sun and moon, and the vast mountains and rivers are in vain."

The children clapped their hands to each other and sang strange songs.

Until a scholar heard it, his face changed drastically and he shouted:
"Children, stop singing."

……

Longzhou, Mangshan

Chu Wujiang experienced the changes brought about by the literary fortunes. From now on, the academic concepts he put forward, as long as they could form an academic faction, would become their own literary context.

By then, will he still be short of luck points?
No missing.

If the supreme secret treasure of romantic luck is hidden in the illusory world of Taixu, then the supreme secret treasure of literary luck is to become a true scholar.

Not to mention unifying the world, at least we need to become the most influential school of thought in the world.

The power of literature to convey a message depends on whether your message can be recognized by people all over the world.

The greater the recognition, the greater the power.

If there is no recognition, it is worthless.

Chu Wujiang nodded with satisfaction. He had finally completed the most important part of the promotion of Wen Yun.

Now you can start advancing to Silver Romance Luck.

Fang Xiaoran and Ru Men went through untold hardships to successfully create the qualifications of a sage, but Chu Wujiang wanted to widen the gap all at once and possess two complete qualifications of a sage and the equivalent of half a mark of the Witch God, which means two and a half.

So which one should I choose?

Chu Wujiang stared at the two orange peach blossoms on his body, one was the sea that embraces all rivers, and the other was an immortal caressing his head.

In terms of function, the meaning of "the sea embraces all rivers" is greater.

Chu Wujiang hugged Yanluo and suddenly said silently in his heart:
[Book of Heaven, give me the promotion to the level of Hainabaichuan. ]

Boom!Boom!Boom!
The silver peach blossom luck in Chu Wujiang's body was as thick as mercury and extremely heavy. It overflowed from the seal of Longde Zhenxie and dripped onto the Heavenly Book drop by drop.

With every drop that fell, the Heavenly Book would tremble slightly, and the shaking would become bigger and bigger.

Until all 250 points of silver peach blossom luck fell on the Heavenly Book, it could not help but shake violently, as if using centrifugal force to condense the silver peach blossom luck into a brand new cannonball.

This silver cannonball was placed on the Heavenly Book, allowing it to unleash its full power.

The dragon vein of Longzhou couldn't help but shout:
"My lord, Xiaolong has been waiting for your arrival."

emission!

Silver shells poured out at this moment, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness was shaking violently.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Chu Wujiang felt a buzzing in his ears, and his sea of ​​consciousness exploded with silver peach blossoms.

In an instant, Chu Wujiang seemed to see the illusory world of Taixu and the real body hidden in the white mist.

A huge peach tree.

This peach tree has countless exotic peaches, which grow in pairs like intertwined branches.

Chu Wujiang suddenly understood.

The owner of the illusory world of Taixu is actually an ancient peach tree, which can influence and determine the marriages of people all over the world, causing countless peach blossoms to eventually gather here.

Under the peach tree is a boundless ocean, which is the sea of ​​love.

It grows on the sea of ​​love, using the marriages of the world as nourishment, and continues to grow, as if it wants to break through the sky and break through its own limits.

Destiny realm?

Chu Wujiang still couldn't understand the information, and the pattern only appeared for a short moment.

At this time, the first option began to emerge in the Heavenly Book:

[Hongmeng Love (Silver)]: [Deeply in love, with a single heart, pure as the dawn of the universe, destined to move the hearts of thousands of people in the world. The more devoted and devoted one is, the more he can attract the hearts of all living beings, entangled with all living beings, destined to be together but not destined, countless opposite sexes are willing to die for him.]

Now the lover really appeared.

Chu Wujiang took a deep breath and began to analyze these fortunes calmly.

[The first one is Hongmeng love. It must maintain true love and only love one person. The deeper his love for that person, the more other women will like him, and they may even be willing to die for him.]

[To put it bluntly, relying on this luck alone, he can become a popular lover, and all women in the world will have a deep affection for him.]

[The premise is that he must love only one person and cannot destroy his true love. ]

[He was loved by women all over the world and became a romantic, but at the same time, he was doomed to a tragic fate.]

The most twisted and terrifying love luck.

If a man possesses the fate of a great romantic, he can make countless women, especially those who have not yet settled down in marriage, die for him.

Assuming that Chu Wujiang had this luck from the beginning in Longzhou, those women who had never been married or had a lover would fall in love with him almost at first sight.

Of course, this is a pure love destiny and will not affect those who are married or have true love.

The holder can seduce women all over the world and establish countless romances, but there can only be one person in his heart.

If this is destroyed, the luck will also be ruined.

The devil chose this thing!

I don't want it even if it's given to me for free.

Chu Wujiang now understood the standard of the Grand Illusionary Realm. It was indeed very distorted. He continued to look at the second destiny.

[Spread the seeds all over the world (Silver)]: [The seeds of life, spread far and wide, destined to multiply endless vitality in the world, regardless of fate, physique, or race, can reproduce offspring, but will attract backlash from heaven and earth, and it is easy to have a share but no fate. ]

Brother, you are here as expected.

The corners of Chu Wujiang's mouth twitched slightly.

He had a premonition that he would encounter this good fortune.

It is like a super superior form of [Divine Intercourse] that can produce offspring regardless of any physical condition.

As long as you want to mate, offspring will be produced, truly realizing equality for all beings.

For example, some people with special physical conditions make it impossible for them to have offspring, but this luck can overcome all difficulties and allow you to have children.

Chu Wujiang felt that this one was better than the first one. From the perspective of reproducing the family, it was the best and could guarantee the quality of the children.

But it will produce a very strong negative effect, which is the disgust of heaven and earth.

This aversion has nothing to do with Chu Wujiang’s own attractiveness, but rather a certain restriction of the laws of nature that prevents a certain type of life from dominating.

After all, all the children in the world are yours, which means that the reproduction rights of other lives are suppressed.

Chu Wujiang pondered for a moment, and continued to look at the third destiny——

[Red Thread of Destiny (Silver)]: [Destiny is the red thread of destiny, love is as deep as the sea and as deep as the first crossing of the Milky Way, destined to conclude countless good relationships in the world, with fate and destiny with all living beings in the world, not affected by fate. ]

This fortune is like an enhanced version of a perfect match.

I have a connection with all the women in the world.

If the Hongmeng lover is the one who has full love, then except for one person, everyone else is not destined to be together. Then the red thread of destiny can allow the holder to tie the red thread with other women.

The presence of a red thread does not mean that they will be together, the red thread will also break, but it can help them avoid the tricks of fate.

Chu Wujiang couldn't help but analyze:
[The second option is to spread seeds all over the world. I have the chance but not the luck. If I choose this luck, this illusory world will add negative effects to me crazily.]

[You can make the opposite sex have children, but it will make the opposite sex fall out with you. ]

[The third item, the Red Thread of Destiny, does not have the immediate effect of the first and second items, but it can arrange a marriage with other women for you from the perspective of fate, making your future more fulfilling.]

【Because this is the authority of Yue Lao.】

Chu Wujiang thought about it again and again. Although he really wanted to try the second option, as his luck became stronger and stronger, having a child was not too difficult. Even if there was a gap between his soul and the cultivation level of ordinary people, he was not afraid.

He thought about it and finally made a decision.

[Tianshu, choose the third option for me.]

The Red Luan Star in the sky suddenly emitted a dazzling silver light and fell to the earth.

Generally speaking, even with the blessing of peach blossom luck, there will be no unusual movement of the Red Luan star.

At this time, Chu Wujiang looked at Yanluo and found that there was a thin red line on her slender little hand.

And the red thread is tied to Chu Wujiang.

From then on, Chu Wujiang could see the red thread of marriage, and he could also tie his own red thread on other women, thus increasing the indescribable fate between them.

(End of this chapter)