I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 317: The Power of True and False Luck
No one in the entire Kyushu Continent knew what happened in the Northern Territory.

The fact that Gu Changfeng broke through his realm and became the first Nascent Soul stage cultivator in the entire Jiuzhou Continent only caused a sensation within a small circle.

Except for the Wudang disciples and some people who have close ties with Wudang, other people's perception is not strong.

After all, it has only been a little over a year since Xiandao was founded, and there is still a long way to go before most people can accept it.

However, another incident happened during this period that shocked many people.

Since Miaodi, Kongming and others fell into the path of evil, they controlled the sea of ​​blood and wreaked havoc on it, devouring countless lives, causing extremely bad consequences.

The Ming Dynasty announced that Northern Shaolin would be regarded as an evil force and would be cleared out.

With the state machinery running, and with Northern Shaolin's strongest figure, Bodhisattva Guangmu Tianwang, away, the only powerful earthly immortal, Joyful Vajra, slipped away upon hearing the news.

The remaining forces of Northern Shaolin were simply unable to resist, and a large number of Shaolin monks died tragically. The survivors changed their appearances and began to flee.

It is really sad that Northern Shaolin, a long-established top-notch sect on the Kyushu continent that has been passed down for thousands of years, has fallen apart in this way.

Deep in the underground palace of the Ming Dynasty Palace.

Zhu Houzhao was reporting on the annihilation of Northern Shaolin, with an excited look on his face.

"Ancestor, it was very easy to destroy Northern Shaolin this time. We basically didn't encounter any decent resistance. In fact, this was also thanks to the fact that Wudang Sect has eliminated many strong men in Shaolin in recent years."

"At this point, the most powerful underworld force in the Ming Dynasty has disappeared. No one will ever threaten our rule again."

"I heard from the people below that a lot of precious things were looted from Northern Shaolin. I will send them to you after I sort them out."

Emperor Minghuang, who was sitting upright on the cushion, didn't even open his eyes. He just hummed lightly, as if there was no ripple in his heart.

Zhu Houzhao showed a little embarrassment when he saw this, then rolled his eyes and continued.

"But, ancestor, if we attack Shaolin like this, I'm afraid Guangmu won't let us go easily when he comes back. After all, he is quite powerful. If he intends to take revenge, it will be very difficult to prevent him."

The Emperor Ming, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhu Houzhao, and snorted coldly.

"Oh, he personally promised to give me an explanation within three days."

"But what about now? Five full days have passed and there is still no sign of him, nor any news. It's no wonder that the emperor is so cruel and ruthless."

"I know you are worried that he will go crazy and seek revenge, but I am connected to the dragon vein of the Ming Dynasty. As long as he enters the territory of the Ming Dynasty, I will know it, and I will deal with him at that time. Don't worry, you just need to do your own thing."

After hearing this, Zhu Houzhao felt relieved, knowing that the other party had something in mind, and bowed quickly.

"Yes! Thank you for your concern about Guangmu."

"As for the Great Sui, I have ordered the assembly of 500,000 troops. I estimate that we will be able to set off in half a month to swallow this piece of fat meat."

“As for the Wudang Sect, although if the ancestor takes action, Wudang will be reduced to ashes in an instant, but there is no need to trouble the ancestor for this matter.”

"My grandson thinks this way. First, merge the territory of the Sui Dynasty into the Ming Dynasty. This will greatly strengthen the dragon vein of the Ming Dynasty. With the location of Wudang, it will be sandwiched between the two territories of the Ming Dynasty. It will be like catching a turtle in a jar. We can wear them down to death!"

The Emperor looked up and glanced at Zhu Houzhao again.

To be honest, he was not satisfied with the other party's strategy, very dissatisfied.

As the most powerful dynasty in the Eastern Region so far, it should deal with the enemy with thunderous force and absolute strength to crush the opponent. Only in this way can it demonstrate the power of the dynasty and make the world tremble with fear.

However, Zhu Houzhao's method was really too long-winded and dragging.

Unconsciously, Emperor Minghuang began to miss Zhu Wusi.

"If you ignore the fact that the child is still alive, that would be better than Atsho, right?"

'Perhaps he is the most suitable candidate for the emperor of our Ming Dynasty.'

"If I hadn't been trying to bring out his potential, and hadn't interfered many times, or ignored him, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

But there is no medicine for regret in the world, and the dead cannot be resurrected.

The road still needs to be walked.

With a slight nod, Emperor Ming spoke softly.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

"Hou Zhao, remember, you are the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. You should be able to make decisions. You don't need to ask me for instructions on everything in the future."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houzhao was stunned at first, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The meaning of Emperor Minghuang's words is very clear, which is to delegate power!
"Sure enough, after Zhu Wusi's death, there is one less competitor, and the ancestor can only rely on me, hahahaha!"

Trying hard to suppress the joy in his heart, Zhu Houzhao bowed again.

"Hou Zhao will follow the old ancestor's order and will not easily disturb the old ancestor's meditation in the future."

The Emperor closed his eyes and waved his hands.

Zhu Houzhao understood what he meant, bowed again and retreated quietly.

On the other side, in Wudang Mountain.

Gu Changfeng's breakthrough greatly inspired the cultivation enthusiasm of all Wudang disciples.

Recently, there were fewer people on the entire Wudang Mountain. Everyone stayed in the cave and practiced hard. Zhang Cuishan and Yin Liting, two of the Seven Heroes of Wudang, also began to formally strive for the foundation-building stage.

It is worth mentioning that.

The Jiangnan Hua family moved to Wudang and were personally received by Song Yuanqiao. They became the largest family in the outer sect of Wudang, which was explosive news and attracted a lot of discussion.

"The Jiangnan Hua family is not just a small family, but a wealthy family in Jiangnan. They are willing to abandon their business in Jiangnan and move to Wudang. This shows that they are very optimistic about the Wudang Sect!"

"But I don't understand, why is the Wudang Sect's immortal way so attractive?"

"Hey! You don't know this, right? Mr. Hua's eyes were healed in Wudang. Also, when the blood sea was raging, it happened that Mr. Hua was also involved and entered Wudang for refuge."

"Given the vision of Mr. Hua, he must have discovered something extraordinary to make such a decision."

"You should know that if you choose Wudang Sect, it is equivalent to opposing the entire Ming Dynasty. This is not a joke."

The relocation of the Hua family not only provided the Wudang Sect with a number of high-quality immortal cultivators, but also made more people extremely curious about Wudang, and many people decided to visit Wudang.

At this time, at Tianzhu Peak, inside the Tree of Life tree house.

Gu Changfeng, dressed in a green Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on a cushion. His whole body was calm and no breath came out, as if his body had merged into nature.

Slowly opening his eyes, a smile appeared on Gu Changfeng's face.

"After several days of meditation, my realm has been completely stabilized and I have reached the early stage of Nascent Soul."

With a thought, his spiritual consciousness swept across and he became aware of the surrounding environment.

And the range of spiritual consciousness has reached an extremely terrifying hundreds of miles!

In other words, even if Gu Changfeng was sitting in the tree house of the Tree of Life, everything that happened in the entire Tianzhu Peak could not be hidden from his eyes.

After retracting his spiritual sense, Gu Changfeng spoke slowly.

"Then next, we need to consider the cultivation method from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

"During this stage, the main task is to grow the Nascent Soul and eventually turn it into a Primordial Spirit when it reaches the same size as the main body. It can also be said that it is mainly about cultivating mental strength."

"Obviously, the previous method of tempering mental strength is not good enough."

After a slight hesitation, Gu Changfeng closed his eyes, and the Nascent Soul in his Dantian opened its eyes at the same time, looking at his own small hands with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

'To break the elixir and become an infant, a huge amount of mental power is needed.'

'If there is no adventure, this process will normally take at least a hundred years.'

'Of course, to achieve the Nascent Soul stage, one still needs the Heavenly Tribulation.'

'For a pure spiritual body like the Nascent Soul, the Heavenly Tribulation is extremely lethal, but why does the solidification of my Nascent Soul also rely on the Heavenly Tribulation? Is there a connection between them?'

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng's Nascent Soul closed his eyes and began to recall everything that happened during the tribulation.

Scenes are constantly replayed in the spiritual space like a movie.

Suddenly, the picture froze, and Gu Changfeng suddenly opened his eyes with a solemn look in his eyes.

In his vision, when the thunder entered his body, the power of the heavenly tribulation tempered his flesh.

At the same time, there were strands of light golden threads entering the Nascent Soul.

It was precisely because of these light golden threads that the Nascent Soul finally became solid.

To be precise, the important components of Nascent Soul are mental power and these light golden threads.

Gu Changfeng was not unfamiliar with this thing, it was the power of destiny!
Obviously, the condensation and improvement of Nascent Soul cannot be separated from the power of luck.

With this discovery, Gu Changfeng was not happy but confused.

"Improvement after the Nascent Soul stage actually requires the power of luck?"

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the dragon vein in the room flew over, and a steady stream of luck and power poured in.

But to Gu Changfeng's surprise, his Nascent Soul did not get any improvement!

It was as if the power of luck in the dragon vein was fake!
"What's going on? Is my idea wrong?"

Gu Changfeng frowned, his eyes fixed on the strands of light golden threads emanating from the dragon vein in his hand.

The pattern of the Hongmeng Dao Fruit at the center of the eyebrows flickered, allowing one to see everything clearly inside and out.

Suddenly, Gu Changfeng's eyes focused and he discovered that the power of luck in the dragon vein was actually different from the power of luck in the heavenly tribulation!

The latter contains the lines of laws, while the former is empty inside!
This discovery instantly made Gu Changfeng feel incredible.

After possessing the Hongmeng Dao Fruit, Gu Changfeng understood a truth.

The world is made up of countless laws. The essence of all things is laws, and they should all contain the lines of laws.

This is true for flowers, grass, trees, people, and even a stone on the roadside, without exception.

But right before my eyes, there was an exception!
(End of this chapter)