Chapter 43 Fishing for the Son of Luck
I feel excited just thinking about it.

Since the crossing, because the luck level is black, he has been restricted in facing the luck.

Xia Sheng, Ye Longxiang and other sons of luck had to let each other go because of the limitation of luck level.

"Yes, but there are also restrictions on luck levels."

"What do you mean?"

My heart suddenly sank.

That's what he's worried about.

"Based on the host's current level of luck, he can directly trample to death a son of yellow-level luck. Once he encounters a green-level luck, the host still cannot directly trample to death."

It turned out to be the case.

That is to say, if he meets Xia Sheng, he can directly trample him to death.

Once he encounters the level of luck, which is higher than that of Xia Sheng, he can only slowly devour it instead of directly trampling it to death.

"The host needs to continuously improve the level of luck to be able to trample to death in a higher level of luck."

"understood."

He didn't continue to worry about the level of luck. If he wanted to step on the higher level of luck, he had to constantly improve his level of luck.

An ancient fishing rod appeared in Su Ming's hand.

This time I came to Tianchi to complete the task, the system rewarded myself for fishing once, and there was a time limit.

Holding the Wangu fishing rod in his hand, he gently threw it directly towards the void in front of him.

What is the grandfather doing?
Liu Chongshan was somewhat curious, not knowing what the old ancestor meant.

The infinitely long fishing line submerged into the endless void. Su Ming felt a special force, and his soul followed the hook to penetrate layers of space.

I don't know what I can fish this time.

In the Eastern Wasteland, there are eight ancient clans.

They are the Futu Ancient Clan, the Tianxu Ancient Clan, the Dragon Elephant Ancient Clan, the Xingchen Ancient Clan, the Heaven Punishment Ancient Clan, the Soul Prison Ancient Clan, the Mingmo Ancient Clan, and the Wanfo Ancient Clan.

The Futu Ancient Clan is one of the Eight Great Ancient Clans.

Houfeng Waterfall.

It seems that nine days are pouring down, and the power of the waterfall is amazing.

A young man stands under the curtain.

Close your eyes, like an old monk in meditation, motionless.

The young man's name is Li Juehen, the son of the Patriarch of the Ancient Buddha Clan, and the No.1 talent of the Ancient Buddha Clan. He just broke through to the Venerable Realm three months ago and became the person who broke through to the Venerable the fastest in the history of the Ancient Buddha Clan. .

Li Juehen was also appointed internally as the next patriarch of the Futu Ancient Clan.

Just now.

There was a wave in the void, and Su Ming's soul penetrated the space with the hook, and his breath covered the entire void, looking at the young man under the waterfall.

hum!
Feeling the breath locking him, Li Juehen suddenly opened his eyes and saw a hook appearing in front of him. He had already been hooked by the hook without any chance to react.

The top of the barren mountain.

After successfully fishing for Li Juehen, Su Ming took back the Wangu fishing rod and nodded in satisfaction. He never thought that he would be able to fish a venerable this time.

"Drip, the host is very lucky this time, and caught a son of luck, and the luck level is green."

what?
Child of luck?

Su Ming was completely dumbfounded. He never thought that he could catch a son of luck this time. Of course he knew what a son of luck meant.

Li Juehen's level of luck is even higher than that of Xia Sheng, and is at the same level of luck as Ye Longxiang.

"Owner."

"Explain yourself first."

"My name is Li Juehen. I come from the ancient Futu clan. My father is the patriarch of the ancient Futu clan. I just broke through to the Venerable Realm in three months..."

Without interrupting Li Juehen, Su Ming became more and more satisfied. It seems that he was able to catch the son of luck this time, which has a lot to do with the improvement of his luck level.

Su Ming has been thinking, with his luck level, if he successfully reaches the red level, does he count as luck?

According to Su Ming's understanding.

Strictly speaking, being in this world can be regarded as luck, but with the Eternal Supreme Villain System, he is doomed to only take the path of a villain.

In other words.

Even if he is in luck, he is also the son of villain luck, and he is the son of decent luck.

"Do you know Qi Chang?"

"know."

"You go back to the Ancient Buddha Clan now, don't mention the relationship between you and me to anyone, first settle Qichang for me, don't kill him, and Dong Feixue, understand?"

"Understood," Li Juehen didn't ask much, and surrendered to his master, he knew what to ask and what not to ask.

Su Ming did not spend 500 villain points to send Li Juehen back. He believed that with Li Juehen's strength and identity, he must have his own flying weapon, but it was just a little delay.

"You go first."

"Yes."

Seeing Li Juehen leave, Liu Chongshan, who was standing not far away, was in a dazed state from beginning to end. He really didn't expect that the fishing rod in the ancestor's hand was so domineering, and he directly fished the young patriarch of the Futu ancient clan.

"Do you know Li Juehen?"

Liu Chongshan nodded, and sighed: "Li Juehen, a well-known figure in the Eastern Wilderness, a super genius from the ancient Futu clan, it is said that when Li Juehen was born, he was born, and he was also the youngest of the ancient Futu clan. His lord."

It seems that I have made a lot of money by catching Li Juehen this time.

Before in Panxu Sect, he defeated Qi Chang, but he was still thinking that when Qi Chang and Dong Feixue returned to the ancient Futu clan, they would definitely not let it go.

With Dong Feixue's talent and potential, the Ancient Buddha Clan would definitely pay attention to it, but with his current strength, he would be somewhat afraid of facing the Ancient Futu Clan.

Now there is no need at all, with the young patriarch Li Juehen in charge, not only does he not need to worry, but he will also solve Qi Chang and Dong Feixue for himself.

Futu ancient clan.

Qi Chang and Dong Feixue, with the help of the teleportation array and the flying spirit weapon, successfully returned to the ancient Futu clan in the shortest possible time. The angry two were somewhat embarrassed.

"Junior Sister Feixue, when we report the matter to Master, I believe Master will definitely send a strong person from the clan to deal with Su Ming."

"Thank you, brother."

Dong Feixue was very aggrieved, with endless worries in her heart, she didn't know what happened to her grandfather and father.

Originally, the development of things was so beautiful, who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would come out halfway and disrupt everything.

"Senior Brother Qi Chang, Master asked you to go to the main hall."

"it is good."

Qi Chang did not hesitate at all, and immediately took Dong Feixue to the main hall.

The magnificent hall has eight golden stone pillars, and the ground is paved with special stones.

The two walked into the hall.

"Master."

"Disciple Feixue pays homage to Master."

Murong Wuya, the elder of the Buddha ancient clan, is also the master of the two, and has a very high status in the Buddha ancient clan.

Nodding his head, Murong Wuya valued Dong Feixue very much, and said with a smile: "Feixue, this is the patriarch."

"Disciple Feixue pays respects to the patriarch."

Li Tu, the patriarch of the Futu Ancient Clan, sat at the top.

"That's right," Li Tu could tell that Dong Feixue's talent was pretty good, otherwise, the elders wouldn't have accepted him as a disciple.

(End of this chapter)

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