Reborn in the Great Wilderness, I became the teacher of burning lamp

Chapter 270 The Son of Fortune
Taoist Maitreya was startled, he thought of the White Lotus Sect and the Brahman Sect that had always been entrenched in the western land.

These two sects, in terms of demagoguery ability, are even higher than their western sects.For millions of years, these two major sects have been like the flames of immortal volcanoes, which cannot be extinguished no matter how much they are poured. After the reappearance of the Demon Cult, they have the potential to start a blazing fire.

He suddenly discovered that the power of darkness was stronger than he had imagined.

"Could it be that we can't stop the expansion of the dark forces?"

"Senior, this junior knows that you and the two masters have some quarrels, but I, the Western beings, are innocent. I hope that senior, with the compassionate heart of an immortal, can point out a way out for my Western beings."

Taoist Maitreya took a deep breath and asked worriedly.

The corner of Taoist Wuji's mouth twitched, the first sentence sounds familiar!
He opened his mouth and said: "In the world, where there is evil, there is righteousness. The evil way is prosperous, and there are sons of luck in my immortal way. As long as we can find the sons of luck and gather their strength, we can guard the righteousness and ward off evil, and maintain the righteous way. "

"Child of luck?"

Taoist Maitreya was dazed and confused.

In the eyes of quasi-sages, luck is something mysterious and elusive.

"That's right! It's the son of luck!"

Taoist Wuji solemnly said: "The son of luck, inheriting the immortal way, luck is the key to saving the West this time. The birth of the son of luck is also a precursor to the calamity of heaven and earth. The next calamity of heaven and earth is not far away! "

"Measure robbery!"

Taoist Maitreya's smiling face disappeared, and he couldn't smile when he heard that the heaven and the earth were calamity.The number of quasi-saints who fell from the Lich's calamity was greater than the number of disciples of their Western religion.

In other words, if one is bad, their Western religion will destroy it.

"Senior, please enlighten me!"

He kowtowed again and again.

"This seat has already said that the key to everything lies in the son of luck. If you find the son of luck, you will be able to lead the Western religion through this crisis."

Taoist Maitreya stopped pleading, and said earnestly: "Then, where should this junior look for the Son of Destiny?"

Taoist Wuji said: "Let me do some calculations."

The next moment, above his body, an artistic conception bigger than the sky spread out, extending infinitely towards the world, as if it was going to cover the entire prehistoric world.

This artistic conception is too terrifying.

Taoist Maitreya felt that in this artistic conception, his soul would be assimilated and integrated into the Dao of Wuji Taoist.

"It's amazing! Fortunately, Senior Wuji didn't make a real move, otherwise, I would be infected by his way, and I wouldn't be able to escape!"

For the first time, he realized the power of the Almighty who cultivated to the Primordial Realm by himself, which was extremely shocking.

All of a sudden, Taoist Promise withdrew the aura scattered between the heaven and the earth, and became ordinary again.

"The children of luck this time are not simple. There are eight people in total, and it is very difficult to calculate. But this seat has used the power of the sky, and finally got a glimpse of the secret."

"Senior, please speak up!"

Taoist Maitreya was full of hope and joy.

Daoist Wuji said: "Forget it, for the sake of the future of the Immortal Realm, let me reveal some secrets to you! The sons of luck this time, each of them comes from different forces, and they are all people with great luck and great magic power. "

As soon as the words of Taoist Wuji fell, Taoist Maitreya felt that his environment had changed, the sky was spinning, the void changed, and he appeared outside Longhu Xianshan.

Taoist Maitreya was sweating profusely on his back, feeling like he had a nightmare.

He didn't realize until now that he had talked with Taoist Wuji for so long.

"Eight sons of luck, why do they help my Western religion fight against the dark forces?"

Taoist Maitreya raised his head and looked at the majestic and unfathomable Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the distance. He was extremely confused and didn't know where to go.

After dismissing Taoist Maitreya casually, three jet-black demonic energy appeared beside Taoist Wuji, but no human form appeared.

"Friend Jidu, what do you think?"

Daoist Wuji looked at the three demonic qi, as if he could see Demon Lord Jidu who was far away in the demon world through the demonic qi.

"I don't care about other things. I just want to know when fellow daoists plan to activate the Great Formation of Demon Tribulation and Daoism. Fellow daoists should be clear that this is our only chance. If we fail, the prehistoric world will never appear again." Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian other than Taoist people."

Taoist Wuji nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, what we have to do now is to wait patiently until the foundation of Xuanmen is shaken. In that way, when the catastrophe comes, the ancestor of Xuanmen will be powerless to change the general trend of the world and counterattack the way of heaven .”

When the three great demons heard the words of Wuji Daoist, they felt confident.

"This seat is still worried. If during this process, those sages of heaven break through the realm and return to the prehistoric world, or the masters of Yang Mei's great world take advantage of the emptiness of the prehistoric world and get involved in the catastrophe, then don't worry." It's so easy!"

This time it was Demon Lord Xingnu who spoke.

Daoist Wuji fell into thinking.

Xingnu Mozun's words are not unreasonable, and the sages of heaven and earth are not to be feared, but Yang Mei's great power is unfathomable.

What is the most important thing in cultivating the Tao?It's communication!Only by communicating with colleagues can we continuously improve our strength.

However, since the ancestor of Xuanmen proved the Tao, the prehistoric world has been closed and closed, and has been disconnected from the heavens and the worlds. It is not known how prosperous the cultivation forces in the heavens and the worlds have become.

The world of Shenwu is just a small world, and there are five quasi-sacred realm powers.And this world is just a testing ground for Zhentian Wuzun of Yangmei Datiandi.

There is also the Holy Land of Gentlemen, who can invite monks from all heavens and worlds to Yangmei Datiandi, how powerful are they?

The prehistoric world is behind!
Although he didn't want to admit it, Daoist Wuji had to think so.

"Friend Wuji, what do you say?"

Daoist Wuji didn't speak for a long time, Mozun Jidu asked.

At this time, he had considered the relevant interests clearly, and said with a smile: "On Dao Hunyuan, the more people who come, the better. Are you afraid of them?" When he spoke, his eyes flickered, revealing With strong anticipation.

Demon Venerable Xingnu said: "Fellow Daoist, have you never thought that someone here will support Xuanmen?"

"If the three demon friends are afraid, they can become enlightened in a different way!"

Daoist Wuji remained unmoved, and spoke to stimulate the three of them.

After practicing for so many years, the three great demon masters have finally reached the peak of the road of detachment. They will prove the Hunyuan Tao, and they will never give up on the Tao.

"Hmph! Fellow Daoist, don't play around, you don't want the Wuji Immortal Dao created by yourself to be swallowed up by old man Hongjun, do you?"

After saying these words, the three demonic energy disappeared without a trace and left Longhu Xianshan.

The three of them understood that Taoist Wuji had made up his mind and it was impossible to change it, so they were unwilling to waste any more time persuading him.

(End of this chapter)