I am Really not a Child of Luck (I Am Really Not The Son of Providence)

Shen Tian grasped the sword formula with his hands, and methodically manipulated the Ziqing twin swords to kill the Golden Crow.

All the Tianjiao also cherish this hard-won opportunity very much, and use the "Sun Emperor Sutra" to refine the energy with all their strength.

For a time, the energy tide surged in the entire channel, and almost everyone's cultivation and power were improving at an extremely fast speed.

Among them, Zhao Hao, Fang Chang, Zhang Yunxi, and Qin Gao who practiced the fire-attribute skills have made the most obvious progress, as if they were cheating.

When the last Raging Flame Golden Crow let out a scream and dissipated into flames, everyone let out a long breath of foul air, still feeling a little unfinished.

This tomb of Emperor Jinwu is really a good place!

Shen Tian looked at the top of everyone's heads calmly, but saw that the halos above everyone's heads had more or less increased a little.

And he himself felt as if he was floating all over his body. Although it was inconvenient to look at it with a mirror, Shen Tian knew that the golden light above his head was probably more intense.

I don't know to what extent the halo on the head of the Son of God can be improved after the experience in the tomb of the Golden Crow Emperor is over.

"Everyone should have gained a lot from absorbing the flames of the Golden Crow. Let's meditate for half an hour to digest what we have gained, and then move on!"

Shen Tian was not in a hurry to lead the crowd to move on, because sometimes it was better to be early than to be timely.

Following this group of masters with strong luck is still more secure than walking alone.

"I would be very grateful for the trouble of the Son of Heaven to protect the Dharma."

Linglong Emperor Ji looked at Shen Tian full of curiosity, and sat cross-legged beside Shen Tian to meditate.

However, her main thoughts at this time are not sorting out the harvest, but thinking wildly: This son of the gods is too warm!

The most important word in the road of cultivating immortality is - struggle.

It stands to reason that a large amount of fire attribute energy in the Golden Crow channel is of great use to any fire cultivator.

Even if Shen Tian's "Sun Emperor Sutra" has been cultivated to a perfect state, he doesn't need to use these energies to comprehend the Emperor Sutra, but he can devour energy to improve his strength!

But what about Shen Tian!

Not only did he painstakingly kill all the Raging Flame Golden Crows, but he also donated all his energy to his companions.

This operation really made Linglong Emperor Ji completely incomprehensible, she was simply a sage!

The problem is that with his kind of mind, shouldn't he be eaten up by intrigue in the world of cultivating immortals? How can he still cultivate to such a state and possess such combat power?

It has to be said that Linglong Emperor Ji's curiosity towards Shen Tian is getting heavier and heavier!

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At this time, other people have more or less special thoughts in their hearts.

But no one wanted to be the one who broke the tacit understanding, and the passage seemed exceptionally quiet for a while.

Only those Tianjiao's aura and strength are steadily improving. If they return to the Five Realms, they will definitely surprise their peers.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Shen Tian's face: "The passage in the emperor's tomb is winding and winding, it is fate to meet him, why don't you come out and tell me, brother, hiding in the dark like this is not what a gentleman does."

Brother?

Shen Tian's words immediately made everyone around him frown slightly.

The passage is so big, and there are almost no bunkers at a glance, how can people hide in this kind of place?

If other people said such things, they would definitely be regarded as 'suspicious' by everyone, but since it was Shengzi Shenxiao who spoke, it must be right!

hiss~

For a moment, everyone couldn't help feeling afraid.

That person in the dark was able to conceal the perception of all Tianjiao, even Kunming and Kunyu in the early days of Tianzun, which shows that his concealment ability is so strong that it is absolutely unimaginable.

If Shen Tian is not here, and this guy has bad intentions, maybe everyone will suffer a lot.

When it was steep, everyone stood ready.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the passage was still extremely quiet.

It seemed that it was really just Shen Tian's illusion that there was indeed no one else in this passage except them.

The smile on Shen Tian's face became more and more obvious, and his eyes flickered with silver light: "Brother Gui, although your concealment technique is superb, you can't hide it from my innate pupils."

"Brother Shen, I see that the aura of the exercises in your body is quite similar to the "Shenxiao Emperor Jing" of our sect, so please give me an explanation."

Brother Turtle?

The breath is quite similar to the Divine Heavenly Emperor's Scripture?

If we say the 'Xiongtai' that Shen Tian said before, it's just a more general term.

Then Brother Gui and his aura are quite similar to the "Shenxiao Dijing", which is already too clear, pointing directly to the existence in the dark.

...

cough cough~

A feigned old-fashioned cough came from the void: "Ahem, interesting, I didn't expect that the descendants of the generation of Shenxiao Holy Land are still a little bit real!"

With the sound of coughing, a white figure emerged from the void.

This is a mysterious white tortoise, about five feet high, almost reaching the chest of a normal man.

It had a string of white beards hanging on its chin, but it was obviously not its own, but it was formed by sticking the hair of some monster.

In addition, the tortoise was wearing a pair of fancy underpants, and was holding a bare cane in its hand.

If it wasn't for Shen Tian who could feel the vitality in this girl's body, she shouldn't be more than a hundred years old, and she might have taken this guy as a certain two-dimensional turtle fairy.

The moment the turtle appeared, Kong Meng's eyes narrowed slightly.

For some reason, she always felt that the white turtle in front of her looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Oh yes!

Back in the ancient battlefield, they chased a white turtle to the Dragon God Valley, and then bumped into Shen Tian and the others, thus reaping that wonderful encounter.

But Kong Meng seemed to remember that the little white tortoise was only two feet tall, and its cultivation was only at the peak of the foundation-building period, so it was very weak.

The size of the tortoise in front of him is obviously several times larger than it, and its cultivation level is even more unfathomable. It is estimated that it has at least reached the level of Tianzun.

In just one year, from the foundation building period to the Tianzun realm, it is too incredible!

For a while, Kong Meng paid attention to it secretly.

And Shen Tian looked at the forehead of the white turtle, and said with a smile: "Brother Turtle, Shen is the Holy Son of God, Shen Tian. Seeing Yuxuan, Brother Turtle, he looks like a rich man and a fairy, I don't know if that's okay. Make a date or two?"

Vibrant?

That rich?

The appearance of singing on the road to immortality?

Everyone looked at the wretched and wrinkled turtle head, and was a little confused for a while.

Did Shengzi Shenxiao... have fallen into the illusion of the turtle demon? I have never heard of it, but the Turtle Clan has such powerful illusions!

...

Everyone was confused, but the white turtle seemed quite satisfied with Shen Tian's flattery.

It stroked the white beard that it did not know where it came from, and pretended to be mysterious: "Brother Turtle? Young people really don't know the heights of heaven and earth, do you know that according to seniority, your master would have to call Ben Turtle Patriarch."

The corners of Shen Tian's mouth twitched slightly, this little turtle, you are still panting when you say you are fat.

As if seeing the disapproval on Shen Tian's face, the white turtle said indifferently: "Forget it, I want you to know the prestige of this turtle, Emperor Jin Guangzhun, you should know it!"

Fang Chang seemed to think of something, and exclaimed: "The last quasi-emperor of our sect, the one who was known as the 'Golden Flash' on the ancient battlefield thousands of years ago?"

The white turtle nodded triumphantly: "Yes, my name is Baidi, your ancestor Jin Guangzhun..."

"Hey, that's what Ben Gui has trained since childhood!!!"