I Have a Luck Altar

   "Golden Lotus!!"

  The hoarse voice of the high priest was loud, but none of these were of any use. With the distance between them, it was impossible to stop the strange streamer from engulfing the golden lotus away.

   "General Wanyan, take him down, and you must not let him take Jinlian away. Now that the barbarian **** has awakened, as long as he is fully awakened, he can easily suppress this person!"

  The high priest immediately sent a sound transmission to Wanyanshu.

"Roar!"

  Wanyanshu growled like a wild beast, and his whole body was violently violent. The huge figure nodded at him, and then swung the magic ax in his hand to strike at the opponent.

  At this moment, the high priest also mobilized the power of the fierce formation that he had set up before, and moved towards Chen Yuan.

  Hope to delay this mysterious strong man for a while.

   But it's a pity that Chen Yuan doesn't intend to fight, the golden lotus has already been obtained, and it will be really difficult to leave after waiting for the barbarian **** of the ancient golden court to wake up.

   Immediately with a movement of divine sense, the huge magic flame in the void exploded instantly, rushing towards the two of them.

   And he himself quickly recalled the Emperor Slayer Sword Dragon Soul, stared at the two, turned and disappeared into the void.

"Do not!"

"Leave!!"

  The terrifying magic flame was broken, and the attacks of the High Priest and Wanyanshu blasted into the void at the same time, but there was nothing but a cracking sound.

   Only the two roared unwillingly.

  The black clouds in the void are also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  From the fight to the end, there was no more than 100 breaths of time. It can't be said that it was done very neatly. First, it attracted the attention of the seven of us, and then used the means prepared later to take the golden lotus in one fell swoop.

  Those are all planned by Qi Shan and Mo Luo.

  Within the royal city.

  The fight between Xiang Qianqiu and Wanwanyanshu came to an end, Xiang Qianqiu got some of Guizhe's dragon veins that he wanted, and looked at Wanyanshu respectfully from the corner of his mouth.

  With a movement of his divine sense, the sharp gun in the void exploded directly behind him, making a roar.

  At this moment, the barbarian **** of Lingquan has not yet gradually awakened, a terrifying forbidden force directly enveloped the surrounding void, and a giant palm that had always been empty fell from the sky.

  Thousand-foot-thousand-foot giant palm exudes terrifying suppressive power, compared to Xiang Qianqiu, he is so insignificant.

Xiang Qianqiu glanced solemnly at the giant palm that was about to fall, and the little seal of the Chu Kingdom in his hand directly smashed open the forbidden void in the distance. Although his face was not pale, he was still before the giant palm was about to fall. In reality, he successfully hid into the void.

  The giant palm in the void landed on it, and before Xiang Qianqiu left, there was a stalemate for a moment, and then hurriedly dispersed.

   At the moment.

  The little priest and the **** general Gu Jinwang who came to support the two altars came here before they crossed the void, and looked at each other with Wanwanyanshu.

   "Forgive me, little sweat!"

   King Gu Jin and the little priest immediately bowed and apologized.

   "Where's the golden lotus?"

  Wan Yanshu asked in a concentrated voice.

   "The golden lotus was taken away!"

  The little priest answered loudly.

   "Who is here?"

   "This person claims to be the Demon Lord Shura of the Taoist Palace!"

   "Sura Demon Monarch."

  Wan Gui Zhelong's eyes flickered, very gloomy.

   It seemed that time was imprisoned at that moment.

  The Lingquan small sacrifice was disrupted, the spiritual treasure golden lotus was taken away, and one-seventh of the Lingquan dragon vein was taken away, but we didn't even keep a single person!

   No shame at all!

   Naked shame!

  The majesty of Jinwang Tingting will be minimally damaged.

   While there was a lot of noise, an indifferent eye in the void quickly gathered together, and a terrifying aura quickly enveloped the entire royal city.

   "See Primal God!"

   "See Primal God!"

   "See Primal God!"

  Gui Zhelong immediately suppressed the anger in his heart, and bowed to the indifferent eye in the void.

  The same is true for the little priest and the general Gui Zhelong, who dare not be lazy at all.

  Although Manshen is the ancestor of the Wanyan clan, we have not been separated by several generations, and we have no blood relationship, only the awe of the Eighth Realm Immortal.

   "It's all your fault for offering sacrifices to Little Chaos. This time the sacrifice will be postponed, adding 100,000 lives!"

  The barbarian's voice resounded in the void like a **** of heaven.

   After finishing the Yanshu, he hurriedly saluted:

   "Follow the will of the barbarian god!"

   This indifferent eye stared at it for a while, then disappeared in a hurry.

  Wait until this terrifying power dissipated, Wan Wanyanshu turned to the **** general Gu Jin with a bright face and murderous intent:

   "Mobilize heavy troops, break through Liangzhou, and sacrifice 100,000 souls from the Central Plains to the barbarian gods."

   "Follow Xiaohan's will!"

  The small and small Gu Jin Wang immediately bowed and put his fist on his chest.

   "Little priest, summon the royal families of Lingquan, and try our best to track down the whereabouts of those weak in the Central Plains."

"Yes!"

   On the other side, about 800 miles away from Gui Zhe Longting, the fierce void was twisted sharply, and Qi Shan in a white robe hurried out, letting out a long breath.

  When this barbarian **** appeared, Mo Luo didn't dare to stop at all. Before he got the golden lotus, he hid in the void, fearing that this barbarian **** would chase him down.

  However, in my perception, it is not the case.

  This barbarian **** didn't chase us. Although he was curious, it was obviously a good thing, so he showed his real body before pulling away a certain distance.

  After all, although Qi Shan's physical body has gone through a lot of surge, but a soul at the level of an Eighth Realm Immortal is attached to my body, which still makes me feel a little pressure.

  Hundred breath time is long or short, short or short is just the limit after Qi Shan's eyes, it doesn't need to be cultivated for a long time like before the battle of the imperial city, and it can only be recovered with spiritual accumulation.

  Now, although I still need a period of training, the time difference is half a month or less.

   It happens to be able to give me an excuse to go to Gui Zhe later.

   Pulling off the white robe and mask, Gui Zhe's face was not strangely pale, and a weak force quickly pulled away from under my body, but there was no sense of separation.

  Behind him, Albino Moro also appeared quickly, and gradually recovered his appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye. With a movement of his divine sense, a golden lotus hurriedly appeared in his hand.

   A stern force escapes.

   "The kind of golden lotus that the two juniors want?"

  Qi Shan's gaze was fixed under the lotus, and he could tell at a glance how extraordinary that thing was.

   "This object has been kept in the spiritual spring for hundreds of years, and it is a sacrifice to the barbarian god. Now it is almost not perfect, and it just makes it useless to the poor monk."

   Mo Luo smiled, without the nourishment of the golden lotus, my recovery time can be shortened a little.

  The time for complete recovery is not far away!

   "That's good."

  Qi Shan let out a long breath.

  That time was not a bit of a risk. If at the critical moment, no familiar weak person made trouble in the royal city, it would be so complicated for us to take it away.

  Originally, Qi Shan thought that he would play with a serious injury like the Battle of the Imperial City.

   Now it is wrong.

   "According to the younger generation, what is the origin of this weak man who made trouble in Jinwangting City?" Qi Shan asked in a concentrated voice.

  Hearing this, Moro frowned slightly.

   "I'm afraid there is nothing wrong with the origin."

"How to say?"

  Qi Shan raised his eyebrows, which made Mo Luo feel that there was no problem. I am afraid that it is really so complicated.

   "Although there is not much distance between them, the poor monk still sensed the power of national destiny, and there are not many people in the sky who can use the power of national destiny.

   Definitely a member of the Sima family. "

   "Your junior mean to say, the legacy of the later dynasty?"

  Qi Shan's eyes froze immediately.

   "That possibility is very small. Although the later Chu Dynasty has been subjugated for more than 700 years, the accumulation of foundations after that is too deep. Is it possible that some of the national fortune can be left now."

  Mara said so.

  Guizhe nodded, his eyes turned, he knew what he was thinking.

   "That time they snatched the spiritual object of Jinwang Tingting, those people will let it go, leave the grassland quickly, and return to the Central Plains." Mo Luo said.

"The junior wants to take this opportunity to heal his wounds. If the prediction is wrong, I am afraid that all the tribes in the grassland are tracking down our whereabouts. As the saying goes, the safest place is not the most dangerous place, it is better to avoid the edge for a while, etc. The junior has recovered from his injuries, let’s move on again.”

  Qi Shan deliberated and expressed his opinion.

   "This little priest of Lingquan is indeed a kind of two, maybe he can really search you based on some things, um. Where does he want to go to recover from his injuries?"

   Moro asked.

  Qi Shan took out a map, pointed to a mountain range and said:

   "This place is called Wangting. No royal family lives here, and it is the only way we must go back. Why don't we just cultivate here for a few days, what do you think?"

  Mo Luo stared at Qi Shan and nodded slightly:

   "Those...he decides."

  Whether Mo Luo agrees with Qi Shan's proposal, one is because what Qi Shan said is really unreasonable, and the other is that I think Qi Shan's purpose of going to the royal court is not so complicated.

   But it is necessary to expose.

   Who has some secrets?

Before finishing speaking, Mo Luo turned into a ray of light, re-drilled into the Emperor Butcher's Knife, and finally used the golden lotus to recover from his injuries. Anyway, I am not here, unless this barbarian really finds it, but there is really no one in the grassland. can threaten us.

  Seeing that Mo Luo's seven words were refusing, Qi Shan was fierce on the surface, but he let out a sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly headed towards the east before adjusting his injuries on the spot.

the other side.

  About 700 miles south of Qishan Mountain, the void changed rapidly. Xiang Qianqiu hurried out with a serious expression on his face. Breaking the ban of the Immortal of the Eight Realms was as complicated as imagined.

  Even if I used the power of the national destiny, my cultivation was still somewhat affected.

   Letting out a long breath of foul air, Xiang Qianqiu looked back at the north, and knew in his heart that he would surely arouse the wrath of the other party when he snatched the dragon's veins from Jinwang Tingting.

   It's okay, everything is in my expectation.

  Wei Jinfeng didn't delay in telling me that even if there was no damage, it would be too small, and the only thing that made me curious was, who is this weak person in the Central Plains who is making noise far away from the altar?

   It doesn't feel strange, but even less familiar.

  I thought about it for a while, and I haven't locked the identity of this person for the time being. I plan to investigate again before returning to the Central Plains. There was such a small disturbance in the grassland that time, and there must be no news.

   Yes, those have nothing to do with me.

   Now the most important thing for me is to use the power of the dragon vein in my hand.

  With a heavy smile on the corner of his mouth, Xiang Qianqiu merged into the void again.

  As I expected, the grassland is indeed very different now, and the weak in the Central Plains make a small disturbance to the Jin Wang Tingting to sacrifice, which is a small incident that has happened once in decades.

  Because in the past few hundred years, before the fall of Later Chu, the Little Jin Dynasty in the Central Plains had put on a defensive posture.

  The retreat of seven hundred years has not completely changed the attitude of the Mobei Grassland towards the Central Plains. It feels that it is above this. Therefore, the turmoil of that time made few weak grasslands feel humiliated.

  When Gui Zhe was recruited, they responded one after another.

  Of course, the main reason is that we dared to obey Lingquan's orders at all, and could only obey orders. However, Xiao Khan, who is now full of anger, may directly destroy a certain tribe.

   But the impact of that battle obviously did not stop there, it quickly swept across the Xiaobanmobei grassland, and also let countless tribes hear the name of "Sura Demon Lord".

  Suddenly, all the grassland ministries were shocked.

  Qi Shan, who has been traveling in a high-profile way about the grassland tremors, knows nothing about it. Yes, according to past experience, even if he wants to, he can think of that.

  So, Mr. Chen is very high-profile.

   And my high profile didn't help. At least no one has found out my location and I haven't reached the Royal Court Department. Few people think that the weak in the Central Plains who make small sacrifices should leave.

   How dare you stay in the grassland?

   Besides, it is still within the royal family of Wangting, which is very close to the territory of Lingquan.

  Yes, the Wang Ting tribe is very close to the Jin Wang Tingting, almost one of the few royal tribes closest to it. Relying on the huge resources of the Wang Ting, it is also one of the few weak tribes under the command of Lingquan.

  Qi Shan, who has never understood those situations, is naturally very vague.

  As far as I know, there is not a weak person in the Wangting tribe, a young priest who has just entered Huayang, and there are not hundreds of thousands of herdsmen in the tribe.

  The army is not nearly 100,000.

  Although it is said that everyone is a soldier, but on top of the barbaric atmosphere of the grassland, at least one in seven people becomes a soldier of the tribe, and the ratio is very low.

  When Gui Zhe arrived at the Wangting tribe, Nawai also received a message from Lingquan, and went through a very detailed investigation of the barbarian warriors who came and went.

  Even if it's a show, Lingquan has to be satisfied.

   It was only through the investigation of special warriors, how could it be possible to detect Qi Shan's normality?

  With a little bit of tricks, we can get something.

  Before the investigation by the Wangting Tribe, Qi Shan was able to retreat into the Wangting Mountain Range. Once there, there was no safety for Qi Shan for the time being.

   Quickly based on the information guided by the opportunity, he found the goal of his trip.

  In the void, there is indeed not a single colorful cloud that is unique to everyone. It radiates light in the refraction of the sun, and its position is also located in the northeast direction. It is not long before we find this shortest mountain.

  It is only less than ten feet low, and it looks more like a dirt **** than the surrounding low peaks.

   It seems ordinary and strange.

  If it was guided by chance, Gui Zhe would have noticed such a big mountain at all.

  Before he found the mountain peak, he had found the coordinates, and Qi Shan's figure quickly fell from the void, and then, he found the entrance of a cave at a glance.

  Opportunity guides "the short peak in the northeast is a hundred feet deep", which means that Yan Shu is just a few hundred feet above the short peak, and Qi Shan needs to go deep into the ground.

   Before retreating, Qi Shan walked all the way towards the twisted underground.

  The most spacious place during the period can only accommodate a small fist.

   Yes, that is a trivial matter to me. If there is no way, I will make my own way!

  The silent Mo Luo in the Emperor Butcher Knife has been quietly watching Qi Shan's movements, trying to find a place to recuperate his injuries, but is there any need to go underground.

   Very slowly, Gui Zhe opened the way and came to the depths of the ground.

   Before Qi Shan annihilated the soft mountain wall at the front, he finally saw Yan Shu outside.

  When you smell it heavily, you will feel full of aura.

  Guizhe Guizhe!

  Qi Shan looked at the party behind him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

  Such a strong face art can definitely make my cultivation level skyrocket in a short period of time.

  And that Yanshu is not just a simple and complicated Yanshu. It can be muddled to perceive that there is nothing magical here, as if it is shrouded in a dao.

  In Huangbutcher's Knife, Mo Luo also saw Yan Shu, so he didn't think about it.

   Isn't that Qi Shan's purpose?

   How did I go wrong to find out where?

   If it is a coincidence, it is almost possible, because Qi Shan came to the Wangting Mountains obviously without a very weak purpose, it can be said to be treasure hunting.

  I have always followed Qi Shan.

  Although there will be silence from time to time, the basic perception is still there. I have never noticed that Gui Zhe has received guidance in that regard.

   It can only be said that Qi Shan's luck is indeed very weak.

   Also, it doesn't seem to help me either.

   "Seniors."

  Qi Shan didn't retreat into Yan Shu immediately, but thought for a moment, and called again.

  Afterwards, I thought about using 'luck' to explain it, but the destination is extremely weak to get through the ground, but luck alone can make sense, and I thought of that when I saw Yanshu.

   Better to find a better excuse.

"Um"

"To tell you the truth, this junior didn't just heal his wounds this time. Later, when he was in Wudang Mountain, You Chengzong told you that you were there when he was chatting. According to the records, there are no miracles in the Wangting Mountain Range. If you entered Wudang Mountain a few days ago You can't go to the grassland to explore, that's it."

  You Chengzong became Qi Shan's toolman. I know that Mo Luo went to see the old heavenly master at that time.

"good luck."

   Moro responded lightly.

   Also know whether there is no kind of two.

   But that is not important, for Qi Shan, as long as there is no excuse.

   "This Fangyan technique is of two kinds. It doesn't have a fairy spirit, which is not good for his cultivation. The golden lotus obtained by the poor monk can also absorb some power."

   Moro deliberated for a moment, then spoke.

  Qi Shan smiled:

   "Facial art is narrow and narrow, it is used but it is wasted, the younger generations just use it."

   "Good."

  Following forward, after a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke again:

   "The special transformation is too fast, and this golden lotus can't help him refine that power more slowly."

   As he spoke, a little golden light appeared, and quickly flew out from the Emperor Butcher Knife, and retreated into the Yanshu behind Qi Shan's face.

  After entering the first day of junior high school, the golden light shone, covering the whole cave.