The Prodigies War

"Later, we will change our attitude towards Lintian..."

Many ancient Taoists realized that Lintian was completely different from the past.

He is already the overlord in the absolute top holy land and the "first person in the battlefield of the nine regions" that even the nine regions should recognize!

Looking at the whole ancient wasteland, looking at ancient and modern times, there is only one person!

"A person can be a party!"

There are old antiques in the realm of saints and kings sighing.

Maybe Lintian now was only the true Holy Level in the holy land, but his achievements in the future were destined to surpass any holy land in the world!

Just the word "Jue Ding" is enough to make those true saints in the ancient wasteland bow their heads!

"In the past, when this son was regarded as a contemporary myth, I sneered, but now... I can't deny it!"

"The times have changed. The future ancient wasteland is destined to be the world of the top young generation, and Lintian is undoubtedly the leader."

Similar conversation continued to ferment. With the passage of time, the whole ancient wasteland also knew Lintian's feat in the battlefield of the nine regions.

For a time, the world was shocked everywhere, and the name of "Lintian" was discussed in the world!

……

Shenji Pavilion.

Mr. Miao Xuan laughed, and the laughter resounded through the sky, with unspeakable pleasure.

His tight heartstrings are finally relaxed at this moment, and the whole person has an unprecedented lightness, excitement and joy.

"What a Lintian, what a first man in the battlefield of nine regions!"

"Elder martial brother, you're right. I'm the only one who hopes to change the battlefield in the nine regions. Now, all this has come true."

Mr. Miao Xuan has always been elegant, gentle and mellow, but at this time, he behaved wantonly and laughed repeatedly.

In the end, he even picked up a wine pot, drank a lot and shouted, "boy, get a book and pen!"

Soon, a Taoist boy respectfully came forward and presented the spring and autumn pen and the history book.

Mr. Miao Xuan sat on the ground and waved with a pen.

"Three years later, the battle between the nine regions came to an end. Lintian, on his own, decided the world and oppressed the eight regions..."

Lines of writing, like a brand of roads, appear in the thick and vast history books.

"This victory is the first in the history of the ancient wasteland, and the blood hate deposited by the snow from ancient to modern times. With this skill alone, Lintian can be immortal and eternal in the history of the ancient wasteland..."

Every line, every sentence, came into being with feelings and was written in the history book by Mr. Miao Xuan at one go.

In the end, Mr. Miaoyuan almost tried his best and ended with "meritorious service to Lintian for thousands of years"!

Write it.

Mr. Miao Xuan looked up and drank wildly. He laughed quickly.

……

When the whole sacred land is in famine, it will not be a sensation.

Lintian, Zhao Jingxuan, old clam, ALU and big blackbird are exchanging "heaven sent luck".

Three years ago, they entered the nine regions battlefield from here.

According to the immortal mountain spirit servant, the ancient barren order worn by each strong man has the wonderful function of accumulating war medals to kill the enemy. The more enemies you kill, the more war medals you accumulate.

Zhan Xun, on the other hand, can be exchanged for heaven's blessing.

Immortal mountain is one of the "blessed lands" that have gathered the vitality of heaven and earth Avenue since ancient times. It is covered with the real vitality of Avenue.

When he participated in the competition of small giants, Lintian had experienced the wonderful use of "great fortune", which was immeasurably beneficial to cultivation.

Such opportunities cannot be wasted.

"Unexpectedly, you did something that the ancients did not do, so that the ancient wasteland finally won a great victory in the battle of the nine regions."

The spirit servant sighed.

He was transformed by the rules of the immortal mountain and fluctuated ruthlessly, but it is also clear that this great victory is what an earth shaking event.

After sighing, the spirit servant was also very happy. Pointing to the top of the immortal mountain, he said, "there is a 'Taoist platform' and sitting on it, you can exchange the ancient barren order in your hand for the corresponding Avenue Qi. Who will come first?"

Before the sound fell, the big blackbird rushed up for the first time and shouted, "Lord bird, come first!"

"Shameless!" Old clam and Aru glared angrily.

The big blackbird didn't care at all and squatted on the "platform".

For a moment, an invisible wave of the avenue opened from the immortal mountain.

The naked eye can clearly see that on that platform, thousands of magnificent auspicious rain and light clouds float, completely covering the big blackbird.

"This is the road of good fortune?"

Lintian was moved. His luck was always mysterious, mysterious and unpredictable.

But now, the power of those great roads turns into auspicious rain and rosy clouds, which are ethereal and illusory like the light of flying immortals.

I felt it carefully, but I found that I couldn't feel anything, which seemed very mysterious.

"Everyone has Qi luck. The more gifted he is, the stronger his Qi luck will be and the greater the harvest he will get on the road of cultivation."

"Those who have bad luck can't grasp the opportunity in front of them. Even if they grasp it, they won't enjoy it."

The spirit servant gave a voice and gave advice, "some practitioners are stupid people. If they encounter a great opportunity, it will be a disaster for them."

"God, what injustice."

The old clam sighed.

"God, when will it be fair?"

Aru said, "our generation's cultivation, whether seeking longevity or seeking the power to get rid of the secular world, is just fighting against God and unwilling to admit their fate. Everyone knows that fate and luck are always closely related."

Lintian nodded secretly. What old clam and Alu said was true. In ancient times, anyone who can make great achievements on the road has a spirit and mind of "life is not controlled by heaven, man will conquer heaven".

Even, it is no exaggeration to say that every step of practice is also a change of life against heaven!

However, some people are born with good fortune. They are born with different talents and excellent qualifications, while others are dull and like rotten wood.

This is the difference between life and luck.

The so-called "all gods are created equal" has always been an illusion.

Can those born saints, gods, fairies and emperors be equal to the children in Feiyun village?

Once born, their fate has long been completely different!

Before long, the big blackbird walked down from the Taoist platform, swaying like drunk, fuming and dizzy, and said, "this is luck, gathering the mystery of ancient and modern heaven and earth, which is faint and wonderful..."

"Thief bird, do you think there has been any change?"

Aru couldn't help asking.

The big blackbird was stunned, his eyes returned to Qingming, and said in a deep voice, "I can't say it, but I can feel it. It seems that he is closer to Tiandi Avenue, and there is a kind of... Comfortable feeling like a fish in water."

"I'll try."

The old clam could not help but rushed over in a hurry.

Soon, wisps of auspicious rain, light and haze transformed by the air transportation of the avenue emerged, enveloping the figure of the old clam.

At this time, Zhao Jingxuan asked, "what are your plans after you leave the immortal mountain?"

The big blackbird next to him pricked up his ears.

Now, with the end of the nine regions battlefield, Lintian has become a top saint who created his own method. Looking at the whole ancient wasteland, even the existence of the great holy land can no longer threaten Lintian.

Unless the sage king makes a move!

However, the existence of such horrors as the sage king, either has gone to the front battlefield of the ancient wasteland, or is closed. It is impossible to appear in the world unless it encounters a situation of life and death involving the collapse of the sect.

What would Lintian do while waiting here?

Will you seek revenge from the big forces of Heiyan Tiangou clan, Tianshu holy land, Dadi Tibetan temple, haihun clan and Jinwu Yimai?

The big blackbird also wants to know.

It should be noted that when Lintian was in the ancient wasteland, he was suppressed by these great forces many times, and he had already formed a blood feud that could not be dissolved!

Lintian thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to go to Shenji Pavilion."

Shenji pavilion?

Zhao Jingxuan, big blackbird and Alu were stunned.

"Yes."

Lintian nodded. When he was in Sanglin, the battlefield of killing blood, he promised Jinchan youth something, which involved the situation of the front battlefield. Now it's time to do it.

"I thought you could not help but go to Dadi Tibetan temple for revenge... It turned out that you were just going to Shenji Pavilion, so you can rest assured."

The big blackbird opened with relief.

Lintian asked, "if I really want to do this, are you going to stop me?"

The big blackbird didn't think about it: "it must be stopped. That ghost place is very dangerous. If you go with your current strength, you may be caught. Even if those bald donkeys are merciful, they will suppress you forever."

Lintian raised his eyebrows: "how dangerous is it?"

The big blackbird stopped talking and finally sighed, "you should know how powerful the Duji Saint monk is, but in the end... He was robbed?"

Lintian was surprised: "didn't the holy monk Du Ji want to go on a no road and suffer only after he violated the taboo?"

"That's just one reason."

The big blackbird seemed unwilling to say more and said vaguely, "in short, don't underestimate Dadi Tibetan temple. You are invincible in the absolute top true holy land, but if Dadi Tibetan temple really uses the means to press the bottom of the box, it can suppress you like a fly."

At last, it reminded: "I didn't mean to hit you, sir. I just tell you that the earth Tibetan temple is different from other holy hiding places. Those bald donkeys... There are people on it."

The big blackbird put out its claw and pointed to the green dark.

"The ancient path in the starry sky?"

Lintian's black eyes coagulated.

The big blackbird acquiesced, sighed and said, "in fact, the forces behind kunshaoyu, xueqingyi and jianqingchen, which you have seen in the battlefield of the nine regions, are also closely related to some forces on the ancient path of the stars."

"Of course, this is also the case in the ancient wasteland. Dadi Tibetan temple is only one of them. In addition, according to the bird master, Shenji Pavilion should also be related to a Taoist tradition on the ancient XingKong road."

This is the first time the big blackbird has confided so much secret.

Lintian was moved. He didn't expect that the holy hidden places such as dadishang temple and Shenji Pavilion could be so deep!