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Luck.

Whether it is an individual, a force, or even a country.

There are Qi practitioners in Taoism who can observe people's destiny with their Dharma eyes. They can judge gains and losses through facial reading, palmistry, reading Qi and understanding the mysteries. There are many secrets about diseases. The country also has its national destiny. If there is a strong ancestor, the national power will become more and more prosperous, and the national destiny will naturally be

It is so strong and abundant that it flows like a vast ocean.

In the world of snow, there are many mysteries about luck.

It can not only enhance personal strength and gather luck to break through the realm in order to reach the peak state, but it can also destroy cities and countries, cut off a country's luck and bring chaos to the world.

The outstanding ones are Tuoba Bodhisattva, Xu Fengnian and others.

This is what Chen Jun achieved: to repair his physical injuries, enhance his strength, and at the same time establish the Qingyun Sect to suppress his luck with the Killing Immortal Sword.

"Heaven moves alone, so it uses numbers to multiply itself. And the numbers are used as the number of living things. The earth comes into being occasionally, so the numbers of the body are multiplied by yang and yin, which is the number of living things...

"

When he came to the Bibo Lake of Liangchan Temple, Chen Jun sat cross-legged and silently recited the secret technique of converting three pure states into one breath. This formula only had one or two thousand words, but Chen Jun read it over and over again, carefully reading it.

I carefully pondered the essence of it, then thought about the secret, and considered it word by word. Although I don't know how much time it took, there was always two or three hours, but Chen Jun didn't care at all.

breathe!

breathe!

Breathe in and out again, a cycle every day!

This is a simple breathing method, but it quickly calmed down his mind. In just a moment, he entered the state of observing the universal illumination of God and having no thoughts or thoughts.

Negative emotions were swept away in an instant and turned into insignificant dust.

Bibo Lake was originally the inner lake of Liangzen Temple. The water flow was condensed by the waterfalls on the high mountains. It was rounded on all sides and was more than dozens of miles long. But now the entire inner lake is rippling with blue waves, with faint ripples and water splashing in the air.

The colorful waves formed when illuminated by the sun are really beautiful.

The little monk was washing the clothes of his master and his wife by the lake. His movements were familiar, as if he was used to the hard work. Suddenly he saw water splashing in the lake. The little monk was stunned, raised his head and looked at the figure in white by the lake, clasped his hands.

At this moment, Chen Jun's mind was as calm as still water, motionless!

As he followed a certain rhythmic breathing technique in his mouth, a long river of luck suddenly swirled above his head, forming a whirlpool and a mist of mist rising up. After a few breaths, a human figure seemed to appear in the mist.

Bang!

With a slight abnormal sound, the figures in the sea of ​​​​qi suddenly collapsed, and the dispersed qi energy invaded in all directions, causing the sea of ​​​​qi to churn.

The backlash came, and Chen Jun's eyebrows turned a little red.

"No way?"

call!

Chen Jun exhaled a long breath, took another deep breath, and his expression returned to normal.

"Could it be that luck is something that is acquired, entangled with cause and effect, contaminated by the breath of the mortal world, and cannot be regarded as innate and original Qi?"

"It still needs the innate aura in the mother's womb, like in some novels, but I can't reinvent it."

Suddenly in trouble, Chen Jun held the fishing rod and couldn't help but complain.

"Right."

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body was trembling. After practicing Taoism for many years, Chen Jun should not have such a reaction, just because there was a strange thing in his body.

When he received the opportunity of the Ming Dynasty Emperor's Court to read the Three Thousand Taoist Canons annotated by Zhang Sanfeng, he developed an aura in ten days.

No matter how overbearing his Star-Absorbing Dafa Zhenqi was at that time, this inner energy could not be swallowed up. He remained unmoved and indifferent to the world.

As time went by, he didn't take it to heart, and just allowed this inner energy to develop and grow. Until he arrived in a world of cultivation such as Zhu Xian, he thought that if he changed to a more advanced spiritual energy, it would assimilate and devour this inner energy, but it was still the same, the only one.

The change is just that the color changed from gray to lavender.

At this moment, Chen Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, concentrated his mental energy, and looked inside the world of Dantian.

In the world of Dantian, a cloud of lavender mist rises densely, suspending above all the internal energy. Each purple energy is connected to each other to form particle nodes, which are slowly rotating like a nebula. It is amazing.

"Take it out and try it out!"

Without any further hesitation, Chen Jun closed his eyes and concentrated his mental energy, like an invisible hand that quickly followed the eight extraordinary meridians around his body and penetrated into his Dantian.

Boom!

It was like a thunder struck down in his dantian, and the purple gas nebula rotated rapidly. At this moment, a trace of scarlet appeared on Chen Jun's face. He raised his throat and immediately suppressed the gushing blood. Then he flicked his finger, and a lilac inner energy was absorbed by him.

Forced out of the body and shot into the sea of ​​qi and luck.

After finally getting this trace of inner energy, Chen Jun immediately recited the Tao Jue. As the sea of ​​​​Qi surged with clouds, a figure finally condensed, especially the appearance that gradually formed on the face. It was Chen Jun's face.

Bang!

But suddenly, the figure suddenly collapsed again.

Chen Jun sighed, but he didn't look discouraged. This method has been proven to work, but it just needs a better combination. Finally, after using the same method, Chen Jun successfully succeeded for the fourth time.

On the lake of Ryozenji Temple.

Chen Jun's clone suddenly appeared, but he didn't have any clothes on him. He had no choice but to borrow Li Dangxin's moon-white monk's robe first. He said it was borrowed, but in fact it was stolen. Anyway, only the young monk saw it.

After putting on clothes.

Chen Jun looked at his other self, his eyes narrowed. He could feel the intimacy between himself and this clone, and could control his actions at any time. Of course, he could also kill him. He only needed to cut off the inner purple air in the clone. If he wanted

Recovering this clone is also recovering the purple energy, but this is not like transforming the three pure beings into one energy, but more like a shadow clone.

"I have a task here, I'll leave it to you to complete first.

Xuanyuan Qingfeng and Wen Hua have already entered the layout, and now only Xu Fengnian is left.

"

Chen Jun waved his finger, and an ancient sword flew out from the thatched hut. Dark green light filled the sky with a cold light.

After a while, the clone Chen Jun shot his sword into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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East China Sea, Emperor Wu City.

Xu Fengnian immediately pulled out the Xiudong knife, his face tensed and his lips pursed.

The horses of the Beiliang knights beside him were cut off in half, and in the pool of blood of the horses was a four or five-year-old child with a smile. With a wave of his arms, the Beiliang knight in front of him immediately exploded in the air, and blood rained into the sky. He struck again

Taking action, Shu Sha and Yang Qingfeng, both men and horses, seemed to have been pressed to the ground by a huge pressure in an instant. The two horses were crushed into flesh. The two Beiliang retinues struggled to hold on, and their orifices were bleeding. But against this

The children were actually helpless to fight back.

The dying Shu was vomiting blood, lying on the ground, struggling and saying: "Your Highness, save me!"

Xu Fengnian's face turned a deaf ear and he just took a step forward, not daring to be careless in the face of this extremely thick-skinned Grand Master of Longhu Mountain.

Moreover, Li Chungang is currently inviting Wang Xianzhi to fight, and he has no means to deal with this land god.

"What are you pretending to be?" Zhao Xuansu laughed.

Xu Fengnian glanced at Shu Sha and Yang Qingfeng and saw how hard it was to hold on. He waved his hand to stop the blue bird next to him who was trying to fight to the death with the Taoist, and asked: "Everyone here must die?"

The child Zhao Xuansu nodded, flicked his fingers, and launched his killing move. But at this moment, a sword whistling sound came from the horizon, causing great noise in the air.

Zhao Xuansu's face changed drastically and he raised his hands to the sky.

But a hundred-foot-long sword light cut down like a giant ax splitting the sky!

Boom!

Xu Fengnian's eyes widened, because Zhao Xuansu's body on the ground had been split into two halves.