This wilderness is too dangerous

The atmosphere was dead silent.

After the will of heaven sent down merit, it disappeared into the wild world.

Hongjun stared at Yuan Lian with cold eyes, clenching his hands behind his back, and the raging anger seemed to burn out all the heavens and worlds, and make the years become nothing.

"Hongjun, do you still want to fight?"

"You're leaving without hitting me?"

"Also, I have to advise you. If the spiritual treasure is lost, it is better to look for it in the depths of chaos."

"What if one of the demon gods explodes when it dies and falls into chaos?"

Yuan Lian kindly advised.

Hongjun: "..."

Hongjun closed his eyes and resisted the urge to kill Yuan Lian and then be killed by Tiandao.

"Huh...huh..."

Hongjun took a few deep breaths, and his Taoist mind quickly returned to calmness, and his expression became calm, "Yuanlian, my merits can protect you for a while, but they cannot protect you forever. Today's cause and effect, I will settle things with you in the future."

Yuan Lian smiled indifferently, not caring about Hongjun's threat at all, and thought to herself:

"After I erase the traces of the brand on the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus and the Five Directional Flags of Heaven and Earth, and completely refine them, I can return them to their origin and become the Chaos Green Lotus."

“It’s hard to say who will liquidate whom by then!”

After laughing, Yuan Lian looked at Yangmei and said, "Fellow Yangmei, if you have some free time, you can come to the Heavenly Court and we can sit down and discuss the Tao."

It's true that Hongjun is a class enemy, but raising his eyebrows may be able to win him over. Even if he can't win him over, it's okay as long as he is not an enemy.

Waves of ripples rippled in the void, and a figure with raised eyebrows appeared, nodding and saying: "Son, fellow Taoist, I kindly invite you. I will raise my eyebrows and go to the heaven to make some noise in the future."

Yuan Lian nodded, and the void surged around him, disappearing into the sea of ​​blood.

…

In the heavenly palace, all the gods gathered.

"Congratulations to the Emperor of Heaven (fellow Taoist) for attaining Daluo, eternal freedom!"

All Taiyi Sage and Xingjun congratulated in unison, their eyes full of excitement and envy.

The Emperor of Heaven attained enlightenment to Da Luo, and Heaven had its own supreme Da Luo.

This is not only related to the prehistoric pattern, but also closely related to every Taiyi Star Lord present here and the countless sentient beings under the command of Heaven.

Yuan Lian stood up and waved his hands, looked around at everyone, and said in a sincere tone: "This enlightenment is entirely dependent on the sacrifice of your Taoist friends. Tens of thousands of years later, I will open the forum to preach, to achieve the full cause and effect."

"All golden immortals can listen to the Tao!"

Heavenly Court is able to control the starry sky and unite thousands of Taiyi Star Lords not only because of Yuan Lian's strength.

What's more important is that heaven can provide luck, provide various spiritual resources, and protect oneself from all kinds of disasters on the road.

Pay in order to gain!

Therefore, no matter whether it is emotional or reasonable, this time the gods in heaven sacrificed their lives to protect the way, Yuan Lian should express his feelings.

Moreover, as the gods and star kings become stronger, the overall level of the heaven is also improving. It would be better if there is another Da Luo Supreme.

As for those below the Golden Immortal level, they do not understand the laws and have not yet achieved the Tao.

Even if they were allowed to listen, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to gain any insights, and they might even be infected by the Tao and lose themselves.

"The Emperor of Heaven is wise!"

Hearing Yuan Lian's words, all the Taiyi Star Lords were shaken, their eyes flashed with surprise, their Taoist hearts were stirred, and their voices were raised a few degrees.

This is Da Luo’s sermon!

Recalling the last time Da Luo preached, it was the time when Hongjun was in Zixiao Palace.

Only that time, no one from the heavenly court came to listen to the sermon.

Although they don't regret it, they inevitably have some regrets.

But it's different now. This time, it's their turn to enjoy the Emperor's sermon.

Zhen Yuanzi, Bai Ze and others also looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

Yuan Lian looked at Di Jiang and the other ancestral witches, "Brother, you and the ancestral witches might as well stay in Heaven for a while longer, and let me fulfill my duty as a landlord."

Speaking of which, the main credit for being able to avoid disaster this time and completely quelling this immeasurable disaster lies in the Wu Clan and Dijiang.

If it weren't for the Pangu breath given by Di Jiang, even if he attained Daluo, it would be just one more cannon fodder, which would be of no use.

The ancestral witch's cultivation is all based on the true body. The ancestral witch does not understand the laws of heaven and earth, but imprints the laws of heaven and earth on the true body's bloodline, and merges them into one to achieve the effect of free control.

Therefore, the ancestral shamans are not interested in hearing and enlightening the Tao.

However, a certain ancestral wizard was somewhat interested in Yuan Lian's invitation to stay.

All the ancestral witches looked at Di Jiang, who chuckled and said: "How can we, the witch clan, miss such a grand event like Da Luo's sermon?"

"That's right. Although we, the ancestral wizards, don't understand the laws, we might be able to draw parallels with Da Luo's teachings." Zhulong nodded repeatedly.

Hou Tu also smiled sweetly and said: "Maybe I haven't seen Sister Yaochi for a long time, so it's just right."

"What Miss Houtu said is exactly what I want!" Yaochi immediately nodded in response.

Xuan Mingruo glanced at the little girl he loved the most, looking back and forth between her, Yuan Lian and Yao Chi, and sighed silently in his heart.

Soon, all the Star Lords resigned and left.

Ten thousand years is too short a period of time for the prehistoric era, and they must seize the time to adjust themselves to prepare for the upcoming Da Luo sermon.

After the Star Lords left, only the Twelve Ancestral Witches, Zhen Yuanzi, Bai Ze and other people from the original Yuanchu Temple remained in the hall.

Yuan Lian raised his hand and fired a burst of magic power, covering the entire sun and stars, turning this place into an independent time and space outside the transcendent universe, isolated from all exploration.

Seeing Yuan Lian's actions, everyone's expressions became solemn, and they obviously guessed that what Yuan Lian was going to say next was of great importance.

Yuan Lian walked down the steps slowly, came to the center of the hall, and said solemnly: "Everyone present is Yuan Lian's best friend, and they are people I absolutely trust."

"Next, what I want to say is related to the future pattern of the prehistoric times. Fellow Taoists should think about it carefully."

Everyone nodded in unison, their eyes focused on Yuan Lian.

Yuan Lian didn't say much. He raised his hand and flicked his fingers, and round objects emitting golden light appeared in front of everyone.

"Huh? It feels so familiar..." A familiar feeling surged in Zhen Yuanzi's heart. He reached out to take the object and rubbed it carefully.

"Could this golden light be merit?" Bai Ze couldn't help but ask, his eyes flashing with wisdom.

Yuan Lian smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is indeed a merit."

"With the extremely precious merits of heaven as the material, isn't the thing wrapped in it even more precious than the merits?"

Bai Ze's pupils trembled slightly, and he stared at Yuan Lian, as if he thought of something incredible.

"Yuan Lian, you are really generous. This thing is actually made of merit as a material!"

"This is a blessing from heaven!"

"What a luxury!"

Hearing Yuan Lian's personal admission, Hongyun, Minghe, Fuxi Nuwa and other gods were all amazed.

Yuan Lian smiled and said nothing, using merit to refine this thing is indeed a bit extravagant, but it is necessary.

At this time, Di Jiang, who was playing with this small object, raised his eyebrows slightly and said with slight surprise: "The things wrapped in this merit give me a very familiar feeling."

He paused, and a flash of realization flashed in his eyes, "I understand... this is luck!"

Yuan Lian was not surprised that Di Jiang could detect the secret so quickly.

After all, he may not have known about the way of luck earlier than Di Jiang.

At the beginning, when the Yuanchu Temple was first established, with the addition of Kong Ming, Yuan Lian noticed the change in luck for the first time.

But before that time point, the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Qilin Clan, and the Witch Clan hidden in the mountains may have already understood the existence of luck.

"Crack!"

After hearing Di Jiang's words, Bai Ze used a slight force with his fingers to crush the object in his hand.

At the moment of shattering, the ethereal aura contained within it merged with the golden light of merit and turned into a black-yellow gas.

Bai Ze raised his hand to hold the black and yellow gas and took it into his body to refine it.

But for a moment, Bai Ze said in surprise, "This feeling is yes...it is indeed luck!"

He suddenly looked at Yuan Lian and said in disbelief: "I didn't expect you to be able to materialize your luck and refine it into a real substance."

"In this way, on top of gaining luck, there is no need to fix the share in a certain proportion."

“Moreover, in addition to its uses, it can’t only be used to promote spiritual practice!”

You must know that the existence of luck can be seen but cannot be touched, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

In the past, only those under Heaven's command and who had made certain contributions to Heaven could secretly obtain a certain proportion of the vast fortune gathered in Heaven.

But this destiny is fixed, and even Yuan Lian, the Lord of Heaven, cannot change it at will.

That's why Yuan Lian pardoned everyone and granted them divine status, allowing everyone to serve in heaven, in order to gain a share of heaven's luck.

But now, that misty destiny has been completely materialized, and the impact this brings is extremely far-reaching and significant.

First of all, the power of luck has become substantial, which means that Yuan Lian can control heaven's luck at will.

Moreover, anyone can use this thing in front of me!

That means that as long as you have this thing, you can absorb this luck even if you have never joined the heaven.

There's something really fishy about this.

Bai Ze's eyes were ups and downs, and countless thoughts were flying in his mind.

At the same time, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, Minghe, Fuxi, Nuwa and others also crushed the things in their hands, feeling the real and true power of luck.

"What good luck! The realm of Da Luo is really wonderful!"

"It's so mysterious!"

"And compared to the simple power of luck, there seem to be some other changes!"

After everyone refined it, they all sighed.

Zhen Yuanzi said thoughtfully: "This change should be the integration of merit, which can enhance luck, seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and can even be used to refine magic weapons!"

"That's right!" Yuan Lian nodded, "The merits are the blessings of heaven. They are absorbed and refined. In the prehistoric universe, under the care of heaven, there will naturally be smooth winds and rivers, and disasters can be avoided."

Kunpeng on the side asked in the face of doubts: "Merit is the original power of the ancient world. It is refined by the way of heaven. It is real and true power. But this destiny is illusory, how is it refined?"

The power of luck is ethereal and relies on the power of the ethnic group to exist.

When the power is strong, the luck will be prosperous; when the power is declining, the luck will collapse.

Luck is a thing that is so mysterious that it is simply difficult to control.

The doubts raised by Kunpeng were also the doubts of Zhen Yuanzi and others. Everyone looked at Yuan Lian, waiting for him to answer their questions.

Yuan Lian smiled and said: "For this question, you must first understand what the root of luck is."

"I didn't understand the fundamentals of luck until I attained Daluo Daluo."

After saying that, Yuan Lian looked at Di Jiang, who looked calm, and said with a smile: "Brother Di Jiang must know the root of this fate better!"

Um?

Does Emperor Jiang Zuwu also know?

This time, not only Zhen Yuanzi and others were puzzled, but even the other eleven ancestor witches looked at their eldest brother with puzzled expressions. (End of this chapter)