Chapter 798 Immortal Luck

The sense of solemnity in the field has returned, and the war is about to break out!

The cultivators below are really feasting their eyes. In the previous battle, one person, one monster and one ghost all showed great strength. The fierce battle with Lu Fengxian, the successor of Taishang Taoism, has made the cultivators watch the battle with great joy. But now, all the five sons of Daxue Mountain have appeared. In addition to Lu Fengxian, the successor of the Taishang Taoism, Li Changyuan, the leader of the evil-killing tower in the twelfth floor of Bai Yujing, Hongsui Fairy, the true successor of Danxiang Tower, and even the master Huo Zhenren, who had his own Taoism at the age of less than three hundred years old, and other masters, Once the action begins and everyone performs their own unique skills, it will be extremely exciting...

"That sword spirit, I'm going to decide..."

Huozhen's eyes gleamed and he stared at the five sons of Daxue Mountain.

He didn't know whose body the alien sword fetuses were, he just thought that they were all present, and he made up his mind to grab one!

After all, the sword fetus is an ancient flying sword technique that can warm and nourish the sword spirit, and the sword spirit has the effect of killing thunder tribulations. In other words, for Nascent Soul, this kind of sword spirit is simply a priceless treasure, and If these people do not die in the Demonic Abyss, then forming the Nascent Soul is a matter of great certainty. The only thing that needs to be considered is how to advance to the next level after forming the Nascent Soul until they can overcome the tribulation. Because of this, the Sword Spirit also has endless temptation for them. Even if it is a bad thing, they will grab it today...

"boom!"

Led by Master Huo, his mana roared and he was about to take action, but suddenly, there was a clear cough in his ear.

It sounded like an aging old man coughing softly, but it was clearly in their ears. It was like a sudden thunder, shaking people's hearts, and each of them quickly dissipated their magic power and stared blankly at them. I looked over on the white jade stage...

Just a clear cough can make them all unable to gather their magic power, only the saints in this world!

Sure enough, in the blurry figure of Bai Yutai, the saint spoke softly: "I thought you were just a group of children who had some conflicts and just settled them casually. But you are all so ignorant. It is clear that the geniuses of the Demon State have already entered the demon state." The Abyss is frantically plundering the area of ​​the Million Mile Demon Abyss and setting up a defensive formation. Every time you delay, you lose one point of advantage. Now you don’t want to quickly enter the Demon Abyss to fight for the opportunity and opportunity that belongs to you. God, you want to fight among yourself over something just to make people laugh?"

The saint's voice was not loud and did not even mean to blame, but these juniors bowed their heads at the same time and did not dare to speak.

Where the saints are, no junior dares to disobey their wishes.

Although there are no immortals in this world, the Nine Saints are close to them!

These nine legendary saints are no less than immortal beings!

The reason why Li Changyuan and others dared to stand out just now was because the saints would not interfere with the affairs of the younger generation. After all, they had signed the Nine Heavens Alliance with their own hands, and in this agreement, no one above the Nascent Soul realm was allowed. The monks who interfered randomly in all the affairs of the world, but for the younger monks, not only ignored their quarrels, but also secretly encouraged them. The more fierce the quarrels, the more in line with the saint's wishes.

Furthermore, at their level, in order to prevent changes in cause and effect, they will not interfere with the disputes of some juniors. The level is too high and the influence is too great. Perhaps their words or attitude can kill a current person. The rising prodigies will further affect the catastrophe that will come in the future. Therefore, they will only be happy to sit on the sidelines and watch the disputes of some juniors...

Previously, Lu Fengxian wanted to hunt down the Golden Crow, and fought fiercely against the combined efforts of Han Ying, Li Ying, and the Golden Crow. The saint did not say a word, but if it was proved that his attitude was irreconcilable, neither did Li Changyuan and others. The psychological burden intervened, but they did not expect that at this moment, the saint suddenly spoke, with a hint of reproach behind his words, but they couldn't help but feel extremely nervous, and immediately apologized.

"You don't have to worry. I don't want to pay attention to the affairs among you juniors. The reason why I am trying to persuade you is because I don't want to see you making mistakes in your business. Haha, even though the sword embryo on this Daxue Mountain disciple is mysterious, it is nothing more than It is a kind of immortal fate. If you enter the Demonic Abyss and seize the area, when the mysterious coffin comes from the sky, who knows what kind of mysterious creation is waiting for you. Why bother fighting here for such a small thing? Continuously, or even hurting both sides? It’s up to you to think about the pros and cons of this!”

The saint spoke again, smiled, and withdrew his gaze, and the pressure in the field disappeared invisibly.

"Follow the teachings of the saint!"

Li Changyuan, Hongsui and even Huozhenren all bowed down and bowed.

Although the saint only tried to dissuade him, but since he spoke, it was the Holy Word, which undoubtedly set the tone for this battle with the Demonic Abyss. To compete with the Demonic Abyss for creation, should the sword spirits of these Daxue Mountain disciples be let go? , otherwise what if the saint finds out...

"Old senior, junior has something to say!"

No one expected that just when the saint spoke and everyone was silent, Lu Feng suddenly took a step forward, bowed down, and spoke loudly. This bold act immediately attracted thousands of people to watch, with expressions of surprise on their faces. Even the saint on the white jade platform was a little curious, and turned to look at him, wondering if this junior dared to contradict him? This courage is not bad...

Lu Fengxian met the sage's gaze and said loudly: "This junior does not dare to disobey the sage's teachings, but there is one point that needs to be clarified. This junior is not here to compete with these Daxue Mountain disciples for the sword spirit, but to rely on my Majesty. A certain senior in the Taoist tradition has given instructions to get back the secret scriptures of my supreme Taoist tradition, so as not to distract the luck. Here, there is an edict from the ancestors, and the saints will observe it..."

As he spoke, he suddenly took out a broken decree, held it in both hands, and sent it up to the white jade platform.

When the saint on the white jade platform saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the decree flew into his hand. He looked down, and after a long while, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of the South China Sea. There was no joy in his eyes, and he was silent for a long time before saying: "Since this decree is so powerful, then it is inconvenient for me to interfere in your own affairs..."

As soon as these words came out, all the cultivators around the White Jade Platform were extremely shocked.

Then who was the decree that Lu Fengxian presented, which could persuade the saint to say that he did not want to interfere?

Doesn’t this mean that this decree can change the attitude of the saint?

Even Fang Xing, who was hidden among the cultivators and had never shown up, couldn't help but frown, thinking hard...

After the saint finished speaking, he focused his eyes again and looked at Lu Fengxian: "You just need to remember that I don't care if you, the Supreme Taoist Order, take back your own things, but if you dare to ruin my introduction, there will be consequences. Immortal luck protects you, but I can’t spare you!”

"Immortal luck?"

Someone accurately captured these four words, and a storm suddenly arose in his heart.

Fang Xing, who was watching coldly below and thinking intently, his eyes suddenly froze, and he thought quickly: "The old saint said this to describe Lu Fengxian's strong luck, which was recognized by the supreme orthodoxy, and he became To a certain extent, the relic is equivalent to being blessed by the luck of the ten immortals of the Supreme Taoism back then, or is there something else that you want to say that this person is secretly being cared for by immortals?"

The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became, the chills in his back, and many thoughts gathering in his heart...

Lu Fengxian did not think about it carefully, he just accepted the decree, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "This junior knows!"

The saint glanced at him lightly and then stopped talking. The place was filled with dark clouds, the atmosphere was depressing, and no one spoke.

Lu Fengxian straightened up, looked at the Great Golden Crow, and said in a cold voice: "Monster, I am the only successor of Taishang Taoism, and also the master of Taishang Nine Classics in this life. Only I can pass on this scripture, and I let you You can only learn. If one person learns without my consent, I will kill one. If two people learn, I will kill two. This is the rule, the rule passed down from ancient times by my Supreme Taoist tradition! Now, you have learned After obtaining that scripture, according to the rules, I will kill you, or at the worst, extract your soul and refine it to prevent you from spreading the scripture outside. However, since the saint has spoken, I will also give you a chance to worship immediately. Enter my courtyard, ride for me, follow me into the devil abyss to slay demons, and achieve great achievements. If so, I will spare your life, and this scripture will remain with you, how about it as a reward?"

After hearing the perseverance in his words, all the cultivators were secretly moved, and turned to look at the Golden Crow who was protected behind him by the four disciples of Daxue Mountain.

Lu Fengxian said this, which really gave the saint a lot of face. After all, the saint had already said that he would no longer interfere with the affairs of the Supreme Orthodoxy after reading the decree. He added these few words, which is tantamount to showing goodwill to the saint. , to express respect...

And to a certain extent, this is really the Golden Crow's only chance of survival!

The Golden Crow was also stunned for a moment, its eyes rolling around as if wondering about the interests here.

"If you are really a successor of Taishang Taoist tradition, it doesn't matter if I return this scripture to you. But if you say it to others and say it to me, where do you get the shamelessness from? Humph, if I really give in today, I will give this scripture to you. Wen Ge, how can you be worthy of my brother?"

Jinwu thought about it for a long time, and suddenly spoke with a sneer, speaking righteously and without any emotion.

After listening to its words, the Daxue Mountain and the cultivators below became heavy-hearted. It seems that this battle is still unavoidable!

This crow didn't recognize Lu Fengxian's identity at all, so how could he return the scripture to him?

Unexpectedly, the accent behind Da Jinwu suddenly changed, and he said with a smile: "But I, Lao Jin, have to give you the face of a saint, so let's do it like this. You give me some money first, and then I will pass the scriptures to you, and then What if we don’t owe each other anything?”