Chapter 2639: Luck!

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In the vast and tranquil starry sky, a huge floating battleship is flying at high speed, passing through the broken stars and crossing the meteorite community, giving it a majestic beauty.

This floating battleship is naturally the disciples of Ye Wuque, Tianwang and other Beidou Dao Ji Sect who sailed out of the Small Universe.

At this moment, about a day has passed since the base camp was opened.

In the cabin, five hundred disciples of the Beidou Dao Jizong sat cross-legged, each polishing their cultivation and remaining silent.

Ye Wuque, Wu Wentian, Tang Yu, and Kong Su were sitting together, with a pot of wine in front of them, drinking from each other.

Wu Wentian looked at the vast starry sky through the window, with a hint of emotion on his handsome face!

"How long have you not seen such a peaceful and peaceful starry sky? In the more than ten years since I entered the Starfield battlefield, blood and killing have always been eternal, never changed, and creatures are dying every moment, forever. It has become a part of the Star Territory battlefield, and now everything has suddenly changed, which is really uncomfortable for a while. "

With a hint of emotion and smile in his tone, Wu Wentian spoke like this.

"Yes, in the eyes of countless creatures in many star realms, the star realm battlefield has always been synonymous with danger and terror. After all, too many creatures have been buried here from the past to the present. It is so embarrassing to talk about it."

Tang Yu raised his wine glass and spoke with some emotion.

"Peace and tranquility are always desirable, and this will never change. To a certain extent, we have created a piece of history."

Ye Wuque took a sip of the wine in his cup and spoke with a slight smile.

The others nodded slowly and agreed with what Ye Wuque said.

Immediately, as several people were chatting and laughing, the topic turned to "Beidou Holy Son".

"Brother Wu, what role does this 'Beidou Holy Son' play in the history of our sect? What does it mean? I have almost never heard of it before."

Ye Wuque asked, with a hint of curiosity in his heart.

Although Tang Yu and Kong Su are both the chiefs of the Seven True Traditions, their qualifications are naturally far inferior to that of Wu Wentian. Although they have heard about the identity of "Beidou Holy Son", they also have no in-depth understanding of it. Don't really know.

Seeing Ye Wuque's question, Wu Wentian gently put down his wine glass, with a faint look of solemnity and reminiscence on his face.

"Holy Son of Beidou!"

"This has not been seen in our Beidou Dao Ji Sect for hundreds of thousands of years. Today's generations of disciples don't even know about it, and very few people mention it."

"Junior Brother Ye, if your identity as the First Chief of the Seven True Meridians is the best among this generation of true disciples, then your identity as Beidou Saint Son is the best among all the disciples of my Beidou Dao Ji Sect!"

"The significance it represents is very important! Even metaphysics! According to the ancient history of the sect, the identity of Beidou Saint Son represents the destiny of our sect's future inheritance!"

"Luck?"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed, as if he didn't expect that the Holy Son of Beidou was actually related to this ethereal thing.

"That's right, it's luck!"

"The theory of luck has been around for a long time. It has been mysterious and unpredictable since ancient times. It feels very illusory to people, but no living being dares to ignore the existence of luck!"

"For example, we often hear the saying that a certain genius is born with great luck. Wherever he goes, he will encounter great opportunities, wherever he goes, he will be appreciated by the masters, and wherever he goes, he will be favored by beauties. , when you practice it, you get twice the result with half the effort, defeating your peers all the way, and even defeating the older generation. The most important thing is that whenever you encounter a life-and-death crisis, you can get through it without any danger in the end, and you can often break and then stand up. Crisis turns into good fortune, becomes stronger, returns to fight against the enemy!”

"Such geniuses often achieve extraordinary things at such a young age, which is jaw-dropping!"

"And such a person, with such an experience, is born with great luck, and is even called the son of luck!"

As Wu Wentian was talking, his look at Ye Wuque suddenly became weird!

The same goes for Tang Yu and Kong Su on the side. They all stared at Ye Wuque subconsciously, with a hint of weirdness in their eyes!

At this moment, the three of them all had the same thought in their hearts!

"Brother Wu, have you ever felt that the Chief and the Son of Destiny you described sound more and more alike!"

Tang Yu spoke like this with a strange smile.

"Junior Brother Tang, you are right. It would be better if you didn't say it. The more you say it, the stronger this feeling becomes!"

Senior Brother Wu also had a weird smile on his face.

Kong Su didn't speak, but he nodded desperately, his fat face full of recognition.

Feeling the strange smiles in the three pairs of eyes, Ye Wuque touched his nose, and his face became a little weird and embarrassed.

Son of luck?

no!

It doesn't look like that, does it?

Seeing Ye Wuque's slightly embarrassed expression, Wu Wentian laughed, but seemed to have thought of something again, and his expression became solemn again, and continued.

"A sect, a family, can be passed down continuously. No matter what the reason is, it can be attributed to the theory of luck. The same is true for our Beidou Dao Ji Sect."

"And every sect family can't really have smooth sailing in the process of inheritance and reproduction. Maybe this generation is prosperous and powerful, with luxuriant branches and respects a region, but the next generation may have bad luck and encounter disasters. The calamity, the inheritance is cut off, the name is removed from the world, and it disappears into thin air!”

"And every time at this critical moment, a huge force will naturally not sit and wait for death, really waiting for destruction to come, watching the luck decay and destruction, so they will try every means to resist and preserve their own luck!"

"What is the best, fastest and most comprehensive way to preserve their own luck in this situation?"

"That is to find a son of luck!"

"Cultivate him with all your strength, and then combine the innate and useful great luck of the son of luck with the declining luck of your own forces, so that you can be reborn in Nirvana and regain sufficient luck. Not only can you get rid of the catastrophe, but even because of the arrival of the son of luck, your own forces will get an unprecedented leap and step onto a higher peak!"

"And the "Beidou Saint Son" is the son of luck required by the record in my Beidou Dao Ji Zong inheritance!"

Speaking of this, Wu Wentian stopped, his face has become extremely solemn!

Not only him, Ye Wuque, Tang Yu and Kong Su are also like this, their faces have become solemn and solemn!

At this moment, after Wu Wentian explained his doubts, Ye Wuque had understood everything!

"That is to say, the master of the sect suddenly summoned all the true disciples to select the North Star Son because the luck of my Beidou Daoji Sect has been exhausted?"

Tang Yu spoke, his voice was extremely solemn.

"Nine out of ten are really like this! Otherwise, it would be impossible to select the 'North Star Son'. According to the ancient history of the sect, the North Star Son was born almost every time the sect was at the point of life and death!"

"Now my sect actually needs the North Star Son to save its own luck! What happened? Is it so serious?"

"Could it be that a force has launched a war against my sect? For example, the Daluo Batian Sect?"

"It shouldn't be! Although we have constant friction with the Daluo Batian Sect, and even had small battles, the Daluo Batian Sect would never dare to take the initiative to provoke a big war!"

"My sect has six great masters. The number of Tongtian Realm warriors alone is enough to top the entire Beidou Star Region! Not to mention that there is also the Sect Master who suppresses the entire Beidou Star Region, surpassing the six great leaders, and ranking at the top of the powerful existence! "

"The Sect Master has been in charge of our sect for tens of thousands of years. According to his age, he is now in his prime, and his reputation has long been spread to other star regions. Anyone who dares to pay attention to our Beidou Daoji Sect is simply looking for death! "

"But if it is not this reason, what else could it be?"

Wu Wentian murmured, but he could not think of the reason.

Ye Wuque's eyes kept flickering, and he was also thinking. Similarly, he had not thought of what happened in the sect that was so serious that the luck was exhausted and almost life and death!

"It is better to wait until you completely leave the star field battlefield, get rid of the suppression of the ancient laws and return to the Beidou Star Region to ask Ba Lao, Ba Lao may know. "

Ye Wuque's thoughts surged, and he temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

"According to Miaomiao's method, I think the fusion of Ba Lao and the Supreme God Body may be about to be completed."

When thinking of this, Ye Wuque's bright eyes surged with a hint of expectation.

And the gravekeeper's injury, I don't know how it has recovered.

And Wu Wentian, Tang Yu, and Kong Su also understood that it was useless to worry now. Since they couldn't figure out what happened in the sect, there was no need to waste time and energy. Anyway, they would know everything after returning to Beidou Daoji Sect.

"Hey, Senior Brother Wu, are you taking the road to the Meteoric Spirit Realm?"

Soon, Ye Wuque discovered that the floating battleship had entered the Meteoric Spirit Realm at some point and was moving forward at a very fast speed. It would be able to cross the Meteoric Spirit Realm in about half a day.