Chapter 152: The Temple of the God of Wealth, the Bottleneck of the Nine Realms, and the Theory of the Destiny of the Three Religions

Leichi Taoist Temple, in the ancestral hall.

In the damp and dark vision, he looked at the stone statue that had not responded for a long time.

Lu Yunwan kowtowed a few times again, his heart falling into despair and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

He actually committed such a heinous crime.

Ruining the feast indirectly killed so many people.

But he was obviously just hesitant and wanted to take revenge on Lu Yunqing, but he didn't dare to take action. But why did he finally muster up the courage to do such a thing.

At this moment, he could not help anyone else.

Because he is the thickest tree.

All relationships and interests are based on the core of the Yunwan Chamber of Commerce, which is Lu Yunwan, the king of Langya.

Unlike the third prince, he was naturally attracted to the generals' group, nor was he like Lu Yunqing, who had a sage teacher and was favored by civil servants.

Not even as good as Huai'an King Lu Mingyuan, who had a shrewd and good grandfather.

This tree cannot fall. If it falls, everything will fall.

As the seventh prince, the reason why he did not receive support from the imperial court or the Xian family's forces was because he was looked down upon as a businessman.

In Dayan, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, and businessmen were the last class. This "scholar" included scholars and monks, all of whom were first class.

If he doesn't get the attention of the court, naturally no Xian family forces are willing to support him naturally.

You can only spend money to buy relationships and rely on your own strength to fight for them.

Through transactions, we can exchange for the support of Buddhism.

Now that Buddhism is not optimistic about him, the only support is this senior Zhao Gongming.

Just when he was desperate.

The stone statue in front of him finally reacted and emitted bursts of white light.

"I'm busy with my affairs and can't get away, so what's the matter?"

The ethereal voice appeared again, soothing Lu Yunwan's heartstrings.

"Senior please save me!"

"This junior was in a life-and-death crisis. He was blinded by hatred and did something treacherous."

Lu Yun was extremely surprised and felt that he was saved. He kowtowed a few more times "bang bang bang".

"Don't be impatient, let me count the hexagrams."

As always, the unhurried voice said slowly.

"Haha, it's interesting, but that's it. The situation is quite simple."

Within a moment, Lu Yunwan heard several sneers, and he wondered: "Simple? Senior, why is this?"

The stone statue of Zhao Gongming flickered slightly, "Because this matter is not to blame on you, but on a national master named Xun Yu who cast some spells. Have you encountered anyone suspicious?"

Lu Yunwan recalled it and nodded: "Senior, I know things like a god, but there is one. Someone auctioned a dragon jade, which is said to be priceless, and I bought it back."

"That's right. It was Xun Yu who used Confucian mantra to make you do this. The main blame lies with him. At most, you have one charge of absconding in fear of crime, which is not difficult."

Lu Yunwan looked surprised and said: "Could it be that the Xun Yu mentioned by the seniors is the Imperial Master of Southern Zhou Dynasty?!"

"Exactly."

Lu Yunwan was extremely shocked.

If it hadn't been for senior Gongming's guidance, he would still have been kept in the dark.

He is worthy of being the true king of Longhu Xuantan. He predicts events like a god and nothing can escape his control.

"You only need to inquire about what happened in the capital at night. The Bingsheng took action and made Xun Yu reveal his true form. This person has been listed on the must-kill list by Bingsheng Ningzhong. All the major dynasties know about this. You This disaster can be solved by placing all the blame on Xun Yu."

"I see."

Lu Yunwan suddenly realized what he was doing, his mind was clear, and he knew what to do.

The stone statue reminded: "However, I think this calamity was set up by Xun Yu for you and Lu Yunqing. He hopes to provoke a conflict between the two families so that the Jin Palace can reap the benefits. Your top priority is to take action against the Jin Palace. After all, Xun Yu has been punished by the saint, and now that he is in trouble, it is the best time to deal with him. "

Lu Yunwan deeply agreed and said, "Thank you, senior, for reminding me!"

"The follow-up plan was carried out in an orderly manner as the senior said. After this storm, the junior immediately began to implement the 'selling off' method taught by the senior, causing the two princes' industries to go bankrupt and unable to pay their salaries."

"Well, now that you have become enlightened, it's time for me to leave."

Lu Yunwan said gratefully: "After the matter is completed, I will definitely apply to the imperial court for the title of god. With the official status, the Temple of Wealth will definitely be popular."

In another place, Leng Palace Qingzhu Palace.

"Edicted to the position of god? In other words, I can also absorb the power of incense?"

Lu Mingyuan touched his face and murmured to himself.

Logically speaking, it seems possible. Generally speaking, only the righteous gods of mountains and rivers who have received the official edict of Dayan, as well as the forces of the Immortal Family, and large and small sects can absorb the power of incense and bring the sect's luck to a higher level. Prosperity for eternity.

If this is the case, then he, the God of Wealth, will become real.

Lu Mingyuan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little tired.

There's so much going on tonight.

It's already late at night.

Lu Mingyuan lay on the big bed and recharged his clone.

He is now mainly responsible for mastering all information, watching the show, giving guidance to Lu Yunwan, and dealing with other princes.

Under his instruction, Lu Yunwan would also target the Jin Palace.

The eighth brother Lu Yunqing would not give up on the Jin Palace because of the death of Princess Ning.

Now everyone is staring at the Jin Palace, which is a blessing in misfortune.

"Ziyun Hongwan."

Lu Mingyuan shouted.

The two graceful figures pushed the door open and entered. Ziyun said softly in a delicate voice:

"Your Highness, do you want me to sleep with you?"

"Come and stay with me for a while."

Ziyun obediently came to lie down beside Lu Mingyuan, feeling the warm body temperature and heartbeat of His Highness, and she felt at ease.

Hongwan took off her shirt and snuggled beside Lu Mingyuan's arms.

Lu Mingyuan hugged her left and right, and her nose was also fragrant. It felt like two pillows. His eyelids fought and he snored in a short while.

Today there were too many things, and controlling multiple clones consumed too much mental energy.

"Your Highness."

Ziyun called softly, but there was no response.

Hongwan got up and gently covered Lu Mingyuan with the quilt, whispering: "Your Highness is asleep."

The two felt strange. Tonight, His Highness hugged them like this and fell asleep like this?

The next day.

Lu Mingyuan woke up and it was another energetic day.

He began to practice martial arts daily, increasing the number of acupoints in his body and absorbing part of the power of the Buddha's relics.

Now the Buddha's relics can not only protect his body, but also provide a constant source of energy for his body to absorb nutrients. He ran the "God's Induction Chapter", and the blood-colored Taotie picture that absorbed the Buddha's power was already very clear.

It can even become a phantom, carried behind him, and has a tendency to become his own Dharma image.

The emerald green jade liquid accumulated in the Palm of Heaven Bottle was drunk up, increasing tens of thousands of nutrients.

"Blood Taotian Meteorite Scripture·God's Induction Chapter (Ninth Level: 150000/500000)"

He even found other uses for the Palm of Heaven Bottle. If the priceless precious herbs are put into the Palm of Heaven Bottle, the age of the spiritual medicine can be accelerated.

He made a comparison, which was about one to twenty.

A ten-year-old dragon and tiger blood grass immediately doubled in value, but this function was not useful to him.

The effects of the hundred-year-old treasure-level spiritual treasures he is eating now are extremely limited.

After all, the Heaven-Holding Bottle is only a hundred-treasure-level spiritual tool.

The word "incomplete" means that this Heaven-Holding Bottle is not complete, and it may be of great use in the future.

However, the jade pendant given to him by Princess Jinwu is quite useful, and can be used to nourish the magic weapon.

Lu Mingyuan has already put his new sword, Yang Su, the eleventh in the world, in it.

He probably guessed who gave it to him.

The old drunkard, Zhao Xuanwu.

I just don't know how he got this sword. Did he rob it?

If so, it's really his style.

This world-famous sword, in his hand, has no chance to be unsheathed and see blood for the time being.

Another morning of practice, with the blessing of many treasures, he finally broke through the eight thousand great orifices.

Only two sections away from the extreme number in the record.

"Blue Fate - Martial Honor, Refining Degree Increased to 50%"

"Promotional Trait - Expressing Meaning (Intermediate)"

"Expressing Meaning (Intermediate): Breaking one's own shackles, greatly improving the potential of the physical body, unlimited acupoints, can comprehend the exercises, and slightly improve the potential grade of the exercises."

The "Martial Honor" fate has been refined by more than half. Compared with the partial potential before, it can now greatly improve the potential of the physical body and slightly improve the grade of the exercises through comprehension.

Lu Mingyuan had a vague illusion.

According to reason, he was now steadily practicing towards the ninth level of Longmen.

But in the dark, he felt an invisible resistance.

And looking at the classics, there are many emperors of the Great Yan, except Taizu, none of them broke through the ninth level.

Could it be a curse?

Lu Mingyuan once heard Yun Qinghe say that the amount of luck in the whole world is limited. There is only so much luck in a world. The number of cultivators who can cultivate to this level is limited, including the cultivators of the three religions, the major dynasties, and the cultivators of the world. Everyone has their own share.

Why are some people born at the end point, with great luck, purple clouds and thousands of miles of weather, auspicious white deer recognize the master, steaming the lake, and real dragon swallowing the sun?

Because they are born with a lot of shares, as long as they go on as usual, they can become great figures.

When people live, in addition to fighting for a breath, they also have to fight for a breath of luck.

No matter which family of cultivators, they must follow this principle.

Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhist scriptures are all ways to continuously expand their own luck.

As a warrior, if he wants to expand his luck, how should he do it?

Just like a sect, with limited resources, there are only so many cultivators who can cultivate to the middle fifth grade, and there is always a limit.

The upcoming bottleneck of the Ninth Realm was not because of his lack of talent, but because of his lack of luck?

For the first time, Lu Mingyuan began to think about this question.