Chapter 34 What is Chance?
Back at the Zongmen, Jiang Li immediately took out the array plate and placed it at the entrance.

It's just that at this time she discovered a flaw in the formation disk, which requires spiritual power to activate it.

"..."

Jiang Li had no choice but to place two low-grade spirit stones in, and then the array was activated to protect the room.

She sat cross-legged on the couch with some excitement, and then took out the keys and tattered books she bought.

The strong resentment on this key has disappeared, replaced by a strange fragrance.

Jiang Li raised the key in front of her eyes, carefully observed to see what was going on, but found that the gray cloud at the dantian did not respond.

What does it mean?
It was very excited when it encountered this key, why did it go silent after buying it?
She couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to act rashly, so she had no choice but to put the key back in the storage bag, and then her eyes fell on the book.

The cover of this book is old and pale yellow, and the edges have been curled up a long time ago, and it shattered when touched lightly.

The edges were broken off, revealing a small piece of snow-white paper.

Jiang Li opened the cover with some curiosity, and suddenly the eyes shone with light, and the whole person froze immediately, and the expression in his eyes lost its luster.

Her spirit seemed to be in a strange place.

This is a high mountain suspended in mid-air, the peak seems to have been cut in half by something, and the vast expanse of white is covered with white snow.

She stands on a sloping peak, a sun lamp hangs high in the sky, and the ice cones hanging on the edge of the cliff are slowly melting, ticking down into the mysterious abyss.

where is this?

Jiang Li raised her head high, looking around suspiciously.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly rose, and a black figure stepped out from among the clouds.

She looked up, the figure was blurry, but it carried a strong murderous aura, as if it wanted to destroy everything in the world.

Immediately afterwards, she saw that figure slowly raised the weapon in its hand, and then lightly slashed towards the mountain.

That is……

a knife?

Jiang Li's eyes were wide open, trying to see something clearly, but his eyes suddenly went dark, his spirit returned to his body, and he spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

Blood spattered onto the edge of the bed, black with traces.

Jiang Li felt a stabbing pain in his soul, his small face wrinkled into a bun, and he beat his head heavily with his hands.

Just looking at it, her soul was hurt, how powerful was that knife?

Shocked in her eyes, she lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, her mind was full of the image of that figure raising the sword.

Shenhun was still in severe pain, but she thought it was bearable, and played back that scene in her mind over and over again.

At the same time, Feng Xun, who was drinking with Jiang Xiaotian, slightly froze his hand holding the wine, a light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately laughed.

Jiang Xiaotian looked at him with an inexplicable face, knowing that this person had committed another mistake, and his mind was indeed not clear.

"Jiang Xiaotian, chance and luck in this world really cannot be controlled at all."

Feng Xun raised his head and gulped down the strong wine in the glass. The spirit wine slid down the corner of his mouth and dripped into his neckline, but he didn't even notice it.

"Now I really understand what it means to have a treasure for those who are destined..."

There was a smile on his face, looking at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze.

He obtained that book in a secret place, and it has been with him for hundreds of years, but it has been unable to even open the cover.

It was on a whim that he threw the book to that girl, and he deliberately left a mark of spiritual consciousness on it, as long as the cover was opened, he would be able to detect it.

But just now, the book was opened.

What was trash in his hands became treasure in the hands of others.

The scene at the market that day appeared in Feng Xun's eyes.

Treasures, those who are destined will get them.

"Buzz!"

The surrounding aura suddenly trembled, and then went crazy, forming a vortex and rushing toward the wind.

The spiritual energy of the entire Xuanyou Peak was swept away immediately, and the nearby mountain tops were not spared either.

Jiang Xiaotian stood up abruptly, the corners of his eyes twitched as he watched Feng Xun who was wrapped into rice dumplings.

He lowered his head to look at the spiritual wine in the glass, there must be some secret in the wine, which made Feng Xun, a cultivator at the stage of transformation into a god, suddenly enlightened.

The higher the level of cultivation, the more difficult it is for this epiphany to come, let alone a cultivator who transforms himself into a god.

If a cultivator in the transformation stage wants to advance one step further, he needs countless accumulations, and more importantly, he needs to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. Some monks are even trapped in it for hundreds of years and thousands of years, unable to improve, and eventually die when their lifespan is exhausted.

And this guy...

Really lucky.

Jiang Xiaotian smiled faintly, then walked aside to guard with his hands behind his back.

The movement of epiphany was too great, all the high-level monks in the sect were startled, and rushed towards Xuanyou Peak one after another.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaotian turned his head to look at Feng Xun, and muttered in a low voice:
"What an annoying guy..."

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Fairyland
In the Longchuan Palace, a man stood in the night with his hands behind his back, dressed in black as if blending into the night.

The crescent moon hung high in the sky, he raised his hand and grasped it lightly, holding the crescent moon into his palm.

There was a sudden wave of spiritual consciousness, he slightly loosened his hand holding the moon, and the crescent moon slipped out of his palm immediately.

who is it?

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes seemed to look to the other shore through the endless void.

"Immortal Venerable, please see the King of the West Sea."

The voice of a servant asking for instructions came from behind, making the man look away.

He didn't look back, and said lightly:

"not see."

Those two short words were passed through Nuo Da's palace to the ears of King Xihai who was waiting in the front hall.

He showed a wry smile. In fact, he had already guessed this result, but he didn't give up.

Since he was rejected, he didn't dare to stay any longer, so he could only salute to the palace, then turned and left.

The man didn't spend his mind on him, he slowly stepped into the refining room, and looked at a scimitar hanging on the wall.

This was the first weapon that he poured his heart and soul into. It was originally intended to be used as a talisman, but by accident, the current Saber recognized the master, and an indissoluble bond was formed.

And this scimitar has been left here to collect dust, but now it has a place to go.

He raised his hand to remove the scimitar, stroked the blade with his slender fingers to wipe off the dust, and then lightly tossed it, the scimitar disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.

The man watched the scimitar disappear, and could not predict where it went.

At the beginning, he was chased and escaped, shuttled between several big worlds, and lost everything due to the space storm, leaving only this natal saber with him.

Now, Da Dao Dao Pu has met a new master.

He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the saber beside him and threw it into the stove, soon there was a knocking sound in the room, listening carefully, there were countless mysteries hidden.

The man's eyes were lowered, and there was a faint flash of light in his eyes.

Hope you won't let me down.

(End of this chapter)

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