Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 296 I am happy to cultivate immortality
To seize the destiny of Dongzhou, the right time, place and people are all essential.

The natural phenomena are all there, the earth veins are connected, now all that is missing is human harmony.

In the plan of the Hundred Demons Sect or that broken flag, this person should be the Hundred Demons Sect's secret helm monks who have lurked in the Qinghe Society.

Letting them lie dormant for a hundred years is not to raise special forces, but to allow them to marinate and become seasoned.

It is to make the aura and cause and effect of the Emperor's flag entangled with these people.

First, plant the fragments of the innate Dao fetus that are contaminated with the aura of the Human Emperor Flag into the bodies of the Dark Rudder Sect.

Then, the fragments of the mental method deduced through the Human Emperor Flag will be given as a reward.

When these people founded their own sects and taught their teachings, and became their disciples and apprentices, the cause and effect and aura of the Human Emperor Flag could be spread quietly.

Thus, when these people set foot on the banks of the Qing River, their mission was accomplished.

The meaning of their existence is to serve as a signpost, as the protruding thread on the pants. As long as they grab the Human Emperor Flag and pull it, the silk-like luck will be in their hands.

This is harmony among people.

In order to break this situation, Lao Tang and his team thought of many ways and made many preparations.

The first method to work was that of Qin Lang, the master of Yaowang Valley.

Use these small oranges called Xiaoji Orange to steal the show.

He found a larger and thicker looking thread from the other pants and covered the one that the Emperor wanted to pull out.

As one of the six sects, Yaowang Valley has been passed down for tens of thousands of years.

In addition to their inherited hobby of stealing vegetables, successive valley masters also do many other serious tasks.

For example, strengthening the body, tempering the physique, becoming the strongest on earth, and eliminating all medical disputes from the root.

For example, use a strengthened body to taste herbs and test medicines to deduce the recipe for elixir.

For example, establishing and maintaining a permanent biological seed bank that can be passed down for thousands of years.

At the very core of Yaowang Valley, there is a Medicine God Temple maintained by countless generations of valley masters.

The Medicine God Temple is an independent space that is shaped like a round tower and points vertically downward.

Each layer is classified into categories, preserving ancient plant species that have become extinct or extremely rare in the outside world.

As well as new plants cultivated by Yaowang Valley and naturally evolved from the creation of heaven and earth.

This is a task that takes time to complete. The collection and cultivation of each plant takes at least several years and at most a hundred years.

Fortunately, the monks in Yaowang Valley have always lived long lives.

But once people live too long, they become bored.

Among these preserved spiritual plant samples, many are somewhat useless in terms of their practical value.

Xiaojiju is one of them.

In addition to being sweet and delicious, this orange can also absorb a bit of the luck of heaven and earth during its growth, which can increase the luck of the person who eats it.

It looks beautiful, but it's actually useless.

Because before looking at the efficacy, we must first look at the dosage.

This Xiaoji orange is just like its name, very small and auspicious.

The elder who cultivated the little Jiju orange took his disciples to try it out personally.

When taking naturally grown tangerine peel, do not squeeze the juice or inhale it all at once.

If a person eats it for three consecutive years, he will eat at least 5,000 kilograms a year.

You will be blessed with the good fortune of picking up at least ten coins every day for a month, and your lost shoes will always land right side up.
The rest is gone.

Because the luck contained in Xiaojiju is quantitative, it is the concept of Xiaojiju itself.

Luck is not transferred by eating, but the person who eats it shares the luck from the Xiaoji orange after being pickled with the flavor.

If you want to increase the effect of the small lucky orange and turn it into a big lucky orange, you need to plant it in a blessed land and then use the lucky objects to catalyze it.

But the question is, with such a good place and such good things, why bother to plant oranges? Why not just use them directly?

There are so many legitimate ways to use the luck and treasures of blessed places to achieve breakthroughs in cultivation that you can’t count them on both hands.

Why are you eating this broken orange?

So not long after, the spiritual plant samples and seeds of the little Jiju were sent to the Medicine God Temple by the elder whose face was burnt yellow from eating.

Forever sealed.

Many years later, when discussing countermeasures, Qin Lang took out this little tangerine.

By combining the Qi with the power of the earth veins, the aura of the Human Emperor Flag is introduced into the wise Buddhist kingdom.

Then, by transplanting flowers and trees, the leaves of the Xiaoji orange tree were imbued with the scent of the Human Emperor's flag.

Of course, the most important thing is to communicate with the sacred tree of the Western Barbarians through Xiaoxue, and then introduce the breath of the sacred tree into this little Jiju.

Catalyze a batch of ultimate lucky oranges.

At this moment, in this situation, these small auspicious oranges represent the fortune of the two continents.

But enough.

Although Qin Lang's proposal may have its own hidden secrets, such as wanting to touch the golden branch of the sacred tree and see if he can take it away.

But it is indeed useful.

At this point, the overall situation has been determined and is no longer under the control of Xiao Teng or the Human Emperor Flag.

In this game, these small lucky oranges are treasures that contain half of the world's luck.

Of course, it only smells that way.

No matter how much you eat these little tangerines, they can only increase the amount of money you pick up every day from ten cents to twenty cents for two consecutive months.

Or when you throw a shoe, the upper should be facing up and the toe should be pointing north.

Xiao Teng and the Human Emperor Flag were buried by Xiao Ji Ju, but the process of plundering the fortune of the human race in Dongzhou did not stop.

Xiao Jiju can only mislead the choice of the Emperor Flag, but cannot stop the process.

The illusory destiny condensed into an air mass floating between heaven and earth.

Not far from Zhang Ze nor close.

Zhang Ze watched Xiao Teng crawl out from the pile of oranges, waving the Human Emperor Flag, and took the lead in grabbing the still growing air mass.

The moment it touched, the air mass turned into a singularity, sucking Zhang Ze, Xiao Teng and the Human Emperor flag into it.

They disappeared.

But the singularity is still there, still slowly absorbing Dongzhou's luck.

"Fa, what happened?" Zhuge also sat on the ground rubbing his ankle. He sprained his ankle when the earth shook just now.

Xiao Tang still had a melon seed in his mouth. He wanted to speak, but he coughed and bit his tongue, and the melon seed was stuck between his teeth.

"Master, hit me, I can't get it out." Xiao Tang grinned and said with his tongue sticking out.

Because they were the closest, the impact of having their luck taken away came quickly and was obvious.

The cultivators with high cultivation levels may not be affected for the time being, but Xiao Tang cannot.

"Everyone, don't move! Just stay beside the sect leaders and sit quietly. Don't use your cultivation." Old Tang reminded loudly.

When a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in his teeth. But when a monk is unlucky, it is not certain. He may choke to death by burping while practicing.

After hearing Old Tang's warning, everyone calmed down.

It’s just that when people have nothing to do, they start to think about random things, and everyone present looked up at the singularity.

Mixed feelings.

Ask yourself, if you were the one who caught that ball of Dongzhou's luck, what would you do?
Can do anything
The path of cultivation will be smooth, and the Mahayana realm will be within reach.
Thinking of this, even the simple-minded Xiao Tang began to breathe faster.

He was tempted.

Old Tang looked back at his adopted grandson, sighed softly, and then asked the giant turtle Zhu Luo to carry him onto the platform.
He held the wordless golden talisman in his hand, sat down cross-legged beside the singularity, closed his eyes and waited.

Sect Master Li looked at Old Tang, then at the singularity that contained infinite possibilities.

"What if it were me?"

These Mahayana monks have reached the end of their current path. It is like walking on ice and a sea without light. If they take a wrong step, they will be doomed.

What if a rope suddenly appears in front of you?
A rope that, if held, would be soaked in karma and blood.

It is very likely that you can reach the other side by pulling a little, gaining a little strength, and taking another step.

Or maybe everything is just a dream, and one step forward will lead to falling into the abyss.

No matter what the outcome, as long as you hold on to that rope, blood will be shed.

Elder Li turned his head away. He couldn't bear to watch any longer.

At this time, that thing was like poison to these Mahayana monks. They couldn't even look at it or think about it.

In the midst of singularity.

Zhang Ze looked down at the ball of gas in his hand, which did not continue to grow larger but became increasingly brighter.

There seem to be countless avenues in the air mass, vast and boundless.

As long as you think about it, this thing will be yours.

Even though he didn't make it his own, Zhang Ze also shared a bit of the magical power of this thing.

At this moment, his senses were infinitely extended because of the fortune of Dongzhou.

The purple stars in the strange vision in the sky can convey his will, and the veins throughout Dongzhou are his eyes and ears.

False omniscience and omnipotence can also make people feel ecstatic.

Zhang Ze turned around and looked behind him. At this time, he was inside the singularity and had no concept of direction, but he knew that there was a Linglu Valley there.

He saw A'li running around in circles, sometimes counting on his fingers to tell fortunes, sometimes jumping up and down, but she had no idea what to do.

Lily was even more embarrassed, as she had just been let down from the tree by Fu Ji.

At this time, a ritual was being performed, begging God to keep Zhang Ze safe.

Or even if something happens, her boss will become the devil of heaven and earth, and he will definitely be grateful for the old friendship and take her in as his number one lackey so that he can continue to be his accomplice.

Because she was too noisy, she was tied up by Fu Ji again.

It’s interesting to say that the God that Lily begged for is, in a sense, now in Zhang Ze’s hands.

The junior sister was very quiet. She was taking care of the little Qilin who had become weak due to fear and loss of luck.

As for Lady Li who was with her.
Although I don't know what she is thinking, judging from her expression, she is definitely stuck in a dead end.

Alas, Senior Sister Lu is here too. But, why is she smiling?

Forget it, I can’t figure it out.

Zhang Ze no longer looked towards Linglu Valley, his gaze continued to move westward along the earth veins.

Heading west, all I see are the lives of all living beings.

This incident not only affected the cultivators, but also every living being on the land of Dongzhou.

In the valley, a tiger was stuck in a ravine for some unknown reason, and a blue sheep was stuck next to it.

There is a perfect distance between them. The tiger cannot bite the blue sheep, and the blue sheep cannot run away.
Across the valley, Zhang Ze saw a town.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Ze felt that this place looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that this place was the Wanglong City where he met his hometown.

Perhaps because they had experienced this before, after seeing the strange phenomenon in the east sky, this group of people began to prepare for the holiday again, and each family took out the ladders they had prepared last year.

Those who sell tickets sell tickets, and those who want to hang tickets hang tickets.

It was just because of bad luck that there were some bumps and bruises in the process. Fortunately, they were far away and most of them were mortals, so no one was injured.

The storyteller who was famous for telling the story of the Human Emperor slaying a dragon was also there. Just like last year, he was holding a pen in one hand and paper in the other, and was improvising.

Title: The World of Shading Heaven

Behind the old man followed two young men, dressed as apprentices. Judging from the anger still between their brows, they must have been ruffians before and hadn't reformed for long.

Zhang Ze's gaze wandered to Wolongze again, and after recalling his amazing feat of stepping on the clouds and slaying the dragon, he continued to head west with satisfaction.

As if being pulled by something, Zhang Ze's gaze came to a valley.

He saw Xiaoxue talking to an elderly grandmother.

After Zhang Ze looked over, the old woman turned her head and glanced at him.

"Grandma, what are you looking at?" Xiaoxue was a little nervous.

"Nothing. I'm old, and I always have some minor problems. But you, kid, what are you so nervous about?"

Grandma Anya turned around and looked at Xiaoxue, and saw that Xiaoxue's expression was very unnatural.

Xiaoxue thought for a moment, then turned to look at her master who was acting as a lookout on the next hill. She whispered to Grandma Anya, "Grandma, you won't take advantage of our Dongzhou's weakness and lead the barbarian warriors to invade our Dongzhou, will you?"

Xiaoxue's words startled Anya's mother-in-law. She then laughed and said, "Where do you get these messed up ideas from, kid?"

Xiaoxue flipped her hand and a copy of "The Path to Heaven" written by Zhang Ze appeared in her hand. "Is this what it says?"

She pointed to one of the pages.

Chapter 375: The Emperor Falls in Jingluo Due to the Disaster, and the Wild Cavalry Enters the Western Pass

"Don't worry, that won't happen. I have to stay at home and be on guard against your master. If I bring people into Xiguan, I'm afraid that our sacred tree will be uprooted by that bastard Qin Lang as soon as we leave." Grandma Anya said with a smile as if she was teasing her granddaughter.

Xiaoxue thought about it and felt that this was the truth, so she put her mind at ease and stopped thinking about it, and began to daydream quietly again.

On the other hand, Granny Anya seemed to be interested in the book in Xiaoxue's hand. "Girl, lend me this book."

"Okay, mother-in-law, I'll take all the books with me." Xiaoxue had a thick stack of books in her hands.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to go out and have a look, an annoying voice brought his thoughts back.

"What are you waiting for? Why don't you refine it quickly?"

Zhang Ze turned around and saw that it was Xiao Teng, or rather the broken flag, talking to him.

Because Xiao Teng's voice was very strange, not only the tone but also the expression was very different from just now, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Why are you still here?" Zhang Ze looked speechlessly at the broken flag occupying Xiao Teng's body.

"Since the fortune of Dongzhou is in your hands, what are you waiting for?" Broken Flag continued to urge as if he didn't hear Zhang Ze's teasing.

He did not step forward to snatch the luck from Zhang Ze's hand, but instead urged Zhang Ze to refine it.

His voice seemed to have magic, constantly bewitching Zhang Ze and painting a picture for him about the future, about the pie of the future where he was the only one in the world.

"The overall situation has been decided."

"You are the one destined by heaven. It was Dongzhou who chose you. What are you still hesitating about? Absorb this luck and become the second Human Emperor."

"You felt it just now, didn't you? That state of being omniscient and omnipotent. After absorbing this luck, the life and death of all things in the four continents and the world are all controlled by your thoughts."

"Ants are destined to become bait for the powerful. Although they have lost everything, they have gained a true Human Emperor. You can do a lot for them."

"After you completely control East Continent, the next step will be West Continent and the Northern Territory. When you control everything, the gates of heaven will open!"

"This bureau, this world exists for you."

Broken Flagpole kept chattering until he was a little tired, then he paused and asked, "How is it?"

"Well said, that feeling is indeed wonderful." Zhang Ze recalled the feeling just now.

"Why don't you act quickly?" Broken Flagpole took another step forward.

Zhang Ze waved his hand to ask him to stay away from him, "Why are you using force?"

"Refine the destiny of heaven and earth in your hands. As long as you think about it, everything will be yours."

The flag is broken very quickly.

Zhang Ze sighed and interrupted the temptation of the broken flagpole.

"I don't know who gave you this name, but you can't bear the title of Human Emperor. You don't deserve it."

"As for this." Zhang Ze tossed the ball of Dongzhou luck in his hand, which was becoming more and more condensed, up and down, then looked at the broken flagpole and said.

"I do not want."

"Why, why?!" The Emperor Flag was in shock.

"Because if I do that, I will be unhappy. I am cultivating immortality, and what I cultivate is what I am happy with."

"So, I don't want it."

After saying that, Zhang Ze crushed the Dongzhou luck in his hand.

Heaven returns to heaven, earth returns to earth, and people return to people.

Everything will return to where it belongs.

Looking at the light that dissipated in Zhang Ze's hands, Renhuangqi couldn't believe it.

He controlled Xiao Teng and tried to catch the dissipating light, but found nothing.

Like a fool looking at the moon, everything is false.

The Human Emperor Flag was furious and pounced towards Zhang Ze.

"Give it back to me! It's mine!"

The golden flag turned purple-black, revealing its true appearance.

(End of this chapter)