I have nothing but luck

Xie Rongjiao murmured: "No wonder."

No wonder when they were in Xuanwu City, the three of them were able to open the Dragon and Tiger Formation even though they didn't have the Xuanwu Zhen Lingzhu.

It turned out that it was not the lord of the Xuanwu city who was full of lies, but Li Zhixuan, among the three of them, who was pregnant with the White Tiger Supreme Treasure.

"May I ask you, senior, where is the ever-burning lamp on me?"

The national teacher spread the crape myrtle astrolabe flat on the desk, pressed it with a paperweight, and after finishing all this meticulously, replied: "The four spirits are the most precious treasures, but they all have the meaning of the same goal through different routes."

"Although the names of the forms are different, their magical and special features all come from the essence and blood of the four spirits contained in the treasure."

"My son has practiced so far, even if he is said to be extremely talented, his speed is nothing short of astonishing. Could it be that he has not thought about the uniqueness of the true blood of the phoenix in his body?"

I thought about it.

It's just that Xie Rongjiao didn't think in the direction of the eternal lamp no matter what.

Only when it appears together with the other three spiritual treasures, will it have a name in the head of the storyteller. It has never appeared in the Xie family's classics, and it sounds like a phoenix treasure fabricated out of thin air.

"I never thought it would be an eternal lamp, I thought it didn't exist in the world."

"Of course, the eternal lamp is more special than the other three."

The national teacher smiled calmly, as if he didn't realize how terrifying what he was talking about: "The most special feature of the ever-bright lamp is that the phoenix takes Xie Li's ray of soul and puts it in the wick. Shanchuan took a ray of quintessence of energy to connect with each other, and then neutralized it with his own blood essence, allowing the three to blend together."

After all, it is indeed a phoenix that was born in ancient times, and it has continued to be such a masterpiece that shocked the world.

"Afterwards, the Phoenix set up a large formation in the center of the spiritual veins of the Southern Region, that is, later Fengling City, to gather the spiritual veins of the mountains and rivers in the Southern Region, and suppressed them with ever-burning lights. Breaking away from the mundane nature. And Phoenix true blood is also of great benefit to the spiritual veins of the Southern Territory, so they complement each other, and it is a situation where both sides benefit."

The dean of the academy was constantly chanting Confucian classics.

Every time he uttered a word, the corresponding golden font appeared in the air, and before the corners and corners of the font grew, it was almost smashed away by the murderous intent.

The golden powder sparkled in the air, like the waves of the sea of ​​clouds under the bright sun.

The speed of the dean of the academy just caught up with the speed of the murderous broken characters.

It's just that he's obviously lacking power to carry on, the voice is getting lower and lower, and the chanting is getting slower and slower. The golden words seem to be infected by his lack of energy, and every time they appear, the brilliance becomes dimmer one by one.

Although the ancestor of the sword gate next to him is much stronger than him, but his spiritual power has been consumed by more than half, and the sword will gradually shrink back, which is only enough to protect him firmly, no matter how many counterattacks break the formation, it may not be possible.

Sweat dripped from Fazong's forehead.

Apparently, the formation that can trap two strong men in the Heavenly Human Realm not only consumes the spirit veins of a main peak, but also a game between the master Fazong who controls the formation behind them and them.

His voice trembled slightly, showing that he was not holding it up easily: "Xie Tingbai, why don't you enter the battle to intercept the two?"

Xie Tingbai was as calm as when he first appeared: "Don't worry, wait until they consume another two points and come to a dead end."

I'm afraid that I will reach the end of the road earlier than them!

It wasn't Xie Tingbai who came to preside over the formation, so he was happy to watch the show with ease.

Suzerain Fazong gritted his teeth in anger at his behavior, wishing he could just throw up his sleeves and leave.

But he couldn't just walk away after all.

Otherwise, it is really going to the point where there is no way to save it.

"If you want to achieve great things, you have to be determined. It's not good to cherish your life too much." Fazong suzerain could only force himself, and said indifferently, "I didn't mean to serious the situation, but I did have a hunch, and it will change later. This matter can't be done." drag."

If it is the evolution of the way of heaven in the dark, except for Lu Binwei, no one in the world can compare with the suzerain of Fazong.

Neither can Xie Tingbai.

He took a deep look at the suzerain of Fazong, and said without talking nonsense, "Okay."

After saying that, he jumped into the battle with his sword drawn.

The master of Fazong breathed a sigh of relief, raised his 12 points of energy, and did not dare to relax at all.

Under the main peak, Fang Linhe held down his jumping eyelids.

In their eyes, the illusion created by the suzerain of the TOEFL Fazong, the main peak, Ru Dean and the ancestor of Jianmen, were the same when they went up the mountain, rather than a gray and decaying landscape.

I don't know when he and Shen Xi happened to meet eyes.

Shen Xi asked without thinking: "Brother Fang also has this premonition in his heart?"

Fang Linhe answered without thinking, "Yes."

Shen Xi pulled out the Spring Wind Sword from his waist: "Then go up the mountain, don't worry about being rude for a while.

Fang Linhe was one step ahead of him, his figure drifted away, and in a blink of an eye he was several tens of feet away.

The mountain road is getting more and more dangerous.

The people who were sent by the suzerain of the Fazong to intercept them on the way have gone from the Hinayana to the half-step Mahayana, and finally to the elders of the Mahayana.

If there hadn't been a half-step Mahayana blocking them before, consuming more than half of the spiritual power of the two of them, the two of them might have the strength to fight against the Mahayana in front of them.

It's a pity that the two of them are almost at the end of their battles.

The dean of the academy thought so too.

He can't recite the Confucian classics that he knows so well and recites fluently, all relying on his many years of practice to protect his life with a noble and clear body.The embarrassing posture with the crooked crown and the disheveled clothes and clothes that are drunk and talking loudly in the bamboo forest, although they are both untidy, they are two extremes.

Standing in front of him was Xie Tingbai, who had a very aristocratic attitude, and his sideburns and clothes were indifferent and rigid, without any mess.

Even if there is an ancestor of Jianmen next to the dean of the academy, the two of them are two against one, there is no need to fight, and the outcome will be obvious.

Xie Tingbai didn't have any extra words, as soon as he met, he shot.

He is recognized in the eyes of the world as the closest heavenly-human realm to the Holy Realm other than Mara.

Now that Mo Luo has entered the holy realm, Xie Tingbai is the closest one in the realm of heaven and man.

The dean of the academy's protective body was shattered, and his flying body shattered countless rocks like the lotus seal when the patriarch of the Fazong met.

The dean spat out the blood in his mouth, struggled to get up and said to the ancestor of Jianmen: "You can fight, so you go out."

Killed the bastard of the Fazong suzerain outside for him.

"Brother Fang is better at fighting than me, so Brother Fang will go first."

Shen Xi picked up the Spring Breeze Sword that had just been shaken to the side, and the spring breeze all over the mountain rose again, like the main peak returning to spring, and the surroundings could not help but bring the moist breath of spring, and the temperature warmed up.

Fang Linhe's eyes moved. He has always been a decisive person. Knowing that what Shen Xi said was the truth, he immediately stopped hesitating and slashed at the rock wall beside the road with his sword.

The rock rolled down from the rock wall with a bang, and blocked him and the Mahayana elder forcefully, smashing the whole stone steps down several feet.

There was a huge sword piercing through the sky above the formation, almost covering the sky like a big cloud, and when the huge sword took shape, the dean of the academy staggered back two steps, and blood spilled from his lips.

Xie Tingbai looked at the two of them indifferently, like watching a dying child struggling and jumping:

"It's better to stay together."

Following the vicious sentence of the Mahayana elder, it was the huge palm stretched out from the sky, which smashed the rolling rocks into dust in the blink of an eye, and was about to grab Fang Linhe into his palm.

The spring breeze can no longer hold back.

But there are lotus flowers.

That giant palm could easily smash a boulder rolling down with thunderous momentum, but it couldn't smash a delicate lotus flower that would be blown away by the autumn wind at any time.

Like a lotus flower, it sounds delicate and deceitful, and it is as clear as a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, but an undeniably majestic female voice resounded inside: "Either die or get lost."

Without waiting for Xie Rongjiao to figure out what the national teacher said about the past, and the purpose of telling him about the past, the national teacher handed over a piece of paper in a gracious manner: "Your Majesty, why don't you take a look at this one?"

Xie Rongjiao: ""

He had the experience of the last sheet of crape myrtle horoscope, and he didn't have high expectations for the serious content in this sheet of paper, so he took it carefully and flipped through it.

Sure enough, it's not very serious.

"Last night, when you came to dream, I told you my heart and soul.

I hate the world for not being kind to me forever, and win complaints and blue shirts.

Jun is still a young man, scolding all directions and talking and laughing.

Suddenly the yellow mouth is facing the white teeth, and the white hair and green temples are speechless.

It's hard to look down and down, and I used to despise Nanshan a lot.

But I advise you to work hard to add meals, regretting that you have not shared all the sufferings. "

Not to mention that the rhyme and words in this song are not good after all, and it is also suspected of being anticlimactic, Xie Rongjiao couldn't understand why the national teacher would suddenly show him this song.

The national teacher said indifferently: "I wrote it."

Xie Rongjiao: ""

Okay, luckily he didn't have time to say it just now.

If he followed Jiang Jingxing's seniority, Xie Rongjiao said that he must not call the national teacher half a master, so he should pay attention to it.

The national teacher smiled and said: "This is a dream I had two days ago. I just dreamed of Tai | Zu, so I wrote this song by hand. I just wrote and wrote, and I couldn't write it well."

If he is smiling now, he can't stop laughing for a while.

Xie Rongjiao remained silent and did not answer his words.

He just racked his brains to find an advantage to boast about:

The emotion is quite sincere.

"I am a fan of the authorities. I saw Tai | Zu in my dream a few days ago. I understand that I have been restrained by many worries for too long these years, and I am trapped in a net of heaven and earth and cannot extricate myself."

It wasn't until I saw that young man with white teeth and green temples in a dream, who was full of vigor and vigor, who seemed to be holding the wind and clouds in all directions under his palm while talking and laughing, that I realized that I was dusty and dusty, and my temples were like frost.

The dead person strives for an immortal name, and will always be a legend for generations at the moment when he is most proud.

Those who are alive, however, can't help but gradually go astray in various struggles and compromises, and come to a completely different face from when they were teenagers.

The national teacher originally thought that the Tai|Zu would not look down on his current unrecognizable appearance.

After all, how could I think highly of those people when I was young?

But no.

The young man in the dream was full of heart and soul, amidst the voices of remorse and words of comfort, the national teacher suddenly remembered that when they were young, the young man with burning eyes was full of sincerity, saying that he wanted to drive away the barren people who were in chaos, and restore peace to the Northland. world.

Then there was the Northern Zhou Dynasty, then there was Zhou Tai | Zu, and then there was the Zhou Dynasty.

Their original intention is by no means the majesty of the emperor of Zhou, the face of the royal family, or even the prosperity and decline of the Zhou family.

The national teacher sighed heavily, as if he wanted to let go of the hesitation and worries that had entangled him for a long time: "Fortunately, it is not too late for me to wake up. Maybe there will be a lot of trouble, and the consequences may be immeasurable."

He smiled slightly, washing away its vicissitudes like a sword that has been through the years, and a youthful sharpness shone from the sword like a mirror: "I will resolve this matter according to our original intention."

Don't get bogged down with anything superfluous.

I also believe that doing so is the only way to break the situation.