Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Luck was stolen from a witch? Li Huowang repeated the words of the long-haired emperor in his mind.

According to him, this world exists because of luck.

But this witch didn't know what it was, which made Li Huowang feel a little confused.

However, this time Li Huowang did not directly skip it. He knew that some of these legends might be false and must be considered carefully.

Maybe this is like other legends and myths. Although it has been distorted, part of it is true.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Huowang felt that the eighth achievement of luck might have happened at that time. After all, if there was no time, then this place would be like Daqi, shaky and might collapse at any time.

Li Huowang, half of his body buried in the wall, said to Xuan Mi beside him: Although they all say that there is no Si Ming, don't you feel from this passage that if the witch is the Si Ming in charge of time, everything makes sense. Got it?

Xuan Mi paused and nodded silently.

Senior, do you know what the shaman who stole the luck looks like? Does it look like a golden dragon? Li Huowang looked at the dragon scales on their bodies and asked the question that concerned him most.

If the golden dragon is really the dragon vein of Tianchen Kingdom, then it seems to be different from the dragon vein of Daliang and Daqi. They don't seem to need a string of emperors to act as carriers.

Golden Dragon? I don't know.

We are the True Dragon Emperor, we are dragons!

Lingsheng is a dragon, but not a golden dragon.

Listening to their answers, the more Li Huowang thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

If this is the case, then it is gradually becoming clear what happened in ancient times.

The people back then may not have been what they are now. In order not to be enslaved, they were snatched away from the command of time and the way of heaven.

Because one person could not withstand the power of heaven, it was divided into sixteen dragon veins, which also corresponded to the original sixteen hours of Daliang.

But after thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, because now there is not only one layer of history in Daliang, but a total of five layers of history in different directions.

And in these five layers of history, there are all moments and witchcraft's luck.

If what I thought was correct, that means that the people in this five-level history have divided up all the heavenly ways in Si Ming, who is in charge of time.

If we say that at the beginning of each level of history, there were sixteen dragon veins, which was exactly five levels of history, then no more, no less, exactly eighty dragon veins.

This couldn't help but remind him of the experience of Wusheng Old Mother in the past. The way of heaven in her was also divided up by the people of Tianchen Kingdom.

Before, people in Tianchen Kingdom were said to be strange, but now it seems that this kind of thing seems to have happened in the distant past.

It's just because with the passage of time, people have gradually become accustomed to all kinds of weird things happening around them.

Dad, if that golden dragon is a dragon vein, when you go there this time, you'd better estimate how many hours a day there is in Chen Guo.

Li Huowang nodded. He knew what his daughter meant. The number of hours in a day in Tianchen Kingdom represented the number of dragon veins in Tianchen Kingdom.

If the people in Tianchen can easily touch the way of heaven, then maybe they can do the same to Dragon Vein in order to deal with themselves.

If this is true, the strength of more than a dozen dragon veins gathered together may be beyond the reach of even oneself.

What's even more terrible is that the dragon energy of so many dragon veins can easily make a group of masters immune to the attacks of everyone's heavenly power.

If they are really willing to spend so much money for themselves, I'm afraid it will be useless to reincarnate Doulao.

Li Huowang thought for a long time and decided to go step by step first. It was useless just thinking about it now.

Since the other party has not used it this way before, there should be some restrictions preventing them from doing so.

Thank you, seniors, for clearing up the confusion. Li Huowang saluted them and pulled Li Sui up the coffin wall.

Dad, is this useful? I don't think what they said is of any help to our current situation. Li Huowang, who came out of the imperial temple, nodded when he heard what Li Su said.

Although it's a bit foggy, it still has some use. Even if it's not useful now, it might be useful in the future, so you won't know anything about something.

Li Huowang slowly raised his head and looked at the starry sky in front of him. After thinking for a while, he said with emotion: And through this exchange, I suddenly realized something.

whats the matter?

Didn't you realize? This world is not fixed. Whether it is history or the way of heaven, it has changed. Everything in the past has changed. Do you know what this means? Li Huowang raised his hands, including Stayed for days.

Then Li Huowang squeezed hard, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It means that as long as we have enough ability, we can transform everything into what we want.

Li Sui slowly raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky with him, Dad, do you want the world to become like this? Do you think it's not good now?

It's not bad, it's just that I can't stand it. Do you remember Danyangzi? Li Huowang shrunk into an inch and quickly left the Daliang Palace.

Well, remember, you told me before that you are a fool who kills people without batting an eyelid and is illiterate. Li Sui's whole body floated up and quickly followed behind him,

When I was at Qingfengguan, I really hated him. In order to kill him, I even risked my own life to kill him.

But you know what? After going through so much, I now understand why he can become so bad. It's not that he is such a bad person, but that this absurd world has made him like this.

If he wasn't so bad, he might have died a long time ago. He just kept choosing the best solution among the various choices in life.

The two of them walked out of the palace and walked along the avenue. When they reached a crossroads, they saw many people drawing circles, burning yellow paper and burning paper ingots. The Qingming Festival was here.

Daliang has been plagued by disasters in recent years, with many people dying, so many people are burning paper.

Everyone knelt by the fire, burning paper and whispering what they wanted to say to their deceased family members. Li Huowang's keen hearing allowed Li Huowang to hear clearly.

Most of them are about asking family members how they are doing in the underworld and asking them what they need in their dreams.

Sui Sui, do you think this is wrong? In this world, evil people can live until their hair turns gray, but good people die quickly. Why is that?

As he spoke, Li Huowang walked to a stall selling yellow paper gold ingots and bought some.