I have an altar of luck

From the ancestral hall of the Huang family, he got the marrow washing beads and became a policeman in Ping'an County.

After that, he left Ping'an County, went to Nanling Mansion, and then went to Qingzhou, and after that, he went to the stage of the world.

Those pasts are vivid, as if reappearing again.

He was thinking, if he had to choose again, would he still go on this path?

This road is full of slaughter and blood.

Chen Yuan thought for a long time, opened his eyes, stood up slowly, sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, and smiled.

If he had to do it all over again, he would still choose this path!

Moreover, it went more smoothly than before.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he felt that some of the shortcomings in his heart were gradually filling up, and his artistic conception was approaching perfection.

Originally, Chen Yuan's idea was to go to the Western Regions and take away the amber bead, so as to complete the artistic conception. He also asked Mo Luo in a circumstantial way, whether there is any treasure in the world that can make people directly complete.

The answer I got was rather vague, there are spirit objects that can assist, but no one can rely on external objects to directly complete the artistic conception practice, because the artistic conception reflects itself!

There is no leak in itself, and the artistic conception is naturally complete.

So, he returned to Ping'an County again. This is the beginning of his take-off. Here, he got the most opportunities to make his mind happy.

Let his primordial spirit practice to an unprecedented ten-inch realm.

He was thinking, this time, whether he could also cultivate his artistic conception to perfection.

He came without much hesitation.

I thought that I could just try and make mistakes here, after all, there is no cost.

Fortunately, he seems to be right.

Here, he did perceive something.

Since Wang Ping and Zhao Nanshan fell drunk on the stone table, he had some strange perceptions, and then he walked to the streets of Ping'an County, and walked to the road leading to his heart.

The artistic conception is gradually becoming more and more complete, Chen Yuan directly emptied everything, only followed the feeling, left the county office of Ping'an County, and came to the north of the city.

To be exact, he returned to the small courtyard.

Many neighbors in the neighborhood are talking about the former Chen Yuan and the current King Yan, which means they are getting more and more excited. They are not close to Chen Yuan, but they have no grudges.

But one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.

These neighbors in the neighborhood are equivalent to having a huge backer. No officials have dared to bully them, the neighbors of the King of Yan, since then.

Passing through the wall, the thick wall stood in front of him like nothing, and entered the room, where there were still three brand new spirit tablets.

Obviously, Wang Ping often comes here.

He stretched out his hand to take off the uncle's tablet and crushed it, and then wiped out his father's tablet with his hand. The former is because the other party has not passed away, so it is unlucky to have a tablet.

The latter is because Xiang Qianqiu is really unworthy.

Only mother's tablet was left on it, Chen Yuan lit the incense on the table, and bowed respectfully three times.

He does not respect the sky, the earth, his father, but his mother.

When the three prostrations were over, Chen Yuan only felt a little more comfortable in his heart suddenly, and an inexplicable invisible dao rhyme shrouded his whole body.

It seems to be sublimated!

Chen Yuan actually experienced a lot. Although he practiced for a short period of time, his accumulation far exceeded those of those who practiced for hundreds of years, and his comprehension was excellent.

When it arrives at that time, you can catch it quickly and completely explode your accumulation.

This time it is so.

There were no extravagant hypes, no golden lotuses springing from the ground, there was just a layer of invisible dao rhyme covering him, making his whole person even more dusty.

It is also more in line with the heaven and the earth.

Ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and Mo Luo, who was dressed in white, slowly appeared. When his gaze fell on Chen Yuan, he stared at it for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Congratulations to the benefactor, the artistic conception is complete!"

"I would also like to thank Senior for the previous reminder."

"It's just that you are talented and can understand everything."

"Ha ha."

Chen Yuan smiled lightly, without any arrogance.

"When is the departure?"

Mo Luo was by Chen Yuan's side, not because he was idle, but because they had agreed a long time ago that Mo Luo would accompany Chen Yuan to the Liuli Kingdom in the Western Regions.

Originally, Chen Yuan planned to go alone, and would leave when he had the opportunity, and never stay, but after thinking about it, he decided to invite Mo Luo to accompany him.

One is because the other party has a better understanding of the Western Regions, which saves him effort, and the other is because it is safer to have such a powerful guard with him.

After all, no one could predict whether Xiang Qianqiu would jump over the wall and attack him in a hurry, and whether the Buddha would attack him without respecting martial arts. Just in case, safety is the top priority.

And this time he came to Ping'an County, in addition to trying to see if he could make the artistic conception perfect, he also wanted to confuse those existences who paid attention to him from the outside world and tell them that he was here.

But the real body has already left the Central Plains!

"Just now!"

With a wave of Chen Yuan's hand, he quickly formed a figure with vitality and blood essence beside him. A drop of blood essence is enough to keep this incarnation immortal for several months.

As long as you don't take action, even those who know him well will not find that he is a fake.

"good!"

Mo Luo nodded slightly, and the surrounding void rippled.

Then, he stepped in first, followed by Chen Yuan. When the waves in the void gradually calmed down, the remaining avatar sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and exhaled.

Chapter 771 Six realms!Immortal!

Blood State, the secret realm of the Mountain Gate of the Palace of Seven Kills.

Since Goddess Palace was defeated in the first battle, Seven Kills Palace has voluntarily withdrew from the disputes in the world in order to maintain peace. At the same time, it has been completely silent, giving up some of the benefits of Blood State.

This is why Chen Yuan is now sitting on half the power of the country, with the Heavenly Demon Palace as his wings, and the glory of the Seven Killing Palace is basically about to be completely suppressed.

In the eyes of many people, the Palace of Seven Kills has declined, so there is no need to be too respectful.Many affiliated forces that used to be under the jurisdiction of the Seven Killing Highness have all thrown themselves into the embrace of the Heavenly Demon Palace in recent days.

And the Heavenly Demon Palace didn't have any intention of saying hello to the Seven Killing Palace, and just accepted all the orders, and its power rose sharply.

Now, with Chen Yuan taking down Qingzhou and approaching the border of Yunzhou and Yangzhou, he is in the limelight for a while. When these two big states fall into his hands, it will be more than half of the country.

But most of the world has the surname Chen.

The atmosphere in the mountain gate of the Palace of Seven Killings has also completely fallen into a cold and gloomy atmosphere. Of course, as an assassination organization, the secret realm of the Palace of Seven Killings itself is not as active as other fairy gates.

Dead silence and silence have always been the portrayal of the Palace of Seven Kills.

Back Mountain.

Not many people knew about the news that the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Palace was still alive, and outsiders generally speculated, and they didn't dare to be completely sure that he must be dead.

Just like Shushan and Biyou Palace, as long as you keep hiding, others will not dare to assert that there are no immortals in the Immortal Gate. That is to say, the immortal heritage of Shushan and the immortal heritage of Biyou Palace were wiped out in several battles one after another, so that other Presence drops.

As for the Hall of Seven Kills, in fact, even their own people in the hall did not know whether the immortals in the sect were still there. It was not until the battle of the Goddess Palace that the immortals of the Hall of Seven Kills officially appeared in front of the world.

Therefore, the Palace of Seven Kills has some confidence.

Even though they looked at Xiao Suo and died silently, none of the disciples in the Palace of Seven Kills panicked, because they knew that if the immortal was still alive, no force would dare to rashly attack the Palace of Seven Kills.

Even now that Chen Yuan is in full swing and the Heavenly Demon Palace is in the limelight, it is just to test the confidence of the Seven Kills Palace and give up, without really tearing apart.

There were faint ripples in the surrounding void. Dressed in a black robe, the Lord of the Seven Killing Hall wearing a ghost mask slowly appeared, with his arms hidden in his sleeves, looking from a distance, like a ghost.

Although he was forced to lose an arm by Chen Yuan, with his cultivation base, it is not difficult to cultivate it, because it was his own severed arm, so naturally the loss was suppressed to a minimum .

Looking at the deep valley below, the Lord of the Seven Kills drew a dim light from the void, and went deep into it.

It was still the same layout as before, with the bronze coffin and black iron chains, the only difference was that the dust on it was still scattered and it became very clean.The Lord of the Palace of Seven Kills bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice:

"Disciple sees Patriarch!"

There was a faint light on the bronze coffin, and lines rose up, and the unique hoarse voice of the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall sounded slowly:

"How... how... the..."

"Back to Patriarch, we have found Xiang Qianqiu's trace." The Lord of Seven Kills raised his head and said in a concentrated voice.

"where……"

The last time he was moved by the conditions promised by Xiang Qianqiu, he broke out of the coffin and stopped Mo Luo once for him, which cost him a lot of energy.

In fact, he is already very old, and he is a figure of the same era as Lu Chengfeng, the old city lord of Wudi City. The reason why Lu Chengfeng didn't show up at the beginning was because he didn't want him to find out.

And the immortals of that era have almost all fallen, and only he and the old master of the Tianmo Temple are still alive. Of course, this is not because they have higher cultivation bases and stronger strength.

It's just because they are willing to pay the price, they are willing to sleep all the time, and wake up every hundred years, devour blood food, seal the primordial spirit with the source of God, to delay the passage of life.

And the existence of other fairy sects is unwilling to live like a living dead.

The source of the gods has been exhausted, he had to act, but Xiang Qianqiu lied to him, and he has not found the other party's whereabouts until now. He didn't want to do too much, so he ordered the Palace of Seven Kills to look for it.

He wants the lives of Shenyuan and Xiang Qianqiu!

"Patriarch... Are you really willing to withdraw from the Seven Killing Palace to withdraw from the world hegemony? Now, almost all the top ten immortal sects in the world have entered the game.

If you are left behind, the gap will become bigger and bigger in the future..."

The master of the Seven Killing Hall did not answer the words of the patriarch, but turned to talk about another matter.

"You... want to say... what..."

"The disciple thinks that the Palace of Seven Kills shouldn't just retreat like this, and must enter the game. Only by entering the game can we strive for greater benefits in the future."

The Lord of Seven Kills continued.

"Before...you...why...didn't agree..."

"There are too many immortal sect forces around Chen Yuan. Half of the immortal sects and a large number of forces in the world are by his side. Even if they belong to him, what benefits can they get?

Seeking wealth and wealth, this disciple thinks...it is not appropriate to support Chen Yuan..."

"Then... do you... think... who is suitable..."

"Xiang Qianqiu!"

The Lord of Seven Kills answered firmly.

"The general of the defeated army... the lost family... the dog... he... has been... defeated... there is no... chance..."

"No, there is still a chance, as long as Chen Yuan is killed, the forces under his command will naturally collapse, and the entire Yan army's military spirit will be tied to his hands alone.

It is both an advantage and a disadvantage..."

The Lord of the Seven Killing Palace had already prepared a draft in his heart, and he was able to respond to the questions and answers of the Patriarch with ease.

"Don't forget...and...the blood oath...constraint..."

Hearing such words, the corner of the mouth of the Seven Kills Palace Master curled into a smile:

"The blood oath doesn't restrict you very much, and besides...the original promise was that as long as Chen Yuan is still there, the Palace of Seven Kills will no longer participate in the world's disputes.

But without restraint, I can't help others to attack him..."

"You...are... secretly hating...he forced you...to break your arm..."

"There is this reason, but it's not all because of this reason. This disciple just thinks that if Chen Yuan really ascends to the throne and dominates the world, it will definitely not be a good thing for our Seven Killing Palace.

His character has always been to kill the weeds and root out the roots, exterminate the family and slaughter the sect, and the disciple can figure it out. The reason why he didn't do anything in the Goddess Palace before was to let me go.

It wasn't because of his kindness, but because the mighty Earth Immortal might have left, and Mo Luo couldn't take down the Patriarch alone, and it would make the people of the Heavenly Demon Palace chill, so he gave up.

Let me ask, when his real momentum has been achieved, how can he let go of the Palace of Seven Killers who has become a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh?

Doing something to him... not only for profit, but also for self-protection! "

"Xiang Qianqiu... promised to... you... what conditions?"

After a long silence, the Immortal of the Palace of Seven Kills said slowly.

"How about Xiang Qianqiu answering this question in person?" asked the Palace Master of Seven Kills.