"This……"

Goddess Xihe looked at Dongjun and then at Feng Changyun, shaking her head regretfully at her: "I don't know how to see the way of heaven, I'm sorry."

Although Feng Changyun was disappointed, she was mentally prepared and respectfully sent the two of them back to the divine realm.

Where is the way of heaven so easy to see?

They have always been the only ones who take the initiative to show up. If they don't show up, no one knows how to see them or how to get to their sleeping place.

As the sun returns, the temperature returns to normal range.

The monks were no longer needed to help cool down the place. Feng Changyun solemnly thanked them and sent them back to the world of immortal cultivation. Her group of disciples also left voluntarily.

Staying here won't help.

In addition, the other divine kings also gradually returned to their positions.

The only ones left here today are those miracle doctors, still helping to crack the virus.

Fortunately, the miracle doctors sent from ancient times had actually seen this virus, so they didn't spend too much time developing a method to restrain it.

Everything is moving in a good direction, and there are no obstacles.

This made Feng Changyun feel relieved.

Now that things are developing for the better, that day's luck may have begun to slowly recover.

Feng Changyun comforted herself.

After sending all the miracle doctors back, she planned to leave here.

If she continues to stay here, she won't be able to find a solution to her fate. In this case, why not travel to a few more worlds? Maybe one day in the future, she can find a way to break the situation?

Feng Changyun looked at Pluto: "Let's go too."

Pluto looked at her: "Have you thought about it?"

She has been very preoccupied these days, and she looks really different today.

Feng Changyun: "What can I do if I don't want to start it? There's no point in continuing to consume it..."

Before Feng Changyun finished speaking, her vision went dark, her body went limp and she fell down without warning.

"Hey!" Pluto was startled and hurriedly supported her: "What are you doing? Wake up, your monks are in such bad health?"

He sent a stream of spiritual power into Feng Changyun's body. This girl was as strong as a cow. How could she faint so easily?

Feng Changyun couldn't hear Pluto's words. She only felt as if her consciousness was being pulled out of her body and dragged into an invisible darkness. She was in a trance for a moment.

She was stunned for a moment and then looked around, her heart suddenly filled with joy.

This is the place where heaven sleeps?

The fact that Heaven can bring her here shows that He has not fallen into a deep sleep.

Since there is no deep sleep, everything will be solved!

This is simply the happiest news I've received in a while.

Feng Changyun looked around, suppressing her excitement and waiting for the way of heaven to appear.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long. A faint light floated slowly from all directions, and finally converged into a faint light in front of her.

The light kept flickering, flickering on and off, as if it was about to go out at any moment.

Feng Changyun's heart started to rise again, and she hurriedly squatted in front of the light and said nervously: "Why are you so weak? God, what should I do to help you?"

She even spoke softly, as if she was afraid that her loud voice would scare out the light.

After a while, a very weak voice came from the light group: "Feng Changyun, long time no see."

The voice was soft and waxy, like a child only a few years old.

Feng Changyun was stunned, why did he say this again?

But now is not the time to think about this. She can't care so much, and she added: "Tell me first how I can help you? We will talk about other things later."

The Heavenly Dao of this world seemed to be very familiar with Feng Changyun. Hearing this, he was not polite to her and said bluntly: "I want to get my luck back."

Get your luck back?

How to get this?

Feng Changyun frowned, his luck was taken away by the taskmaster.

The mission person completed the mission and left this world. Where can he find the person now?

As if aware of Feng Changyun's thoughts, Tiandao was silent for a moment and then asked her: "Have you not remembered it yet?"

Feng Changyun was stunned again: "What do you remember?"

Does she really know each other from all the worlds of Heaven? What decisions were even most likely made together?

Feng Changyun was startled by her sudden idea.

Whether looking at her own experience or the miserable reincarnations of the past five lives mentioned by Beiming Immortal Lord, she felt that this idea was too bold.

When did she get involved with so many heavenly beings? Forget about being in the world of immortals, does the heavenly realm in the three thousand worlds know her?

The light ball flashed again and let out a slight sigh.

"Feng Changyun, you can't get back the luck that the missionaries took away. What I want to take away is the luck that is stored with you."

The luck stored in...her place?

Feng Changyun stared blankly at the faint light in front of her eyes, unable to speak for a moment.

She only felt a huge thunder explode above her head. She even lost the ability to think, her eyes widened, and she even wondered if she was hallucinating.

Otherwise, why would she hear Tiandao say that his luck was stored in her?

He is the way of heaven, and she is just a little human monk.

Isn't this a joke?

Which heaven would place its destiny on an inconspicuous person?

Aren't you afraid that if something happens to her, his luck will disappear?

In the darkness, apart from the flickering light, Feng Changyun could only hear her own increasingly violent heartbeat.

As time passed by, she quickly digested the news bit by bit in her mind, which was like a bolt from the blue to her.

After experiencing so much, even when she suddenly heard such ridiculous news, she was not in a daze for too long.

Feng Changyun swallowed and tried to calm down her thumping heartbeat.

She always thought that she was the person chosen by Three Thousand Worlds to solve the task. When needed, she would have to sacrifice herself at any time to protect Three Thousand Worlds.

But things seemed to be different from what she expected. Otherwise, how could God place his luck on her?

In addition to trusting her, wasn't He also protecting her by storing his destiny with her?

What did she do before? How did Tiandao trust her so much?

Feng Changyun looked at the halo in front of her eyes. He seemed to be weaker than before.

She calmed down and her mind began to work: "Are you going to take away the luck from me?"

Tiandao hummed slightly.

"Will it have an impact on the world of immortality?"

Feng Changyun's mood was very complicated.

She knew that Heaven would not lie to her, so it was very likely that He had actually deposited his luck with her, which meant that He had anticipated such a day and had thought of a way to deal with it in advance.

But as a daughter of luck in the world of immortality, if her luck was taken away, she didn't know if it would have an impact on the world of immortality.

If it has any impact...

Feng Changyun lowered her eyelashes.

Rationally speaking, this is someone else's deposit and should be returned.

But if the world of immortality is really affected by this, she really doesn't know what to do and can only place her hope in heaven.

She looked at the light group expectantly, hoping that he wouldn't say anything that would embarrass her.

Fortunately, Tiandao knew what she was worried about and softened his voice: "Don't worry, it won't be affected. We have already considered this issue when we placed our luck on you."

us?

Feng Changyun took a breath of cold air.

Not only is the way of heaven in this world, but also the way of heaven also deposits destiny with her?

She seemed to understand why Bai Rong gave up the mission inexplicably.

She also understands why she always meets noble people to help her in times of crisis.

Why did Priest Wumeng say that her luck was ridiculously strong?

So that’s it.

Feng Changyun relaxed and stretched out her hand in front of the light ball: "Then you can smoke it."

Although the methods of the Heavenly Daoists are very unreliable, in general, this is the best news that Feng Changyun has received so far.

The level of happiness is the same as knowing that the heaven in this world has not fallen into deep sleep.

It feels like, no matter how the tasker does the task or extracts the world's luck, the gods can use her to slow things down.

As long as she's okay, there won't really be any problems in these worlds.

Just like this world, she discovered and saved it before it was destroyed. Wasn't luck also at work?

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