Tianjian Pavilion·Child of Luck

"Puppet, let me ask you again, where is your master? If he doesn't come back, don't blame me for tearing you into pieces." Shen Wumo looked fiercely at the still quiet young man, raised his hand and made a vicious gesture. With one blow, he didn't expect that the energy would dissipate in a few feet in front of the young man.

Shen Wumo was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly, and saw the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion sitting on the seat, looking at him jokingly and said: "I won't come back again, but you want to tear down my Tianjian Pavilion?"

Zhou waved at the young man, and the young man walked over obediently. He pinched the young man's chin and looked at the young man carefully, then turned his head and said to Shen Wumo: "It's a good thing you didn't break my 'kan' , otherwise you can't afford to use your whole 'existence' to pay for it."

Shen Wumo snorted coldly, and stared at him coldly: "What did you do with the 'Law of Reversal'?"

Day raised his eyebrows, let go of Kan's chin and raised his hand, and the boy named Kan bowed slightly and stepped back.

"Oh? What do you think I did?"

"Don't play tricks on me!" Shen Wumo sneered coldly, and the energy in his body slowly surged, like an ancient beast ready to go out and growl threateningly at the people seated, "You have been here since the beginning! I have no good intentions, I can feel that this 'The Law of Reversing Seizing' is fundamentally incomplete."

Shen Wumo's face was very gloomy, "Your hands and feet are very concealed. If I hadn't risked swallowing all those old and immortal things at that time, I might have overlooked that flaw. My skills are incomplete, although I can aspire to be the king of the current Demon Lord Even if today's sluggishness cannot become a fairy, it shouldn't even attract the nine heavenly thunders." Speaking of this, Shen Wumo's face became even uglier, "And all the fragments of the laws I devoured, The spiritual root is like tarsus maggots entangled on my spiritual root. It is not absorbed by my spiritual root, but the two blend together, which makes me feel unsatisfied, with a strong sense of emptiness, no matter how many people I kill , No amount of strength can be filled. I used to think this is normal, but now I understand that there is a problem at all!"

That's right, the kid actually felt the world was languishing, and it was because of this reason that he discovered it in advance.Day secretly sighed, after Shen Wumo's "Heaven's Evil" and Wan Qinglai's robbed "Heaven's Gift" luck merged, he was really lucky.

There was a hint of admiration and pity on Zhou's face - although he really thought so in his heart, he showed it so bluntly on purpose.Shen Wumo's ideas are almost all right, except for one thing, the "Law of Reversal Seizure" is not a defective object, but he changed it a little because of the needs of the transaction.

"The heaven and the earth are always full and there is a shortage. Seizing the bite is already the original power of your spiritual root. People are not afraid, the sky is not lawful, and you haven't paid any revenge. So, you came to my Tianjian Pavilion just to share with me your thoughts?"

Shen Wumo caught the flashing expression on Zhou's face, and his heart burst into anger. This damn Tianjian Pavilion Master really did it on purpose, and what kind of expression was that, pity?Shen Wumo doesn't need pity from others!

He forced himself to hold back the tyrannical desire in his heart and calm down. He still needs the Pavilion Master of the Tianjian Pavilion, and besides, the Pavilion Master of the Tianjian Pavilion is unfathomable, and falling out with him would not do him any good.

Shen Wumo found a place to sit down with a flick of his sleeves, raised his eyes and said: "It is said in the world that the transactions in Tianjian Pavilion are absolutely fair, isn't it?"

"As it is."

Shen Wumo stared at him sharply and said: "The price I have to pay is unknown, but Tianjian Pavilion gave me such a bad deal, how fair it is."

Zhou curled his lips and said, "So what do you want?"

Shen Wumo opened his mouth slowly: "The scope of 'Lucky Eye' is too narrow to support my current practice. 'Stealing the sky and changing the sun' is too slow, I want to meet the child of luck directly, use his luck The source makes up for the incomplete."

Sure enough, he was ambitious, so he confessed because he knew he couldn't hide it from him?

Zhou lightly smiled and said: "Then, as you wish." He really likes such a smart and ambitious person, which saves him a lot of effort.

He raised his voice, "Kan."

Kan walked quietly to Shen Wumo's side, so silent that there was no sense of existence.

Shen Wumo glanced at Kan in surprise. In his opinion, this is just a puppet of the human heart. Although it is rare and strange, he thought that this kind of thing that goes against the way of heaven to find someone who is loved by the way of heaven must go to Tianjian Pavilion. The pavilion master himself came out, is there anything special about this puppet?

Zhou understood Shen Wumo's thoughts, he gave Kan a soft look and said: "Don't underestimate him, he is something beyond this world. Kan's eyes can see through everything and see the true nature of everything, even if it is the way of heaven. The person who wants to protect—you know, even if you take away most of the "God's gift" from the Son of Destiny, as long as his origin is still there, you can't find him—and Kan can help you. "

Zhou glanced at Shen Wumo's gleaming eyes, "Take him, he can lead you to the person you are looking for."

As for those little things in Shen Wumo's heart, they can be completely ignored under the overwhelming strength of the day.

When Shen Wumo completed what he wished for, it was the time for him to receive his reward from Tianjian Pavilion.

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Wan Qinglai raised his head and looked at the purple-black sky, waved his sleeves in disgust, and rushed out vigorously, blowing away the lingering bloody aura around him.

Ever since leaving a sparrow in the daytime to tell him to take a step ahead, Wan Qinglai has annoyed himself for the countless times.

How could he fall asleep directly? Could it be that deep down in his heart he had already firmly believed in the "sleeping fairy" theory of his confidant at that time, and subconsciously wanted to try it?Moreover, Zhou left so silently that he didn't notice it at all!

He always felt that things were too strange.

Thinking of the day, Wan Qinglai sighed again.But the human world is already so extensive, not to mention there are three worlds of demons, demons, and comprehension. He and Zhou are gentlemen's friends, and they have never exchanged identities in the past. Why leave without saying goodbye?

He took out the milky white jade that the day had given him from the Qiankun bag.I don't know what material this piece of jade is made of. It's all white and crystal clear. The black cyclone-like thing in the center faintly forms a sky character. The shining stars in the center of the cyclone are dotted sporadically, which looks extremely beautiful. , and there are some wonderful patterns on the back, which look like some kind of font, but unfortunately he doesn't recognize it.

Day once said that if you want to contact him, you will use this piece of jade, but it is a consumable item, and you can use it once less.Wan Qinglai sighed again. He already knew that with Zhou's conversation, bearing and knowledge, he must not be such a simple cultivator, so he didn't ask if he didn't say anything, but now he left without telling him. I really regret why I didn't ask more questions at that time, and now he is in a hurry like an old woman, worrying about that.

He really wanted to use this piece of jade to contact Zhou right now, but... if it was just asking where Zhou was doing such a boring thing... and then it wasted the only thing that Zhou gave him to contact him...

Wan Qinglai resolutely put the jade back into the Qiankun bag.Hey, after this farewell, I don't know when we will meet again.

All of a sudden, Wan Qinglai shuddered, leaving the spot in a conditioned reflex, the spirit sword came out of its sheath, and there was a clear sword cry, the sword body trembled slightly, clanging, and a layer of shimmering faintness could be seen on the edge of the sword. Light, sharp.

The place where he was standing before was gradually shrouded in a light gray mist, silently, the space in the mist-shrouded area was distorted rapidly, and fine space cracks appeared unexpectedly.

Wan Qinglai's pupils constricted, and he shouted sharply: "Who is it, come out!"

A boy's figure appeared not far away, Wan Qinglai was secretly startled, the boy was so close to him, he didn't realize that there was another person here until after the other person showed his figure.He was immediately vigilant, there was no fluctuation on this boy's body, it was really suspicious to appear in such a place, but for some reason, he had an intuition in his heart that it was not this boy who made the blow just now.

After the young man's figure was revealed, he stood there as if he was frozen, just watched Wan Qing come and did not speak, at this moment, a sigh with fulfillment came out: "Finally found you, son of luck."

Wan Qinglai didn't say a word, he gritted his teeth to bear the overwhelming coercion of the speaker. The energy in his body quickly poured into the sword.

"Sword Intent?"

Wan Qing came to see the strong red stripes on the black clothes of the person who appeared, and his heart was full of alarm bells. He crossed his sword and said: "Who are you, Wan Mou believes that he has no grievances or enmities with you."

It turns out that this is the "son of luck", Shen Wumo thought.

Under Kan's leadership, he finally got close to the person he had longed for.Ever since Wan Qing came into the range of his spiritual consciousness, he almost immediately felt that kind of aura that was completely opposite to his own. He could completely feel that his spiritual root, which was called "Duozhu" by the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion Longing and clamoring, the blood all over his body was boiling, urging him to snatch the source of that person's luck.

Shen Wumo was very satisfied, but when he looked at Shang Wanqing with bright eyes, he was not satisfied again.Although Wan Qinglai described it as a mess, his demeanor was unyielding, straight as a bamboo, and his eyes were firm and persistent. It seemed that the "heavenly evil" he transferred by "stealing the sky for the sun" not only did not hit Wanqing, but was like a whetstone Make it possible to use it to continuously improve itself.

And just now his coercion that few people can resist was actually blocked by Wan Qinglai with his sword intent.

This person, just like him before the Shen family was destroyed, was proud and extremely talented. For a moment, Shen Wumo seemed to see a shadow of himself in this person. Let the people down.

But why is this person, it's just that he is favored by heaven!

Shen Wumo suddenly laughed out loud, and his figure disappeared suddenly.

Wan Qinglai only felt that he was being hit hard by a huge mountain, and his whole body was "touched" and flew out. At this time, the voice of the visitor reached his ears without haste.

"I am, Shen Wumo."

Shen Wumo?

Shen Wumo!

Wan Qinglai wanted to lie to himself because he thought too much, even though he had heard that the person was looking for a person named "Wan Qinglai", he thought it was just a guy with the same name and surname as him, after all, how could that person Going out to deal with an insignificant person in person.

But how many people in the world dare to call themselves Shen Wumo?

Wan Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, "Oh, it's actually the Supreme Demon Realm, can Wan know the reason why the dignified Demon Lord came to meet me, an unknown pawn in person?"

"Nobody? You are too humble. No. 1 Wanqing of your generation. Both the demon world and the demon world are very curious about you. It's a pity that you are always noble and troublesome. We can't find you no matter how hard we look."

Wan Qinglai used his sword to hit Shen Wumo's random palm. The hand was well-articulated, fair and slender, and the movement seemed to be very light and slow, but it seemed to be making countless movements in a continuous movement. The superimposed shadows are like disillusionment, mysterious and beautiful, Wan Qinglai would definitely applaud if he was a bystander, but unfortunately, now that he sees these hands slapping him, he can't dodge the slightest bit, the terrifying pressure made him tremble all over.

That hand brushed his sword lightly like a sympathizer's caress, and Wan Qinglai seemed to hear a mournful cry from the natal spirit sword that was closely connected with him in a trance.

With a soft sound, the long sword disintegrated, turning into dots of faint blue stars and disappearing into the void.

Shen Wumo restrained him from the air, dragged him to him, and said with a light smile, "You are easy for me to find, son of luck."

Before Wan Qing could suppress the pain all over his body, Shen Wumo pulled him in front of him in a flash. He felt Shen Wumo's hand caressing his cheek trembling slightly.Shen Wumo's appearance was reflected in his slightly blurred vision. Although he knew that the Demon Realm Supreme was very young, Wan Qinglai really didn't expect that he was so young that he was so young that he was almost as young as himself. With an oppressive aura and those cold and cruel eyes, Shen Wumo is very handsome, not like that bloody person at all.

Panting, Wan Qinglai said with difficulty: "No. 1 in the same generation is really flattering, who in the world can match the talent of the Demon Lord?"

However, the son of luck?When he was a child, he was indeed praised by his elders for his good luck, but is it worth it for a world supreme to do it himself?

Shen Wumo stared at Wan Qinglai's somewhat bewildered face, and hid his smile.In terms of talent alone, in fact, Shen Wumo and Wan Qinglai are brothers. Without the "law of rebellion" by the owner of the Tianjian Pavilion, he would definitely not be able to reach where he is now. What the Lord gave has long since transcended this world.

If there is a chance, he actually wants to know, if he and Wan Qinglai are on the same starting line, which of them is stronger and weaker.

However, no if.

He wants to use the source of "God-given" to make up for the incompleteness, and he even wants the life of the "son of luck".

"Pfft" sound.

Wan Qinglai opened his eyes wide.

Shen Wumo's hand stroking Wan Qinglai's face slid down and clasped Wan Qinglai's waist, making him and him stick together like the closest person, he leaned into Wan Qinglai's ear and whispered: " Come Wan Qing, if you want to blame, blame Heaven for making you a 'child of luck'."

Shen Wumo's hand piercing Wan Qinglai's chest was bent into a claw, and clouds of extremely black mist poured out from his palm in an endless stream, wrapping around Wan Qinglai's body densely like silk threads, rushing greedily into Wan Qinglai's forehead place.A little purple dragon locked by a black chain uttered an angry and helpless dragon cry, and gradually turned into a golden and colorful bead, which was dragged by a thin black thread from Wan Qinglai's bright platform, In an instant, there was a rumbling sound between the sky and the earth, the clouds were torn apart, and there seemed to be a fairy palace on the top, and the thunder gathered, and the power was shocking.

Shen Wumo sneered: "Heaven, are you angry because of the death of the person you protect?"

Dazzling sky thunder slammed down, and the thick thunder turned into a lifelike ancient beast. The dark blue turned purple, and the purple was red, and it roared down at this disrespectful person with the power of extinction. The power, actually turned the creatures in a radius of thousands of miles into fly ash in an instant.

"Oh, the way of heaven is ruthless, and it really is like this." Shen Wumo unreservedly released all the energy in his body, and the black spiritual roots were indeterminate, and they completely isolated the thunder of destruction. Holding Wan Qing in his arms, he sneered and said, "Such a good spiritual root like the Son of Luck cannot be wasted."

The thin black thread was entangled like thorns, but Wan Qinglai suddenly shot a white light from the Qiankun bag beside him, shaking the black thread and Shen Wumo apart.

"what!"

The white light split into two, one of which wrapped Wan Qinglai's body, and the other rushed towards Shen Wumo with lightning speed.Shen Wumo's body froze, and he felt that his spiritual roots and his source of luck mixed with "heaven's evil" and "heaven's gift" were all tightly wrapped by white light, and they were pulled out of his body together.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"

Shen Wumo let go of Wan Qing, and his whole body fell limply on the ground. Regardless of the pain of tearing his soul, he unwillingly raised his head.

The explosive power of his spiritual roots in mid-air carried Wan Qinglai and his source of luck, and the two blended in perfect harmony, and they merged together without any rejection, as if they were originally one.

The thunder receded, and the image came out. After the powerful light dissipated, a small golden ball seemed to be made of liquid. The small ball was surrounded by white light and slowly fell from the sky to the palm of one's hand.

Shen Wumo was delirious, but he still recognized the man and the young puppet standing beside him holding Wan Qinglai's body.

"Is this the reward... I made a mistake..." Shen Wumo's chaotic eyes dimly reflected Wan Qinglai's pale face in the young man's arms, and he smiled softly, "No... from a From the beginning, I was... Uncle Master..."

Zhou put away the small ball, and lazily said: "Don't be so decadent, your uncle gave you another chance, and the outcome is uncertain, and Wanqing is so wronged, he won't do it, right?" ?"

"No..." Shen Wumo murmured, his pupils gradually dilated.

Zhou looked at Shen Wumo's body, hooked his fingers, and a spirit body invisible to ordinary people broke away from that body and was contained in his palm.

"It's quite a harvest." Zhou glanced at the drops of liquid he had obtained, and said with a smile, "Not every world can produce such good things. This world consciousness that has begun to decline has really cost a lot of money."

A Wuling bird fluttered over.

It's strange to say that this place has been blasted into dust by the thunder for thousands of miles, and there is absolutely no living thing that can survive, but this black spirit bird not only flew over, but also just stopped in front of the day, but this black spirit bird There is no trace of spirituality in his eyes, full of coldness and indifference, as well as absolute ruthlessness and absolute rationality.

"Oh." Facing Wu Lingniao, Zhou smiled with a kind of Hexi that Wan Qing had never seen before, "The price of Tianjian Pavilion is fair, the exchange is fair, and children are not deceived, thank you for your 'Luck of Life' '." After finishing speaking, a seed appeared in Zhou's hand, "This is the seed of the high-level trade plane 'Da Chun', which is enough for you to breed a complete fairy world. Welcome to come next time."

The Wuling bird flew over with flapping wings, devoured the seeds in Tian's hands in one gulp, and turned them into dust in an instant.At the same time, everything in the sky and the earth, including the falling dust, stopped for a moment, except for the sunset and moon in the sky, and then the sun rose and the moon set, the clouds scattered and gathered, gathered and scattered again, and everything destroyed around them reversed and recovered and then began to infinity Backflow reversal.

Zhou glanced at Wan Qing in Kan's arms, and showed a malicious smile, "Let's go, this world consciousness is about to start a drastic reset, and we also have to complete Elder Shen's little request and a little finishing work .”

The author has something to say: the characters on the back of the jade pendant are actually the words that he said later

【The price of Tianjian Pavilion is fair, the exchange is fair, and children are not deceived. Welcome to visit】

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