What was luck? Why was it that in the Wilderness, regardless of whether it was the sects or the tribes, they all wanted luck?
Luck was the foundation of everything. Without luck, the sect would fall apart. Without luck, the sect would not be able to develop, and the cultivators in the sect would not be able to grow!
Without luck, even sects and races would be destroyed!
Those with shallow luck would be stabbed in the back. They would have bad luck for thousands of years or hundreds of years. They would not be able to defeat the enemies they encountered and would miss the opportunities they encountered. In short, they were very miserable!
Why were the legendary hot shots born to be protagonists? This was because they went out to pick up opportunities. When they met with misfortune, they had a benefactor. Their goddess was in love with them, and their subordinates and friends would help them!
Therefore, everyone wanted luck. Everyone wanted more luck for their own family!
How could he increase his own luck? Of course, the clan produced talents, and the sect produced great cultivators. It was either to increase the number of clan members or the number of disciples in the sect. Everyone had luck, and once there were more people, the luck would combine to form the luck of the sect!
The expansion of a sect's influence could also increase one's luck. In short, many things could increase one's luck. For example, the current Jie School was like the sun at its zenith. It had a shocking amount of luck, and the Chan School was not bad either. Regardless of the character of the Chan School, at least most of them were elites. The Religion of Humanity was affiliated with the Human Race and shared the fate of the Human Race. How many people were there in the Human Race? Just dividing it into two levels was enough for the Human Sect to last for thousands of generations!
The worst? Among the saint sects, the Western Sect was the most miserable!
The West was a vast land with few people and few talents, let alone treasures. As a result, the Western Sect was not famous and had very few disciples. Naturally, their luck was low!
Not to mention Jie School, they could not even compare to Chan School!
Of course, with luck, he still needed a treasure to suppress it. After all, luck would disappear. If he could not suppress luck, no matter how many talents he had, no matter how great his influence was, it would be fleeting!
This was also commonly known as the sect's treasure!
The supreme treasures of the Humanity Sect were naturally Laozi's Primordial Supreme Treasure, Taiji Diagram, Pangu Banner, Qingping Sword, and Zhunti Jieyin. Of course, they had more than one supreme treasure, such as the twelfth-grade White Lotus, twelfth-grade Golden Lotus, Tree of Seven Treasures, Eight-Treasure Merit Pool, and so on...
In short, the two of them used everything that could be used to stabilize their luck. They were afraid that the already small temple would fall apart!
At first glance, the Western Religious Sect seemed to be in a sorry state, but in fact, the one in the most sorry state was Tongtian!
There were many supreme treasures, but there were not many that could be used to suppress fate. The Four Immortal-killing Swords were sharp weapons that could not suppress fate at all, let alone other treasures. He had no choice but to use the Qingping Sword. The Qingping Sword was a primordial spiritual treasure related to his own body. Whether it was strong or not, it represented the power of Tongtian!
Of course, it could be used as the treasure of a sect. It was a pity that it could only be used to suppress small sects, but it would require a Primordial Supreme Treasure to suppress a large sect. Not to mention that the Tribe of Severity had become so big that its disciples were all over the world. The Qingping Sword was naturally not enough, which also laid the foreshadowing for the collapse of the Tribe of Severity in the future!
As for the Western Sect? Zhunti and Jieyin were extremely cautious. Although the quality of the magic weapons had not improved, the quantity had increased!
Everything had a cause and effect, as if it was predestined…
At this moment, Zhunti Jieyin was moving stealthily along the abyss leading to the netherworld, as if he was going to find the disciples of the netherworld...
What was there in hell that was worthy of the Western Church? In essence, there was none. Other than ghosts, there were only the remnants of the Witch Tribe in the Nether World. Oh, they could not be called remnants. Now, they should be called the true gods of the Nether World. They were protected by the fate of the Heavenly Dao. Although they were in a sorry state, they survived!
Zhunti and Jieyin had just appeared in the netherworld when they were discovered by someone!
On the Bridge of Helplessness, the eyes of the old woman who was delivering Granny Meng's soup to the ghosts flashed with golden light. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the natural chasm and felt the two auras that had suddenly appeared. She frowned slightly!
She thought that the Untainted Land had been destroyed when she saw the sudden violent fluctuation of Dharma power. She waited and waited, but there were no large numbers of ghosts entering the Nether World. She immediately understood that there might be a battle between great cultivators. Judging from the power, it was at least the battle strength of a Sage...
However, after thinking about it, she did not bother about it. She had some skills in the Netherworld Realm. Who would listen to her outside the Netherworld Realm? Don't look at how those cultivators kept saying that Goddess Pingxin was blessed, Goddess Pingxin was blessed, Goddess Pingxin's sacred heart…
But if it was true, then he would be a fool!
"Sister, who is it?" A certain someone seemed to have noticed something strange. A middle-aged man wearing a Yin Son of Heaven's imperial robe and a crown on his head suddenly appeared beside Meng Po, who was handing bowl after bowl of soup to the ghost Meng Po. He looked at Meng Po and asked in a low voice!
" It's…the two people from the west…"
Meng Po spoke softly, but there was no expression on her face. However, her eyes were filled with endless coldness…
Back then, the Six Sages had plotted against her, forcing her to remain as a so-called calm and peaceful lady in the Netherworld Realm. Even though she was unwilling to fight with others and was calm and benevolent, she had accumulated countless grievances against these Sages!
"Yes, those two shameless people from the West?”
The middle-aged man wearing the crown and Son of Heaven Yin's imperial robe glared at him. Anger rose in his heart. He looked at the Ten Kings of Hell in the distance and shouted angrily,""Get out of the formation and kill the enemy!"
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