"Ancient Land Luck ......"

Qian Jue had heard in Kunlun that the town of the sacrificial platform in the demon refining cave was an ancient place, and it was the birthplace of the six sects in Xiling. Later, there were changes, and six sects moved out one after another.

Now Qian Jue understands that this so-called ancient land is actually a killing ground that has been completely closed. Thousands of years ago, although the killing ground was crippled to the extreme, there was still a small piece of complete spiritual energy rich land, so that the few immortal gates that happened to take root here gradually flourished, and they were the six immortal gates in the later land.

It's a pity that this world is really crippled, and it can no longer coexist with the real world, gradually withering and returning to nothingness, but at the same time, it also opens up its original world, which makes people see a crippled existence that shocks the world: the killing ground.

The killing place was exposed, and an immortal Dao master like Kunlun naturally entered the exploration, and was surprised to find some traces of "demon", which aroused the vigilance of many immortal Dao masters, and hurriedly jointly deduced the evil luck, and finally came to a conclusion that a big demon would come out of it.

As a result, several immortal masters recalled the six immortal gates, after all, the origin of these six immortal gates is the killing ground itself, and their inheritance has been deeply branded with the imprint of that mutilated world, if these imprints are refined and used to seal the entrance to this place, it will definitely work.

Therefore, there are six road maps around the sacrificial platform that play the role of sealing the town.

Thousands of despairs looked at the six Dao diagrams, and their hearts were somewhat enlightened. After a thousand years, the imprint of the ancient world contained in the six Dao maps has slowly faded, and its effect has weakened. It's no wonder that when there was a rebellion in the Demon Refining Cave before, Kunlun always found trouble with the six immortal gates, and it turned out that he wanted to continue to refine some ancient land imprints from their inheritance.

"Actually, the reason why the six immortal sects moved out of that ancient land was not entirely because they thought that the ancient land was about to collapse. On the contrary, to a large extent, it was because the six immortal sects insisted on moving out of there that they released the demonic thoughts inside, and then opened up the unknown killing ground, accelerating the destruction of the ancient land. ”

Ke Jingling explained.

"No wonder that old guy in Kunlun always bites Xiling, and there is really another reason." Qian Jue suddenly spoke, "Then the sudden release of the luck of this place is not related to the fall of the Lei Sect?" ”

Ke Jingling couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard Qianjue call the old guy in Kunlun, it seems that this young man's impression of Kunlun is not very good. But she still nodded, "Naturally." The Lei Sect was destroyed, and the six marks were withdrawn. A mark is enough to seal the luck of the ancient land. ”

"Then why is the luck not applied to the other five immortal sects in Xiling, but in the Sword Sect?" Qianjue said curiously.

"The Sword Sect suppressed the ancient land for thousands of years, naturally including its luck. For thousands of years, the Six Dao Seals no longer belonged to the Six Immortal Sects, but to the Sword Sect. Ke Jingling didn't hide it.

At this time, the Desolate King suddenly opened his mouth and reminded Ke Jingling: "This is the luck of the origin of the Immortal Gate, and it is definitely good to be contaminated. ”

Ke Jingling understood, and asked Mu Jianyun to summon the disciples of the Sword Sect to bathe in this glow.

This kind of luck carries the aura of heaven and earth in a crippled world, which is unimaginably huge, otherwise how could the six immortal sects rise in such a short period of time?

Therefore, when the Desolate King knew that this vision belonged to the luck of the ancient land, he felt that the Sword Sect was about to rise. If there are no accidents, in the next few decades, the Sword Sect will produce a large number of talents, and some peerless powerhouses will come out.

Next, all the Sword Sect came, bathed in it, and they all felt an inexplicable power operating in their bodies, but they sensed it carefully but there was nothing.

The glow of the sun, the color of the thousands, many rainbows across the sky, the void weaving like a dream.

Everyone is feeling this subtle power, including Ke Jingling, Desolate King, Mu Jianyun, Huo Tianchen, etc.

There is only one person. He was no longer bathing in that kind of luck, but swallowing the cow.

When Qian Jue had just stepped into the sacrificial ground, a massive amount of vitality came overwhelmingly, forming a whirlpool above his head and pouring it violently.

"Why is this happening?" Chijue was startled at first, but then became pleasantly surprised. It seems that this kind of chance has something to do with his own intrusion into the killing ground to kill the demon.

He immediately felt refreshed, except for his body, his divine soul power had been baptized. This is an indescribable power, moistening the limbs and hundreds of remains, wandering in the eight veins of the Strange Sutra, but it does not make the cultivation increase in the slightest.

Originally, Qian Jue was still thinking about whether he could take this opportunity to break through to the Divine Treasure Realm, but at this moment, he suddenly understood that this was impossible.

"It's just a kind of luck, and it's not about cultivation that affects you, it's about your life." The Wild King looked at Qian Jue with some jealousy.

From ancient times to the present, for thousands of years, how many can there be that luck is almost substantial? The disciples of the Sword Sect were able to bathe in this kind of glow, which was already a great creation. But it's so lucky!

Ke Jingling also looked at Qianjue with some envy, but at the same time, he thought deeply.

She's thinking about a thousand unique causes and effects.

His intrusion into the killing ground is cause and effect, killing and meditation is cause and effect, and now he is also cause and effect when he gets luck. Although she didn't know where this cause and effect came from and how it would end up, she still felt it clearly.

"Fate?" Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

His life has never been good.

He grew up in a desolate battlefield full of killing and death, and after more than ten years of solitude, he finally met a beloved, but he died because of himself. Even though he worked hard to find a way to change his life, he found out that it was just a hoax.

Later, when he came to this continent, what happened was not very good, he was either hunted down or on the run.

What about luck now? This is the luck of a mutilated ancient land, and if it is applied to oneself, what will it change?

The glow infiltrated the Sword Sect, covering an area of more than ten miles in radius, and the area around the Demon Refining Cave was the richest, lasting for three days. And Qianjue also sat cross-legged beside the sacrificial platform for three days.

Three days later, the glow slowly dissipated. But at this time, the news had already spread throughout Xiling and Dongxuan.

"It seems that the Sword Sect is about to rise. For my sect, I don't know if it's good or bad. ”

"Qianjue is actually lucky? What a great opportunity! ”

"This is the only time since the last recorded occurrence of luck thousands of years ago. That time, the man set off a storm, what will happen this time? ”

"Hehe, want to rise? With the permission of the king? "Endless Void, a king with a broken finger looked at the Sword Sect with a gloomy gaze, and his voice was extremely low.

And not too far away from the Sword Sect, a tall man stood and looked in the direction of the Sword Sect, just in time to see the scene where the luck of the ancient land finally disappeared.

"Good boy."

A slight smile suddenly appeared on his face that had been frozen for many years, and he said a three-word evaluation.