Tang Xuanming dozed off when he heard the long gift list, he propped up his eyelids with one finger, and just looked at the major martial arts sects, and the leading figures on the rivers and lakes walked in front of him, even if he had completed this grand succession ceremony.

If he hadn't felt that the dragon veins in his chest had been sending him pure dragon qi, he would have stopped doing it a long time ago.

It's boring and irritating on the throne, and God knows why a lot of big names like it.

But this set of rituals has been very effective, and the dragon veins in the chest have been emitting pure and strong dragon qi, and they are getting wider and wider.

This shows that his martial arts people in the world agree with him, and the dragon vein seems to have a higher and higher sense of identity with him.

The dragon qi he absorbed became more and more majestic, and he even vaguely felt like he was one with heaven and earth.

Between his breaths, he could feel the essence of heaven and earth frantically pouring into his body.

Even vaguely can feel the luck of different people who come here, the books of feng shui classics, he has been studying, the feng shui classics of the Great Song Dynasty, the feng shui classics of the pre-Qin dynasty and the feng shui classics collected by Xiongba on the first floor of the world, but he has not succeeded in learning.

There is always something missing, maybe feng shui is also like martial arts cultivation, a true word, a fake transmission of thousands of books.

It is difficult to truly comprehend the Feng Shui classics left by the predecessors, and if there is no one to guide the way, everything is empty.

It wasn't until the dragon veins of this heaven and earth seemed to really recognize him that he could vaguely feel the luck of the heavens and the earth rushing straight to the bullfight.

Faintly, a shattering sound seemed to sound clearly in his ears, and the dragon vein in his chest that had condensed into substance became as smooth as jade, and then disintegrated and dissipated with the wind.

The void in front of him seemed to become transparent, layered on top of each other, and the earth, mountains and rivers could hardly block his vision.

In a trance, his mind continued to rise, as if he had flown above the nine heavens.

The luck of the entire Central Plains was displayed in front of him.

Countless pillars of qi luck appeared in front of his eyes, showing seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, and in his eyes, countless rainbows seemed to appear.

Tang Xuanming looked at this world with interest, Tang Xueming looked at this world with interest, and found that there should be eight colors, and one is white luck, which is the most vast and ordinary luck in heaven and earth.

On the land of the Central Plains, this kind of luck is the most common, but it is everywhere, forming one blank after another.

So much so that at first he actually ignored this.

He moved his gaze to the location of the ten major sects in the rivers and lakes, and the ten major sects have been established in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years.

I think it should be long and strong.

The results he saw were not what he expected, most of the ten major sects were yellow luck, stretching for dozens of zhang.

Looking down from above, it looks more conspicuous.

And Shaolin Wudang, a sect with a longer heritage, is all green luck, and the pillar of luck is close to 100 zhang.

And when Tang Xuanming moved his gaze to Dongying, his brows furrowed slightly, Dongying's luck was actually cyan.

But the pillar of luck was extremely unstable, most of it had turned green, and it was still fading, and the top one even turned yellow.

The pillar of luck is not high, only tens of zhang.

"Is it because of me?"

Dongying's initial luck was obviously cyan, and it was very high, a cut above the top ten sects in the rivers and lakes.

But now it is withering, and that kind of luck is still dissipating, and it is very likely that it will continue to fall to the yellow level of luck, or even lower.

The highest cyan luck in the first days was undoubtedly when the Godsless Absolute Palace and Emperor Toei stood side by side.

At that time, Dongying was at the pinnacle, and with the absolute godless force and the ambition of Emperor Dongying, it was indeed a cut above the ten major sects of the rivers and lakes that had withered in talents.

Tang Xuanming looked down at the luck of the Tianxia Society, and the light pillar of the Tianxia Society's luck was also fluctuating violently, alternating between green and cyan.

"Is it because I just repelled the Tyrant and my position is unstable?"

Tang Xuanming was even more keenly aware that with the top martial arts people on the rivers and lakes congratulating one after another, the pillar of luck quickly stabilized, hundreds of zhang, and the whole was thinking about the cyan transformation.

At the bottom, there is even a hint of dark blue.

"That's probably the reason for my strength. ”

Tang Xuanming confirmed this, in this era of respect for the rivers and lakes, the value of personal force can affect the general trend of the entire world.

Compared with Xiongba, his strength is obviously one step closer, and he can make the luck of the Tianxia Association go further.

Tang Xuanming looked at the whole world with this unique vision with great interest, and when he inadvertently adjusted his vision to the Zhonghua Pavilion, his pupils shrank.

"Complete Blue Luck !!"

In the direction of the Zhonghua Pavilion, a thousand-zhang tall blue qi luck light pillar towered on the ground, and that blue qi luck light pillar was completely different from other people's, it was the shape of a sword.

This special form made Tang Xuanming pause.

"Is that where Nameless is located? Nameless in a full state of blood is so terrible?"

The field of vision was all condensed in the direction of the Zhonghua Pavilion, and Tang Xuanming even found that the bottom of the thousand-foot pillar of qi luck had been dyed with a trace of purple.

This is the most special color he has seen in this heaven and earth, often only the emperors in the palace will bring such a trace of purple, but their qi luck pillars are usually only tens of zhang, and some are even only a few zhang, which is not a top figure at all.

It's not even as good as the top ten schools that have been circulating in the rivers and lakes for many years.

In a world where force is supreme, the imperial power has been weakened to the extreme, and it cannot affect the general trend of the world at all.

"Huh?"

When Tang Xuanming inadvertently saw that there were two blue qi lucks hundreds of zhang high among the people who would congratulate him in the world, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then his condescending gaze fell all at once, and the lofty gaze suddenly returned to his flesh.

But he couldn't forget the last scene he saw.

Those two blue qi lucks hundreds of zhang high were entangled with each other, constantly occurring, and collided fiercely.

Sometimes two pillars of light vibrated violently at the same time, and were dissipated by this terrible impact.

Sometimes they suddenly fused together, forming a purple qi that was thousands of feet high.

They are two of the strangest cars he has seen in the world.

This is the first time he has seen the luck of mutual restraint and mutual harm, even if they complement each other.

"Is this Fengyun?"

His gaze looked at the two figures hidden among the Daohe personnel, one had a handsome face and a temperament like the wind, and the other had a cold face, like ten thousand years of ice.