"Ten thousand wisps!"

"It's another ten thousand wisps, who is it?"

"It is the great righteousness of the world for the white-clothed monarch to suppress taboos and light up thousands of miles in the world, and he is qualified to obtain the first heavenly luck, and no one in the world is dissatisfied. But who is the one who took the second way, and what qualifications does he have to compete with the white-clothed king?"

"If the merit is not the white-clothed king, virtue is not as good as great benevolence and righteousness, we will not accept it!"

The world was shocked again.

The first heavenly fortune was taken away by the white-clothed gentleman, and they couldn't refute it, and they didn't disagree. In the turbulent moment of the world, there is indeed no one whose demeanor can be better than that of the white-clothed king.

Canonization can't!

Therefore, there are many people in the world who are not convinced.

This is to make the person who took away a piece of heavenly luck stand shoulder to shoulder with the white-clothed king.

If it is canonized, they will admit it, although the white-clothed monarch is not as good as the white-clothed monarch. But canonization is vanity......

Barely eligible.

"Who took the second heavenly fortune?"

At this time, the world was shouting, looking unconvinced.

How can they be willing to be reconciled by two people who think they are no worse than anyone else, so why can't they get a ray of heavenly luck?

At the foot of the burial hill.

The students of the academy and the literati of Bocheng were a little stunned when they saw a wisp of heavenly fortune falling down the mountain.

"It won't be the white-clothed gentleman again, right?"

"Who else could it be besides the white-clothed gentleman?"

"However, the white-clothed monarch has already taken away a piece of heavenly luck, which is ten thousand wisps. But the people of the world have not gotten a wisp, so that the white-clothed monarch has two heavenly fortunes, and this heavenly fortune is inevitably a little unfair......"

At this time, even the students of the academy were a little envious and jealous, and their hearts were a little sour. When they swept up the burial mountain, they saw the white-clothed king, and the fortune of heaven continued to fall.

The first and second heavenly fortunes all fell on the white-clothed gentleman, which made Wumo and Donglou Hao a little uncomfortable.

This fortune is too partial to the white-clothed king.

When the white-clothed gentleman put away a piece of heavenly fortune, he nodded to Wu Mo, Donglou Hui and the others, and the figure disappeared in an instant.

"Could it be that the white-clothed monarch is the son of Tianyun?"

At this time, a literati couldn't help but grunt, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him with dissatisfaction, he shrunk his neck and said, "Isn't it? Otherwise, the first and second heavenly fortunes will all fall on the white-clothed monarch? This is 20,000 wisps." In this world, apart from the white-clothed gentleman, who else has ever gotten a wisp?"

"The white-clothed monarch is the righteousness of the world, and it is understandable to take two heavenly fortunes alone. ”

There is a way for the students of the academy.

"With the righteousness of the white-clothed monarch, isn't it worth two heavenly fortunes? In my opinion, the righteousness of the white-clothed monarch is far more than two heavenly fortunes, and there will be more ......."

Helian Shan said with a smile.

Although he also had envy in his heart, he felt that it was a matter of course for the two heavenly fortunes to fall on the white-clothed monarch, and it was even more deserved.

If you use the righteousness of the white-clothed king, you can't get two heavenly lucks, but it is a big joke.

And at this time.

Wumo and Donglou Hui, An Xiu and others, but their eyesight fell on the burial mountain.

The first time Bai Yijun appeared in the Burial Mountain, it may be a coincidence, but the second time, if it is a coincidence, it doesn't make sense.

This time to come.

As long as you are not a fool, you can see the extraordinary burial mountain. Moreover, at this time, the wind and snow still did not stop, and the burial mountain was white for thousands of miles......

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, and then couldn't help but look at each other.

They really wanted to dig up the burial mountain to see what was hidden under the burial mountain, and whether it was the same as they had guessed before, that there was a ghost emperor buried under the burial mountain......

If the ghost emperor is really buried......

If they dig it up rashly, they will not only seek death, but also endanger the world.

Two or three months ago, the Ghost Emperor had only come down for a breath or two, and he had turned the entire world into a terrifying hell. If it weren't for the suppression of Godless, the consequences would be unimaginable. Moreover, the godless ones buried the ghost emperor here, and they dug it up......

Is this looking for death?

At this time, none of the three of them made a sound, but returned to the Void Holy Mansion to communicate behind the shield of heaven and earth.

......

Buried inside the palace.

The white-clothed gentleman crossed a piece of heavenly luck into the bronze coffin, and bowed down slightly: "Brother Feng, don't forget to open the door." ”

"You are me, you are worshipping me, you are worshipping myself. ”

In the bronze coffin, Feng Qingyan suddenly woke up, but when he finished saying a word and wanted to say something more, he fell asleep again.

"Although I belong to the Feng brother, I am not the Feng brother. ”

The white-clothed gentleman smiled coldly and reminded, "Don't forget to open the door." ”

But at this time, Feng Qingyan had already fallen asleep.

Seeing that Brother Feng didn't respond, Bai Yijun's face was slightly stunned, I finally borrowed a piece of heavenly luck, Brother Feng, you just say a word of nonsense?

Has the gate of the City God's Mansion been opened?

Bai Yijun couldn't help but frown.

After a while, he walked out of the funeral palace and looked at the heavenly fortune hanging on the sky, do you want to borrow another one? However, the first time he borrowed the heavenly fortune, he was sure, and now he borrowed it again, there is not much certainty.

He was silent for a while, and then said, "I am white, and I will borrow another piece of heavenly luck." ”

The third heavenly fortune fell.

At this time, the literati buried under the mountain couldn't help but run up again.

One person takes three heavenly fortunes alone, which is really shocking in people's hearts, and they can't help but envy and hatred again.

"Dare to ask the white-clothed gentleman, how did you get this heavenly luck?"

At this time, some literati said with burning eyes, Bai Yijun has obtained three heavenly fortunes in a row, and he must have a way or experience to obtain heavenly luck.

Everyone was a little curious when they heard this.

"The first way fell by itself, and the second and third ways were borrowed by me. After the white-clothed monarch took the third heavenly path, he said, and the figure disappeared again.

"The first self-falling can be explained. ”

"But what does the second and third way mean that I borrowed it?"

At this time, everyone was dumbfounded, could it be that Tianyun could still borrow it?

That's ridiculous, isn't it?

Helian Mountain, Yan Shan and others were also dumbfounded when they heard this.

"This shouldn't be possible, right?" Mu Yu was stunned, looked up at the heavenly fortune on the sky, and said: "How can this heavenly fortune be borrowed?

"This fortune may really be borrowed, but it's not you and me. ”

Helian Shan smiled bitterly, and was indeed shocked by the words of the white-clothed monarch.

"In this world, I am afraid that only the white-clothed gentleman can borrow two heavenly fortunes with such a demeanor. Yan Shan couldn't help but sigh.

"It can't be!"

"This may be a joke from the white-clothed gentleman......

Buried on the mountain, few people believe.

Although I didn't believe it, some people couldn't help but try, and the result was naturally impossible to borrow heavenly luck.

In the burial palace.

The white-clothed monarch crossed into a heavenly fortune again, and bowed down and said, "Brother Feng, the door is open?"

"It's on. ”

A faint voice came from the bronze coffin, Feng Qingyan came to his senses again and again, and said, "Fused with the golden body of the city god, you will be the city god of Qingshan in the future." ”

Bai Yijun nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said, "How can I help Brother Feng get out of trouble?"

But at this time, Feng Qingyan fell asleep again.

The white-clothed monarch stood silent for a while, then walked out of the burial palace and rushed towards the Qingshan Realm.

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