Gazing at the system in his mind, he found that in addition to killing the beast god with his own hands and obtaining a luck book, there were also three more luck books.

First take out the book condensed by the beast god, "Ding, the red level luck book." ”

"Exercises: All things are perfect, do you want to learn?"

Zhao Xianzong looked at this introduction, and knew that it should be the attack method of the origin of the beast god, but the evil qi attack was powerful, but he could only inherit the ability of thirty percent of it, and the increase in himself was limited.

Let's let it go first, if you can plunder more luck later, then learn. Otherwise, you can only convert Qi into luck, and now the luck required to cross the next plane is still seventy percent short!

Next, Zhao Xianzong swept through the remaining three luck books.

"Exercises: Burning incense and jade books, do you want to learn?"

"Exercises: If the Great Brahma is a great achievement, do you want to study it?"

"Exercises: Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao Xiaocheng, do you want to learn?"

Slightly disappointed, Zhao Xianzong chose all of them no, the beast god was fierce, and the righteous sects didn't know how many people died, but they only got a few copies.

And he has already learned these from Zhang Xiaofan, and he has already achieved great success through his own cultivation over the years.

It's just that Zhao Xianzong is a little puzzled that he has not seen an orange luck book in several planes, and the best one is Zhang Xiaofan's one with a slight orange, but the essence is still red.

Obviously, the color of the luck book is not divided according to cultivation. Otherwise, the dignified beast god will cultivate at least to the Jindan realm. The color of the luck book is not even as good as Zhang Wuji in the martial arts plane!

Originally, I thought that it was divided according to his achievements in the future, but now it seems that it is not! No matter how high Zhang Xiaofan's achievements are in the future, he has not surpassed the heyday of the beast god! In the heyday of the beast god, he was an immortal and immortal existence!

Pondering and meditating to no avail, maybe it has something to do with the plane?

It seems that we can only speculate slowly in the future, and now it is imperative to complete the plan of this plane first.

According to the proportion of luck books transformed into luck, these four books are all transformed, and it is estimated that they are not enough to start the next advent.

Zhao Xianzong estimated that he would have to kill at least three characters like Zhang Xiaofan in order to have enough luck.

So the Ghost King, Baguio, Lu Xueqi, Dao Xuan, and the grandson of the Zhou family, as long as they kill three of them by themselves, it is enough, but if it is just like this, wouldn't it be a waste of resources?

How do you catch them all?

In this way, not only can you gather enough luck energy for yourself, but you can also get a lot of cultivation.

Zhao Xianzong sat cross-legged on the barren mountain, quietly combing through the chess pieces he had fallen over the years, and quickly thinking about how to maximize profits in his mind.

A few hours later, Zhao Xianzong smiled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand to erase the traces on the ground, and got up and walked towards Caomiao Village.

In the dark night, a figure walked alone in the wilderness.

Millions of demon beasts have been ravaging the world for several years, and the whole world has already been full of corpses, ten rooms and nine empty.

Although the demon beast was defeated fiasco today, and it was almost tortured and killed, the news had not yet spread, and no one dared to appear in the wilderness, not even the cultivators.

Zhao Xianzong didn't have an imperial sword, nor did he use mana to protect himself, so he walked slowly forward with his legs open step by step.

In this vast expanse of land, from time to time, you can see countless phosphorus fires swaying in the wind in the distance.

The bleak night breeze seemed to carry endless wails, and Zhao Xianzong couldn't help but wonder if he had made a mistake along the way?

Every plane is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and every plane is a conspiracy and calculation. Is it really wrong to cause so many people to die tragically just for their own immortality?

Unconsciously remembered the white figure again, and asked himself with a desperate face, "Zhao Xianzong, do you have a heart?"

What is he asking for? Is it really meaningful to live forever like this? For the first time, Zhao Xianzong had doubts about what he wanted!

Unconsciously stopped moving forward, Zhao Xianzong's eyes closed slightly, not knowing whether he was feeling the true thoughts of his heart, or experiencing the loneliness of this world that no one understood.

After a long time, the wind gradually stopped.

At some point, the sky began to flutter and rain lightly.

Zhao Xianzong suddenly opened his eyes, what kind of eyes were they? No sorrow, no joy, no thoughts? At this moment, Zhao Xianzong's heart was clear, and there was no more vacillation and confusion a moment ago!

The thoughtlessness in his eyes slowly subsided, and what was left was a piece of clarity and firmness!

Zhao Xianzong did not become an immortal, nor did he suddenly become possessed by a god, let alone explore the avenue.

It's just that the heart of seeking immortality is becoming more and more determined, Zhao Xianzong has figured it out, with his current mundane body, how can he investigate the rights and wrongs of all this?

People often say, "A drop of water in the Buddha is a hundred and eight thousand insects", "summer insects cannot speak of ice, and well frogs cannot speak of the sea".

Why is this so? It's just that the horizons are different, and they are still in the realm of ordinary people, and they want to find out what is right and wrong, which is really a fool's dream!

When you can truly attain immortality, let's argue right and wrong! If you want to be in a high place, you must first be able to stand in a high place, and it is ridiculous to talk about all kinds of things in a high place when you are still in a low place!

"Haha" The sound of laughter wafted in the four fields, and it sounded so weird.

In a happy mood, Zhao Xianzong no longer walked, Qingming came out of the sheath, and the imperial weapon rose.

It's just that Zhao Xianzong didn't notice it, and just when he broke through his state of mind, an invisible shadow on his head slowly dispersed and disappeared silently in the four fields.

This is one of the calamities in the hearts of the cultivators, who are a group of people who go against the sky, which is contrary to the principles of heaven and goes against the sky.

The so-called calamity of cultivation has many patterns, and the most common is the dispute between the treasures of heaven and earth, the dispute between sects, and the dispute over exercises. Every time a monk is involved, there is a possibility of death.

In addition to that, there is the calamity of the mind that comes without warning, and this calamity is unavoidable, even if you are a peerless power, you will not be aware of it.

And there are more ways, either love and hatred, or the heart of the Tao is shaken, or the whim. If you are not careful, you will fall into it, and from then on, you will either never make any more progress, or you will fall.

It is precisely because the catastrophe of cultivation is so terrible that all those who can achieve success in cultivation are all people with a firm Taoist heart, and all of them are outstanding people in the world.

It stands to reason that such a firm heart tribulation can only be experienced by a monk in the merger period, perhaps because of Zhao Xianzong's special situation, he experienced such a mental tribulation in advance.

Zhao Xianzong didn't know anything about all this, or he didn't care if he knew.

Coming to the ancestral hall of Caomiao Village, Zhao Xianzong slowly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, slowly pranayama, he knew that the day of closing the net would not be too far away.