"Xun is the wind! The wind is the movement of the air. Cold and heat hedge, the two winds are heavy, the long wind is endless, and it is pervasive!"

"The thunder is thunder, and the thunder is loud, and the sound vibrate is loud, so it is heard in a hundred miles. The east is wood, wood has yin and yang, and the knot is shocking!"

The index finger rests on the stone tablet, neatly drawing the last blood stain. On the Tianfu platform, there was a loud and small sound. The melody is weird, which suddenly makes people's minds clear, and suddenly shocks people's hearts in a trance.

Zong Shou sucked the wound on his finger, feeling a little helpless in his heart, waiting for the thunder to dissipate beside him.

Even if you don't use any spiritual soul thoughts, when these runes containing the natural avenue are drawn, they naturally have a certain natural power.

The thunder character has been formed, and the next one is the 'Yun' character.

Zong Shou's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, the twelve heavenly runes, the last one he was most sure of was this last heavenly rune.

Luck and fortune are the most ethereal and unpredictable. From the dust and sand of ants to the world of home and country, they all have their own 'luck'.

In his previous life, he was unable to truly grasp the true meaning of his Dao. The reason why I was able to copy successfully was because of countless repeated exercises. Use the stupidest way to master this talisman.

It is still the index finger that touches the starting point of this symbol. The whole school field, everyone took their breath away.

In just a moment, the primordial spirit of the sect guard had already begun to resonate with this talisman. Then his consciousness was forcibly withdrawn again.

But this time, it was no longer a stone monument to observe the various natures and phenomena between heaven and earth, but a dream that seemed to be real. Immerse his consciousness completely.

I don't know how long it took, but when Zong Shou came back to his senses, two lines of tears dripped from his eyes.

In a trance, Zong Shou seemed to have experienced the life of an old man. The rise and fall of the family and the country, the ups and downs of life in just a few decades.

"It turns out that the true meaning of the word 'luck' is so simple!"

Dumbfounded, Zong Shou couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment. The hostility towards this Lingyun Sect suddenly subsided a lot.

He didn't know what the Lingyun Patriarch meant by setting up the Xiao Luo Heavenly Sword Formation and setting up these twelve Tianfu Divine Monuments.

However, today, he is more or less guarded, and he has received some benefits from this ancient strongman.

Eleven Heavenly Runes, Eleven Illusions, and the True Meaning of the Runes, although he had already mastered them, they were not without benefit.

And this luck, what he understood at this time, although only the most superficial ones. But it can make him really step into the door of this most unpredictable and supreme supernatural avenue!

"Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. Who knows the extreme? It is not right. It is strange to be reinstated, and good is to be a demon. The mystery of people is said to be solid for a long time!"

"Know its male, guard its female, for the world's stream, know its glory, guard its humiliation, for the world's valley, know its white, guard its black, for the world's style!"

"There is no way for good and evil, but people call themselves, and the retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow!"

The Heavenly Dao exists naturally, and the so-called luck is also within the Heavenly Dao. However, it is often unpredictable due to the changes in the natural cosmic environment. People have been confused about the blessings and misfortunes of fate for a long time, and the reason why the disasters and blessings in fate depend on each other is that the good and evil and good and evil of people's surnames change impermanently.

Therefore, "the root of evil lies in the evil of the body and the evil of thoughts, and the root of happiness lies in the cultivation of virtue and good deeds." ”

- But the true meaning of this word is really so simple?

Zong Shou sneered, thinking that if I enter your door, I am afraid that in this life, it will be difficult to truly grasp the way of fortune.

If every man in this world does good, will there be no more evil in this world?

But for now, there's no need to dig too deep. As soon as he was a little spirit master who had just settled down, it was difficult for him to even save his life, so why did he need to exhaustively investigate the true meaning of the Great Dao?

The blood trails stretched along the nicks. In the previous life, the character of 'luck' was copied nearly a thousand times, and in this life, I realized the true meaning of this life. So that every stroke of Zong Shou at this moment is strong bones and muscles, smart and elegant, natural, and there is no ugly feeling of half a point ago.

And when the last stroke is made, it is painted. On this day, there was no other change, only the stone tablet made of light marble suddenly cracked and exploded to pieces!

The entire school field was immediately silent again, Liang Miaozi's face was as gray as paper, and Lin Fei's expression was solemn.

The song under the stone platform rhymes, but it is simply in a daze, and the mouth is very quiet to himself.

"It was really painted by him, obviously impossible. My father said that under the tour, it is impossible to touch the way of fortune. Not to mention that it is a tour, even if it has been molded into a 'true form', it does not have such ability. We are all ants under the avenue, how can we touch this true heavenly mystery? And this guy's character brushwork, just before he actually entered the realm again, I really envy the dead. Damn, the word tablet is broken, where am I going to learn this talisman in the future? Could it be that I have to go to the other four major cloud lands, or the cloud palace of the Lingyun Sect-"

The young man next to him raised his eyebrows when he heard this. His face flashed slightly, and he shook his head.

He still didn't quite understand the meaning of the rhyme in the song, but he knew that the prince of Qiantianshan on this stage seemed to have really done something terrible.

The posture of Zong Shou making the last stroke was also enough to maintain half a breath. In the moment when this stone talisman was shattered, it was also a warm current, entering his body from his fingertips and straight into the primordial spirit.

However, this time, the amount was nearly ten times larger than the inflow of the previous eleven rune tablets.

Zong Shou finally sensed what these warm currents were.

"Is it actually a rune, a heavenly rune spirit seed? In this way, the cold qi in the eighteen sword puppets should probably not be what I expected——"

With a slight turn of thought, Zong Shou came to his senses. Looking at the gravel all over the ground, and the still silent audience. Immediately, I only felt that my mind was open-minded, and the depression was gone.

"Cool!"

Laughing softly, Zong Shou's eyebrows flew, revealing a slight look of joy.

I have long wanted to suppress the arrogance of this Lingyun Sect, although in my previous life I was in the virtual illusion realm, killing countless Lingyun disciples, but I still couldn't hurt the fundamentals.

But I didn't mean that in this life, I was reincarnated ten thousand years ago, but I was able to fulfill my long-cherished wish in my previous life.

"This is the Xiao Luo Heavenly Sword Formation, which is known as unbreakable, the Twelve Heavenly Talismans that no one can copy, the 30,000 disciples of the Lingyun Sect, is it not as good as me, hehe-"

sneered, but Zong Shou's words stopped abruptly. Thinking about the gift of the Lingyun Patriarch in his body. If you say something even worse, you still can't say it.

Lin Fei's face next to him changed slightly, and after a while, he regained his calm: "In the past, the patriarch said that these eighteen sword puppets are twelve heavenly rune god tablets. Those who can achieve one of them can be passed on to the children of the master. Those who can do both can enter the Patriarch's Hall for three years after ten years, and I don't know what the son of the world wants?"

The sights of the audience immediately turned to contemplation. They all looked silent, waiting for Zong Shou's choice.

Knowing that this thin young man can surpass everyone here with just one word.

And the three words of Patriarch Hall are even more indescribably enviable.

In the distance, Liang Miaozi clenched his fists, his knuckles exploded, and his expression was uncertain.

- In this world, there are really martial arts and spiritual methods, and all of them are extremely talented people. It's just that such an amazing talent actually appeared here!

Zong Shou was also slightly shocked, and he hesitated for a while in his head.

After three years of studying in the Lingyun Patriarch Hall, there is such a good thing?

The Ancestor Hall of the Lingyun Sect was one of the top ten holy places in the Cloud Realm. Although it is the last in the ranking, it also gathers the martial arts and soul essence of all generations of geniuses in the Lingyun Sect for thousands of years, and countless people flock to it.

The Twelve Heavenly Talismans here, the Xiao Luo Heavenly Sword Array, although they are also extraordinary, can be compared to those martial arts in the Holy Land, but they are the most superficial methods.

Swallowing his saliva, Zong Shou was a little salivating. But at the next moment, his gaze touched Yin Yang and Chu Xue below, and he suddenly secretly laughed at himself.

"Patriarch Hall? It's just that I'm not so cheeky. Now that he has been scolded as a waste, he may not necessarily be worshiped under the Yunling Sect. Anyway, you can't look down on my two-vein body, right?"