After Liu Qiyu left, Yun Zhongjun got up, climbed the stairs, and sat down in the position of the town guard.

Then, the incomparable power surged between his limbs and hundreds of bones.

Soon, Yun Zhongjun understood the source of this power—it was the mighty power of the water in the Long Beach River.

After becoming the guard of this Feiyundu, in this Feiyundu, he was naturally able to mobilize the power of the entire Long Beach River, so that the power of the entire Long Beach River was put on him - this is a simple and extreme power, under this power, Yun Zhongjun even has the illusion that he can challenge the true immortal.

Between the surges of power, Yun Zhongjun's eyes opened, and the color of blue and purple flashed in his pupils.

The luck of the entire Long Beach River appeared in front of his eyes again, and this time, Yun Zhongjun did not feel any pressure, he observed the luck in the Long Beach River, just like other immortal immortals, observing the flow of heaven and earth vitality, like instinct.

In the Long Beach River, the luck of countless living beings is surging, whether they have opened the spiritual wisdom or not, whether they have embarked on the path of cultivation or have not embarked on the path of cultivation, each of them has a little bit of luck surging out of their heads, integrated into the Long Beach River, becoming a part of the Long Beach River, and the luck in the Long Beach River is also giving them back.

Yun Zhongjun can feel that at the same time that he observes these lucks, he naturally has a certain degree of control over these lucks, and the specific manifestation is that as long as he is willing to pay a certain price, he can cut off the feedback of the Long Beach River's luck to a certain creature.

Between the banks of the Long Beach River, the creatures in the Long Beach River, and the army of the Long Beach River, have never stopped their fighting, and with their battles, the luck of the Long Beach River has also set off countless stormy waves, and countless splashes are scattered in all directions.

Compared to Qiuyu Lake, this Long Beach River is simply a paradise!

On the river of luck, those turbulent splashes, in the eyes of Yun Zhongjun, are one by one, beating money.

There is no need to take any risks, Yun Zhongjun only needs to compile a large net on the river of luck and collect the splashes that shoot out from the river of luck, which is already comparable to his worship every hundred years when he was in Qiuyu Lake.

"The first goal is here!"

"Try first, control the luck, on this river of luck, compile a big net to collect those scattered luck......" Looking at the countless beating water lights on the river of luck, Yun Zhongjun's heart was inexplicably anxious.

These luck that stirred up and then dissipated, in the eyes of Yun Zhongjun, were all his losses.

The later he succeeds in the great net he weaves with luck, the greater his losses.

Driven by his own sudden flash of inspiration, Yun Zhongjun didn't care about anything else, and immediately sank down with great interest, controlled his luck, and slowly spread to the river of steam.

But when he really began to deduce this secret method, Yun Zhongjun's mind was empty, and for a while, he actually had a feeling that a tiger was swallowing the sky and had nowhere to claw.

Yun Zhongjun knew what the reason was - he was just an immortal who had just survived the wind disaster, and his experience was only a little bit from Qiuyu Lake to Gangyang River, from Chun'an River to Feiyundu, although this brilliant aura was jumping and sweeping in his mind, but his experience, his accumulation, and his background were far from enough to support him to deduce such a secret method.

But let this aura dissipate, Yun Zhongjun was unwilling.

Yun Zhongjun has heard such a sentence, genius is one percent of inspiration, plus ninety-nine percent of sweat, but that one percent of inspiration is more than ninety-nine percent of sweat.

For any cultivator, the appearance of spiritual light is something that everyone dreams of, however, no one could have imagined that this flash of inspiration from Yun Zhongjun made him have one percent of the inspiration, but he couldn't find the ninety-nine percent of the sweat, so that the spiritual light that was still beating in his mind was gradually extinguishing and dissipating......

Spiritual light is not the same as thoughts, ideas can be hidden deep in the heart, and over time, slowly ferment, become more and more perfect, more and more sweet, but spiritual light is different.

The aura, only in the flash of the first moment, is the most luscious, the most gorgeous, once missed, even if you can still remember the details later, it is just the same as chewing wax, so tasteless.

Things are not people, that's the case.

Yun Zhongjun's heart became more and more anxious.

He knew very well what his inspiration this time represented-if there was a secret method that could collect all those scattered luck, then even if he didn't do anything every day and just lay down and sleep, he would be able to get stronger little by little, and get closer to the realm of the free true immortal little by little.

Therefore, he was really unwilling to let this sudden inspiration dissipate.

After pondering for a moment, Yun Zhongjun finally gritted his teeth and ran the Burning Luck Method.

In his mind, the brilliant aura is still overflowing, like the most playful elf between heaven and earth, unrestrained and innocent.

Every time a practitioner uses this sudden aura to deduce the secret method, it is a process of using his own experience, his own background, and his own comprehension of the Great Dao to turn into a net of heaven and restrain this overflowing and wandering aura.

But Yun Zhongjun's background experience is not enough to generate a big net that covers this spiritual light......

Just when the spiritual light was about to dissipate, between Yun Zhongjun's mind, there was a ding-dong, bead-like sound like a jade plate, which was exciting, and then, the invisible firelight beat between Yun Zhongjun's mind.

Under the dispersion of the invisible firelight, Yun Zhongjun only felt that his mind was in a trance, the water in front of him was not water, and the mountains in front of him were not mountains......

In a trance, Yun Zhongjun fell into a trance, and countless enlightenments of the Great Dao emerged in his mind, and at this time, the boundless net swept out, covering the overflowing everywhere.

Then the net slowly tightened inward, squeezing the range of the elf's activities little by little......

I don't know how long it took, but the aura that filled everywhere finally completely integrated into the three souls and seven spirits of Yunzhongjun.

And Yun Zhongjun was also at this time, suddenly opened his eyes, in his mind, the invisible flame slowly extinguished, and the incomparably mysterious Dao enlightenment, is also at the moment when the flame is extinguished, the clouds disperse, leaving no trace, when Yun Zhongjun recalled, he couldn't remember at all, what he had realized before.

He counted his own luck money again—in the nursery, he had accumulated more than 5,500 pieces of money for many years, which was originally intended to be used to promote cultivation, but now, there were less than 1,000 pieces left.

In order to retain this sudden aura, Yun Zhongjun had no choice but to use the Burning Luck Method, in order to forcibly complete the foundation he needed to restrain the aura by burning the luck.

According to the Divine Court's conversion, three hundred pieces of money can be regarded as a hundred years of work for ordinary immortal immortals, and this time, Yun Zhongjun burned nearly four thousand five hundred pieces of money to keep that spiritual light and turn it into his own foundation - four thousand five hundred pieces of money, which is already 15,000 years of hard work for ordinary immortal immortals!

"I don't know, it's worth it or not!" Yun Zhongjun opened his eyes, and his gaze once again covered the luck of the entire Long Beach River.

Even though he knew that he should not have any regrets when he made a decision, thinking about the 4,500 fortune coins, Yun Zhongjun still couldn't help it, and he felt a little more worried about gains and losses.