Chapter 45 Sending the Mandate of Heaven into the World

Meng Juntong's eyes were already red from crying, and she knew what Liu Baicong was doing.

In the previous cultivation of the Pure Spirit Table, she had seen a record of this peculiar sacrificial technique.

There are many kinds of sacrifices, such as Furong's merit prayer and sacrifice to Yang Chengwu, and there are also life sacrifice techniques used by the terrifying Netherworld Dao Immortal Marshal not long ago to launch the Netherworld's Devouring Technique. Although the way of sacrifice is different, one thing is the same, and that is that the person who sacrifices does something at the expense of himself.

At this moment, Liu Baicong is using an even more ancient special sacrificial technique, called Heavenly Mandate Prayer. Similar to the merit prayer used by Fleur in the first place, it is to transmit some special power of oneself to the target object through prayer. What Furong conveyed to Yang Chengwu was the merit of the ten directions that he had traveled through the world the day after tomorrow and had accumulated so hard, and now Liu Baicong's prayers were passed on to Meng Juntong by his innate strong destiny luck.

Liu Baicong is a person who predicted the destiny of heaven by the divination of the high priest of the Jingling Platform hundreds of years ago, and when he was born, there was a rainbow descending to the top, and a hundred birds were singing, and he was a real auspicious person, the chosen son.

However, the number of days changed, even if the previous priest had the ability to reach the heavens, he couldn't see through everything, how could he not expect that there would be a Heavenly Destiny Fortune Raider who would accompany Liu Baicong.

From childhood to adulthood, almost all of Liu Baicong's good luck was making a wedding dress for Meng Juntong.

The Son of Destiny, the Destiny of Fortune, such two people, whether they are placed in the red dust or in the Hundred Realms of Immortals, they are destined enemies of fate, and there must be a life and death between the two.

But this is Shaohua, the city of Shaohua that has no quarrel with the world.

One wants to rob, the other is willing to give, and in this way, the two parties have spent fifteen years of good times together.

The Vena priest once calculated that according to Meng Juntong's fortune trait, if Liu Baicong did not take the initiative to resist the robbery, at most until they were twenty years old, Liu Baicong's destiny luck would all be transferred to Meng Juntong's body.

And what Liu Baicong is doing now is to sacrifice all his remaining heavenly destiny traits in one breath and give them to Meng Juntong.

Meng Juntong, who was bathed in the spring breeze, felt as if her heart was tormented in an oil pot.

She watched the dream marks on Liu Baicong's forehead dissipate little by little, and she couldn't shout anymore.

"In the human world, you don't have any mana. No one knows when the calamity will come, and with the providence of heaven, it can at least give you an extra layer of protection. Liu Baicong slowly let go of Meng Juntong, and the dream marks on his forehead had completely disappeared.

"You bastard, who wants you to make your own decisions. Meng Juntong almost bit his red lips.

Priest Luo Shu came to Liu Baicong's side and held his crumbling body.

Looking at Meng Juntong again, her heavenly court is constantly looming in the red light, in the words of the world, this is a sign of good luck.

"Time is running out, let's go. "Priest Luo Shu held Liu Baicong with one hand, and pulled Meng Juntong who was imprisoned with the other, he did not untie the imprisonment on Meng Juntong's body, he knew this girl's temperament too well, if she was released from the ban at this time, she might not do anything impulsive.

"The Beiming Avenue that entered the human world from Shaohua has been blocked by the Hades Lord Devouring Technique, and now I will launch a large teleportation array to teleport you to the human world, as for where it will fall, I don't know. After Luo Shu finished speaking, he gently pushed his hand, and Meng Juntong floated to the center of the main altar.

"Mir, go to Juntong's spirit rhino chain. Liu Baicong shouted, Bai Zemir came to Liu Baicong's side, gently rubbed Liu Baicong's thigh with his head, raised his head and licked his palm again.

Liu Baizhang stroked his palm and rubbed Mir's plush head: "When you get to the world, protect Juntong well and don't let anyone hurt her." ”

Mir Tongling, nodded at Liu Baicong very seriously at the moment, glanced at the Luo Shu priest on the side again, and then turned into a flash of white light and disappeared into the spirit rhino chain on Meng Juntong's wrist.

"Wait a minute, please wait a minute. Seeing that the priest of Luo Shu was about to perform the spell, Meng Juntong shouted: "Tell me, what do I do, what do I need to do to be able to come back and save you." ”

Luo Shu's movements paused slightly, and after a while, he continued to compare, and he smiled: "If you can survive this catastrophe smoothly, you might as well try the Oneiroi Trial." As he spoke, the large altar under Meng Juntong's feet had already lit up with a chaotic aura.

"Let's go," Luo Shu slapped out with a palm, and Shao Huajun, who had been floating behind him, directly turned into a streamer and disappeared into Meng Juntong's chest: "Shao Huajun has been hidden in your heart, and you will naturally know how to use it after entering the WTO." Remember, when you enter the world, you must not cry for love, otherwise Shao Huajun will be stripped from your heart. ”

Meng Juntong subconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest, but found that Luoshu's confinement had been lifted.

"All the way safe," Luo Shu raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and the chaotic qi on the altar enveloped Meng Juntong in an instant, pulling her whole person directly into the teleportation array, without even having a chance to shout.

Liu Baicong looked at the empty altar and looked a little dazed.

"Okay, the people are gone, so don't look at it. Luo Shu smiled and flicked a finger on the head of his only personal disciple: "I can't see it, Bai Cong is already deeply rooted in love at a young age." ”

Liu Baicong's face turned red, and he quickly turned his head to the side and quibbled: "How can there be?"

"Let's go to Shaohua Pavilion, Yunzhu is still waiting for us. ”

"Okay, yes, Master, I want to ask you a question?"

"Just ask. ”

"You said before that Juntong and I could get married, is it true?"

"Of course, if she hadn't gone to the world. ”

Liu Baicong couldn't help but droop his head and muttered, "This isn't nonsense." ”

With a snap, Luo Shu slapped Liu Baicong on the back of the head: "It's not big or small, it's all learned from that crazy girl." After a while, Luo Shu said again: "Young man, you have to have a little confidence in yourself, you have given her all the destiny and luck, even if you don't love it, you should be moved." ”

"I don't want it! I like it, I like it, I don't want Juntong to like me because I'm moved!" Liu Baicong blurted out almost subconsciously, and as soon as he finished speaking, his whole face turned red.

Luo Shu was a little surprised and looked at Liu Baicong twice: "I really didn't see it, I actually have this awareness, yes, yes, I deserve to be my Luo Shu's apprentice." ”

While the two of them were talking, they had already come to Shaohua Pavilion, and the door of Shaohua Pavilion, which had always been closed all day long, was open at this moment.

Liu Baicong followed the Luo Shu priest to Shaohua Pavilion, and soon he saw Meng Huaijin leaning on the wordless jade tablet, and hurriedly ran over.

"It's all ready," Yunzhu walked down the stairs at the top of the pavilion, holding a treasure pen that radiated colorful glass all over his hand, "Let's start." ”

Luo Shu sighed lightly: "From now on, half of the people in this world will lose their dreams and be confused, and the troubled times will become more and more chaotic." ”

"That's better than a dream in the world. Yunzhu looked up at Meng Huaijin: "And don't we still have hope." ”

"Well, yes, there's hope. ”