The divine light flashed in Heng Yuening's eyes, as if endless stars were constantly circling inside.

The stars are born in the eyes, which is definitely not an achievement that Rongxuan can achieve. Even a strong person with a thought cannot reach this level.

Perhaps, only incredible strong people like Tianfuxian and Nansifu can see through the endless laws of stars and produce star projections in their eyes. Of course, if they want to do this, the supreme path they choose must be related to stars, otherwise no matter how deep their cultivation is, they will never be able to do this.

However, Heng Yuening now has naturally reached the realm that almost all cultivators have dreamed of.

She looked up and said slowly: "As long as you practice here for a year, you will definitely be able to..." Her tone suddenly paused, her eyes rolled, and the endless stars seemed to move with it, becoming profound and unpredictable, and it was hard to describe: "Master, I have thought about it carefully. At most, I will be able to be promoted for one thought!"

What a person Tian Fuxian, when he heard this sentence, he immediately understood what she was thinking in her heart.

Yu Linghe had said before that he had a half-year agreement with the Buddha Sect. After half a year, he would enter the Ten Thousand Demon Tower to help the son of luck, Bailongma, hunt down the descendants of the gods, and earn the merits of this world.

This is a huge feast, full of opportunities, but also full of unknowable dangers. It would be fine if Heng Yuening didn't know, but since she knew, she would not miss it easily.

With a snorting, Tian Fuxian said: "Yuening, your foundation has not yet been stable. It is already quite difficult to be able to attack the saints within one year. If you compress the time to March, the risk is too great, and it will even cause the foundation to be unstable and the gain will not be worth the loss, so there is no need to do so."

Heng Yuening lowered her head slightly and said, "Master, I am absolutely sure." Although her words were gentle, they had a strong and firm belief, like a magic needle for sea stabilization. No matter how fierce the waves in the future are, they will not be shaken at all.

Tian Fuxian frowned, and even his head felt a little painful.

It is indeed a boastful thing to find two good disciples. However, the better the talent of the disciples and the higher the achievements they achieve, the more difficult it will be to train.

With a sigh, Tian Fuxian said, "Yuening, my teacher understands your mood." He gently stroked his long beard and advised: "If you consume the power of luck in this world at any cost, you can naturally break through all obstacles and achieve a thought. But don't you think it's too wasteful to do this?"

The power of luck is such a precious thing. Even if it is a sect like the ancient Shu sect above, if you want to collect the power of luck, you will be trembling and accumulate a lot.

Of course, once the energy power collected by any inherited sect reaches a certain level, it will give the disciples to the disciples, allowing those most powerful peak Rongxuan to try to hit the realm of one thought.

Every time for such a candidate is the most important event in the sect.

The super sect can last forever and pass on the inheritance to the world. This is why.

Therefore, when they choose to promote disciples, they choose those who are the strongest, have the deepest understanding of the way of heaven and earth, and have the most potential. Moreover, when providing the power of luck, they also clearly grasp a degree, and it is impossible for them to plunder and use it endlessly.

Once the power of luck provided is exhausted but cannot be promoted for a moment, then this person will be abandoned by the sect.

Although doing so seems cruel, it ensures the fairness of the sect.

In such an occasion, no one dares to commit favoritism and fraud. If he releases even a little bit of luck, waiting for him and his family will be the most fierce revenge.

Although Tianfuxian is the leader of a sect, he is a super strong man who is rare in the world. However, in his memory, he has never seen such abuse of the power of luck.

Heng Yuening obtained this starry sky world and became the master of the world. As long as she stayed in this world to practice, then the idea of ​​promotion would be a foregone conclusion. This is a gradual process. Although there is a way to speed up, that method must consume a lot of luck to make up for it.

It can be said that if Heng Yuening used her for one year to practice, then it would be natural to be promoted to a saint, and the energy power consumed would be even smaller than those peaks of the merging mystery. However, if she forced herself to successfully advance within three months, the energy power consumed would be doubled, or even tripled.

Even Tianfuxian can't stand this method of promotion.

Heng Yuening pondered for a moment, and she said in a humble and arrogant manner: "Master, how many people are there to be promoted to saints in this starry sky world?"

"This..." Tian Fuxian couldn't help but be slightly stunned. If he told Heng Yuening that this place could provide a thought of a hundred peaks of Rongxuan, then Heng Yuening wouldn't have to squander the luck here even more? Pretending to think for a while, Tian Fuxian could only smile bitterly, "Your question is a stump." He looked at the beautiful female disciple in front of him with great meaning and said, "You are the master of this world. I'm afraid no one can tell me except you."

Heng Yuening smiled tactfully and said, "Master, the power of luck in this world is as strong as the sea of ​​gold, and the disciples cannot get a glimpse of the whole picture." She paused and said, "If the disciple did not calculate it wrong, this world should have been automatically activated since the phantom god and demon sleeping, and absorbed the power of luck in storage." Her eyes shone brightly, and the flow of stars became more and more obvious, and said, "Master, how is this starry sky world compared to the Shu Sect Qiyun formation?"

Tian Fuxian meditated for a moment and said, "Even if it is not as good as it is, it is not far from it."

"Then how much power of luck has this world condensed?" Heng Yuening asked in the bottom of the matter.

Tian Fuxian smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know. Oh... I will let you do whatever you want."

Yu Linghe and Hongmo looked at each other, and then they realized that the most precious thing in this world was not a treasure, but the power of luck that had accumulated for countless years.

Hong Mo murmured in his heart that this huge power of luck should belong to the Phantom Clan, why did the Phantom Gods and Demons leave it to the human race? How great would it be if these powers of luck belong to you.

Tian Fuxian slowly turned his head and glanced at Hong Mo. His eyes were so deep that he seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "Are you thinking that these powers of luck should belong to the Phantom Clan?"

Hongmo was stunned, his heart was as cold as ice in an instant, and he hurriedly said, "No, absolutely not."

Tian Fuxian smiled indifferently and said, "Do you think it is very simple to inherit this power of luck? Humph, these powers of luck are collected by the Phantom Gods and Demons, and they must be affected by his cause and effect. Any creature who wants to be involved is destined to do its best in the next battle of gods. Hehe, I hope your Phantom Clan will compete with the gods. Do you think the Phantom Clan can do it now?"

Hongmo's face changed slightly. He pondered carefully for a long time, bowed deeply to Tianfuxian, and said sincerely: "Yes, I have a short-sighted understanding. Thank you for your guidance."

Yu Linghe's eyelids also leaped slightly, and he finally had an answer to the question of the Phantom God and Demon leaving such a huge family and leaving.

It turns out that if you want to inherit this world, you must involve great cause and effect.

The Phantom God and Demon do not leave this world to future generations, perhaps they just don’t want their own ethnic group to be involved.

Heng Yuening smiled tactfully at Yu Linghe and said, "Senior Brother, aren't you going to invite Senior Fishman to come here? Then go, my little sister wants to go into seclusion with Senior Fishman."

Tian Fuxian thought to himself that it was really a girl who looked outward. He vaguely felt that the reason why Heng Yuening couldn't wait to be promoted to the saint of Yiming was because of Yu Linghe.

For this purpose, she even took advantage of the huge amount of luck.

Yu Linghe nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Junior sister, if Yan Huang knows about this world..."

Tian Fuxian immediately said, "It is Yuening's combat partner, and it must be known. However, it can only practice in this world, without any thought, and must not leave." He looked at Heng Yuening seriously and said, "Yuening, its cultivation can only rely on itself, and it can no longer consume the power of luck in vain."

Heng Yuening did not stick to his own opinions this time, but said respectfully: "Yes, I will obey the teacher's order."

Tian Fuxian nodded slightly and said, "Let Linghe go out and bring the fishman."

"Yes." Heng Yuening waved her sleeves lightly, and a ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and turned into an arch at the next moment.

This arch is different from the sword gate. Through the arch, you can clearly see everything opposite.

When Yu Linghe looked around, he immediately recognized that the main peak was somewhere opposite him.

Although Yu Ziyuan and Heng Yuening can use secret techniques to communicate this world, Yu Ziyuan needs to pass the spirit of Black Water, while Heng Yuening can do it in every move.

The ability and degree of control of the world between these two is simply clear at a glance.

Yu Linghe returned to the main peak with a quick step. He turned around and looked at the arch, and there was no sign of disappearing. He secretly praised in his heart. The rights that the Lord of the World can enjoy are indeed unique.

Consolidate his mind, Yu Linghe's body flashed and walked towards the back mountain.

This time, he became more and more low-key. Not to mention that he did not fly, even the avenue rarely passed by. If he saw the crowd from afar, he would avoid it in advance.

When he came to the back mountain and saw Mr. Shi, there were several strong men in the Shu Sect sitting by the river. In the river, the fishman's body swayed slightly, moving with the waves, but it was steadily floating all over the ground.

Between them, there was a chessboard. Yu Linghe looked at him and found a pair of Go.

At this time, more than a hundred pieces had been put on the chess face, and the situation was stalemate and it was hard to decide the winner.

Yu Linghe coughed lightly and stepped forward without hesitation.

The fishman bowed to him. Although he had never said it, his attitude was quite respectful.

At this time, Yu Linghe already knew that this fishman senior was a real elder in the sect, so he naturally did not dare to be rude and he also returned the respectful respect.

The teacher laughed and said, "Young Master, are you here to play chess?"

Yu Linghe smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, I am here for it."

(To be continued.)

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