Chapter 2472 Theory of Luck

Jiang Buyu heard this, his eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his raised lips froze slightly.

"Nothing!" The Holy Lord Tianluan frowned and scolded, "What should you do if you have nothing to do with this man who is useless? If you have a man you like, you will not object to your father. Even if you are not born noble, you should still be a tall and promising person. The man.”

Xue Chan'er curled her lips and stamped her feet, "My daughter wants her, she wants her, she doesn't have to marry her."

"Don't marry?"

"Of course I won't marry. I am the daughter of Tianluan Shengzong. She is worthy of me if she is anything." Xue Chan'er raised her jaw, "I want her to be my servant, for my use, and for me to make me every day It can be seen and touched."

When the Holy Lord Tianluan heard these unruly and willful words, he had two big heads.

But as a well-known daughter slave, he usually does not refuse Xue Chan'er's request.

Even if you refuse, as long as Xue Chan'er pesters him to act coquettishly, it will be fine.

"Being a slave and a servant is enough." The Holy Lord Tianluan lowered his voice, "When the competition is over, we will talk about it after the day of the gods. Although the small Xingyun Sect is not afraid, we should not be too hasty."

"Chan'er understands!"

Seeing that the Holy Lord Tianluan agreed, Xue Chan'er immediately smiled and hugged her father's arm. She tilted her head and exposed two dimples. The sunlight shone on her clear eyes, as beautiful as a gem, and she asked someone to move. If you don’t open your eyes, you will only think of words such as naiveness and purity.

Jiang Buyu looked at Xue Chan'er lightly, then withdrew his eyes and looked at Ye Chuyue whom he didn't know.

Compared to Ye Chuyue's death under the beast tide.

She also looks forward to whether the pressure from the top and bottom of the Nebula Sect will continue to be as united as before when they are under the pressure of the Tianluan Holy Sect, just to protect Ye Chuyue.

Zuo Tianmeng.

Is your nature of being serious and foul-like and foul-like, finally going to be made public?

Jiang Buyu's eyes settled on Zuo Tianmeng, smiling silently, twisted, and his soul was ferocious.

far away.

Zuo Tianming's feet stepped on the water.

Perhaps I noticed something, paused, curbed the urge to turn around, and then walked forward.

"Zuo Sect Master." Bai Hezhou maid came: "This is the destination for the disciples of Xingyun Sect, please follow me."

"Um."

The residence of the Xingyun Sect where it settles is located is east of Baihezhou.

Baihezhou is famous for building the Bodhi land.

The seemingly small palace has a different world inside.

Like a treasure in space.

It can actually accommodate 50,000 disciples of the Nebula Sect.

This is also one of the important reasons why Wan Zong chose to hold a competition in Baihezhou.

The wind blew, passing by quietly.

The maid raised her head, pointed her soft and boneless horn upwards, and introduced:

"The biggest advantage of Beichen Palace is that it is very close to the female master. You can see the female master as soon as you look up. If you want to pray, you can do it every moment. As long as you are sincere, it will be effective."

When Xu Yu heard this, he looked at Chu Yue immediately.

Sure enough, I caught a glimpse of the cold light in the boy's eyes.

Like a deep pool.

Below the bottom of Tan, there is a murderous aura that wants to conquer the world!

It seems like there is a hidden weapon hidden!

"Pray to the female master?" Ning Su leaned over, "If I guess correctly, isn't the female master of Qinglian still alive? Is it true that praying to the living? Is it effective? Deceiving yourself?"

The maid had never seen anyone so rudely. She was stunned and then made a move to silence and said:

"Young Master, don't be rude. This is absolutely unreasonable. It is very disrespectful to the female master."

"Although it is strange that living people offer sacrifices to others, it is not without them."

"Many years ago, when the Moon tribe in the upper world of the prehistoric world had not yet been destroyed, the sculptures of His Highness, the ancestor of the Moon tribe were spread all over the upper and middle worlds. People often kneel down and pray, hoping to get blessings from the Moon tribe."

"And if the young master heard this, he would be angry. Someone once was disrespectful to the female master's sculpture, so his tongue was pulled off by the Crane Emperor. Someone was still rude behind him and was directly killed by the Crane Emperor.

Kill."

"In the land of Bodhi, there are thousands of laws and laws, and how can you kill people at will?" Chu Yue asked coldly.

"Baihezhou is a continent that is dedicated to the Qinglian Female Lord, and is not governed by the laws of the Ten Thousand Sects."

The maid replied respectfully.

Chu Yue curled her lips and slowly shook her folding fan, her eyes full of coldness.

The existence of the laws of the Ten Thousand Sects is just to limit the humble practitioners as ants.

What is the difference between being arrogant and arrogant in the upper world?

People in the world are selfish, so it is!

at this time--

The other side of the female master sculpture.

Many people knelt on the ground, in the sky, and on cranes.

Put your hands together and your eyes closed.

The lips are slightly moved, either praying for wealth and glory, or praying for tomorrow's competition to win and win a stunning hall!

Suddenly, Chu Yue's god and demon eyes suddenly shrank into vertical eyes, just like cat eyes under the strong light during the day!

A tingling sensation.

Fire sensation.

A sense of coldness.

Gathered together and impacted Chu Yue’s right pupil!!

She stared at the sculptures of the female masters and the prayers.

I saw the practitioners who came to pray, wisps of red aura above their heads, like ripples of water, pouring into the middle of the eyebrows of the sculpture.

That's...

The luck of practitioners!

In other words, what they call prayer is actually giving their luck to Chu Nanyin!

It should be noted that in the first path of martial arts, the higher the level of practice in Guixu Realm, the more you need to understand and luck.

The better the luck of practitioners, the more smooth the sails are.

For example, Laojun and others in Huashan who were blessed by the moon tribe.

But everyone's luck is limited.

Therefore, there are many sculptures of living people in the upper realm like Chu Nanyin that allow the sea gods to worship and pray.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen asked, holding Chu Yue's trembling shoulders.

Chu Yue raised her hand to cover her god and demon eyes.

immediately.

He looked at the sculpture and prayer with his other eye, but did not see the change of luck.

It seems that only the eyes of gods and demons can be regarded as the dirty things under the prayer.

"nothing."

Chu Yue returned to calmness. When he put down his hands, the eyes of the gods and demons had already been covered, and his eyes returned to clear and smiling.

“By the way.”

She said: "Senior Brother Jiang, thank you."

Jiang Chen was stunned and tried to laugh.

Liu Yunshang asked, "Senior Brother Xu, do you want to pray?"

Xu Yu withdrew his eyes toward the boy and suddenly shouted, "Who dares to pray, use these boring means instead of down-to-earth efforts, the sword in my hand, will not let him go first.

!!”

The sudden fierce and violent incident made everyone stunned.

Liu Yunshang's mouth twitched, "If you don't go, you won't go. What's so fierce?"

The other disciples dared not have the idea of ​​praying.

As for those who had fought side by side with the Yue clan, and the elder brother of the educated Qing Lian Nu Zun wanted to kill Chu Yue, how could he pray?

Afterwards, everyone dispersed and prepared for tomorrow's competition at their residence.

No one saw that in another palace, the disciple of Xuanming Sect was staring at the sculpture of the Qinglian Nuan with his gods and demons, and said to the servants beside him:
Chapter completed!