Chapter 254: Luck Transfer, Heart Demon Blood Evil

Three months later, Yiqimen organized a group of cultivators to go to Xishanling. The flying boats flowed like a stream, and the scene was grand. Zhi Tianxuan was born in Yiqimen and received the divine command of Yiqimen. It was normal for Yiqimen to do this.

At this time, Wu Yi was on one of the small flying boats, hanging behind the large group, and was very inconspicuous. He was a disciple of Zhi Tianxuan after all, but he was treated like this. It was impossible for him not to be annoyed.

Zhi Tianxuan turned to the way of the gods, and Wu Yi lost his support. Although Tiangongge, which was in charge of the sect's craftsmen and tools, still looked respectful, when asked if they had any remaining flying boats to rent, they agreed at first, but when the last date came, they all made vague excuses. Wu Yi had no choice but to choose such a small flying boat.

After setting off, Wu Yi also understood why the people of Tiangongge were respectful at first and arrogant later. It turned out that the leader of the viewing group was Huixuan Shangzhen.

Anyone with some status in Yiqi Sect knows that Huixuan Shangzhen's wife's family is from the Zhi clan, and Zhi Tianxuan first practiced the Zhanyan Sect, and then switched to the Danding Sect. It is well known that he violated the ancestral precepts of the Zhi clan and was at odds with the Zhi clan. With such a big mountain pressing on him, it was lucky for Wu Yi to go to Xishanling, and it was obviously impossible for him to go there with high spirits.

After the initial indignation, Wu Yi soon realized that something was wrong. Bai Ze had told him that the residual souls of Xishanling were rampant and harmed the lives of the people, but the strongest was only a ghost equivalent to the Yuanying cultivator, and there had not been any ghosts at the level of Dongtian.

Zhi Tianxuan was just a Yuanying cultivator, so it was not worth Dongtian Shangzhen to watch the ceremony. Huixuan Shangzhen's trip seemed to be a cover, not like watching the ceremony, but more like to wipe out the ghosts of Xishanling in one fell swoop.

It was just a guess at present. As a foundation-building cultivator, Wu Yi had no way of knowing the specific matters, but Wu Yi was sure that Bai Ze must have kept what he said to him.

This trip was destined to be unpeaceful.

Collecting his mind and not thinking about these distant things, Wu Yi looked at the fixed luck disk placed in front of him. Zhi Tianxuan gave him two things before he turned to the way of the gods. One was the method of refining array diagrams. Wu Yi selected several arrays suitable for ghosts to practice, copied them, and gave them to the ghosts to practice.

The second was this fixed luck disk, but it was not easy to refine this thing. Wu Yi used his mind and blood to warm it up almost every day in the past few months, but the effect was very small, like a stubborn stone.

The fixed luck disk can take away the luck, is it necessary to refine it with the luck? Wu Yi thought to himself, but Zhi Tianxuan did not teach him how to start before he left, it was very difficult, so he had to start from the Taoist scriptures.

The Taoist scriptures said that from the universe to the individual, there is luck that dominates the rise and fall, where luck refers to the heavenly stems and qi refers to the earthly branches, and the combination is called luck.

The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches are used to record time. Wu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and it seemed as if a thunderbolt flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness. Suddenly, he was enlightened. With his strong memory, he poured all his experiences since he could remember into it.

It seemed that the Fortune Plate of all things finally had a reaction, emitting a bright light, gentle and smooth, which made people feel extremely peaceful, as if there was a wise old man in front of him, and he could solve his confusion by telling him.

Wu Yi immersed himself in this gentle light, without reservation, pouring everything into it, until the image of the beads appeared in the content of his memories, and a strong resistance suddenly appeared, awakening Wu Yi.

When he opened his eyes again, the Fortune Plate was no longer a chessboard, but like a mirror, or like a calm lake. From the source, it was everything Wu Yi had experienced, but when he left home and got the beads, it stopped abruptly, and the following content could no longer be poured into it.

This is an artifact that can be used as a natal magic weapon. Wu Yi did not spend much time refining, but he soon understood this principle, and he definitely did not want to give up halfway.

Despite the resistance, Wu Yi also poured his memories after getting the beads into the fixed luck disk, but as the content of the beads became more involved, the resistance Wu Yi encountered became greater, and the beads that had been silent since the mutation began to tremble.

The key to the fixed luck disk is the word "fixed". Through this object, he can understand the rise and fall of his own luck. Wu Yi made up his mind and continued his actions regardless of the beads' abnormal movement.

But some contents are not what Wu Yi can describe at all, such as the mysterious flame pattern on the black beetle's carapace, the supreme divine fire it spewed, and the mysterious avenue pillar.

Wu Yi, who was forcing himself to do it, almost collapsed mentally, so he had to retreat to the second best, just seek its form, and no longer deliberately pursue the true meaning. With his cultivation, if he really wanted to describe those contents, he would be courting death.

With Wu Yi's current cultivation, it is still possible to depict the scene of Jindan Zhenren, such as Wang Chuchen and others, but he still does not have the ability to depict Yuanying Zhenren like Zhi Tianxuan and the old antique Bai Ze. He is also seeking its form. After some repairs, he finally completed the infusion of his life experience.

Wu Yi, who thought he had finished refining, wiped the sweat on his forehead, but the fixed luck disk still emitted a bright light without much change.

Wu Yi frowned, thinking that he had done everything he could, and thought: This shouldn't be the result.

After careful search and repeating it three or four times, the fixed luck disk showed not only Wu Yi's luck, but also anyone who had contact with Wu Yi was shown on it. With the luck, you can know who this person is. The deeper the connection with him, the more intense the luck.

The luck displayed on the fixed luck disk has various colors. What exactly does it represent? Wu Yi has to slowly explore it in the future. However, some colors can be confirmed. For example, black means that he has a grudge against himself, and white means that he has a close relationship with himself.

However, there is no pure black and white luck. Some people's luck has a hint of purple, gold, or green. These are what Wu Yi needs to explore.

Wu Yi looked at his own long river of luck. He didn't dare to tease some people's luck, or even look at them for a long time, for fear of attracting the original owner. He didn't know why he had this idea in his mind, but he knew it was very likely true.

After checking several times, Wu Yi finally found out where he might have missed something. The problem should be from the inner demon. Since the black beetle taught him how to cultivate the inner demon into the inner demon, Wu Yi actually shared part of his luck with the inner demon. If he didn't take back the luck of the inner demon, Wu Yi couldn't completely refine the fixed luck disk.

The most important and basic thing to refine the fixed luck disk is to fully master your own luck.

Wu Yi stared at the inner demon's luck on the fixed luck disk. It was a thick black color. It was obvious that he was destined to be his opponent and there was no turning back.

The inner demon's luck was mixed with a lot of blood. Wu Yi seemed to see a lot of wronged souls screaming. It seemed that the inner demon had a lot of wronged souls under his command during the period of separation from him.

After staring at the fixed luck disk for a long time, Wu Yi unexpectedly saw a change. The fixed luck disk suddenly produced a strong suction force. Wu Yi had no power to resist and was sucked in. Or, Wu Yi didn't know how to deal with this suction force at all.

The fixed luck disk sucked Wu Yi into it, and the surrounding Yingying light dissipated, returning to its previous normal appearance.

When Wu Yi was in a trance, he opened his eyes again, and there was already another scene in front of him, like a primitive jungle, with ancient trees and roars of strange beasts. When Wu Yi was wondering where this place was, he suddenly sensed a familiar breath. The inner demon was nearby.

The fortune plate actually has this effect, just like a pillow when you are sleepy. Wu Yi was delighted, but he did not forget the main business. The inner demon was only a few miles away from him. Xuan Guang fled and approached the inner demon within a few breaths.

The inner demon obviously did not expect Wu Yi's arrival. When he was stunned, Wu Yi had already arrived in front of him. The two looked at each other from a distance. The inner demon had a calm face and was not much panic. Obviously, he was very confident in his own strength.

Wu Yi's eyes were like swords, looking at the inner demon opposite. Since the second time he entered the inner gate Sutra Pavilion to practice, the inner demon left him on his own. Wu Yi and him have not seen each other for at least five or six years, but he did not expect to meet again at this time. It can be said that it was fate.

The inner demon was dressed in a black robe, but it could not cover up the thick blood evil, and the stench was overwhelming. Wu Yi closed his sense of smell and felt better. He couldn't help but wonder what the inner demon had done in the past few years.

After staring at each other for a few breaths, both of them were cold-hearted and ruthless. Without any nonsense, they attacked almost at the same time. The inner demon opened his mouth and spit out a bright red blood river. Wherever it passed, flowers and trees were corroded and no longer alive. They were all swept into the blood river.

Wu Yi used the Five Elements True Light. The power of the True Light was not inferior to the Dansha of the Golden Pill True Man. It was not comparable to the blood evil refined by the inner demon who devoured the blood and qi everywhere. The True Light immediately evaporated a lot of the blood river, but the blood river seemed endless, and it was evenly matched with Wu Yi's True Light.

Seeing that the scene seemed to be in a stalemate, the inner demon shook his body, and countless blood shadow clones appeared. Many monsters also emerged from the ordinary blood river, roaring and surrounding Wu Yi.

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, Wu Yi's face did not change, the True Light was like a cover, and the blood evil creatures pounced on the True Light Cover, and were immediately burned to death. The shrill wails continued, which surprised Wu Yi.

These blood shadow clones were not creations, but people defeated by the inner demon. The inner demon did not destroy their souls, but refined these blood evil spirits, which were similar to the ghosts refined by tigers after killing their opponents.

Seeing that ordinary blood evil spirits could not do anything to Wu Yi, a powerful figure slowly emerged from under the black robe of the inner demon. He was probably a Jindan Zhenren in his lifetime.

This Jindan blood evil spirit roared and shot at Wu Yi like an arrow, knocking countless cracks in the true light shield. Wu Yi had no time to repair it, and saw this Jindan blood evil spirit opened its arms and cut a huge hole. The scarlet and manic eyes looked at Wu Yi with murderous intent.

Ignoring the ordinary blood evil spirits, Wu Yi's netherworld eyes shot out a beam of light, which shot straight into the pupils of this Jindan blood evil spirit with a lightning speed. The blood evil spirit looked up to the sky and howled, holding his head with both hands, with a look of pain, and did not continue to attack Wu Yi.

The inner demon who was waiting for Wu Yi to be defeated saw that something seemed to have changed, and was afraid that he would lose the hard-earned golden elixir blood evil, so he hurriedly took it back.

Wu Yi was unable to stop it, so he took advantage of the situation to kill the other blood evils of the inner demon. The two of them stopped for a while.

After a small test, both sides realized that the opponent was not easy to mess with, but they also understood that the opponent was a destined opponent. They all had strong confidence in their own strength and confidence in achieving the final victory.

Therefore, this battle is far from over.