Chapter 195 Stop persecuting my senior brother!
After a long time.
Taiyi left the Sun Star with Ziwei with a complete list of people as high as Wandaluo and above.
Somewhere in the Sun Star Territory, Tongtian leads the ‘formation team’ and is working hard.
Fuxi and Baichuan stood alone in a small galaxy, and a layer of barrier was put up to isolate everything.
This enchantment has the blessing of two people, so no one will be able to find out the clues.
"Fellow Taoist Baichuan, this time... I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." Fuxi sighed softly, his tone melancholy.
"What's there?" Bai Chuan blinked:
"It has nothing to do with us, does it?"
Fuxi was startled, then shook his head:
"No, what Pindao means is that there is nothing to fish for."
Bai Chuan's eyes twitched.
Are you sure you are Fuxi?
"I originally thought I could make a fortune with Di Jun, but it turned out..." Fuxi shook his head:
"This incarnation was released too early, otherwise it would still be possible,"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Bai Chuan quickly stopped Fuxi and said with shame:
"That's enough. He Tu Luo Shu has almost been comprehended by you."
Bai Chuan also felt a bit regretful at this time.
How come Fuxi was given such a 'path of no return'?
You still want to knock Di Jun?
Do you want to destroy Di Jun?
You are about to pry Hetu Luoshu over, and you are about to pry over Sun Zhenhuo. What is your next step? Do you want Dijun to become a bald bird?
Fuxi blinked and burst into laughter:
"Forget it, no more joking, let's get this merit back as soon as possible."
Bai Chuan nodded solemnly.
They don't want to get involved in what happens next.
The struggle between the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Court?
It’s better not to mix this kind of thing.
If it weren't for the considerable 'merit', Baichuan wouldn't have organized it.
If the truth wants to achieve merit and spiritual treasure, these are all essential.
Speaking of merit, Bai Chuan felt a little uncomfortable.
The other ‘travelers’ are all using various small inventions to tease the wool of heaven.
Baichuan even built a villa and all kinds of 'modern' things, but he still didn't gain any merit.
All I can say is...no comparison.
"Fellow Taoist, why don't you take a gamble?" Fuxi said with interest.
"What are you betting on?" Bai Chuan held his forehead and smiled helplessly:
"Betting on the outcome of the Heaven and Immortal Court? Do you still need to gamble?"
Fuxi chuckled:
“Now it seems that the advantage lies with Immortal Court.
"Dong Wanggong is very lucky. The Three Immortals Island was included in his pocket, attracting countless powerful people to defect to him, and he also pulled fellow Taoist Queen Mother of the West out of the mountain. Now there are many more powerful people in Immortal Court than fellow Taoist Emperor Jun. few."
"It's all false." Bai Chuan shook his head gently:
"Quasi Sages of Luck, most of them are useless. They are just decorations. To put it simply, when the heaven is established and luck increases sharply, how many quasi-sages of Luck will be piled up out of thin air?"
Fuxi nodded in disbelief.
Qi Luck is a quasi-sage. Although he is a quasi-sage, he is the shame of a quasi-sage.
In the final analysis, the accumulation of luck is not even as perfect as the individual Da Luo.
For example... in the eyes of Bai Chuan and the two of them, although Shi Lie is Da Luo Perfect, but!
The quasi-sage of Qing De and Qi Luck in the Immortal Courtyard is definitely no match for Shi Lie.
There is no doubt about the senses of the two of them.
In terms of strength, there is a world of difference in how to prove the Tao with strength, luck, merit, and these methods.
"Okay." Fuxi shook his head:
"Then the poor Taoist can only go to Senior Brother Laozi."
Shirakawa:"……"
Can you please stop harming my senior brother?
who are you! You are definitely not Fuxi!
So...a thousand years later.
"Three eight-turn golden elixirs." I took out three eight-turn golden elixirs again and said calmly:
"Fairy Court."
Okay, the situation in Heaven is stable.
Bai Chuan and Yuan Shi raised their foreheads and looked at each other with deep helplessness in their eyes.
‘Every bet must be lost—Tai Qing’.
I’m afraid this law cannot be removed.
Bai Chuan touched his chin, thought for a moment, and asked:
"Senior brother, every time you place a bet, can you feel that there is a mysterious force controlling you?"
Bai Chuan really doubted whether I had been given some 'secret method of heaven' or something like that.
Otherwise, how could it be possible that the 'strongest' person at the same time would lose every bet?
I was slightly startled and looked at Bai Chuan in confusion:
"No, everything is for my brother's sake."
"Then it's settled." Fuxi grinned:
"Junior brother can surpass fellow Taoist Emperor Jun."
"Yeah." I nodded:
"Immortal Court has more luck and a deeper foundation. If there is a battle, the chance of victory is nine out of ten."
Lao Tzu's analysis is very reasonable.
However, it is only superficially reasonable.
Judging from three aspects: number of people, luck, and foundation.
Both sides have their advantages.
For example, Dijun's biggest advantage is 'number of people'.
The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, focuses on the word alliance.
In terms of luck and foundation, Immortal Court is naturally superior.
The true force that suppresses luck is naturally different from the force of Di Jun, which has not completely rectified its name.
But...if Di Jun wants to succeed, it seems that he can make another deal!
Bai Chuan blinked and suddenly thought of what to do.
Well, write it down first and discuss it with Di Jun later.
Sure enough, Fellow Daoist Emperor Jun's gold coins are more explosive.
"Brother, there are two junior brothers." Yuan Shi said with a smile:
"Why don't we start practicing the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation as soon as possible?"
"Good." Several people laughed in unison.
"Wait, there's one more thing..." Bai Chuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with joy.
…
Somewhere in the Sun Star Territory.
"Fellow Daoist Bai Ze!"
A familiar shouting voice shocked Bai Ze's heart.
This sound.
Bai Ze turned around suddenly and saw,
A beautiful woman in a yellow dress was standing on a star.
The woman had a smile on her face, two shallow dimples hanging from the corners of her mouth, and a pair of crescent-like eyes blinking and blinking, very bright.
There is some delicate light makeup on her face, but it is a bit... clumsy. Maybe she has just learned it, or maybe she is not very skilled, but it cannot cover up the woman's 'beauty' at all.
Houtu.
Bai Ze chuckled lightly, and then the world was just around the corner. He didn't pay attention to Hong Yun's intention at all, and stood in front of Hou Tu across countless spaces:
"Why are fellow Taoists here?"
Hou Tu pointed his finger on his lips and blinked:
"Hmm...if I say that I miss my fellow Taoist, would you believe me?"
Bai Ze's eyes were dull for a moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his fingers froze unnaturally for a moment.
"Fellow Taoist, you must have thought of Pindao's cooking." Bai Ze replied with a clever smile.
"Hehe." Houtu chuckled and squinted his eyes:
"Can Taoist fellow Taoist give me a good meal?"
"You can do anything." Bai Ze nodded, then took out a full set of tools and started practicing.
The two of them tacitly mentioned nothing about the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races and Zhou Tian Xing Dou.
At the moment of seeing it, everything seemed not very important.