After listening to Shenxiao Shengzhu's answer, the old Taoist admitted that he was persuaded.
That's right, in a small spirit stone workshop like the Wanling Garden, two great treasures were unearthed in succession.
Moreover, the one who opened these two treasures turned out to be a young boy.
In addition to being blessed with great luck, the son of luck who has won the grace of heaven alone
The old Taoist really couldn't find a second explanation.
He asked: "Brother, didn't you say that there are two possibilities? What is the second one?"
The Lord of the Heavenly Firmament paced peacefully in the main hall, surrounded by thunder and immortal light.
At this moment, his gaze became deeper and wiser than before.
He took a deep breath, his originally indifferent tone was trembling, obviously his mood fluctuated again.
"The second possibility is that this young man is not a swindler."
The old Taoist was slightly taken aback: "You mean, he is really the master of spiritual veins?"
Lord Shenxiao shook his head: "No, that's not what I meant."
"I mean his luck may be higher than we imagined!"
"If it is said that he obviously does not have advanced spiritual skills, but he picks out a piece of ore for someone."
"That ore can burst out ten times the profit, and there will be no misses in dozens of times."
"This shows that his luck may be stronger than that of the Zifu Shengzi!"
"I'm afraid this can no longer be described as a child of luck."
"It's not too much to call him the Son of Heaven!"
…
The old Taoist shook his head and said with a dry smile, "Junior Brother, are you all right?"
"How could there be such exaggerated luck in this world?"
"This, this is completely unreasonable!"
Lord Shenxiao shook his head indifferently: "So I told senior brother that you are fine and read more books."
"Never use the thinking of ordinary lucky people to try to figure out the monstrous lucky people."
"Have you forgotten how those masters of the spiritual veins became obsessed?"
"I have a file here, brother, you might as well take a look."
After finishing speaking, Holy Master Shen Xiao moved his mind slightly, and sent a message to the old Taoist priest.
"Here is the record of the life experiences of all those with great luck in the Eastern Wasteland for nearly ten thousand years."
"Look, there is someone who fell off a cliff and was inherited by the ancient emperor."
"I was captured by the demon saint and put him to sleep while his blood was evolving."
"Other people picked up an ordinary ring, and there was actually the remnant soul of Emperor Zhun inside."
"These people all have one thing in common, that is, they have a smooth journey."
"As long as they are here, any big opportunity will always be theirs."
"Do you dare to rely on your high cultivation to snatch their opportunities?"
"Sorry, there is a high probability that I will be counter-killed."
"Does that make sense to you?"
Lord Shenxiao paced back and forth in the hall of the Holy Lord: "So senior brother, read more books."
"When you read a thousand biographies of people with great luck, you will find that there are no weird things in the world."
"Some people are born to be loved by the Dao, but the Son of the Zifu is shocking the world."
"But this seat believes that he is by no means the only son of luck."
"This young man may not be under him!
…
hiss!
After listening to Shenxiao Shengzhu's analysis, the old Taoist gasped.
Well, no wonder I am a senior brother, but you are the Holy Master in the end!
This brain is indeed more flexible than that of my brother.
But you haven't even seen him face to face, so you are so sure that he is the son of luck
The old Taoist said helplessly: "Junior brother, what if your guess is wrong!"
The thunder and immortal light kept surging, and the Holy Master snorted coldly: "It's ridiculous."
"I have cut off the realm of the unity of the seven emotions and the harmony between man and nature, and I have gained great wisdom. How can I make a wrong guess?"
The old Taoist curled his lips, always feeling that the state of his second junior was a bit unstable.
In order to complete "Using the Body to Transform Calamity", he practiced the incomplete Sutra of Mending Heaven.
Now that I can't get out, I still have to be my brother's daily emotional stimulus.
In order to retain the last trace, as a human being's emotional fluctuations.
The old Taoist said helplessly: "It's okay to speculate wrongly. According to the ancestor's teaching, this kid can also be a holy son."
"By the way, there is another one in the ancestral precepts, that kid has the right to ask to marry a saint."
"That's your own daughter, don't you feel reluctant?"
…
The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Firmament stood indifferently, his eyes were still deep, and there was a light of wisdom shining in them.
His voice was still indifferent: "If Xi'er stays with him, he won't suffer in the future."
The old Taoist smiled and said, "That's Fang Chang! I feel that he might fight this kid desperately."
Lord Shenxiao said calmly: "For his safety, I will remind him."
The old Taoist seemed to have thought of something, and said, "That's not right! This kid is so important, why don't you let me teach him?"
Holy Master Shenxiao: "It is because he is very important and can even make our sect rise like the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, so we cannot worship you as a teacher."
Old Taoist#: "The surname is Zhang, are you sure you have no feelings?"
Lord Shenxiao said indifferently: "Let's do it! Brother, you give me the dragon and tiger."
"Then I would like to trouble you to accompany Xi'er on a trip to the Great Yan Kingdom in person and bring this son over."
"How about letting him choose who to worship as his teacher when he arrives at the Holy Land?"
The old Taoist rolled his eyes, thinking that there was nothing wrong with it.
The old Taoist first went to Dayan Kingdom to establish a good relationship with this kid, coercing and luring him.
First set up a master-student relationship with this kid, and cook raw rice and cooked rice.
Let's take another formality, just reject the stupid junior brother.
It just so happens that I have been practicing the Firework Sutra recently, and no matter how I earn Lingshi, it is not enough to spend.
After accepting this good apprentice, the old Taoist can rub his luck from time to time.
At that time, I'm still afraid of going out to loot... Can't find a good treasure during the training
Thinking of this old Taoist priest, he was so excited that he let go of his girl and ran outside.
"My son of heaven, good disciple, wait for the master's favor!"
"Long Hu Pei will let the senior brother here first, and pass it on to you."
After finishing speaking, the figure of the old Taoist priest had disappeared outside the door.
Three streaks of golden light shot out and submerged into the body of the Holy Spirit.
The Lord of the Divine Firmament looked at the back of the old Taoist priest, and the spirit of thunder and immortality calmed down.
"Brother, you have not changed after all these years, you are not mature at all."
"Yun Xi is my daughter, how could Shen Tian worship you as his teacher!"
The Holy Master walked slowly to the gate of the Holy Master Hall, looking into the distance with deep eyes.
"The taboo chapter has finally returned to its place, and the day of revival of my holy land in the sky is not far away!"
…
The words are divided into two ends, Dayan Kingdom Lanxin Palace.
Shen Tian didn't know that the Holy Master of the Holy Land of the Heavenly Firmament had already identified him as the son of luck.
At this time, Shen Tian is working hard to study the improvement and advancement of Xuanwu Armor!
After several hours of unremitting efforts, Shen Tian felt that it was very effective.
After borrowing the structure of the basalt armor, he upgraded the black rhino armor.
Finally, the Black Rhino Armor Body Protector Shenlei could only hold on for less than three minutes.
Now it can last for three and a half minutes without disintegration.
Well, sure enough, Xuanwu will last longer.
Anyway, if you encounter a physical situation in the future, it depends on whether the opponent is strong or not.
If the strength is mediocre, His Highness will directly greet the Black Rhinoceros Armor, which is a half-meat show.
If the strength is stronger, my Highness will use Xuanwu anti-armor body protection, shoot Renshui God Thunder and fly a kite.
Then call Eunuch Gui, Xiao Gao, and Jiu'er to fight each other in groups.
It would be embarrassing if the opponent's cultivation base was extremely strong.
Directly the sword master ordered to open up, krypton gold nuclear strike!
One word, steady!
…
After determining the combat strategy, Shen Tian stopped for the next few days.
He didn't want to make any more fuss, so he stayed quietly in Lanxin Palace every day to practice.
Tired of practicing, he wandered around the palace with the Nine Sons Rosary, enjoying a quiet life.
In this orderly life, two days are fleeting.
The farewell ceremony for the sixth prince Shen Ao has begun.
(end of this chapter)