My Disciple's Milk is Fierce

"Is this treating me like a three-year-old child?"

Bei Chenheng sneered in his heart.

But any normal person should understand that the words of superiors cannot be trusted, especially those who are emperors, they have always been valuable and use them.

It's worthless, just kick it aside.

Even one's relatives can be attacked, so how much credibility can they be counted on?
Right now, the only thing I can rely on is the method of sanctification through luck.

If you lose this hole card, what use is there for you?
Luck will not recognize the master.

Anyone in the Beichen clan, as long as they have mastered the method of becoming a saint by borrowing luck, can achieve this step by themselves. If this is the case, what should I do?
To know.

I just abolished my cultivation base!
After losing the law of luck and sanctification, the world is so big that no one has a place to stand on!
"I'm afraid I will disappoint the ancestor."

Bei Chenheng's face remained unchanged, and he said in a calm manner: "The method of becoming a sage by luck is a supernatural power bestowed on the junior by a senior. Whether it can be handed over to the ancestor still needs the consent of the senior."

"Oh?"

in the void.

There was a light oh.

It seems to be a little surprised by this explanation.

After a short pause, Beichenfeng spoke again, and said, "Who is the senior you are talking about?"

"Master of the Sky!"

Bei Chenheng spat out four words.

He said silently in his heart: "Senior, don't blame me, this junior has nothing to do. If you hand over the method of luck and sanctification, you will surely die. I hope the senior can help the junior."

"The owner of the sky machine?"

Beichenfeng's voice clearly carried a hint of doubt.

He searched for the memory in his mind, but after a long time, he didn't have the slightest idea. In his era, no high-ranking person used this name.

"You will entrust me with the method of becoming holy through luck, and there will be an old man from the landlord of Tianji to negotiate!"

The voice of Beichen Peak came again.

"Forgive the younger generation for not being able to do it, but the landlord's predecessors have been involved in good fortune, and their strength is extremely high. Sitting on the ground, they can observe the changes in the world. If the younger generation will entrust the method of becoming a sage through luck to the ancestors."

"I'm afraid it will offend the seniors."

Bei Chenheng's voice paused, and continued: "It's nothing if the junior dies. If the senior blames the Tianyin Dynasty, I'm afraid everyone will be buried for the junior!"

"Are you threatening the old man?"

Beichenfeng's voice cooled down.

He became famous very early, and his strength is extremely powerful. He has cultivated to the peak of the Saint King, and he is only a thin line away from the Great Saint. Such a person naturally has his arrogance.

The most unacceptable thing he could accept was threats. Those who had done this in front of him before would have their graves as tall as three feet.

"This is not a threat, the junior is just stating a fact."

Bei Chenheng shook his head, and said in a low voice: "If the ancestor doesn't believe it, he can go to the Great Wilderness City for a walk. The Tianji Building is in the Great Wilderness City."

Finish saying this.

Bei Chenheng felt a little uneasy.

With the senior's strength, he should have surpassed the Holy King, right?
Back then, I couldn't see the depth of my predecessors at all. People who can do this step are not ordinary people, they should be great sages
Or quasi-emperor.

Um.
Therefore, even if the ancestor goes, 90.00% Jiu is not the opponent of the senior!
"Do you think the word Tianjilou can suppress this old man?"

Beichenfeng was furious.

The breath couldn't help but became thicker by three points, and the terrifying coercion fell, like a big mountain, crashing on Bei Chenheng's body, his whole body's bones creaked.

It seems to be completely obliterated.

Bei Chenheng's complexion suddenly turned pale, sweat seeped from his body, and his clothes were wet.

"If the ancestor doesn't believe it, just search for the soul directly, the method of luck and sanctification is in the mind of this junior!"

Bei Chenheng's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice:

"The ancestor can take a gamble."

"Let's see if the Tianyin Dynasty can resist the anger of that senior!"

"but."

"The younger generation has a saying that can warn the ancestors, if the Tianyin Dynasty's million-year foundation is destroyed, the ancestors will bear the blame!"

"Um??!!!"

In a piece of empty space.

Beichenfeng was sitting cross-legged. When he heard this, his eyes were like lightning, his robe moved without wind, and the terrifying power flowed out like a tide.

Pull out terrifying cracks in the surrounding void!

As if to die.

"Is it the master of the sky?"

Beichenfeng snorted coldly, and said: "So what if the old man walked on once, if the old man finds out that you are deceiving me afterwards, not to mention the throne of the emperor, it will be your life, and the old man will take it away!"

The voice fell.

The pressure on Bei Chenheng immediately dissipated.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. In any case, relying on the banner of his predecessors, he barely passed this level.

But it cannot be said that it has completely passed.

If you want to survive completely, you have to see if the senior is willing to speak for yourself.

"With the means of seniors, you should be able to calculate what happened to juniors today, right?"

Bei Chenheng thought in his heart.

Senior knows everything. If a saint king came to him, how could he not know the cause and effect?
如果
If I have some value in the hearts of my predecessors.

Maybe, the senior will easily save himself.

如果
If one's own value is not enough, seniors may also choose to stand by and watch.

The key point.

It depends on what the elders mean.

Any word of his could be related to his own life!
"Report to the Divine Emperor, the elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land ask to see you!"

While Bei Chenheng was thinking.

outside the temple.

A general in armor strode over. He stood in front of the hall and said respectfully.

"Wave Light Holy Land?"

Bei Chenheng frowned slightly.

This holy place is no ordinary force.

nowadays.

In the whole world, looking at the three thousand states, the strongest combat power in every holy land is the figure of the holy master, but the strongest ancestor of the Yaoguang holy land is the quasi-emperor!
Of course.

A certain holy place is not ruled out, which is relatively low-key.

Even if there is an ancestor of the quasi-di, it is hidden and not exposed.

There are advantages and disadvantages for the Holy Land of the Waving Light to do this. The disadvantage is that the Holy Land of the Waving Light is too strong, and many forces will join forces to fight against the Holy Land of the Waving Light. Even the righteous forces are very afraid.

The good thing is that no one dares to mess with the Holy Land of Waking Light wherever it goes.

No matter how big or small the forces are, they must be given three points.

"What did the elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land come to the Tianyin Dynasty?"

Bei Chenheng couldn't figure it out.

Is it congratulations for me?
As soon as this idea appeared, he threw it out of his mind. He had just been sanctified today, and it took only a few hours to ascend to the throne of God Emperor. No matter how fast this speed spread.

It is also unlikely to spread to the Fluctlight Holy Land.

Even if there are spies from the Yaoguang Holy Land in your dynasty, it will take time for them to send back the news that the other party is rushing over.

Obviously, this time cannot be reached in a day.

"Please come in."

Bei Chenheng stood up, the real energy was circulating all over his body, and the sweat that had just oozed out was immediately wiped away, restoring the majesty of a god emperor.

Outside the hall, the general left.

Soon.

Then he led an old man with gray hair and walked over.

"Hong Yuanshan, the Holy Land of Shaking Light, met Daoist Beichen!"

After Hong Yuanshan entered the hall, he glanced contemptuously at Bei Chenheng, and casually cupped his hands, with a very free and easy attitude, as if this was his own back garden.

"So it's Elder Hong!"

Bei Chenheng spoke indifferently.

The voice is very indifferent, without a trace of warmth.

I have already become the God Emperor of Tianyin, so it's fine if the other party doesn't call him God Emperor, but instead calls him a Taoist friend. This is obviously belittling the Tianyin Dynasty!

If it is the Emperor Tianyin, he will be at the same level as the elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

If he met the Lord of Light, wouldn't he automatically be half a generation shorter?
To know.

These people are all of the same generation, they have competed on the same stage with each other, that's all when they were young, they are all young talents, and their identities can be ignored.

But now, with the passage of time, they are no longer young. Each of them not only represents themselves, but also represents the forces behind them!
Being slapped in the face means that the entire force is being slapped in the face!

"I don't know Elder Hong, what is the so-called Tianyin Dynasty coming from Yaoguang Holy Land?"

Bei Chenheng suppressed the anger in his chest and asked.

The strength of the Tianyin Dynasty is not bad, but it is still not as good as that of the Yaoguang Holy Land. It is hard to say whether they have a quasi-emperor, but one thing is certain.

There are no emperor soldiers in the Tianyin Dynasty!

And the Holy Land of Fluctuations has it!

Based on this point alone, Tianyin Dynasty is not as good as Yaoguang Holy Land.

and so.

Even if he loses face, he still has to endure his anger and try not to provoke the other party.

Can't afford to provoke, or can afford to hide.

"Hong came here not for anything else, but for the method of becoming a saint through luck in the hands of fellow Daoist Beichen."

Hong Yuanshan talked eloquently, with a swipe of the palm of his hand, a jade slip appeared in his hand, and continued: "This time, Hong came here with sincerity, and I will not take anything from anyone for nothing in Shaking Light Holy Land."

"Here is a set of holy-level exercises, which can be exchanged for the method of becoming a sage by borrowing luck from Fellow Daoist Beichen!"

"Elder Hong, are you joking?"

Bei Chenheng said coldly.

A holy-level exercise, do you want to use luck to become a holy method?

How can there be such a good thing in the world?
At best, the holy level exercises can only be cultivated to the holy level in theory, but whether one can reach this point or not depends on one's talent, chance, and understanding!
All three are indispensable!

The method of becoming a saint by luck is different. As long as you understand this supernatural power, and with the help of luck, you can create one or several saints anytime, anywhere!

Comparing the two, the value is clear at a glance.

Moreover.

It's just a holy-level skill. Even if it is the legendary emperor clan, who owns the emperor's scriptures and emperor's weapons, doesn't it mean that if they decline, they will also decline?
Therefore.

In the eyes of the Tianyin Dynasty, holy-level skills are not of great value, and they also have them, and they are not lacking.

"Hong never jokes, and the prestige of the Holy Land can't be tolerated by Hong."

Hong Yuanshan shook his head, looked at Beichenheng, and said indifferently: "So, Fellow Daoist Beichen, do you intend to change, or not?"

"Zhen, if you say no, so what?"

Bei Chenheng said indifferently.

"No way."

With confidence in mind, Hong Yuanshan said with a smile: "But the method of becoming a saint through luck is extremely precious, and now it appears in the hands of Fellow Daoist Beichen. Sooner or later, the news will spread all over the world."

"At that time, the holy lands from all sides will exert pressure. I am afraid that the Tianyin Dynasty will not be able to resist this pressure with only a few bodies!"

"Ah!"

Bei Chenheng sneered, and said, "Don't bother Yaoguang Holy Land with this, the Tianyin Dynasty has its own countermeasures!"

"The countermeasure that Fellow Daoist Beichen said refers to the Tianji Tower?"

Hong Yuanshan spoke again, his voice a few degrees higher, and he said in a deep voice: "Or is it that Fellow Daoist Beichen thinks that a Heavenly Mystery Master can prevent the world's holy places from joining forces?"