I have an altar of luck

Within the diffuse fairy fog, a looming figure sat cross-legged, looking at Chen Yuan, as if thinking about something.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chen Yuan looked around vigilantly to confirm that no one was staring at him, and then slowly walked up to the spiritual root, and slowly put his palm on it.

He didn't have a way to collect the spirit's energy, so he could only collect it with luck according to his past experience.

He has seen the miraculous power of luck several times. Whether he obtained the Taixuan Sutra from the Yang family before or subdued Huangtu in the Cangbing Valley, he relied on the mysterious power of luck.

Closing his eyes, Chen Yuan calmed down, deep in his consciousness, the huge luck altar slowly turned, and a stream of blue luck flowed out from the altar.

Like a swimming dragon, it passed into the arm from the spiritual platform, and then poured into the spiritual root.

"Shhhh..."

The huge spiritual root was shaking, releasing various emotions. The figure in the mist frowned, thoughtful, but did not move, still quietly watching Chen Yuan's movements.

The cyan luck condensed into a palm-sized mysterious vortex within the spiritual root, and streams of fairy spirits poured madly into Chen Yuan's spiritual platform under the traction of this mysterious force.

It was like a gust of cool air that instantly cleared Chen Yuan's spiritual platform.

The lotus of Huashen swayed slowly, as if cheering, the fairy spirit swam around in the altar, and then began to rush towards Chen Yuan's body.

This force is like rain from the sky. Under this force, those injuries on Chen Yuan's body were repaired almost in the blink of an eye, and his blood was throbbing and trembling.

The true essence is spinning, and the Taixuan Sutra is running crazily, blending the true essence with the spirit of the fairy.

It seemed that Chen Yuan's entire body was completely transformed.

As a price, the spiritual root began to cry out, the aura around him was rapidly fading, and the leaves that were originally full of spirituality also began to wither.

"Ahem, kid, it's almost done!"

An old voice came from within the fairy mist.

The vigilant Chen Yuan was startled, and immediately withdrew his palm from the spiritual root, a look of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice:

"Who's spying?"

Chapter 4 and Three: Land Immortal!

Chen Yuan's eyes were full of vigilance, but he was not surprised at all. After he entered this secret realm alone, he guessed that there would definitely be someone peeping here.

The reason why he continued to collect the spirit energy was that it was not to be missed, and it was because he was certain that others would not be able to detect him.

The surrounding mist churned endlessly, and a looming figure gradually appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

It was a fairy-like old man with white beard and hair, bright eyes, dressed in a white robe, two long eyebrows drooping, looking at the fairy root with a painful expression.

Even the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

What shocked Chen Yuan the most was that even though the old man in white was standing in front of him, he still couldn't feel any breath from the other party, as if it was just a breeze blowing by.

Unfathomable!

This kind of aura was something that even Ye Xiangnan, who was called the second in the world, couldn't bring him, although Ye Xiangnan's aura was also unfathomable and out of tune with the surrounding world.

But he can still perceive a magnificent and huge momentum.

But this old man... seems to not exist at all.

Can see, but not feel.

"Junior Chen Yuan has met senior." Chen Yuan bowed very calmly, keeping his posture very low.

The old man in white ignored Chen Yuan, and walked towards the fairy root step by step. The corners of his eyes shook slightly, sensing its declining momentum, took a deep breath, and looked at Chen Yuan:

"Boy, how did you take away the spirit energy from the spirit root?"

"This..." Chen Yuan hesitated for a moment, then said hastily:

"Senior Mingjian, after seeing the spirit root just now, this junior wanted to pick the ascending fairy fruit, but as soon as he put his palm on it, an inexplicable force suddenly poured into the junior's body, and he couldn't control it at all. This... this The force turned out to be the spirit of the spirit."

The old man in white robe took a deep look at Chen Yuan, of course it was impossible to believe what the other party said, but for some reason, he didn't expose it immediately, he just said:

"The celestial energy has been taken away, and the spiritual roots will not be able to bear fruit for 30 years. Boy, how are you going to make up for it?"

Chen Yuan cupped his hands and said:

"No matter what, it's the junior's unintentional mistake, let the senior dispose of it."

"Disposal? Killing you can't make up for this fairy spirit, and I don't think you can get anything good. However, as long as you can tell how to take it away, the old man will be able to expose the matter. Don't use those words to prevaricate the old man, this spiritual root is one of the three great spiritual roots in the world, it is extremely precious, how could it be taken away casually?"

Knowing that the other party didn't see the method of transporting the altar, he was heartbroken and said sincerely:

"Predecessors are clear lessons, everything this junior said is true!"

"Really not?"

"The juniors really don't know."

The old man in white robe stared at Chen Yuan, his eyes flickered with a faint Dao Yun, as if he could see through something, his expression changed, and he said lightly:

"Since you don't want to say it, then promise the old man a request."

"Senior, please speak clearly."

The old man waved his hand and said casually:

"You just have to keep this matter in mind. You can't help this old man with your current cultivation. When the time comes, this old man will find you."

"Junior obeys."

The old man snorted softly:

"Don't act reluctantly, do you know how precious the spirit energy of these three spiritual roots is? Even the True Lord of the Yang God covets this thing very much, and now it's cheap for you."

"The old man is not going to make life difficult for a junior like you."

Thinking of this, the old man felt a pain in his heart. He originally wanted to observe the mysterious boy Ye Xiangnan was talking about closely, and see what the demon monk was planning.

I really didn't expect that the other party would take half of the fairy spirit away.

Of course, when Chen Yuan first started extracting the spirit energy, he could stop it, but after thinking about it, he gave up and decided to give this kid a chance.

It can be regarded as the end of the grievances back then.

I thought I could get a way to extract the fairy spirit from this kid's mouth, but I didn't expect his mouth to be quite stubborn, even when facing him, he still seemed a bit humble.

"Senior is magnanimous."

Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the other party didn't show any hostility, nor did he lose the slightest aura, but for some reason, when facing this person, he always felt like he was facing the world.

As if he was just a mere ant under the heaven and the earth.

"This knife is not bad."

The old man in white robe waved his hand, and the Emperor Butcher Knife on Chen Yuan's back fell into his hand in an instant.

You know, when Huang Tudao faced Jiang He before, he showed a very strong aura of ferocity, and he was unyielding even when Jiang He raised his hand to suppress him.

But now, it's completely different.

It seems that Huang Tu Dao is not a fierce weapon, but a magic weapon that has been nurtured for a long time.

"Soldier of the Five Tribulations." The old man in white robe nodded slightly, and said casually:

"Is it from Ouyang Yezi's hand?"

"Senior Huiyan, this saber was indeed taken from the Valley of Hidden Soldiers."

"Hundreds of years of planning, it belongs to your hands, it is really a great luck." The old man shook his head.

Then, his eyes swept over the few poems on the Huangbutcher Knife, and he chuckled lightly:

"Ambition is not small."

Chen Yuan was speechless, pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said:

"You still don't know the name of the senior?"

The old man raised his head, returned the Emperor Butcher Knife, and said calmly:

"Old man... Lu Chengfeng!"

"Lu Chengfeng!!!"

Chen Yuan's eyes were terrified, and he looked at the terrifying old man in front of him in disbelief. He had seen this name in anecdotes before, and he was a person hundreds of years ago.

And this name, and a title.

Emperor Wu!

That is the origin of Emperor Wudi City in the East China Sea.

It was he who created Emperor Wu City by himself, making it one of the top ten immortal gates in Jianghu, and dominating the East China Sea. Just the word 'Emperor' can tell how terrifying its power is.

And the other party is still alive!

You know, according to what Ye Chenbai said before, Emperor Wu City was founded not long after the former Chu court established the country, and so on, isn't it true that this person has lived for more than 800 years!

The longest-lived person ever recorded in Jianghu is Peng Zu. He also lived for more than 800 years, but he has not been heard from for hundreds of years.

It is rumored to have already fallen.

And Peng Zu, that is the real pinnacle of martial arts, a strong man in the sixth realm.

The real fairy of the land!

It is unimaginable that the old man in front of him is actually a real immortal on land, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems... also reasonable.

The opponent's aura is even more immeasurable than Ye Xiangnan's, and his strength must be stronger than Ye Xiangnan's. The opponent is already the Yangshen Zhenjun on the supreme list, so it is reasonable for him, the first generation of Wudi city lord, to be in the sixth realm.

Then think about the fairy mountain in Emperor Wudi City being shrouded in fairy mist all day long...

"I have seen Senior Wudi."

Chen Yuan, who came back to his senses, hurriedly bowed and cupped his fists.

There was some reminiscence in Lu Chengfeng's eyes, and he whispered:

"Emperor Wu...hehe...how many years ago did you call him?"

"Senior is mighty and famous, even if thousands of years pass, the world will never forget the name of senior." Chen Yuan said in a deep voice.

Lu Chengfeng:

"Okay, no matter how flattering you are, don't forget what you promised the old man."

"This is natural. This junior has always kept his word. Seniors can rest assured that this junior has lost some fairy spirit unintentionally. He will make up for it in the future."

"Let's wait until you become a true king first." Lu Chengfeng waved his hand.

"Senior, junior, I don't know if I should ask a question?" The Emperor Wu in front of him didn't have any condescending attitude, and Chen Yuan gradually began to probe.

"Ask, I haven't talked to anyone for a long time, and I will chat with you today."

"Wudi City decides to enter the list of immortals, why?"

Lu Chengfeng pondered for a moment:

"Let the rivers and lakes be more interesting, it's really meaningless after so many years."

Chen Yuan: "..."

Naturally, he wouldn't believe it if he coaxed the ghost.

"Knowing too much is not good, it will lead to death," Lu Chengfeng looked at Chen Yuan with a half-smile, and suddenly said such a sentence.

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, knowing some secrets about the world, the other party might not tell him, and immediately said:

"The younger generation has found that their memory has become worse and worse in recent days. They always forget some old people. If they didn't deliberately read the things they wrote down before, they would almost forget them. Seniors know the past and the present. Do you know why?"

Lu Chengfeng stared at him with deep meaning, and said casually:

"Secrets cover up."

"Senior, please speak clearly." Chen Yuan looked solemn.

He really has a lot of curiosity about his own life experience, and with the deepening of his cultivation, he understands more and more the horror of forgetting some things unconsciously.

He didn't really want to explore his life experience. After all, when he came to this world, he was a different person, and he didn't have much obsession with the past.

But don't want to be ignorant either.

When communicating with Mrs. Xu before, the other party said that she seemed to have seen him somewhere and felt that he was very familiar, but Chen Yuan prevaricated.