The Ancient Wine and Sword Immortal: I become stronger when I drink!

As soon as Lin Fan arrived at Chaoge, Shen Gongbao placed Lin Fan in a house next to the palace, called the Yingxian Pavilion, which was specially used to entertain the immortal masters from the three mountains and five mountains.

Yingxian Pavilion is nine stories high, with carved beams and painted pillars and painted dragons. It is grand and elegant. The maids and servants have first-class looks and pleasant voices.

Lin Fan was placed in the only room on the ninth floor of the Yingxian Pavilion. This was the highest etiquette for entertaining immortals.

In the [-]-square-meter room, there is a large bath with hot water and flowers, a soft bed, a soft silk couch, and a quiet room with precious incense burning.

He walked to the edge of the room and looked down from the window. The area where Yingxian Pavilion is located is probably the core of Chaoge. The palace can be seen not far away, and most of the people walking on the street below are officials with official status.

"It's a little worse than Biyou Palace." Lin Fan glanced at the room. For ordinary people or some immortals, the room was considered luxurious, but for him who has been on Jin'ao Island all year round, this room was filled with a sense of vulgarity. taste!

He used his qi-gazing technique to look above the palace.

There is an invisible golden dragon hanging above the palace. It has horns, claws, beards and scales. It has four claws under its belly, and each claw has twelve fingers. It is majestic and majestic.

"Golden Dragon of Luck." Lin Fan immediately understood that this was the auspicious sign that protected the Emperor, and was the condensation of the luck of the Great Shang Dynasty.

This Luck Golden Dragon is comparable to the Great Luo Golden Immortal in terms of strength alone. It protects the great businessman Emperor Xin. If an ordinary immortal wants to harm Emperor Xin, he must first pass the Luck Golden Dragon.

But this luck golden dragon is just a condensation of luck, not a living thing.

In Lin Fan's eyes, this Luck Golden Dragon is condensed from a large amount of human luck. It is large but not condensed. An immortal with so much luck can be directly promoted to a quasi-sage, but a Luck Golden Dragon can only perform at the Daluo Golden Immortal level. Strength.

especially……

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed.

He could see the air of twilight and death that penetrated deeply into the bones of the Luck Golden Dragon.

The contemporary emperor of Dashang has entered his twilight years and his life is short.

Boom!

There was a knock on the door.

Lin Fan said: "Come in, the door is unlocked."

A tall, burly old man with a vertical eye between his eyebrows and a fierce look walked in outside the door. He quickly walked up to Lin Fan and said loudly: "Disciple Wen Zhongkowtow to meet my uncle."

Lin Fan slowly turned around and looked at Wen Zhong, his nominal nephew.

Wen Zhong was an imperial uncle of the contemporary Emperor Xin of the Shang royal family. He was also a disciple of the Holy Mother of Jinling. He went to the mountain to practice Taoism for fifty years and became an immortal. However, he cared about the secular world and left Jiejiao. He came down the mountain to become an official in the court.

He glanced at Wen Zhong and his eyes narrowed.

This nephew who was rumored to have become an immortal after practicing Taoism for fifty years is now a Daluo Jinxian, but he is different from the ordinary Daluo Jinxian. Daluo Jinxian is immortal and immortal despite any calamity, and Wen Zhong's body exudes a sense of twilight. .

apathy!

Yes, it has the same twilight energy as the Luck Golden Dragon that protects the Great Merchant Emperor.

Is it the function of human luck?

Lin Fan nodded.

Wen Zhong was neither annoyed nor angry. He had not lost contact with the fellow Taoists of Jie Jiao in these years. He knew that Lin Fan was the fifth true disciple of Jie Jiao and had amazing fighting power. He could not be treated as a casual Daluo Jinxian.

"Uncle Master comes to Chao Ge. The disciples are very frightened. They have already informed the Emperor, who will immediately hold a banquet to welcome him." Wen Zhongdao said, "Uncle Master, if you have any requests, feel free to mention them to the disciples."

Lin Fan glanced at Wen Zhong and said, "Is there any way for me to study luck in the world?"

Wen Zhong seemed to have not thought clearly about Lin Fan's purpose and was confused. He could only follow Lin Fan's words and said: "Uncle is interested in luck? To be honest, uncle, luck is both intangible and tangible. The royal family As soon as a middle-aged person is born, his luck will be with him, and as an official takes office, his luck will be with him. In addition, jade seals, official seals, and ritual vessels used for sacrificial rituals all carry luck and can be regarded as tangible carriers of luck. I will talk about it later. I will give my uncle an official seal as a gift, and the official seal carries a part of human destiny."

"But..." Wen Zhong hesitated slightly, "Uncle Master, as you are the direct disciple of Jiejiao, you should not get too involved with the luck, otherwise you will be bound to the luck of the world and suffer serious consequences."

"For example, the twilight energy in your body and your aging physical soul?" Lin Fan said.

Wen Zhong smiled bitterly: "Yes."

Lin Fan asked doubtfully: "Didn't you say that the Immortal Almighty can bear the price of giving up your luck? If you continue to keep your luck, your life will be in danger."

Wen Zhongdao: "This statement is not absolute. If luck can be calculated by kilograms, a Da Luo Jinxian can afford to give up one kilogram of luck, but if he carries ten thousand kilograms of luck, if he wants to If he gives up this [-] kilograms of luck, the backlash of this [-] kilograms of luck will be enough to make him die ten thousand times."

Lin Fan suddenly understood that everything has a limit.

Wen Zhong's face was full of bitterness: "I am the grand master and emperor's uncle of the Great Shang Dynasty, and I have too much luck. Although these lucks have helped me advance from an ordinary immortal to a Daluo Jinxian in just a few years, if I want to give up Luck, the only thing waiting for me is death."

Lin Fan felt sad.

……

Wen Zhong left.

Not long after, someone sent an official seal.

Lin Fan played with the official seal and looked at it upside down. On it were engraved the words "Seal of General Dingyuan".

General Dingyuan is a military officer with a low position.

He felt the breath in the official seal.

"Photo!"

Lin Fan gave a low shout, slapped the official seal, and took out a ball of golden luck.

He stared intently, this mass of luck was invisible to the naked eye, but it was real.

His consciousness was slightly in contact with this mass of luck.

Buzz!

Noisy and confusing voices rang in Lin Fan's ears, as if tens of thousands of people were talking in Lin Fan's ears at the same time. Some were praying for victory, some hoped that their sons would come back safely from the war, and some were excited about the future. A large territory was conquered.

"It's so noisy!"

Lin Fan cut off his consciousness.

He finally understood what luck in the world was.

Luck in the human world is a combination of the merits of heaven and the thoughts of all living beings. It not only contains a weak will of heaven, but also is contaminated with a large amount of cause and effect. Therefore, immortals who are interested in furthering their spiritual path will not choose to bind their luck.

Because it will involve big cause and effect!

Lin Fan took a deep breath and started his next experiment.

He opened the Jiuxian Gourd and absorbed this mass of human luck into a space inside the Jiuxian Gourd.

"It's up to you, Jiu Xian Gourd. If the Jiu Xian Gourd can purify human luck and remove the thoughts of sentient beings and the weak will of heaven, I can integrate a large amount of heavenly merit."

Lin Fan stared at the Jiuxian Gourd, feeling excited.

Time passed little by little.

Lin Fan sat on the soft silk couch and closed his eyes to relax.

I don't know how long ago.

He opened his eyes.

A mechanical system prompt sounded in my ears.

"Ding! The brewing of Daode Gongde Wine is completed."