"Elder... Is there any way to help the younger generation get rid of the crisis?"
"There is only one way. It depends on whether you dare."
"Senior, please say."
Yang Xuan looked respectful and listened attentively.
The middle-aged man in front of him, named liudao, was the former owner of reincarnation Wu soul. He was very likely to be a supreme fairy king. Since he said he had a way, he would certainly be able to do it.
"Self pollution gas transportation. If we can self pollution gas transportation, we can completely get rid of each other''s control."
The middle-aged man said.
"Self pollution gas transportation..."
Yang Xuan''s face changed greatly. Everyone has his own luck, either high or low. Some people are born extraordinary, and their cultivation is smooth. Some people even find treasures and opportunities wherever they go.
Of course, there are also people with extremely low popularity. In short, it is extremely bad luck. Bad things often happen around them. It is not too much to describe them with ill fated and frequent disasters.
Yang xuanzhi''s color change is precisely because he knows the importance of Qi luck. Once he really pollutes Qi luck, it will be difficult to practice in the future, and his life will be in danger.
"Well, you can dare to pollute your own air transportation. The air transportation is too mysterious, but it can be summarized into five levels: Heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow and all. Ninety nine percent of those who can become immortals have great air transportation above Xuanpin. If you pollute your own air transportation, your air transportation grade is not even as good as all products, so you try to change your life against the sky and go to the fairyland, and there is almost no hope."
Hearing the speech, Yang Xuan''s face became suddenly bright and dark. After half a ring, he gritted his teeth and said, "among our generation, we should face the difficulties and not be afraid of all difficulties and obstacles. Please help me."
"Ha ha, that''s right. It''s worthy of being selected by me."
The middle-aged man burst into laughter and waved into a mysterious brilliance towards Yang Xuan''s body.
This brilliance has no attack power, but it can arouse people''s luck.
Qi luck, that is, luck and destiny, can''t be seen or touched from the point of view, but driven by the middle-aged man, Yang Xuan impressively found a purple light the size of a fist on his head.
"Purple luck!"
Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows. He never knew that his luck showed such a color.
"The four colors of purple, cyan, blue and green respectively correspond to the dark yellow of heaven and earth. As for all goods, there is no color."
The middle-aged man smiled.
"So, the younger generation has good fortune."
"Yes, you are evil, and the blood of the demon emperor is flowing in your body. It is normal to have Tianpin luck, but after all, it is Tianpin luck. There are not many young people like you in the whole fairy world."
The middle-aged man said.
Yang Xuan didn''t speak. He stared at the purple air mass on his head, vaguely realized that it contained a strange gray light spot, and immediately frowned tightly.
"That''s..."
"This immortal seed is left by the person who calculated you. When you enter the supreme day, this thing will be inspired by itself, and the person who calculated will find out your position..."
Although the middle-aged man didn''t go on, Yang Xuan also understood what would happen next. The other party deliberately left life in his body. He obviously harbored evil intentions. If he didn''t practice well all his life, he would make wedding clothes for others.
"Hateful!"
Yang Xuan''s face was ugly. This feeling of being calculated so far made him very unhappy and extremely frightened.
"Don''t be afraid. This person should not be aware of the wrong now. Maybe the other person just read it casually and left you this fruit."
The middle-aged man said.
"What do you mean by Tao Guo?"
Yang Xuan asked.
"The immortal way is to cultivate immortals and refine fruits. It is extremely difficult to go further in the realm of the Immortal Emperor. Some of them have found another way to win his popularity and carry the fruit to a higher level, so as to enter the realm of saints."
The middle-aged man paused and said, "immortals become saints, which is different from the transcendental saints in all fantasy worlds. That''s a real saint. Let''s say, the Immortal Emperor also falls one day, and the saint will be immortal forever and will never experience the catastrophe of the five decline of heaven and man."
"It turns out that the younger generation was plotted by an Immortal Emperor..."
Yang Xuan was surprised and angry. He didn''t care about becoming a saint. That''s not what he can dabble in now. He only knew that the person who calculated him was really an Immortal Emperor.
"The Immortal Emperor''s calculation really thinks highly of me!"
After all, Yang Xuan was more angry. He was angry that he was too weak. If not, he would kill the immortal world and find out the schemer in one fell swoop.
"As an Immortal Emperor, the other party''s accomplishments are much higher than mine. If I were in the immortal world now, I would definitely not dare to help you pollute your own luck. That would only harm you."
The middle-aged man sighed. When he first saw that Yang Xuan was still a black giant egg, he slightly calculated that Yang Xuan had been calculated since his previous life, but he didn''t expect that the person who calculated Yang Xuan was an Immortal Emperor at that time.
In fact, there are few people who can be calculated by an Immortal Emperor in ancient times, and if such people can''t get rid of each other''s calculations, they will face great disaster sooner or later.
"It''s a blessing for the younger generation to meet the elder today."
Yang Xuan took a deep breath and soon calmed down. He was also very grateful to the middle-aged man.
"You''re welcome. Your fate with me is not shallow. I will try my best to help you."
While talking, the middle-aged man grabbed Yang Xuan with one hand. No, it should be said that he grabbed the purple light on Yang Xuan''s head.
It was Yang Xuan''s purple luck. The middle-aged man didn''t know what kind of body he used. He stubbornly lightened the color of the purple air mass.
Purple, lavender, and then it changed to dark cyan and light cyan. With such a fragrant Kung Fu, Yang Xuan''s aura turned completely colorless.
Air transport is colorless, which means that Yang Xuan''s air transport has fallen to fanpin.
However, it was not over yet. Under the control of the middle-aged man, the colorless air mass gradually turned into lacquer black. The deep black was like a mass of ink, which shocked Yang Xuan.
"This is black luck. There is such terrible luck in the world."
If purple luck is the luck of heaven, then this black luck is the opposite of the luck of heaven. It is much lower than ordinary luck. People with this color of luck can definitely be regarded as the most unlucky people in the world.
However, there is also an advantage, that is, the slightly invisible gray spot in the air transport light mass has now been completely covered up.
In other words, even if you enter the supreme realm now, the other party can no longer spy on your position.
Thinking so, Yang Xuan felt a little relieved again.
"Black luck is the unique skill of the black emperor. It once shocked the fairy world in the past. I didn''t expect to use it on you today."
The middle-aged man said with a little emotion: "in the fairy world, everyone is afraid of the black emperor, only because the black luck is too terrible. In addition, for people under the immortal, there is another alias'' there is no hope of becoming an immortal ''!"
Yang Xuan was silent. Although there was no hope for black Qi to become an immortal, it gave him a sense of security. For him, security was the top priority. As for whether it was possible to become an immortal in this life, it was later.