"Su...Su Chen, what do you want to do?"
Ancestor Wenshan shivered all over and said in a trembling voice.
At this moment, Lord Cihang quietly took several steps back, trying to hide where Su Chen couldn't see him.
He had a strong feeling in his heart that something bad was going to happen next. .??.
However, it was a good thing that he didn't move. His movement immediately attracted the attention of Patriarch Wenshan.
"Ah, Cihang, why are you here? Please save me quickly... We have been friends for hundreds of years, you won't refuse to save me until death, right?"
Ancestor Wenshan felt his heart tremble and said in a trembling voice.
"I, I don't know..."
Before Lord Cihang finished speaking, he heard a cold snort.
"Okay, shut up and listen to me. Now I need the golden gourd of luck, but I don't have it with me. Should you two contribute your own luck, or should I do it myself?"
Extraction?”
A fierce look flashed in Su Chen's eyes.
These two old guys are both masters. If they were killed directly, they could at least contribute four golden gourds of luck to themselves. However, Su Chen was a little reluctant to part with them. After all, keeping them had other great uses.
Therefore, he could only force these two old ghosts to contribute their luck.
"What? Contribute your own destiny?"
Patriarch Wenshan was stunned for a moment, and after he came to his senses, his eyes showed unprecedented horror.
"This can't work. My luck is connected with my great road, heaven and earth. If it is taken away, it will definitely cause the heaven and earth to collapse and the great road will be empty!"
boom!
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Su Chen clapped him over with a big hand without hesitation!
"No……"
Ancestor Wenshan turned pale with fright, gritted his teeth, and forced out a wisp of golden soul blood from the center of his eyebrows.
"That's pretty much it!"
Su Chen felt the power of luck contained in this drop of soul blood, and his face became a little better. He grabbed it with his backhand and took away the drop of soul blood.
"and yours?"
He glanced at Lord Cihang.
"Do I want it too?"
Lord Cihang said with a bitter face.
"Old Ci, look, I'm in a difficult time now, you have to support me!"
Su Chen said with a serious look on his face.
"Do I have a choice?"
Lord Cihang was full of reluctance.
"Yes, you can choose to give me an extra drop of soul blood that contains the power of luck!"
Su Chen raised the corner of his mouth and said.
"I……"
Master Cihang really wanted to spit on Su Chen to death.
But in the end, he endured it.
If this spittle were sprayed over, it wouldn't be something that a drop of luck soul blood could solve.
"Don't worry, I will ask you for this one time."
Su Chen spat and nailed it.
"hope so!"
Master Cihang looked very tired, gritted his teeth, and like Ancestor Wenshan, condensed a drop of luck soul blood and gave it to Su Chen.
Buzz!
The light in Su Chen's hand flashed, and after the two drops of luck soul blood merged together, he extracted the power of luck in each one.
Finally, it turned into a golden gourd of luck.
"Take it!"
He raised his hand and threw the golden gourd of luck directly to the little golden Buddha.
Boom!
On the Supreme List, a vortex suddenly appeared near the projection of the Little Golden Buddha, swallowing up the golden gourd of luck.
"What kind of void art is this..."
Su Chen's eyes shrank and he stared straight at this person who appeared on the Supreme List.
There was a vortex on the top, but after looking at it for a while, he still couldn't figure out the structure.
He vaguely felt that there were too many secrets on this Supreme List.
If you want to live longer, you must throw away this Supreme List, otherwise sooner or later, the people of the Time Spirit Clan will have to plot against you.
"The deposit has been received, donor, just wait for the news!"
The little golden Buddha clapped his hands and prepared to leave.
"No, you have to tell me the whereabouts of that 'Fairy Xuan Ning' first!"
How could Su Chen let the little golden Buddha go like this!
I have given myself a golden gourd of luck, but in the end I am still empty-handed, with no harvest at all. Isn’t this a scam?
"Oh... take it!"
Seeing Su Chen's anxious look, the little golden Buddha smiled even brighter.
He raised his hand and threw the kit in his hand directly.
After Su Chen caught it, he grabbed the kit and opened it. There was only a note inside.
"East Seventh Ring Road, seven-star tombstone?"
Su Chen glanced at the words on the note and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, the figure of the little golden Buddha had already disappeared.
"Fuck you, uncle, you ran away before I even finished speaking?"
Su Chen was so angry that he cursed loudly.
"He's afraid that if he walks too slowly, he'll be punched by you and his projection will be shattered later."
Lord Cihang muttered.
"Humph...am I that kind of person?"
Su Chen's eyes were sharp, he glanced at Lord Cihang and said.
Before Master Cihang could speak, the Wenshan ancestor lying on the ground had already said:
"Of course not. The young master is upright and upright, has a righteous heart, is open-minded in his actions, and is sincere in his treatment of others. He is one of the few pure people in this world. His righteousness shakes the world!"
When Su Chen heard this burst of praise, his sharp eyes suddenly became much gentler.
.
"You're fine!"
He nodded with satisfaction, and just as he was about to say something, Lord Cihang on the side suddenly shuddered.
"Young Master, you are so charming, unparalleled, outstanding in grace, and infinite in scenery. My admiration for you is just like that..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort.
"That's enough. I keep talking about it, but it's always just a few words, and there's nothing new at all!"
Su Chen raised his eyebrows and said coldly.
"I……"
Lord Cihang looked aggrieved.
"Sir, this Cihang is too unprofessional. Let me serve you instead. I promise to make you live a comfortable life every day."
Ancestor Wenshan showed a flattering smile on his face and said.
At this time, he no longer had the arrogance he had before.
After all, Su Chen has used his iron-blooded methods to explain the truth that people must bow their heads under the roof!
"You are not dedicated to your work. You are a bad alchemist. What else do you do besides playing with your medicinal materials?"
Lord Cihang's face was gloomy and he glared at Patriarch Wenshan fiercely.
"I know how to do a lot of things. I know that the young master wants to deal with the immortal clan, so I can give him some advice!"
Ancestor Wenshan has figured out that instead of being imprisoned by Su Chen and being a lamb to be slaughtered, it is better to take the initiative to show his value.
Maybe he can win Su Chen's trust and give himself a chance to escape in the future.
Su Chen raised his eyebrows and said:
"Oh? You can give me some advice, but tell me how to lure out the 'Fairy Xuan Ning'?"
When Patriarch Wenshan heard Su Chen's question, his face lit up and he quickly organized his words.
"Sir, this matter is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say it is simple..."
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This chapter has been completed!