It's okay not to know that An Qingli has great luck, but he does know that she has great luck, and maybe her luck is even higher than that of Yue Hongyun, so how can he not be worried.
Qiu Xuanjing clasped his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "Lu Xian'er only chose men to attack before. I'm afraid it was because those male cultivators promised her something, so she could attack with peace of mind, thinking that she would be less burdened with the cause and effect. But it's different now, then Lu Xian'er
Still half a man."
Naturally, An Qingli would not leave the sect at the cusp of such a storm, but if Lu Xianer did not show up for a thousand years, she would be imprisoned in the sect for a thousand years.
The Black Dragon and Lu Xianer are always a troublesome problem.
Qiu Xuanjing spoke forcefully and continued: "Be careful and stay in the sect and don't go anywhere."
"Tsk tsk." Little Pegasus was also extremely worried, "What if Lu Xian'er, who is neither male nor female now, eats both men and women, then we will be in big trouble."
Male and female?
An Qingli frowned slightly.
However, I don't know whether the black dragon and Lu Xian'er are symbiotic, or whether the black dragon has completely occupied Lu Xian'er's soul.
Everything is hard to say now.
If the black dragon completely swallows Lu Xian'er's soul, it is hard to say whether he can continue to win luck.
Qiu Xuanjing stared at the worried An Qingli, and then said: "Make a list of people with great luck. I will find ways to keep them in the sect as much as possible."
An Qingli said: "Uncle Master, there is nothing wrong with such an arrangement in such an emergency period, but when will this end? We cannot let the powerful people in the sect stay in the sect for a day just because the black dragon is here.
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This question is for those who are very lucky in the sect, and also for An Qingli himself.
Although the black dragon is indeed a threat, the age of several decades is the most critical stage for going out to experience, increase your knowledge, and sharpen your mentality. You cannot waste it in the sect for a long time.
"What should we do?" Qiu Xuanjing snorted, "Are they allowed to benefit Black Dragon or Lu Xian'er? If I, the sect leader, don't do anything, why should I be the sect leader?"
Speaking of which, Qiu Xuanjing also had some regrets.
If I had known earlier, I should have revealed the matter of Lu Xianer's loss of luck to the ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger.
If the ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger knew about Lu Xian'er's luck-stealing magic, he might directly take action and kill Lu Xian'er and Black Dragon.
But this ninth-level Thunder Winged Tiger, the king of the jungle, has actually been a vegetarian for thousands of years, and he also practices Buddhism and won't even step on an ant. Who would believe it?
An Qingli didn't see many people in the sect, and apart from the Master Peak of the Spiritual Medicine Peak, there was also the fighting arena on the Wanfa Peak.
In addition, there was not much luck in the world, so An Qingli told Qiu Xuanjing a few names.
There are master Mu Sheng, herself, Yue Hongyun, Sui Zhen, Ji Xiaopeng, Shangshan Mian, Wu Xingyun, and Patriarch Qi Si.
"Well, so few?" Qiu Xuanjing was a little surprised.
"Quite a few." An Qingli said seriously.
"Without me?" Qiu Xuanjing felt happy but also a little disappointed.
An Qingli could only comfort him: "Uncle Master, a person's luck is not static. Maybe at a certain stage, your luck will improve."
Like Ji Xiaopeng, after meeting An Qingli, his luck climbed from first-level purple to second-level purple, and the trend continued upward.
Qiu Xuanjing felt a little relieved, but then asked in confusion: "Why is there no such thing as your cousin, An Qingjin?"
That boy An Qingjin should have good luck, otherwise how could he wash the spiritual grass first and then find a Taoist companion with great luck.
Wu Xingyun is on the list, but An Qingjin is not, which is really weird.
An Qingli pondered and said: "My cousin is probably the kind of person who is lucky enough to make a fortune occasionally. He may be experiencing ups and downs at this stage, which is not a great fortune. For example, he almost lost his cousin Wu Xingyun."
"That's true." Qiu Xuanjing nodded, but couldn't help but asked curiously, "Who is more lucky, you or Master Qi?"
An Qingli said with a smile: "No comment."
"Then who has more luck, you or Yue Hongyun?" Qiu Xuanjing asked again.
An Qingli continued to remain tight-lipped: "No comment."
"You must keep your mouth shut." Qiu Xuanjing waved his hand towards An Qingli, "Go back to Grandmaster Peak and Spiritual Medicine Peak and tell your master and half of your disciples to go there. Don't run around yourself, otherwise I will really lock you up with iron chains.
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An Qingli held his hands and Yufeng left the sect's meeting hall.
Little Huzi sat in the spirit beast bag and sighed. He was not free even when he reached the golden elixir stage, and he was still treated like a child.
An Qingli said: "If it makes sense, you should listen. It's just that the black dragon is a hidden danger after all."
Xiao Lingxi blinked his big eyes and said: "What if the black dragon becomes arrogant and takes away the great luck regardless of cause and effect?"
The little Pegasus shook his long hair and said: "It's all about great luck, how can it be so easy for the other party to take away luck. Besides, the black dragon is a murderer. If you take luck and get killed, it's better to be killed directly.
Either way, they're both dead, so the difference doesn't seem to be that big."
"That's right." Xiao Huzi also agreed, "For most people, they prefer the black dragon to seize luck rather than killing indiscriminately. After all, there will not be so many people who die by seizing luck. If not long ago, the black dragon and I
If our ancestors really start fighting, how many people will die in Luofeng City?"
The destructive power of fighting in the Mahayana realm is unimaginable.
The clan-protecting formations of those families in Luofeng City are of no use.
What's more, many people don't have time to hide in the clan-protecting formation, and many people don't care about the clan-protecting formation at all. It is a good thing to have a low-level formation to protect themselves.
If the dragon and the tiger really fight, the consequences will be many times more serious than the ghost resentment butterfly in the Buddhist country.
Xiao Lingxi, who is getting better and better at composing words and sentences, said thoughtfully: "In that case, if the black dragon only takes away luck, it would be a relatively good thing, sacrificing a small number of people and saving most people."
"You can't say that." Xiao Jintan disagreed, and the old master said generally, "They are all killing people for no reason. It doesn't matter whether they kill more or less. Whether the black dragon steals luck or kills indiscriminately, he is doing evil and should be scorned.
Sooner or later it will bear consequences, we will wait and see."
Xiao Lingxi said worriedly: "Then if the black dragon continues to seize luck and reaches the fifth level of purple luck, will it succeed in ascending?"
"Theoretically yes." Little Pegasus certainly believed in his theory of luck, "The fifth stage of purple luck is originally the luck of ascension."
"How is that possible?" Xiao Huzi disagreed at all and immediately retorted, "If it wants to ascend, it needs the Ascension Pill. Where did it get the Ascension Pill? Will it have to compete with the Grandmaster in the future?"
"Eh!"
Several little ones exclaimed at the same time.
An Qingli's heart skipped a beat as he listened to the discussion of the little ones.
The little Pegasus immediately said: "Bah, bah, crow's mouth, don't say that."
Little Huzi realized that he had made a mistake, so he quickly pouted several times.