"White, green, blue, red, purple, even among mortals, my luck is extremely unlucky."
Li Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. Facing this depressing fact, he didn't have much trouble in his heart.
The so-called luck is just one of the factors that can affect a person's destiny and the opportunities he gets. For Li Fan, who can reincarnate repeatedly, if opportunities don't come, he can find them by himself. As long as they are not the kind that will lead to all kinds of bad luck,
The variable black disaster does not have much impact.
Li Fan practiced according to the practice method of "Destiny is Mine" for a short while. Then he couldn't help but frown slightly and stopped.
"After all, it's just relying on a feather. Compared with the real black bird, the progress is too slow. And there is no noble person like Xu Ke to draw luck from. I'm afraid I won't be able to develop into a mature person in hundreds of years just by practicing so stupidly.
Good luck comes."
"Luck, huh..."
His practice was frustrated, and Li Fan instantly changed his mind.
"With the help of Huanzhen, I don't need any luck at all because I can foresee things beforehand."
"Luck and fate are entangled, corresponding to the sky, and flowing through the world. If it is exposed, it is a flaw. Maybe one day it will be plotted by a monk who is good at this..."
Li Fan's heart moved, and he took it into consideration.
Using his magical powers, he did not choose to nourish his own luck this time. Instead, he instilled all his already weak luck into the black bird feathers in his body.
From Li Fan's perspective, a small vortex seemed to appear on his body. The thin white smoke column struggled for a moment before it could no longer resist and was sucked into it.
Perhaps because his luck was extremely thin, Li Fan didn't feel the slightest discomfort until it was completely absorbed.
Now, even if Li Fan uses the magical power of the destiny black bird, he cannot observe the existence of the destiny smoke column above his head.
It was as if he was the legendary "unlucky man".
"All good luck and chance have nothing to do with it, but conversely, without luck backlash, the possibility of encountering disasters is also greatly reduced."
Observing the black bird feathers in the dantian again, after absorbing Li Fan's luck, it seemed to be a little brighter than before.
"After all, I am not a truly unlucky person. Even if my luck dissipates for a while, it will be regenerated with daily activities. But I can use this feather to absorb my luck again."
"At critical moments, the luck accumulated in Xuan Yu can be unleashed together, and it may be possible to turn decay into a magical effect."
His thoughts changed quickly and he straightened out his thoughts. Li Fan was very satisfied with what he had gained from this Fallen Fairyland.
After some research, it seems that it will take more than a year before I can re-enter.
"Tianjian Sect..."
"In the first two scenes, Mr. Bai vaguely played an important role. I just don't know what the Tianjian Sect's sword-making has to do with him."
After a while, Li Fan suppressed his thoughts.
When he was wandering in the Fallen Immortal Realm, Liu San had informed all the monks of the sect on how to enter it.
When they heard that they could return to the ancient times through an alternative method, the disciples were very excited and tried it with great enthusiasm.
The time and space you enter are also all kinds of strange and omnipresent.
After they woke up, Liu San ordered someone to collect and sort out their knowledge one by one. In Liu San's view, this Fallen Fairyland was simply a huge treasure house, a free trial secret realm. If used well, it could greatly speed up the healing process.
The revival process of Wang Zong.
After Li Fan came out and learned about this, he also organized and distributed the "strategies" he had read in the Zixunxian section to everyone, so that the disciples could explore more efficiently.
Regarding the harvest in the Fallen Fairy Realm, Liu San once proposed that the disciples should hand it over uniformly, and Li Fan would make overall distribution.
But it was rejected by Li Fan.
Stealing people's opportunities is like killing their parents. The blood relationship has not reached the point where you can treat others as slaves. For some trivial interests, if you arouse the rebellious heart of the disciples, it will simply be more than the gain is worth the loss.
"Put stability first in everything." Li Fan told Liu Sandao again.
Li Fan quietly left the Valley of Immortality amid Liu San's praise of "Young master's character is worse than mine."
Traveling through the white mist, when he was about to return to the normal territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, he suddenly discovered that outside the white mist barrier, there was a group of Nascent Soul monks patrolling and on guard.
Apparently it was caused by the previous harassment and attacks by the Five Elders Association.
With a slight smile, Li Fan quietly bypassed them and headed straight to Luo Yanzhou.
The target was none other than Han Yi, who had turned into a stone statue.
Li Fan didn't know what had happened to Han Yi, but the stone statue he transformed into was really a bit evil.
Li Fan had made some inquiries in the Tianxuan Mirror before. It had been a long time since the incident, and the number of monks passing by him was unknown.
But none of the monks could discover Han Yi's existence.
Not to mention the fact that the fossilized statue he made was constantly devouring the fate of the surrounding creatures.
Judging from the various clues collected, the scope of Han Yi's influence is slowly increasing.
It is conceivable that if he does not wake up, one day, the entire Luoyan Prefecture may be affected.
Even if Li Fan knew about this before and had not resisted the method of absorbing luck, he would not put himself in danger to find out what happened.
But now that I have obtained the Destiny Xuanyu and can better use the magical powers of the Xuanniao, I can try one or two.
More than ten days later, Li Fan came to the mortal town in his memory.
It was here not far outside the city that Han Yi was stared into stone by the fisherman.
At this time, this mortal city was obviously within the scope of the Han Yi stone statue.
Li Fan looked around and saw the smoke pillars of luck above the heads of all the mortals. No matter what quality they were, there was a thick black entanglement on them.
The specific manifestation is that all the people in the city are plagued by bad luck and everything goes wrong.
Falling down and getting injured for no reason while walking are all considered minor. Choking to death while eating, failing in business, and losing their families and families are not a few. Some mortals have noticed that something is not right in this place recently and want to escape.
But often halfway through, they die unfortunately due to various inexplicable reasons.
Li Fan observed in the air for a while. When mortals died, the smoke pillars of luck above their heads instantly dissipated.
But the entangled black took this opportunity to feast and devour them all. After a full meal, it suddenly disappeared, and it was unknown where it went.
"interesting."
When Li Fan was thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if something was coming towards him quickly.
His complexion changed slightly, and he dodged for an instant, finally barely escaping a sword light.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
The sword light passed by Li Fan and bombarded the mortal city below.
"boom!"
In an instant, the entire city was destroyed by the light of the sword. All the mortals in the city were dead before they could even utter a cry.