Tang Xuanming dozed off after listening to the long list of gifts. He held up his eyelids with one finger and just watched the leading figures from the major martial arts sects and rivers and lakes passing by him. Even if he had completed this grand event,
succession ceremony.
If he hadn't felt the dragon veins in his chest sending him pure dragon energy, he would have given up long ago.
Being on the throne is boring and irritating. God knows why many big shots like this.
But this ritual turned out to be very effective. The dragon veins in the chest continued to transmit pure and strong dragon energy, and became wider and wider.
This shows that his martial arts are recognized by martial arts people all over the world, and Longmai's recognition of him seems to be getting higher and higher.
The dragon energy he absorbed became more and more majestic, and he even vaguely felt like he was one with heaven and earth.
He could feel the energy from heaven and earth pouring into his body crazily as he breathed.
He could even vaguely feel the luck of the different people who came here. He had been studying Feng Shui classics, including the Feng Shui classics of the Song Dynasty, the Feng Shui classics of the Pre-Qin Dynasty, and the Feng Shui classics collected by Xiong Ba on the first floor of the world, but
He has never succeeded in studying.
There is always something missing. Maybe Feng Shui is like martial arts. It can be taught by one sentence, but thousands of books can be faked.
It is difficult to truly understand Feng Shui by just looking at the Feng Shui classics left by the predecessors. If no one leads the way, everything will be empty.
It was only when the dragon veins in the world seemed to truly recognize him that he could vaguely feel the luck flowing directly towards the bullfighting.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear a broken sound clearly in his ears, and the dragon vein that had condensed into substance in his chest became as smooth as jade, then disintegrated and dissipated with the wind.
The void in front of him seemed to become transparent, layer upon layer, and the earth, mountains and rivers could not block his vision.
In a trance, his thoughts kept rising, as if they were flying to the nine heavens.
The fate of the entire Central Plains was displayed in front of him.
Countless luck beams appeared in front of his eyes, showing seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. In his eyes, it seemed as if there were countless rainbows.
Tang Xuanming looked at the world with interest, and Tang Xueming looked at the world with interest, and found that there should be eight colors, and one was white luck, which was the most vast and common luck in the world.
On the land of the Central Plains, this kind of luck is the most common. It is everywhere, forming blanks one after another.
So much so that he actually ignored it at first.
He shifted his gaze to the locations of the ten major sects in the Jianghu, which had been established in the Jianghu for hundreds of years.
I think it should be a long and strong luck.
The results he saw were not beyond his expectations. Most of the ten sects were filled with yellow luck, stretching for tens of feet.
Looking down from a high altitude, it looks more conspicuous.
Shaolin and Wudang, a sect with a longer heritage, all have green luck, and the beam of luck is close to a hundred feet.
And when Tang Xuanming turned his eyes to Japan, his brows wrinkled slightly, and Japan's luck was actually green.
But the luck beam was extremely unstable. Most of it had turned green and was still fading. The top part even turned yellow.
The Luck Light Pillar is not very high either, only tens of feet in length.
"Is it because of me?"
Japan's initial luck was obviously green and very high, much higher than the top ten sects in the world.
But now it is withering badly, and that kind of luck is still dissipating, and it is very likely that it will fall to the yellow level of luck, or even lower.
The highest blue luck in the beginning was undoubtedly when Asami Jutsugiya and the Emperor of Japan stood side by side.
At that time, Japan was at its peak. With its godless force and the ambition of the Emperor of Japan, it was indeed a step ahead of the ten sects in the world with declining talents.
Tang Xuanming looked down at Tianxiahui's luck. Tianxiahui's luck beam was also fluctuating violently, alternating between green and cyan.
"Is it because I just defeated the tyrant and my position is unstable?"
Tang Xuanming was even more keen to discover that as the top martial arts figures in the world congratulated one after another, the beam of luck quickly stabilized, reaching hundreds of feet, and the entire body was thinking about a cyan color change.
There is even a hint of dark blue at the bottom.
"This should be the reason for my strength."
Tang Xuanming confirmed this. In this era of supremacy, personal force value can affect the overall trend of the world.
Compared to Xiongba, his strength is obviously one step closer, and he can make the Tianxiahui's luck a step further.
Tang Xuanming looked at the entire world with this unique vision with great interest. When he accidentally adjusted his vision to the Zhonghua Pavilion, his pupils shrank.
“Total blue luck!!!”
In the direction of the Chinese Pavilion, a thousand-foot-high blue pillar of luck stood on the ground, and that blue pillar of luck was completely different from the others. It was in the shape of a sword.
This special form made Tang Xuanming pause for a moment.
"Is that where Wuming lives in seclusion? Is Wuming at full health so scary?"
With all his vision focused in the direction of the Chinese Pavilion, Tang Xuanming even discovered that the bottom of the thousand-foot-long pillar of luck had been dyed with a hint of purple.
This is the most special color he has seen in this world. Often only the emperors in the palace will wear such a hint of purple, but their luck beams are usually only tens of feet long, and some are even only a few feet long.
Not a top person at all.
It is not even comparable to the ten sects that have been circulating in the world for many years.
In a world where force is paramount, imperial power has been weakened to the extreme and cannot affect the general trend of the world at all.
"Um?"
When Tang Xuanming accidentally saw two blue fortunes hundreds of feet high among the congratulatory people from the World Congress, he couldn't help but be startled.
Then his condescending gaze suddenly dropped, and the condescending gaze suddenly returned to his body.
But he couldn't forget the last scene he saw.
The two blue strands of luck hundreds of feet high were entangled with each other, constantly colliding fiercely.
Sometimes the two light beams vibrate violently at the same time, causing them to dissipate due to this terrible impact.
Sometimes they suddenly merge together to form a purple destiny thousands of feet high.
They are two of the weirdest automobiles he has ever seen in the world.
This was the first time he had seen this kind of mutually reinforcing and interfering fate, even if they complement each other, they would harm each other.
"Is this the situation?"
He looked at the two figures hidden among the congratulators. One was handsome with a windy temperament, and the other had a face as cold as ice.