"Why do you need them to agree?" Zhao Wuji became serious: "Luck is yours. If you lend it, I will take it. No matter if it is half a year or half a month, I want to save the people."
"You don't want to save the common people, you just want to save the people you care about." Wu Shi saw through Zhao Wuji's thoughts at a glance.
"It doesn't hurt to save the common people by the way." Zhao Wuji spread his hands: "Someone has to sacrifice. I don't want all my relatives to die. Please help me. I will definitely return my luck to you. Since you know that it is not from this world,
People, you know that I will not rewrite history randomly."
"You can't change it, you will only become a part of it." Wu Shi said, and immediately looked at Zhao Wuji: "Go and fight with me, Yaochi Holy Master, and if you win, they will agree, I won't take action, I will only
Watching the battle, if you are not qualified, you cannot resist my luck, otherwise you will be counterattacked."
"This is what you said, you can't go back on it." Zhao Wuji said.
"Yes." Wu Shi nodded: "They are here."
Obviously, Wu Shi knew that this group of older people would not just let him bring strangers to the temple.
Swish, swish, swish!
A group of old men and a woman came to the Wushi Palace.
"Holy Son, come out." The woman's voice was domineering and powerful, and she had no intention of pampering Wu Shi: "When a stranger steps into Yaochi, it violates the rules of Yaochi, and you actually bring him into your palace.
That’s ridiculous!”
Wu Shi felt a little helpless when he heard the voice in the palace. He spread his hands to Zhao Wuji without saying a word, indicating that you can handle it yourself.
Zhao Wuji also sighed at this moment, never expecting that Generation Wushi would have such a helpless expression.
It seems that this holy master treats Wu Shi as if he were his own son. The relationship between the two seems to be disharmonious, but in fact it should be quite good.
"Don't make a killing move." Wu Shi turned his back to Zhao Wuji.
"Understood." Zhao Wuji said, and immediately walked out of the palace, came to the front of the palace, and looked at the dozen or so figures in the sky.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but the Holy Master of Yaochi actually looks a bit like Ye Quanzhen. Zhao Wuji thought he saw Ye Quanzhen at first glance, but judging from the aura, this woman is not an innate hegemonic Taoist, and she should not be Ye Quanzhen.
But a similar flower in later generations.
"Is that you?" The Holy Lord of Yaochi looked at Zhao Wuji.
"Hmm, I want to use your Holy Son's luck..." Before Zhao Wuji could finish his words, he was interrupted by an old man scolding him.
"Fart!" the old man yelled angrily, and immediately said anxiously: "How can you lend the destiny of the Holy Son to others! You are trying to occupy the magpie's nest, and you are going too far!"
"Aren't you deceiving me that there is no one in Yaochi?" Another elder said: "You can't even think of leaving Yaochi today!"
"Let him leave, how can I, Yaochi, gain a foothold in the Eastern Wasteland, or even in the Five Realms!" An old man said, "Today, I will kill you!"
Buzz!
After saying this, the old man raised his hand, and the mysterious light that destroyed the heaven and earth rose up and struck Zhao Wuji.
Boom!
However, Zhao Wuji did not move, and used the six-character Buddhist mantra to directly confront the old man. Although the old man was also a quasi-emperor, there was still a big gap between him and Zhao Wuji.
"What?"
Several people frowned when they saw this.
He is already a quasi-emperor at such a young age? This is even more difficult than the Holy Son! Who is this Son!
"Everyone, I just borrowed his luck, and I will give it back." Zhao Wuji said: "I am friends with you, the Holy Son, Jun Wuxi, even if you die if you give me your luck, I will definitely give it back.
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"Hmph, everyone can say nice things. Our luck has been borrowed. If we don't return it, our Holy Son will be useless in the future!" the old man shouted.
"You think Wu Shi is too simple. If you lend me just a little of his luck, I will have great opportunities. Even if you don't return it, he will definitely have another chance to join you." Zhao Wuji said.
: "He was not born as an ordinary person. He was born to cope with the calamity. Something happened in my time and space, and it was before you. If I can't go back and stop it, everything in the future will be wiped out."
"What nonsense is he talking about? I can't understand why." An old man frowned.
"What he means is that he comes from the past." Wu Shi's voice rang out as he walked out of the palace: "He is not from our time and space. The reason why he appeared was to bring reinforcements back. Unfortunately, he traveled through the wrong time.
, I have not yet attained enlightenment in this timeline, so I want to use my luck to prevent a catastrophe in the past."
"That's it." Upon hearing this, the Holy Lord of Yaochi frowned even more and looked at Zhao Wuji: "Even if I give it to you, you may not be able to bear it. The Holy Son's luck is against the heavens. When the Holy Son was born, the Queen Mother of the West
I just cut off half of his luck to prevent God from being jealous of his talents and causing punishment from God. Although you are tyrannical, you will never be able to withstand the Holy Son's luck."
"How will you know if you don't try." Zhao Wuji said: "No matter what, I will give it a try. Whether you stop me or help me, I will have no regrets."
"Let's go up to the ladder to heaven." The Holy Lord of Yaochi saw that Zhao Wuji insisted on this and said nothing more: "It's hard to see the truth in a competition. Go up to the ladder to heaven and you will know your destiny. As long as you can withstand half of it, I can lend you luck." p>
"This method is not bad." Wu Shi heard the words and looked at Zhao Wuji: "There are forty-nine steps on the ladder to heaven, fifty avenues, and forty-nine steps of heaven. If a person escapes one of them, these are the shackles. He can have half of my talent.
, it’s okay to lend you my luck.”
"How many steps have you walked?" Zhao Wuji asked.
"Fifty." Wu Shi said.
"Forty-nine in total, you left fifty?" Zhao Wuji was a little confused.
"The ladder of destiny, the great road is fifty. I was born to cope with the calamity and be above the heavenly path." Wu Shi said: "Even if half of my luck is cut off by my mother, I can still reach forty-nine, which is equal to the heavenly path."
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"Awesome..." Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji suddenly took a breath of cold air. This Wushi is indeed the first emperor in all eternity. Apart from Emperor Zun, this is probably one of the most talented human emperors at the beginning. p>
"Let's begin." The Holy Lord of Yaochi said: "Elders, please return to your seats and start the destiny ladder."
"Yes!"
Swish, swish, swish!
More than a dozen elders distanced themselves one after another and began to cast spells on the spot.
Buzz——!
Soon, golden steps appeared in everyone's sight, soaring into the sky!
When the ladder appeared, the surrounding pressure suddenly rose. Every time a step appeared, the surrounding gravity doubled. Fortunately, there was a barrier, otherwise no one could come even an inch closer to Yaochi!
"Is anyone going to climb the ladder to heaven?"
"Let me go. Ever since the Holy Son climbed the ladder to heaven, no one has dared to challenge it!"
"On this ladder, most people only need to climb the ninth level to be considered to have outstanding talents. The twenty-first level is directly to transcendent genius, but our Holy Lord directly reaches the top, and there is one more step, which is equal to the way of heaven!"
"Since that time, no one has climbed on it, because whenever I mention the ladder, there is an insurmountable sense of frustration..."
Looking at the sky in the direction of Wushi Palace and the golden ladder in the barrier, everyone started talking.