Lin Ze's aura was rising steadily. The first person to be alarmed was Zhuang Zhou, who was just a few feet away from him and was concentrating on preaching.
Zhuang Zhou glanced at the audience. Many heavenly beings were immersed in his sermons, frantically absorbing the scattered rhymes of heavenly ways and replenishing their own great ways. They did not notice anything unusual that happened to Lin Ze.
But Zhuang Zhou clearly saw that several heavenly beings with keen senses frowned slightly, as if they were about to wake up from the state of enlightenment.
Zhuang Zhou turned his eyes to Lin Ze and saw that his face was rosy and his energy and blood were rising. He knew that he was at a critical moment of rapid recovery. If he disturbed him rashly, there might be unknown adverse consequences.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Zhou sighed secretly, just think of it as the compensation given to you by the Taoist palace.
Zhuang Zhou's originally dull eyes suddenly became sharp, and a ray of saintly aura filled the palace. The world seemed to be obscured by thick fog, making it difficult to see clearly.
The attendants who were waiting at the door outside the palace, waiting for summons at any time, felt drowsy, fell to the ground uncontrollably, and fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Ze, who had been enjoying the pleasure of removing the cage, kept moving his hands, opened his eyes, and gave Zhuang Zhou a grateful look.
Zhuang Zhou nodded slightly and moved his lips, as if to say: "You're welcome."
Lin Ze smiled at Zhuang Zhou seriously.
For some reason, Zhuang Zhou felt frightened when he saw Lin Ze's smiling face.
I saw Lin Ze, who was originally careful to absorb a small amount of luck, suddenly let go of his self-restriction and sucked out the luck contained in the golden book of luck in a swallowing manner.
In an instant, winds and clouds surged over Chang'an City, and the sky changed drastically.
Zhuang Zhou's expression froze and he almost interrupted his sermon. Are you so pushy and wanton?
Seeing that a strong wind was about to blow in from outside the palace and awaken the heavenly beings who were in the state of enlightenment, Zhuang Zhou reacted in time, even though his face was ugly, he did not let it go, but further expanded the influence of his own way on this world.
The strong wind blowing into the hall, under the influence of Zhuang Zhou, turned into a gentle breeze, giving people an extremely comfortable feeling.
Some gods who were too immersed in enlightenment actually snored slightly.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhuang Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and said to Lin Ze: "Junior brother, can't you control yourself?"
Lin Ze had a look of astonishment on his face: "Didn't Senior Brother tell me to let go?"
Zhuang Zhou was stunned: "When did I say this?"
Lin Ze said seriously: "Just now, senior brother said it when he nodded to me. Although senior brother did not make a sound, fortunately, junior brother has studied lip language, so he can understand it."
Zhuang Zhou almost yelled after hearing this, "Did I mean that? You know shit lip language, did you do it on purpose?"
But seeing Lin Ze's innocent expression, Zhuang Zhou could only hold back his anger and was unable to vent it.
Zhuang Zhou could only comfort himself. What happened had already happened. There was no use in blaming him. It was better to find ways to reduce losses.
He only listened to Zhuang Zhou's polite advice: "Senior Brother has just been promoted to the Saint Realm. Replacing Heaven's Dao with his own way is too costly and cannot last for long. It is better for Junior Brother to return to his original state."
Lin Ze smiled bitterly and said: "It's too late. Only by interrupting and starting again can it be possible to return to the original state. But junior brother is in a situation where he cannot bear the price of a sudden interruption."
"In other words, if it is suddenly interrupted and all the previous efforts have been wasted, the backlash that was originally suppressed will break out, and the path of death will not be far away."
Zhuang Zhou sighed after hearing this, with a look of unbearability flashing in his eyes, and asked: "How long does it take, junior brother?"
Lin Ze thought for a moment and said, "No more than an hour."
Zhuang Zhou's face darkened and he flatly refused: "No, I'll give you half an hour at most."
Lin Ze replied without thinking: "Okay."
Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but froze when he heard Lin Ze's crisp answer, and bad thoughts came to his mind: Could he have been fooled again? Was he just talking nonsense for an hour?
Looking over again, Lin Ze not only closed his eyes, but also sealed his six senses. His entire mind was immersed in absorbing luck, unable to extricate himself.
Zhuang Zhou, who wanted to ask for more information, had a helpless expression on his face. What could he do if he had such a junior brother on his side? Who could allow him to be so soft-hearted and agree without thinking clearly?
What Zhuang Zhou didn't know was that Lin Ze really didn't want to fool him this time, but was unable to determine how long it would take.
Lin Ze expected that the results would be available in about a quarter of an hour. Based on the idea that long time would lead to lower risks, he continued to talk nonsense for an hour.
Zhuang Zhou proposed half an hour at most, which was far longer than Lin Ze expected, so he readily agreed.
After receiving Zhuang Zhou's promise, Lin Ze let himself go and concentrated on extracting his luck. A vortex appeared in the cloud of luck above his head and gradually expanded.
A flush of overexertion appeared on Lin Ze's face. Instead of slowing down, Lin Ze further squeezed himself, increasing the luck of the extraction speed by a tiny bit.
Just like doing some kind of exercise, in order to make yourself more comfortable, you sprint with all your strength and refuse to stop.
"Swish"
Half a quarter of an hour later, the golden book of luck, which was about to bottom out, made a strange sound under the suction.
At this moment, Lin Ze's face was flushed and his mouth was pursed, as if he was enduring great pressure.
Zhuang Zhou on the side was using the small world unique to the saint realm to suppress the others present to prevent them from waking up and disturbing Lin Ze, while looking at Lin Ze worriedly.
After a few breaths, Lin Ze's eyes were still closed, and his lips were slightly opened, revealing the tightly closed teeth inside.
With a "pop" sound, all the luck in the golden book of luck disappeared into the cloud of luck above Lin Ze's head, and not a single trace remained.
At the center of the luck cloud, the one-foot-square vortex quickly shrank and turned into a white dot due to the lack of follow-up.
"ah"
Lin Ze suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to howl, as if struggling desperately with the last bit of strength, or like a mad sprint before reaching a certain point.
With a "boom", the white dots exploded, and a long-lost purple appeared in the center of Lin Ze's luck cloud.
Then two haloes of red and blue appeared, one large and one small, surrounding the purple.
The black energy that was originally like gangrene on the bones completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Lin Ze's whole body relaxed, and all his ailments were gone. The vague connection between him and the great road became extremely clear, as if the fog had dissipated.
Lin Ze's unique ego path circled around him, a large amount of heavenly power was poured into his body, and his aura instantly returned to its peak.
Lin Ze's eyes were dark, with a look of regret on his face. Since he took the initiative to be plotted by the Three Saints, he had first destroyed a piece of luck treasure and a jade, and then drained away the luck originally stored in the golden book of luck.
Relying on the luck gathered from the Western Qin Dynasty, it persisted for two months. It was not until today, with the cooperation of Zhuang Zhou, that most of the heavens and humans in the world were calculated, that it was able to return to normal.