Everyone stared and looked down at the stone statues one by one.
Some stone statues have exquisite facial features.
Some have strong physiques.
Some have sharp eyes.
Some have raised sword eyebrows, which is very scary.
But without exception, the owners of these stone statues were once heroes who shed blood and sweat to protect the human race.
Ye Qingyi ordered at this time: "Seven of you, go clean up. Remember, move slowly."
The seven major disciples bowed: "Yes, Senior Sister."
Seeing this, Mingyue glanced at Lin Jie: "Brother Lin, why do I think Qing Yi is more suitable to be a master?"
Lin Jie was also ashamed, and followed Ximen Jingxue to the depths. Ye Qingyi accompanied Mingyue to clean the moss on a stone statue.
Arriving among more stone statues, Lin Jie secretly felt a huge force of luck gathering around the stone statues.
Very huge!
It is far more powerful than the luck of the Su family in Tianchi Pure Land!
Lin Jie secretly rejoiced: "Xiao Tu, I sensed it, did you sense it?"
Xiao Tu said: "I have made a fortune this time, little master. The luck here has been condensed for countless years and is very huge. After you absorb it, you will definitely become a luck master. Don't forget that there is also little master Mingyue and eight major disciples."
Lin Jie couldn't wait: "I won't absorb the power of luck."
Xiao Tu said: "My little master can't do it. Your cultivation is too weak. I'll come and you can merge with me. It's very simple."
Secretly, Lin Jie activated the Great Chaos Desolate Map.
Ruined hut.
Moist raindrops dripped from time to time on the rotten wooden boards from the cracks.
The red-haired man sat cross-legged, with several stone troughs and rotten bowls placed in front of him.
The only bright spot in the hut is the tea table in the corner. The wooden board is golden and the tea cups are ordinary rough pottery.
The red-haired man seemed to be asleep.
At this moment, a faint force of luck condensed from around the red-haired man, and was able to transform from nothingness into reality.
What's more important is that this real power of luck slowly floats above the stone statue.
The red-haired man opened his eyes unexpectedly, and when he looked, what appeared in his eyes were Ximen Jingxue and Lin Jie.
The power of luck that flew away just poured into Lin Jie's surroundings. Even the power of luck from the stone statues poured into Lin Jie and was sucked into his body.
The red-haired man stared, becoming more and more shocked.
He stared at Lin Jie and was about to do something when suddenly, some of the power of luck around him surged to the right.
The red-haired man's pupils shrank sharply.
He saw that the power of luck left the hut and flew into the body of a girl in a green skirt.
The girl is Qingyu.
At this moment, the red-haired man's hands and feet were trembling, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.
The red-haired man picked up his crutch and walked out step by step, just in time to see Qingyu leisurely enjoying the beautiful scenery.
Qingyu glanced at the red-haired man, his eyes froze, he bowed politely, and then walked towards the other side.
The red-haired man suddenly stepped forward: "Miss, can you stay for a cup of tea?"
Qingyu was stunned, then followed the red-haired man into the hut.
After sitting down, the red-haired man skillfully brought the stove, started a fire with real fire, and took out the wooden bucket from the branches outside the house. Inside was half a bucket of air-condensed spiritual water.
The tools were cleaned and the stove was boiling.
The red-haired man poured some tea and handed it to Qingyu: "Miss."
Qingyu was polite and put it aside without drinking it.
The red-haired man looked at Qingyu from time to time. His wrinkled face was full of wasted years.
Seeing that Qingyu hadn't drank yet, the red-haired man added another cup: "Miss, the tea is cold."
The breeze blew softly outside the hut and among the stone statues.
Qingyu took a sip, and his eyes suddenly lit up unexpectedly, and he saluted the red-haired man: "Grandpa, have another drink."
Under the red-haired man's pale and tired face, a smile also appeared.
He gave Qingyu another drink, but at this time, Qingyu didn't notice that the power of luck in the red-haired man was flowing towards Qingyu's nothingness.
After a few more cups, the bright moon happened to come. Qingyu bowed to the red-haired man and then left with the bright moon laughing.
But Qingyu doesn’t know——
The red-haired man actually made a pop of his knees and knelt down towards Qing Yu's back.
Buzzing~
In the corner of the hut, a rusty spurge, most of which was buried in the dust, actually revealed wisps of golden light at this moment, as if it was about to burst out of the ground.
"Little Master, it's okay. Hey, this time I have condensed a super lucky seed, which is awesome."
Among the stone statues, Lin Jie clasped his hands toward each stone statue.
Xiaotu said with a smile in the dark.
Ximen Jingxue was sweating profusely as he pulled up grass and cleaned up dead branches and leaves.
Lin Jie narrowed his eyes proudly and followed Ximen Jingxue to clean up.
The world of mortals is at the edge.
"Elder Yuan, this is the warrior who recently entered the world of mortals."
"These are the people who have ascended over the past century, more than three hundred people in total."
"Elder, some people say that Master Yuan Jie is interested in these two female ascendants."
"Yes, some people have heard that Master Yuan Jie insists on capturing the second daughter."
On the ancient road, an old man in black robes looked at Yuan Jie and Yuan Sheng's body with gloomy eyes.
Disciples from Blood Sword Mountain kept flying in one after another to report to the old man.
The old man's token is engraved with 'Blood Sword, Yuan Chongshan'.
After listening to the report from his disciples, Yuan Chongshan squatted down again and stroked the shocking sword mouth on Yuan Jie's body with his hand.
He stood up, his eyes full of tears, and immediately ordered: "Check, investigate secretly first, find out the background, especially the two female ascendants, we must find out the traces."
"Your Majesty."
Hundreds of Blood Sword Mountain disciples bowed and flew in all directions.
Yuan Chongshan stared with a pair of blood-red eyes: "Jie'er was lustful. His death must be related to these two female ascendants."
In the distance, the ancient city.
Among the stone statues, Lin Jie and Ximen Jingxue walked out.
Everyone met in front, and more than a hundred stone statues were cleaned up. At this moment, Lin Jie led everyone to bow together.
This gift is remembrance and respect.
For this gift, Lin Jie wanted to thank these martyrs for the gift of luck.
Buzz buzz~~~
After everyone saluted, they were leaving.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, ancient luster gushed out from the stone statues, turning into a chaotic golden light. In an indescribable and strange way, it seemed that little golden figures one foot high were formed in the sky.
Everyone was shocked and couldn't understand.
However, the aura of the Little Golden Man actually gives people a sense of intimacy, and the true energy in the body responds crazily and flows rapidly.
Phew~
One after another, the little golden figures seemed to be conscious at this moment, escaping into the bodies of Lin Jie, Mingyue, Qingyu, Ximen Jingxue, Ye Qingyi and others.
Ximen Jingxue looked at the stone statue in shock, and bowed again: "The Holy Spirit appeared!"
Mingyue excitedly picked up Lin Jie: "The little golden man has a strong fighting spirit!!"
Ruined hut.
In the sky above the teapot, streaks of golden power suddenly disappeared in the red-haired man's palm.
The red-haired man looked from afar and sighed: "The lord is back, the lord is back, you all have seen it..."