Chapter 775: Luck Lock

Chapter 775: Luck Lock

After Liu Ming entered the secret realm, the 10 disciples of Haoran Academy also flew out of the crowd and flew toward the huge golden scroll.

At the same time, Immortal Tian Ge quietly took out a sound transmission talisman, whispered a few words and then crushed it; a ball of fire flashed into the air and disappeared.

Haoran Academy and other sect executives also took out the communication disk array or the transmission talisman to send some information out one after another.

Some other people who hadn’t figured out the situation also began to whisper to each other quietly.

For a while, the top of the entire snow peak was silent, but Divine Thoughts intertwined secretly.

So about a quarter of an hour later, all the sect disciples or family disciples who participated in the Tianmen Convention entered the secret realm of Tianmen.

At this time, on the golden scroll, there were thousands of people names densely written on it.

The man in a golden robe glanced at everyone present. After confirming that there was no more disciple, he turned and nodded at the woman aside.

As the woman in the golden robe let go, the golden scroll automatically rolled back.

The man in a golden robe, who was holding the golden scroll, made a gesture while chanting, then he threw up the scroll and launched a symbol into it.

A thunderous rumble sounded!

Suddenly, the golden scroll was dazzling, then it turned into a round of golden sun with a diameter of 10 meters out of thin air. In the sun, there were faintly dense circles of rune circulating.

The next moment, a black-white light suddenly rose into the air, a giant tablet with a height of 1000 meters gradually emerged from the scorching sun.

When the tablet appeared, the golden sun suddenly burst and dissipated in the air.

The huge tablet fell straight down and stood beside the golden gate that was slowly closing with a “bang“.

Looking at this tablet, half was black like ink and the other half was white like snow. It was similar to the Celestial Tablet in Liu Ming’s sea of consciousness, except that there was no funnel pattern on the tablet. Instead, there were rows of names. Under each name, there was an indistinct small silver lock pattern.

“Oh…” The many disciples at the foot of the snow-capped mountains who were not qualified to enter the secret realm could not help but exclaim when they saw this.

Immortal Tian Ge and others weren’t surprised at all. This stone tablet would appear in the previous Tianmen Convention. Those small silver locks represented the luck value carried by the disciples who entered the secret realm.

Over time, the brightness of the silver lock on the stone tablet also began to change rapidly.

Just when Liu Ming and others were fighting in the Tianmen’s secret realm, various places in Middle Sky Continent and some places that the Mystic Comprehending State powerhouses lived in seclusion, a sensation was caused as the messages from Immortal Tian Ge and the others were sent out.

Somewhere above a huge mountain peak in the Thousands Spirit Mountain Range, a magnificent and primitive palace floated in the sky as high as more than 100,000 meters. It was hidden by the surrounding white clouds all year round.

In a quiet pavilion on the top floor of the palace, 2 old men were sitting cross-legged face to face and played chess. One wore snowlike clothes and had white hair and a child face; the other wore black linen clothes and had black hair and a spirited face. There wasn’t any spiritual power radiating from them at all. They just played chess like 2 ordinary old men.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire in the void; a crimson talisman flew through the air, breaking the silence of the pavilion. The white-old man in white clothes lifted his hand slightly to get the talisman.

“Heaven-Earth Fire Talisman, Tian Ge used such an urgent communication means. It seems that something big has happened.” The old man in white clothes snapped his fingers, and the fire talisman burst open.

The old man in white clothes narrowed his eyes slightly, then he proceeded to the next chess move as if nothing happened.

“What’s the matter?” The old man in black clothes asked lightly.

“Oh, nothing, that event is about to start again.” The old man in a white robe replied calmly.

“Oh, it’s almost time. But this time we have Lieyang, so we at least won’t lose too badly.” The old man in black clothes just nodded and replied calmly.

…

In the depths of an endless blood sea in the Middle Sky Continent, five steep peaks on the bottom of the sea were in the shape of five fingers, covering a black stone altar in the middle.

Above the altar, countless dark chains bound a bloody-haired figure, making it immovable.

Suddenly, there was a crackle on the bloody figure, and a huge bloody flame emerged, followed by lines of text.

The figure raised his head, and the pair of black hole-like eyes looked at the bloody flame.

“Haha! Is the time finally up? I can finally get out of this damn place, hahahaha!“

The figure let out a stern roar, setting off a huge wave in the blood sea.

…

In the Tianyi Mountain Range where Haoran Academy was located, there were towering mountain peaks. It had good scenery, and it was surrounded by clouds. From time to time, 1 or 2 ancient bell sounds could be heard.

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Compared with the Thousands Spirit Mountain Range where Taiqing Sect was located, there was more solemnity here. The buildings on the peaks were mainly made of black and white wood or bamboo, which made people have a sense of awe-inspiring to worship.

In the pavilions, there were a series of escape lights that shuttle back and forth from time to time, which made this place quite lively. In the escape lights, there were scholars who looked weak and literary.

At this time, in the forbidden area of ​​Haoran Academy, in a simple pavilion surrounded by mountains that were planted with amethyst bamboos, an old man with a white scholar robe was looking at the jade plate with a slight white light in his hand. A row of small words appeared vaguely above.

“Eh…” After a long time, the old man in a scholar robe sighed slightly with a frowning and solemn expression.

Almost at the same time, Nature Work Sect, Ouyang Family, Sky Beastkin Valley and other sects received the same news.

Somewhere in the Tianmen’s secret realm.

After Liu Ming stepped into the golden light gate, his eyes were suddenly occupied by a five-color glow. After a dizziness, when he saw the surrounding scenery again, he found that he was already standing on a somewhat desolate hill, and his feet were grayish white. Pile of rocks.

“This is the secret realm of Tianmen…” Liu Ming stood still and glanced around.

At this moment, the pile of rocks under his feet suddenly shook with a creaking sound.

Liu Ming was startled, and he quickly leaped back from the rock pile.

At this moment, after a burst of noisy collisions, the rock pile gathered together and turned into a dozen of 30 meters tall golems.

Liu Ming’s mouth twitched slightly when he saw this.

It seemed that his luck was really bad. As soon as he entered the secret realm, he was teleported to a pile of monsters.

As soon as the golems took shape, they raised their heads and let out a roar of unknown meaning, then they ran and encircled Liu Ming in the middle. Wherever they passed, they caused a burst of wind, stirring up clear faint spirit patterns in the air.

The strength of these golems was not high. Each of them only had the strength of the Condensation Period early stage, but from the experience of Liu Ming, their defense was obviously higher than those of the same realm. If a dozen of them acted together, even an ordinary Crystallization Period cultivator would be nervous.

Of course, these rough-skinned beastkins were just a joke in front of Liu Ming. He didn’t have to use the flying spiritual sword at all. He just launched a punch wrapped in black gas across the distance.

In the next moment, a large black hand of the size of a grinding disk emerged out of thin air, crushing the first golem into rubble.

Liu Ming continued to make a gesture and emitted black gas from him. Along with a burst of low tiger roar, a few black mist tigers emerged and pounced at the golem.

The giant black tigers pounced and crushed the golems in just a few seconds. The dozen golems were turned into piles of rubble again.

As soon as Liu Ming waved his hand, a dozen fist-sized yellow essence cores flew up from the rubble pile.

These essence cores contained strong earth attribute vitality. They were rare materials for alchemy and forging, which should be able to sell for a lot of spirit stones.

It seemed like the rumors that the spiritual resources in the Tianmen’s secret realm were extremely rich were really true.

At the moment, he put the essence cores away, the surrounding space fluctuated together. A white light flashed on his wrist, and a small white jade lock appeared. Light silver spirit patterns appeared on his skin. It looked exceptionally beautiful.

The appearance of the small white lock made Liu Ming startled, but he immediately understood what was going on.

“This must be the so-called luck lock.” After Liu Ming murmured to himself, he touched the small lock with his other hand, only to find that it was tightly attached to his wrist like it was rooted. It couldn’t be removed at all.

Suddenly, the small lock flashed and absorbed the gray mist around the rubble. It was all drained in just a second.

After Liu Ming scanned with Divine Thought, he was moved.

These gray mists could hardly be perceived by Divine Thought, but they could be vaguely seen by the naked eyes. Could this be… the power of luck in Sky Palace?

After absorbing the gray mist, the small white lock immediately flashed with a faint gray light.

Liu Ming observed the luck lock for a while, then he just ignored it with a frown.

Next, he soared into the air and flew to a height of more than 10,000 meters. After looking around, he found that there were still many gray-white rubble piles in the distance, and they exuded faint strange fluctuations. They were clearly the huge golem.

Liu Ming smiled slightly. Since he had luck to earn, he didn’t need to leave immediately. He turned into a golden light that blasted toward the rubble pile.

In the next few hours, Liu Ming cleaned up all the golems nearby, making the white jade lock on his wrist a little brighter.

He searched carefully and left after confirming that there were no other discoveries in the nearby hills.

At the same time, in every corner of the secret realm, the treasure hunt among disciples of various factions also kicked off.

TL: Hmm, author is already foreshadowing another big event after this Tianmen Convention…

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