After saying hello to his friend, Xiao Hao took Yun'er to the bottom of the hill. The hill looked more than ten meters high, and may have been affected by Pingyun Peak and had a lot of luck. There were already many small wild flowers blooming on it. However, after a close observation, Xiao Hao found that the hill was a bit steep!

"Wait for Yun'er," Xiao Hao stopped Yun'er, who was frowning and was about to climb with his bare hands. Looking at the bright big eyes, Xiao Hao smiled slightly and slowly said: "The sky is rising straight!"

"Swoosh..." A green cloud wrapped around the waists of the two, and the two flew upwards lightly!

"Ah...hehe..." After the first time flying by himself, Yun'er was a little surprised and immediately danced happily, but her little hand did not let go of Xiao Hao's sleeves.

Flying entirely by yourself is a wonderful experience.

The flight was very slow, Xiao Hao deliberately controlled the speed, feeling the freedom of gradually rising and away from the ground, Xiao Hao's heart suddenly widened, and a little depressed mood was much more relaxed; a faint but heart-born smile appeared from his face.

The world is so wonderful and so wide.

What is wider than the sky is the mind of a human being! At this moment, Xiao Hao's heart seemed to have been liberated and baptized! This is the improvement of the spiritual realm. This improvement seems to be of little significance, but it is some invisible attributes. The bigger the heart and the higher the sky, the higher the achievement!

▼↑,ww@w. "Young Master, you smile so well now... so beautiful!" The afterglow of the sunset coated Xiao Hao with a faint but pure ray of light.

"Our Yun'er is more beautiful than a fairy now." Xiao Hao looked at Yun'er, who was also a little clear in the sunset, and smiled slightly. His dancing hair divided the rays of the sunset, shining with moving brilliance; a layer of inconspicuous colorful brilliance flashed on his hair.

The breeze fluttered. The two slowly landed on this hill dotted with scattered flowers and green grass, sat down cross-legged, and looked at the sunset in the distance.

Looking at the sunset calmly, a hint of obsession appeared on Yun'er's face: "It's so beautiful, more elegant beauty than the sunset! Young Master, why is the sunset so beautiful? Is it because of the beauty of the accumulated day that all bloomed at this time?"

"Because our Yun'er is watching it!" Xiao Hao looked at the little girl. Although it was cold in front of outsiders, in front of Xiao Hao, he was still a little girl, and he had to grab Xiao Hao's sleeve when walking. Of course, Xiao Hao would not forget that this girl should be considered a middle-level expert in purple qi now, but she had never shown any particular obvious performance.

"Where is it..." Yun'er's cold heart began to thaw. In the sunset, her little face was blushing.

"How could it not be?" Xiao Hao smiled, "Come on, close your eyes, yes, is there a beautiful sunset now?"

"Young Master is so necrotic that he can't see it if you close your eyes!"

"No, your way of thinking is wrong." Xiao Hao's tone was a little serious and a little happy. "We should change the way of thinking: because you see it, the world is colorful; but if you don't see it, the world does not exist.

The world is beautiful because of you.

Yun'er, open your eyes and take a look. The past has passed and the future will be even more exciting."

"Young Master..." Yun'er looked at Xiao Hao and smiled, with a innocent smile. Finally, she burst into tears on her face that had been a little cold.

In fact, Xiao Hao was also a little excited when he said these words.

After laughing for a while, Yun'er suddenly plucked up the courage, and her tone was filled with an unprecedented level of liveliness: "Young Master, do you know why I asked you to see the sunset?"

"I can't guess what the smart Yun'er thinks." Xiao Hao turned his head and looked at Yun'er, who had recovered her purple pupils at some point, and instantly felt a kind of beauty mixed with weirdness and purity.

He lowered his head and twisted the hair floating in front of him a few times. Yun'er looked up at the sunset: "Young Master, there is also a very interesting part of the inheritance that Yun'er has obtained. Today I want to share it with you."

"Yeah." Xiao Hao naturally stretched out his hand and touched Yun'er's head.

He gave Xiao Hao a blank look. At this moment, Yun'er's aura suddenly became full of strangeness. A little dangerous aura filled her, which made Xiao Hao feel a little chill. However, Xiao Hao relaxed and calmed down like this, as if he hadn't felt it at all, waiting for Yun'er to speak quietly.

"Young Master, you take Yun'er to watch the sunrise every day, which is very spectacular. Especially the sentence, the heavens rolling to the side, which is even more magnificent. I believe that this is the sacrificial text of the young master's purple Qi rising eastward.

But in the world, there is light and darkness! Good luck and bad luck! There is growth and withering! Only when flowers bloom and fade will there be fruits!

Luck and bad luck are two inseparable parts. Just as the young master usually said, a piece of paper has a front and a reverse, and it is equal.

(At this time, Yun'er's tone began to become ethereal)

Darkness is an eternal existence! Even at noon when it is shining, there is darkness.

During the day, it needs the sun to shine! Darkness is born darkness and does not require any assistance.

(Looking at the sunset) No matter how bright the sun is, there will always be a day when it sets!"

After Yun'er said this, the strange aura converged, her black pupils reappeared, and her people became much more agile; "Young Master, this is my inheritance core, well, it should be the main core.

In my inheritance, prosperity will lead to decline, so if the young master insists on the rise of purple qi in the east, he will always be tired; so even a master who shines with the sun and the moon will fall.

According to my inheritance, it is best for the young master to consider this issue now and leave an introduction so that he can leave a breakthrough opportunity for himself in the future. However, my inheritance seems incomplete, and I only know these."

In the end, Yun'er seemed a little aggrieved, "I'm sorry, young master, Yun'er knows this and can't help you more."

"No, it's enough." Xiao Hao was moved and felt a wonderful artistic conception. The previous battle and the previous insights added up, Xiao Hao entered an instantly enlightened state.

Good luck and bad luck are all luck! Everything has good luck and bad luck, and there is bad luck, and there is yin and yang. The rise and fall of the east is just a simple cycle of reincarnation, but there is nothing in fact! Whoever says that the purple qi rises in the east must face the rising sun!

Yes, this is the feeling! The setting of the sun is for the rise again tomorrow!

What sets is the sun, what rises is hope!

Buzz... Xiao Hao's sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated, and a small dot appeared out of thin air, and it appeared from scratch, blue-gray, heavy, pure, as if it had crossed the barriers of history to the present, and to Xiao Hao's sea of ​​consciousness.

A vortex appeared, then quickly expanded, rushed out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and rushed out of the body. The huge fortune-absorbing vortex enveloped a 40-meter-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-long radius...

Most people cannot feel the changes here, but Han Mingyang and other loyal masters can feel them clearly.

"This little guy! Great!" Han Mingyang suddenly appeared in the air not far away from Xiao Hao, afraid that there would be someone who was blind to destroy such an opportunity at this time. The practice of luck seemed to be boundless, and one by one was following the Dharma, which made the former practitioners far beyond the reach of the world; but the practice of luck was not so easy, and every progress was an enlightenment!

An epiphany! You think this is a cabbage! How many people can only linger on the edge of purple qi rising eastward in their lifetime! How many purple qi masters can only be a low-level beginner in their lifetime, and they will cry in their tears when they are old.

Cultivation of luck is a true path to wisdom!

Pills? Useless!

Inheritance? There can be, but the effect is not even satisfactory! How many Shangxians have been born in the human race since ancient times? Just look at the towering holy peaks in the Central Plains. Although not all Shangxians will turn into holy peaks after their death; no matter what, there are nearly a thousand holy peaks in the Central Plains now! Among so many holy peaks, each has a place of inheritance, which is passed down from generation to generation under the incense of sacrifice; but even so, how many people can truly be inherited?

Inheritance is not a knife, you can cut watermelons by giving it to you! It’s more like giving you a plane. Don’t take off at that time, and you’ll pay yourself for it!

Every genius is the son of luck, but not all geniuses can climb step by step.

At this young age, Xiao Hao has already reached the fifth level. Even Han Mingyang would sigh, it is amazing!

So, Han Mingyang is here to protect the Dharma behind Xiao Hao!

With his back to his hands, Han Mingyang stood in the sky like this, like a god; envy flashed in the eyes of the students around him.

There is absolutely no luck to cultivate one step at a time! Of course, if aristocratic families have a good inheritance, they can make up for some appropriately, and the wisdom of their ancestors cannot be ignored.

At this moment, Xiao Hao didn't know the situation outside, but only knew that the fifth bronze tripod of fortune appeared! The Central Plains region had a strong fortune, and the surroundings of the Holy Peak were even thicker. With just a cup of tea, Xiao Hao had already condensed a bronze tripod of fortune. However, this time Xiao Hao did not end, and an opportunity for enlightenment was rare. Taking advantage of the sudden feeling that did not disappear, Xiao Hao pursued the feeling just now: hope!

Is hope, is it light? Or is it expectation in the darkness?

Is it the heart illuminated by the stars?

Xiao Hao didn't know, or could not give a clear answer; but he had a feeling in his heart!

A little black hair twisted, a heavy font appears on the fifth bronze tripod of fortune hope!

A strange magical power, not attack, not defense, not any tangible skill! But this skill is very powerful! Hopefully, this is the greatest power of life.

The vortex of luck circled, and countless luck infused the body. While baptizing Xiao Hao's physique, it also filled Xiao Hao's bronze cauldron, and of course a certain greedy spirit snake and half of the heavenly book that will never be fed.
Chapter completed!