It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor Chapter 7: Harvest value of luck, conspiracy takes shape

　　 "Hey..."

　　Sun Hao sighed lightly, his expression sad.

　　 "There is really no pattern in reaping blessing value!"

　　Sun Hao muttered, picked up the hatchet, and split a piece of wood.

　　"Ding, Fuyuan value +50."

　　 Hearing this sound, Sun Hao was taken aback.

　　 "Have you heard it wrong?"

　　 He opened the panel and looked at the 70 points on it. For a while, he didn't recover.

　　Since Chen Daoming left, he has been painting, writing, making tea, playing the piano...

　　 do these only to reap blessings.

　　 However.

　　 There is no good fortune.

　　Unexpectedly, after only splitting a few firewood, he would get 50 blessing points.

　　"Is there a blessing value in this firewood?"

　　 Sun Hao looked at the wood in the house, his eyes gleaming, as if he saw a bunch of blessings.

　　 "In that case, then I will split you all apart!"

　　Sun Hao picked up the hatchet and started to chop the wood.

　　 "嘭……"

　　 split one, without getting the value of blessing.

　　 is not discouraged, and continues to hack.

　　 is another split, and there is no blessing value.

　　 Ten roots are split, but there are still none.

　　 20 pieces.

　　50 pieces.

　　……

　　1000 pieces.

　　 chopped a thousand pieces of wood.

　　 The palm of my hand was shaken and it hurt a little, and there was no good fortune.

　　How is this possible?

　　 Is the value of blessing obtained from other places, I don’t know?

　　 "No matter what, please cut them all before talking."

　　 "Continue!"

　　 Sun Hao took a sigh of relief and continued to start.

　　No.

　　No.

　　 still not there.

　　After half a day's hard work, there is only one piece of wood left in the entire log house.

　　 "It's up to you!"

　　 Sun Hao looked at the last piece of wood, without hesitation, he split it directly.

　　 This wood is very hard and difficult to split.

　　 The hatchet is stuck inside, making a dilemma.

　　"So hard?"

　　"Is there a blessing value?"

　　 Sun Hao's eyes shone brightly, holding both hands on the hatchet, he slashed hard.

　　 "嘭……"

　　 there was a sound.

　　 The hatchet seems to be under infinite resistance and it is difficult to move down.

　　 "I don't believe it!"

　　Sun Hao increased his strength a bit.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 sounded.

　　 The hatchet couldn't stand the force and broke apart.

　　 "I'll go, such a thick hatchet, broken?"

　　 "What kind of firewood is this? Break it for me!"

　　Sun Hao yelled and slashed hard.

　　 "嘭……"

　　 The wood cracked and broke into two pieces, lying there quietly.

　　 blood red wood, dense texture, exudes a light fragrance.

　　 However, Sun Hao didn't pay attention to this at all.

　　He only cares about the value of blessing.

　　 However.

　　 still not there!

　　Sun Hao stood there, his mouth twitched slightly.

　　 There is nothing left after splitting the wood in a house.

　　 Even if he was full of poetry and books, his mentality exploded.

　　 He carried the hatchet, opened the door, and threw it heavily, "Going to the blessing of peat!"

　　 The hatchet turned into a parabola and fell beside the cherry tree, "Kang Dangdang..."

　　 "If the hatchet is broken, then hit another one. Maybe you can get good luck by hitting the iron!"

　　Sun Hao walked into the iron room.

　　……

　　……

　　 In the western region of the Tianluo Continent, in a secret room beneath a certain mountain range.

　　 "What?"

　　Xiejun roared and shot it again on the stone table.

　　 "Boom!"

　　The stone table cracked and collapsed into powder.

　　 "Evil sealed to death? How is this possible!"

　　Xiejun’s half-skeleton face is so hideous that people dare not look directly at it.

　　 "My lord, the soul lamp of the evil seal is broken, it must have been..."

Below 　　, a man in black bowed to the ground, shivering.

　　"Damn! Damn! How could a small ninth-class sect kill the evil seal?"

　　 "Come here, come with this seat, go and level the sect!" Xie Jun shouted loudly.

　　 "Slowly!"

　　 At this time, there was a sound.

　　 was a man in a blood robe who spoke.

　　 "Blood Sha, this is my puppet clan business, you have to take care of it?" Xiejun's voice was cold.

　　 "Don't dare!"

　　The corner of the **** evil mouth raised, and a deep smile appeared, "Brother Jun, please answer a few questions first, can you decide afterwards?"

　　 "Say!" The evil king suppressed his anger and said.

　　"What state are you now?"

　　 "Hua Shen Consummation."

　　"What is the realm of evil seal?"

　　"The mid-term transformation of God."

　　 "How did the evil seal die?"

　　 "I don't know."

　　"How strong is the evil seal enemy?"

　　 "I don't know."

　　……

　　 asked all the way down, but the evil monarch could not answer a single one.

　　 How can he not understand the intention of the blood evil, fine sweat drips on his forehead.

　　"Blood Sha, what should I do?" the evil monarch asked.

　　 "It's very simple, business matters! A sect, don't worry about it!"

　　 "The task explained above is to attract the attention of the God Court!" said the blood evil spirit.

　　 "Blood evil, easy to say, not easy to do! How do we attract the attention of the Cang Cangyuan? The Cang Cangyuan, only need to come to a master ~ IndoMTL.com~ the two of us, there are more and more good luck."

　　 When it comes to God's Court, there is only jealousy on Xie Jun's face.

　　 "You are right, the old monsters in the God Court are too scary!"

　　 "However, there is a way." A smile appeared on Xue Sha's face.

　　 "What can I do?" the evil lord asked.

　　 "In one month, it will be the Yangzhou Zongmen Grand Competition!" Xue Sha said.

　　 "Yangzhou Zongmen Grand Competition, what does this have to do with us? Is it possible that we still have to participate?" The evil king shook his head repeatedly.

　　Xie Shao smiled slightly, "Of course not, I ask you, Yangzhou Zongmen Grand Tournament, what force presided over it?"

　　 "That's not to say, of course it is the God's Court!"

　　 "That's right! As far as I know, the Supreme Court is divided into the rudder rudder in Yangzhou, and the strength is only the perfection of the gods!" said Xue Sha.

As soon as 　　 said these words, the evil gentleman’s face flashed, "You mean, we made a big fuss at the Yangzhou Zongmen Conference? Attract the attention of the Supreme Court?"

　　 "No..."

　　 Blood Fiend shook his finger, "Of course it can’t be that simple. What we have to do is naturally to refine all the old monsters, all the old monsters, one person and half, how good do you think?"

　　 "What?"

　　 Evil Monarch’s face is full of shock, and at the same time, there is a little expectation, "Just in case there is a mortal cultivator, how can we deal with it?"

　　"You don't have to worry about this, a cavernous realm. Although it can't be killed, I can stop it!"

　　 "As long as there are not two Void Hollow Realms, we will have a big fight, what do you think?" Xue Sha said.

　　 "Okay, that's great, let's follow what Brother Sha said."

　　 The two looked at each other and laughed strangely.

　　 A conspiracy, quickly formed.

　　……