National Destiny: Bound God-level luck to create the strongest sect

"Then let me take the lead for everyone, let's go in first."

Su Ming stood up and said.

In the hot eyes of everyone, Su Ming came to the front of Guangmen with a sway, stepped on his foot, and walked away.

Just when Su Ming stepped in, Gong Tianhua, who was standing aside, said to Hu Zhenglian in a funny way:
"Master Hu, according to his cultivation, what level of immortal law can he obtain in this Immortal Scripture Pavilion?"

At this time, the Red Cloud Fairy from Tianxiamen interjected:

"From my point of view, his cultivation is at best the appearance of the first sword of Zhan Ling, and judging from his aura, it seems that he has just broken through."

"Maybe maybe four floors, the limit is about five floors."

"Forget it, let's see what level of fairy art he can get." Hu Zhenglian shook his head and said slowly.

"If you can get the fifth level of immortality, then you can make a lot of money. Maybe our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce can invite this person to be a guest. Such a person, our Wanbao Chamber of Commerce should make good friends."

Master Wanbao seemed to pretend not to see the conflict between the two before, and laughed.

While these people were talking, Su Ming had already stepped into the Immortal Scripture Pavilion, and came to a gray space surrounded by fog, making it difficult to see the surroundings.

Su Ming tried to search with his spiritual sense, but found that he couldn't.

There were whispers in my ears, I wanted to listen carefully but couldn't hear them clearly.

And at this moment, the mist surged and condensed into a fog man in front of him.

The fog man couldn't see his face clearly, so he could barely see that it was a human figure.

He looked at Su Ming quietly, then raised his left hand, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Su Ming motionlessly.

Su Ming looked puzzled and didn't know what the situation was.

He knew that in the Immortal Scripture Pavilion, which level of immortal technique you can obtain depends entirely on chance.

But what is this opportunity based on?

Looking at the appearance of this fog man, it seems that he is asking to test himself.

After pondering for a moment, Su Ming stretched out his index finger in hesitation, and pressed it together with the finger stretched out by the fog man.

In an instant, he felt a strange force coming into his body from the fog man's fingers, and it was withdrawn after swimming around.

A deep voice echoed around the space.

"To be qualified as a small fairy in the Spiritual Realm, you can go to the fifth floor of the Pavilion of Immortal Scriptures and choose an immortal technique based on your own chance."

Su Ming's eyes flickered, and he whispered in his heart: "The fifth floor? The qualification of Xiaoxian? Could it be that he judges which floor I should go to based on my cultivation?"

And at this moment, when the fog man finished speaking, his figure gradually dissipated. It is estimated that when the figure completely dissipated, Su Ming would be teleported to the fifth floor.

Suddenly, he had an idea, as if he thought of something.

He took out Li Muyi's body from the fairy coffin, and forced her hand onto the Wuman's.

The fog man, who was dissipating, actually condensed his body here, and said with a slightly trembling voice:

"Immortal Monarch qualification, you can go to the tenth floor and check the fairy art!"

Su Ming's eyes immediately showed excitement. The fifth layer mentioned by the fog man before chose the fairy technique by chance.

And now, it's the tenth floor, look up the fairy arts!

Selecting and looking up, the meaning of these two words is very different!

His heart is pounding now, and he feels like he has won the jackpot.

He hurriedly put Li Muyi into the jade coffin. At this time, the mist had all dissipated, and it turned into a staircase and appeared in front of him.

He took a deep breath and walked up slowly.

And at this moment, everyone waiting outside also discovered the changes in Xianjing Pavilion at this time.

I saw five multicolored rays of light suddenly appeared in the Immortal Scripture Pavilion, appearing in front of everyone like a rainbow.

Gong Tianhua's eyes fell on the five rainbow lights, and he said calmly:

"It seems that what you said, Fairy Hongyun, is right. He seems to be on the fifth floor at most, but I don't know what kind of fairy art he can get on the fifth floor."

Fairy Hongyun nodded: "The fifth level of immortality is not bad, at least it can only be obtained by the immortals, and it is quite powerful."

Hu Zhenglian looked at the five rays of light with flickering eyes, and said in a low voice: "It seems that things have become interesting."

Gong Tianhua and Fairy Hongyun were slightly taken aback, when they were about to say something.

I saw that behind the five rays of light above the Immortal Scripture Pavilion, five rays of light suddenly rushed out, directly covering the entire attic of the Immortal Scripture Pavilion, colorful.

"What, one, two, three, four, ten! This person can actually enter the tenth floor? Doesn't that mean that he has at least the cultivation level of a fairy? This is impossible!"

Gong Tianhua was the first to jump up and said in disbelief.

Fairy Hongyun also looked at the ten rays of light in a daze, and finally muttered to herself, with a look of horror in her eyes:

"The tenth floor, could it be that he can obtain the Immortal Emperor's Immortal Law?"

Ying Hu and the others didn't respond, they were used to it long ago, while the others stared blankly at the sky and remained silent.

Master Wanbao and Wanguan watched with fiery eyes, and made a decision in their hearts, that is, they must win over Su Ming, at least not let him think they are enemies.

"Hehe, interesting, this Su Ming is becoming more and more interesting to himself."

Hu Zhenglian looked at the sky, the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

Su Ming walked slowly along the stairs to the tenth floor.

The tenth floor is a small attic, this attic is not very big, there are a row of cabinets on the left and right.

And most of the cabinets are already empty, only a small part of the cabinets have a slight light shining in the small wooden lattice.

And in the middle of the two rows of cabinets, there is a table with a small stove above the table burning incense, and there are three futons under the table.

There is a painting on the table. In the painting, there is a man standing on the cliff, surrounded by black wind and raindrops.

He was standing in the storm, Su Ming couldn't see his back.

He turned to look at the small grids around him that were still shining, and he looked up.

Then he withdrew his gaze with an ugly face. He had just checked with his detecting eyes.

The light flashing in the small grids around here is not some kind of fairy art, but just a piece of ordinary fairy jade. Maybe there were records of fairy art and the like in it before, but as time goes by, the fairy art inside With the loss of immortal energy in the immortal jade, everything is incomplete.

It can only be Su Ming's bad luck.

He circled around and found nothing special.

Then, he turned his gaze to the painting in front of the middle.

"Three futons, does this mean you want me to choose one?"