Liu Ming, who was behind Daoist Tian Ge, also stopped and looked into the distance. He already had a guess in his heart, but the spiritual pressure was obviously restrained at this time, and it was not as sharp as it was at the beginning.
Sure enough, when Lu Meng and Yin Se flew twenty to thirty feet away from the starlight, a middle-aged man in yellow clothes with a clear appearance slowly emerged from the flickering starlight and stood there.
It was the Big Dipper Pavilion Master.
As soon as he appeared, his lips moved slightly, as if he was asking Lu Meng and Yin Se something.
As a result, after the two of them replied, the Big Dipper Pavilion Master revealed a satisfied expression. Then, he raised a bright starlight, swept Lu Meng and Yin Se, and landed them on an empty space on the mountain peak.
Seeing this, everyone on the mountain peak looked away, not daring to look directly at this almighty being.
On the other side, beside Daoist Tian Ge, the man in a grey robe from Taiqing Gate was sitting cross-legged, and above his head, there was a pattern that was several feet large, which looked like a Tai Chi symbol, slowly rotating in the void.
In less than ten minutes, Long Yanfei and the other four disciples of Taiqing Gate gathered together.
"Sect Master, we are back." Long Yanfei respectfully cupped her fists at Daoist Tian Ge.
"You have worked hard this time. Take a good rest first, we will talk about the rest after we return." After Daoist Tian Ge nodded slightly, he frowned and looked at the giant tablet outside the Secret Realm of Heaven Gate with a serious expression.
Although the Tianmen Meeting ended early, the stone tablet still clearly showed everyone's luck ranking. However, Liu Ming and the others who entered the Land of Inheritance were somehow tampered with by the three monsters. Although they had already walked out of the Secret Realm, the names on the stone tablet were still dim, as if they were under a restriction.
Currently, the first place was still the silver-haired woman from the Big Dipper Pavilion with three Golden Locks. The second and third places were actually the Black Wind Fairy and her sister from the Murong Clan, but they only had about one and a half Golden Locks. Following closely behind them, the top ten were mostly people from the Four Great Sects and the Eight Great Families. However, there was no one from the Taiqing Gate or the Nature Work Sect.
Further down, Long Yanfei was ranked seventeenth with eight silver locks, while the other disciples were ranked in the twenties.
If that was really the case, then the Taiqing Gate's trip to the Heavenly Gates Meeting would really be a great humiliation.
Beside Peng Fei and Ye Jiong, the young man in the silver carriage, stood a few yellow-robed disciples of the Heavenly Works Sect.
In front of the disciples, there were three middle-aged men in yellow shirts standing side by side. They didn't look too good either.
Clearly, the Celestial Palace Sect's current ranking had greatly exceeded their expectations. Not only was their total luck not in the top ten, but they were even lower than the Taiqing Gate, which was also not in the top ten. They were only ranked fifteenth.
"Haha! Xueyue, Feng 'er, you two have done well. Although your luck is a little lower than that girl from the Big Dipper Pavilion, overall, our Murong family is going to come out on top! " On the other side, the black-robed elder of the Murong family looked at the Black Phoenix Fairy and her brother, Murong Xueyue, and couldn't help but stroke his beard as he laughed.
"Great Elder, you're too kind!" Murong Xueyue said with a smile.
"It's all thanks to my brother. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to get so much luck on my own." The Black Phoenix Fairy also had a smile on her face.
Right at this moment, a burst of rumbling suddenly rang out high up in the sky. Runes of all colors suddenly appeared on the towering Slab of Divine Providence, and then it exploded in quick succession, transforming into a layer of blood Qi that dissipated into nothingness.
On the Slab of Fortune, the names of Liu Ming and the others, which had been abnormally dim, suddenly flashed a few times, and returned to their original dim color.
"Next, the disciples whose names are sealed on the Slab of Fortune, please come to the front of the Slab of Fortune." The Black Turtle, who was wearing a bronze mask, suddenly stood up, looked around, and said loudly.
There was a sudden uproar in the nearby crowd, but the next moment, a purple light flashed and appeared in front of the Slab of Fortune. As the brilliance faded, it was the purple-haired man from the Big Dipper Pavilion, Lu Meng.
"The Lock of Fortune in the hands of the others has disappeared when they left the Secret Realm of Heaven. Due to the influence of the restriction, the luck in the Lock of Fortune can't be calculated on the Slab of Fortune. Please crush it now and release the luck." The bronze man turned around and slowly explained to the purple-haired man.
When Liu Ming heard this, he looked at the Lock of Fortune in his hand, and then looked at Luo Tiancheng, who was next to him. They both showed a hint of understanding.
A "bang" sound was heard.
The purple-haired man moved his finger and gently pinched. The small silver lock on his wrist suddenly broke open. Wisps of gray mist burst out from it and burrowed into the Slab of Fortune beside him.
The names that were originally at the bottom of the list suddenly lit up with a "shua" sound. Behind the names, there were originally six silver locks, but one after another, copper locks appeared. After ten copper locks appeared, there was a seventh silver lock.
Not long after, the ten silver locks suddenly disappeared and turned into one gold lock, and it was still growing.
After seven or eight breaths, the number of gold locks behind the purple-haired man's name stopped at three. In addition, there were nine silver locks. With a flash, his name directly jumped to the first place!
Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked. It caused a loud discussion, and there was a burst of whispers from time to time.
"You two go too." When Daoist Tian Ge saw the change of the ranking, a strange expression flashed across his face. He immediately turned around and slowly said to the two.
"Yes, Sect Leader." When Liu Ming and Tian Ge heard this, they cupped their fists and said in unison.
At the same time, Peng Fei, the young man in the silver carriage, the sisters of the Ouyang family, and the other ten people who had entered the so-called Land of Inheritance of "Old Gong" also moved and gathered in front of the Slab of Fortune.
After the purple-haired man walked to the side, Peng Fei of the Heaven Work Sect did not hesitate to step forward and crush the Lock of Fortune on his wrist. Wisps of gray mist surged out and drilled into the Slab of Fortune. His ranking, which had originally been over thirty, was astonishingly changed to fifteen.
Immediately after, the young man in the silver carriage from the Heaven's Work Sect also crushed his Fate Lock. His ranking suddenly jumped from the sixteenth place to the third place. He had two Fate Locks. He had surpassed Murong Xueyue and was now ranked behind the woman from the Big Dipper Pavilion.
Seeing that two of the three people who came out had surpassed the Black Phoenix Fairy and her sister, the smile of the black-robed old man from the Murong family suddenly froze on his face. The corners of his eyes slightly twitched, and his expression did not look good.
Murong Xueyue snorted coldly, and her eyes also became gloomy.
The three middle-aged men who led the team from the Heaven Work Sect changed their worried expressions and revealed joyful expressions.
Then, Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Qin, Xue Pan and the eagle-faced man from the Heavenly Demon Valley, and the ugly young man from the Demon Mystic Sect, Long Xuan, also stepped forward one by one and crushed the Lock of Fortune. Wisps of gray mist suddenly rolled out and entered the Slab of Fortune. The rankings on the Slab of Fortune changed rapidly. Most of them actually entered the top ten, but they did not surpass the two people from the Murong family.
Among them, Ouyang Qian and Ouyang Qin were ranked eighth and ninth respectively. Xue Pan was ranked sixteenth, Long Xuan and the eagle-faced man were ranked seventh and eighth respectively. The green-robed young woman from the Haoran Academy surpassed the Black Phoenix Fairy and ranked fifth behind Murong Xueyue, while the Black Phoenix Fairy fell to sixth.
Every one of them stepped forward and crushed the Lock of Fortune, causing the surrounding onlookers to sigh in surprise. Finally, it was the turn of Liu Ming and Luo Tiancheng from the Taiqing Gate.
Luo Tiancheng furrowed his brows at this time, and he felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. He had crushed the Lock of Fortune in a moment of desperation to save his life, and had lost half of his luck. But, he had not expected that he would not be sent out of the secret realm, and would instead fall into a dangerous place.
His palm slightly trembled, and a long and narrow crack appeared on the small silver lock on his wrist. Then, a mass of gray mist swarmed out of it, and went straight into the Slab of Fortune.
The pattern of the Golden Lock behind his name was instantly lit up, and there were nearly two of them. Compared to the young man in the silver carriage, there was only half a Golden Lock missing. His ranking suddenly appeared in the fourth place, and he replaced Murong Xueyue.
This scene once again attracted the attention of most of the people present. Their gazes converged on Luo Tiancheng at the same time.
Luo Tiancheng looked gloomy, and he was not very satisfied with this result.
"Luo Tiancheng really didn't let us down. Dutian Spirit Body, he is really a nature-defying existence. He is only at the early stage of the Crystallization Period, and he can achieve such a result!" At the Taiqing Gate, the man in a gray robe said with his eyes suddenly lit up.
"En, it is really not easy to get so much luck." Daoist Tian Ge next to him frowned, and a trace of disappointment flashed inadvertently in his eyes.
Just when most people's eyes were focused on Luo Tiancheng, Liu Ming took a few steps forward unhurriedly and crushed the silver lock in his hand.
"Peng!" A light sound rang out!
Suddenly, a large amount of gray mist rolled out of it continuously, and it went into the Slab of Fortune like a tide.
The small lock patterns behind their names also lit up, one after another, one after another …
Such a change immediately gathered the attention of the audience.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone present held their breath.
After a dozen breaths, the gray gas stopped surging out of Liu Ming's wrist.
Liu Ming's luck value also suddenly stopped at the position of three Golden Locks and nine Silver Locks. His ranking directly jumped to the first place, keeping pace with the purple-haired man. Everyone behind him dropped one place.
This scene was naturally beyond everyone's expectation. Many people in the crowd showed a surprised expression.
The scene was silent!
Luo Tiancheng on the side even widened his eyes and stared at the Slab of Fortune.
The purple-haired man, Lu Meng, also narrowed his eyes and looked at Liu Ming. There was a faint purple light flashing in his eyes.
Daoist Tian Ge's face flashed with surprise, and a smile finally appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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