After that, Huang Wuji, who had transformed his body in the blue sky for thousands of years, set his eyes on the three-color Honglian after the Hongyun Diagram disappeared. The legend of the three-color Honglian, although there are some records in ancient books. However, how to make the three-color Honglian recognize the master, the ancient books do not say.

The three-color Honglian was in front of him at this time, but Huang Wuji had no way at all: "Do you want to take it off forcibly!"

Thinking of this, Huang Wuji hurriedly shook his head, if he picked indiscriminately, he wouldn't be able to destroy the three-color Honglian, it would not be a joke. Luck is a thing, although some people look down on what it says that people will win the day. However, most of them still have jealousy at work in their hearts, and there are very few people who really think that luck is useless.

Without the blessing of the three-color Honglian, the adventures in the previous life would not have opened the door for Huang Wuji. Some unattainable adventures will close the door forever.

"In the end, what do you have to do to make it recognize the Lord without harming the Three-color Rainbow Lotus!" Huang Wuji felt a little troubled, and unconsciously scratched his head, looking at the Three-color Rainbow Lotus with a wry smile.

The three-color lotus is made by condensing the luck of heaven and earth, and is also divided into white lotus, golden lotus, and purple lotus. The fortune map is ethereal and invisible, attached to the three-color rainbow lotus, and no one knows the origin, but I know that the fortune map condenses the geographical features and customs of the entire Qiankun continent.

"Try it by dripping blood!" Huang Wuji, who had no choice, suddenly had a thought in his head. It's just that deep down in my heart, I don't believe that the three-color Honglian uses an old-fashioned and simple way to recognize the master.

"MD, let's try it first!" Huang Wuji was naked, step by step into the Ten Thousand Years Blue Sky Pool. Entering the pool, he stepped on the ground, carefully moving forward step by step, until the center of the pool could be submerged to Huang Wuji's waist.

And, the three-color Honglian has reached the distance at your fingertips, as long as you stretch out your hand, you can tear off the lotus flower that looks like a beautiful girl. It's a pity that the three-color lotus flower is much weaker than the delicate girl, and it is also a million times more noble, Huang Wuji stared at the lotus flower carefully, and his eyes showed a trace of fascination and intoxication.

After a long period of effort, Huang Wuji woke up from his infatuation, looked at the skin that was more feminine than a woman, gritted his teeth, and gently bit his finger, and a kind of purple and gold blood that was different from the color of ordinary people flowed out of the wound, drop by drop on the three-color Honglian.

The blood droplets fell on the three-color lotus as if it had encountered boiling water, and was quickly broken by a golden light, turning into steam and disappearing without a trace.

"Failure to recognize the Lord by blood!" Huang Wuji was not depressed when he saw the failure of the Confession of the Lord by Blood, but was even happier in his heart. It also briefly illustrates the nobility of the three-color lotus. You must know that Huang Wuji's own blood is not ordinary blood, but the bloodline left by the Yellow Emperor of the Human Emperor in the world is extremely noble.

Although, the concentration of blood is not 1/10,000 of the ancestors. However, no one in the world has ever dared to underestimate the Tang Dynasty.

It's been half an hour since I stood in the Ten Thousand Years Blue Sky Pool. During this period, Huang Wuji thought of many possible ways, but in the end he denied them one by one. Just when Huang Wuji was at a loss, he suddenly remembered that it seemed that a certain nameless ancient book had mentioned that there was a magical way to recognize the owner of some rare artifacts.

However, what was the solution, Huang Wuji couldn't think of it for a while, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart. However, at the same time, there is a kind of excitement and anticipation at the same time.

"I thought of it, so it was like that!" Huang Wuji thought hard for a long time, and finally he thought of it. However, the content of the nameless ancient books made him a little embarrassed. In his heyday, this kind of thing didn't seem too difficult to do. However, now that there is nothing in cultivation, even if it has undergone the transformation of the blue sky for thousands of years, it is only a change in the body, and it has little effect on the growth of cultivation.

It turned out that Huang Wuji remembered a method of soul refining mentioned in an unknown ancient book. Dividing a wisp of one's own soul into the artifact can refine the magic in a short period of time, and at the same time, it can be as smooth as using one's own arm.

However, the sequelae of how to do it are also very large, and the soul is something that cannot be seen or touched. can only rely on feelings, the emperor Wuji in the previous life is the highest Tianzun peak among the six martial arts deities, of course, he can feel his soul, and it is not a big problem to separate a wisp.

However, now that his cultivation is extremely poor, and his soul's perceptual ability has also dropped to the extreme, whether he can feel the edge of his soul is a question. This method really made Huang Wuji a little embarrassed, but he couldn't think of any other way besides it.

"Let me think about it, there must be some way for me to see my soul, my Emperor Wuji has read all the books in the world, there is nothing that cannot be done!"

In the battle of Huang Wuji, he has seen countless ancient books, and after the establishment of the imperial dynasty, he has collected all the rare and unique books in the human race, and the secret records of the alien races that have been circulated in the wilderness and foreign lands. All the ancient books added up, allowing him to establish the largest library in the history of the Terrans, and it is also the holy place of all the warriors of the Terrans.

In the previous life, Emperor Wuji spent half a month in the library, and although he didn't read many cheats on martial arts, he didn't have a lot of them. The most read is the ancient books that introduce the history of the Qiankun Continent, Huang Wuji's ambition is comparable to the sun and the moon, and he wants to understand the situation and secrets of the entire Qiankun Continent for his own grand hegemony.

Therefore, the most in Huang Wuji's memory is not the secret books, but the ancient books that introduce the secret history of the Qiankun Continent, and the content of each ancient book is clearly presented in his mind. It's just that the content of ancient books is too large and complicated for him to think of for a while.

Time flowed slowly like a stream, and Huang Wuji stood motionless in the middle of the pool like a statue. Time seems to have stopped flowing silently here.

"Choke!" The huge stone cave seemed to remember the sound of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, Huang Wuji's eyes suddenly opened, and a gray light erupted, and in the blink of an eye, it merged into the three-color red lotus.

At the moment when the gray light merged into the three-color Honglian, the speed of the alternation of the three colors of the three-color Honglian, platinum and purple suddenly accelerated, and a gray brilliance flowed in the three-color Honglian, as if it wanted to devour the three brilliances of platinum and purple.

Huang Wuji's face was pale at this time, and his body was crumbling, if it weren't for the aura of the ten thousand years of continuous nourishment of his body, maybe he would have fallen to the ground half dead by now.

It turned out that getting the gray brilliance was a wisp of Huang Wuji's own soul. Huang Wuji thought about it for a long time, and finally saw a secret method from an ancient book, and the name of the secret method was very simple, it was called "Distraction Law".

Originally, the "Distraction Law" was used to separate one's own soul and use it on the puppet. Moreover, the soul used to refine the puppet is less than one-ten-thousandth of itself, and it can be recovered after a few days of rest after each refining.

However, Huang Wuji went the opposite way, using the "Distraction Law" to turn one percent of his soul into a ray of gray light and merge it into the three-color lotus.

Fortunately, I don't know if it's a relationship of reincarnation and rebirth, Huang Wuji's soul is very strong, after dividing one percent, there will be no end for the dead, plus there are thousands of years of green sky nourishment, the body can still hold up to a certain extent, not to the point of being half-dead.

You know, the soul has always been mysterious, and no one can guess it. The soul is related to a person's life, without it, it is equivalent to losing one's life, even a penny less in the soul is a big deal, not to mention Xiang Huang Wuji, directly take out the soul of 100% strength to work hard, whether it can succeed or not.

The power of the gray soul has become a little precarious under the oppression of the three-color Honglian. After all, Emperor Wuji's one-percent soul power could not be more powerful than the three-color Honglian who condensed the luck of heaven and earth.

However, things are often unexpected. The gray soul power seemed to be devoured by the three-color Honglian, and Huang Wuji subconsciously thought so when he saw the state of the soul power.

Just when Huang Wuji thought that everything was going to end, suddenly the power of the gray soul erupted like a storm, and the three-colored Honglian obviously paused for 0.01 seconds in the fluctuations like a soul storm.

Taking advantage of the pause of the three-color rainbow lotus, the power of the gray soul merged into the three-color rainbow lotus at a lightning speed. While Huang Wuji was still stunned, a connection with the three-color Honglian appeared in his mind.

The three-color Honglian is like a newborn baby, and has a dependence on Huang Wuji. Huang Wuji also seemed to have become a father, unconsciously accepting the dependence of the three-color Honglian, which seemed to be the way it should be.

Huang Wuji stretched out his jade hand and gently stroked the petals of the three-color lotus, as if caressing the forehead of a child, and with each touch, the three-color lotus would sway gently, as if happy.

"I got it, I got it, the three-color Honglian is mine!" Huang Wuji finally recovered from the crash, looking at the three-color Honglian in disbelief, and kept muttering to himself in his mouth.

At the moment when the soul power had just merged into the three-color rainbow lotus, a huge memory was transmitted to his brain. The origin of the three-color Honglian clearly appeared in my mind.

It turns out that the three-color lotus only grows once every million years, and every time it appears, it will look for people who are destined for heaven. If you can't find it, you will fall into a deep sleep, and after 100,000 years, you will wake up again until you find the true destined person.

At the same time, he will also pass on his 100,000 years of luck to the loser who has a fate but no point, which can be regarded as a meeting gift.

Huang Wuji also realized that he had indeed come here in his previous life, but he had not passed the test of the three-color Honglian, but he had only obtained a part of his luck.

"Hehe!" Huang Wuji laughed self-deprecatingly, he couldn't imagine that he in his previous life was just getting the luck of the three-color Honglian for 100,000 years.

"It seems that 100,000 years of luck is not invincible in the world, and it is useless to meet a peerless powerhouse who transcends fate!" Huang Wuji thought of the scene where the giant hand that covered the sky and slapped himself to death with one palm, and a chill couldn't help but rise in his heart, and it was more of a motivation to work hard.

The three-color Honglian has lived for too long, and the memory is so huge, with the stream coming, his head has a feeling that it is about to burst. The huge memory also brought Huang Wuji a lot of benefits.

Take the Fortune Map as an example, it turns out that the Fortune Map is the white lotus petals on the three-color Rainbow Lotus, which is used to collect the geographical features and customs of the Qiankun Continent. The white lotus petals condense the image of the Qiankun Continent, and it is also formed for the future master of the three-color Honglian to dominate the continent.

Nasturtium petals are the luck of collecting all kinds of flowers, plants, trees, birds, beasts, fish and other living beings. On the other hand, the purple lotus petals are to collect the luck of races such as human races and alien races. Millions of years of human race, the luck of the alien race is blessed on a person's body, and the future can be imagined.

However, there is one thing that makes Huang Wuji very speechless, the three-color Honglian has grown in millions of years, and has awakened from sleep every 100,000 years, and now it is just the tenth time, and it only has the last 100,000 years of luck, and if you want to have luck, you must collect it again.

Fortunately, the three-color Honglian itself is an automatic collector of luck, as long as Huang Wuji finds something or a human beast with luck, etc., and subdues or kills it, the three-color Honglian can absorb the luck of the other party.

Moreover, in the memory of the three-color rainbow lotus, Huang Wuji found that in addition to the three-color rainbow lotus, there were five kinds of holy relics that were the same as the three-color rainbow lotus, which could also automatically absorb the luck of heaven and earth.

Unconsciously, Huang Wuji had been in the mysterious cave for three days, and the guards in the white mist outside the cave also showed anxious expressions one by one. And Huang Wuji in the mysterious cave is an old god.

After three days and three nights of tidying up, Huang Wuji finally sorted out the huge memories of the three-color Honglian. I also learned from it that the mysterious cave that I couldn't find in my previous life turned out to be isolated in another space by the three-color Honglian with her own ability, which is simply a blessed land.

This is also the reason why in the previous life, Huang Wuji sent an army of 100,000 to search all the barren mountains inch by inch and could not find the mysterious cave. Now, Huang Wuji has a connection with the three-color Honglian, as long as a thought is thousands of miles away, he can come to the cave in an instant.

Knowing this ability, Huang Wuji was very happy in his heart. Regarding the danger of the Qiankun Continent, Huang Wuji was very scruples, and he didn't know if there were any more powerful characters on the old monsters in the Divine Harmony Realm.

At this time, the Qiankun Continent seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy mist in Huang Wuji's heart, which made it difficult for people to see it really. The danger of the Qiankun Continent also drew a big question mark in Huang Wuji's mind.

He thought he knew the history of the Qiankun Continent very well, and he once again looked at the Qiankun Continent squarely. The Qiankun Continent is far from being as simple as he thinks on the surface, and there are only one sect outside the sect, and there are old monsters like Shenhe, and it is difficult to guarantee that there are no other races.

In the mysterious Endless Sea, it is unknown whether there are more powerful old monsters. All the changes, while casting a shadow on Huang Wuji, also made him more and more determined to be determined.

Only by making such a Qiankun Continent surrender can it bring true supreme pleasure to Huang Wuji.