In the room, Yan Minghua's brocade-sleeved dress was making a sound, and her cultivation level was rising steadily!
boom!
Six days later.
Yanling City.
Mansion.
Wenren Lingse had just read a bunch of documents and felt a little tired. He ordered a few puppets to light a spiritual cigarette and wanted to take a rest.
But at this moment, a faint fragrance slowly rose, which cheered him up. His whole body became energetic, and a feeling of comfort that he had never experienced before filled his mind.
Her aura continued to rise, and finally reached the late stage of Hedao, which was an extremely terrifying state.
boom!
Time passed by minute by minute.
This is a sect called "Chongming Sect".
Sect.
Inside the cave where Cuilei is.
In the secret room, formations were opened one after another, and the aura between heaven and earth was like a downpour.
Si Hong and Miao Li were sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and doing their exercises. The true energy in their bodies was surging, and they were concentrating on their practice.
At this moment, she suddenly felt as if an invisible stone had been lifted off her, and she felt relieved.
Following this, a mighty and pure power poured directly into her body.
Si Hongmiao Liuli didn't think much, and immediately activated his cultivation and began to absorb this sudden energy. His cultivation level was improving rapidly, but his seven holes were bleeding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his bones were covered with flesh and bones.
In the inheritance hall.
Thousands of soul lamps are like a vast ocean.
Among the hundreds of gloomy scrolls in the sky, one of them seemed to sense something. It trembled slightly and burst into bright light.
In the painting, the ancestor "Fu Qiong" suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked somewhere at the mountain gate. He saw Si Hong covered in blood, who was the woman named Si Hong.
"Fuqiong" the ancestor hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and shot out a stream of light, which passed through many mountains and rivers, passed through many restrictions, and shot directly to Fairy Xiaoliu's forehead.
Si Hongmiaoli suddenly felt a cold and unpredictable aura suddenly descending on him. His body, which was about to burst, suddenly had a chance to breathe and began to work hard to stabilize the situation.
In the inheritance hall, the ancestor "Fu Qiong" stopped what he was doing and began to comprehend the magical power again.
At this moment, a slight sound of footsteps sounded from the secret room.
Da da da……
Not long after, a slender and graceful woman appeared in front of the painting of the ancestor "Fu Qiong".
Her hair poured down like a waterfall, like a wisp of green smoke, her clothes were fluttering, her fair face was covered with a layer of gauze, and there were only one pair of eyes, shining with blazing light, as sharp as a knife, and her face was covered with a veil. The veil made it difficult to see her face clearly, but her lips were bright red.
This person is "Xinghen"!
At this time, she was exuding a surging momentum, and she had obviously entered the Mahayana realm.
"Xinghen" came to the "Fu Qiong" picture, bowed, looked at Si Hong, and said: "This woman is a disciple of this generation, and she is the same as the saint from the previous generation. It seems that her cultivation has improved a lot, which is very interesting."
"Fuqiong" the old man nodded, "the two of them are Zhan Wuji's partners and her cauldron."
"Since we are within the sect, we naturally cannot make any mistakes."
"Xinghen" was a little surprised. She really couldn't figure out why these two young women had anything to do with her sect leader...
But after thinking about it again, I felt relieved again.
Immortal, cannot be deduced!
Although the Holy Son of our sect is not a true immortal, he is still a strong man who has transcended the tribulation period and has traveled more than half of the way to immortality.
There is even a possibility of ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly tribulations.
In this world, no one can figure out the cause and effect of each other!
"Xinghen" thought as he said: "This time, it seems to be much easier."
"Not bad." "Fuqiong" nodded.
"Now, we just need to wait for Zhan Wuji to survive this 'Tao Tribulation'."
"Xinghen" nodded: "I have just stepped into the Mahayana realm, and I want to know more about the experiences of my predecessors."
"Go." "Fu Qiong" said coldly.
After the words fell, he closed his eyes, and the faint light immediately disappeared and returned to darkness.
The "Star Hate" dissipated silently at the same time.
The entire inheritance hall fell into deathly silence again.
Only the soul lamps were still flowing continuously, like a Milky Way, falling from the sky, filling the entire palace.
boom!
Six days passed.
Pillow Stone Zhang's, in an ancient mansion.
In a small building on a big tree, Zhang Xirou was sitting in front of the window painting. The purple brush had just touched a drop of red when she suddenly trembled and her mind became clear.
Immediately, his momentum skyrocketed and his cultivation level climbed steadily.
Zhang Xirou immediately put down the brush in her hand, sat cross-legged, and concentrated on absorbing this sudden huge energy.
boom!
The gorgeous glow makes this building look like a fairy palace.
Meng Hongxuan had a hairpin on her head and a plum blossom in her hand. She was standing by the window, facing a plum blossom bottle. Suddenly, her heart felt cold and she felt comfortable all over, as if at this moment, everything was washed away. All the dust was removed, and an unprecedented feeling of comfort and freedom came to my heart.
Immediately, a majestic force poured into her body, and she immediately used her energy to integrate it into her body.
boom!
Time passed by in a flash, without day or night, without day or night, time just passed by quietly.
The huge sphere illuminated the sky again, making a deafening sound of thunder, surging like a torrent of water.
In the center of the sphere, Zhan Wuji, with fluttering clothes, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes became clearer.
He has survived another inner demon tribulation!
At this moment, his momentum was already astonishing, and his understanding of the rules had reached a level of proficiency. Compared with when he escaped from Qingyao Mountain, it was a world of difference!
"This is the sixty-third Dao tribulation."
"Senior Sister Li, Qiao Ciguang, Si Hong Qingming, Yan Minghua, Wenren Lingse, Si Hongmiaoli, Zhang Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, Hua Yulan, Hua Niannu."
"Since the forty-ninth heaven, every time I have a demon, it is for my partner and my furnace!"
"However, my cultivation and understanding have been greatly improved."
"This god hasn't taken action yet. Could it be that he was persuaded by me?"
Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji calmed down.
The thoughts of a true immortal, the thoughts of Ji Shuang'er, and the thoughts of a demon emperor can break through his inner demon tribulation, let alone an immortal!
After more than ten times of inner demon tribulation, this immortal has not done anything to him. This is his absolute trust in him!
In this case, he might as well take advantage of the situation and wait until he has overcome the last catastrophe, then return to Youzhang's Tomb and "force a confession" from Si Hongqingfeng.
Of course, he did not destroy the true immortal seal, and it was absolutely impossible for him to be Si Hong Qingxue.
It’s Zhang Jingli!
She is Zhang Jingli’s wife, and it was also his instruction!
