At dawn, Xiao Ni'er's shouting and noise could be heard outside the main hall.
"Wow, Old Turtle, you have finally advanced to the sixth level. Hahaha, okay, okay. From now on, you will be the number one demon king thug under my throne. Whoever doesn't like you will be beaten from behind." Xiao Ni'er rushed out for dozens of miles, circling around the humbly smiling Turtle Fudo, his arrogant voice sounding awkward.
Turtle Fufu was full of gratitude, meticulously saluted, and said hello.
He was able to get ahead thanks to King Carp's glory.
If it weren't for the adventure he went to the Yanyuan Secret Realm to earn merit, and if Carp King hadn't been deceived by Yang Shuilan into the Moling Secret Realm and handed over a large piece of dragon bone to him, it would have been really difficult for him to successfully break through the realm and achieve his wish.
He was tired of being in the lower realm, and he had long been looking forward to being able to ascend to the upper realm to practice.
Guanzhu, Tu Kun, and Lu Zijin left the palace after their morning lessons and chatted with Guifang for a while. When Chen Qingqiao, who had been promoted to the sixth level in earlier years, arrived, since he agreed to go to mediate the conflict, of course he must be strong.
This is true as the saying goes: "If you are weak, don't bear heavy loads; if you speak lightly, don't persuade others."
Without further delay, the group set off and flew to the southwest.
The route was even more lively when the elusive old man You suddenly appeared and joined the team near Biyifeng.
Xiao Ni'er carried a palm-sized fiery red man on her shoulders, which was transformed into a small fire that had been practicing in the Lihuo Pearl for many years. She had a lot of fun playing with Xiao Huo all the way, and she never said a few words to fight with Old Man You. He suddenly said: "Master Guanzhi, let's take a turn to Liuzhi River and see the lady named Yang."
She still remembered that her mother-in-law had not been promoted, and she had run away from home countless times. She never remembered her mother-in-law's overnight hatred.
It's all my fault that my uncle made the empress distracted, and she wasted nearly a hundred years by running around with her. Otherwise, with the qualifications of the empress and a three-hundred-year-old red fruit in her hand, she would have broken through the barrier long ago.
"Lezi sent word a few days ago that your mother-in-law has successfully advanced to the sixth level and is currently in seclusion to stabilize her cultivation. It is not appropriate for us to go and disturb her. We will wait until Shui Lan comes out of seclusion."
Tu Kun said with a smile that he deliberately waited for Xiao Ni'er to ask before telling him.
Everyone has his or her own destiny, and Yang Shuilan has finally caught up. She can make more preparations in the next twenty years.
"You...have gone too far, you are all bad people!"
Xiao Ni'er bared her sharp teeth and ran to the front with somersaults and small fires. She was so happy, but when she thought about twenty years later, she would not see Sha Niu'er and Hu Qiang'er for a thousand years. A little disappointed.
She hopes to have as many playmates as possible, and they all want to listen to her.
The viewer, Tu Kun and the others burst into laughter.
Chen Qingqiao was innocently shot and said: "Xiao Ni'er, you wrongly blamed me. I am really not the same group as them."
"Hey, who would believe this? You are all in a group, and you are all bad people."
Xiao Ni'er is determined to wrongly accuse the upright Chen Guanzhu, give him the title of villain, and then beat him up with a stick to save trouble.
"Haha, Lao Chen has been with us all the time. Those who are arrogant will be arrogant. There is no need to argue." "Yes, how can you do bad things without Lao Chen?"
Lu Zijin and Tu Kun tried their best to pull Chen Qingqiao into the water. Chen Guanzhu couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to admit it. The group flew over the sea area, reunited with Zhao Zhu'er who had arrived, and headed south in a mighty manner. Eight sixth-level masters came forward, with enough momentum.
Nanyuan Continent, the mouth of Longwei River.
On both sides of the river more than thirty miles apart, the human race and the demon race lined up their troops and stood ready. The masters of both sides were flying in the air, the atmosphere was solemn, and the evil spirit was soaring to the sky.
The "Feiliu Island" in the middle of the river has formed a certain scale after more than a hundred years of sand deposition.
The dragon-tailed river god Chi Qing and a group of river gods and water demons hid anxiously at the boundary between the river and the sea in the distance. They did not dare to be angry, let alone speak out. They were ready to escape into the sea at any time, and they did not dare to provoke them.
Chi Qinghe God does not want to participate in the war between the two clans. In the past forty years, he has given up the Longwei River territory that runs through the Nanyuan Continent again and again. Now he has retreated to a hundred miles of land with Feiliuzhou as his stronghold. These hateful guys are still not here. He was really angry that he was willing to let it go and actually used this place as a decisive battleground. He is a small fifth-level river god who dare not block the car with his hands, and will lose even the last piece of habitat.
Go and become a god with no fixed abode from now on. Thinking about it makes you sad.
Maintaining the current golden body requires a huge amount of incense.
The territory was lost, and the people and believers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were fleeing and dying. What could he do to survive the next twenty years?
It felt like every day was like a year, and he just wanted the promotion test to come as soon as possible.
"Sir...Sir, there are monks outflanking from the northern sea. Let's leave quickly." A fourth-level Hebo pointed to the sky in the distance, alarming the unaware Chi Qinghe God. Chi Qinghe God hurriedly looked around, and was pleasantly surprised to see a few familiar figures among them. The leader was none other than Zhang Guanzhu, who had broken through seclusion in Feiliuzhou back then. He told his men to avoid hiding in the water. He got out of the river and tiptoed. Touching the water, you salute and greet, but you don't dare to put yourself in danger and stay away from the water.
"Chi Qing pays homage to Taoist Zhang and all the seniors!"
He secretly hoped that Zhang Guanzhu came here to mediate the conflict between the two clans, otherwise eight masters with whom he could not recognize the cultivation skills came. They were all chatting and laughing, not paying attention to the confrontation between the two clans dozens of miles away. Indifferent.
"Fellow Taoist Chi Qing, you are very polite. Please stay out of the water for a while until I go to talk to them." Zhang Wenfeng smiled and extended his hand to help others, and said very understandingly.
Chi Qinghe God was overjoyed and quickly stepped aside. He would return to the water after the eight people had passed.
Flying to Feiliu Continent, Zhang Wenfeng looked around, raised his hands to the human race and demon race masters on both sides of the river, and said: "God also has the virtue of good life. You have been fighting for forty years. You are covered in blood and are possessed by evil karma. Don't think about it. How will you survive the tribulation and ascend to greatness after twenty years?
Listen to Zhang's advice and stop fighting. Each of you can wash away your bad karma according to your ability and prepare for ascending to the upper world. There is still time. If you insist on fighting to the death, just pretend that Zhang has never been here. Just feel free to do so! "
Sure enough, fighting at the end of the spiritual energy surge is the fastest way to break through and advance to the sixth level. In just a few years, seven sixth-level masters have emerged from both the human race and the demon race, each with outstanding combat power. Of course, thousands of monks have died.
A general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones. When fighting, he complies with the rule of heaven, "take from heaven and return to earth". He takes away the fate of others and achieves his own cultivation.
Although it is a bit cruel and bloody, it is the only method summarized by predecessors.
However, it also takes time to resolve the bad karma. Whether it is the destiny of the country, the destiny of the clan, or Shinto means, if one mistake is made, the body will not be able to survive the catastrophe, and the body will disappear, and the gain will not be worth the loss. You Mengchang sent a message secretly to remind everyone: "The black sword hanging on Qi Qi's waist is the infamous Meteoric Sword. Lord Jin Xing is killing, be careful of the Smiling Tiger's sneak attack."
"Don't worry, Mr. Donkey, I'm keeping an eye on him. If you dare to make a move, I'll cut him."
Lu Zijin sent a message and replied.
More than a dozen monks and demons on the east and west banks of the river returned the favor.
"What Zhang Guanzhu said is reasonable. Ascension is a serious matter and the war can be resolved. We, Araki City, are willing to follow Guanzhu Zhang's advice and reconcile and cease war with the human race. Now let's see what the other brothers say?"
The black wave demon of Araki City shouted loudly.
In fact, both sides have been exhausted from the fighting and need a suitable step. Of course, there are militants among them who are making trouble. They hope to fight for their own interests for another ten years and create more tribal masters.
The other two demons wearing the same pants as the Kurobo Daiyou of Araki Castle hurriedly agreed and expressed their willingness to cease the war.
There are two other demons who follow the crowd, and they can fight or stop.
A leopard demon named Ban wanted to come forward to oppose, but Lu Zijin, who had received the letter in advance, secretly sent a few threats. He did not dare to come forward. No one is stupid. Eight masters from the Fairy Spirit Temple came to mediate. In the distance, in the sea Don’t know how many good players are hidden? At least Fang Bailan, who is inseparable from Zhao Zhuer, must be here.
If everyone really rebels against each other, the outcome will be bad.
"We, the demon race, are willing to listen to Guanzhu Zhang's mediation, but it depends on the choice of the human race on the other side." After discussion, the black wave demon quickly unified the tone and shouted loudly.
He really didn't want to fight anymore, too many of his subordinates had died, so he finally called in Mr. Donkey and Zhang Guanzhu and his party. He was worried that if the fight continued, the demon clan would not be able to take advantage, and they would not even be able to protect themselves, because he had received some unfavorable news.
The many demon cultivators who lined up behind were making all kinds of cries of ghosts and wolves.
Howls of excitement and wild screams, after all, the majority are those who do not want to risk their lives to fight. The general trend is that warlike lunatics do not have the upper hand, and they are drowned in it and cannot make waves.
