Pei Xihe chewed on the mysterious scriptures on the tablet, and what just poured into her eyebrows from the hibiscus branches was also a method.
She recalled the murmurs of the incarnation of the ancient immortal's obsession when she left the Eternal Immortal Temple for the first time.
"Go forward boldly. It's not just me who is helping you. It's time for you to go back."
What Gu Xian said back then, "It's not just me" means that there is a second person. However, at that time, she was surrounded and killed by the Immortal Mahayana people. She was eager to find Tianzhu and return to China and could not take everything into consideration.
The means in this branch were left by the "second person".
Although Xixuan and other Jinwu knew how important Pei Xihe was to their clan, they also understood that Shenwu was supposed to soar in the sky and gallop across the world.
The greatest benefit is that the fortunes of heaven have reunited. Naturally, they will not restrict their intervention in the choices Pei Xihe has made.
When Xixuan saw Pei Xihe triggering the golden thread, he used his magic power to get a new branch from the Fusang Sacred Tree, which also had several dark green round single leaves with gold patterns on them. extend.
The wooden branch fell in front of Pei Xihe, and he said: "If the Emperor Ji can successfully enter the Immortal Temple or other small worlds, she can also use this sacred tree branch to return to the Golden Crow Divine Land."
"Di Ji, please be careful along the way."
Pei Xihe nodded. The strand of golden thread had completely turned into a halo and enveloped her body. She held the branch and put it into the Yin Palace, and the figure dissipated in place.
Falling into the space tunnel again, Pei Xihe looked calm, and the turbulent flow of space around her could not damage her at all.
She circulated the magic power in her body, suddenly sped up a bit, and jumped to the end of the tunnel very quickly.
Pei Xihe's current state was very different. She stared with pure golden eyes in front of her eyes and saw mysterious runes flashing on a screen of light. They were ancient and mysterious, and had the mist of gray like the birth of chaos.
She reached out and touched the light curtain, wanting to pass through the line between the worlds and enter it.
But sensing the magic power of Pei Xihetian's fairyland, the bluish-gray luster suddenly became brighter, flicking her hand away, and suddenly dense thorns formed, preventing her from approaching.
Pei Xihe narrowed his eyes, and a halo of light flowed out from the center of his eyebrows and fell on the light curtain, slowly tearing a crack like a blade.
She stretched her brows, raised the corners of her lips, and jumped in, entering this fairyland between heaven and earth for the third time.
The spiritual energy around him is rich, far better than the ordinary small thousand worlds. Pei Xihe's spiritual roots have been transformed under the thunder, completely integrated into his soul, and manifested as Dao marks on his soul. At this moment, he is emitting a faint halo, and is involved in Spiritual energy enters the body.
This is a process that must be experienced when cultivating people to become immortals. The transformation of spiritual roots into the soul is the prototype of the true body of the Dharma. From then on, spiritual cultivators build the immortal body, and demon cultivators condense the demon fetus. The demon clan has cultivated to this level by relying on the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation to inspire the inherited bloodline, temper the demon clan's true body, and continuously trace the magical powers of the ancient ancestors.
Pei Xihe had just reached the heavenly realm. If not necessary, she should practice in seclusion and consolidate the true body of the Dharma. However, things had to be prioritized and she couldn't care about that. The Transformation Thunder Tribulation lasted for about three hundred years, and it was unknown what the state of Tianxu China was like now. In addition, she had to verify the authenticity of the information left in the branch as soon as possible.
Now that she came to this world again, her state of mind changed drastically. She stepped on the sky and clouds, her mind power spread out, she explored her surroundings, selected a direction, and turned into a ray of golden light.
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Emperor Zhaocheng, Donghuang Pavilion.
Tian Xia broke through the barrier more than 130 years ago, and reached the perfection of the late Mahayana. If it were not restricted by the Immortal Temple, he could try to become an immortal, but this person's power would not be able to turn the tide.
Nowadays, the Donghuang Pavilion does not have the blessings of the Fuso Divine Branch on the practice of fire cultivators. When the power of the magic circle is finally exhausted, the news is revealed that how could the other two university palaces give up such an opportunity? Each round of recruitment of new disciples failed. , now they are extremely weak.
Tianxia, Tianqing, and Tiansheng were sitting high on the stage, their faces not very good-looking.
Tianxia took a deep breath and said: "Now that the fire and gold elves have been consumed, the formation can no longer support it. Fuyue Tower and Changci Hall also intend to cut off purchases from our pavilion. This method no longer works. .”
"We have to find a way out again."
Tian Sheng clenched his fists and said harshly.
"It's all that witch, who stole the sacred objects and allowed senior brother to..."
Tianqing interrupted him. Although she looked like an old woman, her voice was as light as a girl's. She said slowly with indifference: "The Fuso tree originally belonged to the Golden Crow clan. We really can't counterattack when the female cultivator takes it back."
"We at Donghuang Pavilion cannot rely on this thing forever. Its power is constantly declining, falling off debris, and degenerating into ordinary wood, which we carved as a token."
"This catastrophe will happen sooner or later. Either we deal with it now, or others will deal with it later. How to solve the difficulty at this moment is the first thing. It is hard to pass every time, and persistence and resentment are only self-destructive. Tian Sheng, Don’t worry about it.”
Tian Xia nodded. He also thought clearly during the hundred years of seclusion that he would no longer let resentment cloud his mind.
But his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up from the high seat with a solemn expression.
"There is an aura approaching Dizhao City rapidly. Tiansheng stays in the pavilion, and Tianqing and I go to investigate."
This aura came unscrupulously and without cover, fearing that it was an enemy attack. Di Zhao City is the most powerful city among the human race. How can the various tribes in this fairy temple dare to be so domineering and arrogant? !
Two figures jumped out of the pavilion and appeared at the city gate in just a few breaths. When they arrived here, they discovered that the leaders of the other two academic palaces and the city lord's palace were all here.
Counting the two of them, there are eleven Mahayana cultivators gathered here, all of whom are the top combat power of the human race.
And Tian Xia looked at the person who came, a bit of surprise flashed across her face, and she murmured in her heart: "It's actually her?"
That female nun who stole the hibiscus branches back then! But she didn't leave the Immortal Temple back then, but now she has returned. This must be her third time entering the Immortal Temple.
What kind of means does she have to be able to come back three times? They have also captured people outside the world and know the limitations.
Pei Xihe looked at the eleven monks with majestic auras, her expression unchanged. She stood in the void and took a step forward, her eyes flashing with golden light.
"I'm here to get something, and you can retreat on your own."
The coercion of her cultivation dissipated, making everyone present feel frightened. The most shocked one among them was the grandmaster named Xue Qing.
He was thin, with white eyes, and a complex expression of fear, resentment, and doubt.
He was the one who deduced the origin of Pei Xihe's destiny and was blinded by the backlash. So far, the medicine has not worked. Although he can sense the surroundings with his mind, it is different after all.
He was deeply impressed by it, and he recognized Pei Xihe just by looking at it.
Her golden eyes were blazing, and her crow-green hair was flying in the air. She felt that her thin body contained terrifying power, and her grace was outstanding, more dazzling than the sun behind her, and it was heart-wrenching.
