Tianqi has been practicing in the Immortal Temple for thousands of years, and has gradually reached the position of Mahayana Patriarch. He has no shortage of means and plans, and he rushed into the doorway opened by the fusang branch like a strong man in the past, to seek a person. An ethereal opportunity for ascension. How could someone so cruel to him be so decisive?
He stretched out his hand to touch the portrait inscribed on the book, his smile growing from light to thick.
As expected of the female cultivator who stole the hibiscus branch from the Mahayana Patriarch at a low level, now she is only in the third realm of immortals, but she is ranked 688th on the list.
Such talent and bravery are far beyond his reach. Nowadays, Tianqi is in the four realms of immortals, but he can only rely on those extraordinary inheritances in the eternal immortal temple to add one or two foundations. He barely falls at the bottom among the hundreds of thousands of immortals on the immortal list. According to the popular saying in the sect, he is called the tail of the crane. .
The more outstanding Zhao Fuxi is, the happier Tianqi will be. She hides her identity and wanders around the heaven, instead of cultivating in the Golden Crow Divine Land. What is she doing?
If the ancestor of the Chiyang Sect captured her, followed the clues and found more, then the achievement would naturally be greater for him. The treasures given by the Heavenly Ancestor are enough to benefit an immortal like him a lot.
Tianqi closed the book, the darkness in his eyes became darker, and his smile gradually faded. Opportunities come with risks, and the awareness of crisis has long been engraved in his bones during thousands of years of practice. He naturally knew that if he failed to capture the female cultivator, sooner or later, he would be retaliated against.
But isn’t the happy path to immortality the result of fighting? This was the case when he left the Eternal Immortal Temple, and now he still has the original determination.
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In the Daqian Dynasty, Qiongyu was the capital and the prefecture’s governor.
Taixue and Jingji are the top schools in Daqian Academy, and the bachelors among them have all made great achievements after completing their studies. Pei Xihe relied on the immortal puppet, and the servants in the mansion did not dare to neglect, and found a place to gather the immortals under the spirit gathering formation. There are plenty of caves for her to practice in seclusion.
Pei Xihe crossed his legs in the air and took out the Mysterious Dao Fruit from the Yin Palace.
As a bit of golden flame ignited at her fingertips, scorching heat filled the surroundings. The fruit's outer skin was glowing with metallic luster, which gradually faded away as the flames burned, as if it was melting.
This Mysterious Dao Fruit was refined by the real fire, and all the impurities faded away, leaving only the essence. Finally, it turned into a lingering light golden mist. Pei Xihe opened his mouth to inhale, and then all the fruits poured into his body.
Soaring straight into the sky, washing the spiritual platform, giving her an unprecedented sense of clarity.
The Mysterious Dao Fruit can help monks in the Ninth Realm realize the Dao and take one step closer to understanding. Pei Xihe closed her eyes, but she could see seemingly endless deep runes evolving in front of her. They were born from her and continued to be deduced, becoming more and more mysterious.
Like a incomplete map, the power of this mysterious fruit is completing the incomplete parts, making Pei Xihe's understanding of "one" deeper and deeper.
The magic power in her meridians surged wildly, like a surging ocean tide, and there were also gods and black spirits in her blood, whose cries were deafening.
The three Taoist sutras he practiced were surrounded by physical runes around Pei Xihe's body, and a large white mist escaped from the soul. It was the Hunyuan Qi that separated from the body and turned into a big cauldron three feet above his head.
Tolerant and all-embracing, everything is unified, nothing more than this.
Pei Xihe could sense his invisible progress, deepening of his background, and getting closer to the paper-thin barrier that was so close at hand.
She felt joyful in her heart, and secretly thought that Taishang Wuzheng was really deceiving her?
Getting closer and closer, with a final kick, Pei Xihe felt that he was really touching this barrier with his hand. It seemed that with just a slight push, the realm of immortality was within reach!
She pushed.
Didn't move...a little embarrassed.
The paper is thin and separated by natural chasm.
Pei Xihe unbelievingly circulated the magic power around her body, attacking again and again. With the help of the Mysterious Dao Fruit, she had an unprecedented clarity of spirit. She had already been prepared to survive the Xiaowu decline. How could she succeed in failure?
However, after another one hundred and thirty-eight times of iron-bone impact, even the meridians nourished by the blood of Shenwu felt a sense of swelling and pain, and the soul gradually became dim. Too much is not enough, and it should be stopped in time. damage.
Pei Xihe sighed in his heart, and the clanking iron bones were washed away. The light golden mist that originally filled her body had dissipated, her mind was running, and the magic power around her body surged into her soul again, and everything returned to peace.
"What exactly is missing?"
She murmured to herself, clenching her fists involuntarily.
"Haha, Pei Xiaodao, do you think I can lie to you?"
In the Niwan Palace, Taishang Wuzheng was leisurely swinging on the rattan swing. Compared with Pei Xihe at this moment, except for the evil smile at the corner of his mouth, he clearly looked like he was peacefully passing through the years.
"When I say the fruit is useless to you, I mean it is useless."
Knife, knife, now it was clearly Tai Shang Wu Zheng stabbing Pei Xihe's heart with a smile.
Pei Xihe remained silent, removed himself from the cross-legged position in the air, and stood on the ground. The little fairy puppet in his body immediately came over and complimented his master affectionately on his smooth cultivation, and then said that it had been more than half a month.
Now that one road is closed, let's take another one.
The opportunity lies in the southeast.
Pei Xihe was certain that the fairy puppet had landed on her shoulders. She waved her sleeves, untied the layers of protective formations at the entrance of the cave, and stepped out.
The sun is shining brightly and the wind is warm, dispelling the depression in my heart.
Spots of light emitted from Pei Xihe's feet, the runes disappeared in a flash, and his figure dissipated on the spot in the blink of an eye.
Heading straight to the southeastern area of Shouyi City, the power of thought has been wasted. Fortunately, the Shangxianzhou Mu in the city was in seclusion. She had reached the ninth realm, and her power of cultivating demons was so profound that the soldiers and generals in the city did not notice anything strange, so as not to cause unnecessary commotion.
Unexpectedly, a golden fox appeared on the shoulder, swaying its big tail and slightly narrowing its narrow eyes.
"It's a pity that the fruit really didn't work during your retreat."
Pei Xihe had swept away most of the depression in his heart and responded: "It doesn't matter, you can't be in a hurry if you can't rush it. This retreat has also made me have a deeper foundation. Now I am in the top ten on the Immortal List, and I am an immortal who has accumulated a thousand years of foundation." Even if I don’t use my natal magical power, I can definitely compete.”
The Xuan Dao Fruit is a first-grade spiritual object, so if it doesn't help to advance, how can it be in vain? Half a month of retreat is enough to surpass a hundred years of penance and hard training. She is already extremely talented and has extraordinary understanding. With the help of this spiritual creature, she is even more powerful, and her understanding of Taoism is deeper.
To be listed on the list of immortals, you need to do your best without any reservations, and then the will of heaven will exclude foreign objects and blessings. It can be said to be fair and upright. If she doesn't use her natal magical power 'Siri' to go all out, her ranking on the list will not be updated.
It's so good, let others who don't know the details think she is in the third realm of immortality.
Suddenly, Pei Xihe's eyebrows moved slightly, and there was a bit of surprise in her eyes, mixed with doubts.
As far as her mind could reach, in a remote courtyard, the woman's hoarse roar gradually faded away, replaced by the rather weak cry of a baby.
There is a tall tree growing in the courtyard, with many branches and few leaves. Based on Pei Xihe's current knowledge, it can be said that he knows about all the treasures and spiritual objects of the immortal family. However, after carefully identifying the ordinary tree, he finally determined that it was a persimmon tree.
Her eyes suddenly became extremely strange. She glanced at the courtyard, and at that moment, an inexplicable connection came to her mind, or it could be said to be 'cause and effect'.
When a cultivator walks on the path, he uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as the hub, and has a subtle connection with the laws of the path. Anyone who enters the fairyland can even 'hear the destiny'.
Just like Shun Yuanzi was deceived by the mysterious existence and thought that he and Liu Wei were destined to be masters and apprentices, so he accepted him as his disciples. Now, Pei Xihe also finds that he is somehow connected to a master-disciple relationship?
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Chiyang Sect, Neifeng Hall.
On the high platform, the old man looked like he was fifty or sixty years old. He did not show signs of decline. His red robes made him look very arrogant, and his eyes sparkled.
"Is what you say true?"
He asked in a low voice, but it resounded like a yellow bell in the ears of the disciple who knelt down.
Tianqi concentrated his mind, raised his head and looked at each other, and said loudly: "Everything my disciple said is true!"
The Heavenly Lord is transcendent and possesses endless wonderful methods. Ling Yuanzi can naturally distinguish the authenticity of what this Heavenly Immortal disciple said. So he raised his head and looked at the picture album in front of him.
"No. 688 on the list of immortals, in the third realm of immortals, Zhao Fuxi."
"Daqian Taixue? That's it."
He stood up and his expression turned cold and solemn.
"After calculating for so long, I thought it was Xi Yue who had a backup plan to make a comeback, and I was on guard at all times. I didn't expect that Xi Yue was dead and Xinyang was born!"
"very good."
"It is better for the rising sun to fall completely!"
(End of chapter)
