The young junior brother said: "Senior brother, what should we do now?"
The elder brother said: "Wait!"
The young junior brother said: "Wait?"
The elder brother said: "Yes, wait, I have already sent the news back to the door, and the door will send uncles to you."
The young junior brother said: "Why do you think our ancestors took so much trouble to invite a tribulation-transcending monk with a tiny horn to return to the sect? Is it because of his Earth Immortal Dao? But there are many monks in our Central Immortal Region who are proficient in the Earth Immortal Dao. Elder Celestial Immortal I can afford it, too!"
The elder brother said: "Who knows! Just follow the orders."
The young junior brother said: "I hope my uncles will come here soon. I don't want to stay in this shabby place like Zhenling Realm for a moment. I haven't made any progress in my cultivation in seven years. It's too tedious!"
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In the Wanyu Sect, the matter of Ding Haiping becoming an immortal has been fermenting for a day, and various rumors have begun to appear.
In the process, Wang Zijia was rumored to be more and more miraculous.
The great power of ancient times and being a servant of the Immortal Lord are all childish.
How can raising a hand enlighten all spirits, making people realize with just one look, turning stubborn stones into immortals by taking action personally, etc...
Wang Zijia even heard the Little Yellow Book version that bathing in his immortal grace would make him a saint and his ancestor!
Simply outrageous!
That's all. The key is that there are still people who believe such outrageous things.
The number of people in the Jade Fu Vein below was three to five times more than usual, and the female cultivators were all gathering together.
Even in Taoyuan, the caves of the gods in Qinglian Realm had inexplicably many more visitors from the gods.
Because the disciples of Qinglian Realm form their own sect, they have not actually had a close relationship with most of the sect gods in recent years.
In this case, there will be constant visitors, which can be seen as normal.
Every day, Wang Zijia could see some disciples in the peach grove in the mountains, with helplessness, greeting the gods who came to visit, chatting in the peach garden, and having relationships.
When visiting the Taoyuan, everyone always wanted to go up the mountain. If the Taoyuan on the top of the mountain didn't have an exclusive area where you couldn't just wander around, Wang Zijia had no doubt that these disciples would come to hang out outside the White Peach Garden.
Without it, Earth Immortal Dao monks are already exaggerating. In this Zhenling Realm, it is even more exaggerated that Wang Zijia can help people become immortals.
Didn’t you see that all the tribulation cultivators couldn’t sit still?
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For two days, things became more and more lively.
Wang Zijia ignored this and let the disciples below handle it. Strictly speaking, this was a good thing for the Jade Talismans.
At noon that day, Wang Zijia was dealing with some things in the study.
Suddenly, Wang Zijia felt something and floated out of the room, arriving at the top of Baitao Tower.
Looking up, in the far distance of his sight, a huge Immortal Weapon Dharma Driver was approaching quickly.
It was a large ship with a somewhat damaged hull, and a large word "gan" on it fluttering in the wind, shining with a strange aura.
It is the only Xianjialou ship in Daqian.
It was damaged in the Delta battle and has been undergoing repairs, but now it is driven out in such a bad condition.
This made Wang Zijia surprised and at the same time made a guess.
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Because of the approach of the Xianjia-class giant ship, the Wanyu array in standby state became slightly active, and a qi machine lock emerged.
However, the disciples from Wanyu Zongliyuan and Law Hall did not wait for them to fly over.
The broken building and boat fairy frame was put away, and a team of people flew out from it, flying towards Wanyu quickly.
At this time, the disciples from the Li Yuan and the Law Hall hurriedly rushed up from the Seven Peaks, and they seemed to be accompanied by several other tribulation monks from several other sects.
Wang Zijia looked at the group of people meeting in the sky and lost interest in continuing to watch.
However, just as he was about to turn around and go back upstairs, his movements stopped.
Without it, the Dagan men and horses only had contact with the greeting staff for a moment. The two parties almost only exchanged a veil, and they didn't know how to communicate. The Dagan men and horses actually came directly to Wang Zijia.
A large group of people followed naturally.
As the crowd quickly approached, the familiar face of the leader confirmed some of Wang Zijia's guesses.
"Ninth brother, I haven't seen you for seven years. You're fine!" The middle-aged man leading the team said with emotion.
That's right, the person who came was none other than Li Shenghui, the magistrate of Daqian Mansion, Wang Zijia's good fifth brother!
Wang Zijia stood on the roof of the building with her hands behind her back, her air of immortality was ethereal, and her temperament was even better than before.
However, Li Shenghui has changed a lot compared to seven years ago.
A little less domineering and calm, a little more vicissitudes and haggard, the strong body has obviously lost weight, the complexion is gray, and the air is filled with death.
There was also a little less light in his eyes, which was extremely dim.
"I've seen Chiyang Immortal Lord!"
"I've met Patriarch Chiyang!"
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Behind him, the people who came together spoke to Wang Zijia eagerly.
Wang Zijia stood on the top of the building, nodded to everyone calmly, and then said: "Fifth brother, I haven't seen you in seven years, but you have changed a lot. I didn't know, I thought your long live anniversary was approaching!"
Li Shenghui smiled bitterly and did not say anything immediately. Instead, he turned around and said to the crowd: "Everyone, can you give us brothers a few moments to catch up on old times?"
The other tribulation monks from other sects who came with him looked embarrassed when they heard this, and turned and left one after another.
The disciples from the Liyuan also led the other members of Da Gan and turned around to leave.
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For a moment, only Wang Zijia and Li Shenghui were left on the roof of Baitao Tower.
Wang Zijia turned around and came to the building, where An Xingsheng had already taken the opportunity to make tea.
When the two sat down, he had already made tea. After bowing to them, he quietly withdrew.
"Ahem..."
Just after An Xingsheng left, Li Shenghui's face turned red and he coughed for a while, as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.
As he coughed, Wang Zijia smelled an unpleasant rancid odor, and Li Shenghui also coughed up some putrid black blood.
"I'll make you laugh, Ninth Brother!" After a moment, Li Shenghui suppressed his cough, managed to steady his breathing, and said weakly to Wang Zijia.
His face was pale, his expression was miserable, and his haggard figure was full of desolation. He was no longer as calm and calm as before.
A completely different person than in memory.
Wang Zijia frowned, looked at Li Shenghui and said, "Didn't you say that there are at least a few hundred years left? You don't look like you can last a hundred years."
Li Shenghui showed an extremely forced smile and did not reply immediately, but slowly untied his robe.
An even stronger rancid smell hit.
The next moment, Wang Zijia frowned.
I saw blood holes in Li Shenghui's chest, abdomen and other places.
Each blood hole was the size of a fist. Through the blood holes, one could clearly see the rotten internal organs and black bones.
There are even several holes that go through it, and you can see the holes behind it.
"Why is it so miserable?" Wang Zijia frowned, subconsciously stood up, endured the stench at the tip of his nose, and got closer.
Although the two of them didn't have much family affection or friendship, they didn't have much hatred either.
There was a relationship that was not considered blood relationship, and Li Shenghui had indeed helped him before, so Wang Zijia was not indifferent.
As he got closer, Wang Zijia realized that Li Shenghui's body was completely empty!
The entire chest and abdomen are completely a mass of rotten things, which are all supported by strong cultivation, otherwise they would have died long ago!
"I had various injuries back then, and I didn't have much time to live. After the battle in Delta, I was seriously injured. When I was in the void, I relied on Dharma to save my life, but I still have this problem."
"So...I probably can't wait a hundred years later!" Li Shenghui looked at Wang Zijia with some emotion and said.
Wang Zijia frowned and carefully checked Li Shenghui's condition.
Li Shenghui did not shy away and allowed the prince to do whatever he wanted.
In the room, apart from the pervasive stench, there was silence for a while.
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"Fortunately, not too bad!" Wang Zijia checked for a moment and said.
Li Shenghui's eyes lit up and he suddenly said: "I heard that Ding Haiping was worse off than me before he overcame the tribulation and became an immortal?"
As he spoke, his voice trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his emotions.
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui and said: "Senior Brother's situation is indeed worse than yours, but... he also has a lot of good fortune, but he is not like you. It's all bad, and his body is half rotten. ”
Li Shenghui's eyes dimmed instantly and he said, "Is there really no hope?!"
As he spoke, he seemed to grow older, his body stooped, and the air of death filled the air.
"I'm not saying there's no hope, I'm just saying that if you want to be as good as Master Senior Brother, your background may not be enough." Wang Zijia replied.
Li Shenghui was stunned and said: "What kind of fortune?"
"You came here in such a desperate hurry, but you don't know the specific situation?" Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui doubtfully and said: "The Xuanxian status achieved by Tibetan Senior Brother's ascension to immortality can be regarded as a promising future."
Li Shenghui came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "Now I still dare to think about heavenly immortals, mysterious immortals, and the realm of immortality. If I can become a turbid immortal..."
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly froze, raised his head sharply, looked at Wang Zijia and said: "Ninth brother, do you mean that I still have a chance and the possibility of becoming an immortal?!"
"Didn't I tell you that this is not a big problem for you. As for becoming an immortal, I promised you back then, even though it was decades ahead of schedule, but you are lucky. Your ninth brother and I have recovered faster than expected."
While Wang Zijia spoke calmly, he sat back in his seat, picked up the tea cup and drank the tea slowly, calmly and elegantly.
"brush!"
Li Shenghui suddenly stood up, his pale face flushed abnormally due to excitement.
"Ninth brother, you really mean what you said...ahem..."
Before he could finish speaking, he coughed violently again, this time without stopping, and as he coughed, various putrid liquids continued to splash out of the large hole in his body.
It was as if the rotten liquid in his body couldn't bear the shaking and flew out of the rotten hole.
Wang Zijia frowned slightly and raised his hand.
Several rays of light fell, and Li Shenghui's bad state slowly stabilized.
He took a few deep breaths before calming down and slowly sat back.
As his mood calmed down, Wang Zijia saw changes visible to the naked eye in Li Shenghui.
He was still the same person, and his condition was still as bad, but it gave Wang Zijia a completely different feeling.
A person's temperament can really change greatly.
Perhaps his hope was rekindled, and within a few breaths, he transformed back into the Li Shenghui he once was.
Confident, proud...
Obviously, when he came here before, he felt that there was no hope for him, and he was just struggling to his death. Now he feels that there is hope.
"Fifth brother, you are really..." Wang Zijia looked at the other party, raised his eyebrows, and half-way through his words, he finally thought of words and said: "The ability to change faces is still so strong, no wonder we brothers ended up in the end They all lost."
Li Shenghui's newly raised imperial temperament was stagnant. He looked helplessly at Wang Zijia and said, "Ninth brother, you really can't get over this article."
After saying a few words, he immediately changed the subject and said: "Do I really have a chance to become an immortal? Is there anything you need me to do?"
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui and said, "Do you have the resources to prepare to become an immortal?"
Li Shenghui nodded and said: "I have been practicing for nearly eight thousand years, and I have prepared a lot of things. In terms of resources, I should still be able to try it."
"But I know my own situation and have never tried it."
"My previous plan was to give it a try in the next few years, as a life-and-death struggle."
"Later, Ninth Brother, you suddenly showed up. I just wanted to wait a hundred years and see again."
"As a result, fate has played a trick on people, and it has led to the current situation. I don't even have a chance to compete with Zhuoxian."
Wang Zijia asked again: "Have you brought anything?"
Li Shenghui nodded and said with an inexplicable expression: "I originally wanted to wait for you to finish your work, and Jianye would take you to see me for the last time, which would be considered as bringing you back to Shenjing. But after hearing about Ding Haiping two days ago, Just thinking about what might happen.”
"So I brought all my things here today. I originally wanted to leave them to you as a legacy."
Hearing this, Wang Zijia turned over his hand and took out a pill and said, "That's easy. You eat this first. I'll check your condition and treat you, and then we'll talk about becoming an immortal." .”
As he spoke, Wang Zijia threw the pill to Li Shenghui.
Li Shenghui frowned, looked at the pill in front of him, and said in confusion: "Peiyuan Pill???"
Wang Zijia glanced at Li Shenghui lightly and said, "This is my unique secret method. You can also use it as a first-class elixir. If you don't take it, just give it back to me."
Out of habit, he originally wanted to check on Li Shenghui. Hearing this, he took the elixir without saying a word and said:
"I'm already like this, so what else do I have to worry about..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression paused, and Wang Zijia suddenly frowned and said, "It's really lively today."
After saying that, Wang Zijia dodged out of the room again and came to the roof of Baitao Tower, followed by Li Shenghui.
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The two of them looked around and saw a huge fairy palace flying quickly from the north.
It was also a flying fairy weapon, but this time Wang Zijia didn't recognize it at all. The power of the magic weapon was even comparable to that of Wang Zijia's Blood Cloud Demon Jade Palace.
The format of the immortal weapon is also similar to that of the Yunzhong Immortal Palace. The style is somewhat different from the one made by Wang Zijia, and is much more classical.
At this moment, the power of the immortal frame is fully activated, holding a huge divine rainbow, and quickly approaches Wan Yu.
(End of chapter)
