A Million Possible

Peace is restored on the mainland.

The flames in the East China Sea burned for ten days, and then went out in an autumn rain that swept across the mainland.

The monsters were swept away, leaving behind a devastated human world, whether it is a mortal country or the major Sects in the spiritual world, after this disaster, they have suffered heavy casualties, and countless small schools have simply cut off their inheritance.

Everyone realizes that in the next few hundred years, there will probably be more peace.

It always takes time to recuperate.

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Yun Zhou did not return to the Canglong Mountains, but stopped at the East Sea. The news that Cheng Lin was about to ascend also spread throughout the mainland. After this battle, everyone knew Hemu's name, and everyone knew it. , It was this gas trainer who had lived for a thousand years, and smashed the demon.

Boundless merits.

There is no need to measure.

Daozong's reputation has also reached an unprecedented heyday.

Feisheng was not in a hurry, Cheng Lin simply set up a house on the East Sea and settled down. Some of the Dao Sect stayed beside Cheng Lin. The head of the Dao Sect, Yi Jiufeng, took people back to the mountain gate to bury the dead disciples. After that, the most important thing was to carry Sect. Those belongings left this land.

Zhou Ming didn’t know what object was used to destroy the Great Formation, which caused the Spiritual Qi to leak, and 100,000 monsters died, and inevitably polluted the mountain gate, which is no longer suitable for cultivation. After thinking about it, Yi Jiufeng finally decided to relocate. , Make Xunling settle down.

In the end, he chose an island in Donghai.

The destruction of the monster continent also made the Spiritual Qi in the East China Sea extremely rich. Yi Jiufeng wandered on the sea for three days and finally found a suitable island. When he came to ask Cheng Lin with a chart in his hand, the latter was an accident. Take it for granted again.

"Let's do this then." Cheng Lin didn't touch the chart, but said lightly.

"Also ask Uncle Uncle to give the island a name." Yi Jiufeng said again.

Immediately, he saw a mysterious smile on the face of the white-clothed youth sitting in front of him in the Lotus Position.

"Then... it's called Wuzongxiandao."

Cheng Lin said.

Thus, the Xinshanmen of Dadaozong has a name.

The next step was to build a new Sect. The disciples used magic to clear the weeds on the island, and masons were recruited to agree on the details of how to build the house. Yunzhou temporarily drove to the island as their residence.

Everything began to proceed in an orderly manner, in the world, waiting to be thrived.

On the second day when the autumn rain cleared up, the news of He Zhenren's ascendant finally came out.

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In the early morning, as soon as the sky lighted up, Yi Xiaohe opened the door of the room.

This is a city under Donghae County and the closest city to the sea. At the beginning, because this side was not the main landing site of demon, the damage to the city was not great, but people had already gone to the city.

These days, the people who have been scattered all over the country and have left their hometowns have returned. Although there are still few people in the city, it unexpectedly shows a lively atmosphere.

When he walked to the street, Yi Xiaohe found that the people in the city got up very early today, and the streets, alleys, tea shops, and restaurants were overcrowded.

Wearing a green dress, she drifted by, and countless conversations gathered in her ears. Immediately, Yi Xiaohe raised her eyebrows, knowing that the Daoists were all talking about He Zhenren's soaring.

Today is the day when He Zhenren ascends.

On the mainland, no one has ascended for thousands of years. This is of course a major event, and Hemu has ascended again, which is a huge event.

"Have you heard that the monarch will be here today to wish the East China Sea."

"Do you want to tell me? The monarch's messenger arrived three days ago, just to celebrate this important event."

People talked a lot.

The corner of Yi Xiaohe's mouth was slightly cocked, and he walked to the end along the long street. He raised his eyes to see the sky. It was already not early. Then he drove the Sword Ray slowly, suddenly rose from the ground, flew out of the city gate, and headed east.

This scene attracted countless exclamations from people.

"It's the fairy master of Wuxiang Xiandao!"

Someone shouted.

He Zhen is about to ascend, and those who dare to control the Flying Sword beside the East China Sea can only be the people of Fairy Island.

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Compared with the bustle of the city, the island is much calmer.

Yi Xiaohe fell down and walked to Yunzhou. Along the way, when he met the other disciples, they nodded in greeting. Everyone looked calm, but they were all excited.

How lucky is it to witness the cultivator soaring?

"Father."

Suddenly, Yi Xiaohe saw the tall and thin old man and hurriedly saluted.

Yi Jiufeng nodded and asked her whether the things she went to East Sea City had been done well. After getting a positive answer, he nodded again, but he appeared a little absent-minded.

"Father?" Yi Xiaohe called out. The latter showed a smile, shook his head, pointed to the main cabin of Yunzhou, said nothing, just walked over there.

Soon, he came outside the cabin door, and was about to speak, when he heard a sound of "Enter."

Yi Jiufeng hurriedly sorted his clothes, then pushed the door and saw Cheng Linzheng sitting quietly on the futon, looking at the window, as if thinking about something.

"Uncle." Yi Jiufeng said at the ceremony.

"En." Cheng Lin replied, and then pointed to a roll of paper on the table in front of him. The latter was startled, stepped up, and opened it carefully, his eyes were surprised at first, then at a loss.

The paper is a strange formation. According to the above record, Spiritual Qi can be gathered and locked.

"After I leave, my practice will gradually become more difficult. About 300 years later, or the end of the Dharma will be ushered in. This formation is left for you, and it may be useful." Cheng Lin still looked out the window and said in a silent tone.

But this sentence fell on Yi Jiufeng's heart like thunder.

Combined with his own subtle perception of Spiritual Qi in the world in recent years, Yi Jiufeng's expression became serious: "Uncle, you mean..."

Cheng Lin didn't say much, just shook his head and waved his hand.

Yi Jiufeng immediately silently held the formation map in both hands, exited the door, and stood on the cloud boat for a long time, seeming a little sad, a little emotional, some unwilling... and finally turned into relief.

Thinking of the Hundred Years' War in the past, he breathed out softly and said to himself:

"Perhaps, it's not a bad thing."

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In Yi Jiufeng's view, this was a secret secret that was leaked to own by the "uncle" before he left.

But Yu Chenglin was only completing the last task, a task he had already expected.

What he gave was Adelaide's improved Spirit Gathering Array. I believe that with this, the Wandering Immortal Island can last longer in the wave of the end.

As for the possible battles that might be triggered by the fight for the fairy tale talisman, that is no longer something he needs to consider.

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At noon that day.

Liri style.

The originally cloudless sky suddenly flooded with endless white clouds, covering the East China Sea.

There is also a dense spiritual mist around Wuxiangxiandao.

When the noon clock in Donghai City rang, the surviving people all over the mainland felt one after another and looked towards the east.

Kyoto.

On the flushed imperial city square, the emperor dressed in a beautiful dress, ascended high, wishing the east far away.

On the edge of the East China Sea cliff, under a huge ancient weathered giant elephant fossil, several farmers leaned on farm tools, and the baskets at their feet were filled with stones.

"What happened there?"

"Don't you know?" one person asked back.

"what do you know?"

"Today is the day when He Zhenren ascends." The man said.

So the rest of the farmers exclaimed, surprised:

"The True Person from Wuzong Xiandao?"

"There are other He Zhenren on the mainland who are not successful? But after today, he will probably be called He Immortal."

The conversation was over.

Suddenly.

Just when the sun is strongest at noon.

Cheng Lin suddenly appeared at the highest point of the island. He was dressed in white, and his sword was slowly raised.

He doesn't know how to use swords, however, at this moment, he knows how to step into the sky.

When he released his power, the infinite repulsive force from this world desperately pushed him into the boundless universe.

He glanced at the thin old man on the island, the girl in the green skirt, and the Baishi disciple who looked far away, then turned his head and glanced at some place on the shore.

Later.

Everyone saw the East China Sea mist tumbling violently, like a boiling pan, and then a very bright and dazzling Sword Ray rose from the ground, whizzing straight into the sky, and poking the sky full of clouds into a blue, transparent, Round and cute little hole.

The Sword Ray is extremely bright, unstoppable, it flies so high, and the entire continent can be seen no matter where it is.

After a long while, Yunxu returned to calm, and the world returned to tranquility.

then.

Everyone is aware of it.

He Zhenren soared.

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What kind of experience is soaring?

Cheng Lin was at a great altitude, so he didn't need to get off the plane, he didn't need to thank anyone for the invitation, and he didn't want to give any answer.

He only felt that the air next to him was very cold and cold, and everything was quickly pulled away and blurred. Under his feet, the details became less and less, and only the mountains and the sea were left.

At first, the world was a standard plane.

I don't know how long it took, and finally faintly, a little arc came.

Cheng Lin squinted his eyes and suddenly felt that the cold wind had disappeared, and his surroundings had become extremely quiet, even deadly still.

He didn't immediately open his eyes and take a closer look, just thinking, did he fly into the Universe, or entered the so-called real world of immortals?

Hmm...It's really hard to make a final conclusion, who can say it clearly.

Thinking of this, he slowly opened his eyelids with some expectation.

What appeared in front of him was not the sacred soil engulfed in fairy air in fantasy.

Nor is it a universe made up of countless stars.

It was a familiar object that Cheng Lin had never expected.

After ascending, he saw a huge monster close at hand, almost sticking to his face.

It is a blue planet.

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