I Am Xianfan

Su Chen cut the palm-sized piece of Shen Ling Gao into thin slices, and spent a year chewing slowly before it turned into a fragrant Ling Gao juice in his abdomen.

This lump of God Spirit Ointment was like a lump of golden liquid in his abdomen, golden light shining, holy, and fragrant.

The Spiritual Transformation Liquid was slowly absorbed, entered his limbs and a hundred skeletons, penetrated into his bone marrow, meridians, and even every blood particle, almost about to seep out of his body through his 18,000 pores.

Even on him, there is a mysterious and alluring spiritual anointing scent, which seems to have become an adult ginseng fruit, with an alluring spiritual scent.

Every time Taoyao saw him, she couldn't help sticking to him, taking a few more breaths. She was still yelling, how could the master smell better than the peach blossom fairy like Yaoyao, it's unreasonable.

Su Chen couldn't laugh or cry, and he can't be blamed! Who let the smell of the **** of spirit ointment ooze out of the body?

The sap of this sacred balm has a very slow absorption efficiency.

After a year, he only absorbed a half of the spirit ointment, but it already made him feel that his Nascent Soul was advancing by leaps and bounds, and there was a faint sign of comprehending the magical powers of the Great Dao.

Su Chen retreats in Shenshan and decisively begins to try to attack the realm of transforming gods.

His Nascent Infant accumulated all his strength and slammed into the realm of God Transformation in one breath.

Divine Sense also got out of the body, constantly rising, and constantly probing into the void, but it seemed to be dragged, and it didn't take long for it to follow suit. Exhausted like a tide, he retreated.

He opened his heavenly eyes, and faintly "seeing", it seemed that there were some transparent things, like strands of transparent silk, big or small, some broken, some still connected, sticking around his Yuan Ying , Pestering it.

Su Chen tried to use various supernatural powers to cut them off and clean them up.

But they found that they are nothing but nothing, but they are constantly cutting, pulling and entangled. After a long time, he didn't break any one.

Su Chen couldn't help frowning, wondering what those transparent mysterious spiritual silks were? !

"What are these mysterious powers?"

"Could it be the power of cause and effect?!"

Su Chen whispered to himself.

In the record of an ancient high-level immortal book of the Lingdao Alliance, he saw such a statement-"If you want to ascend to the sacred deity, you must'recognize the cause and effect, and then you can become a holy'?!"

Transcending the gods of opportunity can certainly make his Nasal Infant advance by leaps and bounds, and his strength soars, beyond the power of Nasal Infant's realm.

But breaking through the transformation of the gods is not as simple as taking the opportunity of the transformation of gods.

There are two other important things that restrict the transformation of gods.

One is the mysterious and elusive "cause and effect". The second is to "harmony", to comprehend the avenues of heaven and earth, and to understand them.

"He Dao" of course needless to say, the understanding of the way of heaven directly determines how many great supernatural powers he can master.

But "causality" is the most troublesome thing.

This involves countless complicated experiences in the first half of his life, and everyone and everything he meets may plant a causal cycle. Even things that he himself had overlooked have planted a major cause and effect.

"Small cause and effect" don't need to be too concerned, but "big cause and effect" must be done as much as possible.

Cause and effect, either, but the grievances are wiped out, and there is no concern in my heart ever since.

Either find other solutions.

Either simply take the cause and effect away. For example, he and Anu, Yaoyao, and Zhuang Luwan are too close to each other, so they can't be overcome, so they can fly directly with them.

In this way, he can ascend and escape from this realm without being shackled by the mysterious power of causality and excessive fetters.

Su Chen had occasionally seen this statement in the high-level fairy classics of Penglai Xianzong before, but he didn't care too much about it.

After all, the ascension of the **** of transformation is a very distant matter. As long as he doesn't transform the gods to ascend, these causes and effects will not have much impact on him.

But now, when he was hitting the realm of Huashen, the soul seemed to be really caught by the entanglement of "cause and effect".

Some cause and effect are estimated to have been cut off, but there are still many causes and effects that involve him.

However, anyway.

Although his Nascent Soul could not rush to the sacred deity of Hua, but it was a big step ahead of the Nascent Soul Realm.

In one fell swoop, Yuan Ying rushed to the realm of the sacred deity, and had already gained a firm foothold.

The god-changing spirit ointment liquid in his body has not yet been exhausted, but the Nascent Soul seems to be unable to continue to absorb it.

Moreover, Su Chen had just broken through the semi-sacred realm, and still couldn't control his aura. The semi-sage pressure aura on his body burst out uncontrollably.

...

"Boom~!"

A surging breath of the holy god's might, like flash floods in the wild era, burst out from the top of the sacred mountain of Penglai Immortal Sect.

This coercion spread to the surroundings in a monstrous wave, and instantly swept across tens of thousands of miles of Penglai Immortal Sect.

At this moment.

"Wh~, what's the situation?"

The dozens of Jindan elders in the Penglai Xianzong sect were all horrified, and their hearts and souls were trembling.

Sect Master Ji Zhendao, Elder Li Xingfeng, etc., they rushed out of the closed room, alchemy room, and flew into the midair of each spiritual peak, looking at each other in amazement, and looking towards the mountain together.

"This~, Sect Master Ji, this is not the aura of the Nascent Soul Realm!"

"Elder Li, didn't you often stay in the sacred mountain last year? Have you ever seen any abnormalities in the sacred mountain?"

"Except for Uncle Su who is in retreat, the other ancestors live in seclusion on the mountain, nothing unusual!"

These golden core elders have also seen the ancestors of the Nascent Soul, and of course they know that the ancestors of the Nascent Soul are terrifying, but they can't do that.

They looked towards the entire Penglai Xianzong.

However, I saw that the Penglai Immortal Sect was full of mountains and plains, and the thousands of foundation-building disciples and 100,000 Qi-refining disciples everywhere were even more unbearable. They were directly stunned and fell to the ground.

This coercive aura is too powerful, it's unimaginable.

"This...transforms~...transforms the breath of the sacred deity, right?"

Ji Zhendao swallowed his throat with difficulty, completely in disbelief in his eyes.

However, this possibility is too small.

Think of the ancestor Jiang Dongran, who has cultivated for thousands of years, the peak cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, and can also be ranked among the top five powerful Nascent Soul ancestors in Beiming Continent.

Old Ancestor Jiang was so powerful, he never thought that he could set foot on the **** of transformation. Then I know how difficult it is to hit the **** of transformation.

For many years, the biggest dream of the Penglai Immortal Sect Jindan elders in this life is nothing more than a little "illusion" about the realm of Nascent Soul. They had never thought about the realm of transforming gods—that was a delusion, and it must have been madness.

The monks in the entire Middle-earth Continent have been more than ten thousand years old, and have never given birth to a sacred deity.

But the problem is.

If it weren't for the breath of the sacred deity, the coercive aura that the ancestor of Yuan Ying could not be so terrifying!

One hundred thousand disciples of Penglai Xianzong were all dumbfounded.

This just-born, instantaneous terror pressure, like a mighty tide, rushed out of tens of thousands of miles of the Penglai Immortal Sect boundary, and spread to the entire Middle-earth Continent Cultivation Realm.

This wave of pressure swept across the Middle-Earth Continent at a speed of tens of thousands of miles.

The mortal clouds, as if swept by a mighty hurricane, formed a layer of waves, with thunderbolts and thunder in the clear sky.

...

"boom--!"

This terrifying aura of coercion generally swept through the large and small fairy cities all over the Middle-earth Continent.

In those fairy cities, hundreds of thousands and millions of low-level monks all changed their colors in amazement, their hearts were terrified, and they looked up to the sky.

They felt inexplicably, a mysterious and terrifying heavenly might, blowing from the top of their heads, there was a chill on their heads!

...

"boom!"

Half a day later, the tail of this coercive aura finally swept the other four great immortal sects and many small sects in the distance of Middle-earth Continent.

The other four immortal sects also sensed the birth of the mighty aura of the holy **** that swept across the entire continent.

"This~, what's the situation?"

"This coercive aura, why is it so holy spirit Ling Ran, it is awe-inspiring!"

The golden core elders of the various sects all changed drastically, and they flew up in the sky, looking towards the distant Penglai Immortal Sect.

"No, it's the direction of Penglai Xianzong!"

"Penglai, there must be a big change! I will dispatch the elite quickly to Penglai Xianzong to find out."

The senior Jindan elders of the major immortal sects all rushed to Penglai immortal sect.

This horrible and coercive aura of the Holy God finally gradually lost its power and calmed down after sweeping through the major sects of the entire Middle-earth Continent.

...

Wushan Secret Realm.

In a deep cave, the aura here is more intense than Penglai Xianzong. Moreover, in the secret territory, there are many thousands of years of wild spirits that can be used at any time.

A gray-haired, seven- to eight-hundred-year-old ancestor of the middle Yuan Ying in gray robe who has been in retreat here for decades.

He suddenly sensed something, suddenly opened his eyes, his face was shocked.

In an instant, he rushed out of the cave and looked towards the distant Penglai Xianzong.

His face was shocked!

too frightening!

That coercive aura, although it only swept through the cave where he retreats in an instant. But it made his heart tremble, and he felt extremely afraid.

He has practiced throughout his life and has never encountered such a terrifying and coercive atmosphere. The ancestors of Yuan Ying of the same generation made him feel pressure at most, wherever a breath could make him feel fear!

This, this is definitely the breath of the Lord!

Otherwise, no one would be able to make him feel terrified just by exuding a coercive breath.

"The breath of the Lord?!"

"My Middle-earth Continent, is about to give birth to the Sovereign? Moreover, it is still the direction of Penglai Xianzong?"

"My God, the Lord! The Lord, turned out to be born!"

"This is a major event in the Middle-earth cultivating world, unprecedented in nearly ten thousand years!"

"The Middle-earth Continent has been for tens of thousands of years, and no Lord Lord has ever been born! I, Penglai Xianzong, what a fortune is this that has been blessed by heaven! The blue clouds descend on me Penglai, luck!"

The gray-haired ancestor of Yuan Ying suddenly burst into tears.

He had never thought that this Middle-earth Continent could give birth to another Holy Venerable, and it would be in Penglai Xianzong.

There are not many ancestors of the five great immortals in Middle-earth. Most of them went to the East Sea and Beiming to find better opportunities.

There are only a few people left in Middle-Earth. Most of them are old, and they don’t have too many ideas to return to Middle-Earth Continent to provide for the elderly.

The gray robe ancestors dare not neglect ~www.wuxiaspot.com~swish!

He threw a flying sword and turned into a cyan rainbow light, which quickly spurred all mana to fly towards Penglai Immortal Sect.

The ancestor of the gray robe primordial infant was extremely anxious, to rush to see the sacred sacred deity of the newly born ascension.

"Master Saint, don't rush to ascend, and wait for the younger generation to step forward! Let the disciples see Master Saint's demeanor at first sight!"

He didn't expect to be able to set foot on the realm of Hua Divine Zun in this life, but seeing the style of Hua Divine Zun, he would have no regrets in this life!

Throughout the Middle-earth Continent, several Taoist ancestor monks who lived in seclusion flew up, flying towards Penglai Immortal Sect at an unsurpassed speed.

Meet the Lord Hua Shengzun who may ascend at any time, that is a once-in-a-lifetime great fortune!

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pS: Keep doing it, there is one more chapter in the evening!