I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

As soon as su Lijing left, si hongqing immediately turned her head and looked at the people from Madam li with a calm expression.

At this moment, all the liveliness and charm seemed to have suddenly disappeared from her body. Only the indifference of looking down on all living beings and the majesty of power were left. At this moment, she displayed the bearing and style of a sect master.

The ninth Ali clan had arrived. It seemed like they could not continue to punish PEI Ling, that evil beast, today.

However, since this evil creature had already returned to the sect, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. There was no need to rush now.

Apart from that, the reason why her husband misunderstood her was because she had not thought it through.

After all, although she said that she had set up a sound amplification array in the white bone Palace, a Palace was still a Palace. There were many palaces and courtyard walls, which blocked his vision too much. As a result, her husband could not see the situation inside and could only make wild guesses ...

Next time, I'll just change the white bone Palace to a Kasaya screen ...

At the thought of this, Sihong Qingyan said indifferently, " &Quot; the Saint has returned from his travels and his cultivation has improved greatly. I am very happy, so I came to test him. &Quot;

&Quot; it seems that the Holy Son is indeed the pride of our sect. He's advanced by leaps and bounds. &Quot;

"Alright, since the examination is over, I still have important matters to attend to, so please do as you please."

With that, she flicked her sleeves and kept the white bone Palace, then floated away.

Seeing that Si Hong Qingyan had left, PEI Ling was stunned. Bing Qing was still in Si Hong Qingyan's white bone Palace!

However, at this moment, the nine Ali clan members and Senior Sister li were all looking at him ...

At the thought of this, PEI Ling did not dare to make a sound, but quickly flew in the direction of the Li Group.

"Father!" When he got close, PEI Ling immediately bowed.

Li wujiu nodded slightly and said, " this place is remote. It's not convenient for us to stay here for long. Let's return to the sect quickly! &Quot;

The other elders of the Li clan chimed in, " &Quot; not bad, not bad. The Holy Son has been away for some time and has finally returned. Let's go back to the sect first. &Quot;

Everyone's expressions were friendly and their tones were warm. They were all very friendly as if nothing had happened just now.

Li lieyue's expression was cold, but he did not say anything.

"Yes!" PEI Ling replied respectfully.

Therefore, li Wuhai made a hand seal, and the ring on his hand flashed with a ray of light. In the void, a huge ghostly claw suddenly appeared again, tearing the space and opening a crack that led to the ancestral land of the Li clan.

Everyone walked in and disappeared in an instant.

The mountains and rivers had changed, and the birds and beasts were silent. After a long time, in the wilderness, there was a mournful cry.

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The Zhong gang sect.

Inheritance Palace.

Tens of thousands of soul lamps floated in the air like an ocean. In the void-like darkness, they were scattered like stars and gathered together to form a mighty array.

In the picture scroll closer to the front, the figure of patriarch Fu Qiong was as clear as ever. He was quietly looking in a direction outside the sect.

In this world, mortals were like ants, and there were countless of them. Those who had the talent to cultivate and could enter the Qi cultivation stage were as many as the hair on an ox.

Foundation establishment, core formation, nascent soul, soul formation, void returning, Dao integration, tribulation transcendence, Mahayana ... Every time a cultivator's cultivation advanced, it meant that countless cultivators with insufficient comprehension, poor aptitude, or bad luck would stop and find it difficult to move forward.

However, only those who had truly reached the Mahayana stage would understand how difficult it was to live forever!

Stepping into the path was just the beginning of cultivation.

Whether it was Qi cultivation or Mahayana, it was only the beginning!

If one couldn't ascend, even if one's might suppressed the world and enjoyed 10000 years of carefreeness, it would be difficult for one to escape the day of death and turn into a pile of yellow soil.

The Dao bone dharma body and the life treasures were all decayed.

Since ancient times, there were thousands of cultivation methods, but the path to becoming an immortal was countable.

Any immortal path was rugged and full of the corpses of countless talented ancestors. It was a gathering of countless storms of blood and countless talented predecessors who had died.

Cultivation, temperament, luck, fate ... Not a single one could be missing.

Even the nine great sects that suppressed this world only controlled two immortal paths.

The divine path was a process of returning great power to one's own body from the cultivation of Qi to the Mahayana realm. Therefore, it plundered the fate of all living beings, the fate of heaven and earth, the vitality of all races ... It sought for one's body to be perfect, perfect, and flawless, so that one could transcend and leave this world to the upper realm with more perfect rules. The pseudo Dao, on the other hand, believed that even though great power belonged to one body, one's body was insignificant, and the world was vast! Therefore, there were limits to the peak of strength. One had to use virtue to carry strength and pursue the limits of truth, kindness, and beauty in one's heart, thus achieving the realm of Immortals.

However, the junior in front of him didn't have these two immortal paths.

Instead, it originated from a 'curse'.

First set the "effect," then carry out the "cause ..."

As long as he could see through the 'cause' of the other party, he would be able to know the true mystery of this immortal path ...

However, he was unable to identify the 'cause' of this junior with a single glance ...

It was the two from you su Fen who had concealed the heavenly secrets for this junior!

Grand Master Fu Qiong pondered for a moment and suddenly understood why Wang had taken the initiative to give in when he asked you sufen for her.

At their level, every move they made had a deeper meaning.

The other party had given in just now to wait for him to make a move now!

If he forcefully peeked into this Junior's immortal path now, you sufen would immediately start a war!

The step that "death" had taken just now could be exchanged for a move from him.

In this way, when the real battle broke out, he would be one move behind the other party ...

At the thought of this, patriarch Fu Qiong shook his head. If this junior was an outsider, it would be fine, but even if he was two moves behind, he would not let go of the immortal path in his hands.

However, this junior was a disciple of the glory sect, and the current Holy Son of the glory sect!

The prodigies of the inner sanctum of the sage sect had their sect-guarding magical treasures to suppress their luck. Those above the successive disciples all had their sect's fate energy.

As the Holy Son, he was favored by the sect's destiny. Even the sect master and Grand Elder couldn't punish him as they wished.

On the other hand, if the prodigies, core disciples, Saint children, and saintesses made great progress in their cultivation, the sect would share their glory, which would also be beneficial.

For example, if this junior were to become an immortal, his fate would definitely soar for the sage sect. For a considerable period of time, it would be like a burning fire, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures, peerless geniuses, divine weapons ... Would take the initiative to join him.

Even an ancestral master like him, who had been in seclusion for many years in the inheritance Hall, had the opportunity to ascend.

In that case, he would also take a step back ...

Just as he was deep in thought, Fu Qiong caught sight of the junior and the current Grandmaster of the sage sect.

Ancestral Master Fu Qiong raised his hand and pointed at PEI Ling from a distance, instantly covering the traces of the immortal path for him. Following that, even existences on the same level as him would find it difficult to discover the essence of the immortal path in PEI Ling's body.

Immediately, the patriarch retracted his gaze, and the originally clear picture scroll instantly dimmed.

Not long after, the painting scroll completely turned blurry and chaotic, and it disappeared into the void.

Thousands of soul lamps burned quietly. The strong ones were like the sun in the sky, while the weak ones were like beans. They were like endless boats, floating in the vast void.

The inheritance Hall was silent and the sea of lights was vast.