The Demon Monarch went to the West Desert to develop, the Black Dragon went to the Dragon Clan as an undercover agent, and the black chicken went out, intending to establish a Wanshi Chicken Dynasty.
They all have a bright future.
In the current Sect Master's Mansion, the only monster beasts left were the Mountain Monarch, Little Tiger and Big Yellow, and they were instantly deserted.
"I'm an immortal cultivator, but I'm too immortal." Xiao Yang took the fishing rod and sat by the fish pond to fish, and every month he would arrange for his disciples to buy a lot of spirit fish from outside and put them in, and he was not afraid that there would be no fish to fish.
Feeling that the fishing rod was a little uncomfortable, he shouted twice, "Black dragon, remake a fishing rod for the master." After
a long time without responding, Xiao Yang remembered in a trance that the black dragon had already gone out, alas, thinking that the black dragon still occupied such an important position in his heart, the fishing rod could not be without you.
Zhongzhou Wanbao Lou, the local forces of the Southern Wilderness, will contribute hundreds of millions of spirit stones to Xiao Yang every month, and it is not enough to upgrade Xiao Yang, but it is more than enough to upgrade Ling Ruyan.
The excess spirit stones were classified into the treasure house of the sect, and now in the Xuantian Continent, there was no force that was stronger than the Hundred Refining Sect's ability to make money.
Ling Ruyan also didn't know how Xiao Yang transformed the spirit stone into cultivation, but this method was very good, and she no longer had to retreat and cultivate.
The cultivation life of the Hundred Refining Sect is so unremarkable, open and upgraded.
......
The upgrade of the world has made the spiritual veins of the Xuantian Continent also advance.
Many spiritual veins have completed their transformation, changing from spiritual veins to fairy veins, producing fairy qi and fairy stones.
Of course, the first wave of immortal stones had already been harvested by Xiao Yang, and the immortal qi that emanated from this was enough to benefit the majority of cultivators.
The advancement of the world has allowed the low-level spiritual veins to grow, the spiritual energy of the entire world has become more concentrated, the proper spiritual energy has been revived, and the cultivation of the cultivators of the Xuantian Continent has also entered a period of rapid growth.
But no one knew the reason, and some time ago, because of the blood sacrifice of Xuantian Tower, countless low-level cultivators died.
Among the monk group, the most popular saying is that the blood sacrifice at that time was a test of heaven, and those who survived could obtain chance, and this revival of Aura was chance.
In Zhongzhou, there were many Mahayana period cultivators, and their cultivation had loosened, and in just one year, more than ten people had reached the late Mahayana period to trigger the calamity of Ducheng Immortals.
A late Mahayana monk, sensing heaven and earth, knew that he was about to survive the Mahayana calamity, and he immediately summoned three or five friends to protect the tribulation.
"Congratulations, congratulations, Ye Daoyou's cultivation to the heavens, about to enter the fairy realm, flying to the immortal world, it is really gratifying." The Mahayana monk said with a smile, and envy flowed from time to time in his eyes.
"Ye Daoyou has been practicing for ten thousand years, and it can be regarded as a complete rise in merit."
Several Mahayana friends said respectfully that they had been invited to protect the Dharma.
By the way, they also observed and learned, after all, this aura suddenly revived, and they also knew that they were almost ascending.
Ye Daoyou is a real person, dare to cross the robbery first, who doesn't want a guinea pig on the road?
"Daoist friends said and smiled, under the qualification ordinary appearance is mediocre, can have today's cultivation, lucky."
He said as modestly as possible, but he still couldn't hold back the smile in his heart, and heard that becoming a fairy cultivator would lead to immortality.
Eternal life, this is his lifelong pursuit, and his dream is finally coming true.
"Daoist, I have laid out the Three Sacred Heavenly Armor Array, and I also ask all Daoists to protect the formation for me, don't let people disturb."
He said cautiously, and handed over the three array flags to several people at the same time, the more careful he was at the last moment, and those who traveled a hundred miles were half ninety.
Everyone was also unambiguous, quickly found a good position, blocked the territory within a radius of millions of miles, after all, it was a calamity of becoming an immortal, and the power of robbing thunder must be not small.
Many melon-eating people are also watching from afar, becoming immortals, which is the lifelong wish of every mortal cultivator.
Although most of them fell halfway, this did not prevent them from yearning for fairyland.
"Such a strong breath, it is estimated that it is the power of the Yuan baby." A gas refining slag felt the vast and ethereal coercion and said longingly.
A certain foundation building monk: "Yuan baby? I tell you, that senior's cultivation must at least be the realm of transforming gods.
"Is this the power of the Avatar?"
The low-level monks said in a tongue-in-cheek manner, they didn't know what Mahayana was, they only knew that it was spectacular.
However, people from the great families and top forces will come to observe, and take out one hundred and eighty photo stones to record them in all directions.
These can be taken back and observed repeatedly, and it is always harmless.
"That's Senior Ye, right?"
"Yes, Senior Ye has practiced for a thousand years to become a god, and the road to cultivation becomes more and more difficult in the future, and becoming an immortal in ten thousand years is already a gift."
The whole audience looked around at the center of the large array, and saw the Mahayana monk surnamed Ye meditating and pranayama, checking the talismans, elixirs, and defensive magic weapons behind.
He began to seek to break through the qi machine, and Hao Han's fierce spiritual power rushed in his body, impacting the acupuncture point entrance in his body.
His aura grew stronger.
Heavenly Dao responded to his actions, and above his head, thunderclouds began to surge, and hundreds of thousands of miles of thunderclouds filled the heavenly dome.
One after another, the thunder fell, tempering his body and transforming him into an immortal.
At the beginning, he only relied on his spiritual power shield and physical strength to carry the thunder.
Hearing that being struck by lightning was beneficial, he was slashed a few more times.
Gradually, the thunder pillars that poured down became thicker and stronger, and he sacrificed a defensive magic weapon and added it to his body.
He was well prepared, and the magic weapon did not disappoint him, silently carrying everything.
When his spiritual power was exhausted, he swallowed the elixir prepared in advance to replenish the dried up spiritual power in his body.
After a month-long heavenly thunder and slash, this immortal calamity, he survived.
The immortal qi scattered in a radius of tens of thousands of miles all gathered and formed a vortex that poured into his body.
The fairy air is ethereal, making his whole person look more ethereal.
The thundercloud receded, and he knew that the Ascension Gate was about to open for him.
He thanked the Daoists who had protected his formation, and said, "Ye Mou remembered the kindness of all Daoists.
Those people also responded to him, saying that they were congratulating Daoist friends on their ascension.
Everyone is waiting for the Ascension Gate to open so that they can glimpse the appearance of Fairyland.
Only an hour has passed, and the robbery cloud has retreated for most of the time, and the door of ascension has not yet been opened.
"Isn't the door locked?"
"It may be that I am stronger and need some time to prepare." He deluded himself.
Two hours passed, and the thunderclouds in the sky all receded.
The door of ascension did not open.
One day, two days, three days have passed, and the Gate of Ascension is still nowhere to be seen.
That's when he realized something was wrong.
"His grandmother's, who demolished Lao Tzu's Ascension Gate, Lao Tzu will fly to Wonderland."
But no matter how he acted, he did not see the door of ascension.
"This?" Not only him, but also those cultivators who knew that this was the Tribulation of Becoming Immortals were also puzzled.
The crossing was very successful, why didn't he ascend to the Immortal Realm? Could it be that the gate of the immortal realm is locked?
"So, is this considered an immortal?"
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