My Sect is So Upbeat

Rao grew up in the phoenix pile since childhood, and has seen countless powerful elders. Qiu Xuanzi felt that he did not have the breath that Bai Ji had shown before, which was shocking.

There are also martial kings in the Holy Land of Fluctuation, but the number is extremely rare, and there is no way to compare with Bai Ji in terms of aura or posture.

Bai Ji was so calm, her gestures and gestures were full of the demeanor of a master, as if there were endless traces of time flowing on her body.

In addition, Bai Ji's identity is a handyman disciple of the Tianji Pavilion, so after a little thought, how terrifying is the background of the entire Tianji Pavilion?

At this moment, she was paralyzed on the ground, her face was sluggish, she should be more sure of the supreme mystery and dignity of Tianji Pavilion.

"Many... Thank you for saving your life, Senior!"

After a while, she knelt down with trembling knees and bowed towards Bai Ji.

Bai Ji's expression returned to calm, and she said indifferently: "I'm not saving you, I just don't want the mountain gate to be stained with some unclear blood."

"As for those who dare to use swords and force at the entrance of Tianji Pavilion, that's simply being boring."

After saying this, Bai Ji left.

When Qiu Xuanzi looked up, Bai Ji had disappeared without a trace. She stared blankly at the majestic mountain peaks several miles away, gritted her teeth, did not get up, and continued to kneel.

When she came to this trip, she encountered the murderous intention of the centenarian, and she knew very well in her heart that if she couldn't find the elixir, her father's life and death would be unpredictable.

Even if she hurried back to the Holy Land of Fluctlight at this moment and reported the news to the Presbyterian Church, it would be difficult for her to really tear her face off with the Prince Regent.

"Little girl Qiu Xuanzi, the eighth saint of the Holy Land of Fluctuation, I beg you to meet the Pavilion Master Tianji and ask for the elixir for my father!"

Soon, the words resounded between the mountains and fields again, floating into the sky filled with clouds and mist, and using the power of True Yuan.

Sentence after sentence, over and over again and again, without the slightest intention of giving up.

At this moment, inside the Tianji Pavilion, at the top of the main peak mountain range, Ning Yuan stood there, looking at the plain outside the mountain gate.

As early as under the influence of the vision technique, he completely understood all the origins of Qiu Xuanzi.

[Elephant: Qiu Xuanzi. 】

[Realm: Early stage of the innate realm. 】

【Age: Sixteen. 】

[Identity: The eighth-generation saint of the Holy Land of Fluctuation. 】

[Experience: Growing up in the Holy Land of Fluctuating Light since childhood, ignorant of the dangers and sophistication in the world, this trip is only to find the fairy medicine, Qingli Chihuolian, to relieve his father's disease karma. 】

[I have no doubts about the Heavenly Secret List, and I am in awe of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion. 】

[Potential: Qualification is like a demon, with great luck, cultivation is like drinking water. 】

[Overview: Your loyal fans are the first believers under the spread of the Tianji List. 】

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After reading this information, Ning Yuan's mood was a little moved. Leaving aside other things for the time being, just being the "first believer" can explain a lot of things.

Qiu Xuanzi came from thousands of miles away and believed in the existence of the fairy medicine, and at the beginning of the fight, she left the chariot and walked on foot, full of respect.

This means that she regards Tianji Pavilion as the supreme palace, an inviolable and irreversible existence.

It was the first time that Ning Yuan had seen such a devout person since the release of the Heavenly Secret List.

And when Bai Ji rescued her, the prestige of the entire sect increased significantly, bringing back a lot of foundation and turning it into creative power.

You must know that when Meng Zixuan suppressed the arrogance of the Eight Desolates, the prestige he brought was only so much.

And Qiu Xuanzi's energy alone can match so many powerhouses of the Eight Desolate Forces!

This is probably closely related to the 'believers'. This level has surpassed ordinary people, and the sect can draw more majestic prestige from the believers.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan decided to wait and see how the situation developed.

Soon, as time passed, Qiu Xuanzi knelt down outside the gate of Tianji Pavilion, calling out his origin consistently until his voice became hoarse.

A whole day has passed, such a scene has been witnessed by Leng Wushuang, she is a little surprised at the mountain gate, who has such perseverance.

Two days later, Meng Zixuan recovered from his injuries, and he also looked up, quite moved.

Three days later, Bai Ji reappeared at the gate of the mountain, holding a golden broom, and finally sighed and ignored it.

Four days...five days...six days...

As time passed, Ning Yuan was still sitting on the top of the treasure pavilion, and the prompt sound in his mind suddenly sounded on the ninth day!

【Ding! 】

[Your Hall of Creation has gained the power of extreme belief, and it has been fully upgraded! 】

[Your Immortal Armament Tower has gained the power of extreme belief and has been fully upgraded! 】

[Your Peeping Heaven Peak has gained the power of extreme belief, and it has been fully upgraded! 】

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A large number of buildings in the sect began to be upgraded one after another. Qiu Xuanzi's continuous kneeling and perseverance in his heart brought together an unimaginable power of faith.

This power of faith may be different from prestige, but it is brought by pure believers!

Ning Yuan finally got up, he waved his sleeves suddenly, and a ray of golden light swept across the sky and landed directly in front of Qiu Xuanzi, whose body was crumbling, with a loess-colored face and purple lips.

Immediately afterwards, there was a strong burst of vitality, the source of all life that was lacking in warm nourishment.

If he wasn't seriously injured, Qiu Xuanzi could still hold on for a long time, even kneeling for two or three years would not be a problem.

But after being slapped by the centenarian, every minute she persists, she has to bear great pain and price.

At the moment, Jin Mang swept into her body, so that she was already a little drowsy, and she woke up in an instant.

"Ge... Pavilion Master!"

She shuddered and looked up at the top of the sky.

I saw the turbulent waves, the wind and the clouds opened and closed, and the shadow of Ning Yuan was not seen, but the voice of Ning Yuan was already heard.

"Get up, you kneel here for nine days and nine nights, and I have seen the loyalty you showed. Take this azure glass red fire lotus, and you don't need to go to dangerous places to find it."

The sound is mighty, turning into a rolling sky, and it has the meaning of ethereal and supreme. When it falls on Qiu Xuanzi's ear, a ray of light breaks through the clouds and descends.

It is the Immortal Medicine Qingli Scarlet Fire Lotus!

Qiu Xuanzi was trembling, she stared at her in a daze, her inner excitement and joy couldn't be added, and two lines of tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

He didn't take the immortal medicine immediately, but suddenly kowtowed to the mountain gate, brutally reckless, and smashed his head directly with blood.

"The junior thanks the pavilion master for his grace, and when the junior's father recovers from his stubborn illness, he will definitely come to thank him!"

She cried with joy, got up and wiped the tears from her face with the elixir, turned and left quickly.

At this moment, the power of faith gained in the sect actually exploded!