Super Sect Development System

"Host current panel:

Cultivation value: 1 million (Four Symbols·Early Sun Realm)

True Meaning Stripes: Immortal 9, Hades 3, Demon 3, Holy 3

Flesh body: late stage of the body of all things (equivalent to the eighth-grade heavenly magic weapon)

Kung Fu: "Qingyun Jue" Starry Sky Level

Starry sky magical power: Starry sky level "Blue Stone" (second level of Dzogchen)

Physical Kung Fu: The Second Level of "The Candle Dragon Sutra"

Swordsmanship: The ultimate heaven-level "Yuelu Swordsmanship" (Swordsmanship Realm Dzogchen)

Sect Formation: "Green Mountain Formation" (First Level)

Mental power realm: middle stage of spiritual sea realm

The method of cultivating elixir: first grade of heaven level

The method of cultivating spiritual beasts: the first level of Xuan level

"Experiences in Cultivating Disciples" Proficiency:

Sect Totem: Red Flame Bird (1)

Genius points: 35.7 million

Reputation points: 700,000”

King Anlan escaped, the five red-clothed palace masters died, and the memories of the elders of Jiugong Dao have been temporarily replaced. Google search reading

In its current form, the Desolate Realm has already overcome the crisis caused by the thousand-year plan planned by King Anlan of the Underworld and the various forces within the human race that cooperated internally and externally for more or less reasons.

Therefore, the power of sentient beings that blessed Li Qingyun gradually dissipated at this moment, but on Li Qingyun's panel, the original "Red Flame Bird (0)" became "Red Flame Bird (1)".

Li Qingyun murmured, why do these "1" and "0" look weird.

system:"……"

"Reminder to the host, this means that the Red Flame Bird Totem has reached the first-level level from no level in the system's score."

Li Qingyun asked in confusion: "Why?"

The system said: "Because during this war, in the wilderness, from the elders in the Taoist lineage to the foundation-building monks in the small sects, tens of thousands of people tried to cultivate the Red Flame Bird Totem. Although They have not yet reached the entry level, but they have added a lot of faith to the sect’s totem, the Red Flame Bird.”

"Therefore, the Red Flame Bird Totem has been promoted to the first level."

Li Qingyun nodded. He had put away the Green Mountain Dharma Image and the Red Flame Bird Totem at this time, so he could not feel the changes brought about after the Red Flame Bird Totem was upgraded to the first level. However, when the power of all living beings left, it did remain. A little bit of power was given to him, which nourished him. I guess it was that power that made his Red Flame Bird Totem rise to the first level.

Li Qingyun was very worried about the Scarlet Flame Bird totem. The Scarlet Flame Bird was a ferocious beast on the list of Thousand Evils. Although it was not enough to rank among the Hundred Evils, its ferocious reputation had once frightened all beings. He was so majestic. Taking the land as a sect totem always feels like there will be some hidden dangers.

below.

On the vast wasteland, countless mortals and monks still couldn't see clearly what was going on above them, but the only thing they could do at this time was to look up at the sky and wait for the result.

Hu Yanzhuo has returned to his old appearance. Perhaps he has been in an old state for a hundred thousand years, and now even if he is young again, he still cannot adapt.

He nodded to Li Qingyun, turned around, and used his spiritual power to spread the sound across the vast continent:

"I am Hu Yanzhuo, Taoist Master of the Jiugong Dao. I am now officially informing the creatures in the wilderness that the Nether Clan has left the wilderness. We in the wilderness... have survived this catastrophe."

Hu Yanzhuo's voice had a tone that made people's eyes warm.

Throughout the wilderness, whether in cities or villages, countless people knelt on the ground with tears streaming down their faces.

Only those who have experienced despair can understand this feeling of crying with joy.

A moment ago, they thought that they had been sucked out of their life force and died in this doomsday situation. But at this moment, they were reborn, and the apocalyptic world was restored to the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers...

This is the meaning of life.

"Nine Palaces Dao Sequence, listen to the order." Hu Yanzhuo said again.

"……yes!"

"exist!!"

"Please give me the Tao Master's orders!"

After a brief silence, a fierce echo erupted below.

"The Nether Clan has escaped from the Desolate Realm. In this war, Jiugong Dao has won again!"

"Please quickly check the damage of each sect under your command, as well as the battle damage of each palace sequence, and report it quickly!"

"yes!!"

After a brief conversation, the Desolate Continent regained its vitality.

The sky above was still torn to pieces like tissue paper, extremely ferocious, but below, in the villages and cities, the men had already picked up hoes and shovels, heading towards the collapsed houses and destroyed city walls...

The various palaces in the Nine Palaces silently picked up the corpses of their dead sect members, arranged their belongings, and counted the number of dead...

As long as people are alive, there is always hope in life and practice.

…

Somewhere outside the Holy Meteor Continent, outside the boundless space.

This is a manor with beautiful scenery. In the manor, many servants are busy around, while the owner and a guest sit under the peach tree and drink tea leisurely.

The host is dressed like a wealthy person, while the guest wears a white kerchief and looks like a scholar.

Peach blossoms were falling on the trees, and the two of them were drinking fragrant tea, feeling very comfortable.

Suddenly, the host's hand holding the tea cup paused, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that those five palace masters who were eager to make meritorious deeds would die like this."

The guest put down his tea cup with a leisurely look on his face, as if these five dead branch hall masters were insignificant, and said: "In total, people above the branch hall master level died unexpectedly, even in this era , it only happened once.”

"Yes, this is the second time." The host shook his head and said helplessly: "I just didn't expect that this would happen in my territory."

The guest reached out to catch a piece of peach blossom falling from above: "For this kind of thing, send someone to investigate thoroughly and follow the rules of the pavilion."

At this point, the guest hesitated a little, holding the peach blossom in his hand and said: "But, it happened in the Holy Meteorite Continent at this time, I'm afraid it will involve other things..."

"That's right." The host stood up and looked in front of the tea table.

In front of this tea table, there was a cliff. The cliff was full of beautiful peaks and waters, rugged rocks, birds singing and flowers blooming, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

"When we are in this position, sometimes we can't help ourselves..." At this point, the host's tone finally showed a hint of helplessness.

The guest also stood up, standing side by side with the host, looking at the scenery in front: "I heard that you have been asking about that donkey recently?"

The host raised his eyebrows, with a hint of surprise and vigilance in his eyes: "How do you know everything?"

The guest smiled: "I don't know how many people are paying attention to that donkey. Just now, its aura seemed to appear in the Holy Meteorite Continent..."

"But its donkey hair seems to have been refined into a magic weapon?"

"I'm just curious, what kind of big shot can pull a few hairs from that donkey and dare to refine it into a magic weapon?"