The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1748 The Humble Furnace of Noble Immortals (96)

  The thunder of the sky came in a mighty way, and the spiritual energy above the entire Xuanqing Sect gathered towards Su Qinghuan like crazy.

   The little fox held a long sword and flew towards the thundercloud without fear.

   Her sleeves are fluttering, her face is absolutely dusty, so she greets the lightning and thunder with her flesh, and the strong collision of softness and rigidity makes people feel like they want to pay homage.

Xianzun Zichen, who has a spiritual cultivation level in the sky, has never seen such a scene in his life. Looking at the entire cultivation continent, who can be less than a hundred years old, and the front foot has just experienced the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, and the rear foot begins to directly face the spiritual transformation. The tempering of thunder tribulation?

   Immortal Zun Zichen thinks that he is already a dragon and phoenix among people, and Ling Ruoxu, his apprentice accepted a hundred years ago, is a peerless genius, but who would have thought that they were all compared by a little woman!

  Thinking of this, Immortal Venerable Zichen suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood.

  …

The Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect, who was supporting Immortal Venerable Zichen, was horrified. He could feel that it was not only Ling Ruoxu's immortal journey that was ruined by the little fox, but also the only surviving transformation spirit in their Xuanqing Sect. Old Ancestor, the Qi machine in the body is also passing away!

   The most terrifying thing is that the spiritual veins occupied by the Xuanqing Sect should have blessed their sect, but at this moment, the spiritual energy generated by those spiritual veins is madly gathering towards the little fox!

  How can this be? !

   Could it be that the Tao of Heaven will destroy my Xuanqing Sect? !

  …

   Immortal Venerable Zichen also saw the horror in the eyes of the Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect. The white-haired old man was extremely desolate. He vomited blood while holding the hand of Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect with a pale face.

"It's a waste of my life, Zi Chen, to be so confused about this matter. If this woman falls under the thunder tribulation or her cultivation falls, that's all. If she can break through the transformation of the gods, she will be the best for my Xuanqing Sect. Disadvantage! I am implicated in Xuanqingzong... I am a sinner..."

   Immortal Venerable Zichen said, a smell of sweetness came out of his throat again. If he hadn't forcibly stabilized the cultivation of the gods, I'm afraid that he would be like his apprentice Ling Ruoxu at this moment, and the demons would go crazy.

   Xuanqing Sect Sect Master did not expect that one day he would see the god-turning elder who had been protecting the sect for many years become what he is today, and he gripped Immortal Venerable Zichen's hand anxiously.

"Old Ancestor, you must not lose heart, then Sect Master Su is only a junior, how old is she? You are over a thousand years old, and you have seen so many geniuses who fell in the middle of the journey, you will definitely be able to support the day when the sect's disciples are ascended. ."

   "No, you don't have to comfort me, I can't see..."

   Immortal Venerable Zichen gave a wry smile. At this moment, the white-haired old man looked at the woman who had transcended the calamity in the sky, and his heart was infinitely desolate.

   Could he be wrong?

wrong?

  Why the fiancee of his apprentice turned out to be such a hard bone.

   If she is really just a mortal, unable to cultivate for the rest of her life, it is impossible for her to do any harm to the Xuanqing Sect.

  At this time, even if Immortal Zichen lived for thousands of years, he was still trapped in a magical barrier and couldn't extricate himself. He looked at the sky blankly, and blood spurted out.

The Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect was so frightened that he almost lost his mind when he saw this scene. He hurriedly took out a high-grade elixir with a strong foundation and revitalization and wanted to put it into the mouth of Immortal Zichen, but the white-haired old man stubbornly held down his hand.

"I know that I don't have much time, because I have a lot of trust from the sect, the head, Su Qinghuan's aptitude is against the sky, and the character is also excellent. If this girl really cultivates into a god, she must not be with her unless it is a last resort. For the enemy, remember, remember."

   Today, there are not many seniors with spiritual cultivation in the cultivation continent. They are either in seclusion, or, like him, they see that they have spiritual cultivation. In fact, their qi is withering and there is not much time left.

  The white-haired old man looked at Ling Ruoxu, who was crazy and looked like an idiot next to him with regret.

   The apprentice he was proud of and raised almost as his own son, has now fallen into this field.

   Is this really the backlash of fate against him?

  …

The more the white-haired old man thought about it, the more mourning he felt. He was stuck in his throat and wanted to explain a few words to the sect master of Xuanqing Sect. However, the lightning and thunder in the sky gradually receded, and colorful clouds rose slowly, bringing Xuanqing Sect Peak to the ground. The top is shrouded in a large radiance like a dream.

   The crisp phoenix and bird chirping came out, even if everyone didn't look up, they knew that this was a sign of Su Qinghuan's success in transcending the calamity!

  The white-haired old man raised his head madly, and the pain in his heart became more and more vivid. He looked at the stunning female cultivator in mid-air, and finally couldn't hold back the dead energy in his heart, and the energy was completely annihilated.

   Immortal Zichen's hunched arm fell straight down. The moment they saw Su Qinghuan's success in transcending the calamity, others were shocked and amazed. Immortal Zichen was suffocated in his arms, and finally became the last knot in his heart before his death.

   "Elder! How are you..."

  The Sect Master of the Xuanqing Sect saw the immortal Zichen died suddenly, and his heart was filled with infinite sadness.

   What made the Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect the most tormented was that many of the disciples didn't even realize that the Elder Transformation God that their sect was in had died.

   The woman who successfully survived the calamity has become a role model for many disciples of the Xuanqing Sect.

  Fate never treated her fair, but she broke free from the shackles of her identity as a furnace and became an existence that everyone looked up to.

   At least they are not Luding, and Luding can still change their lives against the sky, so is it possible for these ordinary disciples to make breakthroughs? !

  …

  Su Qinghuan broke through the Nascent Soul in Xuanqing Sect and successfully transformed into a god. Within half an hour, it spread throughout the world of immortality.

   Yuanying Xianjun is already considered rare in the world, and the ancestor of the gods is a character that is not born in the world.

   What's more, how old are the other ancestors, how old is Su Qinghuan?

  Others are trembling to avoid the thunder robbery for fear that life will come, but she still has infinite possibilities!

   The arrogant sects who were still underestimating Su Qinghuan at the moment finally restrained their arrogant expressions and lowered their heads one after another.

  …

The Xuanqing Sect lost the god-turning ancestor who was in charge, and Ling Ruoxu, the first genius in the sect, also fell into a demon and went crazy. The throne of the first sect of the Xuanqing Sect did not need a little fox to grab the throne, and they could not keep the name themselves. number.

  The disciples in the Xuanqing Sect were even more uneasy, and everyone was worried that the little fox would come to seek revenge someday.

   There are even many cultivators of the right way spreading the news, saying that Su Qinghuan practiced the right way, but he was evil in dealing with others. Wouldn't he want to bloodbath the world of self-cultivation one day?

  Confront these rumors.

  The little fox is as motionless as a mountain.

  Tianmingzong, in a pavilion.

   The little fox was leaning comfortably on the couch of the imperial concubine, and on the mountain not far away, there were several young female nuns who had offended Su Qinghuan before, as well as the original magician of the Tianming Sect who were working hard to farm.

   The eldest apprentice, Su Xiaoyu, served on the side and was diligently peeling grapes for her.

   "Master, can you taste the sweetness of the newly planted grapes? This is a new product called Meirenjian, which is most suitable for you, Master."

   (end of this chapter)