Changsu Zhenren had been planning this trip to Yunxu for a long time and found a way to enter the small world.
There is a dilapidated sect station in that small world, and some good things are left behind.
After stepping into that small world, everyone went to explore together.
They also encountered many restrictions and formations on the way, but they were still able to cope with it with Master Chang Su's cultivation.
At the last moment, she broke the restrictions in the alchemy room and took out some things.
Among them, Jiang Lianyun got it.
She took a bottle of elixir and handed it to Zhenren Chang Su.
She also put the elixir next to the elixir bottle directly into the mustard space.
Her gut told her it would be good for her Sure enough, when he took it out, he saw that it was a Yuanling Pill.
The medicinal effect was very well preserved, and it could increase a person's spiritual consciousness, increase the chance of resisting inner demons, and break through the Yuanying.
She is now in the middle stage of the Golden Core.
With her qualifications, it would only be a great chance to reach this stage.
She does have endless opportunities.
Even with the Mustard Seed Space, she can encounter all kinds of elixirs, magic weapons, and skills during her training, and this is how she has been able to practice to the present level in more than a hundred years.
It is not that no one is suspicious, but they are all taken by the True Lord Qingji, and no one dares to offend.
Luo Changli entered seclusion again, and he had been in seclusion for more than fifty years.
He had spent many years in the Yunxu.
Although it was not reflected in his longevity, his mind was also extremely tired.
This retreat was just for rest and relaxation.
In his sleep, the exercises were running on their own, and the runes he had comprehended evolved on their own in his soul, slowly integrating into his true destiny.
A mysterious and mysterious rune floated in his increasingly stable soul, gradually improving.
After he woke up, the runes became more profound and simple, and the powerful aura was restrained, as if he had returned to his original nature and was firmly integrated with his soul.
Under the change of the soul, the physical body has also restrained its thrilling appearance.
Although the appearance is still as handsome and gorgeous, at a glance, it is just like an ordinary monk with better appearance.
The ethereal and indifferent aura around him seemed to be hidden, making him even less noticeable among the monks.
Perhaps this is what Taoism calls harmony with light and dust.
His cultivation level has broken through the late Nascent Soul stage step by step as he returns to his roots.
At this point, he can already feel that layer of obstacles.
When a monk breaks through to become a god, he can travel around the world, view the world from a new perspective, experience the Tao of this world, and thus constantly improve himself until he is the Tao.
After leaving seclusion, he went to meet his master as usual.
At this time, True Lord Qingji had already broken through to the high level of becoming a god and was about to ascend.
In the past fifty years, Jiang Lianyun has also broken through to the late stage of Jindan, and is about to break through to Yuanying.
It takes more than two hundred years to reach this level, and it is only a handful in the history of the Yuanqing Sect.
For some unknown reason, True Lord Qingji has not accepted her as a disciple, even though she is already qualified to accept a disciple.
At this moment, True Lord Qingji was instructing Jiang Lianyun on preparations to break through the Nascent Soul.
He sensed Luo Changli's situation and waved his hand to let Jiang Lianyun leave.
The two happened to bump into each other outside the cave.
Sensing Luo Changli's increasingly unfathomable aura, Jiang Lianyun's expression became complicated in an instant.
Only with such talent and cultivation can she be favored by the Master?
Why is she working so hard, but the Master never sees her?
"The progress of your cultivation is beyond my expectation.
I originally thought that it would take at least five hundred years for you to achieve the breakthrough of becoming a god.
This way I can overcome the tribulation with peace of mind."
The originally cold and lonely Master Qingji now has even his loneliness wiped away.
His whole person seems to have transformed into Tao, and what he can see seems to be thousands of miles away.
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He has not broken through in his cultivation for more than two hundred years and has been suppressing it hard.
Now it seems that he has completely relaxed that layer of suppression and is waiting for the disaster to come.
Overcoming the tribulation is not as late as possible.
It is also important to follow the trend.
If you suppress it too much, it will easily lead to flaws.
If there is an accident during the tribulation, it will be completely eliminated.
Natural disasters and man-made disasters, natural disasters are ninety-nine and eighty-one calamity thunders, which are the last training of the monks from heaven and earth.
Who will let this monk scrape off a layer of skin to make up for the losses of heaven and earth.
Of course, if it is a lower plane, Heaven simply does not have the ability to carry out natural disasters and can only arrange man-made disasters.
The laws of heaven and earth are perfect in this place, and natural disasters and man-made disasters are naturally abundant.
Luo Changli guessed that Jiang Lianyun was responsible for the man-made disaster caused by True Lord Qingji.
One is perseverant and dedicated to climbing the path of immortality, while the other has stood at the top for thousands of years and seen everything in the world.
He was moved by her and accepted her as a disciple, teaching her carefully.
She was deeply treated by her master and secretly fell in love with her.
Coupled with the contract of the same fate, the clutch flower, the divine calamity, the emotion turns into ruthlessness, the ruthlessness turns into emotion, and a heart-stirring love is achieved.
But things are changing, and once something goes wrong in some aspects, the entire chess game will develop in an unknown direction.
Luo Changli left the chessboard first, and although True Lord Qingji still accepted Jiang Lianyun as his disciple, he no longer had high hopes and taught him all the time.
Although Jiang Lianyun is still happy and peaceful, his temperament has changed due to the changes in the world.
He should have endured hardships and persevered, but instead he lived a smooth life and was addicted to love.
Nowadays, the path of True Monarch Qingji has taken a further step.
The Supreme Being forgets love, and the one he loves is in our generation.
We can both ask for love and let it go.
This is the free way of monks of our generation.
He put aside his worries about the sect and was able to face the disaster with a perfect Taoist heart.
Three days later, in the Yuxu Mountains, the entire Yuanqing sect was on alert, and the mountain protection formation was activated, stretching for thousands of miles around.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul monks, headed by Luo Changli, protected the inner circle.
Hundreds of Jindan disciples controlled formation defenses to prevent sneak attacks.
Countless magic weapons and artifacts appeared in this area, and the surging spiritual energy tore apart.
The clouds covered the sky, alarming the monks thousands of miles away.
The stern voice of the head of the Yuanqing Sect spread throughout this area, "If you set foot on a land with a radius of thousands of miles, you will fight against our Yuanqing sect until death, and we will definitely kill them."
The people who came to investigate the situation all retreated, thinking about what was going on at the Yuanqing Police Station in the distance.
In the formation surrounded by layers of layers, Master Qingji was meditating alone in the center.
There was no one around for hundreds of miles.
He closed his eyes quietly, and thick clouds gradually floated in the sky, one after another, covering a hundred miles in radius, hanging above his head.
As time passed, the lightning flashing in the clouds became more dazzling, and the power it contained became more astonishing.
Suddenly, Lord Qingji opened his closed eyes, and a white thunder struck down in the sky instantly.
A total of nine rays of Taiqing Bai Lei were casually caught by True Lord Qingji.
Nine red thunders in the sky came with doom, and the bloody arc was filled with a strong bloody smell.
It struck straight down, illuminating a hundred miles in radius, and the air was filled with an ominous feeling.
The crowd watching from a distance looked at the glowing blood and became alert.
Then came the nine Taixiao blue thunders.
The green thunder was like a thin green gauze, carrying a misty and light energy and struck towards the ground.
The space seemed to be split by the thunder, and there was no time and distance.
In less than half a stick of incense, they all fell, and the nine thunderbolts seemed to merge into one, striking at True Lord Qingji.
The majestic thunder was like a torn space in front of True Lord Qingji.
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It twisted for a while and then completely disappeared.
The surrounding disciples watched with admiration and concern as their master survived the catastrophe of ascension, and could not hide their yearning.
The dreamlike Taixu Blue Thunder, the mysterious Chaos Purple Thunder, and the violent and destructive Jiuxuan Golden Thunder passed by one after another, and Qingji Zhenjun was more or less injured.
The real test lies in the last three thunderbolts.
A gray thunder mixed with mist descended silently.
There were no evil spirits like the previous thunderbolts that suppressed everything.
There seemed to be some inexplicable secrets hidden in the gray mist.
The moment it fell, it aroused the inner desires of a group of monks, reminding people of their most unworthy things. .
This is Shenxiao's True Thunder, and it is asking about the monk's truth.
If any monk who has experienced a calamity cannot face his own nature, he will fall under this calamity.
True Monarch Qingji is bathed in the thunder.
He was born indifferent and was accepted into the sect.
He followed the supreme path of forgetting love.
He puts his love in heaven and earth, forgets love in himself, looks down on all living beings, and is detached from the world.
This is his nature.
This thunder passed smoothly, and another thunder that was as bright as the moon came down.
The bright moonlight clearly reflects the scenery of this world.
It also reflects the monk's original appearance and reflects his inner thoughts, which may be upright, or full of shadows, or open-minded and comfortable, or paranoid and twisted.
This is Shenxiao Jade Thunder, it is the monk’s original intention that is being tortured.
True Monarch Qingji's body was shrouded in a layer of misty moonlight.
On the other side of the moonlight, he saw his life.
He left home as a young man, sought immortality, worshiped the sect, learned the righteous method, practiced hard, moved forward, looked down at the world, suppressed the sect, and cultivated disciples to remember Afterwards, in his life, he was worthy of his sect, and even more worthy of himself.
The last black thunder descended, and countless avenues seemed to spread on it.
The real Tao resounded throughout the world, as if after listening for a while, one could understand the supreme technique.
This is Shenxiao Dao Lei, it is the Tao of the monks that is being tortured.
True Monarch Qingji seemed to be immersed in the immortal sounds of the Dao Dao, comprehending the truth of the world, and with the passage of time, he was gradually assimilated by the Dao.
Why is my way and his way have anything to do with me?
Is it the way of heaven and earth, or should I practice my own way?
He suddenly opened his eyes, and the Dao Lei that was originally wrapped around him turned into a breeze and dispersed.
The thunder in the sky also dispersed layer by layer, and a bright sunlight fell, giving everyone a long-lost sense of comfort.
A ray of fairy light descended, covering True Lord Qingji and repairing his injuries.
At this time, the Yuanqing sect and everyone who came one after another also saluted him, "Congratulations to the Immortal Lord for his progress in the path and the hope of eternal life."
The disciples of the Yuanqing Sect were even more happy and congratulated loudly, "Congratulations to Master for his ascension and immortality."
Luo Changli knelt down directly and said, "Thank you Master for your many years of teaching.
Disciples will never forget Master's teachings, protect the sect, and bravely climb the path."
He glanced at Luo Changli happily and left.
Everyone present was immersed in the news of Lord Qingji's ascension.
Only Jiang Lianyun looked at the direction he left with a look of sadness on his face, silently.
The people from the Yuan Qing Sect were the closest group this time, and they were also the group that gained the most.
After returning to the sect, everyone went into retreat to experience what they had gained.
Luo Changli came out of seclusion two years later, traveled around the world for decades, retreated again, successfully broke through to the realm of transformation into gods, became the new Supreme Elder, and suppressed the sect for thousands of years.
When the deadline was approaching, he did not ascend, but quietly sat down and passed away.
At this time, another god-forming true king of the Yuanqing sect had also grown up.
Jiang Lianyun couldn't fall in love and was haunted by inner demons.
After all, he couldn't bear the catastrophe of Nascent Soul and fell in the process of breakthrough
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