The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 1505: 2 Months Later, the Fairy Fruit Club

Practice tower.

Yao Changsheng walked out of the Hundred Times Acceleration Formation. Although only two months had passed in the outside world, it was equivalent to the passage of seventeen years. He had completely grown up and became a young man as rich as jade.

"As expected of the Piaomiao Sect, it is very strong."

Yao Changsheng whispered.

To this day, he has broken through to the pinnacle of the Void-Breaking Realm, which is the so-called Heavenly Emperor level, by practicing alone.

Moreover, he is still the top Heavenly Emperor!

A few months ago, he wouldn't have dared to think about it.

But since entering the Piaomiao Sect, in just two months, he has become a young emperor. If he really wants to fight, he is not afraid of the ordinary first- or second-turn quasi-sages.

"Go to the Spiritual Medicine Garden to help. The Immortal Fruit Conference will be held in three days and the venue must be prepared in advance."

"Okay, let's go now."

Two third-generation disciples passed by, and an important piece of news was revealed during the conversation, which made Yao Changsheng's eyes light up and said: "Immortal Fruit Conference! In other words, can you eat big flat peaches?"

He licked his lips in anticipation.

Yao Changsheng has been reincarnated for seven lives, and all the previous six lives can only live for ten thousand years. Even the first life with the highest cultivation level, reaching the thirty-third level of Immortal Emperor, only has a life span of ten thousand years.

This is a shackles!

In order to survive, he kept making plans, and finally became a chaotic body in this life. It seemed that he had broken the bottleneck of only living for ten thousand years, but he still wanted to live longer in his heart, so he had an obsession with the big flat peach.

"Who is this handsome guy?"

But a soft and pleasant voice was heard.

Yao Changsheng rolled his eyes. He knew the person coming was Ye Qinglian just by listening to the voice without looking.

"Junior brother, I haven't seen you for two months. What did you eat to grow so big? Even your height is already higher than mine."

Ye Qinglian's voice sounded again.

Yao Changsheng looked over and found Ye Qinglian standing on a thick branch holding the Qinglian Sword, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you not aware of the hundred-fold time acceleration formation? Having said that, I have already broken through to the Emperor of Heaven. When will you break through to the Immortal Lord, Senior Sister?"

Yao Changsheng said proudly with his hands behind his back.

"Immortal Lord? You just broke through two days ago." Ye Qinglian released his breath gently, and Yao Changsheng felt like a broken leaf in the angry sea, and his heart was trembling.

"Holy shit! Is this bitch an immortal?"

Yao Changsheng was overwhelmed with emotion.

"I entered the Thousand Times Time Formation and practiced hard for two months, which is equivalent to practicing in the outside world for 170 years. At the same time, I understood the laws of heaven and the laws of life to one hundred thousandth, so I broke through the Immortal Lord."

Ye Qinglian explained with a smile.

"Pfft!" Yao Changsheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, stared wide-eyed, and said in shock: "There are still thousand times the time acceleration formation in the sect?"

"Of course." Ye Qinglian nodded, "The leader is an invincible being who has understood the law of time. If he is willing, he can create a time formation ten thousand times."

"The Law of Time!"

Yao Changsheng's breathing stagnated.

Everyone said that space is king and time is revered, but Ye Feng was comprehending the terrifying law of time, which really frightened Yao Changsheng.

"The leader is really unfathomable!"

Yao Changsheng whispered.

Ye Qinglian held the Green Lotus Sword, glanced at Yao Changsheng, and said, "Let's go to the elixir garden to help pick the ingredients such as giant flat peaches and angel fruits."

"okay."

Yao Changsheng quickly followed.

The elixir garden.

When the two came here, they found that except for a few old disciples, the remaining eighth generation disciples were busy.

Just listen to Ye Qinglian explain:

"This is a rule in the sect. The younger ones like us will do the work. When the Immortal Fruit Conference is held next year, it will be the turn of the ninth generation disciples."

"Oh." Yao Changsheng nodded and looked up at the lush peach trees.

under the tree.

Hundreds of disciples were holding special flower baskets, carefully picking the red and heavy flat peaches, and couldn't help but smell the smell.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"Don't touch it randomly. This is the most important treasure of the Immortal Fruit Conference. There is no room for any loss."

"Put it away quickly."

Some fifth-generation disciples reminded him with serious faces.

They are here to help, specifically to give guidance to the ignorant eighth-generation disciples, and to tell them some precautions.

"Junior brother over there, the fairy fruits must be washed with the holy spring water of the fairy spirit, and then placed in fruit bowls made of spiritual sandalwood. Put four in each fruit bowl, three on the bottom layer and one on the top layer."

"The nectar of fairy flowers must be pure, with all impurities such as pollen and petals removed, so that the most fragrant fairy wine can be brewed in one day."

"The lark fairy fruit should be cut into slices, skewered with bamboo skewers, and sprinkled with special hot and sour powder."

Five generations of disciples patiently told the story.

"Let's go, let's go to work too." Ye Qinglian poked Yao Changsheng beside him with the scabbard of the Qinglian Sword, and immediately stepped forward to help pick the fairy fruits.

Tens of thousands of eighth-generation disciples are busy in the elixir gardens of the four main peaks: Piaomiao Peak, Feilai Peak, Spiritual Beast Peak, and Xiuxian Peak.

After this period of practice, even those disciples who were only in the Qi Refining Realm at first have now broken through to the Juyuan Realm and even the Spiritual Sea Realm.

Some of the talented ones have even reached the Divine Origin Realm.

This sounds scary, but because there are hundreds of times the time formation, it is just a basic exercise.

Three days later.

Piaomiao Sect Zongmen Square.

All 70,000 members are sitting in their respective seats, most of them are disciples, and the rest are the sect spirit beasts, deacons, and elders.

And, Ye Feng, the leader in charge.

"Time flies so fast. The last sect's first Immortal Fruit Conference seemed to have been just a few days ago."

Ye Feng sighed.

There are no years to practice, but there are thousands of years in the world.

A year passed in the blink of an eye, which made him feel that time passed very quickly. His thoughts were racing in his mind, and he was preaching to the disciples and giving guidance to the spiritual beasts and elders.

"Come on, eat!"

Finally, Ye Feng drank a cup of Enlightenment Tea, and everyone could finally eat big flat peaches with happy faces on their faces.

"What a strong medicinal power!"

Yao Changsheng ate a large flat peach and immediately felt that his cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds. He had broken through to the first rank of Quasi-Saint, and was very happy in his heart.

The current annual output of large flat peaches is 120,000. On average, each member has almost two.

After those disciples under the quasi-sage ate a whole large flat peach, they immediately started refining it on the spot, causing their cultivation level to rise steadily.

"Please digest it well!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and put down a hundred times the time acceleration formation in this area. Everyone survived the tribulation one after another, causing thunder to roll over the Piaomiao Sect again.

"Look, the Piaomiao Sect is holding an Immortal Fruit Conference again."

"So, my grandson finally got to eat the legendary giant peach?"

"I'm envious!"

Practitioners outside the Piaomiao Sect can only envy him.

In the fairy world, in front of a Taoist temple.

Emperor Ling Tian looked at the ten large peach trees he planted here. Because he cultivated and fertilized them himself, to this day, they are already full of large peach trees.

Ten fruit trees and a hundred flat peaches.

Emperor Lingtian picked a big flat peach and took a bite. He felt it was tender, juicy, sweet and delicious, and a satisfied smile appeared on his old face.

"Well, it is indeed very sweet."

"It is indeed a giant flat peach. Although it has little effect on me, this thing can be left to my disciples to enjoy, allowing them to quickly break through in cultivation, and at the same time increase their longevity and strengthen their own energy and blood."

Emperor Ling Tian murmured.

At this moment, behind him, there were five young men and women of different looks and wearing Taoist robes, all of whom looked to be sixteen years old, three men and two women.

Their cultivation levels vary.

The weakest girl is in the Divine Yuan realm, and the strongest woman has reached the Heavenly Emperor level at the peak of Poxu.

They are all the new disciples of Emperor Ling Tian.

"Disciples, the Piaomiao Sect is holding an Immortal Fruit Conference. The weakest of our disciples can reach the level of a Quasi-Saint, so you can't fall behind!"

Emperor Lingtian looked at these five disciples.

He is a supreme Immortal Emperor above the 80th level, and has the qualifications to compete for the Heavenly Dao Realm of this Yuanhui. However, in this golden age where geniuses emerge in large numbers, he ultimately has to cultivate the next generation of successors.

Therefore, he often went out during this period, and finally found these five top geniuses in various places in the Three Realms.

Their talents are very strong! (To be continued)

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