Chapter 1241 Concession. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

As soon as Su Lijing left, Si Hongqing immediately turned his head and looked at the members of the Li family with a calm expression.

At this moment, all the vitality and beauty, all the charms, seemed to fade away from her suddenly, and only the indifference of all beings and the majesty of the power were left. instrument.

The Jiu A Li family has arrived, and it seems that today it is impossible to continue punishing Pei Ling's beast.

However, since this evil animal has already returned to the sect, there will be opportunities in the future, but there is no rush right now.

Besides, the reason why my husband misunderstood this time was because I didn't think carefully.

After all, although she said that a sound-enhancing array was set up in the Bone Palace, the palace is just a palace, with many palace gates, and the walls of the courtyard are too obstructive, so that the husband can't see what's going on inside, so he can only guess randomly...

Next time, I will replace the Palace of White Bones with a crocodile screen...

Thinking of this, Si Hongqing said flatly: "The holy son has returned from his travels and has made great progress in cultivation. I am very happy, so I took the exam."

"From the looks of it right now, the Holy Son is worthy of being the arrogance of our Holy Sect. He has entered the country so fast that it is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

"Okay, now that the school exam is over, I still have important things to do, so you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, she flicked the sleeve of her robe, put away the Palace of Bones, and floated away.

Seeing Si Hongqing leaving just then, Pei Ling was startled for a moment, Bingqing was still in Si Hongqing's Palace of Bones!

It's just that at this moment, members of the Jiu'a Li clan, as well as Senior Sister Li, are all looking at him...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling didn't dare to make a sound, but quickly flew in the direction of Li Shi.

"Father!" When he got close, Pei Ling immediately bowed and saluted.

Li Wujiu nodded slightly, and said: "This place is remote, it's inconvenient to stay for a long time, return to the sect quickly!"

Other elders of the Li Clan echoed, "That's right, that's right. The Holy Son has been away for a while, and now he's finally back. Let's go back to the sect first."

Everyone's expression was pleasant, their tone was affectionate, and they all acted very enthusiastically, as if nothing had happened just now.

Li Lieyue looked cold, but said nothing.

Pei Ling said respectfully, "Yes!"

Therefore, Li Wujiu made a little tactic, and a brilliance flashed across the fingers in his hand. Suddenly, a huge ghost claw protruded out of the void, tearing apart the space and opening a gap leading directly to the ancestral land of the Li family.

Everyone walked in and disappeared in an instant.

The mountains and rivers in the original place changed drastically, and the birds and beasts were silent. After a long time, there was a mournful cry in the wilderness.

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Chong Mingzong.

Inheritance Hall.

Thousands of soul lamps are suspended like a sea, dotted in the void-like darkness, gathering into a mighty mass.

In the front picture scroll, the figure of the "Fu Qiong" patriarch is still clear, and he is quietly looking in a direction outside the sect.

In this world, mortals are like ants. There are countless people who have the qualifications for cultivation and have stepped into the Qi training period.

Afterwards, foundation building, alchemy formation, infant formation, spirit transformation, emptiness return, joining the Tao, crossing the catastrophe, Mahayana... Every time the cultivation level is promoted, it means that there are countless monks who lack comprehension, poor aptitude, or bad luck. Stop here, it is difficult to move forward.

But when you really come to Mahayana, you will understand how difficult it is to live long and see forever!

Entering the Tao is just the beginning of practice.

Whether it is Qi training or Mahayana, it is just the beginning!

If you can't fly, even if you dominate the world, you can enjoy ten thousand years of freedom, and you can't escape the day when you will die, and your body will disappear, and you will turn into a pile of loess.

The dharma body of the Daogu, the treasures of the natal life, are all decayed.

Since ancient times, there have been countless methods of cultivation, but the road to becoming a fairy is only a handful.

Any fairy road is rough and bumpy, piled up with the corpses of countless amazingly talented ancestors, gathered countless bloody storms, and killed countless talented and talented predecessors.

Cultivation, character, fortune, aura... all are indispensable.

Even the nine great sects that overwhelm this world only control two immortal paths.

It is a process of continuously attributing great power to oneself, so it plunders the good fortune of all living beings, the energy of heaven and earth, and the vitality of all races... Collect all things, and seek perfection, perfection, and perfection in oneself. Flaws, so as to transcend and ascend, leave this world, and go to the upper realm with more lofty and perfect rules; while the hypocrisy believes that great power belongs to one body, but how small is one's own body, and how big is the world! Therefore, the peak of power also has its limits. We should carry our strength with virtue and pursue the ultimate truth, goodness and beauty of our state of mind, so as to achieve the realm of immortals.

However, the younger generation now has neither of these two paths to immortality.

It comes from the previous "curse".

Determine the "result" first, then practice the "cause"...

As long as he sees through the other party's "cause", he will be able to know the real mystery of this fairy road...

But he took a look now, but he couldn't tell what the "cause" of this junior was...

It was those two from Yousu Tomb who covered up the secret for this younger generation!

Patriarch "Fu Qiong" pondered slightly, and immediately understood the reason why "Death" voluntarily backed down when he asked for someone from Yousu Tomb just now.

At their level, every move has a deep meaning.

The opponent gave in just now to wait for him to make a move now!

If he forcibly peeks at this junior's fairy road now, a war will start immediately at Yousu's tomb!

The step that "Death" gave up just now can be replaced by another move.

In this way, when a real war breaks out, he will be one move behind the opponent...

Thinking of this, the "Fu Qiong" patriarch shook his head. If this junior is an outsider, let alone one move, or two moves behind, he can't let go of a fairy road that he has obtained.

But this junior is a disciple of the Sacred Sect, or the current generation of the Sacred Sect!

Tianjiao, the inner sect of the Holy Sect, has the magic weapon of suppressing the clan to suppress the luck, and above the true inheritance, all the sects have the aura of the sect to follow.

To be ranked as the holy son is even more favored by the sect's luck. Even the suzerain and the elders can't deal with it arbitrarily.

Conversely, if Tianjiao, Zhenzhuan, Shengzi, and Shengnv make great progress, the sect will be prosperous together with them, which will also be beneficial.

It seems that this junior, if he really becomes an immortal, for the Holy Sect, his spirit will definitely skyrocket, and for a long time to come, it will be like a raging fire cooking oil, with heavenly materials and earthly treasures, peerless talents, magical weapons... Take the initiative to vote.

Even a patriarch like him who has been in retreat for many years in the inheritance hall also has the opportunity to ascend.

That being the case, then he will give way...

While thinking, in the line of sight of the "Fu Qiong" patriarch, that junior happened to run into the current suzerain of the Shengzong.

"Fu Qiong" the patriarch raised his hand, and looked away from Pei Ling, instantly covering up the clues of the fairy road. Next, even if it was an existence on the same level as him, looking at Pei Ling again, it would be difficult to discover the essence of immortality in him.

Immediately, the Patriarch withdrew his gaze, and the originally clear picture scroll dimmed in an instant.

It didn't take long for the picture scroll to completely become blurred and chaotic, disappearing into the void.

Thousands of soul lamps burn quietly, the powerful ones are like a great sun soaring into the sky, and the weak ones are like beans, all of them are like endless boats, sinking and floating in the vast void.

There was silence in the inheritance hall, and the sea of ​​lights was vast.