Chapter 957: Those People

Ascension is not a treat for dinner, nor is it an outing. It is the lifelong dream of a monk, the end of the road, and the most difficult thing in the world. In Chaotian Continent for tens of thousands of years, there have only been dozens of ascenders. Could it be said that anyone who wants to ascend can ascend today?

Of course, not anyone who wants to ascend can ascend, everyone ascends is just a dream. Even if the Heaven-reaching formation can really open a passage, there must be great risks, and it is very likely that they will face a catastrophe. There are very few people who are qualified to enter this formation, at least they must be big things in the Heaven-reaching realm.

Que Niang said calmly, "I'm going to take a look."

She is the host of this heaven-reaching formation, of course she has to be in the formation, and she is a chess player, and what she yearns for most is the world outside the chess field.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Qu and Junior Sister Yushan also stood up, attracting whispers among the ascetics among the peaks.

The whole world knows that Yuan Qu, the master of De Peak in the Qingshan Sect, is the one with the most common aptitude and talent in the lineage of Shenmo Peak, and his Taoist companion is similar to him. A few years ago, he was very lucky to break through the realm and enter the Tongtian Realm, but the realm is still a little unstable. Do they also want to ascend?

Ping Yongjia said with some embarrassment: "Senior Brother, Senior Sister..."

The master of Yushan was a little embarrassed, and stood behind Yuan Qu. Yuan Qu's face sank, and he had the solemn attitude of Yuan Qijing back then, but his words and deeds were much more shameless than his uncle, and said: "It is because of our ordinary qualifications that we are the most qualified to sign up."

This sounds a little rascal, but it makes sense when you think about it carefully. If everyone can ascend to the sky, why do they need to build this heaven-reaching formation? Looking good?

Immediately after another unexpected thing happened, there was a depressive exclamation among the peaks, especially those who still remembered the old things, they were even more emotional.

A man wearing a hat came to the black jade plate from under a tree in the distance.

More than five hundred years ago, when Jing Jiu ascended to the top, he stood under that tree. Today he came again. Before Ping Yongjia could ask any questions, he took off his hat, revealed his slightly green face, squinted his eyes and said, "Master Jing Jiu still owes me a few bottles of antidote, I have to ask for it, and if I wait another two hundred years, I might really be in danger."

Well, this is life-threatening, what else can Ping Yongjia say.

There is no news about the discussion among the peaks, and it is obvious that some disciples of the orthodox sect are still not happy.

This heaven-reaching formation has gathered the resources of various sects, and this evil troll will occupy a place for the first time it is started, not everyone can imagine it.

Su Ziye rolled his eyes, his eyes slowly swept away from the peaks, exuding an extremely terrifying pressure, he asked quietly: "Who is not convinced?"

"Don't get angry, it's not good for your health."

A hand landed on his shoulder and patted it lightly.

Su Ziye looked back expressionlessly, thinking that Ping Yongjia was in front of him, so let's see who dares to be so rude.

But he immediately thought, how could someone come behind him quietly?

It was a middle-aged man in ordinary cloth, with an indescribable sword tied around his waist.

Su Ziye's expression changed slightly, the corners of his lips twitched twice, but he didn't say anything.

In fact, except for Ping Yongjia, no one present noticed the arrival of the middle-aged man, which is really hard to imagine.

There were shocking discussions among the peaks, followed by the sound of saluting one after another.

Everyone stood up, and those disciples of Wuenmen were even more excited.

"Meet Mr. Peng Da!"

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Peng Lang, the head of the Wuen Sect.

In fact, the strongest of the human race.

Because Xue Ji and Ping Yongjia are not good enough to be completely regarded as human race.

Ping Yongjia looked at him with a slightly different expression and said, "She actually agreed with you to leave?"

The Queen of the Snow Kingdom gave birth to a daughter many years ago, but she couldn't fly away like her own mother, because she is the ruler of the Chaotian Continent, and when she leaves, she will definitely be backlashed by the world's full force, even if she uses the Heaven-reaching Formation, it may not be possible, and it may even cause the formation to disintegrate.

The reason why her mother was able to leave back then was that Jing Jiu made a plan ahead of time and took advantage of the passage opened by the coming of Immortal White Blade.

The current Queen of the Snow Country will leave the Chaotian Continent, unless another immortal comes to the world.

In the sky far away from the green mountains, there is a cloud covered with countless ice crystals, shining in the morning light.

A petite girl stood on the cloud, with countless white gauzes hanging from the edge of her hat, covering her feet, but she couldn't hide her chubby figure and the terrible chill.

Peng Lang looked away from the cloud in the distance, and explained to Ping Yongjia with a bitter face: "She wants me to go out and catch a fairy for her."

Ping Yongjia felt very sympathetic, and patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, then felt that something was wrong, and said: "You have already gone out if you want to go out, why wait until today?"

Peng Lang seriously explained: "With this formation, going out will be much easier."

Ping Yongjia said: "You don't have the slightest demeanor of the strongest person in the human race... What did Master teach you after talking to you in Sanqianyuan all night? Are you lazy?"

Peng Lang chuckled and didn't explain this time. Su Ziye couldn't help looking at Ping Yongjia from the side, thinking that you sleep at Jianfeng every day, isn't it lazy and sleepy? You are not that guy Zhuo Rusui.

A cool breeze came from among the peaks, blowing away the last remaining mist on the black jade plate.

The last petal on that branch of peach blossom trembles slightly in the wind and may fall at any time.

Ping Yongjia glanced at it, counted the time, and was about to activate the formation, when he suddenly saw a small sedan chair with green curtains flying in the distant morning light.

"You didn't inform me about such a big thing!" An angry voice sounded from the sedan chair.

As soon as the words were finished, a dignified... petite woman in a black imperial robe floated in front of the black jade plate.

Without waiting for Ping Yongjia's explanation, she pointed at his nose and cursed: "You just don't want me to ascend!"

Looking at this scene, the peaks were quiet, there was no discussion, let alone an uproar.

Ping Yongjia's identity and status are very special.

Moreover, his level of strength is unbelievable. Back then, the Queen of the Snow Country didn't kill Peng Lang because he was by her side.

Looking at the world, who would dare to be so rude to him?

It can only be the contemporary Emperor of the Underworld, A Piao.

Ah Piao's realm strength is far inferior to Ping Yongjia's, but things don't count that way.

In order to compete for the title of Master Jingyang's closed disciple, the two have been arguing for hundreds of years.

Ping Yongjia was unwilling to give in, and she was obviously wronged, so she had to give in to her in other ways, and when she gave in, the Styx would flow continuously.

If the little junior uncle means the most remarkable in many stories, then the little junior sister is naturally favored and arrogant, and no one can do anything about it, just like Nan Wang.

The same is true today, Ping Yongjia is not angry when A Piao points her nose and scolds her, she keeps explaining that when Master asked me to manage Chaotian Continent, I would not go out and let you manage the underworld, how could you leave casually? No rush, no rush, just wait for the next ship.

After spending a lot of time and talking, he finally calmed Ah Piao down. Ah Piao snorted twice, and stopped embarrassing him, and said to Yuan Qu: "Tell you master to keep my things safe, and find a way to return them to me quickly. If there is any damage, I will find her... trouble at home."

Until now, she thought that Zhao Layue had borrowed the Underworld Emperor's Seal for her own use, but she didn't know that it had already fallen into Liu Shisui's hands.

Shenhuang Jingcheng listened to this conversation from a distance, hesitated to speak. He also wanted to ask Yuan Qu to take a message after his ascension, and ask Zhao Layue to keep the Chuzi Sword safe so that nothing will go wrong. However, his seniority is too low, Yuan Qu is his great-uncle, how dare he say such words.

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The sea of ​​clouds in front of the cliff has dissipated, and one can clearly see the peaks of the Qingshan Mountain and the bustle there, and even faintly see the faint sword intent from the ground to the sky.

The silver charcoal in the small furnace glows red, and is covered by the snow-like ash covering the surface, which has a special beauty, especially in winter.

The tea in the iron pot was boiling and making a gurgling sound.

Gu Qing stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the position of Gu Shangde Peak, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

For some reason, it was inconvenient for them to appear in front of the practice world, so they kept watching in Shenmo Peak.

Empress Dowager Hu picked up the iron pot, first filled Zhen Tao's cup, then filled herself, and finally poured him a cup, and walked to his side.

Gu Qing thanked him, raised it to his lips and took a sip, and found that the standard was the same as before, on par with Brother Li's daughter-in-law.

In a flash, he thought that Brother Li's daughter-in-law had left long ago, Brother Li had also left, and Jing Yao was now in Guocheng Temple, so he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Empress Dowager Hu couldn't think of so much, she looked into the distance and asked curiously: "Why do you want to build such a big formation that reaches the sky?"

"Half a year ago, the Zhongzhou faction received the latest news from the outside world. Tong Yan said something and asked us to get more people out." Gu Qing said.

Only then did Empress Dowager Hu realize that this was the reason, and she couldn't help but mocked: "It sounds like gangs in the Jianghu are fighting, and when they can't fight, they come back to move people."

Lu Qing smiled and said: "That's the essence, the magic weapons to be taken away are machetes."

Zhen Tao also came over and said, "Where do we need so many people, one Mr. Peng Da is enough."

Gu Qing shook his head and said: "Master is in danger, so he will definitely go to Xue Ji. Even if they can't handle things together, Peng Lang can only help at best."

Zhen Tao turned around and looked at him, with some puzzlement in her eyes, she asked, "Why don't you go?"

Even after five hundred years, the cultivators in the Chaotian Continent have not forgotten that Gu Qing was a thirty-six filial disciple back then, and in this life, he only went against Master Jingyang once in the matter of elopement. Now that he knew that his master was in trouble in the fairy world, he must be very anxious and wanted to help.

"Although I have never been negligent in cultivation in my life, my talent is limited and my combat power is not enough. Even if I go to the fairy world, I will only cause trouble for Master."

Lu Qing didn't tell all the reasons why he didn't go.

"What about Yuanqu and Yushan?"

"The couple are going sightseeing."