Su Zhentian.

The clouds are brilliant.

deep.

In the forest full of flowers, short hedges surround the exquisite thatched cottages, the bead curtains are half rolled up, and the silk threads are like smoke.

In the house, the cloud bed is inlaid with gold and treasures, making it luxurious and bright.

Yan Minghua's gorgeous dress is all over the couch, her eyes are slightly closed, her long eyelashes are drooped, and she is concentrating on practicing.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart, as if a huge knot in her heart had opened. Then, her aura surged, and her cultivation level climbed steadily!

He didn't know why, so he immediately started running the technique with all his strength.

In the quiet room, the brocade sleeves and gorgeous dress were flowing automatically without the wind, and Yan Minghua's cultivation level skyrocketed!

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Six days later again.

Yanxi City.

City Lord's Mansion.

Wenren Lingse had just finished reviewing a pile of official documents and felt a little tired. He ordered the puppet to light the incense and prepare to take a nap.

However, a wisp of green smoke slowly rose from the spiritual incense, and suddenly he felt refreshed and his eyes widened. He felt a surge of joy all over his body and soul, and an unprecedented sense of relaxation enveloped his heart.

Her aura became stronger and stronger, and soon she reached the late stage of Hedao...

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Time passes again.

Chongming Zong.

Inner door.

Cuilei Mountain Cave Mansion.

In the quiet room, all the formations were opened layer by layer, the spiritual energy gathered, and it was like rain.

Si Hongmiaoli sat cross-legged in the middle, eyes closed, magic power surging around his body, and he was concentrating on practicing.

Suddenly, she felt her chest relax, as if an invisible boulder had been suddenly removed, and her whole body relaxed suddenly.

Then a pure and powerful force suddenly poured into her body.

Si Hongmiaoli didn't have time to think deeply, and immediately used all his strength to refine the power that suddenly appeared. His cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, but blood soon flowed from his seven orifices, and the muscles, bones, and skin all over his body were all chapped.

Heritage Hall.

Thousands of soul lanterns are as vast as the sea.

Above the torrent, among the hundreds of dark paintings, one scroll seemed to be aware of it, shaking slightly and emitting a faint brilliance.

In the scroll, Patriarch "Fuqiong" opened his eyes and turned his head to look somewhere within the sect. In his sight, Si Hongmiaoli, covered in blood, immediately appeared.

The Patriarch "Fu Qiong" hesitated for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand, and a ray of mysterious light quickly escaped, passing through many mountains and rivers, and many restrictions, and instantly disappeared into the center of Si Hongmiaoli's eyebrows.

Si Hongmiaoli felt a cold and obscure force suddenly descend. Her body, which was about to explode, immediately got a chance to breathe and began to do her best to stabilize the situation.

In the inheritance hall, Patriarch "Fuqiong" stopped and continued to study the magic of immortality.

At this time, subtle footsteps suddenly came from the secret place.

Step, step, step...

Soon, a slender figure came from the void and stopped in front of the scroll of the founder of "Fu Qiong".

The visitor's long hair was hanging down like a waterfall, scattered behind the head like smoke clouds, her dress was graceful, like clouds and sleet, her face like mutton fat and jade was covered with a gauze scarf, only revealing a pair of cold and sharp eyes, as bright as

The fire is as sharp as a blade, the gauze hazy face, only a little red lips, brighter than blood.

It is "Star Hate"!

At this moment, the aura around her body surged, and she had entered the Mahayana stage.

"Xinghen" came to the scroll of "Fu Qiong", bowed slightly, then glanced in the direction of Si Hongmiaoli, and said: "This woman is the true successor of this generation. She and the last saint of this generation are the same

For promotion, it’s all fun.”

"Fuqiong" the Patriarch nodded slightly and said immediately: "These two people are Pei Ling's cauldron and Taoist companions."

"Since we are within the sect, we cannot let anything happen to them."

"Xinghen" had a look of surprise in her eyes. She didn't see any cause and effect or connection between the two female disciples of the younger generation and the Holy Son of the sect who was going through the tribulation in the void outside the territory...

However, she quickly understood.

Immortal, cannot be counted!

Although the saint son of our sect has not yet become an immortal, he has already entered the tribulation and has traveled most of the way to immortality.

And it is very likely to be the legendary eighty-one tribulations...

Right now, no one in this world can predict the cause and effect of the other party!

With his mind spinning, "Xinghen" said: "It seems that this time the Fusheng chess game will be simpler than imagined."

"Fu Qiong" nodded: "Not bad."

"Next, let's wait until Pei Ling has overcome all the tribulations."

"Xinghen" nodded: "I have just entered the Mahayana, and I need to understand the thoughts of my predecessors."

"Fu Qiong" responded calmly: "Go."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, and the faint light on the scroll was immediately extinguished and disappeared into darkness.

At the same time, the figure of "Xinghen" quietly disappeared.

The entire inheritance hall fell into silence and darkness again.

Only the thousands of soul lanterns flowed mightily and turbulently, like the falling of the Milky Way, surging throughout the entire hall.

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Six days later again.

The pillow stone is the Su family's ancestral home.

In a small house atop a giant tree, Su Xirou was sketching a painting by the window. She had just dipped a little cinnabar into her purple hair, and suddenly her whole body was shaken, and her mind was as clear as ever.

Immediately afterwards, his aura rose rapidly, and his cultivation was as strong as a broken bamboo.

Su Xirou quickly put down her pen and ink, sat down on the spot, and tried her best to preform the exercises and refine the sudden and majestic power.

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Su Zhentian.

The clouds are bright, and the small building is like a fairy palace.

Meng Hongxuan, wearing a high bun with a beaded hairpin, holding a flower branch, was gesticulating in front of the plum vase in front of the window. Without any warning, she felt a coolness in her heart, and her whole body was refreshed, as if she was in the dark, brushing away all the dust, and from

An unprecedented sense of relaxation and relief flooded over me.

Immediately, vast power poured into her body, and she immediately started to run her exercises and refine them into her body.

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Time flies, and there is no distinction between day and night in the void outside the territory, and time passes quietly.

The huge cloud ball shines in the void again, roars with thunder, rolls like a great river, and roars for thousands of miles.

In the center of the cloud ball, Pei Lingxuanshanxunxun suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes became calmer than water.

Another inner demon tribulation was successfully overcome!

Now his aura is extremely terrifying, and he has a very deep understanding of all the laws he has mastered. His strength is completely different from when he escaped from Qingyao Mountain!

"The sixty-third Taoist calamity..."

"Senior Sister Li, Qiao Ciguang, Si Hongqingyan, Yan Minghua, Wenren Lingse, Si Hongmiaoli, Su Xirou, Meng Hongxuan, Hua Yuran, Hua Niannu..."

"Starting from the forty-ninth calamity, all the calamities of inner demons that I have overcome were caused by the Taoist companions and furnaces around me!"

"However, the cultivation strength and understanding of the laws have increased in the same way."

"That immortal has never made a move. I don't know if he has been successfully persuaded by me..."

Thinking this way, Pei Ling felt extremely calm.

True Immortal Will, Ji Shuang'er, and the Demon Emperor all have ways to break into his inner demon tribulation, and it is impossible for an Immortal to be without it!

After more than ten inner demon tribulations, the immortal has no intention of taking action against him, which shows that he has complete trust in him!
Chapter completed!