Chapter 1235: 1411 Xianxia was a little salty

Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation

This jade slip recorded Duan Xi's cultivation experience from Qi refinement to Mahayana.

Duan Xi's cultivation method was a genius's. Even though the old man roughly read through the experience, some of it was unique to geniuses. Even though he had experienced this realm before, he did not have much resonance.

However, even if he could not completely understand it, it was not important.

After tens of millions of years of cultivation, their cloud mountain sect finally produced an immortal who ascended in the day.

Then, they were the only sect that had a complete Mahayana cultivation method in these tens of millions of years. The prosperity of Cloud Mountain sect was just around the corner.

When the old man picked Duan Xi up, he had never thought that such a day would come.

Now that things had turned out this way, it could only be said that good people had good Karma.

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"congratulations, host, for completing the main mission and assisting the destined person to ascend. "

"Do you wish to leave this world? "

Hai Hai's voice rang in Xia Ling's mind when she was brought into another world.

"No. " Xia Ling answered without hesitation.

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The Immortal Spirit Qi that had brought her up dissipated after reaching the immortal world.

The strange phenomenon between the fairy and the auspicious clouds disappeared.

In front of Xia Ling's eyes, there were broken walls, and the tall South Heaven Gate was only left with two bare pillars.

The 800,000 soldiers and generals of the Heaven Court were now dried up, and none of them were here.

South Heaven Gate.

Looking at the two stone pillars in front of her, Xia Ling walked up to them and looked at one of the knife marks that was deeply embedded in the pillar. She raised her hand and gently stroked it.

"Xuan Lin, I'm back. "

Xia Ling took out the gray eye that was condensed from ashes from the jade pendant she carried with her.

This gray eye was the appearance of true Lord Erlang's third eye.

More than half of the original spirit had dissipated. The weakest original spirit was forcefully left behind by Xia Ling by borrowing the immortal spirit energy from her ascension.

"Look, you're back too. "

Xia Ling gently held the third eye as she walked forward.

Many years ago, when the original owner walked up to the heavenly court, everyone addressed her as immortal Lord. But behind her back, she was only a dog with a good life who had been bestowed the title of God through the kindness of her master in the eyes of others.

Now, she relied on herself to ascend to heaven.

Things have changed, but people have changed. For tens of millions of years, she was the only one left in heaven.

The Queen Mother had a Peach Garden of immortality. There was a little soil in the Peach Garden of immortality, which could revive the flesh and bones of the dead. There were tens of millions of peach trees in the Peach Garden of immortality.

Xia Ling carried the original spirit to the Peach Garden of immortality.

Soil of immortality... ... The spiritual power was already very thin. Xia Ling dug very deep and dug for a long time, and finally got a handful ...

She planted Xuan Lin's original spirit in it and buried it thinly.

"fellow immortal, this upper heavenly court is already deserted. Why don't you follow us to the thirty-third Heaven and ascend to the immortal world again? "

An immortal with fluttering sleeves floated down from the High thirty-third Heaven.

He landed beside Xia Ling and cupped his hands in greeting as he inquired.

Even if it was a deity, it was inevitable that there would still be forces distributed. Over the years, the number of cultivators ascending had been decreasing. The thirty-third heaven also needed fresh blood.

"No. " Xia Ling looked at the immortal's face.

From his aura, she could not tell which deity he was from before.

So, this was the new deity?

The old upper heavenly court had fallen, and as the changes took place, the new deity residence naturally ascended.

"I have an old friend who needs to use the resting soil to nurture his origin spirit. I just want to stay here and accompany him. " Xia Ling calmly refused and returned the immortal's greeting.

"Alright. If you wish to go to the thirty-third Heaven for a stroll, please feel free to contact me. " The immortal cast a spell.

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