webnovelvip Chapter 230 4
Chapter 230 4
"Well said! I finally understand something."
Several mountain masters who were close to him looked at Feng Ning and nodded with satisfaction, only thinking that this young man has not been incorrigibly fascinated by the demon cultivator, and he is very good at teaching.
At the same time, somewhere unknown.
The main body of the demon lord shared the senses of the clone/body simultaneously, his eyes immediately turned red, and he almost spewed fire as if he had pink eye disease, and the demonic energy almost went retrograde in the blood.
However, these minutiae pains on the body are nothing compared to the pain of his pure heart being crushed by the extreme cold in an instant!
"Ningning! How could you treat me like this."
"Immortal cultivators are really pious and ruthless people! I should have understood a thousand years ago."
The demon lord smashed the green tree in front of him with one palm, and muttered to himself: "I shouldn't be soft-hearted and play some games with you as brothers and sisters."
"As soon as I find you, I will lock you in the dungeon of the Demon Palace. You are only worthy and should be my doll to vent my desires!"
"If there is a next time..."
The demon master closed his eyes and let out a breath, gritted his teeth, turned around and left along the unsealed Qingyuanzong path, casually brushing off a green leaf on his sleeve as he walked.
The green leaf was shattered by the magic power in an instant, and at the same time, the avatar/body of the demon master on Youyun Mountain also reversed the blood in an instant, pre-aimed at Feng Zhao and blew himself up decisively, and both died.
Ning Ning was wrong, but it was this "Master" who went too far!
Want to kill me (part/body)?Don't even think about it!At least fall seriously injured.
"puff--"
Feng'an spat out a big puddle of blood, and his momentum instantly weakened.The young boy's face was pale but his cheeks were blushed strangely, his eyes were almost staring at Feng Zhao like a very hungry jackal.
The reaction speed of the patriarch in the Mahayana period was not uncommon. The self-destruction of the demon lord's avatar had just started, and he was strangled by him abruptly-but Feng An vomited blood was not because of this.
The demon master's avatar/body stared at the enemy and was about to explode, but it happened that the beauty turned her eyes to watch the ancestor and other mountain masters leave.
That elegant and refined peerless demeanor irresistibly crashed into Moxiu's eyes, brain, and even the depths of his soul!There is nothing like this for a fairy to come to the mortal world. Who can resist this? !
Anyway, Feng An can't do it.
Moxiu, who couldn't bear the stimulation, immediately subconsciously stopped the self-explosion, and was slapped by the ancestor again, causing more injuries, and then spit out a big mouthful of blood.
"Not bad!"
How can there be such a fascinating beauty in this world!I have never seen it for thousands of years...
The demon master, who was about to run away, stopped in a daze, sketching the glimpse of the beauty over and over again in his mind, only to feel that his throat was thirsty, and he was restless like a young boy.
He crazily wants to hide by the beauty's window and pray for blessings, to be able to see the beauty one more time, to be treated differently by the beauty, and even to be able to fall asleep...any of these things will not be in vain in this life!
"Cough, cough, cough..."
The demon master coughed a few times, although the voice was low, he almost coughed out his lungs.
He woke up from the extreme excitement and delusion, and the pain of tearing his soul made him feel that his cock had been scattered, leaving no trace.
"Forget it, it's just a dick, as long as I can breathe, the beauty will definitely be mine!"
"Master, I will definitely come back!"
It was the first time that the demon lord who sincerely called out the word "Master" was very sweet in his heart. He just felt that he had some taboo connection with the beauty. It was very exciting, and he actually threw aside his true love Ningning who had been looking for thousands of years , can no longer remember.
Isn't it because the beauty wants to kill me?Just take it!
As long as the beauty will follow me in the future, you can kill demons every day for fun.
The Demon Lord walked a few steps triumphantly, and suddenly a person landed in front of him from the sky, and then that person looked the Demon Lord up and down.
There is magic!
A certain mountain lord shattered the teleportation talisman between his fingers with lightning speed.
With a flash of white light, the ancestor appeared on the stage with the power of thunder. He had the mentality of "give a rose to others, and the fragrance will remain in his hand", and caught the devil "amiably".
The two people with the highest cultivation bases, one positive and one demon, successfully "meet" in this thunder calamity that falls from time to time, and complete in-depth "friendly" exchanges in an unmanned jeopardy, and change their past with the "sincerity" of the demon lord , "Self" purification is the end, leaving no trace of pollution in the world, which is gratifying.
With the blessing of the successful extermination of demons, the ancestor successfully survived the ascension thunder tribulation, and flashed back to the sect with a glow of light and a cloud of immortal spirit in the sky.
At this moment, the Qingyuan sect burst into joy.
Whether they are ordinary disciples or handymen, whether they are the descendants of the mountain master or spirit beasts and spirit flowers, they are all bathed in this pure fairy spirit.
As the saying goes, one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven.
The ancestor ascended alone, and the whole sect can benefit from it: the immortal cultivators have made great progress in their cultivation, and the strange flowers and plants and spiritual beasts have also greatly opened up their spiritual wisdom, and they have been promoted to disciples of the outer sect!Even the mountain masters in the tribulation stage have learned something from the law of the great way, and they have touched the threshold of being promoted to the Mahayana stage.
Qiao Yu is no exception, not to mention that there are obviously more fairy spirits on Youyun Mountain than elsewhere.As a genius who cultivated to the middle stage of body fusion at the age of two hundred, he even broke through to the late stage of body body in one breath, faintly showing signs of breaking through the tribulation stage!
Maybe, I can break the earliest 300-year ascension record created by Feng Jun?
Qiao Yu thought about it for a while, and soon changed into the black embroidered red robe that formally congratulated the ancestor on his ascension, and the jasper gourd was replaced by the appropriate red jade gourd, still hanging on his waist.
As soon as the door is opened, oh well, the people are neat!All three disciples are there.Hey, it's better to be the good boy who bravely backstabbed the demon lord to avenge his master, how sweet it is.
"I have seen Master!"
The three disciples brushed together excitedly, except for Feng Ning who was blushing and shy, the other two didn't blink very much, and looked at the master stupidly like wood carvings.
"Well, let's go."
Qiao Yu nodded, and with a flick of his sleeves, he led the three of them to the main peak of Qingyuan Sect, where they gathered among many mountain masters and direct disciples who celebrated the ancestor's ascension.
As soon as they landed, Feng Ning and the others couldn't see Master's figure, not even the corner of his robe clearly!He could only raise his hand subconsciously, with a messy expression.
Those mountain masters with fantasies scrambled to surround the beauties, scrambling to amuse themselves, their enthusiasm soared to the sky, and the disciples in the distance suspected that their master was bewitched .
"Uh, let's just say, I always knew that Master Fengzhao had a good relationship with other venerables, so it turned out to be so popular?!"
"Master Feng Zhaoshan has always had a wide range of friends, so it is normal to think that he is so popular."
"Oh, if I were Feng Zhaoshan's younger brother..." Zi.
The speaker suddenly stopped talking, feeling a little inappropriate: This is almost equivalent to complaining about his master!Where do their disciples have the right to pick and choose?
But it's great to have a popular master, even if you don't teach your disciples often, you can...
Seeing that Feng Zhao's three disciples received many friendly gifts from the mountain master, they couldn't fit in the storage bags and could only hold them in their hands. Most of the other disciples were sore.
Some sane ones are still trying to convince themselves: Although my master is a homebody/has no friends/stingy/crazy, but he teaches with heart!
Ah, it's still sour!
At this time, an auspicious cloud nearly ten feet wide floated over, and the mountain masters and disciples all quieted down, quietly waiting for the teachings of the ancestors bound to the auspicious cloud.
The size of the auspicious cloud is constantly shrinking, and when the auspicious cloud completely disappears, it will be the time for the ancestor to ascend.
"...Keep away from arrogance and impetuosity, and do justice for the heavens! An Tian is willing to live and cultivate himself, remember, remember!"
The ancestor spoke concisely and was very educated. In short, he told people not to fall into evil ways and fall into the devil. It is the most reliable way to cultivate immortality. If you can't ascend to the sky, you can at least prolong your life.
Xiangyun has shrunk to half.
The disciples should have been ordered to disperse, but after the ancestor's teaching was over, the mountain masters had not had time to surround the beauty to show their affection. This gap made some disciples see the true face of Fengzhao mountain master.
The lucky ones seemed to be fascinated by the ghost of the mountain spirit in an instant, and they couldn't stand still drunk, and their hearts and eyes were full of the beautiful Fengzhao Mountain Lord.
How could they still feel a little sour towards Feng Zhao's disciples just now? !
Not sour anymore, not sour anymore.
It's just that my eyes are red, my eyes are blinded by the wind and sand / homesick / dizzy, woo woo woo...
The lucky ones burst into tears of regret and envy, wishing to turn back time and go back to the time when they first entered the sect to learn from their masters.
What kind of luck is Feng Ning and the others? !
Hey woo woo woo!
No one paid attention to the small thoughts of the disciples for the time being. The mountain masters had already followed the ancestor to the ancestral hall, and watched the ancestor light a spirit-calling incense according to the rules.
A strange fragrance curls up.
The portrait of Fengjun hanging on the top seemed to come alive suddenly. The handsome and extraordinary fairy walked out of the painting with a flick of a folding fan, and opened his mouth to instruct the ancestor where to wait and what to pay attention to after he ascended.
however.
Before the fairy in the painting opened his mouth, he saw the beautiful woman in black clothes with icy muscles and jade bones, and the moon was like a god. His expression was easy to find, and his whole person walked unsteadily. in the portrait.
"Master Feng Jun?"
The ancestor asked with concern, wondering if the trace of Feng Jun's spirit left in the portrait was about to expire, and the altar had to be set up again to communicate with the fairy world.
Didn't reach the 1000-year limit?
Could it be that Feng Jun was injured in the fairy world, which affected the soul?
The spirit of Feng Jun in the painting, which was presumed by this junior, came out quickly as usual. He said a lot of precautions surprisingly gently, and his eyes always passed the beauty several times if there seemed to be nothing.
dong dong dong.
In the Lingfu, the transfigured golden little phoenix jumped up and down excitedly.
As the last phoenix in the world, he feels that he has fallen in love!