Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1100 The Golden Light of Merit
Those monks who died in this catastrophe came from all directions, densely packed transparent souls filled the entire sky, their expressions were frozen at the moment before death, some were in pain, some were hideous, everyone's injuries All shocking.

Among these people, some were relatives and friends of the monks who came to participate in the ceremony, some were brothers from the same school, some had achieved quite a reputation during their lifetime, and some were also favored, loved, and admired by people around them.

However, because of this catastrophe, they lost their lives and were overwhelmed by the world of mortals.

The grief spread silently, and countless people wept in grief.

There is a journey of mountains and a journey of water, and mountains and rivers are separated by the road of life and death.

Xiao Shengkong can't see anyone, the sword is broken and the autumn frost falls, and the immortal name has fallen to dust and dirt.

And those Wanhu monks all lowered their eyes and bowed their heads in such a scene, feeling restless.

The phantom of the big ship on the sea gradually solidifies. The whole body is made of dark wood that has been honed over the years and looks vicissitudes of life. It is firmly anchored on the sea.

On the bow, Liu Qinghuan's standing figure was tall and mysterious, which made people feel awe and awe while being far away.

Even people of the same rank, such as Hua Songzi from Xianmeng, and those sent by various sects of Wanhu to watch the ceremony, including Chong Yi from Taiqingmen and others, all looked at him with a little more scrutiny.

I don't know how long it took before the mighty army of dead souls gradually decreased, and the thick black sea water surged up, and the sound of the waves was fierce, as if playing a heroic and sad farewell song, as the big ship gradually disappeared , the lingering sound gradually sobbed, and lasted for a long time.

The dead are like husbands, and the past cannot be chased.The dead have gone back, but the living still have to struggle to survive in the treacherous world of Bo Yun. No matter how great the grief is, it will slowly quiet down in the end, and this festival has finally come to an end.

After the last one got into the boat, a gap was opened in the dense dark clouds in the sky, and a beam of golden light descended straight down, landing on the big boat and Liu Qinghuan!
Everyone was stunned by this sudden astonishing scene, those low-level monks just opened their mouths wide open for no reason, while all the big monks sitting on the altar under Sansangmu were all big monks who had entered the sky, but they rolled up. There was a small hurricane.

The moment the golden light descended, there were several whispers from here, and several people suddenly stood up!

"Golden light of merit!"

Master Chunli, who had been watching the ceremony as a bystander, also became pale at this moment, full of surprise.

Lan Yi and Sao Chen looked at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

Xue Yi next to him raised his eyebrows, and said with a low laugh, "Haha, I really have you!"

"That is the golden light of merit?!" Someone shouted: "Just saving a few dead souls, and let heaven send a golden light of merit for him? How easy is it to earn merit now?"

"What are you talking about! How many dead souls are you going to save? This is almost going to save the entire interface..."

Jingjue approached Yunzheng suspiciously, and whispered, "Why are they so surprised?"

Yun Zheng really wanted to roll his eyes at him, but because it was indecent, he held back.

"You monk, don't make sarcastic remarks! Not everyone is like you. You have to save even an ant when it is injured. Of course, you don't think merits are hard to earn. More people can hope to accumulate merits only by doing great deeds. What's more, Qing Huan This is the golden light of merit directly descended from the Dao of Heaven, haha, this is too honorable!"

His voice was not low, and many people heard this, but they all showed expressions of disapproval.

Is this just a matter of face?This is a major event related to the Dao of Ascension to Immortals, okay?
The so-called merits and virtues are not the illusory and useless reputation of mortals after doing good deeds, but the real benefits to them.

When a monk reaches the Mahayana realm, he has to go through the Immortal Tribulation. There are nine stages of the Immortal Tribulation, and the first stage is more powerful than the first stage. Many amazing genius monks stop at this step, and end up dying in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Therefore, there is a saying that "the Dao is easy to cultivate, but the celestial calamity is difficult to overcome", which can be seen from the horror of ascending to the immortal calamity.

However, it is said that if you can earn a lot of merit, when you advance to Mahayana and cross the immortal calamity, the invisible and intangible merit will play a big role and weaken the power of the calamity.

At this time, the monks of the Kong rank looked at Liu Qinghuan enviously, wishing that they were the ones bathed in the light of merit and virtue, but Liu Qinghuan himself didn't feel anything, only felt that this was a reward from heaven because he exercised the duty of extradition.

The golden light gradually dissipated, Liu Qinghuan put away the wooden boat, looked down, and saw all the immature or old faces looking up at him expectantly, as if waiting for his order, even if they go through fire and water, they will do it immediately.

But Liu Qinghuan only waved his hand: "Go, let's cultivate and live well. Only by being strong can we stay away from fear and live forever. As for those blood debts and hatred..."

He swept across the corner where the Wanhu people were, and didn't say any more, but walked down the altar and came in front of one person.

"Fellow Daoist Hongli, why are you here? I heard that you were seriously injured, why don't you stay in Shaoyang Sect to cultivate?"

The person who came was Hongli Zhenjun of the Shaoyang sect. He was dressed in a plain robe and his face was full of dust and frost. He looked much older than before, but the aura he emitted was very strong, and he did not seem to be seriously injured at all. man of.

Liu Qinghuan said in surprise, "You're about to break through to the Body Fit Realm!"

Hong Li cupped his hands at him, and said, "Yes, it's a blessing in disguise. This time our faction suffered a great injury, and when we were fighting the incoming enemy, I suddenly realized that I had touched the threshold of fusion. After going through the Dao Tribulation, you can break through the realm."

"Okay!" Liu Qinghuan couldn't help being a little excited, and said, "Then I will first wish fellow Taoists a smooth union and an early Jinyang fusion period! In the future, we will have another great monk in Yunmengze!"

However, there was no joy in Hong Li's expression, he just thanked him plainly.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while, the Shaoyang faction suffered a great deal of damage in this Demon Sect invasion, it's no wonder that Hong Li couldn't be happy.

"How is the situation of your sect now, are you okay if you leave? I heard that Fellow Daoist Zhenji was also injured, Fellow Daoist Five Qi..."

"Thank you for your concern. Before I go out, I have already arranged the door. Uncle Zhenji is also awake. With her in charge, nothing will happen." Hong Li said, a flaw appeared on his calm face, and he paused before saying: " As for my senior brother, he has already passed away."

Liu Qing sighed happily, but couldn't help feeling sad.Although he and Wu Qi didn't have a deep friendship, they had contacted many times because of sect matters, but he didn't expect the other party to fall away.

Zhenjun Hongli quickly put away his exposed emotions, and said: "You sent a message earlier, saying that after the grand ceremony, you will negotiate with the Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm. Revenge for the destruction and murder of the disciples!"

He squinted at the Wanhu people who were waiting on the other side, and said in a low voice: "Do you have any tricks in your hand to make Wanhu and others subdue?"

Otherwise, with the current strength of Yunmengze's Immortal Cultivation Realm, there is no condition for negotiating with the huge Ten Thousand Dendrobium Realm at all.

Liu Qinghuan pondered for a while, and just said: "I don't have any excuses in my hands. I just take advantage of the situation and then divide it. At that time, you only need to watch, and you don't have to hold back your temper. You can scold as you want. Express your wishes."

(End of this chapter)