Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 542
Qiu Xuanjing, Qi Min and Qi Gao, the two patriarchs, all smiled and looked at An Qingli.

More people came out one after another, smiling and looking at An Qingli.

There are many An family members, and the An family said with a smile: "We settle down, but we all rely on you to refine alchemy and become the reliance of our An family. It is much safer to stay in the sect, why can't we learn from your master and stay in the sect with peace of mind? door, concentrate on alchemy."

Patriarch Qi Xian Qisi also said in a soft voice: "Little girl, let Mu Sheng go, you have to stay in the sect yourself, and return us a super-ninth-rank alchemy master as soon as possible."

An Qingli frowned, Qixian Qisi said: "Master is Master, I am me, Master is leaving, he doesn't owe anyone, he didn't leave any debt, why should I pay it back?"

Qiu Xuanjing said displeased: "You let Mu Sheng go on purpose!"

An Qingli said: "Master is leaving, who can keep him, I just try my best to save Master's life."

Many people were dissatisfied: "You master and apprentice are all white-eyed wolves!"

An Qingli said loudly: "Master is not, he has made a lot of pills for the sect as a backup, the debt he owed has already been paid off, and the sect's care for me, I will also pay back!"

"quibble!"

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger suddenly appeared, opened its mouth wide and roared angrily at An Qingli, directly shattering An Qingli's internal organs.

An Qingli collapsed on the ground, her mouth was full of blood, and she couldn't mobilize her physical and spiritual energy. It was a feeling of powerlessness that she had never felt before, and she felt like a waste whose dantian had been destroyed.

"Don't be greedy, just make alchemy with peace of mind!" The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger glared.

An Qingli collapsed on the ground, clenched her fists, and said weakly but firmly: "My way is the way of dual cultivation of alchemy and law, and there will be no change!"

"Alchemy with peace of mind!" The ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger stepped on An Qingli's body.

An Qingli repeated in great pain: "There will be no change!"

"Alchemy with peace of mind! Alchemy with peace of mind!"

Qiu Xuanjing, the An family, and the Patriarch of Crossing Tribulation Realm, who were originally smiling, all became hideous.

They all surrounded An Qingli, roaring ferociously: "Alchemy with peace of mind!"

An Qingli's heart and mind were so shaken that he could no longer speak, but his heart became more and more determined in his mind.

Little Pegasus suddenly appeared, and said with a long face: "Master, you finally got wings, and they want to break them off, don't want them!"

The little tiger also chimed in and said: "They are the white-eyed wolves! Without you, where would the grandmaster reach the super-ninth rank? Without you, where would the ancestor of Qi Wu be in the Mahayana realm? Don't want these white-eyed wolves! Master, we also have nothing to do!" Owe them!"

The figures of Little Huzi and Little Pegasus overlapped one after another, and each figure said: "Master, they are forcing you not to want these white-eyed wolves!"

An Qingli had a splitting headache from the noise.

An Qingli, who was lying cross-legged in the kiln, was sweating profusely and looked pained.

Qiu Xuanjing suddenly stood still again, and said decisively: "Give up the journey of Dharma cultivation, and only make alchemy!"

"Only alchemy!"

Everyone shouted at An Qingli loudly, completely overwhelming the few small voices.

The little ones shivered and curled up into a ball.

A sense of powerlessness wrapped around An Qingli, making An Qingli unable to move at all.

"My son!"

The young Liu family appeared crying, hugged five-year-old An Qingli, and rushed to An's ancestral house for help.

An Qingli frowned, and the real memories of the past mixed with unreal illusions flashed in her mind.

Suddenly, An Qingli remembered the gray-haired Liu Shi, who was lying on the bed with tears streaming down his face, and suddenly said: "This is fake, it's all an illusion! I want to become stronger! I step into cultivation At the beginning of the world, it was to become stronger!"

Laughing wildly, An Qingli looked all around, and raised her voice: "I want to follow the law and cultivate together, what do you want to do to me!"

Mu Sheng was dressed in fancy clothes, hanging high above the crowd, and said arrogantly: "Alchemy can also make you stronger!"

But An Qingli raised her head and said: "Master, what I want is strength, but also the strength of ancestor Qi Wu who looks down on all living beings, from the beginning!"

"The villain!"

However, An Qingli raised the corner of her mouth, held the Ruyi Red Flame Sword in her hand, stood up slowly, and said back: "Master, the scoundrels shouted too much, this apprentice can take that as a compliment."

Mu Sheng was so angry that his hands trembled: "The villain..."

An Qingli's hand holding the sword suddenly swung forward, instantly cutting through the illusion of Mu Sheng.

"Sinister..."

Mu Sheng's illusion was split in two, but the sound of "evil" still echoed in his mouth.

An Qingli raised her lips and said: "I'm sorry, Master, since you are one of the disciple's demons, then don't blame the disciple for being unfilial."

After the words fell, An Qingli's eyebrows and eyes sank, and several more sword strikes, completely shattering Mu Sheng's illusion.

"The villain!"

Everyone pointed at An Qingli, spitting and cursing.

An Qingli dragged her severely damaged body, stood up completely, and said proudly: "I dare to kill Master's illusion, let alone you!"

"Injustice!"

Everyone was angry and shocked.

An Qingli didn't care about the faces of those people, who he was, what level of cultivation he was, what kind of enmity he had, and held the Ruyi Scarlet Flame Sword in his hand, and slashed heartily.

A sound of "injustice" kept rushing to the eardrums.

Little Jintan, Little Huzi, Little Pegasus, Bingfeng, and Little Lingxi also showed their magical powers, and accompanied An Qingli to kill heartily.

Finally, the last one was Qiu Xuanjing who had the toughest attitude.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Suzerain!"

An Qingli raised her lips and smiled, and slashed out with a sword.

Qiu Xuanjing stared wide-eyed, and the phantom disappeared in an instant.

An Qingli knew the sea, and suddenly it was clear.

Xiao Jintan uttered the Buddha's name in the mustard space, and Qingli of his family is really a filial disciple and nephew.

An Qingli in the earthen kiln finally stretched out her elegant and elegant face. There was an obvious "click" in her body, and the golden core in her dantian shattered, cracks spread all over, and she emitted dazzling rays of light.

A crystal clear baby gradually took shape inside Jindan, vaguely resembling An Qingli.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth also poured in frantically, helping the little baby break out of the pill.

The sky above Xiaojing Lake was full of wind and clouds, and thunderclouds gathered.

An Qingli suddenly opened her eyes, and with a flash, she walked out of the small kiln, out of the small mirror lake, and went to the sky above the Lingyao Peak, and then continued to swim, to a barren mountain in the sect that was dedicated to crossing the robbery.

It is said to be a barren mountain, but in fact it has long been a wasteland with pits and hollows, and there is no grass growing all year round.

Thick thunderclouds followed closely, and the lightning flashed inside, which was quite scary.

Little Huzi flapped his wings to protect An Qingli's back, very proud.

"Terrible! Terrible!"

There was another shock up and down the elixir peak.

Buzzing voices filled the mountains and plains, and there were quite a few elders and disciples chasing after them to witness.

At the age of eight, An Qingli broke through the peak, and the sensation is still there. Now she is just over a hundred years old, and she has endured the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. Such a proud girl of heaven really did not disappoint.

Chu Yaohe couldn't sit still either, and left the main hall of the peak to look around.

(End of this chapter)