Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 544 Nascent Infant Formation

Mu Sheng's appearance was of course another heated discussion.

This was the first time the Grandmaster had appeared in public after he had advanced to become a god. It had been a long time since he had seen him, and many people were very concerned about it.

Grandmaster is well, the entire Tianyun Sect and Bianlan Realm are sunny.

The sky was still covered with dark clouds, and An Qingli's last thunder disaster was still brewing.

The robbery cloud surged like a ferocious beast, wanting to choose someone to eat.

As long as he can withstand this thunder disaster, An Qingli will be the first young monk to advance to the Nascent Soul in the more than [-] years of the Tianyun Sect.

Today, the aura of heaven and earth is not as good as it used to be. An Qingli of Shuanglinggen is absolutely true and has created an advanced miracle in the entire Bianlan world for [-] years.

It is a miracle, but also a chance.

An Qingli's great luck is of course self-evident.

Zhenjun Duoze's taciturn youngest son suddenly reached out and pointed at Mu Sheng, as if planning to say something again.

"Hey, don't point at the grandmaster, it's too rude."

But Zhenjun Duoze immediately raised his arms to stop him, lowered his voice, and taught his son with a smile.

Mu Sheng's status is so respected, even a cultivator of the same rank who transforms the spirit would not dare to point at him casually.

The child's lips moved, but he could fully understand the old father's meaning. He lay in the old father's arms, lowered his head, and said nothing.

Suddenly, a dazzling thunder and lightning tore apart the sky.

An Qingli gritted her teeth and raised her head, intending to use this god-given thunder and lightning to exercise her body.

However, an eighth-order formation disk suddenly flew sideways above her head.

It was Mu Sheng who made the move.

But it missed.

The formation plate was thrown so early, just for such a moment, it perfectly missed the thunder that descended.

An Qingli successfully overcame the last thunderstorm, but the atmosphere was a little dignified and awkward.

Many people cheered excitedly, but were stopped by Mu Sheng's sudden move.

"Um……"

Everyone looked at each other.

Mu Sheng, who was originally full of confidence, froze in embarrassment, thinking that he was a majestic cultivator who had transformed himself into a god, but he couldn't stop the thunder disaster in the Nascent Soul stage, he was a bit playful, wasn't he?

Little Pegasus shook his long hair on his forehead, saying that Grandmaster Mu Sheng was stealing the show again.

One Nascent Soul cultivator from the Sui family murmured and said, "It's probably because the Grand Master usually only focuses on throwing the formation plate straight up and down, and has never tried throwing the formation plate sideways."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then came to their senses. They all nodded their heads and echoed in a serious manner: "You are right, you are right. Throwing the formation plate horizontally to block the thunder disaster is already too difficult. It will not work even a moment sooner or a moment later. .”

There was a lot of echoing voices: "It's reasonable, it's reasonable."

Mu Sheng tried to stay calm, nodded in agreement with Bafang, turned around again, covered his face and left immediately.

Why lose face, always when there are many people.

As soon as Mu Sheng left, the belated cheers erupted like a flood, and of course there were many laughing voices amused by Mu Sheng.

It has to be said that Mu Sheng is too dazzling, but there are so many flaws, and many people get an inexplicable balance in their hearts.

An Qingli, who was in a mess, was still cross-legged in the air.

The little tiger flew over majestically and took the initiative to be An Qingli's mount.

An Qingli closed her eyes and crossed her knees on the tiger's back, and headed towards Xiaojing Lake on the Lingyao Peak.

"Ancestor Qingli is mighty! The elixir peak is mighty!"

Elder and disciple of Lingyao Peak followed all the way again, very excited.

The disciple elders of Wanfa Peak were somewhat jealous, and said silently in their hearts, why don't you look at your Grandmaster of Spirit Medicine Peak, what a disappointing look.

After six or nine thunder calamities, the golden core in An Qingli's body was completely shattered, and a transparent baby the size of a fist slowly opened his eyes.

That chubby little baby looked extremely strong, with the look of An Qingli in his eyebrows and eyes.

This baby is refined by An Qingli's primordial spirit, and can exist alone for a period of time. To a certain extent, it is another An Qingli.

The Nascent Soul is strong, showing the strength of An Qingli's soul.

Xiao Jintan contributed a lot, and those soul nourishing pills also helped.

With the blessing of the formula of rejuvenation of all things, the little baby quickly regained its vitality.

An Qingli raised her lips, and the little baby also raised her lips, and the expressions of the two were exactly the same.

Yuan Ying period!
An Qingli suddenly stood upright on the tiger's back, her clothes fluttering.

The Nascent Soul took shape, officially entered the Nascent Soul Stage, doubled the lifespan, and increased mana.

There is a surge of power in the body, far surpassing the golden core.

An Qingli didn't hesitate, her current self could push her original self into the ground with just one finger.

There is also a special supernatural power in the Nascent Soul Stage, called teleportation.

It is said to be teleportation, but there are actually traces to follow, but it is a rapid movement from one point to another.

In the eyes of low-level disciples, the speed of the movement was so fast that they had no time to react.

But in the eyes of high-level monks, even if it is called teleportation, as long as the speed of action is fast enough, this kind of teleportation can be stopped.

An Qingli stopped above the Lingyao Peak, and suddenly glanced at Zongshi Peak, and moved away at top speed.

The following young disciples cheered again.

They had seen Elder Jindan's rapid movement, it was a swift flash of light, similar to a meteor.

However, Yuanying Patriarch's move was so sudden that he went to another position before he could react.

This feeling is different from moving in the mustard space.

In the mustard space, An Qingli only needs to use his mind to move, and does not even need to expend mana. No matter how far or short the distance is, An Qingli can arrive in an instant.

But outside the mustard space, An Qingli's teleportation required mana consumption, and the teleportation distance was also limited by his cultivation, so he could not teleport indefinitely.

An Qingli had just experienced this kind of restricted movement for the first time, so she naturally felt it with her heart and realized the mystery of it.

The robbery cloud gradually dissipated, and the sun was shining brightly again.

An Qingli was above the clouds, flying east and west.

The low-level disciples could no longer see An Qingli.

But those Nascent Soul monks on various hilltops were amazed, they lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and this was the first time they saw such a lively monk after the thunder disaster.

It is said that Anjia's rejuvenation formula is the best exercise, and it seems that it is indeed.

Of course, An Qingli's karma is not serious, and the thunder calamity is lighter, which is also one of the reasons.

Wuling was at a higher place, counting the number of times An Qingli moved in boredom.

Shangshan has been in seclusion for a long time, and several handsome monks in the sect also have masters, but Shangshan does not allow her to go to Huo Huo, and the young disciple has not yet grown up, so its life has been too boring recently.

Taking care of An Qingli is the mission of its sect leader, but it's a pity that An Qingli is good-looking but a female cultivator. If it is a handsome and seductive male cultivator, it will be happier.

"One thousand and eighty-one, one thousand and eighty-two... one thousand and eighty-six..."

Wuling sighed in boredom.

Because An Qingli's spiritual power reserves far exceeded those of the same level, and the Art of Rejuvenation can help restore spiritual power, An Qingli had already moved thousands of times in one afternoon.

Wu Ling looked down listlessly, she really didn't know why this girl kept moving so repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)