Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 558
Everyone in the sect was shocked again.

For Mu Sheng, they were more or less prepared, but for this little alchemy seedling, they were really not ready.

If Mu Sheng really has a good or bad idea, the sect's future hopes for a ninth-rank alchemist will rest entirely on An Qingli.

But if there is something good or bad about An Qingli, I dare not think about it.

Not only everyone in the Tianyun Sect dared not think about it, but the entire cultivation world didn't dare to think about it.

Not to mention other things, without ninth-rank alchemists, there would be no Huashen Pill, and without Huashen Pill, there would be almost no new Huashen monks.

Without the newly promoted cultivators of Huashen, the high-level combat power cannot be replenished, and the entire Bianlan world will fall into despair.

Desperate again.

From accepting the despair of not being able to ascend, to witnessing the despair of dying and dying in the Mahayana realm, to the despair of only being left in the Tribulation Realm, and watching the despair of dying and dying in the Tribulation Realm.

The re-prosperity of Bianlan Realm is like an illusion!

Without Mu Sheng, and without An Qingli, who has high hopes, everything is an illusion.

But An Qingli, the alchemy seedling with such a great relationship, was struck by lightning.

At least in the eyes of most of the monks, the blue light could not escape the thunder that fell vertically.

Many people only saw the blue light, and in the dazzling thunder, the color dimmed, and then...

Then the blue light unexpectedly spread its wings and rushed forward quickly.

Very good!
Someone just wanted to exclaim, but An Qingli, who was surrounded by blue light, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ancestor Qi Gao suddenly stretched out his bamboo whip, and rolled the wounded An Qingli towards him.

"Is it okay?!" Patriarch Qi Min immediately held An Qingli's wrist, and slowly injected spiritual power into her body.

An Qingli turned pale and shook her head, while the rejuvenation formula in her body was running crazily.

Fortunately, she refined the Feng Ling gifted by Bingfeng, otherwise she would have survived the thunderstorm.

She had a cassock of Lingbao grade on her body, but she injected a lot of spiritual power first to help Mu Sheng repair his dilapidated body. With her remaining spiritual power reserves, she couldn't withstand the consumption of that thunder.

Fortunately, Feng Ling was there!

Xiao Jintan's body trembled violently in the mustard space, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

Being struck by lightning this time, could it be regarded as resisting the hundred-year-old death calamity?

An Qingli, with a pale complexion, quickly swallowed the Nourishing Soul Pill and the Buling Pill, and tried to sit up cross-legged to speed up his recovery.

Patriarch Qi Gao glanced at An Qingli's broken soul card, then at Mu Sheng, and sighed heavily.

As a master, this time he is really wayward, and he has caused a lot of harm to his apprentice.

Fortunately, this apprentice still has an unknown means of saving his life, otherwise he would be really afraid that the master and apprentice would go to hell together.

As for An Qingli's life-saving method, which was revealed to the public for the first time, the monk Du Jie could see clearly that it was actually a lifelike blue phoenix feather.

Thinking that An Qingli was really lucky here, once he entered the Phoenix Feather Secret Realm, he took a Phoenix Feather and came out.

As for the living ice phoenix, they dare not think about it, there will never be a phoenix feather secret realm opened once in a hundred years, and there will be a phoenix egg.

As for saying that the phoenix feathers were a gift from Mu Sheng, that's basically impossible. Obviously, Mu Sheng needed the phoenix feathers for protection more than An Qingli.

Many people looked at An Qingli. This little girl's luck and success are really hard to estimate.

Jieyun was still violently surging.

The soul lamp in Patriarch Qi Xian's hand has gradually brightened.

But the faces of the people are still extremely dignified.

Not to mention that An Qingli almost got in, but how did Mu Sheng survive the remaining fifty or so lightning tribulations.

It's not that the high-ranking boss didn't want to save Mu Sheng from the thunder calamity before his death, but that Mu Sheng survived the thunder calamity with a mortal heart, and the thunder calamity was only halfway through, so saving it was of little significance.

Generally, if you take the risk of thunder and punishment, you have to wait until the end of the thunder disaster, otherwise it will be futile to save them halfway.

Mu Sheng lay face down in the scorched black pit, but he had already put on a brand new bright purple cassock.

In a hurry, everyone didn't see the rank of the cassock.

I just feel that bright purple is really eye-catching.

However, the two patriarchs, Qi Xian and Qi Si, remembered that this bright purple cassock was specially ordered by the master of alchemy in Hua Yanzong when they visited another master of alchemy in Hua Yanzong.

Qi Xian, Qi Si, and the two patriarchs quickly looked at each other.

It was also speculated that someone might have stolen the Grandmaster's defensive vestment.

Could it be that the person who stole the clothes was An Qingli?
As an apprentice, take away the master's life-saving vestment and return it, what's going on?

Also, taking away Mu Sheng's cassock ahead of time and returning it back, could it be that the little girl had already known about Mu Sheng's elixir and lightning calamity!

Qi Xianqi Si quickly looked at An Qingli again, with a puzzled look on his face.

What did the master and apprentice conspire in advance!

An Qingli, who was struck by lightning, was still pale and adjusting her breath.

Mu Sheng, who came back from the dead, let out a weak "hot" at first.

But An Qingli didn't care about it, and immediately fled with wings.

Because she was too close to Mu Sheng, she couldn't tell for a while whether it was the thunder punishment aimed at her, or the thunder disaster aimed at Mu Sheng's unfinished elixir.

Relying on the ice-blue phoenix feather, An Qingli narrowly escaped death.

Mu Sheng was pushed aside with both hands by An Qingli who was leaving. Although he was not completely hit by the lightning, he was also affected by the aftermath of the lightning.

The eye-catching bright purple cassock on Mu Sheng's body gave off a faint soft halo.

But covered by the dazzling light of thunder and lightning, many people didn't see it clearly.

With a slight movement of Mu Sheng's fingers inserted into the scorched earth, his lips opened and closed accordingly.

"hot……"

The voice was too low, many people didn't hear it, but those who heard it vaguely thought that Mu Sheng was crying out for pain instinctively.

"hot!"

Mu Sheng's voice was slightly louder this time, and many people could hear him clearly.

烫？
How can it be hot?

Could it be that the master who came back from the dead is out of his mind.

It's okay to be insane, but I hope not!
When everyone was puzzled, they suddenly saw a carp in Mu Sheng, jumping into the air.

Mu Sheng didn't even open his eyes, he held the pill firmly in his left hand, and his right hand started to move around, his hands and feet were moving around, like a monkey jumping up and down, trying to randomly pull off the ubiquitous iron on his body.

At this time, another thunderbolt fell vertically.

Everyone exclaimed again.

But Mu Sheng's body suddenly glowed with a soft purple light, which gently blocked the thunder calamity.

Mu Sheng, who was protected by the purple light, was still yelling "hot", and it was indeed hot. The newly baked celestial robe almost stuck to the flesh of Mu Sheng's body, and it was more than a little bit hot.

But for a cultivator, it is not bad, it can only be regarded as a flesh injury, and it will be cured quickly with a little pill and a little medicine.

"Master!"

Under An Qingli's instruction, Xiao Huzi replaced An Qingli, and suddenly yelled.

(End of this chapter)