Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 575

After dealing with the matter at hand, An Qingli announced to the outside world that she was retreating, but in fact, in the identity of Gong Li, she went to Siguoya.

Siguo Cliff is not a single-sided cliff, but two opposite cliffs, collectively known as Siguo Cliff.

The cliffs on both sides are as sharp as knives, with a height of ten thousand ren, and the extremely narrow part in the middle can only allow one person to pass through.

Between the two cliffs, the strong wind blows the bones all the year round, the weather is extremely bad, and the wind is strong, even the Nascent Soul Huashen monk can't stay long.

Before An Qingli reached the edge of the cliff, he could hear the weak and remorseful begging for mercy of the disciples in the sect, vaguely mixed with the roar of the wind that sounded like an evil ghost.

"What name, what mistake did you make, how long did you stay, why didn't the deacon disciples escort you?"

The old elder Shouya, with a somewhat numb face, made a cold voice, and he didn't even want to look up at the punished person.

It is not worth watching too much of all kinds of people who are punished, and the people who are punished make all kinds of big and small mistakes.

An Qingli handed over a white approval document with Qiu Xuanjing's suzerain seal on it.

The elder Shouya put a blank face, pulled the batch of documents from An Qingli's hand, and quickly glanced at the batch of documents, his expression finally changed a few times.

According to the approval document, you can enter and leave Siguo Cliff at will, without a time limit, and the bright red suzerain seal is extremely eye-catching.

Elder Shouya finally raised his eyes, stared at An Qingli's face that was not outstanding in the cultivation world, and said hoarsely: "Did you make a mistake, or did you come from experience?"

An Qingli was dressed in a green shirt, and said with a smile: "I have experience in making mistakes, and I ask Elder Shouya to choose a more suitable place to be punished for my junior sister."

"Tsk tsk, you are young and energetic, and your tone is not small." The elder Shouya stretched out his hand like a dead branch, took out a jade slip from his arms, and handed it to An Qingli, "This jade slip is the gangster inside the cliff. The wind distribution map generally shows that the higher you go, the stronger the wind. Don’t blame me for not reminding you, the disciple who made mistakes in this cliff can’t stand the wind, and death is also possible.

"Do as you can." An Qingli took the jade slip, explored it with his spiritual sense, and roughly understood the distribution of the wind between the two cliffs, then turned into a blue streamer and went to the place where he was punished in the cliff.

It was very loud.

The space between the two cliffs, which was supposed to be empty, was full of people from bottom to top.

Those who were punished, their cultivation ranged from the Qi training stage to the Nascent Soul stage, most of them looked numb, their feet were covered with iron shackles, and they crossed their legs in a more prominent position among the cliffs.

Those who can sit cross-legged are in a fair situation.

When An Qingli went down from the top, he saw many people, their feet tied by iron chains, like rags, swaying helplessly in the strong wind.

Some even lost their breath.

Xiao Jintan uttered a Buddha's name in a low voice.

Where there is sunshine in the sect, there must be places where the sun does not shine.

Little Lingxi is in the spirit animal bag, but she also feels that this place is extremely cold.

An Qingli's whole body was also a little chilly, if she hadn't had alchemy skills to protect her body, she would have ended up like this if she didn't report her knowledge.

Wuling, who was in the Tribulation Realm, followed An Qingli secretly, and suddenly said via voice transmission: "Don't be afraid, little master, nah, I know what's going on with that foundation-establishing disciple who just passed away. He's a named disciple, but Stealing the exercises of the famous master, secretly cultivating, was abolished, and sent here."

"Why are you here?" An Qingli frowned in displeasure, and went up a section, feeling a little unstable, so she chose a protruding place on the rock wall and sat down cross-legged.

The strong wind here is extremely violent, before An Qingli can take the initiative to operate the exercises, the rejuvenation formula in the body will start to operate on its own.

Wu Ling laughed and said: "I don't know, this is my job, and I have a salary to guard you. You are a treasure, how can the sect let you walk alone, don't blame the sect for being troubled, this is still your master Before ascension, let the sect set the rules."

"Master, he..." An Qingli withdrew her defensive spirit shield, straightened her upper body, and crossed her legs with difficulty in the strong wind between the cliffs.

The gang wind is like a knife, cutting every inch of skin without stopping for a moment.

An Qingli's face was full of pain, as if she had returned to the pain of quenching her body back then.

The "All Things Rejuvenation Jue" in the body is running faster and faster.

Wu Ling was still in An Qingli's ear, and continued excitedly: "Hey, you are leaning upwards, that half-dead Nascent Soul middle stage, because of practicing kung fu, accidentally killed his wife and children, please come here Si Guoya was punished, and it will be fifty years in a flash."

An Qingli crossed her legs in the strong wind, her brows furrowed more and more.

Wu Ling continued: "I advise you, it is better to tie the iron chain on your feet, lest your spiritual power will not be exhausted later, and a gust of wind will blow you away and smash you to someone else's place of punishment. All right. Let the chain be fastened, so as not to lose face, don't you think?"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ling conjured up another hand, and put the iron chain on An Qingli's ankle thoughtfully.

After putting on the iron chain, Wu Ling continued: "Little Grandmaster, hey, I'm not bragging, I know most of the private affairs in the sect. Look at that again, it's the Nascent Soul on your right, fifty feet away , got drunk and lost a batch of important training materials of the sect..."

An Qingli's chapped lips were bleeding, and she couldn't help but said annoyedly: "Shut up, it's good to leave, don't make any more noise."

Wu Ling was stunned: "You yell at me, think I'm nagging? Shangshan didn't even yell at me like that."

An Qingli said with a pale face: "You are indeed nagging, even more nagging than that kid Ji Xiaopeng."

The little tiger said from the spirit animal bag: "You are really nagging, just guard my master. In your duty, do you still have to force my master to chat with you? I didn't see that my master was concentrating on cultivation. Why are you nagging now?"

Wu Ling looked deeply shocked, transformed into a translucent human figure, and said aggrievedly: "You are good at it, but you treat me like this! Just wait and see!"

"Just wait and see!"

The little tiger let out a low growl of displeasure, he really didn't know what happened to this Wuling, when did its owner become so familiar with Wuling.

Wu Ling, who sees the wind and turns the rudder, sees his master advanced to an alchemy master, so he rushes to curry favor.

Hmph, I just want to get benefits from my master!
As soon as Wu Ling left, An Qingli's ears were finally quiet, except for the wind howling like wolves and crying like ghosts.

The skin was cracked in the strong wind, but it was quickly repaired by the formula of rejuvenation.

Suddenly, there was a sudden gust of wind, and An Qingli's figure swayed, and was moved a few feet by the strong wind.

An Qingli gritted her teeth to stabilize her figure, and slowly moved back to the original cross-legged position.

The spiritual power in his body was being consumed rapidly, and the "The Secret of Rejuvenation" was also running crazily, constantly replenishing the consumed spiritual power in An Qingli's body.

When the wind was strong, An Qingli's complexion was pale, and when the wind slowed down, An Qingli's complexion was ruddy again.

The little ones couldn't help sighing, their faces alternated between red and white at this time, a bit like being in a sea of ​​fire sometimes in an ice cave, and their green fence is probably the alchemy master who has endured the most hardships for tens of thousands of years.

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(End of this chapter)