Taoist chanting

It was just dawn, and Xiao Ni'er's yelling and noise came from outside the hall.

"Wow, old turtle, you have finally advanced to the sixth level, hahaha, okay, okay, from now on, you will be the number one demon king thug under this throne, whoever doesn't like it, beat him from behind."

Xiao Ni'er rushed out for tens of miles, circling around the humbly smiling tortoise non-stop, his arrogant voice sounded very flat.

Kame Fudo was full of gratitude, and saluted meticulously, saying hello.

He can be regarded as having gained the glory of King Carp.

If it hadn't been for the merits and virtues he earned from his adventure in the Yanyuan Secret Realm, and the large piece of keel handed to him by Li Wang before he was tricked by Yang Shuilan into the Moling Secluded Realm, it would have been difficult for him to break through the realm and fulfill his wish.

He was tired of staying in the lower realm, and he had been looking forward to being able to ascend to the upper realm to practice for a long time.

Guanzhu, Tukun, and Lu Zijin finished their morning classes and left the hall, chatted with Gui Fudo for a while, and waited until Chen Qingqiao, who had advanced to the sixth level a few years ago, came, since he promised to mediate the conflict, of course his own strength must be strong.

The so-called "strengthen a little rest and bear a heavy burden, speak lightly and don't persuade others" is also true.

Without further delay, the group set off to fly southwest.

Passing near Biyi Peak, the elusive old man You suddenly appeared and joined the team, making it even more lively.

On Xiao Ni'er's shoulders is a palm-sized flaming figurine, transformed by Xiao Huo who has practiced in the Li Huo Pearl for many years. mouth, suddenly said: "Master Guanzhu, let's turn to Liuzhi River along the way, and have a look at the lady surnamed Yang."

She still remembered that her mother hadn't been promoted, she ran away from home countless times, and never remembered her mother's overnight feud.

It's all my fault that my uncle distracted my mother, and I spent nearly a hundred years running around with him.

Otherwise, with the qualifications of the empress, with a 300-year-old vermilion fruit in her hand, she should have broken through the barrier long ago.

"A few days ago, Lezi sent a message that your mother has successfully advanced to the sixth level, and is currently in retreat to stabilize her cultivation. We should not bother you. We will wait for Shuilan to leave the seclusion."

Tu Kun said with a smile, he deliberately waited for Xiao Ni'er to ask before telling.

Each has its own destiny, and Yang Shuilan has caught up, and can make more preparations for the next 20 years.

"You... are too much, you are all bad guys!"

Little Ni'er bared her sharp teeth, turned somersaults and ran to the front with Xiao Huo. She was so happy, but when she thought that 20 years later, Sha Niu'er and Hu Qiang'er would not be seen again for a thousand years. A little lost.

She hopes to have as many playmates as possible, and all of them will listen to her.

Guanzhu, Tukun and the others laughed out loud.

Chen Qingqiao was shot innocently, and said: "Xiao Ni'er, you blamed me wrongly, I am really not with them."

"Hey, who will believe this? You are all in the same group, and you are all bad people."

Xiao Ni'er insisted on wronging the upright Chen Guanzhu, giving him the title of villain, and hitting everyone with a stick, which would save trouble.

"Haha, Lao Chen is with us all the time. If there is trouble, there is no need to argue."

"Yes, how can you miss Lao Chen by doing bad things?"

Lu Zijin and Tu Kun pulled Chen Qingqiao into the water hard, Chen Guanzhu couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to admit it.

The group flew over the sea, joined Zhao Zhu'er who had arrived, and headed south in a mighty manner. Eight sixth-level masters came forward, and the momentum was sufficient.

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Nanyuan Continent, the mouth of the Longwei River.

On both sides of the river, separated by more than [-] miles, the human race and the monster race lined up and waited in formation. The masters of both sides flew in the air, the atmosphere was dignified, and the evil spirit was soaring.

The "Feiliu Island" in the middle of the river has formed a certain scale after more than a hundred years of sand deposition.

Longwei River God Chiqing and a group of river gods and water demons hide in the distance between the river and the sea water nervously, not daring to be angry, let alone speak, ready to flee for their lives into the sea at any time, not to be provoked, not to be provoked.

God Chi Qinghe didn't want to participate in the war between the two clans. For 40 years, he gave up the land of Longwei River that runs through the Nanyuan Continent. Until now, he has retreated to the hundred-mile land with Feiliuzhou as his base. These hateful guys still don't want to Let it go, it's really frustrating to use this place as a decisive battlefield.

He is a small fifth-level river god who dare not block the car with his arms, and is about to lose his last piece of land. From now on, he will be a god with no fixed place, and he feels sad when he thinks about it.

To maintain the existing golden body requires a huge incense stick.

The land was lost, the people and believers on both sides of the strait fled, and died, what would he use to survive the next 20 years?
It feels like years are passing by, he just wants the Ascension Assessment to come sooner.

"My... my lord, there are monks outflanking from the northern sea area, let's go quickly."

There is a fourth-order Hebo pointing to the distant sky, terrified to remind Chiqinghe God who was not aware of it.

God Chi Qinghe hurriedly looked around, he was pleasantly surprised to see several familiar figures among them, the leader was Guanzhu Zhang who had retreated in Feiliu Island and told his subordinates to avoid hiding in the water, he got out of the river, tiptoe Wet in the water, saluted and greeted, but did not dare to put ourselves in a dangerous place and stay away from the water.

"Chi Qing pays homage to Daoist Zhang and meets all seniors!"

He secretly hoped that Guanzhu Zhang came here this time to mediate the conflict between the two clans, otherwise there would be eight masters whose cultivation level he couldn't see, talking and laughing happily, not paying attention to the opposing army of the two clans dozens of miles away indifferent.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Qing is polite, just hide in the water for a while, and wait for me to go and talk to them."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to help, very understanding.

Chi Qinghe God was overjoyed, and hurried to the side, and he returned to the water after the eight people passed by.

Flying to Feiliuzhou, Zhang Wenfeng looked around, cupped his hands to the human and monster masters above the river banks on both sides, and said: "God also has the virtue of good life. You have fought for 40 years, and you are covered in blood and possessed by evil karma. Don't think about it for 20 years." How to overcome the catastrophe and ascend to the top after the next year?

Listen to Zhang's persuasion, stop fighting now, cleanse your own bad karma with your own ability, and prepare for the ascension to the upper world. There is still time. If you insist on fighting to the death, then pretend that Zhang has never been here, just go ahead! "

Sure enough, fighting at the end of the spiritual energy tide is the fastest way to break through and advance to the sixth level.

It has only been a few years, and both the human race and the monster race have already emerged seven sixth-tier masters, each with outstanding combat power, and of course tens of thousands of monks died.

Once the generals are successful, they follow the rule of "take it from the sky and return it to the earth" in the war, and take away the luck of others to achieve their own cultivation.

Although it is a bit cruel and bloody, it is the only method summed up by the predecessors.

However, it also takes time to resolve the evil karma. Whether it is by means of national luck, family luck or divine way, a bad one will cause the body to pass the catastrophe and disappear, so the gain outweighs the loss.

You Mengchang secretly reminded everyone: "The black saber hanging from Qi Qi's waist is the notorious Meteor Sword. Jin Xingzhu kills, beware of that smiling tiger's sneak attack."

"Don't worry, Mr. Donkey, I will keep an eye on him. If I dare to strike, I will cut him."

Lu Zijin replied via sound transmission.

More than a dozen monks and big monsters in the sky above the east and west banks all bowed their hands in return.

"Zhang Guanzhu's words are reasonable. Ascension is a big deal, and the war can be resolved. I, Araki City, are willing to follow Zhang Guanzhu's advice and reconcile with the human race to stop the war. Now let's see what other brothers say?"

The black wave monster of Araki City shouted loudly.

In fact, both sides have been exhausted from fighting and need a suitable level. Of course, there are militants among them who are making waves. They hope to fight for their own interests for another ten years and bring up more tribal masters.

The other two big monsters who wore the same pair of pants as the black wave big monster in Araki City hurriedly agreed, expressing their willingness to cease fighting.

There are two other monsters who follow the trend, they can fight or stop.

A leopard demon named Ban wanted to stand up and object, but Lu Zijin, who had received the letter in advance, threatened him secretly through a voice transmission. Do you know how many masters have been hidden?At least Fang Bailan, who was inseparable from Zhao Zhu'er, must have come.

If everyone really betrayed their relatives, the end would be bad.

"We Yaozu are willing to listen to Zhang Guanzhu's mediation, it depends on how the opposite human race chooses."

The black wave demon discussed and quickly unified his voice, shouting loudly.

He really didn't want to fight anymore, too many subordinates had died, so he finally called Master Lu and Zhang Guanzhu to move. He was worried that if the fight continued, the Yaozu would not be able to take advantage of it, and even himself would not be able to protect himself, because he got some bad news.

The many demon cultivators who lined up behind made all kinds of excited and wild cries. After all, those who did not want to die and fight accounted for the majority.

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