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A month and a half later.

The ascending light shrouded the entire Chong'a Mountain, and on Wenling Peak, there was only a touch of green clothes and a bright yellow figure.

Dabai huddled behind Jin Chao's robe, stuck his head out, and stared at Tianmen without blinking.

"Today." The green lotus stood in the wind, like a round green lotus swaying in the pond, with a light voice, "Practice well, I will wait for you in the spiritual world."

"Master, don't worry!" Jin Chao replied solemnly.

At this moment, Qinghe's body is at the same level as heaven and earth, and every sound on Chong'a Mountain is incomparably clear.

Some are envious, some admire, some revere, some are reluctant to let go, and some are relieved.

"I didn't expect that Lady Qinghe would be the first to ascend among the three god-transforming venerables in the Xiuxuan Realm." said a female disciple wearing the attire of an outer disciple of the Mingxin Sect.

"Is this the ascension of an immortal? I will definitely reach this state in the future!"

"It's a pity that the pressure of the ascending light is too terrifying, so we can't get closer and take a closer look."

"Everyone says that Venerable Yunhua is the number one person in Xiuxuan Realm, but now it seems that Queen Qinghe is the one!"

Qinghe ignored these sounds and heard the voices on the small mountain peak again.

Zhao Qin was filled with emotion, "Junior sister Qinghe has finally ascended. I feel happy for her, but also feel disappointed."

"Uncle Qinghe just went to the spiritual world to see a wider landscape. Master, you will be able to meet your uncle again one day."

Since the hidden injury was resolved, Zhao Qin's cultivation has reached Nascent Soul Perfection without any noise, and he is one step away from becoming a god. Otherwise, Qing He would not be able to ascend with confidence.

Except for the three of them, even now no one knows about this matter.

Qing He placed a seal on Zhao Qin, hiding his true cultivation level.

On the Peak of Daoyao, Nanshan Zhenjun had a moved expression on his face, and his eyes shone with envy.

It is every monk's dream to ascend to the spiritual world, and he is no exception. Just this step of transforming into the divine realm has stopped countless people.

Two hundred years later, he has never been able to cross this threshold.

The more Nanshan True Lord desires to advance to become a god, the more he covets the position of the leader, because... the founder once left a legacy, and only the leader is qualified to enter the "Bamboo Heaven" to find this inheritance.

"True Lord Nanshan, although Qing He was forced to ascend and can no longer interfere with the affairs of Xiuxuan Realm, Zhao Qin has been the leader for so many years and has gained a lot of popularity in the sect. It may not be easy to force him to abdicate."

Xuan Yang's eyes flickered and he stared at the closed Tianmen and said.

Wen Lingfeng's aura is the richest in Chong'a Mountain. Naturally, it's not because of its good location, but because Nanshan Zhenjun and others are secretly planning it.

If he hadn't gone into retreat now, set up a spirit gathering array, and introduced spiritual energy into his body, it would have been several months before Qing He could ascend.

Huang Sui, the second elder of the Discipline Hall, said: "Several of Zhao Qin's disciples have already formed elixirs, which is not a small problem."

"What's more, Zhao Qin himself is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, and Elder Zhou, who is half-stepped into the Divine Realm, is missing and may have been secretly killed by Qing He. Without Elder Zhou's combat power, how can we deal with Zhao Qin? "

True Lord Nanshan smiled instead: "Elder Zhou's death is certainly our loss, but is it not a sharp sword?"

Judging from what he meant, it was completely certain that Zhou Fuliu was dead.

Huang Sui's mind was spinning, but before he could clear his thoughts, he only heard Nanshan Zhenjun say: "Indulging junior sister and wantonly killing sect elders, how can he be able to hold the position of head again with such behavior?"

Several people looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.

After Qinghe ascended to the throne, he inherited the title of Wen Lingfeng from now on.

Daoyao Feng was more calm than she thought, and it wasn't until half a month later that he started to get angry.

Wen Lingfeng has become an isolated peak, and the formation set up by Yuanying monks cannot be broken with the current strength. The disciple who came to urge the return of the books in the Sutra Library now walked to the foot of the peak and was stopped by a transparent barrier. He scratched his head and felt a little puzzled.

"Ask Lingfeng, since when did the barrier begin? Is it because Senior Sister is going to retreat now, so is it closed? Ask Lingfeng?"

"But she hasn't returned the book yet... If she goes into seclusion for a year and a half, how many spiritual stones will she have to pay!"

"Forget it, why am I worrying so much? I can't go up and ask Ling Feng anyway. Senior sister should make her own decision now."

The collection disciple turned around, and suddenly there was a loud noise behind him. His heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he looked back with difficulty, only to see a sword light, piercing the sky, and the entire Wenling Peak shook.

Rocks are flying and dust and smoke are rising everywhere.

The next moment, a streak of yellow clothes flew out of the barrier and flew away in the wind. It was the present day.

She used the jade piece Qing He left for her to break the barrier. She didn't notice anyone underneath and flew straight to Xiaoluan Peak.

Many sect disciples gathered in the square in front of the mountain.

"What happened? Such a big battle..."

"My eyelids kept twitching, and I had an ominous premonition."

"The tense atmosphere is so obvious. If there is anything unforeseen, something big must happen in the Mingxin Sect."

Suddenly, the terrifying sword energy spread, and several people who were facing each other on Xiaoluan Peak turned around, each with a look of astonishment in their eyes.

"Qing He's Sword Intent? She has already ascended. How come her Sword Intent suddenly appears? I finally waited until she ascended and finally had the opportunity to take Mingxin Sect into my hands. Am I going to fall short of my success?" Nanshan Zhenjun I roared in my heart, but didn't express it.

"It seems to be coming from the direction of Ling Feng." A Jindan master said slowly with his hands behind his back.

Ask Ling Feng.

Ji Li and Zhao Qin's hearts twitched as they thought about today.

Is it safe for her to ask Ling Feng alone?

As everyone knows, they have already arrived in front of Xiaoluan Peak.

Both the outer disciples and the inner disciples all called her respectfully: "Senior sister today."

She has no mind to pay attention to this at the moment. She is only concerned about the situation on Xiaoluan Peak, but there is also a barrier here and she can't go up.

No, no, she once lived in Xiaoluan Peak for a while. She later returned there and set up a teleportation array.

Jin Zhao glanced at Shandao and withdrew from the crowd. Shortly after she left, a slender figure appeared in the square.

After Liu Yunsheng glanced around, he asked warmly: "Has junior sister been here before?"

Facing a Jindan master, the disciples were very respectful, and someone immediately replied: "In reply to Elder Liu, the senior sister has come and gone now."

Meng Zhou, who was hidden in the crowd, pointed in the direction.

Liu Yunsheng smiled slightly and disappeared without leaving any chance for anyone to ask him any questions.

On the back mountain of Xiaoluan Peak, there is a ruined magic circle.

Liu Yunsheng frowned, helpless. He was not an array mage and could not repair the array. He could only rely on his years of experience to identify that it was a teleportation array.

As for where the teleportation went, it was even more impossible for Liu Yunsheng to figure it out.

"Did she escape?" Liu Yunsheng murmured.

He looked into the distance with an expression as deep as the sea, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.