The practice of the first female fairy

Chapter 337 I have a bold idea
But these elders, from the tone of voice just now, seem to be people who are very close to Mr. Zhengxi. If she guessed correctly, these elders are still from the same era as Mr. Zhengxi?Isn't that... a super senior who has survived for thousands of years?But is this possible?No matter how long a monk's lifespan is, there is a limit to it!
Thinking about it, Lu Yunyao couldn't help asking this question.

After hearing Lu Yunyao's question, Elder Huangpao couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction on his face, "That's right, I've noticed the key so quickly."

Lu Yunyao raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I could only hear the yellow-robed elder say solemnly, "Our Jianxin Pavilion has red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple seven-heart swords. I am the owner of the yellow-heart sword, and the one you got from Zhengxi is the purple heart sword." sword."

"According to the normal situation, after the emptiness is transformed, the Mahayana will be achieved, and it will be able to ascend through the tribulation. However, the few of us who are old and immortal have not ushered in the thunder of the tribulation after the Mahayana."

Hearing this situation, no matter how calm Lu Yunyao was, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face. Why?

When the elder in Huangpao said this, he couldn't help but a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It is said that cultivating immortals can achieve greatness, but we have not been able to soar, and in order to avoid the punishment of heaven, we have to find ways to cover up our cultivation."

Lu Yunyao carefully inspected the cultivation bases of the elders, and found that most of the elders in front of them were at the peak of Huaxu.

"Miss Yunyao, to tell you the truth, no monk has successfully ascended in this Qingyou world for nearly ten thousand years." The blue-robed elder couldn't help but sighed, his tone full of regret.

The elder in Qingpao nodded, and continued, "You don't know something. Tianjizi predicted all of this ten thousand years ago, and the key to breaking the situation he left us is four words."

Speaking of this, everyone's eyes fell on her one after another, and Lu Yunyao suddenly had a bad feeling, "Which four words?"

The elder in Huangpao looked at her, and said slowly, "Heaven, fate, it, man."

Hearing this word, Lu Yunyao couldn't help frowning. Destiny, she seems to have heard Elder Fang say it a long time ago?
She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "I heard about the people of destiny when I was in Lingyou Realm."

"Everyone knows that there are five worlds in the world we live in, and the Lingyou world where I am is said to have disconnected the transmission channel with the other four worlds ten thousand years ago. The elder of the sect told me, Only by finding the man of destiny can the transmission channel between Lingyou Realm and the other four great realms be repaired, and then the prosperity of ten thousand years ago can be restored."

"That's right!" The elder in Huangpao gave Lu Yunyao an appreciative look, "There is also such a saying in the Qingyou world."

"I suddenly had a bold idea." The orange-robed elder rubbed his hands excitedly.

"What do you think?" Lu Yunyao asked.

Afterwards, the elder in the orange robe laughed twice, looked at her with burning eyes and said, "I think you are very likely to be the man of destiny."

Lu Yunyao laughed dryly, "How is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" The blue-robed elder analyzed seriously, "The transmission channels between the five realms have all been disconnected, but you, a member of the Lingyou realm, were able to come to the Qingyou realm through the space crack alive. Isn't this your destiny?"

(End of this chapter)