The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 555 No.1

Thanks to the witch under the starry sky, student zengzeng_023 for the reward and the witch student under the starry sky for the fan ticket ^-^ It's the third watch, good night everyone~~~~
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The eastern corner of the sky curtain hangs down from the top like ink has been splashed, one drop or two, gradually blurring, hundreds of polar night stars flickering, sometimes dozens of them are as big as a star, mysterious and far away.The real celestial phenomenon is far from being faked by those who are close to the bright spar.

Jia Jia thinks about the scene she saw in the Palace of Heavenly Mysteries, and she only feels that it is bright and bright, beautiful and beautiful, but it still lacks the atmosphere and shock that real celestial phenomena can give.

"Southwest direction," Jiajia was immersed in the vast atmosphere, only to hear Gu Lang suddenly murmured.

She turned her head to look at Gu Lang, and met his gaze, and saw his lips move slightly, Jia Jia stared at it for a moment, and suddenly her heart was shocked: Lying in Zen Valley!
If so, Jiajia saw hundreds of stars flashing in the sky: prosperity can be expected.

There was excitement on her face: prosperity can be expected!It really is a prosperous world to look forward to!This feeling is definitely beyond the comprehension of ordinary mortals.Except for Shaoxin and Nazhushang, two figures who are free from the world's group of cultivators, how many years have no one in the world aspired to the top?

If this is really the scene caused by Miaowuhua Zangshen's late stage entry and exit, then it is really an opportunity that monks have waited for tens of thousands of years for, and Jiajia suddenly felt a feeling in her heart, surging like a surging tide .A sense of honor and pride arises spontaneously.

look.The monks have waited for tens of thousands of years, and the first one to enter the dust is my Kunlun monk. At this moment, the monks present have an unprecedented sense of sect identity.

"Miao Zhenren has entered and exited the dust!" The monks present cheered as they looked at the night full of polar night stars.

It's time to cheer.Out of the dust, only one step away from the legendary ascension.Zonghun Tianhuan and Tongtian Immortal Crystal were lost and recovered, Zongxiu's real world aura soared, Zonggroup's practice was not as good as before, far faster than before.But no one expected that this day would come so soon.

Amid the bursts of cheers, a slight sigh sounded in her ears, Jia Jia turned her head and looked at Gu Lang: "Brother, what are you sighing for?"

The corners of Gu Lang's lips curled up slightly, and a slight smile came to his lips: "I was thinking that going in and out of the dust is a party of joy. If one day, someone really succeeds in ascension, wouldn't that be the joy of the whole world?"

After all, after waiting for a long while, Gu Lang turned his head to look before Jiajia could reply, but saw Jiajia's eyes shining brightly, looking at the bright night sky.For a moment, she felt that the stars in the sky were far less shining than her pupils.

"This day will come." The female nun's eyes were shining brightly, "There will always be a day when the whole world will rejoice for us." The voice was soft but firm, and at that moment Gu Lang suddenly had an idea out of thin air: That day will come. Arriving, within reach.

This is a silent but unusually beautiful tribulation, and it is also a new chapter in the world of cultivation.

Dozens of stars, as big as bright stars, streaked across the sky like shooting stars, gathered in the sky above the Lying Chan Valley, opening and closing like lotus flowers waiting to bloom, the beauty is intoxicating.

The first tribulation thunder hangs down from the corner of the sky, and it falls silently on the star like a lotus flower waiting to be released. The sky shakes, and everything spreads like a tide like watching a silent movie. In the end, only the surrounding area of ​​the budding lotus is still lingering, like a layer of newly opened lotus petals.

Everyone seemed to realize that today's thunderstorm might have something to do with the lotus flower.

While hesitating, the second tribulation thunder followed, and then fell down, still silent and breathless, and even outsiders could not see any danger except for the layer upon layer of lotus petals.And all these dangers are only borne by the sackclothed person in the reclining meditation valley quietly. There are many lotus shadows under the seat, changing positions, and the beauty is unpredictable.

Under the third tribulation thunder, the budding lotus petals seen by outsiders have already opened to the third level, but the figure of Miao Wuhua under the seat swayed, and a first-class bright red dripped from the corner of her mouth.He opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the Lying Zen Valley where the sky is as low as a couch, where the second wood gives birth to gold, and the shadows in front of his eyes are blurred, and the scenes flashed before his eyes one by one like watching flowers on a horse.

Seeing that the fourth catastrophe is about to come, almost never before, beads of sweat oozed from Miao Wuhua's forehead: Even though he had prepared for it, this silent catastrophe still exceeded his expectations .However, the small view is not what he expected, because no one in the entire cultivation world has advanced to the world for tens of thousands of years. This field, which can be said to have been reached by no one for tens of thousands of years, was opened by him at once. Even if he was well prepared, he was caught off guard. .

Are you going the way no one has gone before?The bone at the back of Mei Qihe's head is slightly protruding, beating gently, the brain's choice is going to the extreme, the scene like a horse watching flowers is finally getting slower and slower, and finally freezes: the slim female cultivator in Tsing Yi stood up, glanced at Group cultivating around again, no longer bowed his head, but insisted: "I'm right!"

The world-leading thesis echoed in my ears, "Although there is no record in the "General Outline of Formation", from Jiajia's point of view, looking at the whole world, the east is bounded by the East China Sea and belongs to water, and the western barrenness and minerals belong to gold." , the mountains one hundred thousand miles to the north belong to wood, the red magma to the south belongs to fire, and the land in the middle of Shenzhou belongs to earth. It corresponds to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. If you look at it according to the formation method, the whole world is the simplest five-element formation. Therefore, the world is endless, reincarnated in four seasons, and immortal in ten thousand years."

Obviously, the words of a little girl who has not reached a hundred years of age, but let him fall in love again and again, and when he is in danger, he keeps echoing in his ears.

With two palms, a lotus grows in the palm, and five flowers of spiritual power that are automatic without wind are faintly visible in the palm.

Miao Wuhua's eyes were lowered, the sound of thunder from the fourth catastrophe was already in his ears, his eyes were opened sharply: the ancestors have said that knowledge has no age, but only depth, so why not just listen to the judgment of the younger generation?
The heart moves at will, and the five flowers of spiritual power fall into the five corners of the reclining meditation valley, pulling each other with an endless line of spiritual energy, as if touching a situation that has never been touched before. What came was the fourth heavenly catastrophe. When encountering this bright light, everyone saw that the lotus petals suddenly closed, bloomed again, turned slightly, and the surrounding stars fell like rain, like an ancient song from the distant night sky.

Beads of sweat that had condensed on her forehead for a long time finally dripped down and sprinkled on the skirt of her clothes. The beads of sweat splashed everywhere. Miao Wuhua suddenly opened her eyes, watching the five strands of spiritual energy pull each other, thin but unyielding and dispersed. Most of the spiritual power.Miao Wuhua looked around blankly, finally moved her lips, bowed her head and murmured: "The patriarch is right, knowledge has no age, but only depth. So she is right, it can be called the theory of creation." " Maybe he didn't realize that when he made the conclusion back then, although he was noncommittal and stood aside, he actually cared about it, otherwise he wouldn't have realized this seemingly ridiculous, but actually bold and lively conclusion.

It's really a peerless conclusion!Miaowuhua's calm eyes showed a hint of admiration, the five lotuses of aura are connected to the five lines, with these five lines protecting each other, there is hope of leaving the world, Miaowuhua closed her eyes again, quietly waiting for the next one The arrival of Tianlei.

It never occurred to Jia Jia that her thesis had been unknowingly accepted by the current strongest person in Kunlun, nor did she think that there would be future results from it in the future.One day, perhaps no one expected that although the unintentional words that day were not accepted by the world, time will prove the final right or wrong.

Everyone saw that under the silent catastrophe, the seven-fold lotus flower finally became a shadow, and the seven-fold lotus flower hanging under the sky and surrounded by stars swayed in the air, which seemed to be the opening of a new chapter for human monks. never dispersed.

This catastrophe separated by tens of thousands of years is destined to be recorded in the annals of history, just like Miao Wuhua himself.

On both sides of the sky and the curtain, the sky is dusk and night, and the night is bright again in different seasons. The appearance of the first round of dawn pierces the entire celestial phenomenon that has been completely transformed due to the catastrophe. The group cultivators are still not satisfied.

The seven-layered lotus flower hanging from the sky finally dissipated, and was replaced by a mighty mighty sky rising from the southwest of Tai'a Peak, followed by a black-haired monk in sackcloth lying on a cloud stand from the southwest. Zen Valley came leisurely.

There was no sound, and after a while, the group of cultivators greeted him, their shouts resounded through the sky: "Congratulations to Master Miao for his advancement!"

Regardless of whether Jiajia and the others understand that there is still a master, there is also a Shaoxin, and there may be other monks who have been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years in the world.But for the group of cultivators in the world, Miao Wuhua should be No. 10 in the world - the only monk with traces to follow.

The pattern that the cultivation world had faintly maintained with the late Tibetan God as the top was finally broken: there was finally a monk who surpassed those monks in the late Tibetan God. This monk was his Kunlun monk, and the Kunlun monks were excited.

The difference in strength between the monks who came out of the dust and the monks who stored the gods is already a world of difference.A dusty cultivator is no match for ten Tibetan late stage monks.Even though it may only be a few years to be number one in the world, at least for now, monk Kunlun is the number one in the world in the minds of the cultivators.

Miao Wuhua stood there quietly, feeling that Qunxiu bowed his head. At this moment, he was No.1 in the eyes of the world, but so what?After entering the dust, the spiritual platform becomes more and more transparent, Miao Wuhua smiles, her eyes are mysterious and far away.

Jiajia raised her head and saw Miao Wuhua standing against the light, her smile was just like the Buddha smiling across mountains and rivers with a flower in his hands, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, only transparency.

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(End of this chapter)