Small Village Doctor Cultivation

4396--Andrew

As for those clansmen, don't worry Ning Caichen, as long as they arrive in the fairyland, the two summoned soldiers can receive them instead of Ning Caichen and give them cultivation supplies.

"I leave these for you. If you want to go to the fairy world, you can take them." Ning Caichen said with a smile.

"Thank you, master." A group of sea turtles were overwhelmed with gratitude. Ning Caichen gave them a new life, and gave them the elixir and celestial artifacts to become immortals.

Ning Caichen said goodbye to the turtle, crossed the mountains, and came to the platform.

The altar was filled with black smoke, and a strong breath of death permeated from the altar.

Stepping on the stepping platform, it seems to have entered the Jiuyou Hell.

Stepping up step by step, there is a taste of walking on Huangquan Road, and a faint sadness floats in my heart inexplicably, and the emotion of cutting off all mortal ties comes to my heart.

As long as you step in the past, there will be no relationship with the past, and you will not be able to turn back. It is very difficult and almost impossible to turn back into a human being.

No matter how monstrous the arrogant Tianjiao is, once he turns into a hunk, there will be no legend of his resurrection.

Stepping up to the altar step by step, if it wasn't for the unimaginable state of mind, just by walking on the stepping platform, the mind would be destroyed by any kind of terrifying breath.

Which kind of feeling of cutting off the relationship with everything is really heartbreaking, lonely, helpless, and hopeless.

When standing on the stepping platform, a sense of danger emerges, a feeling of imminent doom.

Endless negative emotions surfaced, even if Ning Caichen had a high level of heart, she would still feel fear and the idea of ​​retreating.

But unable to save Mengya, Ning Caichen would rather die than live. Even if she dies, she will go forward bravely and will never back down.

The past came to my mind one by one, starting from the difficult days of a small village doctor, met Mengya who rose miraculously, and walked on the road of cultivation.

He took his family to look for longevity, and went through hardships to help Mengya resurrect.

Experienced the Dao ancestor's struggle for the front, and experienced the arduous experience of Zhu Dujue.

After going through the baptism of destruction, until her cultivation base was sealed, she came to the world of Di.

It's just the plane of the entrance and exit of the Di world, and it has not yet stepped into the mysterious and legendary Di world.

Endless negative emotions surfaced in my heart, because the platform was going to wash away Ning Caichen's previous memories, which kind of washing that penetrated into the soul made people feel fear and despair.

King Zhenxi inherited the luck of the fairy kingdom, and the light of luck diffused out, enveloping Ning Caichen.

Negative emotions are dispelled by the light of luck.

Then the majestic light of luck enveloped the body, and all negative emotions were dispelled by the light of luck.

This light of luck is the luck of half of the planet that the pretty nun gave as a gift.

Ning Caichen understood at this moment that the light of the immortal official of a first-rank official is the protection of the light of luck, which inherits the luck of the fairy kingdom.

After understanding the profound meaning of the Holy Light's body protection, Ning Caichen smiled wryly. He didn't need to be an official in the fairyland, and he was protected by the Holy Light.

It seems that pretty nun knows a lot of things, and she underestimated her.

Maybe it's just a coincidence that the pretty nun made a mistake and didn't know that luck is the holy light to protect the body and enter the world.

The surrounding space is constantly distorted, and the scenery disappears, and a gray rocky road appears, leading directly to the distant depths.

On both sides of the road, the wind was blowing, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, it seemed that there were countless people crying, explaining their unwillingness.

The atmosphere is bleak!
Sad cries for help, desperate cries, angry voices.

(End of this chapter)