Yao Qingying suddenly looked away and stopped looking at Pei Ling. She looked at the clouds on the right and quickly replied: It’s not that there is still four days of life, but that you can survive for up to four days.
Once you take all your strength and lose your original source, it is impossible to have four days left.
Since you two are in a stalemate, the ending is already decided.
Either the Lord of Iron City killed you before his death, or you would last until his life ended...
Speaking of this, seeing that his disciple was staring at him, Yao Qingying then added, Besides, your magic to improve your cultivation has also consumed hundreds of years of life?
Pei Ling nodded slightly and fell into silence.
Yao Qingying breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said: It’s getting late, so I’ll send you back to Panya Realm.
Pei Ling nodded again, but said nothing.
Yao Qingying waved her hand gently, and the surrounding clouds and seas of clouds and the golden light in the sky were shaking like a dream.
In a moment, Pei Ling was already rumored to be Xiao Zizai Tian.
********************
The green mountains are towering in the distance, and the clouds above our heads are like floating catkins.
A large lake that is as clear as a mirror, lying around the mountains, opposite the lake, the city is rugged, and there are lights rising and falling.
On the lakeside, there was a flower forest, and the space was fluctuating, and a figure with a mysterious sword in his arms appeared. It was Pei Ling.
Seeing that he had left Xiao Zizai Tian, he suddenly looked a little sad.
Master Yao Qingying, didn’t tell him the truth just now!
Perhaps because Master had never told lies before, even though he tried hard to disguise this time, he could still see it at a glance with Pei Ling's experience of being in Chongming Sect!
The last four days of Tiexiong's lifespan was definitely not consumed in the hard battle!
Seven flags, seven rules, seven days of life...
When Tiexiong-shi went to war with him, he had already used his three-day life span.
According to the Master’s description of the Seven Killings and Misfortune Flag, the opponent has four days of life left.
During the war, he broke away the four flags of Tiexun, soldiers, soldiers, generals and horses in the Great Dream of the Mid Heaven!
These four flags correspond to the four-day life span!
Pei Ling remembered it very clearly that at that time, Tiexiong was suppressed by his forgetfulness law. In the Great Dream of the Underworld, the other party was unable to get rid of the influence of forgetting.
But after the fourth flag, the horse flag was broken, Tiexiong immediately broke through the influence of the Forget Law.
He thought at the time that the city lord had a strong will and had a temporary outbreak, but now he thought, it should be a rebirth of a Taoist death before the death of Taoist elimination!
The opponent's subsequent attack was the last desperate attempt!
At that time, Tiexiong was no longer able to survive!
Yes!
Tiexiong, it was indeed him who killed it!
As he thought about it, Pei Ling's face gradually became confused.
He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and then stood there like this, and it took him a long time...
The wind is blowing.
The vast wind came from the entire area of Yàn Xicheng, and with the power of heaven and earth, it continuously poured into Pei Ling's body.
With him as the center, above the flower forest, a huge funnel gradually emerged above the originally clear sky and empty sky.
The funnel was connected to the sky and Pei Ling, and he sucked countless inspirations, and was filled with vast and magnificent atmosphere.
A cluster of majestic and majestic tree crowns slowly rise. This crown has a crown that covers thousands of miles and swallows mountains and rivers. With branches and leaves, the second brilliant sun condenses on it little by little...
The blue sky turns ink, and night falls, stars spread out in the vast empty space, pink and white petals fall, lingering around the funnel, circling like butterflies.
After a long time, the morning light shone all over the wilderness, the fog was blooming, and all herbs were dark and depressed, and the energy of all living beings was full of the whole world. Immediately, the evening winds and everything is silent.
The sun rises and the sunset turns like a wheel.
As time passed, the smoke dissipated and the shadow of the tree canopy disappeared.
The power of heaven and earth no longer flows into Pei Ling's body, and its aura is vigorous and surging, much stronger than before, and is not far from the peak of the early stage of Hedao.
He still stood straight in the forest of flowers without any movement.
The drizzle drizzled all over the sky, wetting the buds and the crystal grass leaves, which also wet his face and robe, dripping along the sleeves and the scabbard of the Jiupo Knife.
The rain stopped.
The dark clouds dissipate, the scorching sun is in the sky, steaming and smothering all things, absorbing all the accumulated water bit by bit.
The wind came again, shaking the remaining flowers, pulling the hem of clothes, sweeping the ink-colored hair, and leaving in a moment of beauty.
I don’t know how long it took, a huge magic boat quickly flew from the sky.
The boat is rugged, like a small hill, engraving thousands of ghosts, and the yin energy is constantly dispersing a fierce and fierce aura.
He stopped in the sky above the flower forest. As the figures flashed, female cultivators such as Shi Nanzi, Pity Tongzi, Yu Ziji, Shu Wu, and Hua Yuran all had bright skirts and jingled hairpins. They escaped from the Dharma boat and walked into the flower forest.
Not far from Pei Ling, the girls saluted: Congratulations to the Immortal Emperor!
The Holy Son has a kind heart and will be saved by heaven and earth!
The master is mighty, and Rong Meng and others will serve you immediately...
Listening to the verbal voices in his ears, Pei Ling gradually came to his senses.
He slowly turned his head, and his breath changed suddenly. Since he joined the Chongming Sect, the tyrannical, fierce and cold accumulated through killing, struggling, and straits, seemed to have lost all the lead and disappeared.
Instead, it is the silence like a deep flow of still water, just like a deep and deep, and it is still confused.
Pei Ling looked at the female cultivators standing in front of him and ordered very briefly: Go to Su Zhentian!
Shi Nanzi and others responded in unison: Yes!
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the Xuanshan in front of him had already disappeared from the spot.
In a moment, Pei Ling stood on the deck, overlooking the mountains, rivers and clouds below, and suddenly a sudden enlightenment emerged in his heart.
The road of immortality is a road of blood!
From the time I embarked on this road, I was destined to have to step on the sea of corpses and blood to obtain that opportunity to ascend!
No!
The great way is ruthless, and the fate of immortality is slim and fierce, and this is already the case before the cause of becoming an immortal is settled.
During the Qi training period, Han Sigu, who failed in the Han family villa; during the foundation building period, Li Yiànling, who always thought he was still alive in Pengying Temple; when the elixir was formed, the initiator of the thousand-year plan of Tianwai Island, who finally became a shattered dream; when he broke into the Nascent Soul and fell into the immortal dream, Ji Changfu, who died in order to make up for the foundation, died, and the Taoist vanished with the Lord of the Ryugu, who turned into a god for a disaster; Fu Xuanxu, who was willing to burn his life to gain a glimmer of hope; when he returned to the Void Period, the land of creation, and countless geniuses who sank the bottom of the long river of corpses...
Some of these people are cruel and ruthless; some are arrogant and conceited; some are forgiving and deceitful; some are self-righteous; some are deeply in love; some are righteous and upright... The same is that they have all been amazing, all have been overwhelming, all have been overwhelming, and all have been shining.
It's for the genius!
But now, they all fell halfway through the road.
The past reputation was gone, and the momentum disappeared, but the time crumbled all glory.
If you don’t become an immortal, you will eventually die in the morning and night!
In the future, either he fell on the way to the Fusheng chess game, or he stepped on all the obstacles and went to that appointment to become an immortal!
In this battle with Tetsuoshi, even if he knew the truth in advance, the outcome of this battle would be difficult to change.
Perhaps, Master Yao Qingying had known that such a scene would happen, so before he really started to walk this immortal path, he specifically told him that he did not want to see him be killed, nor did he want to see him kill people...
He promised his master, but he really killed someone, and he was the lord of Yàn Xicheng City who had never had any grudges!
Yao Qingying is a good teacher.
It has happened, and nothing is blamed on him...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling's mood suddenly became very heavy.
He originally thought that challenging the emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty at that time was the most difficult battle on this immortal road.
Because at that time, he returned to the void and joined the Tao.
But now it seems that it may be his easiest battle...
What he had to face next was not the sect leader with the cultivation level of the Hedao period, but the nine major sects with the strongest heritage in the world!
Once you take all your strength and lose your original source, it is impossible to have four days left.
Since you two are in a stalemate, the ending is already decided.
Either the Lord of Iron City killed you before his death, or you would last until his life ended...
Speaking of this, seeing that his disciple was staring at him, Yao Qingying then added, Besides, your magic to improve your cultivation has also consumed hundreds of years of life?
Pei Ling nodded slightly and fell into silence.
Yao Qingying breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said: It’s getting late, so I’ll send you back to Panya Realm.
Pei Ling nodded again, but said nothing.
Yao Qingying waved her hand gently, and the surrounding clouds and seas of clouds and the golden light in the sky were shaking like a dream.
In a moment, Pei Ling was already rumored to be Xiao Zizai Tian.
********************
The green mountains are towering in the distance, and the clouds above our heads are like floating catkins.
A large lake that is as clear as a mirror, lying around the mountains, opposite the lake, the city is rugged, and there are lights rising and falling.
On the lakeside, there was a flower forest, and the space was fluctuating, and a figure with a mysterious sword in his arms appeared. It was Pei Ling.
Seeing that he had left Xiao Zizai Tian, he suddenly looked a little sad.
Master Yao Qingying, didn’t tell him the truth just now!
Perhaps because Master had never told lies before, even though he tried hard to disguise this time, he could still see it at a glance with Pei Ling's experience of being in Chongming Sect!
The last four days of Tiexiong's lifespan was definitely not consumed in the hard battle!
Seven flags, seven rules, seven days of life...
When Tiexiong-shi went to war with him, he had already used his three-day life span.
According to the Master’s description of the Seven Killings and Misfortune Flag, the opponent has four days of life left.
During the war, he broke away the four flags of Tiexun, soldiers, soldiers, generals and horses in the Great Dream of the Mid Heaven!
These four flags correspond to the four-day life span!
Pei Ling remembered it very clearly that at that time, Tiexiong was suppressed by his forgetfulness law. In the Great Dream of the Underworld, the other party was unable to get rid of the influence of forgetting.
But after the fourth flag, the horse flag was broken, Tiexiong immediately broke through the influence of the Forget Law.
He thought at the time that the city lord had a strong will and had a temporary outbreak, but now he thought, it should be a rebirth of a Taoist death before the death of Taoist elimination!
The opponent's subsequent attack was the last desperate attempt!
At that time, Tiexiong was no longer able to survive!
Yes!
Tiexiong, it was indeed him who killed it!
As he thought about it, Pei Ling's face gradually became confused.
He suddenly felt very uncomfortable, and then stood there like this, and it took him a long time...
The wind is blowing.
The vast wind came from the entire area of Yàn Xicheng, and with the power of heaven and earth, it continuously poured into Pei Ling's body.
With him as the center, above the flower forest, a huge funnel gradually emerged above the originally clear sky and empty sky.
The funnel was connected to the sky and Pei Ling, and he sucked countless inspirations, and was filled with vast and magnificent atmosphere.
A cluster of majestic and majestic tree crowns slowly rise. This crown has a crown that covers thousands of miles and swallows mountains and rivers. With branches and leaves, the second brilliant sun condenses on it little by little...
The blue sky turns ink, and night falls, stars spread out in the vast empty space, pink and white petals fall, lingering around the funnel, circling like butterflies.
After a long time, the morning light shone all over the wilderness, the fog was blooming, and all herbs were dark and depressed, and the energy of all living beings was full of the whole world. Immediately, the evening winds and everything is silent.
The sun rises and the sunset turns like a wheel.
As time passed, the smoke dissipated and the shadow of the tree canopy disappeared.
The power of heaven and earth no longer flows into Pei Ling's body, and its aura is vigorous and surging, much stronger than before, and is not far from the peak of the early stage of Hedao.
He still stood straight in the forest of flowers without any movement.
The drizzle drizzled all over the sky, wetting the buds and the crystal grass leaves, which also wet his face and robe, dripping along the sleeves and the scabbard of the Jiupo Knife.
The rain stopped.
The dark clouds dissipate, the scorching sun is in the sky, steaming and smothering all things, absorbing all the accumulated water bit by bit.
The wind came again, shaking the remaining flowers, pulling the hem of clothes, sweeping the ink-colored hair, and leaving in a moment of beauty.
I don’t know how long it took, a huge magic boat quickly flew from the sky.
The boat is rugged, like a small hill, engraving thousands of ghosts, and the yin energy is constantly dispersing a fierce and fierce aura.
He stopped in the sky above the flower forest. As the figures flashed, female cultivators such as Shi Nanzi, Pity Tongzi, Yu Ziji, Shu Wu, and Hua Yuran all had bright skirts and jingled hairpins. They escaped from the Dharma boat and walked into the flower forest.
Not far from Pei Ling, the girls saluted: Congratulations to the Immortal Emperor!
The Holy Son has a kind heart and will be saved by heaven and earth!
The master is mighty, and Rong Meng and others will serve you immediately...
Listening to the verbal voices in his ears, Pei Ling gradually came to his senses.
He slowly turned his head, and his breath changed suddenly. Since he joined the Chongming Sect, the tyrannical, fierce and cold accumulated through killing, struggling, and straits, seemed to have lost all the lead and disappeared.
Instead, it is the silence like a deep flow of still water, just like a deep and deep, and it is still confused.
Pei Ling looked at the female cultivators standing in front of him and ordered very briefly: Go to Su Zhentian!
Shi Nanzi and others responded in unison: Yes!
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the Xuanshan in front of him had already disappeared from the spot.
In a moment, Pei Ling stood on the deck, overlooking the mountains, rivers and clouds below, and suddenly a sudden enlightenment emerged in his heart.
The road of immortality is a road of blood!
From the time I embarked on this road, I was destined to have to step on the sea of corpses and blood to obtain that opportunity to ascend!
No!
The great way is ruthless, and the fate of immortality is slim and fierce, and this is already the case before the cause of becoming an immortal is settled.
During the Qi training period, Han Sigu, who failed in the Han family villa; during the foundation building period, Li Yiànling, who always thought he was still alive in Pengying Temple; when the elixir was formed, the initiator of the thousand-year plan of Tianwai Island, who finally became a shattered dream; when he broke into the Nascent Soul and fell into the immortal dream, Ji Changfu, who died in order to make up for the foundation, died, and the Taoist vanished with the Lord of the Ryugu, who turned into a god for a disaster; Fu Xuanxu, who was willing to burn his life to gain a glimmer of hope; when he returned to the Void Period, the land of creation, and countless geniuses who sank the bottom of the long river of corpses...
Some of these people are cruel and ruthless; some are arrogant and conceited; some are forgiving and deceitful; some are self-righteous; some are deeply in love; some are righteous and upright... The same is that they have all been amazing, all have been overwhelming, all have been overwhelming, and all have been shining.
It's for the genius!
But now, they all fell halfway through the road.
The past reputation was gone, and the momentum disappeared, but the time crumbled all glory.
If you don’t become an immortal, you will eventually die in the morning and night!
In the future, either he fell on the way to the Fusheng chess game, or he stepped on all the obstacles and went to that appointment to become an immortal!
In this battle with Tetsuoshi, even if he knew the truth in advance, the outcome of this battle would be difficult to change.
Perhaps, Master Yao Qingying had known that such a scene would happen, so before he really started to walk this immortal path, he specifically told him that he did not want to see him be killed, nor did he want to see him kill people...
He promised his master, but he really killed someone, and he was the lord of Yàn Xicheng City who had never had any grudges!
Yao Qingying is a good teacher.
It has happened, and nothing is blamed on him...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling's mood suddenly became very heavy.
He originally thought that challenging the emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty at that time was the most difficult battle on this immortal road.
Because at that time, he returned to the void and joined the Tao.
But now it seems that it may be his easiest battle...
What he had to face next was not the sect leader with the cultivation level of the Hedao period, but the nine major sects with the strongest heritage in the world!
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