Becoming an immortal?
Pei Ling couldn't help but be shocked. Is the chess game of Fusheng a way to ascend to become an immortal?
this……
Fortunately, I was so greedy before, and I didn’t go to die!
When the mind is turning, I heard the disaster again and said indifferently: If you fail, practice will become empty, and your body will die and your path will disappear.
Pei Ling felt a little nervous and said respectfully: Thank you, senior.
But, I wonder what instructions do you have given me like this?
Disaster Short story: Becoming an immortal.
Becoming an immortal?
Pei Ling was puzzled, but when he saw that the taboo had no intention of explaining, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He immediately said: I understand, I will definitely challenge the sect leader of the nine major sects next.
He could not refuse this matter in person, so he could only agree to it for the time being.
Anyway, there is no specified time for the taboos. It is not considered a violation of his promise if he waits for a hundred years, a thousand years, or a thousand years.
The taboo didn't say anything anymore, and the space in front of Pei Ling shattered, and he suddenly fell into the crack in the space and disappeared.
In the shadow, there was a confusion.
A white robe appeared again, as if she noticed Pei Ling's departure. Yu slowly stepped forward and saluted to Danqiu. Then hesitantly asked: Lord, the fortune of the "mantra" and the road to becoming an immortal, are you really going to give it to a living person?
There was a dead silence on the Danmu.
After a moment of silence, the forbidden voice sounded grandly: He has that qualification.
Hearing this, his face changed and he stopped talking.
After saluting respectfully again, he quietly retreated.
In the shadow, the disaster sat quietly, and the throne suddenly faded away and disappeared.
********************
White mist is everywhere.
Teahouse.
Above the corridor, a crack in the space suddenly opened.
Pei Ling floated out of it.
The surrounding space returned to stability. He quickly came to his senses and immediately looked around. He found himself standing in a corridor with lush grass and trees around him, and white mist was filled with glass windows.
This is that teahouse!
Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had said it well before. As long as he passed the three portals, the taboo would not make things difficult for him.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling swept his mind and soon discovered that Yan Minghuà was on the teahouse, but... where did Senior Sister Li go?
Thinking of this, he immediately got up and walked upstairs.
Soon, he arrived on the second floor and came to the door of a quiet room for cultivation.
Pei Ling reached out and pushed open the door, and saw a luxuriously furnished house with spacious space.The ceiling, floor and four walls have runes flashing, and various formations that assist in the practice are operating.
Yan Minghuà colorful dress, sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, his eyes closed, and was practicing. When he heard the movement, he immediately asked: What's wrong, Fairy Girl?
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. She opened her eyes instantly, but saw a figure in a mysterious shirt, soap boots, carrying a long sword, who had already passed through the formation and stood in front of her.
This figure is full of magic power and a cold and harsh temperament. It is Pei Ling.
However, his aura was already at the peak of returning to the void!
Yan Minghuà was stunned at first, and after reacting, he immediately stood up and said: Fellow Daoist Pei, are you back?
Pei Ling smiled slightly and hugged her slender waist.
Fellow Daoist Yan, Pei misses you so much.Pei Ling said with a smile, and his big hand wandered around him in a daze, taking advantage without hesitation.
Yan Minghuà's face turned slightly red. Fellow Taoist Pei had always done whatever he wanted and did not even hide it. As Su Zhentian's contemporary Tian Ji, she originally hated Pei Ling's wanton and frivolous behavior.
I have also taken action personally to kill many such frivolous and slutty devils.
But now, although he knew that Pei Ling was the saint of the Demon Sect, he was more reckless and domineering than the devils who died in his hands, he could not have the idea of pushing him away, and let Pei Ling's palms penetrate his clothes.
Faced with his behavior of deliberately bullying himself, his eyes were like water, but he pretended not to know.
Pei...Fellow Taoist Pei...Minghuà...Ah...Minghuà is...well... Miss you very much...
Yan Minghuà lowered his head, like a bun full of ink clouds, a jade step swayed gently, and before he knew it, his soft body was completely attached to Pei Ling.
Pei Ling suddenly became even more presumptuous, but when he thought that Senior Sister Li was not in the teahouse, and when he entered the door just now, Yan Minghuà regarded him as Senior Sister Li again... He always felt a little uneasy, so he talked with Yan Minghuà's delicate body with both hands and asked: By the way, where has Senior Sister Li been?
Yan Minghuà breathed rapidly and said with a blushing face: She...she is in the room next to her...well...
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling frowned. In his perception, there was no trace of Senior Sister Li in the teahouse!
Realizing that the situation was not right, Pei Ling's expression immediately became serious and his hands stopped.
Yan Minghuà finally took a breath, his face flushed and his scattered hair was swept away, looking at Pei Ling and asked: What's wrong?
Pei Ling said: Senior Sister Li is not here!
As he said that, he used the Five Ghosts Tianluo Diversion and quickly came to a gorgeous and elegant quiet room with Yan Minghuà.
The size of this room is similar to that of Yan Minghuà. The four walls are simply furnished but exquisite. There are traces of the formation being opened in the room, and there is a little breath of Li Liyue.
But at the moment, the whole house is already empty.
Yan Minghuà frowned, thought for a while, and immediately said: The Fairy Li may just leave temporarily, let's go out to find it.
Pei Ling nodded, hugged her, and moved her body and appeared behind the wooden door at the end of the first floor corridor.
Pushing open the wooden door in front of him, Pei Ling had just walked out of the teahouse first when he saw the rich white mist, Si, Cry and many ghosts standing silently in the mist, with red ghost eyes staring straight at the teahouse.
Not far from these ghosts, a bright red wedding dress was bright and dazzling. Looking up along the graceful figure, it looked like a blood-loving handkerchief, embroidered with mandarin ducks and lotus, continuous patterns of melon and trunks, bright yellow tassels, and beautiful as blooming peonies.
Seeing Pei Ling appear, before the other ghosts could speak, the pink bride smiled and said: Mr. Pei, please invite me!
Pei Ling frowned. The master of the pink bride was another taboo in Yousu's grave!
Now the other party sent his subordinates to invite him. He must go, but...
Let's wait a moment.Pei Ling replied immediately, then looked at the information and quickly sent a message to ask: Where has Senior Sister Li gone?
Hearing this, he looked clearly stunned, and then he sent a voice to reply: After the Lord entered the teahouse, he never went out again.
We have been guarding us and have not found anyone in and out.
Pei Ling couldn't help but be shocked. Is the chess game of Fusheng a way to ascend to become an immortal?
this……
Fortunately, I was so greedy before, and I didn’t go to die!
When the mind is turning, I heard the disaster again and said indifferently: If you fail, practice will become empty, and your body will die and your path will disappear.
Pei Ling felt a little nervous and said respectfully: Thank you, senior.
But, I wonder what instructions do you have given me like this?
Disaster Short story: Becoming an immortal.
Becoming an immortal?
Pei Ling was puzzled, but when he saw that the taboo had no intention of explaining, he didn't dare to ask more questions. He immediately said: I understand, I will definitely challenge the sect leader of the nine major sects next.
He could not refuse this matter in person, so he could only agree to it for the time being.
Anyway, there is no specified time for the taboos. It is not considered a violation of his promise if he waits for a hundred years, a thousand years, or a thousand years.
The taboo didn't say anything anymore, and the space in front of Pei Ling shattered, and he suddenly fell into the crack in the space and disappeared.
In the shadow, there was a confusion.
A white robe appeared again, as if she noticed Pei Ling's departure. Yu slowly stepped forward and saluted to Danqiu. Then hesitantly asked: Lord, the fortune of the "mantra" and the road to becoming an immortal, are you really going to give it to a living person?
There was a dead silence on the Danmu.
After a moment of silence, the forbidden voice sounded grandly: He has that qualification.
Hearing this, his face changed and he stopped talking.
After saluting respectfully again, he quietly retreated.
In the shadow, the disaster sat quietly, and the throne suddenly faded away and disappeared.
********************
White mist is everywhere.
Teahouse.
Above the corridor, a crack in the space suddenly opened.
Pei Ling floated out of it.
The surrounding space returned to stability. He quickly came to his senses and immediately looked around. He found himself standing in a corridor with lush grass and trees around him, and white mist was filled with glass windows.
This is that teahouse!
Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had said it well before. As long as he passed the three portals, the taboo would not make things difficult for him.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling swept his mind and soon discovered that Yan Minghuà was on the teahouse, but... where did Senior Sister Li go?
Thinking of this, he immediately got up and walked upstairs.
Soon, he arrived on the second floor and came to the door of a quiet room for cultivation.
Pei Ling reached out and pushed open the door, and saw a luxuriously furnished house with spacious space.The ceiling, floor and four walls have runes flashing, and various formations that assist in the practice are operating.
Yan Minghuà colorful dress, sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, his eyes closed, and was practicing. When he heard the movement, he immediately asked: What's wrong, Fairy Girl?
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong. She opened her eyes instantly, but saw a figure in a mysterious shirt, soap boots, carrying a long sword, who had already passed through the formation and stood in front of her.
This figure is full of magic power and a cold and harsh temperament. It is Pei Ling.
However, his aura was already at the peak of returning to the void!
Yan Minghuà was stunned at first, and after reacting, he immediately stood up and said: Fellow Daoist Pei, are you back?
Pei Ling smiled slightly and hugged her slender waist.
Fellow Daoist Yan, Pei misses you so much.Pei Ling said with a smile, and his big hand wandered around him in a daze, taking advantage without hesitation.
Yan Minghuà's face turned slightly red. Fellow Taoist Pei had always done whatever he wanted and did not even hide it. As Su Zhentian's contemporary Tian Ji, she originally hated Pei Ling's wanton and frivolous behavior.
I have also taken action personally to kill many such frivolous and slutty devils.
But now, although he knew that Pei Ling was the saint of the Demon Sect, he was more reckless and domineering than the devils who died in his hands, he could not have the idea of pushing him away, and let Pei Ling's palms penetrate his clothes.
Faced with his behavior of deliberately bullying himself, his eyes were like water, but he pretended not to know.
Pei...Fellow Taoist Pei...Minghuà...Ah...Minghuà is...well... Miss you very much...
Yan Minghuà lowered his head, like a bun full of ink clouds, a jade step swayed gently, and before he knew it, his soft body was completely attached to Pei Ling.
Pei Ling suddenly became even more presumptuous, but when he thought that Senior Sister Li was not in the teahouse, and when he entered the door just now, Yan Minghuà regarded him as Senior Sister Li again... He always felt a little uneasy, so he talked with Yan Minghuà's delicate body with both hands and asked: By the way, where has Senior Sister Li been?
Yan Minghuà breathed rapidly and said with a blushing face: She...she is in the room next to her...well...
Upon hearing this, Pei Ling frowned. In his perception, there was no trace of Senior Sister Li in the teahouse!
Realizing that the situation was not right, Pei Ling's expression immediately became serious and his hands stopped.
Yan Minghuà finally took a breath, his face flushed and his scattered hair was swept away, looking at Pei Ling and asked: What's wrong?
Pei Ling said: Senior Sister Li is not here!
As he said that, he used the Five Ghosts Tianluo Diversion and quickly came to a gorgeous and elegant quiet room with Yan Minghuà.
The size of this room is similar to that of Yan Minghuà. The four walls are simply furnished but exquisite. There are traces of the formation being opened in the room, and there is a little breath of Li Liyue.
But at the moment, the whole house is already empty.
Yan Minghuà frowned, thought for a while, and immediately said: The Fairy Li may just leave temporarily, let's go out to find it.
Pei Ling nodded, hugged her, and moved her body and appeared behind the wooden door at the end of the first floor corridor.
Pushing open the wooden door in front of him, Pei Ling had just walked out of the teahouse first when he saw the rich white mist, Si, Cry and many ghosts standing silently in the mist, with red ghost eyes staring straight at the teahouse.
Not far from these ghosts, a bright red wedding dress was bright and dazzling. Looking up along the graceful figure, it looked like a blood-loving handkerchief, embroidered with mandarin ducks and lotus, continuous patterns of melon and trunks, bright yellow tassels, and beautiful as blooming peonies.
Seeing Pei Ling appear, before the other ghosts could speak, the pink bride smiled and said: Mr. Pei, please invite me!
Pei Ling frowned. The master of the pink bride was another taboo in Yousu's grave!
Now the other party sent his subordinates to invite him. He must go, but...
Let's wait a moment.Pei Ling replied immediately, then looked at the information and quickly sent a message to ask: Where has Senior Sister Li gone?
Hearing this, he looked clearly stunned, and then he sent a voice to reply: After the Lord entered the teahouse, he never went out again.
We have been guarding us and have not found anyone in and out.
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