Chapter 11 Concessions.

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As soon as Su Li left, Si Hongqingyan immediately turned her head and looked at the Li family members with a calm expression.

At this moment, all the vivid and fragrant colors and all the charm seemed to suddenly fade away from her, leaving only a look at the indifference of all living beings and the majesty of power. At this time, she showed the demeanor and etiquette of the leader of the sect.

Jiu Ali has arrived. It seems that he cannot continue to punish Pei Ling's evil beast today.

However, since this evil beast has returned to the sect, there will be opportunities in the future, but now there is no rush to be at this moment.

In addition, this time I misunderstood because I was not careful.

After all, although she set up a loud amplification formation in the White Bone Palace, the palace is the palace, with many palaces and courtyard walls, which are too obscuring the sight, so that her husband can't see the situation inside, so he can only guess randomly...

Next time, I will replace the White Bone Palace with a shark silk screen...

Thinking of this, Si Hongqingyan said lightly: The Holy Son has returned from traveling and has made great progress in his cultivation. I am very happy, so I took the exam to take the exam.

It seems that the Holy Son is worthy of being a genius of my Holy Sect. He has made a thousand miles of progress every day and is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Okay, since the exam is over, I still have important things to do, so I can do it myself.

After speaking, she brushed her robe sleeves, put away the white bone palace and floated away.

Seeing Si Hongqingyan leave, Pei Ling was stunned. Bingqing was still in Si Hongqingyan's White Bone Palace!

However, at this moment, the members of the Jiu Ali clan and Senior Sister Li were all looking at themselves...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling did not dare to speak out, but flew quickly towards the direction of Li.

Father!When he got closer, Pei Ling immediately bowed and bowed.

Li Wujiu nodded slightly and said: This place is remote and it is not convenient to stay for a long time. Return to the sect quickly!

Other elders of the Li clan echoed: Not bad, the Holy Son has been out for some time, and now he has finally returned, so let’s go back to the sect first.

Everyone looked kind and had a warm tone, and they all showed great enthusiasm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Li Lieyue's face was cold, but she didn't say anything.

Pei Ling said respectfully: Yes!

So, Li Wujiu made a brief gesture, and a light flashed through his fingertips. In the void, a huge ghost claw suddenly appeared again, tearing the space and opening a gap that directly reached the Li family's ancestral land.

Everyone walked in and disappeared in an instant.

The mountains and rivers changed drastically, and the birds and beasts were silent. After a long time, there were sounds of mourning and sad sounds in the wilderness.

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Chongming Sect.

The Palace of Inheritance.

Thousands of soul lamps are floating like the sea, and they are dotted in the darkness of the void, gathering into a vast and vast magnificent place.

In the painting ahead, the figure of the ancestor Fuqiong is still clear, and he quietly looks into a direction outside the sect.

In this world, there are countless mortals like ants, and there are many who can have the qualifications to cultivate and enter the Qi training stage.

After that, building foundation, forming pills, condensing infants, transforming gods, returning to emptiness, combining Taoism, passing tribulation, Mahayana... Every time you advance in your cultivation, it means that countless monks who have insufficient understanding, poor qualifications, or poor luck will stop there and find it difficult to move forward.

But only when you truly reach the Mahayana, you will understand how difficult it is to see forever!

Entering the Tao is just the beginning of practice.

Whether it is practicing Qi or Mahayana, it is just the beginning!

If you cannot ascend, even if you are overwhelmed by the world and enjoy the freedom of thousands of years, you will never escape the dead end. If you die, you will disappear and turn into a piece of loess.

The Tao bones and Dharma bodies, and all treasures in the birth of the body are decayed.

Since ancient times, there have been countless ways to practice, but there are only a handful of ways to become an immortal.

Any fairy road is rugged and bumpy, piled up with the corpses of countless amazing ancestors, condensed countless bloody storms, and killed countless predecessors with great talent and peerless talents.

Cultivation, mind, fortune, and energy... are indispensable.

Even the nine major sects that are threatening this world, they only take charge of two immortal paths.

The holy path uses practice to practice from practicing Qi to entering the Tao to the Mahayana state, which is a process of constantly bringing great power to itself. Therefore, it plunders the creation of sentient beings, the energy of heaven and earth, and the vitality of thousands of races... to learn from all things, seeking perfection, perfection and flawlessness, so as to transcend and ascend, leave this world, and go to the higher and more perfect upper realm; while the false path believes that great power is certainly included in one body, but how vague one’s body is, how big the world is!

Therefore, the peak of strength is also limited. We should carry our strength with virtue and pursue the ultimate truth, goodness and beauty of our minds, thereby achieving the realm of immortals.

But the young man now has not mastered these two immortal paths.

It comes from the past mantra.

First determine the result, then practice the cause...

As long as he sees through the other party's cause, he will know the true mystery of this immortal road...

But now he took a look, but he couldn't tell what the cause of this junior was...

It was the two people from Yousu Tomb who covered the secrets of heaven for this younger generation!

Fuqiong, the ancestor pondered slightly, and immediately understood the reason why he took the initiative to give in when he asked Yousufen for someone just now.

When they reach this point, every move has a deep meaning.

The other party just gave in to wait for him to take action now!

If he forced himself to peek at the younger generation's immortal path now, the war would begin immediately on Yousu's grave!

Death: The step I gave just now can be replaced by him.

In this way, if a real war breaks out, he will directly fall behind the other party with one move...

Thinking of this, Master Fuqiong shook his head. If this junior was an outsider, he would not be able to miss a path of immortality that he could not have won.

But this junior is a disciple of the Holy Sect and a saint son of this generation of the Holy Sect!

The geniuses in the Holy Sect have the magic weapon to suppress the qi. The true teachings are all followed by the qi of the sect.

He is ranked among the Holy Son and is even more popular among the sect's fortunes. Even the sect leader and the Supreme Elder cannot deal with it at will.

On the other hand, if the genius, true teachings, holy sons, and saints advance greatly, and the sects will be prosperous with one of them, it will also be beneficial.

Like this junior, if he becomes an immortal, his energy will definitely surge for the Holy Sect. For a considerable period of time, he will be like cooking oil with fire, treasures, peerless geniuses, magical weapons and weapons... and will take the initiative to come.

Even the ancestor like him who has been in seclusion in the Palace of Inheritance for many years also has the opportunity to ascend.

Since that's the case, he'll give in...

While thinking, in the sight of the ancestor Fuqiong, the junior happened to meet the original leader of the Holy Sect.

Fuqiong The ancestor raised his hand and looked at Pei Ling far away, instantly covering up clues about the path of immortality for him.

Next, even if he exists the same as him, looking at Pei Ling again, it is difficult to discover the essence of the immortal path in him.

Immediately, the ancestor withdrew his gaze and the originally clear scroll faded in an instant.

Not long after, the scroll completely returned to vague chaos and hidden into the void.

Thousands of soul lamps burn quietly, the strong are like the sun in the sky, and the weak are like a lamp like a bean, all like endless boats, floating in the vast void.

The Palace of Inheritance is silent and the sea of ​​lights is vast.