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After Mu Jin was surprised by Zhang Xiaohan's actions, she calmly accepted it. After hearing the decision that Zhang Xiaohan would ascend quickly, Ping Jing turned back to surprise.

Mu Jin did not ask why she was so fast, which made Zhang Xiaohan very grateful, because if Mu Jin really asked, she really didn't know how to answer.

Do you say that she has already arrived at the God Realm and the Demon Realm with Mu Jin, telling her past experience? If this is not the world of cultivating immortals, Zhang Xiaohan may have told all this as a story to Mu Jin, and would also talk about it with Mu Jin. But this is the world of cultivating immortals, everything is about opportunity. Zhang Xiaohan does not want his own doings to affect Mu Jin.

On the road that once was, she had already influenced Hibiscus.

After that, there were a series of preparations. Even though Zhang Xiaohan had many experiences and had a tough mentality, he would occasionally experience anxiety during such preparations.

She even had an idea, and went to the secret place to meet Dong Xiao and asked for some questions, but it was just an idea, and Zhang Xiaohan was not going to implement it.

Zhang Xiaohan became busy again and spent most of his time refining magic weapons.

She gave Wuming all the forty-nine five-element flying swords she had refined, regardless of whether the number of flying swords was too high. Then the time was used to make talismans. She used all the high-end talisman-making materials collected by Hibiscus, and made all the talismans she could master.

The improvement of spiritual consciousness and cultivation and the increase in experience have made her more and more skilled in making talismans. Some talismans will improve after concentrating on their thoughts.

This process of making talismans also gradually calmed her heart. She seemed to be back in the lower realm, and when she was concentrating on refining magic weapons within the Lingwu Dian Sect she founded.

She likes such a monotonous life with some challenges, is truly dedicated, does not consider everything outside, and is truly at ease with all the concerns and concerns in her heart, and is serious. She also knows that the peace at this moment is to adjust her mentality, for the upcoming real storm, and even hardships.

Without the opportunity to protect yourself, all you have is your own perseverance.

This is a challenge, and it is also the experience she must experience. As a monk, it is also her choice for Zhang Xiaohan.

Occasionally, she would leave the cave and sit by the pool. Occasionally, Mu Hibiscus would come over. They would talk about what happened in the Nine Realms. Occasionally, she would think of Qianyao, the god who created a shocking career in ancient times.

Her heart gradually settled down until one day, she found that she rarely thought of the people around her, the Xiaobao, Mu Jin, Song Chensha, even Li Piaoxue, Yan Dao, and... Yan Qingshan that she should have thought of.

She seemed to have forgotten these monks and these people, but she clearly did not forget them in her heart. All she had forgotten was the responsibility she thought she should have. In fact, she did not have to be responsible to anyone. They had their own way of life, and she was the same.

In the vast world, it is because of the choices of every life for itself that are rich and colorful. The joys, angers, sorrows and happiness of every life have their own wonderful existence. Even gods have only viewed from a distance and should not interfere with it self-righteously.

As a result, the time for making talismans gradually decreased, and more time Zhang Xiaohan would look at a pool of lotus leaves silently. She gradually found that she had forgotten more, ascended the immortal platform, guided the messenger, Ye Xiaoyao, Lingxiao City...

Many monks have become passers-by in her life, making her wonderful background. Isn’t that the same? She has become a part of the lives of other monks, a gorgeous background prop.

She began to think of Di Xiaoyan, the only female cultivator who showed her no exchange, was so simple that she was dazzling. She also thought of Mo Shaohan, who was a friend in another sense. In the Shura Trial Field, the two of them stood shoulder to shoulder with their heads against their heads. They had seen each other's embarrassment and trusted each other. Later, in Tianshuang City, Mo Shaohan's existence was like a gentle spring breeze.

She did miss a lot.

Missed a lot of scenery and a lot of friendship.

Fortunately, she had time to remember.

Thinking of this, she was a little confused. She still remembered the memories of these things when her soul was burned, but strangely, she did not have the idea at this moment, which was completely different.

This is probably because of a different state of mind, a completely different state of mind.

Zhang Xiaohan was immersed in real memories. This time the memories were the people around her who were forgotten. She remembered all the people who had expressed kindness to her, even this person had done things that hurt her. It is strange that she seemed to have ignored the harm and only remembered kindness.

But she still avoided some people, and in her mind, she avoided those real injuries.

She didn't know that she hadn't thought about Yan Dao, the monk who had a profound influence on him, once regarded him as his true master. She respected him and loved him, and thought that he also regarded her as a disciple...

She didn't know that she hadn't thought about Fan Xiaofan, a monk she once thought she would go shoulder to shoulder to the future. She had cooperated with him so tacitly, but he was just a passerby in her life...

In the lower realm, these two monks hurt her deeply, and in the upper realm, the moment before her ascension, she had forgotten them from the memory of life.

She became a landscape beside the Black Miasma Mountain Pond, sitting silently and peacefully, her eyes gradually became clear and deep, and her smile gradually became indifferent.

Sometimes there is a spiritual light overflowing around her body, but shortly afterwards, it is filled with light. Every time it appears, corresponding auspicious clouds will appear above the head of Black Miasma Mountain.

Before Zhang Xiaohan knew it, when she seemed to be completely prepared, she ascended to her.

No one knows how he ascended to the fairy world. All the monks who ascended to the fairy world have experienced a long time of thinking. Those monks left alone, and went far away to a strange place.

No one knew whether they had truly ascended or fell. These top monks in the upper realm suddenly lost their traces in silence.

There was no farewell look or the farewell applause, as if it had never existed. Their arrival might be vigorous, but their disappearance was silent.

This is true for others, and isn't it the same for themselves.

The distant sky shone brightly, as if a meteor was flying, concentrating, as if time and space were shifting in front of her eyes. She stared at her body and watched her body be pulled in the tunnel of time and space.
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