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Five hundred and ninetieth eight chapters God

Seeing that Beigong Qin's expression changed, the two stood there in a daze and did not dare to continue talking. After a while, Beigong Qin squinted her eyes and a cold light suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Continue to do it! If he doesn't make him live or die, I won't be surnamed Beigong! This is the end of offending me!"

The two of them looked embarrassed after hearing this. Although they both surrendered to Beigong Qin on the surface, they couldn't help but think in their hearts that they could offend anyone in the future, but they would never offend the villain who was vengeful. The man on the left whispered: "But..."

"But what?" Beigong Qin shot two cold gazes at the man, and immediately scared the man so much that he didn't dare to continue talking. Beigong Qin brushed her sleeves and snorted coldly: "I am now valued by the master. Who dares to touch a hair of my hair? Even Qiansha Yufeng dares not, let alone a disciple who was expelled from the Yunwu Academy decades ago?"

After hearing this, the two of them remained silent. Beigong Qin looked at them coldly: "What?" The two of them hurriedly raised their heads: "Okay! We will do whatever Brother Beigong says. I will have someone to kick their list tomorrow."

"Hmph!" Beigong Qin brushed her sleeves and looked up at the bright moon in the sky: "So what if it's so powerful? I don't believe it yet. He, a disciple who was expelled, dares to come to Yunwuyuan to cause trouble for me. If you dare to come, then I dare to destroy it!"

After hearing this, the two of them didn't say anything. While Beigong Qin was not paying attention, they looked at each other, shrugged and smiled bitterly. One of them asked, "What should I do with Senior Brother Beigong, Qiansha Yufeng? Will you continue to go to their place to collect the mysterious stones?"

"Cake it! Why don't you!" Beigong Qin said coldly with his eyes, "I just provoked him, so what? With my current power, can't I fight against him, Qiansha Yufeng? Xiao Chen is the first, he will be the second! Thousands of years later, Yunwuyuan will no longer have Ye Cangming's name, but I, Beigong Qin!"

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the two of them: "Forget it, what's the use of telling you this? How can the sparrow know the ambition of the swan? You can go back."

...

In the colorful forest.

"Does the young master think this is better?"

"Yeah, okay...it's okay, thank you Ningyan."

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in the pool water and used his skills slightly. With the help of Condensing Yan in the past six months, his skills have returned to the early stage of Nirvana. Although his realm has not yet returned to its peak, his grade has risen a lot more steadily than before.

Turning around, Xiao Chen looked at Ningyan quietly. He had known each other for half a year, and it was half a year since that night, but the other party's body did not change at all. Maybe it was just a dream. He couldn't take anything away and could not keep anything.

"Young Master, why are you watching Ningyan doing this..." Seeing him looking at him like this, Ningyan slowly lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and she was still as shy as if she had known each other for the first time.

Xiao Chen smiled softly: "No, Ningyan, let's go out for a walk. The corn in the field over there should be harvested today."

He remembers every day. He remembers how long the time has passed, but he is no longer as anxious as before. The two planted some vegetables in the open space behind the yard. Sometimes, he will remove insects, water them, and surround them to prevent small animals from making trouble at night.

Watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, and watching the clouds roll in the sky quietly. Perhaps this world is not the only hope for becoming an immortal.

Everyone in the world wants to become an immortal. Qianyu Nishang wanted to become an immortal back then. Now that her wish has come true, she has become an immortal king, so what? But she is just guarding the cold heavenly palace in vain. Xiao Chen, I, nostalgic and watched the spring flowers and autumn moons, but how much worse is she than an immortal?

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen smiled, Ningyan held his hand, and when he saw him suddenly laughing, he also smiled and said, "What's the matter with your son secretly having fun again? I won't tell you about it to Ningyan, Humph!"

Xiao Chen held her hand, took a deep breath, and looked at a white cloud in the sky: "I'm thinking that everyone in the world wants to become an immortal, and some people even framed the people they were closest to. They flew to the Cold Heaven Palace alone and hung in front of thousands of years. Have they really never regretted it?"

Ningyan smiled sweetly, leaned his head gently on his shoulder, and said softly: "As long as you are with the young master every day, it doesn't matter whether you become an immortal or not!"

"Yeah." Xiao Chen smiled gently and stroked the hair on her ears.

The two of them were like this, practicing double cultivation during the day and morning, walking around in the afternoon, sitting on the roof at night looking up at the starry sky, until Ningyan leaned against his shoulder and fell asleep. Time was like an arrow, and the years were like flowing. In a blink of an eye, more than half a year passed, and spring was already blooming outside.

It has been more than a year since Xiao Chen's decisive battle against Qiansha Yufeng. Now no one has mentioned the name Xiao Chen again. Only in that courtyard, there will be a woman's coughing sound from time to time, and from time to time, there will be a sound of opening and closing the door.

Qin Tianyu and others lived a miserable life under the suppression of Beigong Qin this year. Every day, people were beaten up. Each of them wanted to leave, but each of them didn't leave and were waiting. Even if they were beaten to death by Beigong Qin's people, they had to wait for their brother Chen to wake up!

Every time Xu Ling'er and Chu Xuanxuan see Xiao Chen unconscious and have lung disease, and their skills are worse than those of the Qixi Festival in the 19th century. After returning at night, they would have cried several times. If it weren't for them, Xiao Chen and Qixi wouldn't have happened.

The struggle between Beigong Qin and Qiansha Yufeng was getting more and more intense. The two sides had gradually evolved from the initial secret struggle to the open struggle. The people on both sides fought hard when they had disagreements. Last month, there was a serious conflict over the regional dispute, and in the end, several elders came to stop it.

The disciples were ungrateful and had a big fuss, but the three real people, the elders and even the Three Saints, were busy these days. The three real people were frowning these days, setting up large defensive formations everywhere, not even a corner, as if they were faintly indicating something...

In the colorful forest, Xiao Chen and Ningyan were practicing with their eyes closed. In order to avoid damaging the yard, they had already arrived at the natural pool outside. White fog rose around the pool water. The two sat cross-legged in the pool, and white smoke came out above their heads. After a while, the pool water was bubbling. Ningyan frowned and said, "It's so hot, young master, I can't resist it."

"Okay, go up first and stay away from me." Xiao Chen still closed his eyes. In the past six months, not only has his skills recovered, but he even reached the peak of nirvana three months ago. In the past three months, he failed three times to attack the transformation of the gods.

Ningyan walked out of the water, picked up the dress on the shore, trotted to a flower tree in the distance, turned around and looked at Xiao Chen quietly, with a faint feeling of worry between his eyebrows.

At this moment, Xiao Chen concentrated his eyes and kept making seals in his hands. As time went by, several phantoms that were exactly the same as him slowly appeared near him. The phantoms had different expressions, either angry, smiled, or sadness.

As Xiao Chen continues to make seals, the phantoms will make various moves, even talking and laughing. Of course, this is just a phantom. If it is realized, it will be a clone magical power that only the god-transforming cultivators have. Not every god-transforming cultivator can cultivate clones, and some may not be able to cultivate clones even when they reach the Mahayana.

Even if you practice clones, different people have a huge degree of proficiency. Some people are very good at clone art. For example, Feng You, who was able to control his clone even if he was thousands of miles away, even the clone has the consciousness of the original body, and even the clone can become clones again.

Time passed little by little, Ningyan looked at the pool without turning his eyes. The dress in his hand fell to the ground and didn't know that it was not known. Suddenly, the entire pool was shrouded by a beam of light descending from the sky. The beam of light seemed to connect to the heaven and earth, as if at this moment, Xiao Chen was about to ascend in the sun and flew into the nine heavens.

After one stick of incense, the light column still did not dissipate, and Xiao Chen did not make any noise. Ningyan became more and more nervous, his heart was beating, and his body began to tremble slightly. She was afraid that Xiao Chen would suddenly go to heaven and leave her alone here.

At this moment, a pair of warm hands suddenly hugged her from behind. Ningyan was startled and turned around to see that it was a person who looked exactly like Xiao Chen, and exclaimed: "Who are you! Don't touch me!" As he said that, he quickly broke away from the man, picked up the dress on the ground to cover his body, his face was pale, and he quickly stepped back.

However, as he retreated, he hit another person. The man also looked exactly the same as Xiao Chen, and smiled and said, "Ningyan..."

"Ah!" Ningyan was frightened and hurriedly dodged. At this time, the light pillar above the pool finally faded away. Xiao Chen's feet flew over. At this moment, the "three Xiao Chens" surrounded Ningyan and raised their heads and smiled.

Ningyan then understood what was going on. Seeing the "three Xiao Chen" surrounding him, and before he could put on his clothes, he quickly covered his body with his clothes, lowered his head, and said anxiously, "Young master, you hate it! Come back quickly! Don't... don't mess like this! I'm angry!"

"Haha!" The three Xiao Chen raised their heads and smiled, and suddenly they merged into one again, and said with a slight smile: "Ningyan."

Ningyan's nose was sore, and he rushed over and hugged him, his voice choked: "Just... I just thought the young master had gone to heaven..."

"Silly Ningyan..." Xiao Chen hugged her gently. For more than a year, if she had to help her, she would not know what fate would be like now. Even if she did not become an immortal in the future? She would never give up her. But for some reason, she suddenly felt some bad premonition in her heart.

After a while, Ningyan suddenly felt Xiao Chen's body becoming hot. Only then did she realize that the two of them were not wearing clothes at this moment, and they just hugged each other like this. She wanted to break away, but Xiao Chen hugged her tighter instead.

"Young Master, let's go back to the house..."

"It's okay..." Xiao Chen smiled gently and slowly placed her on the grass. However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness all over his body, followed by a sudden feeling of fatigue. No matter how he resisted it, he could not stop it.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?" Ning Yan gently supported him and asked with a frown.

Xiao Chen covered his forehead. He understood what was going on with this tiredness. He was finally about to wake up in the real world. It has been more than a year and he is finally about to wake up!

"I...I...condensing the smoke..."

Ningyan smiled gently, knowing what was going on, slowly put his head on his chest, and said softly: "Young Master is tired, go to bed..."

Gradually, Xiao Chen closed his eyes and leaned against her soft chest. His body slowly faded, and eventually turned into a little spot of light and disappeared...
Chapter completed!
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