The welcoming light cast by the Tianmen did not immediately take the person being welcomed out of the lower world. Perhaps it was deliberately leaving time for the person being welcomed to say goodbye to their relatives and friends.
When Mu Sheng ascended, An Qingli specifically told Mu Sheng to be careful with his words and deeds when going to the upper realm, and not to act based on his temper.
Now that thousands of years have passed, I don't know if Master has regained his luck in the upper world.
An Qingli thought about his master Mu Sheng, the corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Ancestor Qingli, Ancestor Qingli!"
In the crowd, Ji Xiaopeng waved and shouted excitedly and reluctantly.
It's this guy again!
The little tiger looked down on the sparrows this season. Everyone was looking forward to such an exciting moment, but this guy was yelling again to ruin the scenery.
When Ji Xiaopeng saw An Qingli looking over again, he cleared his throat specially, and then his anger sank into his Dantian, and he shouted excitedly: "Welcome Ancestor Qingli to ascend to heaven!"
Ascend to heaven?
The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched slightly. If she hadn't watched this guy grow up, she would have rushed out of the light-receiving array and kicked him a hundred feet away.
Suddenly there was a strange silence. How could such a guy survive to this day if his surname was not Ji.
Qiu Xuanjing's brows furrowed into the character "Chuan" again. It seemed that certain things required him, the sect leader, to personally take action.
Ji Xiaopeng looked at An Qingli in astonishment. Why didn't he see the expression of praise and relief that he should have on the face of Ancestor Qingli?
Ji Yanjin accepted Ji Xiaopeng into the sleeve robe.
Qiu Xuanjing stepped forward, bowed his hands respectfully, his energy settled in his Dantian, and he mobilized his spiritual energy. After deliberately brewing for a moment, he shouted: "I wish you, Ancestor Qingli, that you will get your wish and ascend to the fairy world!"
An Qingli's face finally showed a smile as expected.
As expected, the sect leader did this kind of thing in a solemn and dignified way.
All the Tianyun clan and An family members bowed their hands and respectfully wished sincerely: "I wish Patriarch Qingli will fulfill his wish and ascend to the immortal world!"
The moving and celestial music still lingers.
The tens of millions of people present were also affected by this inexplicable infection. They were grateful for the alchemy master's gift of the best spiritual energy, and shouted in unison: "I wish the ancestor of Qingli to achieve his wish and ascend to the fairy world!"
Millions of people shouted in unison, the scene was magnificent and boundless.
The shouts shook the sky, soaring into the sky, covering up the sounds of the immortal music.
An Qingli, wearing a green shirt, raised his hand and responded with a bow: "I am in the upper realm, waiting for you all."
The sound was like thunder, spreading throughout the world.
Some people are enthusiastic about it. Now that the fallen immortals have been eliminated, it may not be impossible for them to ascend to the upper realm in their lifetime.
The evil cultivator from the north also spoke, and responded excitedly and sincerely: "Ancestor Qingli, may you enjoy immortal blessings forever, and live as long as heaven!"
Countless people responded excitedly without even thinking about it: "Ancestor Qingli, may you enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as heaven!"
An Qingli's mouth twitched again, why did her painting style become so weird when things came to her.
Although it is said that enjoying the blessings of immortals and living as long as the heavens is indeed an extremely beautiful and serious wish for the immortals in the upper world.
The phrase "May you enjoy immortal blessings forever and live as long as heaven" in your ears carries the blessings of thousands of monks and never goes away. Even a few little ones like this blessing very much.
Just like wishing ordinary people a long life, which young man wouldn't like to hear it.
That sentence echoed in the sky, and countless people shouted it impassionedly.
An Qingli and Xiao Jintan were probably the only ones left, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
In the voice of passionate blessings, the little fox moved closer to An Qingli's arms. Thinking about the depressed expressions of those people who vomited blood when his family Mu Sheng ascended, looking at Qingli's current ascending scene, this treatment is simply heavenly.
Different places.
Obviously his family, Mu Sheng, was also a great contributor to this lower world, and he also trained a good apprentice like Qing Li.
The fairy music, which was covered by the shouts, became a little more enjoyable.
An Qingli's figure finally began to move upward, slowly at first and then gradually faster.
"Qingli, wait for me!" Shangshan followed up and activated the Lianxin Pearl.
In the light of reception, An Qing looked down at the fence and nodded lightly.
Here it is again!
Xiao Jintan realized again that perhaps an important promise needs to be repeated three times to make it appear solemn.
Ji Xiaopeng excitedly poked his head out of Ji Yanjin's sleeve and said "Huh" in surprise, why there was no vision of ascension.
Grandmaster Mu Sheng has them, nine peacocks.
Ancestor Qingli is more powerful than Grandmaster Mu Sheng, how could he not be?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said "Hey", a black...black cloud came over the sky and covered the earth.
Black clouds?
What is that?
Countless people looked at the black cloud above their heads with shock in their eyes.
Some people have thought that ancestor Qingli would have a vision of ascension.
That vision was either a fairy grass from the upper realm. After all, the ancestor of Qingli was extremely talented in alchemy.
Either a phoenix will do, either a red fire phoenix or a blue ice phoenix. After all, the ancestor of Qingli really has the mythical beast phoenix by his side. It is said that a certain unborn expert has calculated the fate of the phoenix.
But why, it turned out to be a black cloud, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectation.
However, those evil cultivators in the north were inexplicably excited. As expected, the Qingli Ancestor who used Bone Umbrella Poison Pill Netherworld Fire had a close connection with these evil sects.
Maybe in the future, when he ascends to the upper world, he will still need the help of this evil ancestor, who is both good and evil.
"this……"
Orthodox Taoism has never liked the color black, just like Buddhism has always loved gold.
"It's Xiangyun!"
The Tianyun Sect gathered together to understand their ancestors and made the final decision.
The ancestors of Buddhism also proclaimed the Buddha's name: "This is Xiangyun, and he is the person who is destined to be my Buddha."
Everyone did not notice anything wrong under the black cloud. Instead, they sensed some kind of vigorous vitality. They recalled what happened to An Qingli and Buddhism in the past, and decided that the black cloud was an extremely rare auspicious cloud.
But those evil cultivators didn't care and decided to record An Qingli in the sect's historical materials and put him in their evil camp.
There are 730,000 people in the Bianlan Realm recorded in historical records. The demons from the upper realm were reincarnated and cast themselves into Taoist gates by mistake. They eliminated the fallen immortals from the upper realm and tried their best to turn the tide and save the Bianlan Realm from danger.
However, only An Qingli at the highest point and the few little ones beside him could clearly see the scene above the black clouds, looking down from above.
Above the black clouds, all kinds of fairy grass and spiritual plants are lush and vigorous, verdant and thriving.
Therefore, the soaring vision of their green fence, where there are some ominous black clouds, is clearly a piece of extremely fertile black soil.
Its green fence has no earthly spiritual roots, but the Ascension Vision is a fertile land, and it is really weird and tight. No wonder those people below can't guess it.
An Qingli lowered his head and looked at the fertile land with a thoughtful look on his face.
Little Jin Tan was happy, no wonder the one who formed a bond with this majestic and sacred plant was his family Qingli.
It turns out that everything is determined by destiny.