High-level monks are afraid of thunder disasters and death, and are very reluctant to attract karma to themselves.
Therefore, high-level monks rarely take action against low-level monks, just like low-level monks who have the ability do not easily take action against mortals.
The younger disciples of the Tianyin Sect deliberately whispered to each other, which could be clearly heard by the other forces. However, the leader of the Tianyin Sect, with a smile on his face, let it go without any restraint or restraint.
The disciples of the Tianyun Sect were not angry. As soon as they came out of the secret realm alive, they wanted to fight with the Tianyin Sect again.
There is that fierce disciple who has already jumped off the shuttle to fight one-on-one with the Tianyin Sect in order to regain his face for the Supreme Good Lord whom he respects so much.
"Everyone go back."
Shangshan said calmly, raised his sleeves, and swept the angry-looking Tianyun Sect disciples back to the shuttle, and at the same time raised his hand calmly.
A life-or-death invitation with gold letters on a red background landed on the Tianyin Sect's flying magic weapon without any warning.
The disciples of the Tianyin Sect were silent for a moment, looking at their leader with a look of shame on their faces, realizing very deeply that misfortune comes from the words spoken.
The low-level monks like them should not be involved in the conversation among high-level monks.
They probably know that the Greater Good is ruthless, but they don’t know that the Greater Good is so ruthless.
If you don't move, you will die; if you move, you will die.
This invitation to life and death is a life and death battle between monks of the same level and monks of the same level. If you don't accept it, you will be laughed at by the world. If you accept it, you may be beaten to death by the opponent.
But the monk's face is important, and if you don't accept it, you are a coward. If your heart is cowardly, your state of mind will be unstable, which will directly ruin your future practice.
"Shangshan, what do you mean!" The leader of Tianyin Sect looked ashen and his feet were a little weak.
This leader is a veteran late Nascent Soul elder, nearly 1,200 years old.
"That's what you think it means. At noon the day after tomorrow, we will enter Yintai and have a battle of life and death."
Not long after he entered the late Nascent Soul stage, Shangshan, who had just reached three hundred years old, slightly curled his eyelashes and flew away through the clouds.
He is a cruel person!
Under the clouds, all the forces shut up and led their own disciples back. In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected, and the junior disciples who practice Qi and build the foundation all admire and envy the strength of Shangshan. The female disciples are even more attracted by the superiors.
Impressed by Shan's beauty and strength.
There are so many female nuns who always like to sketch the appearance of a wishful husband in their minds. But after seeing the best of today, they know what the wishful husband will look like in the future. There is no need to sketch it again. If you keep sketching it, it will only be the best.
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"That boy from Shangshan, tsk" Mu Sheng's tone was a bit sour, and he was quite jealous. That boy from Shangshan always attracts bees and butterflies wherever he goes.
"A beautiful heart is the most beautiful. Master is beautiful." An Qingli quickly praised her. She was still standing on top of the clouds, beside Mu Sheng, waiting for the return of Patriarch Qi Si together with Patriarch Qi Xian.
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Ancestor Qixian stroked his long beard and looked at An Qingli with a smile: "You, the master's disciple, have a sweet mouth." In terms of skin alone, Mu Sheng is far from Shangshan, but Shangshan's appearance can be regarded as a good one.
The kind that ride Juechen.
An Qingli moved a little closer to Mu Sheng, looked up at his master, and said with great calmness: "My master is the prettiest!"
Beauty is in the eye of the lover, not to mention that the master is more reliable than the lover. He has given her so many life-saving means and helped her escape from death several times. He is like a reborn parent, so naturally he is more beautiful than the Supreme Good.
"Good apprentice! Good apprentice!"
Mu Sheng was extremely pleased and recited it several times. In his joy, he stuffed the fifth-level elixir recipe and the jade slips of his experience into a storage ring. He took An Qingli's arm and pressed the things into An Qingli's hands.
Inside the palm of the green fence.
An Qingli, who had not yet had time to study the fourth-level elixir, was flattered and hurriedly accepted the gift from her master. You must know that her other master of Baiyao was nearly a hundred years old before he came into contact with the fifth-level elixir. She is only sixteen or seventeen now.
I received a gift from my master at the age of 10. Of course I am extremely grateful.
"Thank you Master!"
An Qingli bowed slightly and then quickly sent a message to Mu Sheng: "Master, when we return to Xiaojing Lake, my disciple will also have something good to give me!"
"What good stuff?" Mu Sheng asked via voice transmission.
An Qingli blinked and said proudly: "It's a good thing anyway. Let's go back to the sect and take stock slowly."
Are you still counting them slowly? Mu Sheng was even more happy. What his good disciple meant was that there were more than just one or two good things.
Mu Sheng began to look forward to it.
Ancestor Qi Xian, who was standing aside, stared at the energetic master and apprentice, and said to himself, indeed, birds of a feather flock together, and people with this cunning and clever little virtue deserve to be master and apprentice.
The old glutinous rice dumpling thought together, turned into a few spots of light, and returned to Mu Sheng with a depressed look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Ancestor Qi Xian asked aloud, raised his hand to set a restraint to protect An Qingli, then grabbed her arm and hurried towards the sect.
The speed was so fast that one step would cover dozens of miles. It was like a high-level magic that shrunk the ground into an inch. Although An Qingli was safe and sound in the confinement, he could not see the scenery along the way clearly.
The scenery along the way, in her eyes, was completely illusory, leaving only a vast expanse of white.
Is this the power of the Tribulation Monk? Taking a single step is like crushing a high-level directional talisman!
The small foundation of An Qingli was built, and my heart was agitated. Although I was temporarily unable to reach it, my heart yearned for it.
"unlucky."
Qi Si followed closely with Mu Sheng. She had a round and rosy face, but now she was even more rosy and radiant, but her tone was full of depression: "Old mother Beiqiu is pregnant again."
"Are you pregnant again?" Ancestor Qixian sighed.
An Qingli, who was in restraint, listened with his ears pricked up. That old mother Beiqiu was in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation. With such a high level of cultivation, could she still be pregnant and give birth?
You must know that the higher the level of monks, the more difficult it is to reproduce heirs, and it is the same for male and female monks. Once the monks reach Yuanying, it is already more difficult to have heirs. If they want to leave their bloodline, they usually have to use some spiritual fruits and spiritual plants.
Those spiritual fruit and spiritual plants are not easy to find, just like the seventh or eighth level high-level spiritual plants, they are difficult to find.
"No, she still has a big belly, let me check it with my spiritual sense." Qi Si was very depressed, "I wanted to deal with the evil old godly woman, but she already has a fetus in her belly, which counts as a human life. If I do it, I will provoke trouble.
Cause and effect can only be given up temporarily."
"How could the old woman in Beiqiu be so fertile?" Mu Sheng said, "That woman must have given birth to a mountain of children. I heard that she gave birth to her 200th child a few years ago. How come this is the 200th child?"
One is also pregnant."
Two hundred and one?
An Qingli couldn't help but think of the secular world. Her father, who was responsible for childbirth, had almost a hundred children after ten years of hard work.
But her father, An Qihuan, is a male cultivator, so it would be easy to give birth to a child, but Bei Qiu's mother is a female cultivator, and it would take a year no matter what to give birth to. So what's the point of having such a child?
Aren't you afraid that your cultivation level will fall due to childbirth?
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