Chapter 3285 Living up to the journey of thousands of miles!
Over the past hundreds of years, the Fushou Ankang Sect has accumulated too much good fortune, and now, all of it has been given to her! Qingge raised her chin, closed her eyes slightly, and enjoyed the refreshing comfort.
The suffering that the world has given her has never stopped, but the blessings also continue.
The most ridiculous thing is that she is not only a person punished by God, but also full of good fortune... There is nothing more beautiful in the world than this.
When the purple light dissipated, it was very quiet in front of the door. This door of good fortune, longevity, and well-being, everything returned to zero, and then waited for the person who opened the door, absorbing their blessings, and then returning the blessings of boundless longevity! Singing slowly, he turned around, and the hem of his clothes was light.
Drawing a semicircular arc, his mist-filled eyes looked at the people around him indifferently, "Is it difficult to open this door?"
Everyone with dumbfounded faces said: "..." Isn't it difficult...?
Ji Yue put her fist to her lips and coughed dryly. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise. His girl was really cute.
And Li Yuanhou, who only had a crack opened, looked as ugly as a pig's liver. You know, Li Yuanhou was able to open a crack because he got some luck by following the master of Ziyun Palace to Tianji Tower in advance. Even so, it was only a crack. Dong Di
The door was completely opened... isn't this too weird?
If it weren't for Fushou Ankang Sect's inability to cheat, everyone around would have tacitly suspected that Qing Ge was cheating.
Qingge didn't seem to feel everyone's gaze, and she touched her chin and thought for a while and said: "It is indeed a bit difficult..." Everyone: "..." Is it really... difficult?
Why do they think this guy can open the door easily and effortlessly?
Qingge looked around and looked at the owner of the village, Yang Hong, who was standing at the foot of the steps: "Master Yang, the incense has burned out."
Master Yang came to his senses, nodded slightly, quickly walked up the steps, and came to the door of Fushou Ankang. He took a deep breath and said, "I just made a mistake because I didn't judge correctly. Dongzhou, happiness and longevity are boundless!"
Singing softly and smiling... The cultivators were stunned. As a result, Bihailin, Fushou Ankangmen, Zhonglinshan and Dongzhou each ranked first.
Could it be said that in this year's heaven-sacrifice ceremony, Dongzhou's strength is compared with Zhong Linshan?
Qingge walked down leisurely and handed the elixir she had refined to Ye Xuanji, "My ribs are cracked, but I'm still trying to be strong. Please heal your wounds and leave the ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven to me."
The corners of Ye Xuanji's eyes were moist, "Empress..." Qingge smiled and patted Ye Xuanji's head: "I know the injustice you have suffered."
When she opened the door, she knew that the Fushou Ankang Gate was deliberately locked with some secret method. She thought that when she was in Bihailin, Ye Xuanji was in the same unfair situation.
Whether it is Li Yuanhou or Palace Master Ziyun, since those who dare to harm her through the following cruel means, don't blame her for being ruthless.
Behind the Fushou Ankang Gate, the major independent masters will receive discussions from people from all over the world, which will last for an afternoon.
Five square formations were drawn on the plain at the foot of the mountain. Qing Ge, King Zhong Lin and others were sitting in the square formations, waiting for the practitioners to ask for advice.
Obviously, most of the cultivators came for King Zhong Lin, and some dark masters went straight to the Lord of Darkness without hesitation. These two people were so popular that there was a long queue behind the square formation.
Qingge stood in the square formation, and there were quite a few people who wanted to ask her for advice. It was said that the empress' reputation had caused a sensation.
The first person who came to Qingge for prenatal education was a spiritual master with some achievements in the spiritual field. He had survived several thunder tribulations, and his spiritual energy was the best! Qingge’s spiritual field was among the gods.
The domain is also remarkable and ranks high.
This spiritual master is a 150-year-old man, full of energy, with bright eyes, and a gray robe with several patches, which is quite simple.
For those who persevere in cultivation, it is better to walk the great road, pursue the true meaning, and devote this life to the world. I have no regrets.
The spiritual master did not look down on the young girl like others. He was standing opposite Qing Ge, bowing his hands and lowering his head slightly: "Dong Emperor, excuse me. I heard that Dong Emperor's spirit is famous all over the world, and I learned about the ceremony of worshiping the heaven.
The old man has left the mountains and forests and came here to teach me."
Qing Ge's eyes suddenly dawned. There were ten spiritual eradicating needles inserted into her soul. How to use her spiritual power... So, Qing Ge smiled slightly and raised her hands: "Senior, please -" "You are in the spiritual realm."
Everyone, I will not be merciful, please the empress must take it seriously, so that I can live up to my thousands of miles of journey!"
The old psychiatrist shouted in a low voice, his eyes widened, and when he spread his arms, the psychiatrist in the thunder nest condensed a storm, like a heavy mountain, and directly hit Qing Ge.
Qingge formed seals with her hands, sealed the thunder nest, and tried to fight against it.
Boom! When the mental power collided, Qingge flew out of the square formation, pulled out the Mingwang sword and stuck it on the ground, and then stabilized his figure.
The people around were in an uproar, "Sure enough, senior is still senior..." A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Qingge's mouth, she raised her hand to wipe it away, and calmly walked into the square array, cupping her hands: "The spirit of senior is far beyond the reach of junior.
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The old man suddenly shook his sleeves, glared angrily and whispered: "Do you look down on the old man?
I have traveled thousands of miles just to have a discussion with your little girl, and you are so perfunctory?"
The old man who is also a spiritual master knew that the spiritual power Ye Qingge used was not powerful and was just a cover. In fact, she did not use her spiritual power at all! "Empress, I am one of the best among contemporary spiritual masters.
I have not been out of the mountains for eighty years, and I have concentrated on studying the spirit. I know that a spiritual wizard has emerged from the realm of the gods. I came out of the mountain specifically to see what state your spiritual power is and whether you can carry forward the spiritual field.
And is this the result of the old man rushing to Mingyuan Villa?
Empress, please fight against the old man again, use all your spiritual power, and let the old man see how strong you are!"
The old man shouted.
Qingge felt as if there was a huge boulder pressing down on her chest and she couldn't breathe. While the old man was admiring her, why didn't she want to have a hearty fight?
It's just that she can't do it... Ji Yue pressed her eyebrows lightly, her eyes were filled with smiles, she looked deeply at Qing Ge, her hands behind her were clenched tightly.
In the land of Qinglian, he ignored a very important thing... Qingge lied to him, saying that old man Xuanji was the king of medicine and had used Shenzhi grass to treat her and the goddess's spirit-removing needles, and how to refine the Shenzhi pill.
It was also taught by the King of Medicine.
When he saw that the girl was calm and full of energy, he took it seriously. Seeing that she was unable to use her mental power at the moment, Ji Yue realized later and broke out in a cold sweat.
So...is this...Ji Yue looked at Qingge complicatedly, not only angry, but also distressed and helpless.
Over the past few years, this has always happened, and I have to shoulder big things by myself, treating his fiancé as a decoration.
Ji Yue slowly closed her eyes, her heart already crying...