Su Zhiyuan left and disappeared under the gentle fairy power blooming from Luo Chen.
Changxia Island has returned to its former tranquility, and the birds and animals are calm.
For a long time, within the defensive formation set up by integrating the original power of the Wuchen Fairy Realm, a gray-haired old man was walking forward.
He looked into the distance with cloudy eyes, looked at the direction Su Zhiyuan left and said with a fond expression: "I have arranged hundreds of reincarnations for this game of chess."
"Whether it's Xinglan or Ningzi, including Lingxi who carries the Ancestral Dragon Dharma, none of them can go to the sixteen great worlds."
"Talent is enough, but opportunity is lacking."
"That person will never allow an easy victory to be lost because of this."
"As for the chess pieces, since there are bright pieces that serve as pawns and confuse people's eyes, there must be hidden pieces that are unknown to others."
"Zhiyuan, you don't have a perfect dharma appearance or a hierarchical immortal body. You are the most inconspicuous one."
"But you are the original body of the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm, the third innate fetal spirit derived from this chaotic void."
"Hei Guo can sense everything in the lower world, except you."
"Take your time, it doesn't matter. You have 10,000 years to grow up, and you will eventually win this bet with me."
With a whimper, his figure fragmented into pieces and formed into dots of white light that surged toward the sky.
"Our family will be reunited."
"Reunion in China, reunion in Taoshan Village."
"The life you want, the pastoral life without competing with the world, will come as scheduled."
The lingering sound lingered in the clouds and lingered for a long time, but it was a pity that no one heard it again.
At the same time, Shui Yun Xiangong, the small courtyard where Suning lived.
Immortal power surged in the secret room, and the spirit gathering array flickered continuously.
A large number of middle-grade fairy crystals were absorbed and turned into fine particles of dust layer upon layer.
Suning's expression was painful, his face was grim in pain, and his whole body was shaking violently.
"It's not enough, it's just a little bit worse."
"The second level of True Immortal is close to Chi Chi, I must take that step."
"Xianli, all I lack is enough magical power to break down that door."
"so......"
Gritting his teeth, Suning threw out the third Qiankun bag since seclusion and roared loudly: "The immortal power is coming again."
"Crash."
The milky white stones poured out like beans, and with the blessing of the spirit gathering array, circles of thick white mist were created that obscured people's sight.
Suning formed a seal with his hands, and his Dantian was operating to the extreme.
The ten small flowers suspended above the head shine brightly, pulling the fluttering dragon and phoenix to devour the immortal power.
"call."
A strong wind blew up inside, creating waves.
At this moment, Suning seemed to be in a rough sea, letting the waves beat and drifting with the current.
He was breathing heavily and his eyelids were bulging.
The face went from ferocious and twisted to soothing and peaceful, and the violent aura gradually decreased until it was completely restrained.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
After a full hour, the terrifying sound caused by the immortal power calmed down.
Suning, who was covered in dust, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing uncontrollable excitement and excitement.
"Second-grade True Immortal, hahaha..."
"Sure enough, it happened three days faster than I thought."
"Senior Brother Ninth is right. The early stage of cultivation requires nothing more than a large amount of fairy crystal resources."
"Only after reaching the fourth level of True Immortal, the so-called mental bottleneck will appear."
With a smile on his face, Suning stood up in high spirits.
With one step, he stood quietly under the eaves of the front hall.
