Chapter 1696 Qing Yanjing’s anger, Futu Xuan’s pride
Author: Fengxingyunyixing
Chapter 1696 Qing Yanjing’s anger, Futu Xuan’s pride
The ancient pagoda clan, inside a black tower with a height of 10,000 feet.
Qing Yanjing sat cross-legged on the futon, her skin glowing with gleaming light, and eight bright moon patterns appeared engraved on her skin.
Eight divine veins, this is the divine vein that belongs exclusively to Qing Yanjing.
After being promoted to Heavenly Supreme, one's own divine veins will be able to be refined into spiritual veins and supernatural powers.
At the same time, the spiritual body of Tianzun will be completely perfected.
The Tianzun spirit body at that time was the truly perfect Tianzun spirit body.
And refining the divine veins relies on nothing else but one's own inner fire.
Deep inside the body, there is a chaotic space, with an eight-wheeled purple moon hanging high in the sky.
These eight purple moons are where Qing Yanjing’s divine veins are located.
I could only see Qing Yanjing stirring up the fire in my heart, and the fire in my heart was roaring continuously.
Finally, it wraps around the eight-round purple moon and turns them into eight-round fire moon, which looks extremely gorgeous.
Facing the burning heart fire, the eight-round purple moon seemed to be gradually melting.
The purple liquid dripped from above, but just after leaving Ziyue, it disappeared into thin air.
All that purple liquid was actually integrated into Qing Yanjing's flesh and blood.
As more and more purple liquid merged into her body, Qing Yanjing could faintly feel that her body seemed to become more substantial.
It feels like a piece that has been missing is gradually being filled.
Time passed quickly, and when about a few hours passed, the eight-wheeled purple moon hanging high in the chaos was already the size of a palm...
At this time, the eight-round moon pattern on the surface of Qing Yanjing's body became increasingly clear.
It was obvious that her body had involuntarily changed into the spirit body of Tianzun.
It is full of purple energy and looks quite mysterious.
The fire in his heart was burning, and under the gaze of Qing Yanjing's mind, the eight rounds of the purple moon were finally burned out.
The last drop of purple liquid dripped down and merged into the body.
At that moment, a strange feeling suddenly surged up in Qing Yanjing's heart, and then he saw the chaos vibrating.
Then, in the center of the chaos, a purple light spot suddenly appeared.
The purple light point expanded rapidly, and after a few breaths, it actually turned into a purple flame. The purple flame swelled in the wind and immediately burned brightly.
The purple flames burned blazingly, and there were actually eight rounds of purple moons rotating inside, exuding magical energy.
Qing Yanjing's body also had purple flames rising up.
In the black tower, the temperature soared rapidly in an instant.
"call!"
Gently exhaling a slightly hot breath, Qing Yanjing opened her beautiful eyes.
After refining the Eight Divine Veins in her body, her cultivation was completely stable.
And her heavenly spirit body also became truly perfect at this moment.
The purple flame gradually converged, and Qing Yanjing frowned slightly, with a slightly sad look on her face.
"A very good spiritual power, comparable to the top peerless powers."
A voice suddenly sounded in the black tower, with a hint of vicissitudes of life.
But upon hearing this voice, Qing Yanjing's pretty face turned cold, and her face was as cold as frost.
"Buzz!"
The space shook, and a figure appeared out of thin air inside the black tower.
It was a white-haired old man who looked ordinary. He didn't even have the slightest bit of spiritual power emanating from his body, just like an ordinary old man who was about to die.
However, the moment she saw the old man, Qing Yanjing frowned and said calmly: "What is the matter with the great elder?"
Yes, this ordinary-looking old man is the number one master of the Ancient Buddha Clan.
He is also the great elder of the ancient Futu clan, Futu Xuan!
A true saint.
He is the greatest contributor to the fact that the ancient Buddha Clan can maintain its status as one of the five major divine clans.
Looking at Qing Yanjing with a resistant look on his face, a trace of helplessness flashed in Futu Xuan's eyes, "Qing Yanjing, don't you regret it yet?"
"Repent for what?"
Qing Yanjing asked rhetorically.
"As a saint from the ancient Buddha tribe, I actually made a lifelong private contract with an outsider. Don't you know that this is against the rules of our tribe?"
"Our clan values bloodline. What you do is tarnishing the purity of our clan's bloodline."
"You have extraordinary talents and a bright future. We are even planning to get you married to Mahatian, the proud son of the ancient Maha tribe."
"When the time comes, with the power of your bloodline, you may not be able to get a glimpse of the ultimate realm."
"You are willing to degenerate and have sex with an unworthy person from that lower plane. Qing Yanjing, you still don't know your mistake?"
Futu Xuan looked at Qing Yanjing and said sternly.
In his opinion, Qing Yanjing's behavior not only violated the clan rules, but also hindered the bright future of the ancient Futu clan.
Knowing this, he was particularly angry.
The plan within the clan completely collapsed because of Qing Yanjing's actions.
Now that Qing Yanjing is married, how can she marry the ancient Maha clan?
This is a huge loss for the entire ancient Futu clan.
"You know I'm wrong? What's wrong with me?"
Qing Yanjing's eyes were cold as she looked directly at Futu Xuan, her face as frozen as ice.
"Great Elder, you are already old. How do you know what a true pride of heaven is?"
"What does it mean to surrender?"
"Being able to marry your husband is the greatest luck for me, Qing Yanjing, in my life."
"My husband was born in a lower plane, but his talent is unparalleled in the world, surpassing anyone in the world in the past and present!"
"Mahatian?"
"Who is he? He is not even worthy of carrying his husband's shoes."
When Lu Yunxiao was mentioned, Qing Yanjing's reaction was particularly fierce.
Lu Yunxiao was sacred in her heart, and she did not allow anyone to slander or slight him in the slightest.
In her opinion, Lu Yunxiao is the strongest and unmatched.
As for Mahatian?
What is that?
Are you qualified to lick Lu Yunxiao's toes?
Nothing!
"Haha, Qing Yanjing, you are really crazy and you are simply stubborn."
"I admit that Lu Yunxiao wanted to gain some fame by killing the Western Heaven War Emperor."
"But the Western Heaven War Emperor is not even qualified to be compared with Mahatian."
"How can Lu Yunxiao, a person from this lower plane, be as virtuous as the Godly Son of Heaven from the ancient Maha clan?"
"Qing Yanjing, there should be a limit to your dementia."
Futu Xuan scolded in a cold voice.
He didn't understand why Qing Yanjing was so obsessed with that grassroots from the lower plane.
Can that kind of stuff be compared with the gods like them?
I just don’t know what it means!
"Great Elder, you are the one who is suffering from dementia. You are old and confused."
"Also, Great Elder, if you lead someone to trespass into God's Realm and take me away, my husband will definitely not let it go."
"Won't you give up?"
"What can a person from the lower plane do?"
"But you can rest assured, as long as he doesn't seek death on his own, I won't kill him all."