I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 101
Suddenly, Yang Youqi sighed.

Get rich and sigh.

Qin Yuan was wondering what happened to Lao Yang.

Yang Youqi said: "I wonder if there are life flowers in these spirit stones?"

Qin Yuan looked Yang Youqi upright.

Only then did I realize that Yang Youqi had almost broken through to the realm of refining gods.

This means that there is a catastrophe waiting for him.

"It's just a catastrophe, you don't even have confidence"

Li Jiaxuan raised his eyebrows.

Yang Youqi's face darkened.

You are a little monk in the mountains and seas, who gave you confidence.

"Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up"

Qin Yuan comforted.

Yang Youqi nodded.

Then, he glared at Qin Yuan.

It's hard to get to where I am today, and it's impossible to give up.

The sky suddenly changed color.

Ah, this is about to cross the catastrophe.

Not at all prepared.

Qin Yuan looked at Tian Jie nervously.

Soon, Qin Yuan was no longer nervous.

It's not that I am crossing the catastrophe, why am I nervous.

Yang Youqi took a deep breath and said: "I have a grandson named Yang Zhenning, who is a genius. You have all seen it. If I fail, please take care of him."

"Relax and go"

"farewell"

Yang Youqi's mouth twitched.

No matter how it sounds, you are cursing yourself to death.

These two bad friends.

"Or forget it, if you don't take this step, you can still live for more than 800 years, if you fail, you will lose everything"

Qin Yuan said again.

Yang Youqi shook his head, took two steps, stopped again, and said solemnly: "I have a gift for you."

"Please say"

"Don't be idle anymore, people who are better than you are still working hard"

"Then what's the use of my hard work?"

Yang Youqi was choked for a long time speechless, sighed, and rushed into the changing situation.

Qin Yuan and Li Jiaxuan sat on the ground.

Chicken feet, peanuts, and drinks are placed on the floor.

Eat and chat.

"I heard two messages"

"The master of Mount Sumeru failed to cross the heavenly tribulation and died."

"That expert?"

Qin Yuan was puzzled for a while before he remembered that there was such a person.

"What about the other news?"

"The founder of Taipingdao, Zhang Taiping, had an old injury and broke out."

This news completely stunned Qin Yuan.

This one was also defeated by the years.

The vegetation dies in autumn, and the pines and cypresses survive alone.

Qin Yuan sighed in his heart with complicated emotions.

"Look at Yang Youqi"

Li Jiaxuan stretched out his hand and pointed.

Qin Yuan raised his head.

I saw Yang Youqi took out the ancestral training and looked at it seriously.

I'm almost over the catastrophe, and I still have the heart to read the ancestor's precepts.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yuan's expression became strange.

What Yang Youqi read was actually a letter written by him, the content of which was to see other people's experience in crossing the catastrophe.

"Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring. When the sky is clear and the cranes line up on the clouds, the poetic sentiment will be drawn to the blue sky. This is to tell future generations that the more they face adversity, the more they must be high-spirited. Uncle Qin's words Realm, I can never catch up in my life."

Yang Youqi said with emotion.

Qin Yuan: "..."

If I remember correctly, when I wrote this letter, it happened to be sunny, and he wrote the poems from his previous life in it on a whim.

It has nothing to do with Dujie.

"Old Yang, that poem is nothing special, just concentrate on surviving the catastrophe"

Qin Yuan reminded.

Yang Youqi was angry: "Your grandfather is the person my grandfather admired the most. How could the poems he wrote have no special meaning, you unfilial descendant?"

This mentally handicapped.

Qin Yuan cursed in his heart.

With a bang, a thunderbolt split Yang Youqi into charred black.

Yang Youqi had to concentrate on crossing the catastrophe.

In the eyes of the people present, they hit the sky again and again.

More and more injuries.

The breath is getting weaker and weaker.

"Lao Yang, it's fine if you can't do it"

Hearing Qin Yuan's words, Yang Youqi's breath became much stronger.

this is okay too.

Qin Yuan said again: "Don't force yourself."

Yang Youqi's breath became stronger again.

Li Jiaxuan, who also reacted, said: "At first, I planned to give him back the position of the supervisor, but now it seems that I don't need it."

boom!
Yang Youqi opened his eyes and rushed towards Thunder again.

After half an hour.

After Yang Youqi's tribulation was over, he sat cross-legged in the void, absorbing spiritual energy from all directions, and recovered his body.

After a while, return to the ground.

The first sentence is: "Are you really giving me back the position of supervisor?"

"certainly"

Li Jiaxuan said without hesitation.

He has no interest in being a prison officer.

If it weren't for Yang Youqi's failure to live up to expectations, he would have long since ceased to be a supervisor.

"Thank you"

Yang Youqi cupped his hands in thanks, turned around and there were not many people around, and asked strangely: "Where did everyone go?"

"I went to search for the Overlord's Tomb, are you going?"

Qin Yuan said.

Yang Youqi shook his head: "Don't go, with our cultivation base, we must die a miserable death."

It's self-knowledge.

Qin Yuan looked at Li Jiaxuan again.

"I'm not going either, not because I'm afraid, but because I don't take the Tomb of the Overlord to heart."

Li Jiaxuan said disdainfully.

Qin Yuan chuckled.

Attention turned back to Shinkyo.

now.

Shenjing.

Three million sword immortals came from all over the world.

The grandeur of the scene has never appeared before.

"Have you found Qin Cao, Li Jiaxuan?"

Li Shoumin, who was holding a note in his hand, frowned and asked one of his subordinates.

He placed high hopes on Qin Cao and Li Jiaxuan.

At the critical moment, all disappeared.

It would be a lie to say that you are not angry.

"Someone saw them leaving the city a few days ago, and my subordinates searched all over Youzhou but couldn't find them"

The subordinate replied.

Li Shoumin's expression became strange.

He thought of the incident where he and Qin Yuan fled together every time there was a big change.

"It's fine if you can't find it"

After Li Shoumin finished speaking, he looked up at the starry sky, and murmured in a voice that others could not hear clearly: "This time I won't run into the starry sky, right?"

It was a good guess.

Qin Yuan said heartily.

After a while.

"This time, we only need to win and not lose"

Li Shoumin said to himself again.

The true face of 300 million sword immortals.

No one knows better than him.

In a word, premature aging.

If you don't defeat the Holy Emperor while you have your last breath, you will only end up being boiled frogs in warm water by the Holy Emperor.

Time passed little by little.

The 300 million monks finally arrived.

It suddenly snowed in the world, giving people a gloomy feeling, which seemed to indicate that the trip would not be too smooth.

"To be honest, I really don't want to fight this battle, but I have to fight it. The Holy Spirit family looks down on us and is afraid of the power of faith, so they didn't do anything more extreme. In the future, the power of faith in our body can still be relied on." How long, everyone knows."

Li Shoumin paused for a moment, and roared: "This battle is fought for ourselves, and also for future generations. If you fight with one punch, you will avoid a hundred punches."

"Hit a punch, lest you get a hundred punches"

"Hit a punch, lest you get a hundred punches"

……

The roar of 300 million people shook the sky.

"Set off"

Li Shoumin waved his hand.

Thousands of teleportation arrays are activated.

Soon, 300 million sword immortals appeared on the large island to the west of Xiandao.

"Brother Li"

A large number of figures appeared in the west.

Lin Dong arrived with the troops from Mount Sumeru.

The number of people is much smaller than that of Li Shoumin.

But all are strong.

"Brother Lin, I remember that you didn't go this way before"

Li Shoumin laughed.

Lin Dong just smiled and didn't answer.

An old man named Zhuge Yi said a word to him.

And regard other people's suspicious eyes as a lamp of will-o'-the-wisp, boldly go your night way.

Li Shoumin turned his gaze to the Immortal Island, which is like a fairyland, and murmured: "Has the Buddha attained the Holy Spirit?"

Lin Dong smiled slightly, lifted his chin, and said confidently: "The Buddha can't cross, I will cross."

The two looked at each other and laughed.

The tense atmosphere dissipated.

"Count three numbers together, all at once"

Li Shoumin's voice was mixed with spiritual thoughts, and it spread to the ears of Ten Thousand Sword Immortals.

It was passed to the ears of 300 million sword immortals through tens of thousands of sword immortals.

"three"

"two"

"One"

300 million Daoist gods of faith turned into sword energy flocked to Xiandao together.

Li Shoumin felt horrified when he saw this scene.

The next scene was as expected, Xiandao was annihilated.

"It worked"

Li Shoumin felt relieved all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, 300 million Sword Immortals cheered loudly.

They only had one blow to kill each other.

Boom!

A figure soared into the sky from the ruins.

It's a golden Holy Spirit, a circle bigger than the Holy Spirit that appeared before, and it's also much older.

His whole body was tattered, and he looked like he was about to die.

(End of this chapter)