I became a god in the world of cultivation by answering questions

Chapter 92 Senior is already in the Golden Wonderland

Chapter 92 Senior is already in the Golden Wonderland

"It's so strange. The power of Qi is so majestic. Even the head brother has not reached this level. Who is he?"

Master Xuanling forced a smile on his face: "There seems to be the aura of other strong men in the true energy? I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. Even if I cultivate for thousands more years, I still won't be able to reach this level."

Taoist Master Qingyang thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, remembering the mysterious senior who appeared decades ago: "Senior brother, no one knows about the master of our sect so far, could it be her? "

"It's hard to tell. The familiar sword energy is indeed mixed with the true energy, and it seems to be stronger than before. This battle is extraordinary!"

Several sect leaders arrived at Tianmo Ridge with their swords flying with suspicion.

A group of disciples were discussing among themselves on the plain deep in the valley. They were sitting bustlingly by the stones, and their emotions were high.

"Today's battle was really tough! I almost lost my life. I will definitely practice better in the future and won't be lazy anymore." One of the disciples sighed.

"How many times have I said that I should practice hard, but how many times have I read the eight classics seriously? Look at our Master Yunmeng, even at the peak of the Mahayana realm, we are still asking our seniors for advice!" Another disciple said contemptuously.

Master Xuanling was confused and asked quickly: "What senior?"

"Master Master!"

"Master!"

"Hello, master, uncle!"

When the disciples saw Master Xuanling arriving, they were as excited as if they were reborn after a disaster and seeing their loved ones again.

Six years of experience allowed them to grow and understand the importance of the masters of Hongluan Hall to them.

If it weren't for their master's teachings to them, they would have died at the hands of the Demon Religionists as early as the first year of their training down the mountain.

Master Xuanling nodded and turned to look at the bright red figure: "Junior sister Yunmeng, are you injured?"

Seeing that Fairy Yunmeng's clothes were somewhat torn, she asked with concern: "How is your health? Is the injury serious?"

Taoist Priest Qingyang also quickly took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, took out the elixir, and handed it to Fairy Yunmeng.

Fairy Yunmeng shook her head and sighed: "It's okay now. Fortunately, I met the powerful senior of our sect!"

"What's going on? Why are your clothes in such tatters? Also, what's going on with the cold sword energy in the air? Are people from the Heavenly Demon Sect here?" Master Xuanling looked worried.

"That day, the demon sect ghosts were extremely cunning and hateful. They took advantage of my unpreparedness and released dark magic weapons like the Wuling Soul Nail. I almost lost sight of you because of this. Fortunately, the seniors of the sect took action and helped me suck it out. The Wuling Soul Nail in the body."

Thinking of the thrilling battle scene just now, Yunmeng couldn't help but feel lingering fear. Even if she was a strong person in the true fairyland at that time, she might not be able to break through the encirclement intact.

"Senior?" Master Xuanling was startled and didn't know why: "Which senior? Can you see what he looks like?"

"She is a girl in a bright yellow dress, holding a sword that is as cold as the sky. However, she is wearing a mask. It is not clear what she looks like. I can only tell that she is a very young woman."

Yunmeng thought about it carefully for a while, then added: "That sword artifact is weird, it seems to be a great artifact."

Upon hearing this, Taoist Priest Qingyang became more and more psychedelic.

Since she is a senior in the sect, how could she be a young girl?

"Junior sister! Are you sure you are not dazzled?" Master Xuanling also became more and more confused.

Fairy Yunmeng rolled her eyes and said in a contemptuous tone: "I'm not an idiot, how could I see it wrong? Even if I see it wrong, can they also see it wrong?"

She pointed at the group of disciples who were staring blankly at them.

"Yes! Master, she is a very young woman!" The words of the disciples immediately burned the CPU of his leader, and Master Xuanling couldn't help but frown.

He tried hard, but he couldn't think of such a person in Hongluan Palace.

"That's all, just hope everyone is fine. When the Demon Sect reappears in the world, there will be another bloody storm. We must return to the sect as soon as possible to make preparations."

"Yes!"

On a cliff not far away, a man wearing a black mask had sinister and cold eyes.

"What a gathering of talented people in Hongluan Palace! The Veiled Fairy! Let's wait and see!"

Hun Dan turned his palm over, and in the wide palm, a black lotus exuded a dark red and strange light, slowly emerging in the void.

"I want you to bury the dead members of the Heavenly Demon Sect with you!"

Among Senior Han Bing's secret skills, the secret of breaking through the Taiyi realm has quietly been in his hands.

"When I understand Old Man Bing's experience and break through to the Taiyi realm, I will come to settle accounts with you one by one!"

After saying that, Hun Dan waved his hand and disappeared into the cliff.

Master Xuanling returned to Hongluan Hall with a group of disciples.

The Yunmeng fairies took their seats one after another.

"Regarding the mysterious senior of the sect, what do you think, brothers, sisters, and disciples?" Master Xuanling sat in the main seat, wearing a white cloud-colored Taoist robe, looking noble and solemn.

Gu Mingyue talked about killing Tao Zhu with a double-flowered gold hairpin, and also mentioned the Jade Flute sword technique and the Jade Flute Guiyuan Palm used by the other party.

Master Xuanling was surprised and asked quickly: "Mingyue, do you know the identity of that person? Did she give you the talisman on the gold hairpin?"

Gu Mingyue's eyes widened and she said with a confused look on her face: "I don't know. She has guided me to practice many times. I only know that she seems to be a senior who has been reclusive for a long time, but it seems that she has no ill intentions towards us."

Taoist Master Qingyang said: "Are they the Heavenly Demon religious followers lurking in Hongluan Hall? They want to secretly gain our trust and then annihilate us in one fell swoop?"

"No!" Fairy Yunmeng stood up and said resolutely: "If this is really the case, when I was entangled by the three strange monsters, it was the best time for her to take action. Not only did she not take action, she also used her internal power to turn into blood. Po Pearl, saved me."

As soon as these words came out, it was like setting off a huge wave, and several immortal masters present could not sit still.

"You said her internal energy can be turned into blood beads?"

"It is recorded in the sect's classics that only strong men with cultivation levels above the Golden Immortal Realm can be turned into blood soul beads. Moreover, the internal strength of the strong men above the Golden Immortal Realm is equivalent to life energy. It is impossible to let a person who is not a close relationship A strong man from the Golden Fairy Realm does this!"

"Let me think about it carefully. Is my ancestor related to a certain senior?"

"It's incredible!"

Everyone started talking about it. The word "Golden Immortal" had such an impact on people.

Among the millions of monks in Canglan Continent, there are less than a few dozen monks who can reach the realm of true immortality.

Because of the many difficulties in cultivation, which are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, only a few dozen people among millions of people can reach the True Immortal Realm. Therefore, in the Central Plains, the True Immortal Realm is the average person who is a top cultivator, and there are all the people below the True Immortal Realm. The saying of ephemera.

Those who can reach the true fairyland are already geniuses among geniuses, let alone the golden fairyland.

(End of this chapter)

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