Cultivating to Become a Great Celestial

True immortal world, fairy cemetery.

The Xianling Cemetery was built on the highest peak of the true immortal realm, on the Tianling Snow Mountain known as the top of the world. The cemetery was newly built, and a group of heroes sacrificed in the real demon realm were buried inside. That piece of tombstone used the best strange stone in the true immortal world, and the words above were carved by the master monk Kongjing, the highest monk in the true immortal world, and each word contained Zen.

Standing in front of the tombstone, posterity can feel the courage of those heroes desperately, and give courage to life for the world.

"Actually, the first peak in the world was covered with snow all the year round. However, since the completion of the Xianling Cemetery, the snow has melted and the seasons are like spring." A middle-aged monk in plain clothes walked to the Xianling Cemetery. On the steps of the main door, he knelt down and bowed his head respectfully on the bright stone steps.

"Is it because of the formation method that spring blossoms here?" A voice asked.

The talking girl was a six- or seven-year-old baby girl, dressed in plain white clothes, and U Fa turned into a ball of hair, with two little white flowers on her hair.

"There is no formation, it is a natural formation."

"Will a natural formation be formed in such a short time?" A little boy asked in disbelief.

"Of course, these sacrificed monks are gifted physiques, that is, descendants of the Protoss. Even if they fall, they are also protecting our true immortal world." After finishing, the middle-aged monk raised his hand and said, "Well, come over and scratch your head After you enter the cemetery, you are not allowed to ask questions. "

Twenty newly-disciplined disciples immediately lined up in an orderly manner, respectfully scratching their heads at the gate of the cemetery, and then followed the middle-aged man to cross the gate of the cemetery one by one, only to break a threshold , I feel that the surrounding atmosphere is different.

In the cemetery, the aura was surprisingly rich. A group of young men and women couldn't help taking a few more breaths. At this time, the middle-aged man repaired his wrist and pulled out a bunch of white chrysanthemums from the storage magic weapon.

The children who followed him had everything to learn, but the things that everyone took out were different.

There are those who take fruits, some who have snacks, and all kinds of beautiful stones. At that time, the master said that everything is important. They can share their favorite things with these sleeping heroes. The hero seems to be the most Fruit-loving.

One of the little girls proudly took out a large number of red and fresh spiritual fruits and set a row in front of the tomb. When she bent down to put the fruit, she glanced at the words on the tombstone, and suddenly felt the blood surged, and her eyes became wet with it.

She saw a young man, even with bruises all over his body, fighting a monster. The little girl had tears in her eyes, and a boy next to her smiled at her, even if she couldn't speak, the sly eyes clearly laughed and laughed and she cried.

As I walked along the way, I saw more and more tombstones, and the little boys and girls started to drop gold beans. When they reached the deepest part of the cemetery, a group of boys and girls all had red eyes and white clothes Clothes, just like a bunch of bunnies.

There is a Kunlun **** tree deep in the cemetery, and the owner of the Kunlun **** tree, that is, the gravekeeper of the graveyard, is said to be the most beautiful male **** in the three thousand realms. If he can get advice, benefit for life.

They saw the Kunlun Shenmu, because the damage was not small in the past. The Shenmu is not large now, and it is probably a few feet tall, but the branches are blue and faint. They were silent for a long time in the same place, and on the way back, they saw other disciples coming.

In the past, after the disciples got started, they would undergo trials for a period of practice. Now, their trial is to enter the Xianling Cemetery, experience the pioneering courage, and realize that life is hard-won. In addition, there are many powers to hide in the cemetery. If anyone can be lucky enough to be fancy, it is a great opportunity.

As this group of disciples was about to walk out of the gate of the Xianling Cemetery, the little girl who had put on the fruit suddenly made a noise and surprised Master, but she still couldn't help saying, "Fruit, my fruit ... "

"The fruit has been eaten by the fairy!"

That row of red spirits, there was no one left.

Middle-aged Master: "..."

With his eyes, he signaled the little girl not to make a fuss, shocked the predecessors in the graveyard, and then asked them to leave. It is not surprising that the fruit is eaten, and he is not surprised. But at this moment, the little girl was tripped by something when she walked, and she looked down, but it was a little straw doll.

She picked up the doll, and before she stood still, she was hit by something.

The little baby girl glanced at the culprit who smashed his head, and found that it was also a red fruit, much more beautiful than the one she took out, round and red, and the aura was seeping out of the fruit, thick like dripping water. Come.

This time, even the middle-aged master changed his face, "So, that's the Holy Fruit!"

"Thank you for your reward."

The little girl knelt down and shook her head, graciously. When she got up, she was still dizzy and turned, as if she was stunned by the fruit. It was difficult for her to follow the team and walk out of the mountain gate. She saw the little boy enviously watching her Fruit, eyes turned, "The red fruit was picked by us together, and I will share half of you."

You can speak outside the gate of the cemetery.

"I don't want it." The little boy grunted coldly and walked away proudly. It just took two steps and he stopped again, "You have to put away. This is a good thing."

"Is it good? I think it's good." The little girl took out a small silver knife and divided the fruit into twenty-one pieces. There was a trace of it. She divided the fruits among twenty new students, and even the middle-aged master was hard-pressed.

"Good stuff, eat together." After the portioning, she squeezed the tiny tooth in her mouth into her mouth, because it was too fragrant, she thought about it, and put the kernel in her mouth.

"Are we going to Xianling College when we go down the mountain?"

"Can the disciples of Xianling College be able to come up often?"

Xianling Academy was created by the Bai family in the true immortal world. It is said that Su Zhiyun is the only true god. Nowadays, people all over the world want to send their children to the academy to study, and the entrance examination standard of the academy is not just about qualifications, that is, even ordinary qualifications are promising.

The academy is not a martial art. Disciples of any martial art can go to the academy to learn the magical powers of the Tao. They call this the training.

"It should be, if you are good enough in the future, you can also go to the academy for further studies, and then you can often come to the Fairy Cemetery." The middle-aged monk smiled. ? "

"Yes, Master!"

...

Not far away, Dabai's eyes widened and he looked at the little baby girl who was still talking, whispering, "She's eaten even the core, it's pitiful."

Xiaobai: "You don't vomit nuclear sometimes."

"Are you going to give her a few more?" Dabai asked again.

"Let's talk about it later, they are now low-powered and poor, and it's better to eat less."

"Really not?" Xiaobai glanced at the sacred fruit full of trees in one day, feeling a bit tired, no matter how delicious the fruit is, it ’s too greasy to eat. In comparison, the little girl brought The fruits here are quite delicious.

And looking at it all day by day, Xiaobai suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, the owl is awake."

The owl has always loved to sleep. He never woke up some time ago. Su Tingyun thought that something had happened to him, but he felt relieved when he found that his breath was stable. They all thought that this guy would sleep for a lifetime, and now he finally woke up.

After the owl woke up, his eyes dripped, and he saw Su Zunyun and Bai Yan sitting under the big tree and playing chess. He flew out and returned to the world, and then he rushed to Su Zunyun and was touched by Su Zunyun. After a few hands, it stopped directly on the chessboard.

"what happened?"

The owl spread its wings, and a pine cone fell out of its wings. The pine cone fell on the chessboard and whirled round.

this is?

At first, the little owl slept on Bu Lao Song every day. Later, Bu Lao Song sacrificed his life, and the pine tree withered instantly and had no vitality. However, there is still a breath of life in this little pinecone. She doesn't know if a pinecone will be buried in the soil, will a small seedling grow?

She touched the head of the little owl. "Shall we bury it in one day?"

The little owl's head was crazy, and he returned to the world with pine cones.

Su Tingyun laughed, "If Laosong can really survive, that would be great!"

As the words dropped, she stared at the chessboard in surprise, "Oh, the chess pieces have been messed up, this game doesn't count." After flicking the sleeves, he completely messed up the chess pieces. She just made a bet with Baiji. If she loses, she won't be able to ...

A few days ago, she secretly read a copy of Shuang Xiu Che. The action inside was so shameful that she wanted to give it a try, but she was afraid that Bai Yi was not willing, so she planned to ask again after winning.

"It doesn't matter if it's messy, I remember it." I saw Bai Yan putting the pieces back one by one, and finally said: "That's right."

Su Tingyun: "..."

It ’s really a dog's heart!

At the same time, in Baiyun Realm, the elder Yan who traveled out and rescued a baby from the mouth of a spirit beast.

The child's mother was a demon who had just died.

Seeing that child, Elder Yan remembered the former Yan Yuqing. That was his only disciple, but he almost became the real devil who destroyed the Three Thousand Realms.

I didn't teach him well. All he knew was to let him cultivate and let him promote the killing faction, but he did not care about his heart.

He held the baby in his arms, and secretly made up his mind. This child, he will definitely teach him seriously, and teach him to be a good man, a good man who stands up to the ground.

The killer's sword is too harsh, it is still good to learn Hao Ran's righteousness, but even if he follows the show fish to learn Hao Ran's righteousness, he remains my disciple. After making up his mind, Elder Yan, who has been traveling everywhere, finally plans to return. He will bring the baby back to Mojian Tower and raise him as an adult.

"In the future, you'll be called Yan Yuqing."