After Yinyin left, Qin Lang slowly closed his eyes.

‘Yinyin, you are just a frog in the well, you can only see the sky at the wellhead, how can you know the vastness of the world and our ability?’

...

After the conversation that night, Yinyin never looked for Qin Lang again.

The two disciples of the Supreme Palace were arrogant and too lazy to pay attention to it. Only Xiaoxiao had nothing to do every day, ran to Qin Lang and urged him to tell fun things. For Xiaoxiao, everything outside the sword village was so fresh, and Qin Lang's words were even more vast and boundless.

"Are there really countless stars in the universe, and countless true immortals who can move mountains and seas and live for millions of years? How about they compare to the ancient cemetery immortals or kill real people?"

Xiaoxiao held her cheek with her hands, and she was indescribable.

"How can one hundred thousand people kill the real person, how can one fight against a finger of the real immortal? A drop of blood in the real immortal can shatter the stars." Qin Lang said calmly.

"nonsense."

Two disciples of the Supreme Palace passed by and sneered directly.

One of the young men in white sneered, "The real man is the number one earth immortal in the Divine Void Realm. He has been invincible since three hundred years ago. Except for the Holy Lord of Hongshi in the ancient sect, all the supreme giants in the world are willing to take advantage of it. How could anyone beat ten thousand him? Even the immortals do not have such ability."

"If you are surnamed Li, you can just brag and deceive the little girl. With Senior Sister Yinyin here, I really think she can marry Miss Xiaoxiao?" Another person shook his head and said.

Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned red and her hands clenched her fists.

"No need to pay attention to them, how can the frogs in the well know the vastness of the sky?" Qin Lang said.

After the two disciples of the Supreme Palace left, Xiaoxiao drooped her little head and said with a frustrated face:

"Master Qin, they all said that I don't have any talent for cultivation, but I just have a mixed spirit root of fire. In the future, I can only find an elite disciple to marry in the sect. But I also want to be as arrogant as my sister, standing above everyone else, having a chaotic relationship with each sect and peer-age people... But I guess I will never be able to do it in my life."

In the divine realm, talent is divided by spiritual roots.

The lowest is the miscellaneous spiritual root, then the lower, middle, upper, and even the best spiritual root.

The roots of the spirit are the lowest, and there is no hope of enlightenment in this life. Only the top-grade spiritual roots can you peek into the realm of the earthly immortals. Like Chi Lie, the immortal body, or the top-grade spiritual roots of the black and wind and thunder, will be even stronger.

The girl also knew that she was just talented, and she had been suppressing her heart and didn't say anything.

"Little girl, you are not a mixed spiritual root. You are the peacock divine vein. In the future, you are destined to reach the Nine Heavens and compete with the genius sons of all races. How can these people know the true gods without eyes?"

Qin Lang laughed.

Under his golden eyes of Lihuo, although Xiaoxiao looks ordinary, deep in his soul, there is a peacock spreading his wings and about to fly, red flames and bears, as if burning the sky.

"Peacock's Divine Vein?"

He smiled and said.

"The universe is vast, with thousands of divine veins. The powerful son of the powerful is in the divine vein, but the peacock is the supreme fire-type master and the supreme divine beast. The peacock's divine vein is the top of the divine vein, and he looks proud of it. Those with the peacock's divine vein will surely become a god, and they will have hope of returning to the emptiness, and you can even get a glimpse of the true immortal."

Qin Lang said calmly.

The divine vein is similar to the divine body, but the divine body is cultivated by the acquired nature, while the divine vein is obtained innately. The Kunpeng Heavenly Map that Qin Lang practiced is strictly a kind of divine vein. However, Kunpeng is a top divine beast, even in the divine vein, which is very powerful.

"Really?"

Xiaoxiao was stunned. Her pair of gray and beautiful eyes looked at Qin Lang and suddenly a hint of luster appeared.

Since then, Xiaoxiao suddenly became quiet and no longer jumped alive. She just stayed by Qin Lang every day, listened to him talk about some basics of cultivation, and began to work hard.

Under the roar of the earth-shaking beasts, the ascension meeting arrived soon.

...

The Shangting Pavilion is located on the bank of the eight thousand miles of Longjiang River, pointing directly to the sky. At the highest peak in the middle, there is a high platform standing tall. The younger generations of Shenxu have fought swords and discussed the Tao here, competing for the leader of a generation, thus leading the ruler of Shenxu.

"It is said that in this generation, there are many talents in the genius. The goddess of the Snow God Palace, Taiyin, has a peerless appearance. The black song and wind and thunder in the Lei Zhen Palace. The Young Master Chi Yan is even more a fairy fetus in the Taoist body. Unfortunately, they all fell in the secular world. Otherwise, any one of them would be the strong contender for the leader this time."

Someone sighed.

"With them, but I am still countless geniuses in the Divine Void Realm." Another man said proudly:

"Wan Ming of Leiyin Mountain is said to have cultivated into an indestructible body of Vajra at a young age, and is only one step away from the Great Vajra body of Zen Master Longxiang. Although Xianfei, the chief of the Snow God Palace, was defeated by Taiyin in the battle for the goddess, he was only half apart. Yin Yin, the senior sister of the Supreme Palace, was full of Wuji, and was even more powerful than the world."

"Not to mention the Red God Sect, Fan Ran Realm, and Lei Zhen Hall each have their own true teachings, which complement each other, and don't forget the one from the Taigu Shangshu."

Speaking of this, everyone suddenly became quiet.

Yazi!

The son of the ancient sect, the son of the ancient real person, is said to have magical powers when born, and a pair of eyes can illuminate the Nine Nethers and control time. His cultivation is extremely powerful, and he can surround the entire divine emptiness, and he is invincible to the younger generation.

"I, Shenxu, Tianxu, and I can't imagine how beautiful it was when they all ascend to the heavenly beings and overlook the world. How could other worlds, including the secular world, be enemies of my Shenxu!"

An old man sighed.

Qin Lang and his group happened to walk past the mountain road. When they heard everyone's conversation, Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed a little inferior and leaned against Qin Lang. Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Yinyin's beautiful eyes.

The Ascension Conference is in this courtroom.

But there are very few people who can climb to the high platform, overlook Longjiang, fight and discuss Taoism. Most of them can only stay at the foot of the mountain and look up at the high platform. As time goes by, more and more warriors and monks come from all over the world of the Divine Void Realm.

The Ascension Conference, which will be held once every fifty years, is the greatest grand occasion of the younger generation!

It is said that many earthly immortals will come in person to watch this battle. Whoever can beat the heroes in court is the leader of the young generation of contemporary times, and even have the opportunity to grab the fate of immortality and take the lead directly on the way of heaven.

"It is said that there is a dragon in Longjiang that has been practicing for thousands of years and has a strong cultivation level. Every fifty years, it will leave the river to sacrifice and refine the inner elixir to the moon. If it can absorb its elixir, it is very likely to enter the heavenly beings in one go and save decades of hard practice."

"It's a pity that few people have been able to do it for hundreds of years. Only the Fuzhu Zhenren and Zitong Zhenren have surpassed the contemporary times and seized the dragon's alchemy."

Yin Yin looked into the river from afar and said lightly.

Everyone was fascinated by leisurelyness, and the style of the seniors made people yearn for it.

"Master Qin, how powerful would it be if I could cut the river with one sword like Zi Tong Zhenren in the future and force the old dragon to spit out the alchemy energy for me to practice."

Xiaoxiao raised her little face and said enviously.

‘The dragon that has been practicing for thousands of years is full of treasures. If it can take its inner elixir, plus the holy son and many spiritual medicines, it will definitely make the medicine go further...’

Qin Lang was staring at Jiang at this time, almost drooling, and then he heard this and said:

"Zi Tong Zhenren, that's just a chubby chicken. I can beat him with one hand. Xiaoxiao, don't learn from him in the future!"
Chapter completed!