The red dragon fruit turned into wisps of smoke, which were absorbed by the song and circulated among the internal organs in the body.
Bang! A formation of light erupted beneath him, and the ninth dim sword suddenly lit up.
The nine phantoms are invincible, who can compete with them? Qingge slightly opened her eyes, her gaze was seductive, and an indifferent smile appeared on her lips.
The area under the ice was like an abyss on earth. The moment Qingge opened his eyes, it seemed like a hurricane was blowing by. The sword was unsheathed and its edge was revealed! At least half of the red dragon fruit suspended in the air had not been absorbed. Qingge
After consolidating the cultivation status of the Nine Phantom Spirits, they then devoured and refined the Red Dragon Fruit.
The swallowed Red Dragon Fruit Qi runs along the internal organs for seven small weeks before sinking into the True Essence. The refined Red Dragon Fruit Qi that sinks into the True Essence is extremely pure. After polishing the muscles and veins, it clears the Xuanling bottleneck!
The stars forge the viscera and trunk, the phantom soul cultivates longevity, and the mysterious spirit breaks through the wall to open up the mind. This is the beginning of the way of heaven! All the red dragon fruit energy is absorbed by Qingge. After Qingge purifies and tempers the red dragon fruit energy, it is condensed in
The soul rushes into the Xuanling Realm in one go.
Breaking through a big realm is not an easy task. Fortunately, Qingge has the immortal energy, red dragon fruit and the nine-turn reincarnation elixir left by Qin Lingzu of the Temple of Heaven to help him break through.
Qingge's consciousness seemed to have come to a blank and shining time. She was surrounded by blazing warmth, and a red gold door stood in front of her.
The red gold gate towers into the clouds and spans the nine heavens, like a divine gate that has stood for eternity.
Concentrate your energy by singing softly, and knock on this door with your spiritual consciousness.
The red gold holy light, the inner wall door of the soul, is the bridge to communicate with the mysterious realm.
If you want to open three doors, you can understand the Xuanling Way! The first door is life! Qingge looked at the door of life and sighed softly.
“If I am not hungry or cold, God has never failed me, and if I have not made any progress in learning, why should I be against God?
Even if God punishes me, I still have a way to survive. May God help me to break this door."
Close your eyes and sing softly, your consciousness moving slightly.
She has always been like this when it comes to cultivation, with a heart of awe, without daring to be proud or arrogant. She is just a student who is thirsty for knowledge in the vast world, and is practicing asceticism on the road of cultivation.
She once complained about the unfairness of the world, lamented that the sky has no eyes, and even determined to be a free-spirited little person who goes her own way.
In the process of seeking knowledge along the way, she saw the prosperity of the world and felt the beauty along the way. Even though she knew about God's punishment, she never complained again.
She is willing to take a breath of the awe-inspiring spirit and become an upright person! She is willing to protect the people of this ancient land and those smiling faces.
Click, click! Xuan Ling Sheng door, open! Qing Ge grinned.
God has never failed her, nor has she forgotten her past sufferings.
The first of Xuanling's three gates, the Sheng gate, is enough to kill most of the cultivators.
There are even countless practitioners who have stagnated here for decades, but in the end they were unable to break through and died in depression.
In One Hundred and Eight Lands, the person who broke the record for the shortest lifetime was said to have made One Hundred and Eight Lands excited in just half a month.
When Qing Ge opened the Xuan Ling Sheng Gate, it only took ten breaths.
Such a fast breakthrough speed can shock countless people when they look at the vast and vast world! The second path: the door of death.
This is the purgatory on earth, the Wangchuan River, Naihe Bridge, Meng Po Tang, and Pan Lang Lai by the Sansheng Stone.
Qingge's consciousness appeared beside the Sansheng Stone. She was wearing a dark black gauze skirt and looked towards the Sansheng Stone.
It is said that every cultivator who comes to the Xuanling Death Gate will see the Sansheng Stone differently according to his destiny.
On the edge of the Sansheng Stone in front of Qingge, densely written names were written.
A voice rang out from the Immortal Stone: Rumor has it that if the deceased passes by the Sansheng Stone and misses someone, he will give up the qualification to be reborn and use his last energy to carve the name he misses on the side of the Sansheng Stone.
From then on, they are no longer allowed to be reincarnated. They are not qualified to embark on the path of reincarnation in every life, and can only become lonely ghosts in the world.
Such wild ghosts have no home, not even Yama will accept them.
Qingge was surprised... was it her imagination?
Why does she think the Immortal Stone has become a spirit?
In the past few times, the Immortal Stone gave important information at critical moments. Qing Ge only thought that the Immortal Stone was a great magic weapon.
But when she was able to discern through the three gates of Xuanling, the sound of the Immortal Stone made her seriously suspect that the stone had become a spirit.
It's just that Qing Ge doesn't have the energy to think about the Immortal Stone now, and is focused on breaking the Xuanling Death Door.
Qingge was surprised to find that there were many densely packed characters on the Sansheng Stone. It could be seen from the fonts that they came from different people.
They each wrote down their thoughts and were too stubborn to leave.
Qingge doesn't understand why she can see other people's thoughts... Could it be that Sun Wukong has fiery eyes and golden eyes, while she has yin and yang eyes?
Admittedly, this explanation is a bit far-fetched, but other than that, Qingge really doesn't understand why this is the case.
"It is rumored that only descendants of the God Clan can see other people's thoughts by the Sansheng Stone."
Stone of Immortality.
Qingge: "..." Well, a descendant of God...why didn't this guy say that she was the daughter of the Jade Emperor?
Rushing back to heaven to inherit the throne?
Qingge rolled her eyes and ignored it, thinking only about how to break through the death door.
At this moment, Qingge's pupils shrank slightly and she took a big breath of air.
What...did she see?
In the light of countless longings, she saw a name.
Yes, the words Ye Qingge are engraved on it, as if they have tried their best.
At this moment, she seemed to see a lonely soul that was stubborn and refused to leave, guarding the Sansheng Stone every day.
He had stored up his strength for a long time, and it took him a long time to write Ye Qingge.
He leaned against the Sansheng Stone every night, muttering: That girl has a hard mouth and a soft heart. She is most afraid of being alone. What will she do alone... If she has obsessions in her heart, she will not be able to die.
He waited and waited, watched and watched, staring into the abyss, but waiting for the light.
Finally, he saw a Bodhi tree rising from the ground, and he emerged from his cocoon and turned into a butterfly in the darkness.
His wings are like yellowing dead leaves, made of bodhi leaves.
He stopped on the empress's palm and kissed her.
...In front of the Sansheng Stone, Qingge shed two lines of clear tears, which slid down her chin and formed beads. However, she smiled like a flower, raised her hand, and caressed three powerful words with her fingertips.
Every stroke is a thought.
There are too many ridiculous things in this world.
She is not afraid of wild ghosts and lonely souls, but is afraid that the nightmare will not be able to find her way home.
How lucky she is to have someone who loves her deeply.
If the price is divine punishment, why not?
Even though she is mortal, she can still withstand the disaster of divine punishment! Normal cultivators, when walking through the Xuanling Gate of Death, usually cross the Naihe Bridge, drink a bowl of Meng Po Soup, and then wait.
Taking advantage of time, slowly open the door.
Qing Ge split the Sansheng Stone with one palm and destroyed the Naihe Bridge with one sword. When her long sleeves danced, the evil aura shrouded the abyss. She saw the river of Forgotten Blood flowing over her knees, and beside her were blossoming flowers.