Chapter 937 Take it from the sky and return it to the earth
It was just dawn when Xiao Ni'er's shouting and noise could be heard outside the main hall.
"Wow, Old Turtle, you have finally advanced to the sixth level. Hahaha, okay, okay. From now on, you will be the number one demon king thug under my throne. Whoever doesn't like you will be beaten from behind."
Xiao Ni'er rushed out for dozens of miles, circling around the humbly smiling Turtle Fudo, his arrogant voice sounding unflattering.
Turtle Fufu was full of gratitude, meticulously saluted, and said hello.
He was able to get ahead thanks to King Carp's glory.
If it weren't for the adventure he went to the Yanyuan Secret Realm to earn merit, and if Carp King hadn't been deceived by Yang Shuilan and given a large piece of dragon bone to him before entering the Moling Secret Realm, it would have been really difficult for him to successfully break through the realm and achieve his wish.
He was tired of staying in the lower realm, and he had long been looking forward to being able to ascend to the upper realm to practice.
The temple masters, Tu Kun and Lu Zijin, came out of the palace after their morning lessons and chatted with Guifang Fudo for a while. When Chen Qingqiao, who had advanced to the sixth level in earlier years, arrived, since he agreed to mediate the conflict, of course he had to be strong.
This is what the saying goes: "If you are weak, don't bear heavy loads; if you speak lightly, don't persuade others."
Without further delay, the group set off and flew to the southwest.
Near Biyifeng, the elusive old man You suddenly appeared and joined the team, making it even more lively.
Xiao Ni'er carried a palm-sized fiery red figure on her shoulders, which was transformed into a small fire that had been practicing in the Lihuo Pearl for many years. She had a lot of fun playing with Xiao Huo all the way, and she never said a few words to fight with Old Man You.
He opened his mouth and suddenly said: "Master Guanzhi, let's take a turn to Liuzhi River and see the lady named Yang."
She still remembered that her mother-in-law was not promoted, and she ran away from home countless times. She never remembered her mother-in-law's overnight feud.
It's all my fault that my uncle made my mother-in-law distracted, and she wasted nearly a hundred years by running around with her.
Otherwise, with the qualifications of the empress and a three-hundred-year-old red fruit in her hand, she should have broken through the barrier long ago.
"Lezi sent word a few days ago that your mother-in-law has successfully advanced to the sixth level and is currently in seclusion to stabilize her cultivation. It is not appropriate for us to go and disturb her. We will wait until Shui Lan comes out of seclusion."
Tu Kun said with a smile that he deliberately waited for Xiao Ni'er to ask before telling him.
Everyone has their own fate and fate. Yang Shuilan has finally caught up. She can make more preparations in the next twenty years.
"You...have gone too far, you are all bad people!"
Xiao Ni'er bared her sharp teeth and ran to the front with somersaults and small fires. She was so happy, but when she thought about twenty years later, she would not see Sha Niu'er and Hu Qiang'er for a thousand years.
A little disappointed.
She hopes to have as many playmates as possible, and they all want to listen to her.
The spectators, Tukun and the others burst into laughter.
Chen Qingqiao was innocently shot and said: "Xiao Ni'er, you wrongly blamed me. I really don't belong to the same group as them."
"Hey, who would believe this? You are all in the same group, and you are all bad people."
Xiao Ni'er was determined to wrongly accuse the upright Chen Guanzhu, give him the title of villain, and then beat him up with a stick, which would save trouble.
"Haha, Lao Chen has always been with us. Those who are arrogant will be arrogant. There is no need to argue."
"Yes, how can you get away with Lao Chen if you do bad things?"
Lu Zijin and Tu Kun tried their best to pull Chen Qingqiao into the water. Chen Guanzhu couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to admit it.
The group flew over the sea area, reunited with Zhao Zhu'er who had arrived, and headed south in a mighty manner. Eight sixth-level masters came forward, with enough momentum.
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Nanyuan Continent, the mouth of Longwei River.
On both sides of the river more than thirty miles apart, the human race and the demon race lined up their troops and stood ready. The masters of both sides were flying in the air, the atmosphere was solemn, and the evil spirit was soaring to the sky.
The "Feiliu Island" in the middle of the river has formed a certain scale after more than a hundred years of sand and soil deposition.
The dragon-tailed river god Chi Qing and a group of river gods and water demons hid uneasily in the distant river, at the boundary between the sea and the sea. They did not dare to be angry, let alone speak out, and were always ready to flee for their lives in the sea. They did not dare to provoke them, and did not dare to provoke them.
Chi Qinghe God does not want to participate in the war between the two clans. In the past forty years, he has given up the Longwei River territory that runs through the Nanyuan Continent again and again. Now he has retreated to a hundred miles of land with Feiliuzhou as his stronghold. These hateful guys are still not here.
He was willing to let it go and actually used this place as a decisive battleground. He was really angry.
He is a small fifth-level river god who dares not block the car with his hands. He will lose even his last piece of habitat and will become a god with no fixed abode. It makes him sad to think about it.
Maintaining the current golden body requires a huge amount of incense.
The territory was lost, and the people and believers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait fled and died. How could he survive the next twenty years?
It felt like every day was like a year, and he just wanted the promotion test to come as soon as possible.
"Sir...Sir, there are monks outflanking us from the northern sea. Let's leave quickly."
A fourth-level Hebo pointed to the sky in the distance, alarming the unaware Chi Qinghe God.
Chi Qinghe God hurriedly looked around, and was pleasantly surprised to see a few familiar figures among them. The leader was none other than Zhang Guanzhu, who had broken through seclusion in Feiliuzhou back then. He told his men to avoid hiding in the water, and he got out of the river, tiptoeing
When you touch the water, you salute and greet you respectfully, but you don't dare to put yourself in danger and stay away from the water.
"Chi Qing pays homage to Taoist Zhang and all the seniors!"
He secretly hoped that Zhang Guanzhu came here to mediate the conflict between the two clans, otherwise eight masters with whom he could not recognize the cultivation skills came, and they were all chatting and laughing, not paying attention to the confrontation between the two clans dozens of miles away.
Indifferent.
"Fellow Taoist Chi Qing, you are polite. Please stay out of the water for a while until I go to talk to them."
Zhang Wenfeng smiled and stretched out his hand to help, and said very understandingly.
Chi Qinghe God was overjoyed and quickly stepped aside. He waited until the eight people had passed before returning to the water.
Flying to Feiliuzhou, Zhang Wenfeng looked around and looked at the human and demon masters on both sides of the river: "God also has the virtue of good life. You have been fighting for forty years. You are covered in blood and are possessed by evil karma. Don't think about it.
How to overcome the tribulation and ascend to the great event after twenty years?
Listen to Zhang's advice and stop fighting here. Each of you can wash away your bad karma according to your ability and prepare for ascending to the upper world. There is still time. If you insist on fighting to the death, then just pretend that Zhang has never been here, so feel free to do so!"
As expected, fighting at the end of the spiritual energy surge is the fastest way to break through and advance to the sixth level.
In just a few years, seven sixth-level masters have emerged from both the human race and the demon race, each with outstanding combat power. Of course, thousands of monks have died.
One general's achievements lead to the death of thousands of bones. Fighting complies with the rules of heaven's law of "taking from heaven and returning to earth", taking away others' destiny and achieving one's own cultivation.
Although it is a bit cruel and bloody, it is the only method summarized by predecessors.
However, it also takes time to resolve the bad karma. Whether it is the luck of the country, the luck of the clan, or Shinto means, if one mistake is not made, the body will not be able to survive the catastrophe, and the body will disappear, and the gain will not be worth the loss.
You Mengchang secretly sent a message to remind everyone: "The black sword hanging on Qi Qi's waist is the infamous Meteoric Sword. Jin Xingzhu is killing. Be careful of the Smiling Tiger's sneak attack."
"Don't worry, Mr. Donkey, I'm keeping an eye on him. If you dare to make a move, I'll cut him."
Lu Zijin sent a message and replied.
On the east and west banks of the river, more than a dozen monks and demons returned the favor.
"What Zhang Guanzhu said is reasonable. Ascension is a serious matter and the war can be resolved. We, Araki City, are willing to follow Guanzhu Zhang's advice and reconcile and cease war with the human race. Now let's see what the other brothers say?"
The black wave demon of Araki City shouted loudly.
In fact, both sides have been exhausted from the fighting and need a suitable step. Of course, there are militants among them who are making trouble. They hope to fight for their own interests for another ten years and create more tribal masters.
The other two great demons wearing the same pants as the Kurobo Daiyou of Araki Castle hurriedly agreed and expressed their willingness to cease the war.
There are two other demons who follow the trend, they can fight or stop.
A leopard demon named Ban wanted to come forward to oppose, but Lu Zijin, who had received the letter in advance, secretly sent a few threats. He dared not come forward. No one is stupid. Eight masters from the Fairy Spirit Temple came to mediate. In the distance, in the sea
I don’t know how many good players are hidden? At least Fang Bailan, who is inseparable from Zhao Zhuer, must be here.
If everyone really rebels against each other, the consequences will be bad.
"We, the demon race, are willing to listen to Guanzhu Zhang's mediation, but it depends on the choice of the human race on the other side."
The black wave demon discussed and quickly unified their opinions and shouted loudly.
He really didn't want to fight anymore, too many of his subordinates had died, so he finally asked Mr. Donkey and Zhang Guanzhu and his party to move. He was worried that if the fight continued, the demon clan would not be able to take advantage, and they would not even be able to protect themselves, because he had received some unfavorable news.
The numerous demon cultivators who lined up at the back let out all kinds of excited and wild cries like ghosts and wolves howling. After all, the majority were those who did not want to risk their lives to fight. The general trend was that warlike lunatics would not have the upper hand, and they would be drowned and unable to make waves.