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Chapter 1748 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (96)

The thunder came in a mighty way, and the spiritual energy above Xuanqingzong gathered towards Su Qinghuan like crazy.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the little fox flew towards the thunder cloud without fear.

Her sleeves were fluttering, and her face was absolutely dusty. She met the lightning and thunder with her body like this, and the strong collision of softness and rigidity made people feel like wanting to worship.

Zichen Immortal Venerable, who has been transformed into a god, has never seen such a scene in his life. Looking at the entire comprehension continent, who can be less than a hundred years old, and the front foot has just experienced the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, and the back foot began to face the transformation god directly. Tempered by Thunder Tribulation?
Zichen Immortal Venerable thought that he was already a dragon and phoenix among men, and his apprentice Ling Ruoxu, who was accepted a hundred years ago, was a peerless genius, but who would have thought that they were all compared by a little girl!
Thinking of this, Zichen Immortal Venerable burst out another mouthful of blood.

……

The Sect Master of Xuanqing Sect, who was supporting Zichen Immortal Venerable, was shocked. He could feel that not only Ling Ruoxu's journey to immortality was ruined by the little fox, but also the only living Huashen of Xuanqing Sect. Old Ancestor, the energy in his body is also passing away!
The most frightening thing was that the spiritual veins occupied by Xuanqingzong were supposed to bless their sect, but at this moment, the spiritual energy generated by those spiritual veins frantically gathered towards the little fox!

How can this be so? !
Is the way of heaven going to kill Xuanqingzong? !
……

Zichen Xianzun also saw the horror in Xuanqingzong's eyes, the white-haired old man was extremely desolate in his heart, and while vomiting blood, he held the Xuanqingzong's hand palely.

"It's in vain that I, Zichen, have been so smart all my life that I am so confused on this matter. If this girl dies under the thunder calamity or her cultivation level falls, that's all. Disadvantage! I was the one who implicated Xuan Qingzong... I am a sinner..."

Zichen Immortal Venerable said, a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat again, if he hadn't forcibly stabilized the cultivation of Huashen, he might have gone crazy like his apprentice Ling Ruoxu at this moment.

The Xuanqing sect master did not expect that one day he would see the Huashen elder who had protected the sect for many years turn into what he is now, and he held Zichen Xianzun's hand anxiously.

"Old Ancestor, you must not be discouraged. So Sect Master Su is just a junior, how old is she? You are already over a thousand years old, and you have seen many geniuses who have fallen in the middle of the journey. You will be able to support the sect until the day when the disciples of the sect ascend to the Tao. .”

"No, you don't need to comfort me, I can't see..."

Zichen Immortal Venerable smiled wryly, the white-haired old man looked at the woman crossing the sky in confusion at this moment, feeling infinitely desolate in his heart.

Could it be that he was wrong?
wrong?

Why is it that my apprentice's fiancée is so tough.

If she is really just a mortal, unable to cultivate for the rest of her life, she will not be able to do any harm to Xuan Qingzong.

At such a time, even if Immortal Zichen lived thousands of years old, he was still trapped in a demon, and he looked at the sky in a daze, blood gushing out.

Seeing this scene, the suzerain of the Xuanqing sect was so frightened that he almost lost his mind. He hurriedly took out a high-grade elixir that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the essence, and wanted to stuff it into Zichen Xianzun's mouth, but the white-haired old man stubbornly held down his mouth. hand.

"I know that I don't have much time. I owe the great trust of the sect. The head of the sect, Su Qinghuan's aptitude is heaven-defying, and her disposition is also excellent. If this Jurchen cultivates into a god, it is not a last resort, so you must not be with her." For the enemy, remember, remember."

Nowadays, there are not many seniors who have the cultivation level of transforming gods in the Cultivation Continent. They are either in seclusion, or just like him, looking at the cultivation level of transforming gods, their vitality is actually withered, and the time is numbered.

Feeling regretful, the white-haired old man looked at Ling Ruoxu, who was crazy and looked like an idiot beside him.

The apprentice he was so proud of, almost raised as his own son, has now fallen into this situation.

Is this really the backlash of fate against him?

……

The more the white-haired old man thought about it, the more he felt sad. He held his breath in his throat, and wanted to explain a few words to the suzerain of Xuanqingzong, but the lightning and thunder in the sky gradually receded, and colorful auspicious clouds rose gradually, covering the Xuanqingzong peak. The top shrouded in a dreamlike large glow.

The crisp singing of my phoenix bird came out, even if everyone didn't look up, they knew that this was a sign that Su Qinghuan had successfully crossed the catastrophe!

The white-haired old man raised his head in a daze, and the pain in his heart became more and more vivid. He looked at the stunning female cultivator in the wind in mid-air, and finally couldn't hold back the dead breath in his heart, and the breath was completely annihilated.

Zichen Immortal Venerable's rickety arm fell straight down. The moment he saw Su Qinghuan's success in crossing the catastrophe, the bystanders were amazed.

"Elder! Why do you..."

Seeing Zichen Xianzun's sudden and long death, the suzerain of Xuanqing Sect felt infinite sadness in his heart.

What made Xuanqing Sect Master suffer the most was that many disciples did not realize that the Elder Huashen who was in charge of their sect was dead, but one or two looked into the air in amazement and joy.

The woman who successfully crossed the catastrophe became a role model that many disciples of the Xuanqing Sect aspired to.

Fate has never treated her fairly, but she has broken free from the shackles of her identity and has become an existence that everyone looks up to.

At least they are not furnaces, and furnaces can still change their fate against the sky, so do ordinary disciples like them have the possibility of breakthrough? !
……

The news that Su Qinghuan broke through the Nascent Soul in Xuanqingzong and successfully transformed into a god, spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals within half an hour.

The Yuanying Immortal Monarch is considered rare in this world, and the Ancestor of Transformation God is even more of an unborn character.

What's more, how old are the other Huashen Patriarchs, and how old is Su Qinghuan?
Others tremblingly dodge the thunder disaster for fear that their longevity will come, but she still has infinite possibilities!
The arrogances of the sect who were still underestimating Su Qinghuan, finally restrained their arrogance at this moment, and lowered their heads one after another.

……

Xuanqingzong lost the ancestor of Huashen who was sitting in the town, Ling Ruoxu, the first genius in the sect, also fell into madness, and the throne of the first sect of Xuanqingzong's orthodox sect didn't need a little fox to grab it, they couldn't keep this name by themselves no.

The disciples in Xuanqingzong were even more anxious, everyone was worried that the little fox would come to seek revenge one day.

There are even quite a few orthodox monks who spread the news, saying that Su Qinghuan practiced the orthodox exercises, but he was evil in dealing with others, and that he would bloodbath the cultivation world one day, right?
Confront these rumours.

The little fox is as motionless as a mountain.

Tian Mingzong, in a pavilion.

The little fox was leaning comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, and on the hills not far away, there were a few young female cultivators who had offended Su Qinghuan before and the original Mo Xiu of Tianmingzong were working hard on farming.

The eldest disciple Su Xiaoyu was serving her, and was diligently peeling grapes for her.

"Master, can you taste the sweetness of this newly planted grape? This is a new product called Beauty Tip, which is most suitable for you, Master."

(End of this chapter)