I just want to be a quiet man

No matter what special means of escape this human race junior has, he can crack it.

The old grievances between Qingyao Mountain and Chongming Sect have a long history. Any monk of Chongming Sect who enters Qingyao Mountain cannot leave alive!

Boom boom boom...

At this time, another round of tribulation and thunder was brewing, and suddenly purple light shone in the sky, and thunder came one after another.

Pei Ling was in the center of the thunder calamity, and his injuries had completely healed.

His aura kept rising, getting stronger and stronger.

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Chong Mingzong.

Heritage Hall.

Thousands of soul lamps are as vast as the sea.

In the void, the patriarch "Fu Qiong" with his sleeves fluttering, stood in front of a picture scroll depicting a surging sea of ​​blood, in which countless creatures were ups and downs, roaring and wailing.

In the middle of the picture scroll, an old man sits on a bone raft, holding a fishing rod made of the spine of a big monster of different species, using the spider silk of the big monster's life as a thread, and mixing thousands of living souls as bait, fishing in a sea of ​​blood with a flat expression.

"Fu Qiong" stared at the figure, his dark eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a while, the figure on the bone raft moved slightly, turned its head outward, and nodded towards "Fu Qiong".

Immediately afterwards, he put away his fishing rod, and the entire sea of ​​blood immediately set off a huge wave, filled with the roars, snarls, curses, unwillingness, and resentment of thousands of creatures... instantly resounding through the void here.

With just a flick of a finger, all of this disappeared, and the elderly figure had already left the scroll and appeared not far from "Fu Qiong".

"Senior 'Fu Qiong'." The old man looked like an ordinary sixty-year-old man. His green robe was loose, his appearance was thin, and his whole body was cold and frightening. His eyes were pale, like layers of bones.

He looked at "Fu Qiong", nodded slightly in greeting, "I don't know what to wake me up for?"

"'Sui Shang'." "Fu Qiong" said slowly, "The road to immortality is about to open, you should all wake up."

"Sui Shang" didn't feel too surprised, and immediately asked: "Which sect is the introduction of the fairy road this time?"

"Fu Qiong" said: "The holy son of my sect."

"Now, he has survived five Dao Tribulations."

"Sui Shang" nodded calmly, Xianlu Yinzi is a disciple of our sect, as long as he ascends to the upper realm this time, if he succeeds, the Holy Sect will definitely have a place!

However, after only going through five tribulations, it's too early for senior "Fu Qiong" to wake them up now...

Thinking of this, "Sui Shang" immediately asked: "How many kalpas has this generation of Holy Son passed?"

"Fu Qiong" said flatly: "It's not 49 kalpas, it's not 64 kalpas, maybe it's 81 kalpas..."

81 kalpas?

"Sui Shang" was slightly taken aback, and after realizing it, he immediately said: "I need to prepare."

"Fu Qiong" nodded.

The next moment, the voice of "Sui Shang" has disappeared.

"Fu Qiong" then walked towards the depths of the inheritance hall.

All the monks who are at the peak of crossing the catastrophe and who are qualified to participate in this Floating Life Chess game have all been awakened!

Next... I will ask the immortal senior who has already ascended to the upper realm for immortality!

When the mind was turning, a picture scroll with thousands of tombstones and a gloomy atmosphere appeared not far from "Fu Qiong".

In the picture scroll, there are countless tombstones far and near, surrounded by a towering tombstone.

On the top of the tombstone, a figure dressed in a golden crown stands with his hands behind his back. His temperament is cold and ruthless, like the edge of a blade, but he also has a sense of elegance unique to noble children. .

This is the ancestor of "Fu Chong".

In the last Floating Life Chess game, the immortal who ascended successfully!

"Fu Qiong" stopped before the picture scroll.

Chapter 55: The chess game will begin.

Qingyao is outside the mountain.

The mountains are undulating, and the peaks are competing for beauty.

The torrential stream flows vertically and horizontally, and the water vapor is surging, and the clouds and haze are mighty.

At this moment, the bright sky was blocked by thick clouds.

In the midst of confusion, in mid-air, a crowned figure stood with his hands behind his back, majestic Cui Wei; not far away, there were many flowers and branches, hiding a beautiful shadow, with sleeves folded and eyes gazing, eyes rippling like spring water.

The Emperor Taishang and Patriarch Suzhentian of the Liugai Dynasty looked at the roaring Jielei in the distance, and their expressions were extremely dignified.

This is the sixth Dao Tribulation!

If it is the demon emperor's body, at most it will lead to a catastrophe!

But other demon masters, in the decline of the alien race, relying solely on the demon emperor to support their vitality, do not have such background at all!

Right now, the Demon Emperor has not only sealed off the entire Qingyao Mountain, but has also attacked the robbers several times...

Those who cross the catastrophe are monks of the Nine Sects!

Do not!

The five sects of the righteous way have always communicated with each other, but they have never received news that a fellow Taoist has recently entered Qingyao to pass the catastrophe. What is inside should be the period of the catastrophe of the four great demon sects!

Thinking of this, the two quickly looked at each other, and immediately nodded at the same time.

Patriarch Su Zhentian said in a deep voice, "Maybe it's really Pei Ling!"

The Empress Dowager of the Liu Greed Dynasty nodded slowly, although it sounds unbelievable, but right now, this is the only possibility!

Nine sects, more than 64 kalpas, and there is no Mahayana, except for the medicine fairy, only Pei Ling!

The only thing that makes the two of them incomprehensible is that this catastrophe... is too frequent!

At this time, the Supreme Emperor of the Liugai Dynasty suddenly closed his eyes, and the aura around him fluctuated slightly.

After a while, he frowned and opened his eyes immediately.

Immediately, the Supreme Emperor said: "I have just used the secret blood technique to contact the two little Kui family members who were trapped in Qingyao Mountain."

"Pei Ling is indeed in Qingyao Mountain."

"Moreover, it is being hunted down by the demon emperor."

Hearing this, Patriarch Su Zhentian immediately said, "Then it must be Pei Ling!"

"It's only been less than two months now, and Pei Ling has reached the sixth Dao Tribulation."

"If this continues, as long as he doesn't fall in the Dao Tribulation, he will soon be able to Mahayana!"

The Supreme Emperor nodded, Pei Ling crossing the catastrophe was too fast at the moment, this was something they hadn't expected at all in advance.

As for why the opponent's Dao Tribulation happens so frequently...it doesn't matter to them now!

If they want to participate in this Floating Life Chess game, they have to make preparations immediately!

Turning his mind, the Supreme Emperor quickly said: "We will pass the news to other comrades now."

"However, I have just inquired about the news from the descendants of the bloodline. This karma must be paid back. This time, we must take action to rescue the two descendants safely from Qingyao Mountain, so that we can go through the last Dao Tribulation."

Patriarch Su Zhentian reminded: "Pei Ling's speed is too fast, it may be too late."

"I am innocent, and I have disciples in Qingyao Mountain."

"In this way, among the two of you and me, one will go back first to survive the last Dao Tribulation."

"Wait until after Mahayana, then come here to guard, and wait for the opportunity to rescue the younger generation."

"And those who stay behind will go to cross the catastrophe."

"It would be best if people had already been rescued when the former left."

The Supreme Emperor nodded: "Okay!"

"Since that's the case, fellow daoist go to cross the tribulation first, and I will stay here."

Patriarch Su Zhentian didn't argue, just nodded slightly, and then the surrounding flowers and branches swayed slightly, and the beautiful shadow disappeared in an instant.

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Beginningless Villa.

Heaven and earth in a pot.

In the cool and cold moon, the snow is tormenting the wind, and there are many ice peaks.

Step, step, step...

Subtle footsteps passed through the snow, "Chuiyu" was dressed in white like snow, with a calm expression.

On both sides of the path passing behind him, on the majestic and huge throne, pairs of eyes gradually opened.

Immediately, several auras of the peak of crossing the catastrophe soared into the sky!

"Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu'." The awakened patriarchs immediately looked at "Chuiyu" who was also sitting on the throne of Bingfeng, and asked one after another, "Why did you wake us up all of a sudden?"

"But what turmoil happened in the upper realm?"

"We've been waiting in the lower realm for too long, and I don't know what the situation in the upper realm is like now..."

"My fellow immortal emperors, be safe and don't be impatient. Wealth, law, and land are things outside the body. What we seek is the Dao. This time in the lower realm, as long as we can see our nature clearly and break through the illusion, after returning to the upper realm, the true body will be Cultivation will definitely go a step further! At that time, even if there is any change, it will be nothing but a turnaround."

"That's right! Dao Xinfang is our foundation. A few fellow Daoists have been in the lower realm for too long, and they seem to be eroded by the illusion of red dust. Why don't you stabilize your mind quickly?"

"Stop arguing! Immortal Emperor 'Chuiyu' has always been prudent, since he woke us up, there must be a reason."

"All silence!"

At this time, "Chuiyu" raised his eyes and looked around, the whole snowy sky was silent for a moment, and there was no more noise from the immortal emperor.

"Chuiyu" said lightly: "The Floating Life Chess Game is about to start again."

"The introduction this time is Pei Ling, the contemporary saint son of Chongming Sect."

"Although he comes from Chongming Sect, he is also an immortal emperor."

"Whether we go down to the realm this time, whether we can achieve what we want depends on this chess game."

As soon as they heard that the Floating Life Chess Game was about to start, the spirits of many immortal emperors were immediately lifted!

One of the immortal emperors immediately said: "Since the introduction this time is my generation of immortal emperors."

"The floating chess game must not be a problem."

"We will leave immediately, go to the void outside the territory, and go through the last dao tribulation!"

"Chuiyu" nodded, and then said: "Emperor Pei Xian of Chongming Sect is currently in Qingyao Mountain, playing with the young seedlings in the illusion."

"After Mahayana, if you are interested, you can go and watch the show."

"This illusion has not changed for a long time, and it is extremely boring. Emperor Pei Xian is ingenious, but it is a rare and interesting thing in the illusion."

The other immortal emperors all nodded: "The seedlings in the illusion are not new, but, Emperor Pei, it is worth going to see."

"Extremely, that little seedling wasted so much time in this illusion, and if the Immortal Emperor personally took action, he would be annihilated in flying ashes, but it would also be a blessing..."

"I'm going to go to the void outside the territory. After passing through the Dao Tribulation, I will go to Qing to ask for a party!"

"Me too."

"All immortal emperors, let's go together."

"it is good……"

While speaking, on the majestic thrones, the breath of the peak of Transcending Tribulation disappeared one after another.

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Xiwu School.

The house at the mountain's long dormitory.

The empty inner room was as dark as the tide, quietly infiltrating and invading.

A lamp is like a bean, illuminating a square inch of land.