The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"But this does not conflict with my respect for living beings and my protection of my companions."

Ming Fan raised his eyes, and his bright dark pupils met the eyes of Ming Fan whose shadow was changing like the sky.

Her appearance was reflected in the eyes of the shadow opposite.

“This is the path I want to take.”

Only my way?

The shadow of the Heavenly Dao opened his mouth and remained silent for a while.

Unexpectedly, what she wanted to practice was the Wei-Wo Dao.

You know, there are thousands of ways in the world, and this one is the most difficult one.

It is easier said than done to stick to your true self and not be swayed by anything.

Among all the ways of the Tao, to stick to one's original intention requires a firm heart and a simple mind, and one must transform into ever-changing things. Although all changes remain the same, it is not easy to stick to one's original intention for a long time.

Ming Fan looked at the dazed shadow of Tiandao and pursed his lips.

What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with her answer?

After an unknown amount of time, the shadow of the Heavenly Dao in front of Ming Fan and the other four people disappeared.

"What about you? Are you the same as her?"

The shadow of Tiandao changed back to its shameless appearance, and the voice was flat.

Them?

Before this, they had never thought about what path they would take in the future.

However, after hearing what Jing Tiandao said, they calmed down.

The whisk in Tiandao Shadow's hand kept swinging, as if he would beat them to death in a moment if their answers did not satisfy him.

Lin Wanshu glanced at Ming Fan and the others, stood half a step in front of them, and looked straight at the shadow of Tiandao.

"I don't have any pursuits, I just hope that Wuwang Peak is safe."

He is their eldest senior brother, and all he wants is for all the people from Wuwang Peak to be there.

He has always followed his path in the name of protection.

"Is that it?" Tiandao Shadow laughed. Each and every one of them was so strange.

"that's it."

After they finished speaking one by one, the Heavenly Dao Shadow slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment suddenly turned to Ming Fan: "If there comes a day when the interface is in turmoil, I hope you will remember what you said today."

Ming Fan pondered the meaning of his words, and finally raised his eyebrows, and simply replied, "Try your best."

Hearing her words "try your best", Tiandao Shadow secretly breathed a sigh of relief, raised the whisk in his hand, and disappeared into the mirror.

Did they pass this?

The five of them looked around warily for a long time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they were sure that he had really left.

Although their faces looked calm, their backs were already soaked.

The oppression of heaven is indeed not to be underestimated.

The mirror stand under his feet began to crack. Ming Fan felt dizzy. His consciousness returned to his body and he slowly opened his eyes.

At the same time, the golden light pillars on their bodies shone brightly, thunderclouds in the sky began to condense, and the five thunderclouds turned into five thunder balls.

The thunder ball was spinning, and faint golden runes could be seen flowing within it. The golden color became brighter and brighter, and broke out from the thunder ball.

Dense golden runes fell down and turned into streams of light pointing in five directions.

"This! A blessing from heaven! How is this possible!"

Outside Wujin Mountain, two elders of Futu Sect saw this scene and thought it was not good.

"You said this treasure..."

"There's nothing precious in there. Quick, inform the Sect Master."

Another elder interrupted what the elder was about to say and rushed to the hall where the sect master was.

It seems like they have been guarding this damn place for so long, just like guarding the door for others.

As for the greatest treasures of heaven and earth, I have never heard that the greatest treasures of heaven and earth can be blessed by heaven!

As far as he knew, the blessings bestowed by heaven were either given to humans or to monsters.

It would be fine if the person who came out in the end was a cultivator from your own sect, but if it was something else, then it would be fun.

"What are you following me for?"

The other elder ran a few steps and found that the elder was following him, and he couldn't help but get angry.

"If you don't stay here to guard, they will run away!"

Looking at the other elder who was rushing to report to the sect master, the remaining elder snorted in dissatisfaction: "I told you long ago that there was something wrong with the thunder, but you just wouldn't listen."

Now that something really happened, let him take charge here.

On top... No!

The elder slapped his thigh and he ran away. If anything happened, the old man would just talk nonsense and confuse right and wrong.

Thinking of this, the elder hurriedly chased after him.

The previous unusual movement in Wujin Mountain attracted the attention of countless Futu Sect disciples. Seeing the two elders leaving in a panic, they all gathered here.

In recent days, the rumor has spread all over the grapevine, and now the disciples are gathered at the foot of the mountain with flushed faces.

Well, excited.

"What's going on? Is the ancestor coming out of seclusion?"

"That movement is indeed the thunder tribulation of the ancestor. It is different from that of ordinary cultivators."

"The rocks and old trees in the mountain rolled down the other day. Was that also the work of the ancestor?"

"Nonsense, other than the ancestor, who else could have caused this commotion?"

As soon as the disciple asked the question, he was given the cold shoulder.

"So what level has the ancestor's cultivation reached this time? I dare not think about it, not even a little bit."

"Tsk tsk, don't try to guess the old ancestor's cultivation. You won't be able to guess correctly."

"As expected of you, the ancestor. Hey, stop squeezing me. Don't you see there's someone in front of you?"

"That place is so big, please move."

"Hey, I can't pay it back today!"

The disciples chatted one after another, and stretched their necks to look up the mountain, hoping to see the ancestor's elegance with their own eyes.

Ming Fan and his companions took a deep breath for a moment and accepted the blessing from heaven.

Now that they have survived the thunder tribulation, they have become true incarnation and out-of-body cultivators.

Ming Fan raised his hand, clasped his five fingers together, and powerful spiritual power instantly gathered in his palm.

It is a feeling of power, which is far beyond the reach of the Jindan stage.

Ming Fan spread out his mental power, and after a moment, his expression became strange.

"what happened?"

Seeing Ming Fan's subtle expression, Lin Wanshu asked.

"Hard to say."

Ming Fan looked confused, after all, she didn't understand what was going on.

"It would be nice to go out and take a look."

Rong Hua pursed his lips. With their current combat power, they couldn't say that they could walk sideways in Futu Sect, but at least they should have no problem walking vertically.

Ming Fan removed the magic circle and several people walked out.

As soon as the five figures appeared, they attracted all the attention of the disciples.

"Hey, Junior Sister, are we too pretty?"

Rong Hua was stared at by these people with fiery gazes, and his face rarely showed heat. He whispered to Ming Fan.

Ming Fan's mouth twitched: "It's not impossible."

Le Shan, who was standing by, couldn't stand it anymore and knocked his forehead with his folding fan. What they were thinking was really bold.

Ming Fan and the other four looked embarrassed, while the Futu Sect disciples below looked confused.

“Is this the ancestor?”

"Ancestors... are there five?"

"These five don't look like ancestors, do they?"

It looks like it's the same age as them.

Ming Fan was even more confused. Ancestor, who? She?

"Hello, disciples. Thank you for your hard work."

Ming Fan greeted the disciples below with a smile, not caring whether it was true or not, since this was not the most important thing right now.