Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

"Just leave like that?" The old ghost murmured to himself. He watched the scene just now very carefully, and every detail was deeply imprinted in his mind.

In particular, the man's godhead appeared above his head, turned into a ball of colorful light, penetrated into the body, and then transformed into a perfect transformation. Once again, he intuitively felt the importance of the godhead.

Thinking of the godhead in the space, the old ghost lamented how lucky he was to be able to be friends with the spiritual girl Yuan Xiaozi.

"Yeah, let's go. Is Uncle Nian more confident in his ascension?"

"Hahaha, yes. With the confidence you have given me, I am confident."

"Haha, that's right, Uncle Nian just rush forward, Yuan and I support you."

"Then I'll first thank you, Girl Ling, and Boy Yuan, hahaha! It's my blessing to meet you."

"Okay, okay. It would be superfluous to say any more. Uncle Nian, now the matter of Feng Hegu has come to an end. I think it's time for us to return to the Immortal Island. Or does Uncle Nian want to stay here to continue enlightenment and cultivation?"

"I'll go back with you first. Since I know Feishen now, I won't be in a hurry. I want to go back to the Immortal Island, and everyone said that I would do something for myself. As a great elder, I have some trivial things in my hands. The handover must have a beginning and an end even after leaving, right?”

"Uncle Nian is right. Since we are not in a hurry to ascend, let's go back to the Fairy Island first. Now let's go back to the camp. Has Yuan's body recovered? Can he leave?" Fu Ling'er saw Wan Qiyuan's face. He looked as normal now, presumably his body had recovered from the excessive exertion.

"Much better, Linger, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll be fine if I use some of my spiritual power." After the chaotic spiritual power in Wan Qiyuan's body was sorted out by Fu Ling'er, he has returned to his Dantian obediently, and the effect of the elixir is still nourishing him. The seven meridians and eight meridians, the body's strength has recovered a lot, I believe it will not be long before it will be as good as before.

"Okay, let's go." Fu Ling'er held Wan Qiyuan's arm, jumped into the air, and quickly left to fly to the camp, with the old ghost following closely behind.

Everyone in Feng Hegu paid attention to the three people and saluted. It was not until they saw three figures falling down and returning to the camp that everyone came back to their senses.

"Oh hoo..."

I don’t know who first let out a thundering roar. From the changed roar, I could tell how happy that person was. The roar of joy broke the silence of the wind and the valley.

This sound seemed to break some kind of switch, and waves of cheers suddenly sounded from all directions, one after another.

"Ah, did you see that? That person successfully ascended. Ah! I also want to practice hard, I also want to ascend to godhood, and I want to escape from this dire straits."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. A bit sad.

"You are stupid. Isn't it a great thing to witness the ascension to godhood with your own eyes? Should we be happy? Why are you crying! Think about it, as long as we practice hard, sooner or later we will leave the realm. You should be happy "Someone comforted him.

"I just thought of my father. He didn't wait for this exciting news until his death. He looked forward to leaving the realm for tens of thousands of years, but finally left with regrets."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. It's a pity that it's not just your father, but thousands of others. They haven't gotten rid of their shackles and have stayed in the realm all their lives. Wouldn't it make you feel better if you think about it this way?"

"Huh? That...that's true,"

"Let's go, let's grab a good site. We won't leave the Wind and Valley until we ascend."

"Yes. We have to hurry, otherwise we will be overtaken by others. No, look. Someone is already running away. Hurry, let's chase."

As a result, Fenghe Guli once again fell into a chaotic land grab, with people fighting everywhere, and there was no peace. In this kind of environment, it is impossible for everyone to meditate quietly.

Since those old guys saw someone ascending and occupied the "high ground" again, naturally no one dared to come up to make them unhappy. So no matter how the cultivators on the periphery fight? How to make trouble? They were all indifferent.

With an isolation formation, the world becomes quiet.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan returned to the tent, and their subordinates and friends came over to greet them one after another. Everyone was talking about the wonderful battle between the two just now, and they simply crushed each other.

"Brother Yuan, you are so amazing. A beautiful chain of kicks, and the person you kicked was unable to parry. I will use this trick next time I meet a person who has no eyesight. I will definitely kick him into confusion," Zhou Mu said After finishing, he didn't forget to kick his feet and made a show of kicking hard. The force was quite fierce and brought up a gust of cold wind.

"Haha, not bad, keep it up." Fu Ling'er looked at Zhou Mu playing tricks in a funny way.

"Okay, you go back first. Don't go out to practice for the next two days. Stay in the camp and don't go out."

"Ah? Sister Ling, why? Shouldn't we seize the opportunity to practice hard?"

"Listen..."

There was no need for Fu Ling'er to explain too much. At this time, there were already shouts of killing, the sounds of swords striking each other, and wailing begging for mercy.

Well, the fight started again and they really wanted no part of it.

So everyone returned to the tent. There was a barrier anyway, so there was no need to worry about safety. They stayed in their tents to practice meditation, as if they were not listening to what was going on outside the window.

But since they are in a whirlpool, even if there is a formation to isolate all the noise, there is nothing pure at all.

No, dozens of spaceships were slowly approaching in the distance. They were the beast tribesmen who were worried about Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan. This time, the speakers and ancestors from all the tribes around Jiya Town were dispatched one after another, and the old guys from the Yi tribe were also on the spaceship.

This time, both birds and beasts were united together. Tribes that had been at war in the past turned their hostilities into friendship and worked together to form a rope.

Several orc leaders already knew that they were late and missed the opportunity to observe the ascension, but this did not stop them.

Naturally, some disciples would find out the situation clearly and then report it to them. So the leading old guys came in droves of people with great vigour.

However, what surprised them was that Feng Hegu was currently fighting. There was devastation everywhere, there were countless casualties among the crowd, and the ground was stained red with blood. The scene was comparable to the original civil war among the orcs.

"This... doesn't it mean that this is a holy land for cultivation? Everyone is rushing here to ascend, why is it like this?" A burly man on the spaceship frowned and looked at the chaos below, and said with some suspicion.

"You don't care what they do, we are here for it, don't worry about the rest." A sassy woman standing next to the burly man pointed at the beam of light in front of her and said.

"What Nan Zhi said is that as long as it doesn't offend us, we will ignore it. Hong Luan, go call your brother and ask him to grab a piece of land first so that we can set up camp."

"..." Ji Nanzhi looked at her husband speechlessly. Damn it, didn't you promise just now that you would not cause trouble?