Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

If it wasn't acquired through cultivation, could it be that he was born with the root of wisdom?
The Buddhist patriarch was quite shocked.

Xiao Jintan sat cross-legged in An Qingli Shrine, with a solemn expression, and together with An Qingli, he was reciting the Buddhist scriptures for salvation.

With a glance, he seemed to see that the old monk was confused, and Xiao Jintan cheered up triumphantly.

It is a divine plant before the Buddha, and forms a symbiotic contract with people. Where is the need for a contracted person, what kind of wisdom root is cultivated.

Those who form a contract with it are those who have a great relationship with the Buddha.

It is the divine plant before the Buddha, which is the unique root of wisdom in the world.

It is strong, and the person who is in harmony with it will naturally be strong.

"Tantan, don't be proud." An Qingli suddenly thought.

Xiao Jintan's body trembled with pride: "Lili, I will try my best."

The resentful spirits in the bloodthirsty formation continued to decrease under the non-stop rescue day and night.

The spiritual power in An Qingli's body rose steadily, and he had already touched the barrier in the middle stage of transformation.

It's also a transcendence, An Qingli's transformation of the power of merit seems to be higher than those of the Buddhist practice of crossing the catastrophe.

Several major forces have already discussed the matter of entering the imperial tomb.

The imperial mausoleum is dangerous, and this matter is no small matter, so it is natural to make a decision before moving.

Of course, the little pegasus that can watch luck is indispensable.

All kinds of magic weapons should be carried on the body.

When the city of Destiny was breached before, many people were left alive, and a lot of useful information had been obtained through interrogation.

Which tombs are dangerous and which tombs are empty are all under control.

However, those tombs that have been visited by An Qingli and are not known to outsiders are not counted among them.

Outside the imperial mausoleum, Patriarch Qi Si rolled up his sleeves, looked up to the sky and shouted happily: "We have been fighting for so long, we are just waiting for this day! Let me wait to rescue those imprisoned resentful souls, and crush them all the way!"

"That's a good relationship!" A demon cultivator echoed happily, "If you still have such a luxury after death, let's crush it!"

A group of ancestors rushed to the imperial tomb.

An Qingli and Shangshan in the stage of transforming into gods, and Yan Yuedaojun, the master of talisman making, made an exception to go together.

An Qingli is guarded by the black corpse Konjac, Shangshan is guarded by Wu Ling, and Taoist Yan Yue is guarded by the ancestor Qi Xian.

Grandmaster Yao Qi was with him, as was Feng Yin.

As for the others, they are all in the Transcending Tribulation Realm, and there is also Patriarch Qi Wu in the Mahayana Realm.

In this imperial mausoleum, resentful spirits close to the immortal rank have appeared.

A group of people are excited, but they are extremely cautious in their actions.

The imperial tombs are huge, especially the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, which is buried deep underground.

An imperial mausoleum is comparable to Luofeng City. If you take a look at it from ten miles away, the tomb-slayer beast is huge and ferocious, and the sense of oppression rushes over your face.

That was fifty thousand years ago, the tomb was completed by the masters of the immortal formation, the masters of the immortal talisman and the masters of the immortal weapon, with the whole country's efforts, so there is no reason why it is not dangerous.

"Not good, not good." Little Pegasus looked at the tops of everyone's heads one by one, shook his head and sighed, "It's all bad luck, including Patriarch Qi Wu, so let's not take it for granted."

Although everyone had expected it in their hearts, they couldn't help feeling regretful after hearing what Little Pegasus said.

Ancestor Xun Ping looked at the majestic Tomb of the First Emperor, and pondered: "This tomb of the First Emperor could not be moved [-] years ago when there were a large number of talents, and it is reasonable that it cannot be moved now."

Feng Yin echoed in the old ancestor Xun Ping's sleeve: "The old ancestor is very right."

"I don't know where is the predestined person who can destroy the tomb of the first emperor?" An old ancestor said while turning his eyes to An Qingli.

An Qingli was very lucky, and became famous in Wancheng Country, and was recognized as the proud daughter of heaven.

The eyes of the several ancestors also turned to An Qingli, and gave some to Shangshan.

This couple always brings surprises.

An Qingli waved her hand and said, "It won't be me. My luck in front of the Shihuang's tomb is the same as everyone else's."

Furthermore, if she really had that luck, she would have rushed to the tomb of the first emperor with black taro.

Little Pegasus also said: "It's not my master, little Pegasus, I swear by the bangs on my forehead."

Daoist Yan Yue took a look at the seventh-order Pegasus, but he was well-raised and bred with good blood.

"The tomb of the first emperor can't be moved, so don't move it for now." Ancestor Qi Si's hands were itchy, "I've seen the tomb of the first emperor before, so it's time to go to other places."

Everyone took another look at the majestic and gloomy ancient tomb, moved away, and went elsewhere.

The Zhou family is also very ruthless. Except for the tomb of the first emperor, the imperial tombs accumulated for [-] years, and tens of thousands of royal tombs, there are only fifty-two tombs that have not been disturbed.

Of course, except for those that have been visited and have not been discovered, in fact, there are not many tombs left for the ancestors of the Bianlan Realm, only seventeen tombs are left.

However, there must be many good things hidden in these seventeen tombs.

All the ancestors went to the first tomb according to the blueprint.

This is the prince's tomb, and it has been visited by An Qingli and Shangshan.

But the rest don't know.

"There's no need to explore this one." Shang Shan closed his eyelashes and said.

"Why?" A demon cultivator's face sank.

Shangshan said: "I have already checked, so there is no need to waste everyone's time."

"Huh?" The good things were pre-empted, and the ancestor You Xiexiu was not in a good mood. In front of An Qingli, he said to Shangshan with a strange yin and yang, "Together with your many beauties?"

An Qingli gave a low cough, took a step forward, and said calmly, "Please be polite to my husband."

Heiyu made a gesture to take off his clothes, and chimed in, "Be more polite."

The ancestor Xiexiu took a look at the two couples, cursed in his heart, bowed his hands perfunctorily, and turned his head away.

Qi Che said with a smile: "That was all before the invasion of Wancheng Kingdom. It was my apprentice's personal chance, so I can't blame my apprentice."

Wu Ling put her hips on her hips and said: "Who says no, how could you enter the imperial mausoleum without my family's good adjutant meeting you. As a human being, you can't be too greedy."

Everyone was speechless for a moment, who could make the other party make sense.

Grandmaster Yaoqi took a look at Shangshan, and finally knew where the unique array diagrams given by Shangshan came from.

But even if Shangshan didn't say anything, when everyone entered the empty tomb, they could still find traces of Shangshan breaking into the tomb.

Qi Si waved his hands impatiently and urged: "I don't care about this place, whoever of you wants to come in the future, come by yourself, the next place, the next place."

Everyone moved again and went to the next place.

This is the tomb that An Qingli explored alone, and even Shangshan didn't know about it.

When everyone broke into the formation violently, it was still empty.

And the inside is still intact, except for the good things buried with him, there is nothing missing.

"What's going on, it's you again?" The ancestor Mo Xiu looked angrily at Shangshan.

An Qingli also follows the expectations of the public.

Shangshan raised his hand and swore: "This tomb is not my lord, otherwise you will be haunted by demons."

They all swear by their demons, and Shangshan dispels doubts.

"Who could that be?" Black air was lingering around the violent demon cultivator.

Qi Si put his spiritual sense, carefully inspected the tomb, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Who else is there? The Zhou royal family themselves, they have never lacked Mahayana realm."