Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

"Green fence!"

An Qingjin took his great-granddaughter's little hand and hurriedly followed. Could this be what the great-granddaughter said, that something good will happen.

An Qingli looked at An Qingjin and nodded and smiled.

An Qingjin looked at An Qingli, full of excitement and wishes, and he probably guessed that his cousin was about to ascend.

After all, there was Grandmaster Mu Sheng refining the elixir before, and then there was Qingli from their family.

"Old ancestor." Several members of the An family bowed respectfully to An Qingli.

An Qingli looked at these fresh faces, and warned aloud: "Be good at cultivation, don't look at the sect and family."

"Yes!"

All the An's answered in unison, very resoundingly.

An Qingli nodded again, glanced at Shangshan, and then her figure flashed suddenly, and she went under the turbulent robbery cloud.

Under the cloud of calamity, there are the little tigers, Pegasus and Lingxi, who are crossing the thunder calamity.

People who form a bond to help the demon pet through the thunder disaster will not be punished by lightning, nor will the thunder disaster be aggravated.

"Owner!"

Little Huzi crossed with ease, but Little Pegasus and Little Lingxi were going to be in a lot of trouble. Fortunately, An Qingli had prepared the panacea in advance.

And a group of people looked at the alchemy master under the thunder cloud, showing hesitation again.

I don't know what is the purpose of this alchemy master to gather them together and then leave them.

Someone suddenly shook his head and sighed, remembering that the ancestor of alchemy just now, he didn't call everyone to go, but they rushed up and approached the alchemy master.

Could it be that the hot face is covered with cold...

Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, and showed embarrassment on their faces. They turned out to be affectionate.

And at this moment, An Qingli flipped her palm, and a crushed white... ginseng appeared in her hand.

It should be ginseng.

Carrots and the like, how can they be worthy of the honorable status of a master.

Before everyone had time to distinguish it, they suddenly felt an extremely comfortable and rich aura, coming from under the calamity cloud, centered on the master of alchemy, as strong as a sea breeze.

"This is……"

Countless people were delighted and surprised, relaxed and happy.

The little girl from An's family was happy, so she said that good things will happen after staying.

It really is a great thing.

It was a great blessing bestowed by Qingli's ancestors out of mercy!
The high-ranking monk was the first to react, and hurriedly crossed his legs to absorb and transform the rare pure aura.

"exactly!"

The other people also reacted, and quickly sat cross-legged to meditate, and quickly accepted the grand master's generous gift.

Especially for those low-level monks, this sudden strong aura can completely help them break through the bottleneck and advance in a short period of time!
Compared with the spiritual stones given by the family and sect every month, they are nothing compared to this.

More and more monks rushed to Wancheng Country upon hearing the news.

It is said that this party is spending money like water, swaying gaseous top-quality spirit stones, there is only one chance, if you miss it, there will be no next time.

Who is so proud!

The best spirit stones are also swayed!
Countless people received the news and flocked through the space node to come here.

Sure enough, the news is true!

Still only staying at the space node, I can perceive the extraordinary pure aura.

A group of people rushed to the place where the aura was the strongest.

The place where the aura is the strongest is also where the robbery clouds gather. The terrifying thunderstorm is like a natural barrier, so those who want to get close have to retreat.

It is already a person of the third layer inside and the third layer outside.

Moreover, these people spontaneously formed a high human wall, crossed their legs in the air and closed their eyes to sense.

The scene was extremely strange.

With so many people, they didn't make a sound, they just closed their eyes and focused on refining and meditating.

Under such a solemn occasion, the latecomers didn't dare to do anything wrong, shut their mouths inexplicably, found a good position to sit cross-legged, and seized the rare opportunity of refining.

Ji Xiaopeng also came here in a hurry, and he was willing to join in wherever there was Qingli Patriarch.

But he came a little late, the spectacular scene of hundreds of thousands of people sitting cross-legged in meditation, how could it be similar to a sacrifice.

Could it be that they are really offering sacrifices?

Ji Xiaopeng was suddenly startled.

Ji Yanjin pressed Ji Xiaopeng's shoulder, and the sound transmission told him not to think too much, hurry up and refine this pure aura.

The tiger and leopard cat in Ji Xiaopeng's arms "meowed", transformed into a human form, and immediately sat up in meditation in a dignified manner, apparently more considerate and sensible than Ji Xiaopeng.

This level of pure aura can also improve the physique, it would be a pity to miss it.

People came one after another, and people broke through and advanced one after another, but most of them were the breakthroughs of low-level monks.

There are constant laughter, breaking the quiet and spectacular scene, not only not too noisy, but also adding a bit of quiet.

The pure aura continued to spread out, spread out of Tian Yuncheng, and spread to the entire Wancheng country.

The aura of the entire small world has been slightly improved.

The little Lingxi and the little Pegasus had already passed through the eighth-level thunder tribulation. One was nestled on the left side of An Qingli, and the other was nestled on the right side of An Qingli, allowing the pure spiritual energy to nourish their damaged bodies.

They are still looking forward to going to the upper realm with Qingli.

According to the Haotian Stone Book, that immortal power is better than the spiritual power of the lower world.

If you think about how many years people in the lower realm can live at most, and how many thousands of years the immortals in the upper realm can live at most, you will know what a good thing that immortal energy is.

They can't wait to go to the upper realm.

The little tiger is still under the cloud of calamity, proudly carrying the last ten Mahayana thunder tribulations.

A high-ranking monster who heard the news looked at the little tiger king who calmly passed the catastrophe under the cloud of catastrophe, and worshiped it endlessly.

Seeing that the other little ones were already waiting, the little tiger suddenly said: "Master, or else I will learn from the black taro and say a few nonsense words to Tianda, so that the thunder disaster will come faster and more fiercely!"

End the thunder tribulation as soon as possible, soar up as soon as possible!
An Qingli raised his hand and slapped the tiger's head with one slap.

Deliberately provoking the way of heaven, I am afraid that I have forgotten what thunder punishment looks like!
The little tiger let out a scream, covered his head, and carried down another thunderstorm.

Someone in the crowd couldn't help laughing.

Shang Shan's eyelashes were smiling, and among so many monks sitting cross-legged, he was the only one, in the shape of a translucent water man, while refining the full spiritual power in his body, while looking at the Taoist companion under the robbery cloud.

Thanks to the first gift from the Taoist companion, the barrier in Shangshan's body has shown signs of loosening at this time, and he is about to launch an impact on the late stage of Mahayana.

After the later stage of Mahayana, when the accumulated spiritual power is full, it is an opportunity to ascend to the Thunder Tribulation.

I hope that day will come soon.

Although there is a ten-thousand-year agreement, with such an excellent Taoist companion, Shangshan is somewhat worried about breaking into the upper world alone.

Suddenly, Shangshan's spiritual power fluctuated unusually.

This is to be like Qi Wu, attacking the late stage of Mahayana on the spot!

These days, it is so easy for the Mahayana ancestors to advance!
Those old crossing the robbery realm were envious.

An Qingli looked at Shangshan, with a smile in his bright eyes, the little tiger successfully survived the Mahayana thunder disaster, came to An Qingli's side in a majestic manner, fell into An Qingli's arms, raised his eyes and urged coquettishly: "Master, what do you say?" Yes, late makes changes, hurry up!"