Becoming the richest man in the universe begins with cultivating immortals

Mo Zunyue felt that it was necessary to correct this version.

"I think they were both willing to take risks for each other, risking life and death, and they will definitely not turn against each other to fight for the throne."

"Yes, yes, this girl is right."

"Then why?"

Facing everyone's doubts, Mo Zunyue raised a question, "Is it possible that they don't want the divine throne at all and want to give the divine throne to each other, which leads to such a result."

Everyone: "Huh?!!!"

"How is it possible? That is a divine position, a supreme glory, and a life span equal to that of heaven. How could anyone not want it?"

"That's right, who wouldn't want to be a god?"

Who would?That fool will.

Mo Zhunyue continued, "It was the male protagonist who got the opportunity. He gave his opportunity to the female protagonist, and the female protagonist became a god. But the male protagonist wants to ascend with the female protagonist, so he can no longer do spiritual practice. This He just turned into a demon cultivator, and the goddess wanted to save the common people, but she couldn't let him watch him harm people in vain, so there were many grievances and grievances later. In this way, does the whole story become sublimated? "

Everyone: "Ah, this..."

"Sublimation is sublimation, but who wouldn't want to be a god?"

"Who wouldn't want to be a god? The opportunity is right in front of them, and they just give up?"

"It's hard to say. There is love in the world, and some people are willing to exchange their lives for their lives. Why are they not willing to give up their divine status for the other person?"

The tea guests had different opinions and ideas, but in the end they didn't agree on the reason. The storyteller just skipped this paragraph and continued.

Mo Zunyue was happily chewing melon seeds. She only became interested when she heard that she and Sang Qi were together after the ancient killing array.

"In other words, after that battle, the big devil was completely wiped out. However, after the goddess' soul collapsed, her body was preserved. It is said that it is still buried on Xiaoyao Peak."

The melon seeds in Mo Zunyue's hands were no longer fragrant, "Seriously?"

The storyteller blew his beard and glared, "I'm not talking nonsense. The entire cultivation world knows it. It really can't be true anymore."

After Mo Zunyue listened, she left a spiritual stone behind and disappeared in an instant.

The tea patrons looked at the suddenly vacated seats, and it took them a while to react.

"Let me go, monk, he is actually a monk, and he is a very powerful monk."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen a monk for a long time. He's so awesome. He must be some powerful person who has traveled to our place."

Mo Zunyue just wanted to see her body now.

She was still thinking before that if the magic circle opened and she was trapped in the realm of cultivation, she would not know how to return to the interstellar for a while.

If her divine body was still there, maybe there would be a solution.

Xiaoyao Peak is the peak where Mo Zunyue lived before becoming a god.

Named Xiaoyao, she is trapped in this world.

At this time, Xiaoyao Peak is no longer the desolate place it was when she first lived there. From a distance, you can see clouds and mist rising into the sky.

Cranes are flying and monks are running around, creating a grand scene.

Mo Zunyue closed her eyes and felt it. Over the past ten thousand years, the aura of the cultivation world has been declining, but it is not obvious. It should be a slow and long process.

At least from the outside, nothing can be seen. The world of cultivation is still the world of cultivation with thousands of auspicious auras and luxuriant flowers.Over the past ten thousand years, the Xiaoyao Sect has risen, and the entire Xiaoyao Peak has been surrounded by a mountain-protecting formation. Mo Zunyue saw that it would be impossible to sneak in. It seemed that he had to take the main entrance seriously.

There is a small town under the mountain gate of Xiaoyao Sect. The town is very lively at this time, and monks from all directions gather here.

The originally small town became smaller due to the accumulation of people.

Monks from all over the world poured in, and the town was full of people everywhere. Only the merchants here were happy.

Mo Zunyue couldn't help but sigh a little when she saw this scene. It was really rare to see so many monks, and they were such powerful monks.

During her cultivation period, she was already a powerful person in the interstellar world, but in the world of cultivation she was just average.

As Mo Zunyue walked on the street, she could often see waves of people wearing the same clothes, probably from the same faction.

And the strength of their leader is not low, at least Mo Zunyue can't feel it easily, which shows that their strength is above the Void Refining stage.

The Void Refining Stage is followed by the Integration Stage, the Mahayana Stage, the Tribulation Stage, and then the Godhood Stage.

Later, these realms were all strong men who could dominate one side. Now they are all gathered here. Mo Zunyue wonders if the strong men from the entire cultivation world are here.

Even in the world of cultivation, the strong men in the combined stage and Mahayana stage can all be ranked, but it is not possible to catch a lot of them at once.

"Brother, is there any grand event going to be held in Xiaoyao Sect? Why are there so many people here?"

Mo Zunyue walked to a stall selling melon seeds, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and asked the guy selling melon seeds.

When the little brother saw this person, he was really rude. He wanted to say something, but when he looked up, he saw such a rare beauty. He immediately became enthusiastic and stopped talking about Mo Zunyue eating melon seeds.

The young man greeted Mo Zunyue warmly, "Girl, walk inside and don't get hit by the carriages coming and going."

Mo Zunyue turned around and actually saw a long line of carriages approaching, loaded with loads of things, which must be some kind of cargo.

The younger brother smiled and said, "A grand event that happens once every ten years is about to be held, and everyone coming and going is coming to Xiaoyao Sect to participate."

Mo Zunyue's head was full of questions. When did the world of cultivation have a grand event held every ten years? Why hadn't she heard of such a grand event before?

It only takes ten thousand years, and even the immortals in the Mahayana period will not die. Have customs changed so quickly?

Mo Zunyue held melon seeds in her hand, "What a grand event, please tell me and let me hear about it."

The younger brother looked at her as if he was seeing a monster that only happens once in a thousand years, "Girl, where in the deep mountains and old forests did you come from? You haven't heard of such a big thing? The entire world of cultivation is probably three years old. All the dolls know it, but you don’t know it.”

Mo Zunyue: ...

The younger brother explained, "This month is a sacrificial ceremony for the goddess once every ten years. All sects and sects in the entire world of cultivation will come, so it is naturally very lively."

Mo Zunyue: ...

No wonder, no wonder she hadn't heard of it. Daqing was a sacrifice to herself.

Isn't this a grand event that only happened in the past ten thousand years? After all, she didn't die ten thousand years ago.

Mo Zunyue asked, "Didn't the goddess fall thousands of years ago? Why do you still have to sacrifice regularly? Can she still sit up from the coffin board to protect you?"

The little brother was confused by Mo Zunyue's question. This time, he looked like he had seen a ghost that was rare in ten thousand years. He wanted to cover Mo Zunyue's mouth on the spot.

"Girl, please shut up. If someone hears such words, you will be beaten."