"I hope you still have the courage to do so at that time." Fang Yi said in his heart.

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Canglan Mountain is a beautiful place occupied by demon cultivators. Originally, the world is full of spiritual energy, but now it is shrouded in darkness all day long and the sun cannot shine in. The trees and plants in the mountains have already withered, and the bare peaks are filled with gloomy ghost energy. There is no place where the spiritual mountains and rivers look like in the past.

In the mountain palace, there are practitioners from the foundation building stage and the Jindan stage stationed from top to bottom. There is a small pool of more than ten meters in radius at the top of the mountain. The pool is covered with gray viscous liquid. A dark-skinned cultivator is lying on the edge of the pool with his eyes closed and his body is soaked in the gray viscous liquid, absorbing the decay atmosphere.

Suddenly, in the sky dozens of meters high from the top pool, Bai Ze, a young man wearing a grass-leaf dress and barefoot, appeared in the air. At the moment he appeared, a circle of ripples spread out in the void, covering the entire Canglan Mountain.

The magic cultivator who was soaked in the pool suddenly opened his eyes. The moment he saw Bai Ze, he realized something was wrong. As a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, he could not find out the depth of the other party's body. His cultivation level was obviously higher than his own. He wanted to teleport away, but found that he could no longer tear the surrounding space.

Bai Ze slapped his palm in the air, and a milky white palm print as big as a child's palm was lightly flirting at the demon cultivator.

The milky white palm prints that looked harmless to humans and animals seemed like death talismans in the eyes of the demon cultivators. They wanted to dodge, but found that no matter which direction they wanted to hide, there was a palm print floating towards them.

There was nowhere to dodge, so he could only resist. He used all his spiritual power to resist the palm print. He heard a "boom". The demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm felt that his bones were broken into pieces, and his internal organs, blood vessels, intestines and stomach were pierced by fine bones.

In addition, a little white light suddenly lit up in the dantian of the demon cultivator, and another explosion sounded. The demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul realm was blown to pieces. In front of Bai Ze, the ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator had no power to fight back.

"Crack..." A gray lightning flashed in the sky. The lightning disappeared, but a gray crack was left in the air. Then, gray cracks cracked in the sky, and gray lightning flashed everywhere on the dome.

"Is it coming?"

Bai Ze looked up at the strange phenomenon in the sky, knowing that his move had attracted the attention of the powerful man in the destructive cultivator, and wanted to descend into the realm of cultivator, but the spiritual energy of the world in the realm of cultivator is limited, so it is difficult to carry a powerful man in the destructive cultivator stage, so all kinds of strange phenomena have occurred.

"The divine consciousness in the divine stage, but the cultivation level is only in the Nascent Soul stage." A majestic voice sounded in the void, followed by a figure in the sky. The man was wearing a dark gray robe, and even the exposed skin color was dark gray.

After the figure appeared, the gray lightning in the sky gradually stopped and the cracks in the space gradually disappeared.

Fifteen human cultivators gathered, and a total of twenty-seven Nascent Soul cultivators were all staring at the gray lightning that exuded a terrifying aura.

These Nascent Soul cultivators are the leaders of various major sects, and they all heard about the successors of Taoist sect to report their faith to the world of cultivators. Now, the prophecy of Taoist sect successors seems to have been fulfilled. They can feel that an existence beyond the realm of Nascent Soul forcibly breaking through the world membrane wall and descending into the world of cultivators.

Not only the twenty-seven Nascent Soul Cultivators, but many Golden Elixir Cultivators also know that at this moment, everyone's hearts are shrouded in a layer of shadow.

The existence that transcends the Nascent Soul realm can be called an invincible existence in the realm of cultivators. In addition, there were nearly twenty Nascent Soul cultivators, this power would probably be slaughtered completely in less than two days.

"It's over..." A Jindan cultivator smiled bitterly: "I just passed the great golden elixir disaster. I thought I could have a lifespan of nearly eight hundred years, but I didn't expect that I would die..."

"My child is only four years old. He is about to die before he has enjoyed life."

Among human cultivators, there are various sad emotions, as if they are facing the end of the world. This emotion seems to be contagious. Not only foundation-building practitioners, but also some Nascent Soul cultivators are also infected by this emotion, depressed, and lose all their fighting spirit.

In Zixiao Palace, Yan Jinglun stared into the distance: "Is this the strength of the God-Dissolving Stage Realm?"

"Ha..." Liao Qiu also shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Everything Fang Yi said is true, but even if you know it in advance, we have no chance of winning against the powerful people in the God-Distribution Stage."

"Die it every time and every time, fight with him." Lei Gangyi gritted his teeth and rushed towards the direction where the powerful man in the distraction stage came.

"Finally appeared." Fang Yi sat cross-legged with a smile on his lips in a barren mountain not far from Canglan Mountain.

"Immortal Sword, Breaking the Star."

Fang Yi opened his mouth and yelled, and saw a little bright light lit up in Fang Yi's chest. Then, light flutters flew out of Fang Yi's body.

At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and thunder rumbling, and purple thunder landed above the dome.

"What is this..." As the thunder sounded, a sudden pressure arose in the world of cultivators. The power of this pressure made the Supreme Elder of Liao Qiu and Yan Jinglun unable to resist the urge to kneel down on the ground.

Not to mention those Jindan practitioners, who were cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, knelt on the ground one by one, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the emperor.

Only Bai Ze knew that this was Fang Yi's method. Because of this, Bai Ze had the urge to curse in his heart. Fang Yi had such a method, so why would he fight?

The devil cultivator who had just arrived in the divine stage was full of fear and regret. Originally, as a divine stage cultivator, he fought for killing all worlds without any disadvantages. Seeing that Bai Ze used his methods in the cultivator realm, he came down to get rid of Bai Ze and clear the obstacles for his subordinates, but he didn't expect that someone in this world could activate the power that made him feel scared. And under the pressure of that power, his soul and spiritual consciousness were trembling, and it was impossible to escape.

"No..." The demon cultivator of the God-Distribution Stage watched a ray of light pass through his body, without any pain or other feelings, and his whole body disappeared, leaving only a cry of sorrow.

Dozens of lights flew, and the direction was all the places where demon cultivators gathered. In just a moment, all the lights disappeared, the world returned to peace, and the terrifying pressure disappeared without a trace.

Fang Yi barely stood up, but his feet staggered and almost fell to the ground, with a wisp of blood lying down on the corner of his mouth.

"His grandma, this price is too high. Now it will take at least a few years of cultivation." Fang Yi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. He did not expect that the actual fairy sword breaking the star was even more serious than the damage caused by the sea of ​​consciousness back then.

"But there is still plenty of energy to fight again?" The barefoot young man Bai Ze stood opposite Fang Yi: "Or you can admit defeat directly and save your life."

Fang Yi forced himself to stand up straight: "I have tried my best and can use it again. Do you want to try it?"

"If you have this method, I am not your opponent." Bai Ze shrugged. Although it seemed free and easy, Fang Yi could see the gloom in Bai Ze's eyes.

Fang Yi raised a hand and patted Bai Ze on the shoulder: "My master told me that the identity of the successor of the Taoist sect is not to maintain Heping of the world, but to maintain the balance of the world."

"The world of cultivators requires the existence of 100,000 mountains, and 100,000 mountains also require the existence of 100,000 mountains." Fang Yi said: "The tide of beasts remains unchanged for ten years, but you can take your subordinates to the Lianyuan Sea as a guest at any time. I have a small world, and the spiritual energy of the world is rich, at least ten times higher than that of the world of cultivators."

"Is the Immortal Beast here too?" Bai Ze asked the little devil king, and Fang Yi lowered his head and was a little disappointed: "The little devil king was taken to the heaven by his clan members."

Bai Ze was stunned, then suddenly realized: "Maybe the heaven is the battlefield for the immortal beasts."

Fang Yi did not go to the gathering place of human cultivators, but instead returned to Lianyun Sea under Bai Ze's escort.

All the demon cultivators were killed. Soon after, the demon beast clan also retreated to the 100,000 mountains. The cultivator realm returned to peace, but no one knew who killed the demon cultivator in the divine stage realm, and who knew who the other demon beast clan retreated.

Even Liao Qiu, Yan Jinglun and Lei Gangyi didn't know that all this was done by Fang Yi.

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In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, Fang Yi finally recovered from his injuries, and Fang Fang finally got together with Lei Lin. The first thing Fang Yi did when he left the seclusion was to hold a wedding for the two, and at the same time gave the Dragon and Tiger Ring as a wedding gift to Lei Lin. Perhaps this is the so-called fate. As soon as this Dragon and Tiger Ring came to Lei Lin's hands, the Dragon and Tiger Ring showed the inheritance of Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Fang Yi shook his head when he saw it.

When Fang Yi was 107 years old, his spiritual consciousness reached the Mahayana period. After that, he handed over the seal of the Shangqing Tianshuyuan to his daughter Fang Fang, and told his daughter and son-in-law the secret of the seal of the Shangqing Tianshuyuan and the Dragon and Tiger Ring.

Bai Chuxia successfully survived the great golden elixir disaster at the age of 273, but ultimately failed to understand the mystery of space and fell to the threshold of a thousand-year life span.

"Husband, it's great to know you." Lying on the bed, Bai Chuxia stretched out her hand weakly, holding Fang Yi's hand, and the sobs of Fang Fang and Lin Lei outside the door came from her ears, trying to squeeze out a smile: "Husband, look at my current appearance, it's no different from when I was thirty."

Fang Yi leaned Bai Chuxia's head on him, held his wife's hand and smiled: "No, it's like when you were twenty-two years old."

Bai Chuxia shook her head gently, and her breathing gradually weakened. After a few minutes, her head tilted and she lay in Fang Yi's arms and never moved again. Fang Yi did not let go of his wife, but just hugged her quietly, tears flowing down her face.

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Deep in the thunder sea, Fang Yi, who was sitting quietly in it, suddenly opened his eyes: "The cultivation level has finally reached the Mahayana stage."

Since the realm of spiritual consciousness reached the Mahayana stage, Fang Yi faintly sensed the existence of the heavenly realm, but because of his cultivation, he could never break the barrier and ascend to the sky.

Now that I have been practicing in the depths of the thunder sea for more than two hundred years, my cultivation has reached the Mahayana realm. My sense of the heavens becomes clearer, and that barrier is nothing.

With a wave of his hand, the flying sword of his own life drew a silver light from the blue-purple thunder sea. Following the silver light, the space cracked, and waves of fairy aura fell. Fang Yi took a deep breath, and a fascinated expression appeared on his face.

Fang Yi felt that just this breath of immortal spirit was enough to be hard-working in the sea of ​​thunder for a year.

However, this is just for the other party. If it were other cultivators in Lianyun Sea, even if they were in the Nascent Soul realm, they would be able to breathe in with a mouthful of immortal power and would be able to perish and die.

"Celestial Realm..." Fang Yi looked up at the space crack and lowered his head. His spiritual consciousness instantly enveloped the entire Lianyun Sea. His final gaze was fixed on his daughter Fang Fang and his son-in-law Lei Lin. The two people who were inherited from the Taoist Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Sect respectively have also made rapid progress in their cultivation over the past few hundred years. The spiritual consciousness is almost at the Mahayana stage, and I believe that there is hope for ascension in the future.

"Fang Fang, Lei Lin, see you in heaven."

Just talking to himself, Fang Yi did not show up to meet Fang Fang and Lei Lin, and resolutely flew into the space crack. The crack seemed quite spiritual. Fang Yi flew into it, and the crack in the sea of ​​thunder naturally disappeared.

"This ascension is really long."

Fang Yi was in the space crack for an entire hour and there was no trace of the heaven.

However, Fang Yi's body felt that the power of the fairy spirit became more and more intense and pure. Without taking the initiative to absorb it, the power of the fairy spirit would enter Fang Yi's body along Fang Yi's seven orifices and even the pores of the skin, constantly expelling the original spiritual power in Fang Yi's body and replace it with the energy of the fairy spirit. At the same time, Fang Yi's body became stronger and stronger under the nourishment of these fairy spirit powers.

"It turns out that ascension is also a process of transformation." Fang Yi could feel that the power of the fairy spirit in his body was much stronger than the previous spiritual power, more than ten times more. It was simply two levels of power, and it could not be said of the same.

A light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and his body broke away from the crack in the space. Fang Yi suddenly felt a staggering under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

"Is this the heaven?"

The gravity here has increased many times compared to Lianyun Sea. Even with Fang Yi's current cultivation level, he almost fell to the ground. After adapting a little, he looked around, but was stunned for the moment when he turned around.

Just behind him, a pair of men and women stood, a middle-aged man, wearing a coarse robe and short beards, looking seventy-sixth-parted to Fang Yi.

The woman looked very young, wearing a purple long dress, delicate facial features, and her skin looked white and red, looking only seventeen or eighteen years old.

Fang Yi's eyes instantly became wet, and there was no need for others to introduce or ask. The feeling of bloodlines being adjacent instantly made Fang Yi know the identity of the man and woman.

"Dad, mom..."
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