When Han Xize saw Ye Feiran, he immediately asked, "Little Ye Zi, are Instructor Yan and Master preparing to ascend?" "I heard that the invitations to the Ascension Ceremony have been sent out a long time ago, but the invitations did not indicate who is going to ascend, making it very mysterious." Jiang Yinghan raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I have also seen the invitation, but I feel that it is still Instructor Yan and the others." Tang Mengtong said. Ye Feiran glanced at his friends, noticed the looming look of reluctance in their eyes, and said with a smile, "Instructor Yan and Master have already reached the peak of the Mahayana in their cultivation. These years have just accumulated a lot, coupled with the After ten years of cultivation in the Tower of Time, it’s not surprising that they chose to ascend. As for making it mysterious, it should be to attract more cultivators to watch. After all, this is the time to show the strength of Tianshen Academy and attract more disciples, even families or casual cultivators. " Hearing this, the seven people in Yunchen felt that it made sense and nodded in agreement. "What Tianshen Academy has thought of, other forces must have thought of it too." "It's a pity that Tianshen Academy sent out invitations to the Ascension Ceremony one step ahead of them." "The invitation didn't specify who was participating in the ascension ceremony, so everyone would guess whether it was Instructor Yan and the others?" "Of course one or two people ascending are not as attractive as the scene of six people ascending together." "To be honest, I really want to ascend with Master Yan and the others, but it's a pity that our cultivation is not stable." "Okay, let's go back quickly. Teacher Yan and the others must have something to tell us." Tianshen College is also in Canglan City, so Fengyun Team 3 used the fastest speed in their lives and returned to Tianshen College in a short while. At this time, Tianshen Academy was already crowded with practitioners, and everyone wanted to witness this bright scene of ascension. Looking at this scene of surging crowds, Fengyun Team Three was speechless. Ye Feiran silently transmitted the message to Yan Zheng and several masters, "Teacher Yan, Master, where are you?" After hearing Ye Feiran's message, Yan Zheng and the other six looked at each other, and then they all laughed. "They are finally back!" "They should have guessed it." "Ahem..." Yan Zheng coughed slightly and replied via voice transmission, "In your dormitory." Hearing this, Ye Feiran was slightly startled, and a trace of doubt emerged in his heart. Wasn't it Master Yan's ascension ceremony? But why are they staying in the disciples' dormitory? Aren't they supposed to receive the big shots who come to attend the Ascension Ceremony? However, now was not the time to think about this problem, and they quickly returned to the dormitory. "Teacher Yan!" "Master!" After the ceremony, Yan Zheng and the other six were sizing them up, and the Fengyun Team 3 was also sizing them up. After a while, Ye Han also came. "Master, seniors!" After Ye Han saw the ceremony, he stood together with the Fengyun Team Three. When Ye Feiran saw Ye Han, she felt a little annoyed because she had forgotten her aunt. Ye Feiran quietly gave Ye Han an apologetic look, and Ye Han said it was okay. After a while, Yan Zheng took the lead and said, "You have broken through to the pinnacle of Mahayana at such a young age. It is the pride of us old guys. But now that the seal of the Immortal Land has been broken, the road to cultivation is long. You must not be arrogant and complacent. .” "A person's character is extremely important. If you are not careful, it will affect your future cultivation path. I hope your character can keep up with the breakthrough in cultivation." Qin Qiu said immediately. "Except for Ran'er, the seven of you have just broken through to the peak of Mahayana. Don't rush to ascend. Consolidate your cultivation first, and then accumulate more." Gu Wenhua said. "Yes, you are so young, so there is no need to rush to ascend." Fang Tuo agreed. Xia Lingqing and Hua Moli looked at each other, and the former signaled to the latter. Hua Moli glanced at Ye Han and the third team of Fengyun with a look of relief on her face, and then slowly said, "You all guessed it, right? We six old guys are preparing to ascend together, that is, the Thunder team is ascending. Our Immortal Land in Senluo Continent has always been sealed, so it has no foundation in the Immortal World. Therefore, we discussed it after returning from the Nightless City. We will ascend to the fairy world first. Then we can better protect the ascending disciples behind us and protect you. " The last four words made Hua Moli feel a little guilty. Although they are the mentors and masters of Team Fengyun Three, their talents are really not as good as theirs. Ahem... After they ascend to the Immortal Realm, they may need to be protected at first, but later on they may be protected by the Third Team of Fengyun. When I think about this, it feels really awkward, but along with it comes pride. Why do they want the disciples to protect them? Others don't want the disciples to protect them. They only have envy, jealousy, and hatred. biqubao.com Although Xia Lingqing motioned to Hua Moli to speak, she couldn't help but tell her, "After we ascend, you should consolidate your cultivation and temper your mind." After the six elders spoke one by one, a sense of separation began to fill the air. Ye Feiran's eyes were slightly red, and then they all bowed respectfully in unison. Yan Zheng's eyes were slightly red, but he quickly adjusted his mood and reached out to knock on the table hard. "Well, ascending to the fairy world is a happy thing. We should be happy, and you should be happy too. It's just a temporary separation. We will meet again in the future. Why cry? It's so ugly." Team Three: "..." They didn't cry, their eyes were just red. Han Xize couldn't help but said, "Teacher Yan, you are wrong. We didn't cry, we just cried with joy." As soon as these words came out, everyone was speechless. Is there any difference between crying and crying with joy? However, Han Xize's words also made the atmosphere originally filled with parting sadness change and become joyful. Ye Feiran took the opportunity to ask, "Instructor Yan, Master, are you ready? Ascension requires going through ninety-nine and eighty-one thunders." The six Yan Zheng people looked at each other and smiled at each other. "It's almost the same. All that's needed now is your grandfather's ninth-grade elixir." "Yes, we contacted your grandfather as soon as we decided to ascend. For your sake, he agreed without thinking." Xia Lingqing said with a smile. He was also an alchemist, so naturally it was Xia Lingqing, an eighth-level alchemist, who came forward to contact Zong Zhengsen. "No, my grandfather doesn't care about me." Ye Feiran had a look of helplessness on her face. She felt that her grandfather was looking after the six elders. By coincidence, Zong Zhengsen and Ji Lianyi arrived. "Grandpa, grandma!" Ye Feiran immediately came forward to greet them. Zong Zhengsen and Ji Lianyi were also very happy to see Ye Feiran, "Ran'er!" Next, after everyone greeted each other, Zong Zhengsen and Ji Lianyi left the prepared ninth-grade elixirs and then said goodbye. After all, there must be something else to explain between master and disciple.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
