Qingxi was shocked.

He was about to transmit the voice to ask, but Tian Xingyue's voice sounded in his mind.

"This palace just wants you to enjoy the remaining two thousand years in peace. ”

Regarding the physical cultivation path that Qingxi was studying, Tian Xingyue was not optimistic.

In the cultivation world, there is only one person who can take this path to the pinnacle.

But that man was sanctified in the flesh in ancient times, hundreds of thousands of years ago.

It is almost impossible to go down a similar path again.

Qingxi only has the cultivation of the third turn of Tianxuan, and he can live for two thousand years at most.

So, Tian Xingyue decided to pave the way for Qingxi.

Pave a path where you can enjoy your old age in peace and carefree.

Her voice came slowly, but less than a hundred people could hear it.

"In the battle of the Star Realm, it was this young teacher from the Holy Dao Academy, 'Qingxi', who helped the main palace to kill the Star Ancestor. ”

"Although this victory was achieved, the Qingxi Sect was counterattacked by the Heavenly Dao of the Star Realm, and its cultivation was unable to advance an inch. ”

"Please also sell me face, don't embarrass him because he is the son of bad luck. ”

Hearing this, including the Lord of the Three-Life Holy Dynasty, the two vice presidents of the Holy Dao Academy, and other quasi-saint powerhouses, as well as the remaining high-level Nirvana Realm powers, their eyes flashed.

No wonder this young man was able to sit under the small peach tree and have a respected status, it turned out that he had helped Tian Xingyue a lot.

As quasi-saints, the hearts of the major powerhouses are like mirrors.

If Tian Xingyue didn't kill the Star Ancestor, he wouldn't be able to get enough merit, let alone be canonized.

This means that the reason why she was able to be canonized was because of Qingxi's help.

"Please rest assured, King Xi, this son is the youngest teacher in the history of our Holy Dao Academy, even if he is the son of bad luck, even if his cultivation cannot improve an inch, he will still be the teacher of the Holy Dao Academy in the future. ”

A slightly chubby middle-aged man arched his hand.

He is the father of Linfeng, the left vice president of the Holy Dao Academy, temporary.

"He is my son's friend, even if the king of the West doesn't say it, we won't treat him badly. ”

So said the gentle woman standing beside her.

She is the Mother of the Wind and the right vice president of the Holy Dao Academy.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, in the future, even if this son wants to marry the holy daughter of the Three Lives Holy Dynasty, I won't blink an eye. ”

The Lord of the Three Lives Pilgrimage is a bold man, and his smile gives people a sense of honesty and honesty.

The holy queen beside him looked at Qingxi and bowed her head to sign.

As early as when she was in the Star Realm, she noticed Qingxi wearing a black ancestor-rank battle armor.

The reason why I noticed him was because that armor once belonged to her father, Yi Shanhai.

The quasi-saints of the major forces also said that they would not treat Qingxi badly.

Tian Xingyue's conversation with the strong people did not block Qingxi.

So, he heard it clearly.

For Tian Xingyue's help, Qingxi expressed her gratitude.

In the future, taking the road of self-created physical cultivation is bound to condense various top physiques.

When the time comes, the saint-level leylines of the major holy lands will definitely be used.

Tian Xingyue's words directly helped him catch the line, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Thank you, senior!"

Qingxi thanked him, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You deserve it. ”

Tian Xingyue put away her smile and felt the continuous improvement of her momentum, she knew that the process of canonization was coming to an end.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, thousands of golden rays bloomed from Tian Xingyue's body.

Now she is like a blazing sun, rising.

An incomparable holy power spread from her sea of consciousness, enveloping the entire Void Holy City in the blink of an eye.

In the amazed gaze of countless powerhouses, a large rain of light containing the origin fell.

All the monks who were bathed in the rain of the Origin Light found that their cultivation had increased to varying degrees.

Some people, directly from the first level of qi refining, instantly broke through to the thirty-third level.

There are also strong people, and even stepped into the realm of the gods because of this.

Qingxi bathed in the light rain, but found that the light rain had no effect.

He couldn't help but feel sorry.

If it weren't for the curse of the Heavenly Dao of the Star Realm, he felt that he would at least be able to break through to the fourth or even fifth turn of Tianxuan.

He swept his gaze and found that Xi Sulan had directly stepped into the ninth turn of Tianxuan, and at the same time, he had also condensed his divine sense.

Qingxi was inspired.

Through the transformation function of the system, he found that he could finally absorb the original light and rain.

Although it can't increase cultivation, it can increase divine consciousness.

It was a bonus.

Crash!

Like the sound of a falling wave.

A golden origin light rain fell, irrigating the small peach tree.

The wound that was previously torn off by the strong man of the Star Clan and fell off the branch healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he regained his peak.

Crash!

Another rain of Origin Light fell.

The Grand Elder of the Western Palace, who was holding the Void Scepter, was bathed in light and rain, and in half an hour, he completed the ninth Nirvana, breaking through to the peak of the Nirvana Realm in one fell swoop, and becoming a new quasi-saint-level powerhouse.

At this point, Tian Xingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a quasi-saint-level sitting in the West Palace, she can leave with confidence.

Even if the powerhouses of other forces in the Holy Dragon Domain will not make a move on Xiao Pan Taoshu, it is difficult to guarantee that there are no powerhouses from other interfaces who cross the border.

Before cultivating a quasi-saint, she was not uneasy.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a thunderous explosion from above.

Everyone looked up and found that a white gate shrouded in mist appeared in the originally clear blue sky.

On the door plaque, the three big characters of "Tiandao Academy" are particularly dazzling.

"Congratulations on the canonization of Daoyou!"

"Ben Sheng is the messenger of this time, come up!"

The gate of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard suddenly opened.

A tall figure wrapped in holy light stood silently in front of the gate.

Tian Xingyue looked at the gate of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard from afar, and was excited.

The scene that has been waiting for many years has finally been staged.

She turned around, looked deeply at everyone, and resolutely stepped into the air and entered the gate of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard.

Bang dang!

The door was closed and gradually dimmed until it disappeared completely.

Tian Xingyue, soared!

Everyone sighed with emotion.

There is both envy and remembrance.

"Congratulations to the palace master!"

The people of the West Palace all knelt down on the Star Picking Tower and bowed in the direction where the gate of the Heavenly Dao Courtyard disappeared.

"It's over......"

"In this era, there are only a few decades left, and it is impossible for anyone to be canonized anymore. ”

"So, in the next era, who can be the most dazzling existence?"

The major quasi-saints sitting on the emperor's throne were all whispering.

Many people looked at Qingxi standing under the small peach tree, and their eyes showed an inexplicable color.

"Son of Doom...... No wonder!"

"However, this son was cursed by the Heavenly Dao, and his cultivation could no longer make an inch, and the good and bad were mixed. ”

"That's it, Tian Xingyue once said that if you don't want to embarrass this person, you will sell her face. ”

Some of the would-be saints thought so in their hearts and left with the people of their respective forces.

With their eyesight, even if Tian Xingyue doesn't say it, they can still discover the identity of Qingxi's son of doom after all.

But since he has inherited Tian Xingyue's love, he will not be embarrassed in the future.

In their opinion, the Son of Doom, who could not continue to cultivate, was no threat.

The Dragon Emperor of the True Dragon Clan glanced at Qingxi deeply, and said secretly: "Arita Xingyue's words come first, as long as this young man doesn't do bad things, then in the next two thousand years, he will be the most face-saving person in the cultivation world." ”

The Dragon Emperor let out a dragon groan and led more than a dozen ancestral dragons to leave.

After them, the quasi-saints of the major forces left one after another.

After the canonization ceremony, there was no point in them staying any longer.

What's more, among his own forces, he can't do without a quasi-saint.

They must go back to the town.