Chapter 570: The head of Shu Mountain has soared
Shushan Sword Sect!
Qin Zhuoze was like the death of 1.8 billion descendants overnight, his face was full of depression.
He is a proud man who has always been proud of his foresight and worship under Xi Tongmen.
Before the revival of Reiki, he was just an ordinary otaku, and his favorite thing to do every day was to ...... Ahem......
But after the revival of the aura, he became the first group of people on earth to become stronger, and he was the first to go to another world for business.
Shushan faction!
The head of the Shushan faction!
It was his favorite thing and his biggest dream, and now, his dream has come true.
Creating a sect from scratch and opening up a myth from scratch, the Shushan sect has become the most influential sect in the world.
Hundreds of years later, thousands of years later, his Qin Zhuoze's name will be the same as that of Confucius and Menglaozhuang, and it will be passed down forever, and he will be a sage.
However, the 1,000 battle golems shattered his dreams and tore all his pride away.
Ducks!
Scum!
Vulnerable is not worth mentioning!
I thought that the Shushan faction had more than 30,000 and nearly 40,000 disciples, which could be regarded as a large number of talents and heroes, and under such a huge base, there would always be a few supernatural heroes.
However, the result of the competition was that none of them could fight.
It's not just a fright, it's about to explode on the spot.
Ordinary Shushan disciples thought that these battle puppets were the works of masters, and after using them, they could enter the illusion realm and fight with the enemies in the illusion to hone their cultivation.
Qin Zhuoze knew that these were not puppets at all, and the ones they met were not illusions, but creatures from other worlds, real creatures.
Why can their swordsmanship be cultivated so strongly?
Why can their fighting skills be honed so well?
Why......
At this moment, Qin Zhuoze turned into a curious baby, and when he opened his mouth, he was a hundred thousand people.
Xi Tong also felt that he was a little too much.
People work hard and start from scratch, is it easy to help themselves get a Shushan send?
But he shattered all his pride and dignity with a single blow.
Just when Xi Tong didn't know how to comfort the sad child, Qin Zhuoze spoke.
"Coach, I want to go to that world."
No problem!
Anyway, the new immortal realm is shattered, the world's strange things are shattered, and the rules of the world no longer exist.
This world is completely unguarded, just like a bus, everyone can get on it whenever they want.
Xi Tong has a better idea, though.
"You're so ......"
Soon, Qin Zhuoze summoned his own personal disciples and announced a major news to them.
"As a teacher, I have achieved enlightenment in recent days, and I feel something, and I will soon soar into the fairy world."
"However, not long after the creation of the Shushan faction, everything has not yet entered the right track, and I don't know when I will return, let alone what the Shushan faction will look like when I return."
Hearing Master's sigh, all the disciples were stunned.
Soaring?
Master is about to ascend.
The legend of ascension has a long history, but the only person who has risen in the world is Xuanyuan, and there is no other person.
And today, another Ascendant has appeared.
Doesn't this mean that the immortal road has not been cut off, as long as you seriously cultivate the immortal question, sooner or later one day you will be able to ride the dragon like Xuanyuan and soar like the master.
Shock is followed by grief.
The master is leaving, and he is going to abandon the sect's more than 30,000 disciples to go to heaven.
Although this was Master's great joy, everyone couldn't help but feel sad.
Qin Zhuoze began to explain the aftermath and arranged for the next head, elders and others.
Immediately, Qin Zhuoze repelled all the disciples and announced the death retreat.
When the news came out, all the disciples of the Shushan faction spontaneously gathered in the main hall of the Shushan faction and surrounded the main hall.
One by one, Feihe sent a message from the Shushan faction to all directions, informing the disciples who had gone out to practice the news, so that they could quickly return to the mountain.
It's a flight!
There has been no major event since Xuanyuan, and if you miss this time, you don't know how many lifetimes you have to wait.
These people are seeing off the head of the family, and they want to take this opportunity to witness the ascension with their own eyes, and try to get a glimpse of the opportunity.
Time passes day by day.
The number of disciples around him continued unabated, and even some loose cultivators on the neighboring hills, exorcists of the Demon Hunting Alliance, and princes and nobles from various countries also tried their best to witness this historic moment.
Terra, Xi Tong is doing the final checks.
Lamplight?
Audio?
Special effect?
World Tree, Ready ......
After checking all the links and confirming that they were correct, Xi Tong sent a message to Qin Zhuoze: You can start.
Airplanes!
Hong Zhong Dalu's voice sounded in the Shushan faction, like the tide of Qiantang, rolling and swinging, from far to near, and from near to far.
Hearing this voice, people only felt that the three souls and seven spirits were trembling, and there was a faint sign of coming out of their shells, so they hurriedly collected their minds and hugged Yuan Shouyi.
Some people can't help but exclaim: Is this the sound of Langlang's avenue?
At this time, a beam of heavenly light sprinkled from the immeasurable depths, accurately covering the main hall of the Shushan faction, like a bridge to the heavens and the earth.
In the pillar of light, countless intricate and mysterious rune seal characters loomed, carriers floated, and they were disillusioned in the light.
There are also countless tadpoles swimming and swaying in the light, outlining one unfathomable scripture after another.
One after another slap-sized villains emerged from the light, wearing cool belly pockets, bare white buttocks, and exposed stubby thighs, or blowing flutes or beating drums, drumming and blowing sheng, so lively.
The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus.
The Shushan Hall is surrounded by a colorful and colorful fairy family, and countless cranes spontaneously gather from the surroundings, circling and flying around the hill where the Shushan Hall is located.
The spirit beasts in the mountains and forests also felt the changes between heaven and earth, and a surging vitality like an ocean fell from the sky, pouring in all directions with the Shushan Mountain as the center.
With the main peak of Shushan as the center, there is a revival of all things.
The grass grows wildly in the cracks of the stones, the already dry grass turns green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and fairy grasses such as Ganoderma lucidum with the size of a fist sprout at the roots of the dilapidated eaves and walls, and grow rapidly as if they were blowing
Fairyland!
Only the fairylands can explain the visions in front of them.
People can't help but breathe greedily, and suddenly feel that the entrance is light, and all the turbidity in the body is discharged with the exhalation, and the whole body is comfortable, and the body and mind are comfortable.
This is the legendary fairy spirit!
Just this small bite makes people give birth to a reborn mutation, how happy should those immortals who are soaked in the breath of immortals all day long?
It is no wonder that immortals can live together in heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon shine together.
At this moment, everyone was full of yearning for asking for immortals.
It is not only the desire for strength, but also the pursuit of immortality and eternity.
And at this moment, a figure was rising, ascending, as if stepping on an invisible step, walking towards the sky step by step.
Soaring!
The head of Shushan has soared!