Wow!

Instantly.

A vast and terrifying aura erupted from Murong Lizhu's body, approaching Yan Tianshan and Yan Yangnian.

"Mid-stage of the Transformation God Realm!"

Feeling Murong Lizhu's current cultivation, Yan Tianshan's face couldn't help but change in shock, and his expression was full of incredulity.

He knows it deeply.

Murong Lizhu, who was born in the Murong Ancient Clan, with her own talent and the cultivation resources possessed by the Murong Ancient Clan, her future achievements must be immeasurable.

But who would have thought.

Not seen in more than a decade.

Murong Lizhu, who was just a little girl in the Jindan Realm at the beginning, is now a cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm.

Be clear.

Murong Lizhu is only about thirty years old now.

Entering the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm at such a young age, I am afraid that only those Tianjiao in the ancient period can be compared.

And in this era, such a character is a demonic existence!

Incredible!

It's incredible!

"Miss Murong, I didn't expect that I hadn't seen you for more than ten years, you were already a cultivator in the middle stage of the Transformation God Realm, if nothing else, you would definitely be an ascendant in this era. ”

Yan Tianshan arched his hand at Murong Lizhu, his face full of shock.

Murong Lizhu snorted disapprovingly, and asked coldly, "Old man Yan, do you still think I'm not worthy of him now?"

Apparently.

Due to Murong Lizhu's cultivation of the secret method of the Murong Ancient Clan, her cultivation was difficult to be perceived.

What's more, Yan Tianshan itself is even worse than her cultivation, which means that it is even more impossible to see through it.

Therefore, she deliberately revealed her current cultivation at this time.

Smell.

Yan Tianshan was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and still just shook his head and smiled: "Miss Murong, with your talent and current cultivation, even if you look at this era, you can definitely be called the first." ”

"But...... The existence of that Ye senior is not at all imaginable for us. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Tianshan sighed lightly and said sincerely: "So, listen to the old man's advice, you still have to die of this heart." ”

Murong Lizhu looked at Yan Tianshan and frowned, "Then you can tell me clearly, what kind of existence is he?"

Yan Tianshan pursed the corners of his lips, and did not rush to answer Murong Lizhu's question, but asked rhetorically: "Miss Murong, since you have planted eyeliner in the imperial capital, then you should know about the vision that happened in the sky over the imperial capital not long ago, right?"

A gleam flashed in Murong Lizhu's eyes, and she asked sharply, "Is it all his reason?"

"For the sake of the old man's friendship with your father, the old man will not keep anything from you. ”

Yan Tianshan nodded undeniably, and said: "Senior Ye is actually a master of the Northern Land, the Taixuan Holy Land, if nothing else, it should be from the Upper Realm. ”

"Not long ago, one of the old man's descendants passed through a spiritual place where Senior Ye lived in seclusion, but was gifted by Senior Ye, not only obtained an extremely rare ice attribute spiritual root, but also brought back a calligraphy containing the true meaning of the Dao. ”

Speaking of which.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Yan Tianshan's mouth, and he said again.

"Of course, the old man was able to break through the shackles of the Yuan Infant Realm, and it was entirely by virtue of his comprehension of this calligraphy, so the old man decided to build a temple for Ye seniors in the imperial capital, but as a result, after the temple was completed, the imperial capital manifested a vision, and my Dayan Ancient Kingdom was blessed with countless luck. ”

"It turns out that the Evergreen Temple in Dongshan is his temple. ”

Murong Lizhu's face changed slightly, and she said with a solemn expression: "No wonder, there have been visions one after another in recent days, it turns out that it is because he appeared in the imperial capital and had an induction with the Evergreen Temple. ”

That's where the conversation stops.

Murong Lizhu's face suddenly changed slightly.

She once was in the library of the Murong ancient clan and accidentally looked through an ancient book preserved from ancient times.

Recorded in ancient books.

A world like the one she is in now belongs to a small world of many small worlds.

Cultivating to the peak of the Mahayana realm will trigger the Heavenly Tribulation, which will lead to the destruction of the Heavenly Tribulation.

If you can immortalize your physical body and your Dao heart in the Heavenly Tribulation, you can retreat from the mortal womb and ascend to the upper realm.

At the same time, it means:

In such a small world, the Mahayana realm is the ceiling of cultivators' cultivation.

After successfully ascending to the upper realm, you need to start cultivating again, re-cleansing the marrow and bones, and embark on a new path of cultivation.

However, this path of monasticism in the upper realm does not stop at the Mahayana realm, but is a longer and longer path of monasticism.

Legend.

In that world, when you reach the late stage of cultivation, you can extract the power of faith that comes from the small world and cultivate in this way.

As for how to use the power of this belief to cultivate, only peerless people who have reached that level can know.

There is no mention of it in that ancient book.

And because of the construction of the Evergreen Temple, the imperial capital showed a vision, and the ancient kingdom of Dayan was blessed with countless luck.

Obviously, all of this was the peerless person's reward for the Great Yan Ancient Kingdom.

In this way, it also means that what is enshrined in the Evergreen Temple is such a supreme existence.

Come to think of it.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Murong Lizhu's mouth.

Not bad.

She, Murong Lizhu, was born in the ancient clan that survived in the ancient period, and she had cultivation resources that the world could not even imagine.

Moreover, she was born to manifest the true body of a phoenix, and she is destined to become the most amazing goddess of heaven in this era.

Now, at the age of less than thirty, he has already turned into a mid-stage cultivator of the God Realm, which can only be matched by countless peers.

But even so, what can be?

In front of such a peerless figure, she is still as weak as an ant, and the ancient clan behind her is naturally like a local chicken and a dog.

This man can only be my Murong Lizhu's!

How ridiculous is this!

Read so.

Murong Lizhu's expression slowed down, but the peerless face that deceived the frost and snow was full of complicated colors.

Moaned slightly.

Murong Lizhu said to Yan Tianshan: "Old Yan, thank you for the reminder, I know what to do." ”

Yan Tianshan smiled knowingly, and said earnestly: "Miss Murong, don't be discouraged, a proud girl like you, soaring to the upper realm is naturally just around the corner, I believe that even if you reach the upper realm, you will definitely shine." ”

"I believe that when you reach that level, Shouyuan will be extremely long, and you may not be able to reach that level in the future. ”

"I hope so. ”

The corners of Murong Lizhu's mouth flashed with a self-deprecating smile.

How difficult the path of cultivation is, throughout the ancient and modern times, there are only a few dozen peerless Tianjiao who can ascend to the upper realm.

Moreover, even if you ascend to the upper realm, I am afraid that the next road will be longer, longer, and more dangerous.

Furthermore, even if you are lucky enough to reach that level, can you really get your wish?

What's more, is it really worth it for the sake of a man who has never been masked?

Read so.

Murong Lizhu smiled lightly: "Old Yan will say goodbye here." ”

The voice did not fall.

Murong Lizhu soared into the air, hunting in a long skirt, almost like flying into the sky, with this peerless elegance.

Then.

Yan Tianshan said thoughtfully: "The matter has come to this, don't you want to meet?"

Belch?

Smell.

Murong Lizhu's delicate body trembled when she boarded, and she suddenly looked back.