Half an hour later, Gu Jianping looked at it from afar, first he saw the Huangquan Palace suspended above the sea of clouds that had been rebuilt, and then the familiar figures of Pang Bingyun, Han Li and others also came into view. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Gu Jianping got closer, got down from the back of the white-veined dragon, and said with a smile: "The catastrophe has passed, you have worked hard."

Pang Bingyun took a step forward and said: "The emperor returned safely, it is really the luck of my Huangquan Palace, the luck of Xuanmen, and the luck of hundreds of millions of living beings in Xuantian Continent."

Han Li also said: "Emperor Zun personally went to the dangerous situation, killed the poisonous hand medicine Zun An Daoquan, subdued Gongsun Liang, and defeated the Xuanyi Dao people, this can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented, when it comes to the ability to fight, Emperor Zun is really the first in my Xuantian Continent." ”

Gu Jianping was very happy in his heart, but he still restrained his smile and said seriously: "This time through the catastrophe, your merits are not small, and we will discuss the rewards of meritorious deeds later to comfort everyone's hearts." There is one more important thing to announce. ”

"On the seventh day of the next month, this seat will survive the last calamity and go to the upper realm. Gu Jianping said in a deep voice:

At the beginning of the seventh day of the fifth month of the thirty-fifth year of Cathay Pacific. In the mountain gate of the Mingcang faction, there was a sudden ringing of ninety-nine eighty-one bells, and hundreds of palaces and group bells up and down responded, and the sound spread for thousands of miles.

Under the catalysis of the monks at all their might, countless beautiful and fragrant exotic flowers and plants are distributed all over the mountains, and all kinds of rare birds and beasts roam freely in the ornamental garden.

Gu Jianping slowly walked out of the Qianbo Palace, wearing a Ruyi lotus crown on his head, wearing a pine crane blue and white robe, and holding a handful of jasper floating dust. After he left the hall, he walked step by step along the incomparably wide blue jade stone staircase mountain path to the highest peak, Zisong Peak. Behind him, it was He Gang, the head of the Mingcang faction, and others.

When Gu Jianping first moved from the Northern Underworld to Zhongzhou, because he had not yet crossed the tribulation realm, many sects nearby were not convinced, and they came to the door one after another, and after a tragic battle, these sects were ruthlessly exterminated by him. This also sacrificed many young disciples because of this.

Fortunately, Gu Jianping's brave and diligent cultivation was promoted quickly, and he also made a lot of reputation, so no one dared to provoke him later, starting from Zhongzhou to the end of the catastrophe, in the past hundred years, the Mingcang faction has also experienced many battles, and the damage is not small, until now, although Gu Jianping does not have a hand-in-hand professor disciples, he has also found a lot of genius disciples to add to the door such as Zhang Yan, Han Li and the others, this made the Seven Masters of Mingcang famous all over the world, in the next hundred and ten years, there were no less than five people who were expected to successfully ascend to the upper realm, and only no less than twenty people were promoted to the tribulation realm.

These young geniuses gathered in Mingcang, so that all the masters or sect masters of the Xuantian Continent did not dare to despise Mingcang, and some even surrendered to Mingcang, of course, what they admired the most was Gu Jianping, after all, Gu Jianping single-handedly brought the sect to the atmosphere of the first sect today.

The red-robed ancestor who was watching the ceremony not far away sighed: "It's not easy for the Huangquan Emperor. ”

A newly promoted monk from the Merge Dao Realm next to him said in his heart: "Hundreds of years later, I will be like the Great Emperor." ”

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While everyone was talking, Gu Jianping had already climbed the Purple Pine Peak, and in front of the sect masters and disciples of the various sects, he handed over the treasure to He Gang, the head of Mingcang, as a certificate for the future head of the sect and the command of the world.

After the salute, all the disciples stood in place, watching Gu Jianping walk alone along the sky cloud road, walking towards the void, not long after, he reached the top of the clouds, suddenly the clouds and mist slowly dispersed, but saw that there was a three-zhang high green jade gate here, floating in the void, down the abyss, up to the blue sky.

Gu Jianping did not hesitate for a moment, walked over steadily and pushed open the door, and in an instant, he heard a sound of fairy music, which seemed to linger in his ears, and seemed to come from a very distant place, and there was a light and a dark between the heaven and earth in front of him, as if day and night alternated in an instant, and then he heard a boom, as if the sky had opened a gap, and a long rainbow was born from the inside, hazy, like a virtual and real, like a bridge, extending straight to his feet, and the other end did not know where to go.

Everyone gathered to look at each other, but after only a moment, most of them were dizzy and did not dare to look again.

Gu Jianping looked at the Hongqiao for a moment, and then stepped on it, but he was obviously alone, but every time he took a step, there was an additional figure behind him, some roosters crowed and martial arts, some fought with the demon beast with blood stained faces, some realized after reading the book, and then laughed happily, some were chased and killed by the enemy, and lamented, some stood on the high peaks, overlooking the mountains, some meditated and practiced, and so on, all kinds of divine appearances were different.

Everyone rested for a while, and when they were about to look at the Hongqiao again, a clear voice came out in the distance,

"The world has less life and more calamities, and the success of a hundred refinements has become the fruit of Xuanmen, and the red dust will be broken one day, and the wind will rise in front of the fairy gate. ”

When everyone heard this sound, they were immediately confused and intoxicated. Just when Gu Jianping didn't walk to the end of the rainbow, but before he was about to walk out, he turned around and took a look.

In an instant, those figures left behind were like broken glass mirrors, and they were disillusioned one by one.

After this glance, he no longer had half a trace of nostalgia, and resolutely turned away, and with the last step, his figure slowly faded from this life with the rainbow bridge, and finally left no trace of half a point.

At this time, in the gate of Mingcang Mountain, countless petals are flying, floating around the mountain, and the chime bell is lightly raised, like joy and sorrow.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that he was finally gone, He Gang, who had the deepest relationship with Gu Jianping, couldn't help crying

The monks present saw a scene, and they were also deeply shocked, flying to the upper realm, from mortals to immortals, it was something they yearned for, stepping on this door, but as the poem said, it was to go to the fairy world,

The ascension had been accomplished, but everyone stood there for a long time, as if each had a sense of understanding.