After hearing the fox demon girl's explanation, Jiang Fan understood.

It turns out that at the same time period, only one Ascending Immortal Realm can exist.

Later, if a person wants to be promoted, he must first step on this person.

He restrained his shocked expression and exhaled softly.

"I see...... No wonder you say that the Feather Transformation Realm is the end of the monk's cultivation, and under such harsh conditions, it is indeed impossible to step into the Ascending Immortal Realm. ”

After saying this, Jiang Fan suddenly thought of another question.

He asked:

"Mu You, did you mention the word "Ascending Immortal Realm" before?"

The fox demon girl thought for a while, nodded and said:

"I did say that...... However, this is just something I said casually, and you don't need to take it seriously, master. ”

"After all, the existence of the Ascending Immortal Realm has already stood at the highest place of all living beings, and there is no longer anything or anything that can pose a threat to it."

"Let it fall...... It's even more impossible. ”

"Since the beginning of the world, in addition to the accompanying True Dragon and Phoenix, the only Dao Ancestor we know about the existence of the Ascending Immortal Realm is the Dao Ancestor who created our current cultivation system."

"And his existence seems to have endured forever, and has been entrenched in that position since we have recorded history, so long that it is impossible to explore it in any way and by any means."

"It can be seen that what Dengxian represents is eternity."

Jiang Fan heard the fox demon girl say so much again, he pondered for a moment, but he couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to ask:

"Mu You, you say, if you ...... I mean, if this existence really suddenly falls, what will happen to us monks who practice the system he created? ”

When the fox demon girl heard this, her expression froze slightly.

This time, she pondered for a long time before she hesitated:

"I don't know...... Maybe...... Our cultivation and strength will fade away in an instant, and we will become an ordinary, inconspicuous mortal? ”

……

Outside the dream world, in the hall of the Yunling Temple.

Li Qingshan took the storage jade bracelet that was taken off the wrist of the monk Sao Bao, and quietly circled a few more times, and after making sure that no one noticed what he had done, he walked towards the Yingxian Pavilion where Jiang Fan lived.

Xiaoqin, a white-clothed maid, was guarding the door.

When she saw a monk with a familiar walking posture but a very unfamiliar face and dress, walking straight towards her, her eyes suddenly became vigilant.

I saw this man walk up to him, nod to himself thoughtfully, and then wanted to go over to himself and knock on the attic door behind him.

Seeing this, Xiaoqin hurriedly stopped him.

"This immortal master, the Yingxian Pavilion here is already inhabited, and the guests living inside are doing some secret things at this time, so please don't disturb rashly."

"If you have something to do, you can wait here any longer, or you can tell me what the number of Yingxian Pavilion where you live, and when they summon the slave maid, the slave and maid will convey it for you."

Li Qingshan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her words.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered what he looked like now, what he looked like after disguise.

No wonder the other party doesn't know themselves.

He coughed dryly, rubbed his hand on his face, revealed his true face, and spoke:

"Xiaoqin, it's me."

The white-clothed maid heard this familiar voice and looked at Li Qingshan's face again.

Her expression was a little suspicious, and she was a little unsure in her heart, whether this was really Li Qingshan.

After all, she was just a mortal, unable to tell the truth from the monk's disguise.

Just as she was struggling, a beautiful woman's cold voice suddenly came from the attic behind her, helping her to relieve her.

"Xiaoqin, let him in."

It turned out that Sikong Yueling noticed the movement under the attic.

When the white-clothed maid heard this, she respectfully let go of her figure.

Li Qingshan pushed open the attic door and walked in.

He remembered what Xiaoqin had said earlier, and his heart was extremely curious.

I don't know what the secret things that Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Sister Yueling are doing in this Yingxian Pavilion refer to?

……

The hall of the Spirit Palace, deep underground.

In a hot cavern full of lava, an old man with a white beard and a strong spirit sat cross-legged on the only rock in the lava pool.

The rock was red from the heat of the lava, but it remained in it and was not melted.

The old man sat cross-legged on the hot rock, his eyes closed and his expression serene.

He is the master of this place, the Son of the Void.

The old man didn't seem to feel it at all at this time, the blazing heat under his buttocks.

The word steady as Tarzan can just describe his current state.

Suddenly, his eyelids trembled slightly, and slowly opened, and a divine light flashed in his bright and abnormal eyes.

Then, the old man lowered his head and said to himself:

"It seems that this little guy has done a good thing again, and it's interesting......"

He exhaled slowly, then frowned slightly.

"But how exactly did he do it?"

"With my current cultivation, I can't detect the slightest clue, if it weren't for the monk surnamed Li next to him to take the other party's storage jade bracelet, I really have no way of knowing that he did it."

"The previous gamble between him and Na Li Tianzong was also ...... A strange method that is inexplicable and even I can't see through it...... Weird, weird, weird......"

The old man's face was extremely puzzled, and he couldn't figure it out.

He pondered for a long time, and then hesitated for a long time.

In the end, I could only sigh helplessly.

"That's it, I don't want to......"

"I don't know how many years in the Spirit Heart Valley, there has been no such interesting seedling, although my ability is limited, but if I can support it, I will protect it."

"The guy who had the accident wasn't on the right path, so what if I help you again......"

At this point, he passed on to his subordinates:

"Seven, give you a place, where is a flesh shell, you go and dispose of him, be careful, don't make a noise, don't let others find out......"

After his subordinates received the order, he thought for a while.

"The things involved behind this meat shell are a little troublesome, I don't know how much this little guy knows about it......"

“…… No, I'm going to have to knock him on and remind him of something. ”

……

In the hall of the Yunling Palace, in the Yingxian Pavilion where Jiang Fan lived, Li Qingshan slowly walked up the stairs.

He raised his head and saw the scene in front of him, his heart was instantly shocked, his body staggered, and he almost stepped on the air.

He grabbed the guardrail so he didn't let himself roll down the stairs.

I saw that Senior Sister Moon Spirit, who was as cold as a fairy on weekdays, was using her water spiritual power to condense the water flow chain at this time, wrapping Senior Brother Jiang's body horizontally, and letting him lie on his back and suspend in mid-air.

As for herself, she sat cross-legged on the Taishi chair and gently placed Senior Brother Jiang's head between her crossed calves.

At the same time, with the jade fingers like green onions, gently knead the various acupuncture points on the other party's skull.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingshan gasped.

Although the time he has been on duty on Moon Spirit Island is not too long, he has been on duty for three or four years.

When have you ever seen Senior Sister Moon Ling with such a gentle expression?

I am fortunate to see it today, and it is not in vain.

Thinking of this, Li Qingshan couldn't help but turn his gaze to Jiang Fan's face.

I saw that his eyes were closed, his breathing was steady, and he obviously looked like he was sleeping soundly.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingshan's admiration for Jiang Fan in his heart rose several levels again.

Chapter 124: Li Qingshan's life