Mingmeng immortals.

This title even Xie Zhengliu has heard of many times.

The other party can be said to be the last ascending existence in the cultivation realm, and since him, no monk in the cultivation realm has ushered in the light of the upper realm.

But what really made Xie Zhengliu remember this title was that now the cultivation realm was divided into three worlds, and it was this Mingmeng Immortal who did it.

Too much time has passed since the events of that year, so Xie Zhengliu doesn't know much. She had only heard that this Mingmeng Immortal had swung three swords at the Cultivation Realm when he was about to ascend to the Upper Realm after surviving the Heavenly Tribulation.

Then the cultivation realm, which was originally a complete small world, was divided into three heavens in this way.

The Mingmeng Immortals gathered most of the spiritual energy in the three thousand, and when they divided the three worlds, they also deliberately brought those powerful beings into the three thousand, almost taking away eighty percent of the resources of the entire cultivation realm, allowing those extremely high-status monks and families to enjoy.

It was also because of this that the entire cultivation realm not only did not blame the Mingmeng Immortals, but also felt that he would do this in the first place because he knew that it would be very difficult to ascend from him, so he deliberately gathered his aura and gave all the resources to the group of people who were most qualified to ascend.

This statement was agreed by all the beneficiaries, but no one thought about the group of people who were abandoned in the lower three thousand realms.

At the beginning, there were still a small number of low-level cultivators in the Lower Three Thousand Realms, but without the aura here, they could no longer cultivate.

And in order to create the best cultivation environment for the three thousand, the Ming Meng Immortal also threw those strange beasts in the cultivation realm to the lower three thousand.

As a result, a large number of people died because of the strange beasts, and the low-level monks had no promotion channels, so they could only watch their longevity run out and die of old age.

Fortunately, alien beasts also need aura to sustain life, and without aura, the alien beasts have been wreaking havoc for a period of time in the next three thousand, and they have gradually become only slightly more ferocious than ordinary beasts.

It's just that the Terrans who died in the process of this change are another incalculable number.

For this Mingmeng Immortal, Xie Zhengliu, who used to be a demon, saw it most clearly.

She felt that this person was not the so-called savior hero at all, and he divided the cultivation realm into three levels, I am afraid that it was more likely to be for himself.

Now Xie Zhengliu actually heard this title again from Xie Qingqing's mouth, and she couldn't help but be shocked by the meaning of the other party's words.

"Become a god? He wants to become a god, what does it matter to our cultivation realm? Xie Zhengliu immediately heard that something was wrong with Xie Peqing's words.

Xie Qingqing was very happy about his sister's keenness, because in such a chaotic situation now, only smart people can survive to the end: "This matter is very troublesome to explain to you, I can only tell you that the Mingmeng Immortals are trying to accumulate merit for themselves, so as to make merit and become a god." But do you know what kind of way to accumulate the most merit in the shortest amount of time? ”

Xie Zhengliu thought silently for a moment, and suddenly, she raised her head and looked at Xie Qingqing: "Save the world?" ”

"Not bad!" Xie Peqing smiled, "It's the salvation!" ”

The work of saving the world, in order to live all the people.

As long as there is a steady stream of people born in this world saved by the Mingmeng Immortals in the future, there will be a steady stream of merits coming to him.

In this way, his dream of becoming a god is within reach.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhengliu frowned and asked, "So, from the very beginning, this Mingmeng Immortal divided the cultivation realm into three realms, just to help him become a god?" ”

Xie Peqing nodded silently: "Yes, and his calculation is probably coming true soon." ”

Xie Peqing said seriously, and the gaze he cast over also made Xie Zhengliu's heart beat wildly a few times.

She continued, "You make it clearer. ”

"Do you know about the snatch?" Xie Peck Qingdao.

Xie Zhengliu exclaimed: "What do you mean, could it be that the Mingmeng Immortal took away someone?" ”

Xie Peqing smiled at her slightly: "Speaking of which, I'm afraid you won't believe that the Mingmeng Immortal took away a person, but that person may not know that his sea of knowledge has already been invaded by the Mingmeng Immortal." Everything he does now is making wedding dresses for others. ”

"The one who was manipulated by the Mingmeng Immortal as a puppet is none other than the famous Sword Venerable of the Punishment Evil Sect, Feng Qianhan!"

……

The prayer platform has been built, and the goddess Zhao Qingwu has been burning incense and reciting scriptures on it for five days.

During these five days, many monks came to question her identity as a goddess.

From the beginning, she could only take away the luck of that person after touching the other party, and as long as she saw the other party later, she could take away the luck of the other party by selecting that person.

This is no small change.

When the overwhelming qi luck completely enveloped him, Zhao Qingwu felt the abundant qi luck in his body, and felt the powerful cultivation piled up by the operation of the qi luck exercises.

There was even a moment when she felt as if she was really like a god, controlling the life and death of the monks.

In her anticipation, the day when the goddess would enjoy the world's worship was approaching.

And her father, Feng Qianhan, also found her the day before the day of the goddess's awakening, and told her about all kinds of matters for tomorrow.

Feng Qianhan: "There are still some people who refuse to believe your identity as a goddess, and we haven't been able to get the items contaminated with their breath to build your prayer platform, so I'm afraid you won't be able to completely seize the luck of everyone in this world at that time." ”

Zhao Qingwu was a little unhappy when he heard this: "My father has already spread the prophecy, and I have already revealed my great power as a goddess." Why are those people still so stubborn that they don't even believe it? Who are they, I will definitely not let them go when I 'wake up'! ”

Zhao Qingwu said seriously, as if she was really the reincarnation of the legendary goddess.

But Feng Qianyan didn't think that what her daughter said was wrong at all, and looked at Zhao Qingwu's eyes still full of fatherly gentleness: "Alas, it's not the Hengtian Sect yet. They used to deal with me, and now that they know that you are my apprentice, they will naturally not believe what I say. But it doesn't matter, after tomorrow, even if such a huge amount of luck can't make you a god, it's still possible to pile up a person with the power of a demigod. ”

"When the time comes, as long as you enter the Demon Domain and eradicate that group of demons, this will be a great merit. I'll help you run it later. It's only a matter of time before you soar. ”

Feng Qianyan said it proudly, and Zhao Qingwu completely believed his father's words.

She happily sent off her father and waited for the second day of the world worship to begin.

The sky of more than three thousand was slowly enveloped in darkness, in a tense atmosphere. Meng Fuwei and the others, who almost handed over all the spirit stones in their bodies, finally got the opportunity to sneak into the Three Thousand Realms.

On the other side, Xie Zhengliu also found the hiding place of the subordinates of the Mingmeng Immortals together with Xie Peqing......