The Taixu Hall is located on the main peak of Taixu Mountain, surrounded by mist, and there is no smell of fireworks in the air.

Mingyang took a long breath, and then slowly exhaled. The breeze blew Yuhua Zhenren's long hair, a small brass earring set against the reddish ears, and the neck as white as jade made people want to caress it gently.

The title of the world's first beauty has been from the time she appeared in front of the world to the present. How many years have it been? Many people can't remember. Mingyang only knew that when he was still a non-literate, Yuhua Zhenren was already the object that many people wanted to see in their dreams.

He also dreams from time to time, when he is holding other women, when he is in a good mood when he is cultivating greatly, and when he is tired from practicing in Taixu Mountain and can't move. Yuhua real people often break into dreams.

There are two people holding hands, and when Taixu Yuhua is in harmony and dominates Shenzhou. There are also times when she leads a little girl who is also extremely beautiful to come to Taixu Mountain as a guest. There is even a time when the hot-blooded boy dreams of no trace.

Every time a real person from Yuhua appears in a dream, it can always affect Mingyang's mood after waking up. Initially, he would be scared that the path of cultivation consists in single-mindedly abandoning all distractions. Thinking too much is not good for cultivation.

Later, as his status improved, Mingyang found that it seemed that everyone, including some female cultivators, would have similar dreams to him from time to time. There is a great deal of a monk who is keen to share such dreams with others. Not ashamed, but proud.

While Taixu and the others were tasting the wine, Yuhua Zhenren's big eyes full of aura were cast on the dog. Thousands of guests thought that Yuhua real people were looking at them and greeting them. Some people bowed their heads and didn't dare to look directly, some people were stunned, and many people smiled and nodded, and raised their glasses together.

Among all the people present, only the dog could read the meaning contained in Yuhua's real eyes. Proudly asking, just like the first sentence when I wake up in the morning, "Am I pretty?"

"Ugly, ugly no one wants. This is the dog's usual answer, in exchange for a pink fist and Su Su begging for mercy.

"Ahem...... the dog deliberately coughed a few times, picked up the cup, and pretended to drink it.

"At the last moment, I can drink Yuhua's sister's happy wine, and I have no regrets in this life. The real man laughed.

Ascension to the Upper Realm is a hard thing to say. Some people are very smooth, and they soar without disasters and difficulties. Some people will have to go through a catastrophe, and there is no need to say much about the pain, and in severe cases, they may die.

For a long time, the monks of the lower realm believed that the merit was very important to fly to the immortals, and those who had completed the merits were not only free from disasters and disasters, but also sent fairies, Taoist children, and rui beasts to guide them. Those who have no merit and no virtue will be aggravated by the catastrophe, and there will be more shackles of the way of the law in the human world. In this case, you basically can't fly, and you may be knocked down to the boundless hell.

However, this is only theoretical. In practice, it's a different story. Like the previous generation of Yuhua Zhenren, she has cured countless diseases and saved people, and the merits are not enough to describe her. However, when she ascended, she still experienced many heavenly tribulations before she finally succeeded in ascending.

The little uncle of the Demon Dao in the Guigu Valley who was the same age as the previous generation of Yuhua Zhenren - Absolute Life, this son has killed countless people, and occasionally eats people's hearts, and dominates the world with his magic skills. Such a man whose hands were covered with blood flew up without disaster, and the light of the upper realm led him away.

The real people are ready for the worst. Whether he succeeds or not, his life has come to an end. If you fail, you will re-enter the cycle, and there will still be many friends and relatives working together. Victory, then enter the upper realm, which is also another new life.

Mingyang turned to look at Fu Qingyun again. is still familiar, but unfortunately, she will never be as close to herself as she was again.

"Qingyun, didn't Yaxuan come?

Mingyang wanted to talk, so he made an excuse at random.

Fu Qingyun said lightly: "I heard that Uncle Shi has used Yaxuan again, maybe he can't be separated from Yuhua Sect." Fu Zhi's nature is slow, and the new army is repairing again, so maybe where to play. ”

Fu Qingyun wouldn't tell Mingyang that Fu Zhi and Fluttershy were in a hot fight, and it was unknown whether he would be able to arrive when the Taixu real person ascended.

"Oh...... Come back and help me. After the master left, I was a little too busy to do it alone. ”

"With the talent of a senior brother, there is a surplus in management. ”

Mingyang sighed lightly and said, "There are still a few elders, without you, I won't move for a while." ”

Fu Qingyun said: "It's okay, I'll stay for a few more days." At present, the situation in Shenzhou is uncertain, and the senior brother's eyes should be more important. ”

"You mean the Ya Clan, in my opinion, the Ya Clan is not dangerous. We can fully emulate His Majesty the Holy Sect and unite the two races to seek common development. ”

"It's different!"

Mingyang smiled, put down the wine jug, and turned to the front of the first seat. First saluted the Taixu real person, and then turned to face the many guests.

"Fellow Daoists, my teacher has soared today. As a disciple, I can't repay the kindness of my master's cultivation, and the younger generation wants to regain the first place in the world, and I am too vain and prestigious!"

"......Uproar" The guests rioted. What did Mingyang mean by what he said? He wanted to challenge Yuhua Zhenren?

The dog stared at Mingyang, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

Mingyang turned around again and said to Yuhua: "Senior uncle, the little nephew wants to challenge you, I don't know if it's okay?"

Taixu Zhenren smiled: "It is very rare for Mingyang to have this heart. Sister Yuhua, what do you think?"

Yuhua is really humane: "Big brother also wants to return to the title of the number one in the world?"

"Nope. Just give young people a chance. ”

"Okay!" Yuhua stood up and walked to the center of the field. The bright moon magic weapon appeared in the back of his head.

"Mingyang's nephew, please ......"

Even if it is the competition for the first place in the world, Yuhua Zhenren must take it seriously, not because of how important this reputation is to her, but because of the respect for this reputation. The first in the world, representing all Shenzhou monks.

Mingyang took the sword and came slowly. first saluted in all directions, and finally bowed deeply to Yuhua Zhenren.

The sword moves with the heart, and it stabs straight at the beginning.

All the guests widened their eyes. This is a rare opportunity. What kind of style will Yuhua real person take?

Start with a temptation. As the most proud disciple of Taixu Zhenren. Mingyang's greatest luck is to be able to truly experience the meaning of "the first in the world". Set aside the ethereal scene and see the truth.

Facing the long sword straight in, Yuhua Zhenren flicked it on the sword body casually, making Mingyang's sword slightly off.

That's it, the sword blade just wiped Yuhua Zhenren's hair, and he didn't touch a single one.

Put away the sword, retreat, squat, all in one go. The second move, the tip of the sword rushes into the night, flirting.

This sword is much more powerful than the first sword. It contains the power of Mingyang's physical body. The legs, waist, hands and shoulders exert force at the same time to accurately converge on the blade of the sword.

Yuhua Zhenren flicked three fingers in a row, and the blade of the sword was off.

"Yes, the foundation is very solid. But the flesh alone cannot overcome me!"

Yuhua Zhenren's medical skills are the best in the world. He also knows his own flesh very well. In the early years, he often used drug soaking to polish his body. Don't look at her as a delicate daughter, her physical strength is really unimaginable.

In the corner, the dog shook his head and whispered, "Big brother and second brother, isn't my daughter-in-law too powerful?"

Xiang Kun nodded, and Xiang Xing asked, "Isn't it stressful for you to be together?"

"yes!"

Xiang Xing said again: "Tell Su Su and let her lose." Without the title of the world's first, it will be easier for people to accept in the future. ”

The dog nodded, and immediately passed over.

Yuhua Zhenren did not reply, because at this time, Mingyang had already transported the strongest peerless school of the Taixu Sect, the Taivoid Sword.

Countless sword qi swam like lightning in the field, and Mingyang stood proudly. Every time the sword was in his hand, Mingyang had a strong self-confidence. Between heaven and earth, as long as I have a sword in my hand, gods and ghosts are not afraid.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the sword stabbed again, and countless sword qi followed the madness. The scenery is really like a turbulent river, rushing down.

The bright moon behind his head emitted a soft moonlight, and a stream of sword qi collided with the moonlight. Mingyang's sword came to the front again, but this time, Yuhua Zhenren couldn't flick his fingers. A pair of palms flipped over, and the palms gathered Yuhua's true qi, and once in the phase, it just controlled the tip of the sword.

The sword body is bent, and it is impossible to advance again, only to retreat first. Mingyang retracted his strength slightly, the sword body straightened, and when he retracted it again, he found that there was an incomparably stable force in it to control, making it impossible for him to recover the sword.