Sister, look at him!

Chapter 149 The Heavenly Prodigy of the Upper Realm in Male Cultivation Novels 15

What is the purpose of cultivating immortality?

If it were before, Lin Chuan might have said it was for revenge and for immortality.

But now that his great revenge has been achieved, his life span in the Jindan stage has reached 500 years, which is much longer than that of ordinary people.

Then why does he practice Taoism?

The only source of light in the dark secret room was a cold jade bed.

On the cold jade bed, a man was meditating. His upper body was naked, and the black scales on his back were faintly visible, flashing a cold light.

Wisps of black air lingered around him, gradually condensing into a figure, and whispered in his ear.

"Give up cultivating immortality, give up longevity. Lin Chuan, go home, Rong Ye is waiting for you at home."

Rong Ye, Jiang Rong Ye!

Lin Chuan opened his eyes suddenly, and the black dragon totem tattooed on his left cheek to cover the scar seemed to come alive.

The left eye that was blinded in the battle of Taocheng was replaced by a golden animal pupil.

"I cultivate immortality for Jiang Rongye. I want to go to the upper realm to find Jiang Rongye."

As soon as the words fell, the black shadow formed by the black energy also dissipated.

Nascent Soul stage, done.

*

The owner of Xuanyou Holy Land, the peerless Immortal Lord Ni Yu, was embroidering something with her eyes lowered. After glancing at the dog squatting at her feet, she suddenly thought of something and looked up to ask Qing Wu who was sitting below and drinking tea.

"How long has that kid been in seclusion?"

Qing Wu, who was playing Landlord with He Qingwan remotely in his mind, immediately handed it over to the system for custody. He coughed lightly and replied, "Master, it has been three years."

"Only three years?" Immortal Lord Ni Yu murmured, looking far away in the direction of the mountain behind the palace. There, the clouds of the Nascent Soul's calamity had begun to gather. "It only took three years to reach the Nascent Soul stage from the middle stage of the Golden Core. Qingwu, is it really so easy to inherit the bloodline?"

"Disciple doesn't know." Qing Wu lowered his head and secretly used his consciousness to scan the system hosting to see how to play the cards.

After all, he was the landlord, and there were bombs and airplanes in the game. If he lost, he would lose a lot of points...

"what!!!!"

Qingwu fell to his knees in pain.

Fairy Lord Ni Yu was so frightened by Qing Wu that the needle pierced into his finger.

"Qingwu!" She looked anxious and her voice was filled with worry.

"Ahem, ahem, Master, I'm fine." Qing Wu raised his face and smiled palely, "I just missed my junior sister too much and became ill."

"You kid..." When mentioning He Qingwan, Immortal Ni Yu also showed a little more sadness. She sighed, "Forget it, forget it. You should go back and rest first, so that I can calm down."

"Yes." Qingwu struggled to get up from the ground and staggered out of the hall.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, tears began to fall.

[Second brother, what are you talking about?! I played the rocket, and the remaining three, four, five, six, and seven, you didn't play a straight and only played a three. What does that mean? ? ? ]

[Uh... what is a straight? Sorry host, I only have tutorials on strengthening the country and enriching the people, not tutorials on playing Landlord. ]

Qingwu was speechless. He looked at his points which had dropped by more than half in an instant, and his tears flowed even more violently.

Mu Yan, the third person in the three-person Landlord game, was completing a task. After winning a game and receiving so many extra points, he exchanged for a Gatling gun without blinking an eye.

"Captain, I picked up a Gatling gun on the side of the road. Do you think it's useful for fighting the Japanese?"

*

He Qingwan in the upper realm was also looking at the virtual screen in front of him with a confused look on his face.

No, what is Qingwu thinking? Why does he want to go alone?

If you can't figure it out, pour him a cappuccino.

*

It took Master Mingkong a whole year to use the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to completely send away all the ghosts.

But he did not rush back to the upper world, but began to travel around the four continents. Wherever he went, he prayed for the place and saved the souls.

……

Ten years later.

Master Mingkong’s leave has expired, and it is time for him to return to the upper realm.

Before leaving, he returned to the palace to say goodbye to Emperor Tianyin.

As soon as he stepped into the imperial study, he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.

The leaders of various forces in the Four Continents and their successors are all here.

"Amitabha." Mingkong bowed, and he looked calm as if he hadn't noticed anyone else. "Your Majesty, I'm here to say goodbye today."

"Master, please take a seat first." Emperor Tianyin smiled kindly, without his usual majestic and cold expression.

Mingkong thanked him and sat down neither humbly nor arrogantly. He lowered his eyes and did not meet the gazes of those who were looking at him.

"To be honest, I have a favor to ask of you." Emperor Tianyin said straight to the point.

Mingkong turned to him, his eyes as calm as a well, "Your Majesty, please speak freely."

“Master, you don’t know that thirty years ago, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. We thought it was just an ordinary thing.” Emperor Tianyin laughed bitterly, “But in the past thirty years, no one from any place has succeeded in ascending.”

"After five years of calculations by my fellow apprentices and I, it is likely that the Heavenly Ladder has been destroyed." The old man with white hair and beard stroked his beard and said, "If the Heavenly Ladder is destroyed, how can the Heavenly Gate be opened?"

"So we are gathered here this time to open the gate of heaven." Immortal Lord Ni Yu clenched his hands under his sleeves a little tighter, "I hope the magician can help me."

Mingkong remained silent. He calculated for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the crowd, and finally, his gaze fell on Lin Chuan who was standing side by side with Qingwu.

After not looking for long, he looked away, lowered his head and silently recited a few verses of scriptures.

After a long while, he raised his head again and said, "I will lend you a helping hand."

He didn't take the ladder, but the back door of Jiang's house. The teleportation point was also at Jiang's house, but he couldn't bring a large group of people to Jiang's house. At most, he could only help open a gate and connect a reception platform.

As for building the ladder to heaven, they have to build it themselves.

However, this vision from thirty years ago...

Thirty years ago…

Thirty years ago in the Sifang Continent...

Mingkong seemed to realize something and looked at Lin Chuan again.

Qingwu, who was standing next to Lin Chuan, was full of questions. After thinking about it, he sent a message to He Qingwan.

[Confession in the First Snow: Bao, they are talking about something like a strange phenomenon that broke the ladder to heaven in the Four Continents thirty years ago. What's going on?]

He Qingwan, who was cruising the lake in a pleasure boat with daughters of other families, tilted his head in confusion.

Thirty years ago in the Sifang Continent? I always feel that this time point is a bit strange, and it feels damn familiar.

He Qingwan returned to his cabin under the pretext of getting something, and opened the chronology of major events (the cheat version), and carefully checked each line.

She actually found out.

The strange phenomenon caused by the Furious Dog when it went to the Four Continents.

When the fireball-like cub was thrown down to the world by Mio, he accidentally hit the ladder and was blocked. The child was stupid and didn't know how to take a detour, but chose to smash a hole in the ladder and force his way down to the world.

It’s true that children are stupid, but they are strong.

After taking a photo of this story that told the whole story and sending it to Qingwu, He Qingwan picked up her round fan and walked out of the cabin with a smile on her face.

"Oh, the Flying Flower Order has already started? I'm late."

"This has just begun, don't be in a hurry, Sister Jiang, please take a seat first."

"These are the loquats that were just delivered to the ship. They are so sweet. Sister Jiang, you must try them."

"Sister Jiang, please sit next to Xiao Jing~"

Ah, she really still likes sweet and soft girls.

He Qingwan sighed inwardly and sat down next to several beautiful young ladies from aristocratic families.