Penglai, the chief envoy, watched Ye Su ascend the tower, put away the Yin-Yang Plate, and slowly sat down. He pinched the magic formula with his hands and whispered something. The disciples around him sat up straight, and the voices gradually became louder.
A huge yin-yang disk formed on the ground of the first floor of the rotating tower. As they chanted the incantation, it began to rotate faster.
At this time, the Penglai people inside and outside the rotating tower once again accelerated their hand gestures. The huge Yin-Yang disk began to float from the first floor, then moved to the second floor, moved up along the tower body, and finally flew above the rotating tower. The speed of rotation became faster and faster, and everything around was driven up by countless wind, sand and dust. The twelve Penglai saints outside the tower closed their eyes and did not move. Except for the one outside the tower gate, the other saints all wore green cloaks and hats.
The entire rotating tower was lit up and kept rotating.
Ye Su didn't know all this, she had already reached the seventh floor. Holding the tower spirit, all the pressure in the tower disappeared, and the monsters stopped attacking.
Ye Su successfully reached the eighth floor. There was still the same sea of thunder, but soon the tower spirit forcibly flew out of her hands and suddenly embedded itself in the center of the tower top.
After a moment, Ye Su saw a faint beam of white light, as if it was shining down from the top of the tower. She subconsciously walked towards the light and looked up at the source of the light. It turned out to be a staircase made of pure white light, but the staircase seemed very far away from her.
Ye Su tried to touch it, but found nothing. She then looked up at the light source. Perhaps because she had been staring at it for too long, she felt that the stairs were getting closer and closer to her.
—It’s not an illusion.
Ye Su found that the stairs were indeed closer, so close that she could step on them with just one foot.
The ninth floor
Ye Su turned her head to look down, then climbed up without hesitation.
There were no corners, only pure white light on this floor, and stairs that stretched as far as the eye could see. Ye Su could not see the surrounding environment, and she didn't even know how long she had been walking.
Junior Brother Yi was still fighting with Lu Chenhan outside Guizong City. Junior Brother might be stronger, but he still couldn't stop the phantom in the west from materializing. Many people's faces flashed through Ye Su's mind. Unknowingly, she had met so many people in this world.
The second junior brother who often pretends to stutter, the third junior sister who likes to look in the mirror, the fourth junior brother who likes to brag, the awkward junior brother Yi, Xu Chengyu, and the direct disciples of each sect with very different personalities.
The most important thing is... the little junior brother who likes to be lazy, covers his ears when he doesn't like to be obeyed, and likes cleanliness.
When Ye Su thought of this, a smile appeared in her eyes. If her junior brother was here, the first thing he would do would probably be to use the Cleansing Technique on herself.
When Ye Su came back to her senses, she found that the stairs under her feet became narrower. The higher she went, the narrower they became, until there were no stairs at the end.
Everything around was white and it was completely unclear. Ye Su paused, and finally took the risk of walking forward, but ended up stepping into empty space.
Before Ye Su fell into the air, he felt a little strange. This ninth floor was actually different from what he had imagined. Wasn’t it an illusion that there seemed to be no path but actually there was a path
But soon she had no other thoughts, because there was a force tearing her body apart, trying to break Ye Su into pieces and reassemble her, leaving her no chance to resist.
At the moment of losing consciousness, Ye Su was still wondering whether he had lost his last chance of survival.
At the same time, the Yin-Yang Disk above the rotating tower also rotated to its maximum speed, continuously spreading into the air at an incredible speed. In the sky covered by the Yin-Yang Disk, the wind stopped and the water ceased in an instant, and the movements of all living things were frozen, including humans.
—Time stands still.
The green cloaks of the Penglai Holy Envoys outside the tower had long been covered with dust, and even the color could not be seen clearly. The Holy Envoy sitting in front of the tower gate had his head covered with yellow dust and even his eyelashes were covered with gray sand.
After a long time, he stood up, the rotating tower stopped, the tower door suddenly opened, and the Penglai Saint Envoy walked in slowly. At this time, all the Penglai disciples stopped chanting and reciting spells, and everyone knelt down, with their hands facing the sky and their heads on the ground, all facing the Penglai Envoy in the middle.
The holy envoy without the green cloak prostrated on the ground for a long time, until the body of the Penglai palm envoy in the middle slowly turned into scattered spiritual light and disappeared in the mortal world. Then he finally raised his head and stood up, sitting in the place of the palm envoy. The other eleven Penglai holy envoys sat down around him.
The sound of Penglai's man chanting in a low voice began to be heard again in the rotating tower. The tower body kept spinning, emitting a dazzling purple light.
Going against the will of heaven will come at a price.
More than 20 years ago, I was Ping Shulan, and more than 20 years later, I was Penglai.
With the intersection of the three realms as the center, the Yin-Yang Disk gradually covered the three realms completely. Except for the person coming from the rotating tower, everything in the three realms came to a halt, including the phantom, as well as You Fushi and Tu Shi who were fighting against the phantom.
Just waiting for a glimmer of hope to appear.
…
"Look, there's someone here."
"What tattered clothes are you wearing? A casual cultivator?"
"Tsk tsk, you dare to come to Cry Yinshan alone even though you are in the late stage of fusion."
"This injury... looks like it was caused by sword energy."
Ye Su heard the sound of discussions. She opened her eyes with difficulty, but closed them again because of the glare of the sunlight.
When she opened her eyes, three people immediately came over to look at her.
The dazzling light was blocked. This time Ye Su opened her eyes and took a while to finally see that there were three heads above her head, all staring at her.
These three heads looked very familiar, clearly they were my fellow junior brothers and sisters, but something seemed a little off.
Fourth Junior Brother’s hair has become shorter.
Ye Su's eyes were a little blurry. She stared at Xia Er's hair and found that there were traces of burnt hair on the side of his ear.
"Could it be a trap?" The head that looked exactly like Ming Liusha asked, "Didn't the Hehuan Sect come too?"
The third apprentice sister Xiyu beside her took out a branch from somewhere and poked Ye Su's belly: "It feels very realistic."
"Let me try." Ming Liusha took the branch, poked Ye Su's hand, and nodded thoughtfully, "It's really realistic. What is she holding in her hand?"
Fourth Junior Brother Xia Er also took a branch and tried to poke Ye Su who was lying on the ground, but she grabbed the branch and said, "You..."
"Wow! Alive!"
The three of them suddenly jumped up and down, scattering and releasing all kinds of magical weapons.
The magic weapon emitted a protective shield that directly knocked Ye Su over and rolled him down the hillside, and he only stopped when he crashed into the tree at the bottom of the hill.
Ye Su, who was already injured, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood: "..."
After this collision, she came to her senses.
On the hillside, a few people gathered together, still whispering.
"Is your magic weapon not very useful? It can easily hurt people."
"It's newly refined. I'll make some changes next time."
"Wow, she's sitting up!"
“It looks like a real person.”
Ye Su leaned against the tree, feeling the rich spiritual energy that permeated everywhere, and then looked at the three people on the hillside from head to toe.
They looked so familiar, especially the faces of the three people. They were clearly fellow junior brothers and sisters, but as far as Ye Su could remember, they had never worn such robes.
Although they were still black robes with the words "Qianjimen" embroidered from the chest to the hem, the robes of the three people on the hillside were of the same style but were clearly filled with the smell of money.
This was not a luxurious robe that her Qianji Sect could afford, not to mention that the realms of these three people... were far above hers.
Ye Su slowed down, supported by the tree trunk and slowly stood up, and asked them: "Are you from Qianjimen?"
The three of them were not at all surprised that she would ask this. After all, their sect was written on their robes. Who in the entire cultivation world didn't know it
"certainly."
"Um... I'm sorry for hurting you just now." The man who looked exactly like Fourth Junior Brother Xia Er took out a magic weapon from his Qiankun bag and threw it to Ye Su down the hillside, "Take this as an apology."
Ye Su took it in her hand, and after just a glance, she couldn't help rubbing it. Except for seeing similar ones in the world of her junior brother, she had never seen a magic weapon with such a smooth texture.
Especially since the other party had the face of the fourth junior brother, Ye Su felt strangely relieved.
"It's for self-defense, barely usable." The other party said embarrassedly, "I didn't expect you to be alive."
Can you, try, force, and use it
If these words were heard by all the weapon refiners in the entire cultivation world, they would probably bang their heads against the wall in shame.
"What are your names?" Ye Su asked, looking up at the three people on the hillside.
"I'm Xia Er, this is my second senior sister Xi Yu, and he is my eldest senior brother Ming Liu Sha." Xia Er raised his chin, very proud, "The head of Qianji Sect has three direct disciples!"
How come even the names are the same
"So..." Ye Su asked Xia Er again, "Do you know about the death of the gods?"
"What's the God?" Xia Er was confused, obviously he had never heard of this word.
Ye Su tightly grasped the Qianji Order in his hand, and felt somewhat relieved. This might be the world of cultivation before the period of God's Death. There was spiritual energy everywhere, and the Qianji Sect was still in a state of great wealth and power.
Ming Liusha interrupted Ye Su's continued probing and asked her, "What are you, a casual cultivator in the Fusion Stage, doing in the Crying Yin Mountain?"
Ye Su lowered her head and cast a few cleansing spells on herself, then looked up and smiled kindly at the three people on the hillside: "To be honest, I'm here to join you."
The three were puzzled: "???"
"What are you wearing?" Xiyu pointed at the clothes on Ye Su, "Why do they look so much like... the clothes of our Qianji Sect?"
Although the fabric looks very poor, it is so similar that even the position of the embroidered words is the same.
"I have admired Qianji Sect for a long time and really want to join it and become a disciple under the Sect Master." Ye Su said calmly.
"Just think about it." Ming Liusha was obviously on guard against Ye Su. He curled his lips and said, "There are countless people who want to join Qianji Sect as disciples every year. Do you still want to be a disciple of the Sect Master? Maybe in your next life."
In her next life, she would really be a disciple of the leader of Qianji Sect.
Ye Su smiled and raised her hand to reveal the Qianji Order: "How about this?"
"Wow! This looks so familiar!" Short-haired junior brother Xia Er widened his eyes, "Isn't this the one in the sect history..."
He thought for a long time but couldn't remember what this thing was called.
"Where did you get the Thousand Machine Order?" Ming Liusha choked and asked in shock, staring at the thing in Ye Su's hand.
"I don't know if you still remember the sect's teachings." Ye Su played with the Thousand Machine Order in his hand, looked up at the three people, and said slowly, "Anyone holding the Thousand Machine Order can command all disciples, including... the head elder."
The three people's faces changed, and finally Ming Liusha stepped forward and said: "I don't know whether the Thousand Machine Order is real or not. I need to go back to the sect and ask the headmaster to take a look before it counts."
Ye Su put away the Qianji Order: "That's great, please take me back to the sect."
Ming Liusha: “…” Why does he dislike her
This matter was of great importance, so the three of them immediately gave up looking for materials in Kuyin Mountain and directly used the teleportation scroll to take Ye Su back to Qianji Gate.
"We're here." Ming Liusha put away the teleportation scroll, looked at Ye Su and warned, "If you dare to fake it, you won't be able to survive in the world of cultivation."
Ye Su looked up at the magnificent Qianji Gate in front of him, surrounded by rich spiritual energy. Is this the Qianji Gate before the God's Death Period
"What do you want to do with the Thousand Machine Order?" Xia Er approached Ye Su and asked, "You don't want to occupy our sect, do you?"
Ye Su smiled slightly: "No, I just want to be your senior sister."
Ming Liusha suddenly turned around: "!" He finally knew why he hated this person.