Pei Xihe chewed on the mysterious scriptures on the tablet, and what just poured into her eyebrows from the hibiscus branches was also a method.

She recalled the muttering words of the incarnation of the ancient immortal's obsession when she left the Eternal Immortal Temple for the first time.

"Go forward boldly. It's not just me who is helping you. It's time for you to go back."

The "not just me" that the ancient immortal said back then meant that there was a second person. However, at that time she was surrounded and killed by the Immortal Mahayana people. She was eager to find the Tianzhu and return to China and could not take everything into account.

The means in this branch were left by the "second person".

Although Xixuan and other Jinwu knew how important Pei Xihe was to their clan, they also understood that Shenwu was supposed to soar in the sky and gallop across the world.

The greatest benefit is that the fortunes of heaven have reunited. Naturally, they will not restrict their intervention in the choices Pei Xihe has made.

When Xixuan saw Pei Xihe triggering the golden thread, he used his magic power to get a new branch from the Fusang Sacred Tree, which also had several dark green round single leaves with gold patterns on them.

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The wooden branch fell in front of Pei Xihe, and he said: "If the Emperor Ji can successfully enter the Immortal Temple or other small worlds, she can also use this sacred tree branch to return to the Golden Crow Divine Homeland."

"Di Ji, please be careful along the way."

Pei Xihe nodded. The strand of golden thread had completely turned into a halo and enveloped her body. She held the branch and put it into the Yin Palace, and the figure dissipated in place.

Falling into the space tunnel again, Pei Xihe looked calm, and the turbulent flow of space around her could not damage her at all.

She circulated the magic power in her body, suddenly sped up a bit, and jumped to the end of the tunnel very quickly.

Pei Xihe's current state was very different. She stared with pure golden eyes in front of her eyes and saw mysterious runes flashing on a screen of light. They were ancient and mysterious, and looked like the misty gray of the newborn chaos.

She reached out and touched the light curtain, wanting to pass through the line between the worlds and enter it.

But when she sensed the magic power of Pei Xihetian's fairyland, the blue-gray luster suddenly became brighter, and her hand bounced away. Suddenly, dense thorns formed, preventing her from getting closer.

Pei Xihe squinted his eyes, and a halo of light flowed out from the center of his eyebrows and fell onto the light curtain, slowly tearing open a crack like a blade.

She stretched her brows, raised the corners of her lips, and jumped in, entering this fairyland between heaven and earth for the third time.

The spiritual energy around him is rich, far better than the ordinary Xiaoqian World. Pei Xihe's spiritual roots have now transformed under the thunder, completely integrated into his soul, and manifested as Dao Mark marks on his soul. At this moment, he is emitting a faint halo, and is involved in

Spiritual energy enters the body.

This is the process that must be experienced when cultivating people to become immortals. The spiritual roots return to the soul, which is the prototype of the true body of the Dharma. From then on, spiritual cultivators build the immortal body, and the demonic cultivators condense the demonic fetus. And the demon cultivators who have cultivated to this state will

It is to use the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation to inspire the inherited bloodline, temper the true form of the demon clan, and continuously trace the magical powers of the ancient ancestors.

Pei Xihe has just reached the heavenly realm. If not necessary, she should retreat to practice and consolidate the true body of the Dharma. However, things have to be prioritized and she cannot take care of them. The thunder tribulation of transformation lasted for about three hundred years, and the current situation of Tianxu China is unknown.

, plus the information left in the branch, she had to verify the authenticity as soon as possible.

Now that she came to this world again, her state of mind changed drastically. She stepped on the sky and clouds, her mind power spread out, she explored her surroundings, selected a direction, and turned into a ray of golden light.

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Emperor Zhaocheng, Donghuang Pavilion.

Tian Xia broke through the barrier more than 130 years ago and reached the perfection of the late Mahayana period. If it were not restricted by the Immortal Temple, he could try to become an immortal, but even the power of this person would not be able to turn the tide.

Nowadays, the Donghuang Pavilion does not have the Fuso Divine Branch to support the practice of fire cultivators. When the power of the magic circle is finally exhausted, the news is revealed that how could the other two university palaces give up such an opportunity? Each round of recruitment of new disciples failed.

, now they are extremely weak.

Tianxia, ​​Tianqing, and Tiansheng were sitting high on the stage, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Tianxia took a deep breath and said: "Now that the fire and gold elves have been consumed, the formation can no longer support it. Fuyue Tower and Changci Palace also intend to cut off purchases from our pavilion. This method is no longer feasible.

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"We have to find a way out again."

Tian Sheng clenched his fists and said harshly.

"It's all that witch, who stole the sacred objects and let senior brother..."

Tianqing interrupted him. Although she looked like an old woman, her voice was as light as a young girl's. She said slowly with indifference: "The Fuso tree originally belonged to the Golden Crow clan. We really can't resist the female cultivator after she takes it back."

"We at Donghuang Pavilion cannot rely on this thing forever. Its power is constantly declining, falling off debris, and degenerating into ordinary wood, which we carved as a token."

"This catastrophe will happen sooner or later. Either we deal with it now, or others will deal with it later. How to solve the difficulty at this moment is the first thing. It is hard to pass every time, and persistence and resentment are only self-destructive. Tian Sheng,

Don’t worry about it.”

Tian Xia nodded. He also thought clearly during the hundred years of seclusion that he would no longer let resentment cloud his mind.

But his expression suddenly changed, and he stood up from the high seat with a solemn expression.

"There is an aura that is rapidly approaching Dizhao City. Tiansheng is staying in the pavilion, and Tianqing and I are going to investigate."

This aura came unscrupulously and without cover, fearing that it was an enemy attack. Dizhao City is the most powerful city among the human race. How can the various tribes in this fairy temple dare to be so domineering and arrogant?!

Two figures jumped out of the pavilion and appeared at the city gate in just a few breaths. When they arrived, they discovered that the leaders of the other two academic palaces and the city lord's palace were here.

Counting the two of them, there are eleven Mahayana practitioners gathered here, all of whom are the top combat power of the human race.

And Tian Xia looked at the person who came, a bit of surprise flashed across his face, and he murmured in his heart: "It's actually her?"

That female cultivator who stole the hibiscus branches back then! But she didn’t leave the fairy temple back then, but now she has returned. This must be her third time entering the fairy temple.

What kind of means does she have to be able to come back three times? They have also captured people outside the world and know the limitations.

Pei Xihe looked at the eleven monks with majestic auras, her expression unchanged. She stood in the void and took a step forward, her eyes flashing with golden light.

"I'm here to get something, and you can leave on your own."

The coercion of her cultivation dissipated, making everyone present frightened. The most shocked among them was the grandmaster named Xue Qing.

He was thin in stature, with white eyes, and a complex expression of fear, resentment, and doubt.

He was the one who deduced the origin of Pei Xihe's destiny and was blinded by the backlash. So far, the medicine has not worked. Although he can sense the surroundings with his mind, it is different after all.

He was deeply impressed by it, and he recognized Pei Xihe just by looking at it.
Chapter completed!