Sang Jue herself doesn’t think that she is actually quite famous in Taixuan Immortal Cultivation World.

"My junior sister Jing of Qing Dynasty is Mahayana, it's quite fast, please leave the invitation."

"Sang Jue's disaster has successfully overcome the tribulation. God is really not good at it. I took the invitation away and I won't see her proud Mahayana."

"It's enough that Qing Jing is only about five hundred years old, but she actually became the Mahayana Heavenly Lord through tribulation. This group of disciples is really amazing."

"The disaster star of Fairy Miejue is finally leaving. I can't curse her ascend to the sky. We Zhou Tian was so tragic that she was harmed by her."

"Old friends always want to see you."

...

The flowers spread from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, blending with the ice and snow on the top of the mountain, making it impossible to tell whether it is true or false.

The Mahayana Heavenly King held a banquet to preach. I heard that he would also display a rare treasure, and countless people came here to see him.

Whenever she is busy, Sang Jue wants to take in a few more apprentices. Fortunately, she is still distracted and does not have to fight. It is enough to personally entertain relatives and friends from all walks of life.

However, she was meditating in the cave, immersing herself in the purple mansion world to see the Changchun sapling in the center of the world, as if there were already scattered buds hanging on it.

Such a divine plant in heaven and earth, I wonder if one of them can bloom when she ascends.

This tree has green flowers in spring, and falls when it ends in spring; red flowers in summer, and wither when it ends in summer; white flowers in autumn, and wilt when it ends in autumn; purple flowers in winter, and fade when it encounters snow.

The mulberry Jue stroked the flower buds, and I wonder which one would be after they bloomed.

She remembered that Xingguan said that Changchun tree was useless in the early stage of leisure, but it was of great benefit to ascension. She decided to promise some monks this time that the flowers were given to them, so that they could also follow them to study.

Several ghosts returned to their original body, Sang Jue took back his mind, and it seemed that the feast had begun.

"Master, the guest has already settled."

"I get it, go."

Sang Jue stood up, and his whole body turned clear and he had already put on the grand fairy feathers. His loose black hair was tied into a flying bun. A purple sword-shaped flower was dotted in the middle, and the sword was in awe-inspired and transparent.

A little blushed in my forehead, it was the mark of the sky fire.

She turned her head, surrounded by her face, making people unable to see her appearance clearly. She only felt that her expression was not angry and powerful, and she had a powerful demeanor. Unlike in the past, after the tribulation, she had a little more misty breath.

There is the long sky of Qingming above and the waves of water below, as if a beauty is separated by the clouds.

"I heard that Qing Jing Tianjun and her true immortal Taoist partner are separated. Is it true or false?" A Jindan Xiaoxiu who was brought by an elder quietly told the gossip with his fellow disciples next to him.

"I heard that Jing Tianjun of Qing sacrificed his life for our world back then. She actually liked her childhood sweetheart, our master."

"Ah, really, our master is so pitiful."

"Ahem!" Sun Baili cleared his throat and banned the voices of the two disciples.

"Hmph, don't come to the meeting if you are sick. What should I do if I get infected with others?" Yun Guanyue, who had just walked over, snorted coldly, stepped on him hard, and walked over proudly with her head raised.

Sun Baili quickly walked up and went to chase people. He was wronged. He had never had anything to do with Sang Jue, and he was not as good as Shangguan Haoran. They almost became kissing. Just now, the grandmother of Haoran's senior brother came and talked everywhere.

The current palace master of Zixiao Palace was depressed. His grandmother was invited to discuss his marriage, such as leaving a follower before ascension. He heard that Junior Sister Qing Jing had a magic trick to help her help her to help her become her son.

As soon as Sang Jue arrived, he saw all the personnel and affairs present. She wanted to laugh a little. These people were really gossiping.

It seems that she has to be justified because the Taoist couple is still waiting silently outside the sky.

The banquet process is just a little bit, and Sang Jue is more than the best than the best. The important thing is that old friends gather together, and everyone should drink and chat and compare with the outsiders.

Shangguan Haoran's grandmother walked up to Sang Jue with a crutch, and Sang Jue hurriedly reached out to help her: "Senior, be careful."

Of course, the old man pretended to be old. He took advantage of Sang Jue to help her and pulled the person to Shangguan Haoran.

Sang Jue was embarrassed to pull his hands in public, so he had to say quickly: "Senior Brother Sun, Sister Yun, help me to help me take down my senior, she's going to faint."

As soon as she spoke, Shangguan Haoran immediately understood that they were taking the people away. They were here to attend the Mahayana Heavenly King preaching meeting, not blind dates!

Sang Jue quietly put his hand into his sleeve. The Shangguan family was too terrifying and she could no longer let everyone speculate, so she turned to wink at the apprentice.

Lu Qingling understood, so he walked up with a glass of wine: "It's a pity that Lord Weishu will no longer have to drink this glass with the moon."

Everyone raised their glasses when they heard this, but Sang Jue smiled and dissuaded: "He is refining space flight magic weapons outside the sky. He needs to concentrate. Drinking too much will make things worse. I just want to respect him alone."

Sang Jue's second disciple Di Rui pulled his senior sister aside. The master asked you to lead Master Weishu out, but he didn't ask you to toast. Toasting heaven and earth was... The senior sister was too unreliable, just ask directly.

Lu Qingling touched her nose, how could she think so much...

"It turns out that I am really envious of refining cosmic flying magic weapons." Many female fairies were moved by this silent waiting behavior.

That is a true immortal, who is so affectionate, and he is more than the shameless scumbag cultivators around him who have higher cultivation levels than they have, and is envious, jealous and hateful.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Sang Jue turned his glasses in his hands, and couldn't help but think that she was so badly beaten by him at the beginning. Even in the deduction of the fact that they had no contract, she was caught between Zhenhelian Wancheng and Weishu because she had an intersection with Zhenhelian Wancheng and Weishu, and was almost killed by both of them.

Now he is waiting alone outside, and that is all he is paying off his debts for all his soul fragments. He doesn't feel sorry for him at all, let alone miss him!

It just so happened that Lin Fei and Lin Shu, who had already become the dean of Zhoutian Academy, came over. Sang Jue immediately stood up and raised his glass to drink with him. All the grievances and grievances in the past had already turned into a void beast and flew away with the wind with Ji Bixu.

"You are determined to be a sword cultivator and have a great cultivation level after changing the Dharma. It seems that people still have to find a suitable path for themselves. Even if they break their promise, it doesn't matter." Lin Shu was wearing academy clothes and looked at Sang Jue with a smile, as if she was looking at a naughty poor student.

Sang Jue was depressed and said, "Actually, I did not break my promise. At that time, I made a contract with him, so I worked hard to practice to avoid Taoist couples. I just wanted the power to choose actively."

"You made a contract so early, Lord Weishu..." Lin Fei was a little incredible, this was beyond her understanding.

"This matter is a long story, but in the end it turns out to be a good thing." Sang Jue also felt a little ashamed as he said. Emotional matters cannot be told by outsiders, just like a person knows the warmth and coldness of water. Of course, the premise is that he has not hurt innocent people.

"Tell me, to put it bluntly, I'm just half-hearted and pedaling on two boats. It's worthy of being a harem masterpiece." A sarcastic voice came, and Li Jinzhi was reluctant to be brought over by the Li family to repair the relationship.

"Sang Jue, congratulations on becoming the Mahayana Heavenly Lord. I hope you ascend as soon as possible!" Li Jinzhi raised her glass with hatred. She could not beat Sang Jue, so she was in vain and wanted her to get out of the Taixuan World quickly.

"Thank you for your congratulations." There was a Li Yanran who died because of love between Sang Jue and Li Jinzhi. They could not become friends and could only not be enemies.

While raising the glass to drink together, Sang Jue quietly sent a message to Li Yanluo: "The infatuated and tragic curse of the children of the Li family has been lifted by the curse caster, so you can rest assured."

Li Yanluo smiled bitterly. An elder of the Li family tried to destroy the harem of Dingtian Venerable, so he was given a love spell that would not hurt others. What's the use of relieving it now?

Then, Sang Jue released the Changchun tree that had already bloomed in the purple mansion world for everyone to ginseng. While preaching, he picked the unopened flowers on it and gave them to others.

One of them was given to Li Yuye, who had just turned green, and asked him to use his vitality to regulate his deficit in practicing the evil spirit's Hundred Devouring Way.

"Dare you ask the Lord Jing Tian, ​​what you are practicing is the way of reincarnation in the four seasons?" Some monks were puzzled.

Sang Jue shook his head: "You guess?"
Chapter completed!