Chapter 117 When will you return?

The portal of the World Gate was wide open, and Meiling, where the federal army was stationed, was bustling with activity. Massive amounts of supplies entered and exited the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm through the gate.

The power of an individual is limited, but when a civilization starts to operate, the efficiency and energy of the huge machines are terrifying.

He Laoliu sat behind the gate with his eyes closed. His body was dozens of feet tall, and he placed one hand on the gate. With all his murderous power, he was constantly damaging the origin of the world of the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm and assisting the origin of the mother star.

In the eyes of the true immortals, the original power above the boundary gate was colliding, like a big millstone, and the weaker origin of the alien world kept dropping fragments, which were then swallowed up by the origin of the mother star.

Although He Laoliu did not provide much help in this process, a lot of high-level source power from other worlds still fell into his hands.

This approach of giving and receiving is recognized by the origin of the mother star, which is why true immortals focus on developing other worlds.

The reward for helping the mother star's origin suppress the origin of the alien world is medium and high-level source power. Refining this source power can save them decades or even hundreds of years of practice.

Fang Shan was also there. For many True Immortals, this was a feast, and their cultivation was improving rapidly every day.

Strong men from major forces are here, and everything is in order. There is no chaos because He Laoliu is suppressing them.

"His strength is getting stronger and stronger."

Fang Shan's eyes sparkled. There are three realms of true immortality, and each realm is extremely different. The further you go, the more difficult it is to make further progress.

He could vaguely feel that He Laoliu was mobilizing the power of this planet, using the world power circulating between heaven and earth to attack the origin of the alien world.

The three realms of True Immortal are Dongxu, Xingzhu, and Taixu. They are all powerful people of a certain force, and are people that the Federation needs to win over and treat well.

Star Masters are divided into small star positions and big star positions. He has long been at the peak of the big star position and has remained there for more than fifty years without a breakthrough.

It’s not that he can’t break through, but that he doesn’t want to. He hopes to have a stronger foundation because the Star Lord has a legendary realm, which is the super star level.

This is an invisible level that only true evildoers can challenge and try to break into, but those without sufficient talent will have no hope of entering even after ten thousand years.

Among the one hundred star masters, there are perhaps only a handful of cultivators who can reach the super star level.

He Laoliu is now in a super star position.

Small star positions can use the star power of small planets to practice or attack enemies, making them powerful enough to jump between planets.

Those with large star positions can resonate with large planets and draw on their power. Such planets are generally very large and are giant planets, such as Jupiter.

A cultivator at the peak of the Great Star rank is already qualified enough to be promoted to a higher level, break through to the Taixu realm, explore the deeper mysteries of the universe, and grasp more powerful forces.

However, the possibility of a cultivator who has been promoted to the peak of the Great Star Rank to reach the Immortal Realm is much lower than that of a cultivator who has been promoted to the Super Star Rank.

For super-star cultivators, they can quickly break through the Taixu realm in the future and soon reach the peak of Taixu. More than half of them may enter the immortal level in the future.

There are more than 20 immortals on the mother planet, and 80 to 90 percent of the star masters have reached super star level.

This is why Fangshan and the others have been working so hard, and He Laoliu has succeeded. He has a certain degree of resonance with the mother star, so his combat power is much stronger than that of a star lord like him, and he even dares to challenge the super strong ones in the Taixu realm.

Unfortunately, in order to resonate with the mother star, not only talent is needed, but also luck. If the mother star recognizes it, there will naturally be no problem. If not, it will be extremely difficult to enter the super star position.

If the Earth is a peerless beauty, the most white, rich and beautiful woman in the world, then the Star Lord is the poor boy pursuing her. Not only do you need good hardware, outstanding cultivation and talent, you also need to please her and say some sweet words.

For example, participating in the development of another world. For example, suppressing the chaos that broke out on the mother planet.

"One step wrong will lead to all steps wrong. How can we be willing to fall behind others?" Fang Shan shook his head.

If he gave up on reaching a higher level in this realm and instead pursued the next realm, hoping to surpass it at the next stage, the gap between him and He Laoliu would probably only get bigger.

If you are lazy at this level and want to catch up in another stage of life, the energy and effort you spend will be ten or even dozens of times more than others.

Being lazy now will lead to becoming a loser in the future.

The true immortals from the Sanqing Palace, Tianshi Mansion and other forces have been looking forward to it for a long time. One of them has a bad look on his face because his apprentice's life tablet has been broken.

This means that his disciple is dead.

In fact, there were also disciples who died in Tianjian Mountain and Xianwu Mountain. This is inevitable when exploring a different world, and it is the same for every pioneer.

This time, the mortality rate was actually very low, with only five people dying.

“I hope that after they return, they will gain enough luck and fortune. What level they can reach in the future depends on this time.”

Gu Sansi and Zhou Wu were in Meiling, and they were managers who coordinated the resources of Tianjian Mountain and Xianwu Mountain. This was also a good job, and they could get a lot of luck blessing, which was much better than other people in Meiling. Zhou Wu glanced at a treetop and saw the cold figure of the fourth sister Lin Xiyue standing there, as lonely as the fairy Chang'e, silent, and her face was like a lake without ripples.

She has a temperament as cool as the moon, a tall figure as delicate as jade, and a great figure, better than Feiyan and Diao Chan.

But next to her, there stood Chen Qingniu.

Zhou Wu, who was ready to watch the fun, had been paying attention to that place for a long time. He was ready to see whether Chen Qingniu would leave in embarrassment, or stay away from him wisely, or be expelled after angering Lin Xiyue.

"Senior Sister, you also know that I just entered the Earthly Immortal Realm last month, and I am just consolidating it. I hope you can give me some advice on how to practice next.

Fifth Brother is not as good as you in cultivation, and Master is busy with cultivation. You are the most suitable person for me. I hope Senior Sister will give me some advice."

Chen Qingniu was dressed in white, moving with the wind. He had dressed very carefully, and had a very elegant temperament and a very good image.

"The key to the Flying Sky Realm is to refine Qi and condense a golden elixir. It is enough to just follow this process. You don't need to be distracted by other things. You can ask the master after some time. It won't delay your practice."

Lin Xiyue's emotions did not fluctuate at all, and she was as cold as a stone.

"Sister, I wonder what kind of strange phenomenon appeared in your Dantian when you were in the Sky Control Realm? What kind of picture scroll was on the golden elixir?"

Chen Qingniu asked very sincerely, as if he was a student who was concentrating on learning. He looked into Lin Xiyue's eyes and was reluctant to even blink.

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, Senior Sister. Why don't you take a look at mine? I don't know what level I am at either."

After Chen Qingniu finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and held Lin Xiyue's cold and cool hands. Her hands were as soft and smooth as jade, which really made his heart flutter.

Zhou Wu was stunned by this scene: How did he do this? Senior sister, beat him up!

Zhou Wu shouted in his heart.

"Sister, your hands are so cold. I have a piece of Kunlun warm jade. I'll give it to you to warm your hands."

Chen Qingniu hung a jade plaque on Lin Xiyue's wrist and placed the jade in her palm.

Lin Xiyue remained silent, her calm eyes showed no change at all, as if she could not see Chen Qingniu's thoughts at all.

“The vision of Dantian and the Golden Elixir scroll are private secrets. I will not ask you, nor will I examine them.

How can you allow the power of others to invade your Dantian? If someone has bad intentions and damages or pollutes your Dantian, it will be a big trouble."

Lin Xiyue warned Chen Qingniu that she felt that her sixth junior brother was very stupid for making such common sense mistakes.

"How could Senior Sister do that? I absolutely trust you, so it's okay to let you see it."

Chen Qingniu kept bringing up the topic. In fact, he came here every day to "ask advice" from his senior sister, while his senior sister was drawing high-quality energy dissipating from the boundary gate in preparation for advancing to the second realm of the celestial being, the Divine Infant Realm.

“Speaking of which, Wang Xuan and the others should be back soon, but I don’t know what they have done and how much additional luck they can gain.

It is said that every pioneer who returns from another world will experience a strange phenomenon, with a pillar of luck hanging from his head. This is a gift from the origin of the mother planet.

The pillars of luck are divided into three colors, four colors, and five colors. The five colors are noble, and are the limit of luck that a pioneer can obtain. Most of them can only be possessed by exploring a powerful world.

For this trip to the Eight-Armed Heavenly King Realm, I guess four colors is the limit, after all, it is not a high-level world.

Generally speaking, after the disciples of the mountain sect return, the blessing of luck is within three colors and nine feet. Nine feet means that the disciple has the hope of reaching the third realm of earthly immortals in the future. The excellent ones have four colors and three feet, and the outstanding ones have the hope of four colors and six feet.

As long as Wang Xuan can get three colors and nine feet or four colors and three feet, it will be a great harvest."

This is just the blessing of luck in exploring a world. The cultivator himself has luck, and the future is constantly changing, so the future will only be higher than the pillar of luck bestowed by the mother star.

Chen Qingniu said this, but he knew that the blessing of luck this time was related to how fast the disciples of the mountain sect could break through to the level of earthly immortals and celestial immortals.

The future of a hundred-year-old earthly immortal and a hundred-year-old celestial immortal is naturally different. Their luck is also in a snowball state, so they cannot fall behind others.

He only hoped that Wang Xuan could perform better.

"Qingniu, when will you let go of your hand?" Lin Xiyue looked at him quietly, her hand still being held.

Chen Qingniu's face froze and he looked a little embarrassed, but then he became serious: "Senior sister's hands are too cold, I want to warm them up for you, wait a little longer, I will let go when Senior sister's hands are warm."

"My hands are not cold." Lin Xiyue said lightly.

(End of this chapter)