The Gate Of Good Fortune

Finally, Master Qionghua turned around and said to Master Shallow Xiao, "Mom, take care. ”

After saying this, Master Jong-hwa went to the gray land, and she knew it was a turning world of proof.

Seeing Master Qionghua go to the gray land, Master Shallow Xi was relieved. As soon as Master Jong-hwa walks in, 90% will take the third step. The hardest thing to cultivate is not the third step, but the first step.

Master Jong-hwa just walked in front of the White Land and suddenly broke free of the ancient token in her hand. An ancient token burst into a grey light in the gray land, and a tacit distorted channel appeared in front of Master Jong-hwa.

Master Qionghua did not hesitate this time, just step out. After she entered this twisted gray passage, the gray land returned as it had been, as if nothing had happened.

A roundabout of backward breath washed over, and the vast pound of avenues filled the surroundings of Master Jong-hwa. At this moment, Master Jong-hwa can sense that his avenues are sublimating. A clear path of heaven and earth rules is captured by her, and even here she can derive her own rules from her own avenue. Whenever she wishes, she can congeal herself to the world of dreams with derived rules at any time.

The passage is endless, and the vast rules of heaven and earth are endless in this passage. Just wait for Master Jong-hwa to realize and then to derive the world of rules that belong to her. And the rules of heaven and earth here give Master Jong-hwa a state of chaos at the opening of the universe, so that she can create the strongest realm.

Master Jong-hwa took a slow breath, and she finally understood the power of the Nine Spins of the Sacred Way. Combined with her own avenue and the chaotic atmosphere of the universe here, she will be the mighty once she has entered the third step of condensing her world rules.

After walking nearly a hundred feet, Master Jong-hwa stopped and there was a huge white stone platform in front of her a few feet. There are three words suspended above the platform, chopping off stones.

This stone, Master Jong-hwa knows. If she is to enter the third step and build her own world, she must first decapitate all the myths she has had on this mindset.

Even the little drip she once kept with Ningcheng would be chopped off. Her mother didn't worry about retaining the sentiment she had had with Ningcheng in Ningcheng because she knew there was a mindfulness stone here. Emotion is a mystery to the stone.

Master Jong-hwa took a few more steps, standing in front of this white chopping stone, her body trembled slightly. She knows that this chop will have nothing to do with Ningcheng. Across the stone, she is Master Jong-hwa. Jong-hwa, the master of the vast universe who stood by his own will of extinction, from now on, her world has only a way.

At this moment, the little drip with Ningcheng slowly flashed through her mind, for her Ningcheng to invade the Love Sect, for her Ningcheng house life to find dust mountain, for her Ningcheng city whatever meteor into the sword mountain path. Once she and Ningcheng fled in Yixing mainland, once she and Ningcheng slept together in Roland star...

She is also forbidden for Ningcheng, seeking Dan everywhere for Ningcheng, giving up her life for Ningcheng...

She laughed with Ningcheng, and she fled with Ningcheng. Practice together, wander together.

When Ningcheng came to Taiyi to find her that day, she told her to practise, since they could love each other for the first time, they could love each other for the second time.

Ningcheng also told her on that day that there was a kind of love that could not be revolved, that could not be cut off without time and time, and that the stronger avenue could not be cut off. If the avenue chops off that love, we'll do it again. If the avenue stops us from doing it again, I'll cut the avenue...

Ningcheng is right, there is a kind of love that can't be reversed, can't be cut off without timing, can't be cut off the stronger avenue. But Ningcheng is also wrong, that kind of love is not chopped off. Once it's cut off, it's not that love you get back.

Remember when she was on Roland Star, she heard a song from Ningcheng, “How much love can come back...”

Not to mention that today she stands before the stone is chopped. Once she chops that love off, she will never do it again, ever again.

Master Qionghua looked at the stone-cutting stone and remained silent for a long time.

Even if we could do it again, why should we go beyond what we already have? I don't want to, not least. Easy to lose, too hard to get.

She stood beside the stone and did not move. Time just drifted away, and I don't know how long later, her hair slowly greyed out.

At this time, Master Qionghua's eyes finally became firm. She slowly raised her head and no longer looked at the mindfulness stone. Instead, she went directly into the distorted channel.

How much love can come back?

Even the Ninth Circuit gave her little chance to make her own choices. Today she has a choice. What could be more fortunate?

She chose her own heart, and she did not want to chop off the only lover of the tenth century, the only precious memory she wanted to keep.

Just as Master Jong-hwa surpassed the stone-cutting step, a terrible avenue swept in. The endless rules tear Master Jong-hwa apart and preserve a hint of emotional memory. Master Jong-hwa has just not formed a world prototype, at this moment stagnant.

The fierce rhyme directly solidifies all of Master Jong-hwa's beliefs, and Master Jong-hwa's breath solidifies with that fierce rhyme at this moment.

The Holy Emperor may have endless lifetimes, but it's just a flash to crash.

Master Qionghua maintained the appearance of crossing the chopping stone, thus solidifying in the initial position of the entire chopping circuit. At this moment, she was like a statue, standing and looking back at the vast and far-reaching circle of carnage.

Her breath gradually dissipated, and her vitality dissipated throughout the chopping circle.

Despite being nebulized and the sculpture at the beginning of the chopping cycle, Master Jong-hwa's eyes still carry a glimmer of vision.

Tenth century round, she left nothing precious. Only the love of the ninth century, even if exchanged for her in the third step, would she not want to, and she would never think that the forsaken things could be recovered.

The circulating sound of the "woo” rhyme is surrounded in the chopping circle, like a kind of heavenly and earthly cry, and it seems incomprehensible that there are also people who come to the chopping circle, do not cross the chopping stone.

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Ningcheng is sitting in a vast void above a boulder that no one can sweep with God. The scent of the avenue formed a whirlpool of paths around him, which merged with the scent of his avenue, constantly being perceived and then merged.

In the middle of Hedao, the boundary is constantly climbing. At this time, Ningcheng's eyes are slightly restrained and its mind is calm. Letting the boulevard smell merge and let its strength continue to improve.

Just give him time, in this place, he can definitely cross into the later stages of the syndicate.

Immersed in the rhyme of the rolling track, Ningcheng's eyes were about to cross into the late stage of the syndicate. Suddenly, a burst of boredom appeared. Ningcheng opened its eyes violently, and a blood rushed against his throat.

“Pfft...” a blood arrow erupted, Ningcheng had no room to even stop it.

Ningcheng took a sip of cold air, and since obtaining Xuan Huang Zhu, he realized that Xuan Huang had no face, he had never vomited blood in the cultivation process.

But this time, there was no reason to vomit blood, and there were no signs. There was even a panic in his mind that seemed to have lost what was most precious.

It was so easy to accumulate the intermediate breath that it was about to break through the tunnel, and at this time it drifted a thousand miles back to the beginning.

Ningcheng frowned and his mind penetrated carefully. Did someone haunt him where he practiced?

Duan Gantai didn't dare to do it. That Chu Jiuyu and he were unjustly avenged, and he would not do so. Besides, with the strength of both of them, it is impossible to do anything beside him without his discovery. The only possibility is the soul that once hid in his yellow beads.

After a long time, Ningcheng retracted his consciousness and he found no suspicious circumstances. There seems to be some hidden pain in the heart, which makes Ningcheng even more confusing.

After a long period of quiet repair, Ningcheng again imposed several defensive restraints and a surveillance formation method where he practiced, which continued to sit at the end of the impact pavement.

Faced with this opportunity, if he doesn't impact the later stages of the tunnel, the further away he will be.

The previously scattered atmosphere gathered again around Ningcheng at this moment and slowly turned into a cocoon of avenues.

The cocoon is getting thicker and heavier with a pounding boulevard of origin. Ningcheng suddenly stood up, and the rhymes around him were becoming more and more solidified, and the rules were even clearer to see with the naked eye.

Time and space rotated around him, and the path flowed beneath his feet.

There was peace in the heart of Ningcheng, and he knew it was the end of the road he was about to cross.

Not very far from Ningcheng, a skinny, shady man suddenly stood up and stared at the location of Ningcheng. He is well aware that Ningcheng is approaching the late stages of the syndicate. He wanted to rush over and take advantage of Ningcheng. But he withstood his anger, at which point he knew that his strength and Ningcheng comparison were still missing.

Had it not been for the discovery of Kunshi, he would never have touched Ningcheng so early. At best, rushing past this time can stop Ningcheng from prolonging its journey into the later stages of the syndicate, without causing any harm to Ningcheng. He, on the other hand, will lose the opportunity to practice on the rocks.

Yimer, now Ningcheng, was just an enemy he would never let go. Something that belongs to him, he'll definitely get it back. If he can't get it back now, he will.

The flames of anger soon subsided from the skinny man, who slowly sat down and closed his eyes again. For him, being able to set foot on the rockless stone and congeal himself to the rhyme of the avenue is equally extinct. He is going to kill Yammer and Ningcheng, and this extinction must not be easily wasted.

It is not too late for the strong to avenge themselves.

(That's all for today's update, good night, friends!

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