Chapter 1113: Immortal Xia Is A Little Salty (27)

When I saw the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor, Xia Ling felt that the truth might be more cruel than she thought.

No one mentioned the catastrophe of that year.

Thirty-three days or more, there are thirty-two days, and all the way to nine days, everyone wants to get rid of the embarrassment of thirty-three days, and desperately go up.

The immortals held a group to practice, only to ascend the rank.

Xia Ling looked at them, and felt that it would be boring to be afraid for more than thirty-three days. It was better to be her flower farmer.

She tried to find a way to get in touch with the Nether. Ascending people of the Yunshan School, when they were ascending, they should have some flowers and spirits that were resistant to life.

The Yunshan faction didn't know what Xia Ling was doing. As soon as they heard the fairy's message, they felt that this matter must be extremely important.

Nine hundred years have passed, and Xia Ling finally saw a familiar person beside the flying platform.

The spirited old man was in a tattered robe, but the Yun Jian in his hand was a solid illustration of his identity.

"Master! You are here!"

Xia Ling went up.

"Um." The old man was awake from the confused illusion, and opened his eyes to see Xia Ling, and then saw the broken heavens and heavens.

This heaven is different from the fairyland where he imagined the treasures of spirits everywhere ...

"Has the flower seed been brought?"

"Bring it." The old man touched the pocket he was wearing.

There are many flowers and spirits in the sac.

He used to think that it would be useful to plant flowers, but now the old man understands that it is useful.

She is preparing to improve the environment of heaven, planting flowers and flowers here.

"Master, this is the Immortal Gongfa. You can learn it. We have thirty-three days above my head. I helped you to contact the immortal. You can go up and take a look. If you like, stay in the thirty-three days and continue to God. Bit shock. "

Xia Ling took the flowers and gave the old man a jade bamboo slip, and used the sound-transfer method to call the thirty-three heavens of the fairy.

"Okay, then I'll take a look first." The old man answered.

Xia Ling nodded.

The old man and the fairy went, and this one never returned.

Thirty-three heavy heavens have countless powers and countless exercises. As long as they are cultivated to be powerful and have a side force, that fairyland is more like the heavenly courts that the cultivators think, and Xia Ling does not blame the old man. .

However, a person staying in the heavenly court, in addition to planting some flowers and grasses, when Xia Ling practiced, occasionally opening his eyes, he would be a bit lonely.

The first millennium has passed and Xuan Lin has not risen.

After the second millennium passed, Xuan Lin still did not soar.

The third millennium ...

Xuan Lin's reincarnation is just a common birth, three thousand years ... The Mahayana period is only two thousand five hundred years. Will he still soar?

Xia Ling began to feel anxious.

She was standing beside the ascension platform every day. She saw many soaring monks from Yunshan and other denominations. She wanted to inquire into the whereabouts of Xuan Lin from the ascensionists.

However, none of them knew the name Xuan Lin.

The fourth one thousand years.

Heaven has been filled with a flower called a mandala by Xia Ling.

This kind of flower is very beautiful, deep purple flowers, just like blossoming little slaps.

The mandala climbing on the broken wall of Nantianmen, the deep and shallow flowers, has made this Shangtian court makeup a fairyland.

"Hey, do you think Xuan Lin is dead?"

"Maybe." Hehe said.

Xia Ling: "Aren't you a system? Give me a look at him?"

Hi, he was quiet for a while, as if he was helping Xia Ling to investigate.

After a short while, he just started talking.

"No, not in the same service area."

good night--

(End of this chapter)