Chapter 129 After all, I still can't let go Over
there, Di Yange looked at the familiar purple clouds and purple thunder, and rushed to the sky excitedly.
As he approached, he also greeted him cordially.
"Da Zi, why are you alone? Why didn't Xiao Zi and Xiao Jin come?"
Da Zi was in charge of various major thunders, including the Nine Heavens Thunder that specifically struck her, and this Ascension Thunder, and Xiao Zi was in charge of the Curse Thunder.
Da Jin's was the shocking thunder, such as going against the will of heaven, punishing evildoers, and monsters transcending the thunder, and Xiao Jin was the thunder of the small-stage breakthrough.
It took her
a lot of effort to tell them apart. Zi Yun obviously twitched, and was obviously a little surprised to see Di Yange.
After all, this time, it was not here to strike her.
So why was she joining in the fun?
It trembled there, and the meaning was very obvious, as if it was asking her to get out of here quickly, otherwise she would be struck by it too.
However, Di Yange suddenly rushed into the purple cloud, and the two of them were like close old friends.
"Da Zi, I think we will have many opportunities to meet in the future. You should cultivate your relationship more. Look at Xiao Jin and Xiao Zi, they are much more passionate than you."
How could it not be passionate to strike her right away?
The purple cloud ignored her and began to brew the Ascension Tribulation Thunder.
However, as soon as it brewed a sign, Di Yange opened his bloody mouth and swallowed it.
To be honest, this Ascension Tribulation Thunder, compared to her Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, is like a meal that has not been eaten full.
However, her internal organs were still baptized by the thunder tribulation, and they were broken and gathered again, gathered and broken, and at the same time, they were quenched and condensed by the thunder.
Obviously, her body has adapted to this intensity of thunder.
Everyone just watched Di Yange swallowing the freshly brewed purple thunder one mouthful after another.
Ziyun was obviously numbed by the swallowing.
Originally, seven of the nine ascension thunders had been swallowed.
So after releasing the last two, it quickly fled far away.
The speed was so fast that it was afraid that Di Yange would swallow its cloud of thunder.
This human is really a dog.
After Di Yange swallowed the last two thunders of thunder, she found that Ziyun had already drifted away.
At the same time, strange phenomena fell from the sky, and a sky full of rosy clouds fell from the sky, covering the entire Xianlai Sect.
All the disciples in this rosy cloud were constantly improving their cultivation, including Di Yange, who was closest to Yi Yuehua.
Perhaps this is the legendary one person's enlightenment brings success to all his family members.
She was the most unlucky one as she was the closest to the heavens.
Unfortunately, the injuries she had just received from the thunderbolt were healed by the rosy clouds.
Of course, Yi Yuehua, who was at the center of the rosy clouds, benefited even more.
After the rosy clouds, suddenly a sound like an ancient sound rang in everyone's ears, and then a vortex with colorful light appeared in the sky.
A golden light fell from the middle of the vortex, enveloping Yi Yuehua in the ruins.
This is the guiding divine light from the upper realm.
Di Yange had never thought that Yi Yuehua could break through two levels in one breath and ascend directly.
Perhaps there will be no chance for them to meet again.
"Junior brother, you actually ascended."
The sect master walked in front of Di Yange without knowing when.
He looked at Yi Yuehua, who was bathed in golden light not far away, with envy and pride in his eyes, and more of excitement.
Because the greatest wish of a cultivator is to ascend to the upper realm and become an eternal existence in the upper realm.
Now that Yi Yuehua can ascend, it is exactly what he wants to see.
From now on, their Xianlai Sect has finally broken the bad luck of no one ascending in this world for thousands of years.
Their Xianlai Sect is the well-deserved number one sect.
Until Yi Yuehua disappeared into the sky with the golden light, Di Yange was still staring at the colorful vortex, thinking.
This thing seems to be a little different from the teleportation array, and it is worth studying.
"Nephew, since Chihua has ascended, you will be the leader of Yuemiao Peak and the elder of our Xianlai Sect."
The Sect Master thought of the brothers who had been eyeing Di Yange and wanted to take her as a disciple, and of course he himself.
Now that Chihua has ascended, there will definitely be a bloody storm of seizing disciples.
For the sake of quietness in his ears and to prevent these brothers from having a rift in their hearts, he simply let Di Yange take over the position of elder.
The Sect Master's decision came very suddenly, and Di Yange was a little unprepared.
She looked at the Sect Master in surprise: "This is not good. After all, Master has just ascended. And... Sect Master, I still have to go to the mortal world to do something. It may take a long time."
After all, she never thought about coming back after she left, and she never wanted to be an elder.
However, the Sect Master would not accept rejection.
He directly handed her a nameplate representing the elder.
At the same time, he smiled at her and said, "People of my generation who practice cultivation often seclude themselves for decades or even hundreds of years. As an elder, you can go to the secular world at will. But you must report to the sect every five years. Also, if the sect urgently summons you, you must return."
Di Yange obviously didn't want to be an elder: "It's so troublesome. Or forget it."
"If you don't accept it, do you think your uncles will let you go? Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, they will find a way to find you. In order to accept you as a disciple, I guess they will be very patient."
As expected of the leader of a sect, he is good at using big tricks.
Di Yange was fooled and stunned. By the time she reacted, she couldn't return the goods.
"..."
Di Yange looked at the elder's nameplate in her hand.
Then she looked at the clan leader who had already left.
Just as she was about to chase him out, she was surrounded by a group of uncles who were vying to take in disciples.
So she held up the nameplate and said, "My uncles, I am already an elder, so you should forget about taking in disciples."
Di Yange looked at the group of uncles who were gritting their teeth, took out a broken wooden board, jumped onto it, and quickly left Xianlai Sect.
Di Yange sat on the broken wooden board, and finally couldn't help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.
But it's not a big problem, just a minor injury. Because of that ray of light, she will probably be alive and kicking again in a few days.
After flying for a while, she looked back at the direction of Xianlai Sect from a distance, and suddenly felt a little disappointed.
Maybe we will never see each other again.
After staying here for such a long time, I still can't let go.
...
"By the way, who's next?"
Someone on the light curtain suddenly said, and everyone present was silent.
Yes, who's next.
Everyone looked at Mo Changliu.
Mo Changliu was so anxious that he almost jumped up and down: "What are you all looking at me for? It's definitely not me. When it was my turn, Di Yange had already reached the level of a spirit transformation."
"It should be me."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and saw a man in a bright yellow robe standing among a group of brothers in distress, looking at the light screen without turning his head.
The man had a handsome face, but there was a bit of evil in his slightly pursed lips, which was cold and seemed to carry a strong aura like a king dominating the world.
"You are... Feng Linye?" One of them recognized him and said.
"Yes. I am the person Di Yange feels the most sorry for."
Feng Linye's casual words attracted everyone's hatred.
What does it mean that Di Yange feels the most sorry for?
Which one of them is not the person she feels the most sorry for.
Obviously, this is another troublemaker who is very unsociable.