She Zijiang quickly mobilized his spiritual power to stabilize his breath.
I'm still a little embarrassed about my previous gaffe.
After meeting his master's eyes, Shen Qingyi quickly suppressed the smile on his face and poured his master a cup of tea.
"Master, please have some tea."
She Zijiang coughed lightly and took the tea handed over by Shen Qingyi.
I took a sip and the tea was fragrant, refreshing and sweet.
A gentle spiritual power also gathered towards his limbs and bones.
She Zijiang always knew that the tea his apprentice had was good. After all, judging from the things she had given him as a gift, she had quite a lot of good stock.
He had never tasted this tea before, and it seemed a little different from the tea he had tasted before.
"This tea?"
Shen Qingyi smiled lightly.
"Master, this is scented tea. I got it by chance when I was passing through the Western Regions."
This is just one of the reasons. This Soul Realm Flower Tea has the effect of nourishing the soul, and she also added some wood spirit liquid made by Tianyuan into it, which has a good effect on nourishing the body and recovering from injuries.
Hearing that it was an opportunity for his own disciple, She Zijiang stopped asking questions.
As for the strong liquor that Shen Qingyi was drinking, he stopped forcing himself and drank tea.
Just looking at Shen Qingyi drinking, I couldn't help but remind him.
"Qingyi, drink...in moderation. Don't overdo it. Don't harm your body."
Although the bodies of monks are not like those of ordinary people, the spiritual power and medicinal power contained in alcohol, especially strong liquor, can cause certain harm to the bodies of monks if it is not produced properly and if they drink too much.
Shen Qing nodded and obediently put down the wine in his hand.
She really didn't like drinking in the past, but during those days of training alone, Shen Qingyi slowly went from being reluctant to accepting it, and now it has become a habit.
Sometimes she even preferred to use spiritual wine instead of pills to restore her spiritual power.
It was very comfortable in the space. This was the most comfortable time She Zijiang had experienced since he entered the Fallen God Realm.
With his own disciples accompanying him, he didn't have to fight all the time. Moreover, after the previous battle, he believed that the cultivators from the Pankong Realm would take over some matters one by one and then come forward.
Those who are in power in the Pankong Realm are not all fools.
And it was indeed as She Zijiang expected, after knowing what happened in the Fallen Angel Realm.
The cultivators of Pankong Realm were filled with fear, anger, and relief.
Their disciples finally stood up!
Everyone was very quiet at this meeting.
Jiang Yuan looked at everyone and spoke slowly.
"Now, everyone understands why the Immortal Realm suddenly sent us this news. Within the Fallen God Realm, our people are diligently paving the way for us to reach the Pankong Realm! If it weren't for their fearlessness of life and death... how could the cultivators of the Holy King Palace be exposed? How could the cultivators of the Immortal Alliance give us a way out? But, everyone, our cultivators' sacrifice cannot be in vain!"
Everyone's eyes were particularly determined at this moment.
This time the news is really detailed!
It was so detailed that everything their people did in the Fallen Angel Realm and what they said before they died were all passed down.
"I, a cultivator from the Pankong Realm, never fear life or death!"
"After I fall, countless others will stand up behind me! Fight until the last one!"
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Although Liu Qingxin, Shen Qingyi, and the Blood Team in the Nascent Soul area played a significant role, the role of those cultivators who self-destructed to pave the way for Pan Kong cannot be ignored!
The little guys in the Foundation Establishment Stage persevered to the death, the Golden Core Stage fought desperately, the Out-of-Body Stage bravely charged forward, and the Fusion Stage devised strategies and plots...
Jiang Yuan closed his eyes. After living for so many years and practicing till now, his mindset has become much more open-minded about life and death, rise and fall than ordinary cultivators.
But at this moment, he felt his eyes were still a little hot and his heart was a little stuffy.
The road to Pankong Realm is being opened up by countless people!
"We are their last shield! They are our indomitable sword! If they don't retreat, neither will we!"
Jiang Yuan let out a breath.
"However, we can't just sit there and wait. We have to make our preparations! Let them fight on the front lines with peace of mind! Let the light in our sky grow brighter and brighter!"
The five realms of the fairy world frowned as they looked at the place that communicated with the lower spiritual realm.
"It's been so long, and there's still no news from the Pankong Realm? There's no news from the other lower spiritual realms either?"
The elder from the East Region was the first one who couldn't stand it anymore. He slammed his hand on the table and frowned.
"What do they mean?! Are they playing dumb now?! We've already said this much! Are they trying to push their luck even further?!"
The elder of the Southern Region hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke.
"How about we discuss it with them again?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the elders of the Central Region frowned, and the elders of the Eastern Region suddenly looked at the elders of the Southern Region.
"Discuss?! Who do they think they are?! Do they really think that without the Pankong Realm and a few lower spiritual realms, my Fusheng Wanyu Immortal Realm will be in trouble?! This world will collapse!? Just because I gave them a little face, they really think they are important?!"
After hearing his words, the hall fell into silence again, and the face of the Southern Region Elder became ugly.
Although he wanted to be a peacemaker, he was not one to tolerate others' temper, so his face fell.
"If you don't want to discuss it, that's fine, then let it be. But don't blame me for being blunt. Even though the Holy King Palace is primarily targeting the Lower Spirit Realm this time, don't forget who benefits the most from the Fallen Angel Realm?"
The expressions of everyone present couldn't help but change slightly.
The ones who profited the most, apart from the Holy King Palace, were naturally their several major immortal realms, especially the Daoxian League that took over.
In the fairy world, although there are many scattered immortals, almost all resources are monopolized and controlled by the Immortal Alliance and some powerful families.
The Immortal Alliance may seem like a combination of many forces in the immortal world, but after countless years of evolution, it has already formed its own internal structure and some rules invisibly.
It is the Immortal Alliance, and it is not the Immortal Alliance.
It can be said that it is a combination of many forces, or it can be said that it has formed a somewhat independent force.
The Fallen Angel Realm is rich in resources, especially the ancient beast crystals inside, which are extremely precious.
The Immortal Alliance has long considered that place their own territory...
Seeing everyone's expressions, the Southern Region Elder spoke again.
"We've only given those Lower Spirit Realms three chances to open up. What happens after those three chances? Are the things the Holy King Palace has done really only targeting the Lower Spirit Realms? Are you all still fresh-faced youngsters entering the world of immortal cultivation?"
Why are you pretending to be innocent here?
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