The thunder rolled, as if it was going to split the earth.
Mo Tianchen endured the increasingly powerful thunder with his body, one after another.
His internal injuries became more and more serious. In the end, it was no longer blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but blood gushed out uncontrollably.
Gu Qingxi clenched his fists tightly, silently counting how many thunders there were. .??.
When it came to the fortieth thunder, Mo Tianchen's eyes had been black. His Dantian was completely unable to gather spiritual power.
He had been struggling to hold on.
Because he knew that once he fell, his little disciple would definitely rush up to resist the thunder for him.
He absolutely did not allow this to happen, so he almost fell several times, but he held on. All his magic weapons and elixirs had been used up, and there were no more magic weapons and elixirs in his storage bag.
But when the forty-fourth thunder came, he knew he could no longer hold on. This thunder was thicker than any of the previous ones.
The thunderbolt, as thick as a pillar, roared and rushed from the sky.
Mo Tianchen's body shook, and he closed his eyes unwillingly.
But the next moment, after the thunderbolt fell on him, he opened his eyes wide in astonishment.
This thunderbolt, which was so powerful and seemed to be so powerful, felt like a tickle when it fell on him.
He was not wrong, it really felt like a tickle.
Mo Tianchen opened his eyes and looked at the sky, with question marks in his mind.
Before he could react, the next thunderbolt had already come.
It was still a tickle.
He really felt a little itchy on his back.
Okay, it was confirmed that the Heavenly Dao had let him off again because of his little disciple.
If it really struck like this, he really couldn't resist it.
Mo Tianchen just stood there quietly
, waiting for the last few thunderbolts to fall with great momentum.
The last thunderbolt was no longer a thunderbolt, but a gift and reward.
This thunderbolt was to cleanse the meridians and forge the tendons and bones. It healed all the injuries on Mo Tianchen's body.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and spiritual rain fell.
A ray of light hit Mo Tianchen's body, and a bright hole appeared faintly in the sky.
Mo Tianchen is about to ascend!
A smile appeared on Gu Qingxi's face. She flew on a sword and rushed to Mo Tianchen's side.
Mo Tianchen hugged Gu Qingxi tightly in his arms.
Gu Qingxi buried her head in Mo Tianchen's chest, her eyes were sore.
She knew that it was time to say goodbye to her master.
"Parting is for reunion, little disciple, the master is waiting for you up there." Mo Tianchen let Gu Qingxi hold his body and said with a smile.
"Yeah." Gu Qingxi said with a little sob. Then she reached out and scratched the master's curly hair. It felt good, she didn't want to be separated from her master.
The bright light in the sky hit Mo Tianchen's body, as if urging him to leave as soon as possible.
Mo Tianchen turned into a human form, reached out and touched Gu Qingxi's head, then raised his head and waved to his disciples, the people of Tianqing Sect, stepped on the ground, and flew into the sky.
A huge suction force sucked Mo Tianchen away, and Mo Tianchen's figure gradually became smaller, and finally flashed, and disappeared directly in everyone's eyes.
Gu Qingxi stood there, looking up at the sky, and did not retract her eyes for a long time.
Ye Wuchen came to Gu Qingxi's side, took her into his arms, and whispered, "You will meet Master again."
Gu Qingxi's
voice was a little choked, "Yeah."
After so many years, the first person in the world of cultivation finally ascended.
Next, the world of cultivation was like a floodgate opened, and the cultivators ascended one after another.
Gu Qingxi sent away one person she knew after another. Her disciples ascended one after another. The way of heaven seemed to not allow these powerful beings to stay in this world, and constantly urged these people to ascend.
The first disciple to ascend was her eldest disciple, and it seemed that they came in order, followed by the second disciple, the third disciple, and the fourth disciple.
When the sixth disciple was about to ascend, she hugged Gu Qingxi's thighs and cried bitterly. What Lord of Southern Xinjiang? Now she was just a child who had to leave her parents and travel alone. She didn't want to leave her master, she just wanted to be with her master.
But if she didn't ascend, the way of heaven would directly split her soul to pieces.
She was not afraid of death, but she was afraid that she would never be able to be with her master again.
So, Qu Feixuan ascended while crying.
The seventh disciple Bai Muye, who always looked expressionless and cold-hearted, actually had tears in his eyes before ascending. He hugged Gu Qingxi and didn't want to let go.
It was still Ye Wuchen who pulled his collar and dragged him away.
Ye Wuchen said with a dark face, "You are not a child of three or four years old now. You are an old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Don't act like a spoiled child! Besides, there are differences between men and women!"
Bai Muye glanced at Ye Wuchen, and then said to Gu Qingxi, "Master, he is like a stepfather."
Gu Qingxi almost burst out laughing.
Bai Muye also ascended in this way.
And the person who cried the most because he had to leave his master to ascend was not Qu Feixuan, but the eighth disciple Su Wanling.
"Master, I don't want to ascend now, I want to wait for you to ascend together. Why is the way of heaven rushing me?" Su Wanling
cried so hard that he was about to hiccup. Although he has also lived for tens of thousands of years, he was asleep most of the time and did not experience as much as his senior brothers and sisters. He was still a teenager mentally.
"Be good, go up first, the brothers and sisters will take care of you. The master will be here soon." Gu Qingxi sighed, touched Su Wanling's head, and then turned to look at Qin Cangyuan who was standing aside, "Isn't there someone to accompany you to ascend together?"
As a result, Su Wanling cried even more miserably.
"I don't want to ascend with him. I want to ascend with my master."
Qin Cangyuan's mouth twitched, as if he was rejected. He didn't want to ascend with this crying person, okay, it's childish and embarrassing! He also wanted to ascend with the master. He just wanted to cling to the thigh to the end.
Su Wanling was stupid and didn't delve into the reason why the Heavenly Dao urged them so urgently. But he was different. He was strong, had lived for so long, had experienced more, and had calculated many people. He had already smelled something wrong.
However, he guessed that the master should have noticed it a long time ago. So the master had the same attitude as the Heavenly Dao and urged them to ascend quickly.
Su Wanling finally ascended with Qin Cangyuan.
Qin Cangyuan clearly felt that the thunder struck him half to death, but the thunder on Su Wanling's side was loud but weak. In the end, he was lying on the ground, and Su Wanling was still standing and waving at Gu Qingxi.
The Heavenly Dao was unfair!
But he could only hold it in.
Can't afford to offend!
Gu Qingxi had indeed noticed something wrong.
The Heavenly Dao kept urging the cultivators in this plane who had reached the level of ascension to ascend quickly. And it seemed that the more time passed, the weaker the power of the thunder, which meant that the conditions for ascension were relaxed.
Why?
Gu Qingxi looked up at the sky, because, did something happen in the previous plane?
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