After that long sigh, the sound of chanting sutras began. Weizhi was also listening nearby. The abbot was chanting the sutras for rebirth. Judging from the merits of this little peach blossom demon, if he were to be reincarnated, he would probably be a wealthy young man with fine clothes and delicious food in his next life.
Then He chuckled. This was the first time He had laughed since coming to the lower world. The abbot originally thought He was a cultivator who knew the Peach Blossom Demon and came here to see him again, but he didn't expect He to actually laugh. For a moment, he was a little confused about what He meant.
The next second, Weizhi turned her head and met the abbot's gaze. For a split second, the abbot felt dizzy, his eyes becoming dull. Then Weizhi's irresistible voice came: "Go back."
Hearing this, the abbot nodded and then turned away staggeringly. After watching the abbot leave, a bottle appeared in Weizhi's hand.
Then he opened the cork, and the moment he opened the cork, a mysterious aura instantly enveloped the entire Jihua Temple.
Those monks and immortals who were still in the human world sensed the breath and instantly looked towards the direction of Jihua Temple, but the next second they screamed in pain and covered their eyes.
Feeling the burning pain in their eyes, they realized that the man was not someone they could afford to offend, but the man might be heading for the peach tree in Jihua Temple.
Thinking of what the peach tree had done, they lowered their hands and opened their stinging eyes. The peach tree had protected so many people, and they couldn't just stand by and watch someone attack it.
They decided that they would stop the man from harming the peach tree even if it meant death, so they headed towards Jihua Temple.
In Jihua Temple, Weizhi noticed those people rushing towards this side. The water from the Xingchen Creek in the porcelain bottle in her hand was poured onto the roots and then absorbed quickly.
He took advantage of the peach tree's absorption and swept out his divine sense, instantly freezing those people in place. Then a voice told them to go back, and they turned and headed back the way they came.
Inside Jihua Temple, Wei Zhi watched the peach tree before her madly absorb energy. She lightly touched its branches with her fingertips. She had checked and found that the peach demon wasn't completely dead. The tree still held a bit of his essence. Who could have preserved it?
Now that he had absorbed the water from the Star Stream, his essence was growing continuously. He had practiced before and with the blessing of his own merits, it was not difficult for him to reshape his essence.
Sure enough, not long after, a young man in black clothes appeared before him. With his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly lowered, Hui Ming bowed towards him and said, "Greetings, Ancient God."
Weizhi looked at him and said, "You chose a male appearance." Huiming was slightly stunned. From the tone of voice, the person in front of him seemed to be familiar to him. He had never seen His face before, so he didn't know what He looked like.
Then he looked up at Weizhi in front of him, his eyes lit up instantly, and he said with surprise: "Lengyan." Now that he has grown into an adult, it is not appropriate for him to call Weizhi "sister".
Weizhi just nodded slightly and said: "You haven't absorbed all the power yet, go back and absorb it." Huiming bowed and returned to the peach tree.
A few months passed, and the peach tree was full of peach blossoms again. Weizhi stayed by the peach tree to protect Huiming.
At this time, calamity clouds were rolling in the sky, and calamity thunder was brewing in it. The calamity clouds, as dark as ink, were frightening to look at, as if they were going to destroy the world.
Just a drop of the water from the Starry River could transform a mortal into an immortal. Wei Zhi poured a bottle of water directly into Hui Ming's mouth. Now that he had almost absorbed all the water from the Starry River, ascending directly to godhood would be no problem.
However, even though Huiming ascended to become a god, he was different from him. He truly possessed divine nature, while Huiming did not. Even if he became a god now, he could only be a land god in the mortal world. If he wanted to become a true god, he had to cultivate divine nature himself.
But godhood is extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is unknown whether he can cultivate godhood.
At this moment, the thunderbolts in the sky were brewing and about to strike down. Weizhi had already taken Huiming to a deserted mountain to survive the thunderbolts. She watched Huiming withstand each thunderbolt, then smoke billowed from his body. More thunderbolts, more smoke.
Weizhi was watching from the side the whole time. After a day passed, he saw Huiming was about to be chopped into charcoal. He guessed that if he continued to chop, Huiming would probably become lightning-struck wood.
Thinking of this, Weizhi looked up at the sky, and the next second the thunder tribulation seemed to be afraid and turned in the air and struck to the side.
Weizhi walked over and looked at Huiming, who was almost turned into charcoal on the ground, and asked: "You can still hold on." Huiming looked at him with a sad tone and a hint of death, and said: "I suspect you want to kill me."
Wei Zhi said calmly, "If I wish, I can resurrect you a thousand times after you die."
Hui Ming looked at him with a look of despair and said, "You are so vicious." Before Wei Zhi could say anything, Hui Ming was struck by lightning again the next second.
Hui Ming saw clearly that the lightning either came from the calamity cloud or struck down out of thin air. He was completely defeated and collapsed on the ground motionless.
Then the thunder from the sky struck again. Hui Ming jumped up from the ground in an instant and hid behind Wei Zhi. Wei Zhi looked at the turning thunder, but it seemed as if the thunder was crushed by something in an instant and dissipated in the air.
Hui Ming was dumbfounded. He stared blankly at everything, then looked at Wei Zhi in front of him. No one had told him that Leng Yan's true strength was so strong.
Weizhi looked at Huiming behind her and said calmly: "I helped you dodge twice, and now you dodge by yourself." Then she instantly reached a distance of ten feet away.
After being struck by lightning for another three days, Huiming's thunder tribulation finally passed. In an instant, strange phenomena appeared in the sky and earth, and Weizhi felt that a bright star had appeared in the void.
Upon seeing this, He turned and left the mortal world. Huiming could handle everything else on his own. The people of the cultivation world finally waited for the Ancient God Weizhi to stand in their mouths and leave.
Seeing this, everyone tried to persuade him to stay. The immortals from the upper realm had already returned to the upper realm, and now he was the only one in the lower realm who had not returned to the upper realm.
Wei Zhi heard their pleas to stay, turned around and looked at them with a cold tone, saying, "The calamity has been averted, what do you want from keeping me in the lower realm?"
One sentence ended their thoughts and drew a clear line between them.
Just at this moment, Wen Shi's voice rang out: "Ancient God Weizhi, do you know where Yan'er is?" The person in front of him was Yan'er but not Yan'er.
Weizhi lowered her eyes and looked at them and said, "We are not destined to meet in this life, so why bother asking to see you." As soon as she said this, Weizhi turned around and left, returning to the upper realm.
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One day in the upper realm, when Weizhi was creating a new small world under a pear tree, Tiandao appeared before him, knelt down and said, "Sir, those people committed suicide."
Wei Zhi raised her golden eyes and looked at Him and asked, "Who is it?"
Tiandao replied, "The sect master and elders of your sect while you were training in the mortal world." Weizhi withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "Next time, unless something happens in one of the smaller worlds, don't bother me."
Tiandao replied respectfully with a "yes" and then disappeared from the spot.
After a long time, a soft sigh sounded in the Ninth Realm, "The fate ends, and the world returns to its origin."
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