Chapter 242 It's Better To Arrange

These white-beards shouted more and more excitedly, and Yong Bowen was stunned.

As a member of the Taoist family, Yong Bowen has always been very clear that the ultimate goal of his practice is to become an immortal, that is to say, to become a member of the immortal or to become an equal existence with the immortal, rather than becoming a slave of the immortal.

This can be seen from some spells such as summoning gods and summoning ghosts to make demons practiced by human mages. Even immortals can also serve and move is the best proof.

But it's clear, but everyone is at least okay with it on the surface. It's unheard of who directly shouts to war with the fairyland like these white beardeds.

And the reason why they are clamoring to go to war with the fairyland is not because they have been bullied or treated unfairly, but because the fairyland has reached the soaring standard.

Isn't it the ultimate goal and wish of everyone to become an immortal? It doesn't seem to be a good thing when it's Ning Buki's turn to fall down. At least from the indignant performance of these old white beards, it's definitely not a good thing.

Yong Bowen remembered the third master and ancestor of Longhu Mountain. His cultivation must have reached the realm of soaring, but he did not want to go to the fairyland for some reasons, so that he hid in the dragon and tiger world all day long and did not go to the world. Occasionally, he was very careful to avoid being forced to fly by the fairy world.

It seems that if you have reached a certain level of practice, the fairyland can find it in some way and force it to fly up. That is to say, if you reach the level, you don't want to be an immortal!

Obviously, there is something in it that Yong Bowen doesn't know, but the third uncle knows, and it's better to know, and it's better to know the white-bearded old man standing below.

In the face of the fierce old white beards, a wisp of black beard looked particularly young - at this time, his actual appearance was not as old as when he appeared in the Qinglong Temple in the war. He just kept an extra beard - he waved his hand gently, so the whole hall immediately became silent, and all the white beards Lao Dao closed his mouth tightly and looked at Ning Buqi with expectant eyes.

"You don't know what's going on over there. Don't talk about it. Remember, the fairyland is the same as the world. Don't talk about the war. Not to mention that we can't beat the fairyland. Even if we can fight, we can't fight, and it's impossible to fight!" Ning Buki's expression is indifferent. It seems that he is neither worried nor happy about the upcoming soaring. He is a master who is not happy with things nor sad with himself. "Since they have made a request, I have to go, and you have to be prepared to help me share the pressure. It's a pity that Huiguo's bald donkey's calculation, otherwise, if it can fly to the immortal position, it will definitely relieve a lot of pressure.

Then a white-bearded old man shouted, "Brother, with your current cultivation, what's the difficulty of flying to the immortal throne? Can Huiguo's bald donkey count to go to the fairyland? He has nothing to do with that!" The white bearded old man is so old that he is about to lose scum. With wrinkles on his face, he actually calls him brother. It is obvious that he can't practice at home, which is not as Ning Bucci, who is already on his face.

"He can't calculate the fairyland or my soaring, but it's enough for him to calculate that I can't let go of the world." Ning Buchi still looks calm, and it seems that it's not a big deal to be tricked by Huiguo. "However, this is also good. Even if he doesn't count me, can I let him communicate with three thousand worlds in ten directions? I will leave a little bit of insight to fight with him in the world for a thousand years, and also add insurance by the way. The green dragon golden tire is so harmful that it can not only let him re-open up the ten-three thousand worlds, but also let other bull ghosts/snake gods get benefits!"

"Brother, no!"

"Pear master, how can this work!"

"Master, you have to think twice!"

A group of white-bearded old men were as excited as if water had splashed an oil pan, shouting one by one, as if the sky had collapsed.

The white-bearded brother was the most excited. He rushed up desperately and grabbed Ningbuqi's sleeve and shouted, "Brother, absolutely not, absolutely not!" You are soaring. It's too dangerous to do this!"

"If there are other options, I naturally hope to soar with all my strength and achieve the position of Tianxian. At that time, it will not be too difficult to guard a defense zone independently! It's a pity that I don't have time! It's true that people are not as good as God's calculations." Ning Buqi patted the white-bearded brother's hand, "Needless to say, I've made up my mind!" However, I will cut off all the connection with this divine consciousness. After soaring, I will have to bother you to come next.

"If you have anything, please tell me!" The white-bearded brother immediately responded loyally.

"After I soared, I'm afraid that the divine consciousness I left behind will be muddle-headed for a long time and can't rely on big things. However, if you want to deal with the green dragon golden fetus, you have to prepare immediately from this world to ensure a smooth progress after a thousand years. Therefore, I organized and set up an alliance, which was joined by elite disciples from all factions, regardless of sects and gender, to jointly plan this matter. After I soared, this alliance was handed over to your junior brother to manage and take responsibility. Just maintain this scale. There is no need to develop and expand it. It is guaranteed that it can continue until someone can deal with this matter after a thousand years later. That's enough!"

Ning Buqi pondered for a moment and said, "You can choose three or five elite disciples from this school to join the alliance to help you. In this way, when this school moves, you can't leave together. I've been too angry over the years. I don't know how many people I've offended. It must be difficult for you to stay in the world without me and the sect.

"No matter how difficult it is, I'm not afraid to work for my brother. It's just that I probably won't have a chance to meet my brother again from now on. I feel a little uncomfortable." The white-bearded brother pulled the sleeve of the black-bearded brother's sleeve and said this. Fortunately, there was no rotten girl present, otherwise he might be arranged like something, and at least one of his friends could not escape. Brother, I can't practice at home. I don't have a chance to go to the fairyland in my life. Since you have been to the fairyland, please tell me what kind of place it is. Why do you have to move the whole sect after you fly up? Do you allow it?

"Of course it is allowed. I have communicated with them. As for what kind of place the fairyland is, I can't describe it. I can only tell you that it's not a happy land, and it's not a good thing to become an immortal. It's okay not to go!" Ningbuqi said and waved his hand to the white bearded old people below, "Everyone leave. Go back and get ready. After I fly up, I will move the faction at most for three or five years. When I go back, I have to make it clear to my disciples. This transfer faction has not returned. It's extremely dangerous. It's all voluntary. If you don't want to go, hurry up. Send him back to his hometown, so as not to waste time when the day comes!"

****I'm the exhausted dividing line****

In the past few days, the baby has a gastrointestinal cold, and he has a fever at night. He went to the hospital at eight or nine o'clock in the evening for two consecutive days to get antipyretic injections. He couldn't sleep well all night. Last night, he struggled until three o'clock in the middle of the night to barely fall asleep.