Vol 2 Chapter 1383: Lifting the sky

Xia Qingyu and Ming Xiao finally made different choices, but at the same time, they also put forward some additional requirements.
Xuanyuanhong said to Sun Hao: "They are not easy, you have to fly up, and some small demands should be promised."
Ten years later, it has since become very fast.
I lived in the north for three years, lived in Fengdu for three years, and lived in Tiangong for three years.
Ten years passed by, and the Huang Daoji Day of Buding was about to come. It was like a grand festival, and it was like a grand festival. It was busy and orderly.
In ten years, Wu Xianlang personally took the town to a fairy mountain, and decorated the fairy mountain to be grand and festive. No matter whether Sun Hao used it or not, he built a high platform and arranged the seat.
More than two years ago, Sun Hao had been able to personally feel the tremendous repulsive power of this world.
Sun Hao had to spend more time in the smuggling of empty towers to avoid the exclusion of the world.
Moreover, after a decade of careful scrutiny, after reviewing the vast amount of information on the Temple of the Pluto, the Holy Palace, and the Temple of Heaven, Sun Hao gradually figured out what the ascension was.
This world is soaring, simply saying that it is like a woman getting pregnant.
Heaven and earth are like women, and monks are like fetuses.
The practice of monks has reached the limit of heaven and earth, just as the woman expires in October, and it is time for childbirth.
The heavens and the earth gave birth, and the monks soared.
It is not easy for a woman to give birth, and it is naturally difficult to give birth in heaven and earth.
Therefore, the monks will rise and face difficulties.
Just as the fetus needs to drill out of the mother's abdomen, the monk must also drill through the barriers of the heavens and the earth.
The strength of the fetus is very large. If you can't drill it, it will be difficult to produce.
The same is true for monks. If the strength is insufficient and the strength is not enough, it will unfortunately fly to failure.
And the accident like Yuxi is actually a special case.
He Xiqiang smashed the barrier of the heavens and the earth, but he did not spare any effort to continue to soar. So, unfortunately, he was fortunate enough to be sucked into the past by the strange time and space of another party. He became a real baby child, but she did not know she grew up. After that, can you wake up the memory of this world and re-enter the path of monasticism.
Sun Haofeisheng said that it is simple and simple. It breaks the barriers of the heavens and the earth, finds the right path of ascension, and successfully enters the upper bound and continues to practice.
Tiangong classics record.
This monk is soaring, it seems that it cannot rise to the fairy world, but another higher-level cultivation world. What kind of world is it, the record is unknown.
Before the ascent, Sun Hao was very surprised to receive a tower.
The largest rancher in the tower, the self-proclaimed incense and the disciple of the disciples, the life of the road is to rely on the tower to continue his "terrorism" cause, and ultimately there is no way, Sun Hao can only accept it as a tower. Otherwise, when it is soaring, the heaven and earth will force him to repel the tower and tear it into pieces.
According to the records of the classics, the monks are soaring, and men and women are different. Just like mortals give birth, there are specific hours and particulars.
Sun Hao’s choice of flying time is
noon
!
"Men will have no lunch at noon, and my daughter will have no children."
Flying at noon, when Daji.
The blue sky is very wide, far away, and occasionally seeing the white clouds.
The sun is shining.
Just at noon.
Sun Hao’s body swayed out of thin air and appeared on the platform. The surrounding area was slightly owed:
Agarwood has seen all of you, thank you for your friend’s departure for Aquilaria.

The ceremony was completed and the voice said: "Congratulations to the incense and adults, congratulations to the incense and adults."
Sun Hao smiled slightly, with a back behind his hands, looking up at the sky.
Without the slightest cloud in the air, with Sun Hao’s head movement, there has been a miraculous change.
Suddenly, the seven-color cloud appeared on the blue sky, as if it was set up a seven-color rainbow bridge, hanging from the high sky, placed in front of Sun Hao, even on the platform, as if A Tongtian Avenue.
The clouds are flying, the butterflies are coming, the birds are taking off, and the fairy is playing.
On both sides of the Hongqiao, it seems that there are a lot of fairy goddesses. With Xianle, a cheerful dance is danced, the dance is light, and the spirit of the spirits is coming.
The fairy is everywhere, above the sky, with seven colors of light rain.
The light rain drifted down, and the clouds steamed Xia Wei.
Under the sun, it is spectacular and full of sunshine.
The monk of the ceremony plunged to the ground with enthusiasm, and the four words "lifting the sky and flying up" rose in the heart.
It’s just that the sky is rising.
As the sun shines, Shen Xiangfei rises.
With his hands on his back, his body trembled slightly, and the streamlined agarwood sword appeared at the foot of Sun Hao, carrying Sun Hao, running along the Hongqiao, flying empty.
The width of the Hongqiao is no less than a hundred feet.
Baizhang Hongqiao, the fairy is light and worship, the fairy birds are sing and celebrate.
Hongqiao is invisible and invisible. It is a road lead. In fact, Sun Hao, who is on the bridge, can already feel the huge obstacles from the Hongqiao.
The fairy fairy and even the fairy music are the blessings of Sun Hao in this heaven and earth, and it is also the test and barrier of Sun Hao to this side.
If Sun Hao can't wear it, then they will become the power of heaven and earth and annihilate Sun Hao on the Hongqiao.
Carrying his hands, his clothes are flying, and Sun Hao is not busy, rising slowly.
Hongqiao is like a carpet. Every time Sun Hao walks through, he automatically rolls up a section.
Sun Hao’s speed seems to be unpleasant, but the speed at which the carpet is rolled up is displayed. The real speed of the incense is so fast.
The carpet quickly rolled up over the distant sky.
As long as the road is narrower and narrower, even in the eyes of the Yuan Yingda monk, but the tea, the agarwood above the sky has become a small black spot.
The incense adult has already rushed into the sky for nine days, and the monks have never been to the height.
The spacious Hongqiao has been turned into a seven-color line, the only constant is the sky above, still the clouds and transpiration, the weather is thousands.
There was a monk who had practiced special martyrdom. He suddenly discovered that the agarwood sword of Shenxiang adults had already turned from the foot to the top of his head, and a golden stick had appeared in the hands of Shenxiang adults.
High ground, I don’t know how far the sky is above, and suddenly there is a scream of the incense of the incense: "The sword is broken, the sky is gone, the sky is gone, the battle is endless, the hardships are met... Give me open, open, open..."
High ground, it seems to be close to the sun, bursting out of the golden light.
All the monks felt deeply that the whole continent and the whole world seemed to have violently slammed. The unseen painful feelings poured into the hearts of every monk, and the women who had produced them all rushed into the silk. Silk familiar feeling.
A huge crack appeared in the blue sky, revealing a blue and silence inside, deeper and farther blue and quiet than the deep night.
The streamer flashed, and the light suddenly rushed in, rushing into the blue and the silence, and the sky was pouring into the sky like a tide.
Huge cracks, with the influx of the glow, slowly restored calm.
The earth is quiet ~EbookFREE.me~ Wu Xian Lang squatted on the ground, shouting loudly: "Gong Gong sent to the Master, successfully soared."
Above the earth, all the monks suddenly realized that they were cheering loudly: "Gongnong to the agarwood, give the incense to the adults."
When all the monks were lying on the ground, they did not find that there were several black spots in the direction of the earth. Before the cracks in the sky were completely closed, they quickly rushed in.
Among all the monks, only Xuanyuan Xiaolong had a slight glimpse, and found that the silk was not right, but seriously looked at it, but there was nothing to discover.
Kneeling on the ground, Xuanyuan Xiaolong swayed his head and smacked the doubts to the side. He was happy to think: "His grandmother, the two mountains that are pressing on their heads have finally left. From then on, they become the king of heaven. First, Lao Tzu is second, a beautiful life is finally starting from now..."
However, after a while, my heart felt that it was wrong.
Pushing the secret technique, slightly inductive, Xuanyuan Xiaolong jumped up and exclaimed: "Damn, old lady, you left me a few younger siblings, my mountain king has not yet been made, has become Head of the child..." (to be continued):