The low-level cultivation methods and sword techniques he imparted might affect the development of the world, but they couldn't affect the order of the world.
During this period, there were ordinary people who came to cultivate, but they couldn't even withstand the pressure on the ladder.
In this regard, Mu Qingxiao also improved the Yi Jin Jing he obtained in the Celestial Dragon Plane and taught it to them.
Not everyone was talented in cultivation. Although Yi Jin Jing couldn't let them embark on the path of cultivation, it could strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.
In addition to the ordinary people in the secular world, some influential people were also like this.
Even if a high and mighty emperor wanted to cultivate a mental cultivation method, he would have to finish climbing the cloud ladder that was imbued with pressure.
In this regard, Mu Qingxiao treated them equally.
Actions always paid off. Using some low-level cultivation methods and sword techniques in exchange for countless statues and temples to enjoy the power of incense in this world was too worthwhile for him.
Preaching was just an excuse. Mu Qingxiao himself hadn't come into contact with the existence of Dao, so how could he preach?
After this, he also had a new understanding of the power of incense.
There was no difference in the power of incense in different worlds, and there was no difference in strength. It was completely different from the energy of heaven and earth.
It was very special. It existed, but it couldn't be seen or touched, but it existed.
Since half a year ago, Lu XueQi had already recovered from the sadness of Master Shuiyue's death, and she worked harder in her cultivation. Recently, there was a faint trend of crossing the tribulation.
In the hazy small world, on the top of the hundred-million-year-old divine tree, Mu Qingxiao hugged Lu XueQi, whose clothes were a little messy, and her pretty face was bright red. A smirk appeared on Jun Yi's face.
It wasn't hard to see what had happened here that made people blush.
The two sat on the branch, Mu Qingxiao buried his head in her fragrant hair, and said gently, "XueQi, we've been out for half a year, it's time for us to leave."
Hearing this, Lu XueQi nodded slightly, and leaned her head on his shoulder. Her pretty face was full of happiness.
"System, let's go back."
"Ding, ready to return, host's information digitized …"
Host: Mu Qingxiao (Dragon Knight)
Bloodline: Unknown
Aptitude: Unknown
Realm: Ninth Layer of Earth Immortal Realm (Tenth Grade Alchemist)
Mental cultivation method: Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra
Mystical Abilities: Black Phoenix Incarnation, Space Door, Nine Heavens Glazed Flames
Weapon: Soul Sword
Sword Essence: Supreme Sword Essence
Supreme Treasures: Emperor Garden, World Destruction Black Lotus
Immortal Techniques: Heaven Flipping Seal, Sky Splitting Slash, Imperial Sword Demon Subduing
Battle Skills: Kongming Sword, Great Void Sword, Kongming Illusory Sword, Illusion
Secondary Skills:
Partners: Wang Yuyan, Abby, Aju, Boya, Hankuk, Ouyang Zi Yan, Hinata, Xiao Yi, Lu XueQi, Cai Lin, Nie Xiaoqian, Little Doctor, Yun Yu, Bai Suzhen, Xiaoqing.
Points: 520000
Storage space: 3000
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After returning to Earth, Mu Qingxiao completely threw the matter of cultivation to the back of his mind and spent every day with his wives.
During this period, he also went to the Chinese Ghost Plane to visit Nie Xiaoqian.
A year had passed, and with the Ghost Pills and cultivation resources Mu Qingxiao had given her, Nie Xiaoqian was already a Nascent Soul ghost cultivator.
In the Chinese Ghost Plane, there was no way to deal with her. In the capital, she might encounter some small problems, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was nothing.
The Chinese Ghost Plane was considered a low-level immortal martial plane, and there were many demons and ghosts in it. Mu Qingxiao naturally did not let go of such an opportunity.
Just like in the Qingyun Plane, he left a divine fire clone to impart cultivation techniques to the mortal world. He also inherited the incense power of the Chinese Ghost Plane.
The incense power of the three planes — the Legend of the White Snake, the Qingyun Plane, and the Chinese Ghost Plane — allowed Mu Qingxiao's cultivation to progress rapidly.
In just a year, even if he did not cultivate, his cultivation level had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Earth Immortal Realm.
The peak of the ninth level of the Earth Immortal Realm was only a bottleneck away from the Heaven Immortal Realm.
After dealing with some trivial matters on Earth, Mu Qingxiao listened to the laughter of the beauties in the villa, and a warm smile appeared on his face. It was time to leave.
"System, return to the Legend of the Sword and Fairy."
"Ding! Returning to the Legend of the Sword and Fairy requires 50,000 points. Yes/No?"
"Yes."
As soon as the clear words were spoken, Mu Qingxiao's vision turned black. After feeling the world spinning, his consciousness gradually dissipated.
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The blue sky was clear as if it had been washed.
"I wonder how the girl from the Grass Valley is doing with her alchemy cultivation."
Standing in the void and feeling the extremely rich Spirit Qi in the world, Mu Qingxiao's expression was normal as he said, "I haven't been back for a long time. It's time to go back and take a look."
Thinking back to the little girl who always called him elder brother, Mu Qingxiao could not help but laugh.
In the Legend of the Sword and Fairy Plane, the six realms were equal and extremely chaotic. However, Shushan was the leader of the immortal sects. Besides, old man Qingwei and the four elders were there, so he did not have to worry about the safety of the little girl from the Grass Valley.
However, he was more concerned about whether the existence in the Ghost Realm could still detect his aura after he refined the Red Lotus of Hellfire.
Shaking his head slightly, Mu Qingxiao sneered.
Even if it came, so what? With his current cultivation level at the peak of the ninth level of the Earth Immortal Realm, it was more than enough to deal with one of its incarnations.
Throwing the complicated emotions to the back of his mind, Mu Qingxiao sensed the surroundings. With a bang, his figure broke through the void and turned into a sword light that swept toward the southeast.
Shushan was located in the high mountains of Western Sichuan. The mountain peaks were high in the sky like floating clouds. According to legend, it was a scenic spot bestowed to the world by the immortals.
Since the establishment of the Shushan Sect, generations of disciples diligently cultivated immortal skills, entered the world to subdue demons, and imprisoned them in the Demon-sealing Tower to protect the world from demons. They were deeply loved by the people and were even respected as immortals in the land of Shu.
At this moment, in the Shushan Cultivation Square, young men wearing immortal robes and carrying long swords on their backs were adjusting their breath and meditating on the square.
In front of them, a young man with a steady and delicate appearance was holding a long sword and was practicing the Shushan Swordsmanship.
At this moment, a sword light with supreme power streaked down from the sky and finally landed on the square.
In an instant, hundreds of disciples sitting cross-legged on the square who were adjusting their breath were all scattered. Some of them could not withstand the impact and directly flew out in a sorry state.
As for the young man standing in front, he also staggered a few steps. He mobilized his Spirit Qi to protect his body and stabilized his body.
When the impact spread out, the middle-aged man looked over.
Unknowingly, a young man in a white robe with a dragon-shaped jade pendant on his waist and a flawless appearance appeared in the center of the square.
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