The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

The assessment of outer disciples of the Imperial Master's Hall has finally come to an end.

After seeing off the five elders of the holy land and the holy son and holy daughter, the great elder of the Nether Valley signed an alliance with the Su family and the National Master Hall and then said goodbye and left.

Thirteen small sects were left behind and moved into the thirteen courtyards allocated for them by the Su family.

They will recruit outer disciples in Yingyue Market, and after training them in the Su family for a year, they will rush to the mountain assigned to them by the Su family and officially reopen the mountain gate.

Long Aokui brought the five little guys directly to the Beast Taming Peak, under the pretext of helping Long Yunmang manage and expand the Beast Taming Peak.

The Su family was naturally happy to see this happen.

As for the outer disciples of the National Master Hall who passed the assessment this time, they were directly arranged to study in several bases of the Su family.

Xuanming and Zhurong directly brought ten geniuses from the five major tribes to live in the Su family's Base No. 1.

Ah!

The name is still very intimidating - communication!

Of course, Xuanming and Zhurong also played the role of teachers, teaching the Su family disciples how to grow and prepare witch herbs.

The Su family members are all crazy about cultivation. When there is new knowledge to learn, they will spread it from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. As long as they are not on a mission or in seclusion, they all go to attend the class.

Seeing that everything had been arranged, Su Xiaoya took back all the spiritual roots and Nascent Souls of various attributes. They had to overcome the tribulation together to consolidate their cultivation.

On the spaceship.

Su Xiaoya looked at Bai Yiyi and Yu Wenyu: "Have you decided?"

"Yes! Xiaoya, the sweet rain after successfully overcoming the tribulation will be very beneficial to the children of my fox clan. Therefore, I have to return to the secret realm of my clan to overcome the tribulation."

Bai Yiyi looked at Su Xiaoya's explanation seriously. After all, he was the supreme elder of the Nine-tailed Fox, and he was once the patriarch of the Nine-tailed Fox clan. His responsibility and his way were never to live forever, but to find the ancestral land of Qingqiu and bring the Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox clan back.

"I'll go to the Fox Tribe with him." Yu Wenjianyu looked at Su Xiaoya and smiled. "If I succeed in overcoming the calamity, the rain that falls can also help Bai Yiyi."

"Don't worry! I will protect them both and will not let them make any mistakes." Tushan Xiaoya turned into a well-behaved little fox and sat cross-legged on Bai Yiyi's shoulder. There was a rare seriousness in the fox's eyes.

"Okay!" Su Xiaoya took a deep breath, as if she wanted to breathe the fresh air into her lungs. They had been traveling together for a long time, and now they were suddenly going to separate. They felt a little reluctant, like a lone goose that had left the flock, and they were really not used to it.

Sure enough, people are like birds living in groups, accustomed to each other's company.

The two sides separated, and Yu Shuheng took out a pot of grape wine and a set of crystal goblets as if by magic. The wine glasses sparkled brightly in the sunlight, as if calling Su Xiaoya, signaling her to relax.

To overcome the tribulation.

That was a huge, earth-shattering event. Su Xiaoya didn't care at all. Instead, she was very sad because of separation from her friends. I was speechless.

Su Xiaoya picked up the crystal glass, tilted it 45 degrees and shook it gently, releasing a faint aroma of wine.

Under the light reflected from the edge of the crystal glass, the color of the wine gradually changes from deep red-purple to bright red, orange-red, and finally to reddish brown, shining with crystal light in the sunlight, like a dazzling gem, emitting charming luster.

Squinting her eyes slightly, Su Xiaoya took a sip of the grape wine. It was refreshing at first, with a light fruity aroma filling her mouth, and a light sweet aftertaste.

Sure enough, it’s not the wine that makes people drunk, but people make themselves drunk.

Su Xiaoya looked up at the clouds outside the spaceship. The clouds were as silky and free and unrestrained. For some reason, Su Xiaoya just wanted to be willful for once, and then she waved her hand, and the remaining red wine in the crystal glass was scattered towards the wisps of clouds.

Sure enough, the white clouds were dyed wine red, and under the reflection of the sunlight, they looked like a dream...

Yu Shuheng was stunned by Su Xiaoya's series of bold actions.

What a waste of God’s gift!

That's a hundred thousand year old grape wine!

That was not long after he traveled through time, and he was still looking forward to the dream of one day being able to cultivate to the level of Mahayana and break through the void and return to Earth, so he collected jar after jar of Monkey Wine and Hundred Flowers Wine.

Finally, he made wine himself.

Ten jars are brewed every year.

It took ten thousand years to brew.

Then he stopped making wine.

Because he discovered that the spiritual power of Qingyuan Star was becoming increasingly thinner.

He thought that perhaps he really wouldn't be able to live to see the day when he would break through to the Mahayana stage.

How can he break through the void if he doesn’t reach the Mahayana level?

Every day after that, he was in a daze, just living one day at a time.

He seemed to have lost all memory.

Anyway, I just practiced, practiced, and practiced again; I survived, survived, and survived again...

He didn't know how many times he had broken through, how many times he had suffered from thunder tribulations, or what level of cultivation he had reached. Anyway, he was in a daze, practicing again and again almost instinctively.

It seemed that someone had once asked him why he hadn't transformed yet?

Then, he tried to transform again and again, and was struck by lightning again and again, and was disappointed again and again...

Once, twice, three times, keep going!

Four times, five times, six times, keep going!

Seven times, eight times, nine times, grit your teeth and keep persevering!

They all say that nine is the extreme number, and that everything returns to one, but after nine attempts, he still failed to transform successfully.

Yu Shuheng even had his doubts. Was he really a soul that traveled through time from another world?

Zhuang Zhou dreams of a butterfly, or the butterfly dreams of Zhuang Zhou?

True and false, false and true, who is who?

Until Su Xiaoya appeared.

Yu Shuheng survived the tribulation for the tenth time.

The thunder that seemed to destroy the world made Yu Shuheng numb. Then, he found that he had hands and feet...

He successfully transformed.

All the memories came flooding back.

He really was a soul that traveled through time and space from another world, and Su Xiaoya was his fellow villager.

They come from the Blue Star.

They were all high school students before they traveled through time.

call!

Forget it.

If it weren't for Su Xiaoya, he wouldn't be able to transform, and there would be no point in tasting these wines.

So, just let it go!

He still has.

A total of 100,000 jars.

That's enough.

At this moment, Yu Shuheng found that his mind was clear. The vague depression that had been weighing on his heart in Wu Xian's illusion just dissipated.

Yes!

I am not happy with things, nor am I sad with myself. I just hold my sword and laugh at the sky.

He is a monk!

He is a world tree that has been practicing for 100,000 years. What is there for him to be afraid of?

Do it if you don't accept it!

Sure enough, Su Xiaoya was his salvation, a Chinese with the same blood as him. They came from Blue Star, and one day they would break through the void together and return to Blue Star.

As his mind relaxed, Yu Shuheng felt that his cultivation had improved a bit.

Therefore, Mahayana monks are really different from each other.

This is because some of the Mahayana stage have just broken through to the Mahayana stage; and some of the Mahayana stage is because the Mahayana stage is the upper limit of Qingyuan Star, but not the upper limit of these cultivators.

As expected, I can’t just waste time anymore.

The more he surpassed the Mahayana stage, the more Yu Shuheng felt the subtle suppression of Qingyuanxing. He clearly felt that as long as he used his cultivation beyond the Mahayana stage, he would be wiped out.

But, is there really a Heavenly Way on Qingyuan Star?

When one's cultivation level exceeds that of the Mahayana stage, shouldn't one activate the Heavenly Ladder and be led to ascend to the higher realms?

Although, Qingyuanxing has escaped from its former fairyland, and even the divine realm.

So, what should monks who have surpassed the Mahayana stage do?

Are you just going to wait for your life to come to an end, for your body to die, and for your magical powers to be returned to this world?

Is this the way this side saves itself?

But isn't this just drinking poison to quench thirst?

Why does Qingyuanxing Tiandao believe that Qingyuanxing has really escaped all pursuits? Did everything Wuxian saw in the illusion really happen?

The questions come one after another, like a self-examination.

Yu Shuheng, whose state of mind had already broken through, did not remain confused for too long.

What does it matter if you don’t know the answer?

Should we give up practicing just because we don’t know the answer?

will not!

Just because we can’t open the ascension channel to Qingyuan Star, are we going to stand still and let things perish?

will not!

Therefore, no matter what the result is, whether it is him or Su Xiaoya, they will continue to practice and improve their strength.

In this case, what about the future? What about the result? It really doesn't matter at all.

What is important is their determination to practice unswervingly.

No way to break the void?

Ha ha!

If one punch doesn’t work, try two punches; if two punches don’t work, try four punches; if one or four punches don’t work, try eight punches, ten punches, a hundred, a thousand punches…

One day the void will be broken.

It's that simple!

Yu Shuheng smiled, a bright, carefree and free smile...