Junior sister of the whole department, what's wrong with being a little arrogant

"This is the Quicksand Valley in the Ninth Cloud Sky, a must-go place for ascension." The old voice sounded again.

Two more leaves of the paulownia tree were blown off, making the already few remaining paulownia leaves even fewer.

It looks desolate and lonely.

It has all the prosperity and nobility I had imagined before.

No wonder Si Tianming keeps reincarnating in the mortal world, and no wonder Immortal Qi Yao stays in the human world.

Thinking about Si Tianming at this time is really stupid.

"Quicksand Valley?"

Feng Yuetong looked at the endless yellow sand and wanted to back out. After all, she had already ascended to heaven, and it might be nice to return to the human race and live there.

The old sycamore tree sighed heavily, "This place was not originally like this. Although it is also called Quicksand Valley, the quicksand is colorful sand with multiple elemental powers. All ascenders can get certain rewards."

"But after that great war, there has been no more colorful sand flowing out of the Quicksand Valley, and it has gradually turned into a real land of yellow sand."

That big battle?

Could it be that the demons are attacking the celestials?

In Feng Yuetong's understanding, the only race that can compete with the Celestial Clan is the Demon Clan.

Or maybe the demons and monsters could join forces to deal with the celestial clan.

Apart from the whistling sound of the wind, the only thing she could hear was the old sycamore tree's story. Feng Yuetong gradually imagined those scenes in her mind.

Suddenly, the old Wutong tree said, "Since that war, no more than ten people have ascended, including you."

No more than ten people ascended?

Immortal Qi Yao and Si Tianming should be considered among them, and Si Tianming keeps reincarnating.

"Where should I go now?"

Feng Yuetong was a little at a loss for a moment. Immortal Master Qi Yao clearly said that he would wait for him in the ninth heaven, but he had not shown up for a long time.

"If you can fly out of this Quicksand Valley, you will be considered to have reached the true ninth heaven, and there will be a guide to arrange things for you."

The old sycamore tree replied, but he sighed helplessly and continued:

"But, there is an endless amount of fire elemental power buried under this vast expanse of yellow sand. Not to mention a newly ascended immortal like you, even a God Lord may not be able to fly out."

Endless power of fire element?

Feng Yuetong stood here and didn't feel any heat at all.

As if seeing Feng Yuetong's doubts, the old phoenix tree continued, "I was originally the largest and most powerful phoenix tree here, but I didn't expect to become the only one here after that catastrophe. In order to protect this world, I can only use my own power to control the power of the fire element under the yellow sand..."

Feng Yuetong was greatly shocked. It was not that she did not believe what the old Wutong tree said, but she felt that the old Wutong tree was a ruthless person.

This stretch of yellow sand is endless, and endless fire elemental power is buried underneath. However, because of the power of the old phoenix tree, no heat can be felt here at all.

As he was speaking, another leaf fell from the old sycamore tree.

Wood produces fire.

"Thirsty?"

After Feng Yuetong finished speaking, he took out a large jar of spiritual spring water.

The old phoenix tree's voice was trembling. "You are really a beautiful and kind fairy. You brought water with you after ascending. Come on, give me some water. I can't even remember how many years it has been since I last had a drink of water."

Feng Yuetong poured a vat of water slowly, and the old sycamore tree seemed to be bathed in a layer of light.

"It's still the spiritual spring water." The old sycamore tree was very happy. The originally half-dead tree trunk suddenly became lush and vibrant.

"It must be very difficult for you to collect so much spiritual spring water. You are a good fairy. I don't have anything good to give you. But here are some Qiankun bags collected from the ascenders and the people of the Celestial Clan who died in training."

After the old Wutong tree finished speaking, it spat out a large number of Qiankun bags and some magic weapons.

"Thank you, senior."

Feng Yuetong was not polite. After all, there were so many things needed to reach the ninth level of the cloud.

I just checked the Qiankun bag and the space. Although the things in the space are still there and the space has been upgraded, many things in the Qiankun bag may not be used in the Nine-Layered Clouds.

"I still have some spiritual spring water and wine here, do you need it, senior?"

Feng Yuetong knew that the old phoenix tree must need spiritual spring water, and maybe wine.

An old figure walked out from the paulownia tree.

The ragged old man with white hair and beard looked kind.

It was the image of the old sycamore tree transformed into a human form that excited him like a child.

"Fairy, you still have wine. It seems that there are not many used things in your Qiankun bag. I almost forget what wine tastes like."

Feng Yuetong took a few jars of wine from the Qiankun bag, "Then take a sip and try to see if it tastes the same as before."

Feng Yuetong also took a jar of wine. When she opened it, she suddenly remembered that Si Tianming had told her not to drink.

She smiled sarcastically and drank it directly with her head tilted back.

It’s worthy of being the fruit wine brewed by myself, it tastes delicious.

“This wine has a unique taste, sweet and mellow.”

The old sycamore tree was very satisfied.

"Drink more if you like. I have more here."

Feng Yuetong took out a few more jars of wine, looking like she was going to drink to her heart's content today.

"The fairy is generous, not bad."

The old sycamore tree became more and more happy and satisfied, and the two of them drank two jars of wine in one breath.

Feng Yuetong's cheeks were just slightly red, and she wasn't drunk at all.

It seems that his alcohol tolerance has increased after his ascension.

"How about I help you absorb the nearby fire elemental power?"

Feng Yuetong stood up and looked at the endless yellow sand.

The old Wutong tree was still not satisfied, so he opened another jar of wine and drank more. After hearing Feng Yuetong's words, he said casually, "This fire elemental power is not something you can touch in the human race..."

The next second Feng Yuetong had already flown out, and sure enough, the yellow sand beneath her immediately formed a vortex, as if it was going to suck Feng Yuetong in.

The powerful force of the fire element burst out from the vortex, and Feng Yuetong's green Taoist robe was instantly burned.

Feng Yuetong made a finger gesture with both hands, and then the power of the fire element quickly formed a stream and was rhythmically absorbed by Feng Yuetong.

The old sycamore tree was so startled that he dropped the jar of wine in his hand. The jar fell to the ground and the crystal clear wine poured out, soaking a large area of ​​yellow sand.

"Is this the immortal who just ascended?"

The old Wutong tree didn't care about the wine on the ground. He rubbed his eyes hard with his old hands, and then looked at Feng Yuetong carefully.

Looking at the endless fire element power being absorbed by Feng Yuetong, he opened his mouth wide again.

"She was able to absorb such a strong fire elemental power, and it didn't affect her at all."

If the old paulownia tree had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that a fairy had such ability.

Even after seeing it with his own eyes, he still doubted his life.

There actually is such a fairy. If there was such a fairy back then, I’m afraid that battle would not have had such an outcome.

Feng Yuetong absorbed a steady stream of fire elemental power, and her fire spiritual root was tempered again and again.

This is what Feng Yuetong realized after she ascended to heaven. Tempering the spiritual roots in this way is the same principle as tempering the body with heavenly thunder.