The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

In fact, when a Mahayana cultivator ascends to heaven and the gate of heaven opens, not only is this magnificent sight rare to see, but most importantly, there are also the sound of the great Dao, celestial dew from heaven and other benefits that are given back to the onlookers.

This is one of the reasons why everyone is trying their best to come and watch.

At this time, the shadows of many mythical beasts gradually faded away, countless colorful flowers circled and danced in the rosy glow, and jade-like buildings flashed from time to time, the scene was beautiful beyond words.

Liu Qinghan stood in the void, quietly waiting for the gate of heaven to open.

Suddenly, a huge beam of light shot out from the void and enveloped her directly.

At this moment, Liu Qinghan's figure suddenly became like a giant, so that the monks who were watching from a distance could see him clearly.

A golden light emanated from her entire body, making her look like a god high above, looking down upon all living beings.

Then, a staircase shrouded in clouds and mist, revealing an ancient and timeless atmosphere, suddenly descended. The bottom step landed right at Liu Qinghan's feet.

At this time, melodious music with the rhythm of Taoism slowly floated in the air, cleansing the souls of all the monks present.

Amidst the music that sounded like the clatter of a bell or the gurgling of water, Liu Qinghan stood on the steps, which began to rise slowly.

She turned around, looked down at the dense crowd of monks below, then glanced at the mountains in the distance. For a moment, she felt a little reluctant.

She originally thought that she could roam freely in the Yuantian Continent for many years and slowly look for opportunities to ascend.

Little did she know that in the blink of an eye, this opportunity to ascend would come to her, catching her off guard.

Now that she is about to ascend to the upper realm, she has gained some understanding. This is because her preaching has benefited many cultivators in Yuantian Continent, who have realized the great Dao and achieved immortal fate through their meritorious bodies.

She, Liu Qinghan, finally became a legend among the ascended monks in the Yuantian Continent.

All the cultivators who were watching and witnessing the grand spectacle of ascension suddenly heard Liu Qinghan's voice coming from the void.

"The key to cultivating immortality lies in persistence. Fellow Taoists, if we are destined to meet again in the immortal world someday, I hope we can all continue to do so."

Countless cultivators shouted in unison, "We respectfully send Daojun Liu to the immortal realm!"

At this time, the sound of the Tao, which contained the rhythm of the Tao, was floating in the sky, and pieces of fairy dew as crystal clear as snowflakes were also floating down.

This is the reward given by heaven when a cultivator in this world ascends to heaven.

Many high-level cultivators below, listening to the sound of the great Dao, landed on the mountain below, sat cross-legged, and closed their eyes to gain enlightenment.

The low-level cultivators, whose cultivation was too low to comprehend the Dao's sound, now opened all the pores on their bodies, greedily breathing in the pure spiritual energy that was almost in a tangible form and was pouring down.

Xiao Han was also frantically practicing his internal skills, absorbing this feast of celestial dew.

With her current level of cultivation, she is still unable to comprehend the truth of the Great Dao. It would be a great gain for her to absorb more pure spiritual energy from the sky.

It’s a pity that such fairy dew cannot be collected, otherwise it would be a rare treasure.

It was not until Liu Qinghan's figure disappeared into the void, the rosy glow slowly dissipated, and the celestial dew turned into nothingness that the cultivators present finally came back to their senses from this gluttonous feast.

Then, Xiao Han heard countless Qi training cultivators and foundation building cultivators shouting with great joy, "I broke through, I broke through."

She sensed her own cultivation level. Although there was no apparent improvement, she knew that the nectar she had just absorbed was at least equivalent to her twenty or thirty years of meditation practice.

Oh my God, if another Mahayana cultivator ascends to heaven, and I absorb the immortal dew again, my cultivation level can be raised to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The monks who watched the grand spectacle of ascension left the place reluctantly.

On the way back, there was no need to rush. Everyone was talking and sighing. I guess the most talked about thing recently was this exciting ascension event.

Xiao Han also flew towards Chaoyang City with great excitement. Unfortunately, there was no one familiar with her around her. Otherwise, she would have talked about her feelings and expressed her feelings like those cultivators.

After returning to Sword Test City, the excited Xiao Han sat in the teahouse, listening to the discussions and expressions of the monks around him, and slowly calmed his excited heart.

Such an ascension scene is so shocking.

The next day, Xiao Han left the city as usual and went to a secluded valley to practice sword.

What she is using now is just a low-grade magic sword, which can be used as a temporary transition.

Chopping, stabbing, lifting, slashing and hanging over and over again make the sword technique swift and smooth.

After practicing for an hour and a half, Xiao Han finally put away his sword, flew high into the sky, and prepared to return to the Sword Testing City.

At this time, a monk wearing a conical hat flew over from the left.

This place is not far from the Sword Test City, so it is normal to encounter passing cultivators. Therefore, Xiao Han didn't care and continued to fly forward slowly.

But at this moment, her spiritual sense sensed someone approaching her quickly.

She turned around suddenly and saw the monk wearing a conical hat flying towards her at an extremely fast speed.

This direction was definitely not the movement of a passing cultivator. Almost instantly, Xiao Han concluded that this person had bad intentions.

The opponent's figure was as fast as lightning, and it was too late to escape. Xiao Han subconsciously threw out the Qiankun Bagua Mirror.

As soon as the Qiankun Bagua Mirror was activated, the opponent rushed over like a beast waving its sharp claws, and then hit the Qiankun Bagua Mirror hard.

When Xiao Han saw the dense scales and sharp nails covering the other person's palm that was extended from his sleeve, his first reaction was that this person should be a transformed demon cultivator.

However, not only did she not sense any demonic energy from the other person, she also did not sense any strong spiritual pressure.

In other words, she couldn't even judge the other party's level of cultivation.

But if the other party's cultivation level is too high and she cannot sense the other party's specific cultivation level, then why can a demon cultivator who is at a higher level than her be easily blocked by the Qiankun Bagua Mirror?

These questions flashed through Xiao Han's mind. She didn't have time to think about them. She flipped her hand and a sword appeared in her hand.

The next moment, she slashed at the demon cultivator with a sword.

This sword did not use any sword moves, it was just a simple chopped move.

There is no other way. Before you have mastered the sword moves and achieved some success, the fastest move is to just chop with spiritual power.

The demon cultivator dodged quickly, avoiding the sword light, but the edge of the sword still cut through his clothes, revealing dark green scales.

Now, Xiao Han was even more certain that the other party was a demon cultivator. She swung her sword again, and the sword light swept across.

Perhaps realizing that this famous cultivator was difficult to deal with, the demon cultivator quickly dodged and retreated, preparing to leave the battle circle.

Xiao Han put away his sword and flipped his hand, holding the Cloud Piercing Bow.

She shot an arrow at the retreating demon cultivator.

The demon cultivator paused, dodging the arrow. However, Xiao Han's continuous arrow technique still managed to shoot off his bamboo hat.

Then, Xiao Han saw a monster face with no hair, bulging eyes, no eyebrows, and a face covered with tiny scales. It was extremely ugly, like a ghost.