The boss rolled himself into a god in three thousand planes

The glorious deeds of Su Wan and Yue Chuli, who sacrificed their lives to destroy Yue Chuli, soon spread in the upper world.

"You said Su Wan was so good, but she blew herself up and killed many innocent people! What Yue Chuli did was just to kill him, so why did she have to bury everyone with her?"

"Can I just name a few people? Who is not the one who has done all the bad things? Who is innocent? Who can be a good person by following Yue Chuli?"

"You can't speak absolutely. Anyway, Su Wan shouldn't be praised by everyone. Everyone must know the people she killed in this month. There is no way to quibble! At most, she can only die to apologize, and she is not a true god at all. Not worthy of the title of hero."

"I asked you, are you sick? If you say something wrong about Su Shen again, I'm not done with you."

"Why, you are not convinced! Ahhhh...are you serious? Help! Help me!"

……

The monks on the Immortal Island also received the news, and they all burst into tears. They could see the light, but the person who brought them the light was sleeping forever.

They all knelt down and worshiped in the direction of the accident in Jiangsu and Anhui.

"Goddess, have a good journey."

"Goddess, have a good journey."

"Goddess, have a good journey."

They made statues of gods for Su and Anhui and worshiped them every day. The upper realm was already the strongest, and no one worshiped the gods anymore because they made statues of gods for Su and Anhui.

It was as if a precedent had been opened in the upper world.

Slowly, many more statues of gods appeared in the upper world, including Yue Jinqian, Lord Xiling, and the monks who sacrificed themselves to the Void Crack.

Of course, there are also two most eye-catching sculptures. They are carved in a kneeling posture.

Yan Xuanyi can usually be seen kneeling next to the statues of Su Wan.

After they paid homage to Su Wan, they would slap Yan Xuanyi who was kneeling next door.

We are all monks, and our actions are not measured, so we can often see Yan Xuanyi's decapitated head.

Three years later.

There were no major wars, but small wars often occurred.

Head Xiao ascended. After his ascension, he immediately looked for Su Wan and found that there were statues of Su Wan everywhere. He was very proud.

Look! Their Lingjian Sect is so strong, how long has it only taken! So quickly he was admired and worshiped by everyone.

When he learned about Su Wan's self-destruction, he imprisoned himself for a month. He regretted it! Why did I go into seclusion in the first place? I didn’t even see him for the last time.

Why is she so gone? He really wishes her to be selfish at this moment.

Another month passed, and Su suddenly ascended.

The master he thought about in his heart turned into a statue of a god.

Her warm embrace can only survive in memory.

Half a year later, Ming Ye and Lu Jinyuan also ascended to the upper realm.

"Third Junior Brother, why are you so unhappy when you come to welcome us? Where is Master! I have heard many stories about Master's glorious deeds along the way. I never thought that Master is so powerful and is the strongest existence in the upper world."

Su Su was silent and said nothing.

"You boy, why are you like this again? We haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, but you are not excited at all? Are you not happy?"

"Half a year!" Su Su uttered two words, and then walked forward on his own.

"That's right! If you think about it this way, it won't take long for the junior sister to come up, and then the five of us, master and disciple, can be together again."

"When it comes to talent, junior sister has the highest talent. She has wasted her talent. How many good things can a man do?"

Mingye said: "You are the man."

"I'm different. I keep myself clean! If I fall in love with someone, I will never let him down. Of course, my partner must be at least half as good-looking as my master."

"Then you will end up alone."

"Then I still have you with me! We all have each other."

……

Su Su suddenly stopped in front of the mansion door.

Ming Ye and Lu Jinyuan looked at the three words Lingjian Sect and felt inexplicably kind.

"I really didn't expect it! There is also the Spirit Sword Sect in the upper realm."

"Oh! You two boys are here! Where is Zishu! She should have been here long ago."

"Healing! It should be soon!"

"Lu Jinyuan, how do you take care of your little junior sister? She is injured and you are not with her down there, refining elixirs to help her heal her injuries?"

Lu Jinyuan felt extremely aggrieved for a moment, "Master, can you stop being so partial! My junior sister is emotionally hurt, what can I do if I am emotionally hurt!"

Head Xiao immediately understood.

Ming Ye asked: "Where is Master! Doesn't Master know that we are coming up?"

Head Xiao looked at Su Su who was silent and knew that he probably didn't say anything.

"Let's talk after we go in."

There are two more sad people in Lingjian Sect.

Guangchang took Xiaoxi along with him.

Zishu also came up later, but her heart was broken, and she became taciturn after hearing that her master was gone.

The Lingjian Sect has two more mutes.

After that, more and more people ascended to the lower world.

The ascension of people from the Spirit Sword Sect is particularly exaggerated, and there are countless monks from the lower realms who join the Spirit Sword Sect.

The people of Lingjian Sect quickly established a firm foothold in the upper world and shined in various fields.

Nether.

Ming Yan looked at the withered and dilapidated appearance of Xuanheng Sect with mixed emotions.

He retreated for a long time and came back again. The Xuanheng Sect was no longer there. He took out the things that his junior sister asked Mingye to give him in his storage bag.

A bottle of blood.

It was the blood of the junior sister, and it was also the blood that helped him ascend. The blood was prepared for him before the junior sister poisoned him.

It was also because he knew that he had never drank it. He wanted to rely on his own ability to ascend, but after all, he overestimated himself.

After grinding for thousands of years, he still couldn't break through the last hurdle.

He picked up the "heavy" amount of blood and poured it into his mouth. In an instant, he felt unprecedented power.

The dark clouds in the sky rushed toward him.

This is his ascension thunder tribulation, given to him by his junior sister.

It's just that he never understood why the junior sister knew that he needed this bottle of blood. She seemed to have already concluded that he could not ascend.

He could finally ask her.

After arriving in the upper world, he knew that he would never know it for the rest of his life.

His junior sister would never be able to tell him again.

It took thirty years for the upper world to be completely restored, and all the systems were revised.

Many monks from the former upper realm respected Jun Huan to become the new generation of emperors, and Xiling Mansion did the most to suppress the rebellion.

Jun Huan was unwilling to sit in that position no matter what, because he had been atoning for his sins and was not qualified at all, and he was not suitable.

Therefore, the position of emperor has always been vacant.

But I found that even without the emperor, nothing would be different, because many decisions can be discussed together, mutual restraint, mutual supervision, and peaceful coexistence.

——The author has something to say——

This story is finished. Because it is the plane of cultivating immortals, it is a bit long. The following stories will be shorter. Originally, this plane was planned to have about 20 chapters, but I accidentally wrote too many chapters, hehe!