Fu Ling'er looked at their cultivation again, and this time it really gave her a big surprise.

During this period of time, they had the magic pill left to them by Wanqi Yuan, and the great opportunity they got from going to the underground palace tomb this time, which allowed them to take a big step forward successfully.

What Fu Ling'er didn't expect was that among their group of people, her three Vajra Qingyun, Qingzhu and Qingyao had the highest cultivation levels.

This time, they went to explore the underground palace tomb, and finally the three of them got a great advantage and successfully gained the recognition of the tomb owner. He gave all his life's learning and cultivation to the three of them, and the three of them were lucky enough to advance to the late stage of the True God Realm at the same time.

Sheng Nuoxuan, Qin Mingfei, Leng Feng, Feng Luo, Mo Ting, Mo Yan, Mo Chi, Mo Bing, Mo Yunchen and others were not far behind; they were also assigned to certain corners and successfully advanced to the middle stage of the True God Realm.

Leng Lie, Mo Sang, Mo Jiu and Feng Ze obtained something second only to the three Vajras, and unexpectedly they also successfully advanced to the early stage of the True God Realm, overcoming a great hurdle.

Even Lu Qianming, whose cultivation was slightly inferior, successfully took a big step forward this time with the blessing of a bottle of magic pill and advanced to the early stage of the True God Realm. Because he cultivated dual spiritual roots, he usually had to work twice as hard as others to keep up with his partners and not fall behind them.

Fu Ling'er watched them happily show her the results of their hard work, talking about how they desperately tried to catch up with Sister Ling and Brother Yuan, and how they always wanted to share the grievances and self-blame for their masters but could never do so.

Fu Ling'er's throat choked and her eyes became moist. She knew, she knew everyone that they were in a place where she and Yuan couldn't see them, trying desperately to narrow the gap between them and her and Wanqi Yuan, trying desperately to get closer to them.

For a moment, Fu Ling'er felt mixed emotions.

They met each other in obscurity, stepped into this strange world of cultivation together, and carved out a bloody path of their own through the thorns together.

She and Wanqi Yuan rushed ahead of everyone else to create a comfortable home for them.

But she seemed to have forgotten that her companions might not want a comfortable home, but to stand side by side with her and Wanqi Yuan, just like they did before, sharing the joys and sorrows with Wanqi Yuan when they fought on the battlefield.

So they chased after him desperately, and probably only they knew the blood, tears and sadness involved.

However, this time Fu Ling'er thought it through. She wanted to send them all into the Time Flow. She wanted to take them directly to the Dream Valley. She didn't want to abandon them again.

Fu Ling'er told everyone what was in her heart. Everyone was stunned and their eyes instantly turned red. The air suddenly fell into a long silence. After a while, Qin Mingfei smiled, but spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, Sister Ling, this is the best arrangement. We are happy with it."

After Fu Ling'er made the arrangements, she asked Sheng Nuoxuan and the others who held positions to arrange the follow-up matters as soon as possible, and it would be best if they could select suitable people to replace the positions of the heads of their respective halls.

"Okay, Sister Ling, let's start preparing first." Qin Mingfei already had the best candidate for the head of the Deacon Hall in his mind, but he still had to observe for a while.

"Okay, you go ahead."

The companions all went about their own business, while Fu Ling'er went to Wangxi Garden where Lao Gui lived, gave him the Bixue Divine Sword, and then returned to Lingyuan Pavilion.

In the following time, she continued to refine divine instruments, talismans, and various array plates in the space. These were the foundation of Qiankun Hall and also the confidence of Qiankun Hall after they left.

She had been busy for several years. When she appeared in front of everyone again, more than a month had passed. She was holding two storage rings in her hands, which were filled with cultivation resources. One of them was about 100 square meters and contained the basic needs of the disciples of Qiankun Hall. The other was 70 to 80 square meters and was full of high-end cultivation resources. These were important resources of Qiankun Hall and had to be put to good use.

Fu Ling'er thought that it would be better to give this storage ring to Lao Gui for safekeeping. She believed that Lao Gui would know what to do.

Shengnuoxuan, Qin Mingfei and other hall masters also found suitable candidates to serve as hall masters. The position of hall master was vacant, so Fu Linger asked Laogui, the great elder, to coordinate the management of Qiankun Hall.

After everything was arranged, a luxurious spaceship flew out of Lingyuan Pavilion.

Lao Gui, Yan Sang who was promoted to the head of the Deacon Hall, Shen Yuanwen, the new head of the Spiritual Cultivation Hall, Song Lianchen, the head of the Talisman Hall, and several other heads watched the spaceship leave.

"Great Elder, the Deputy Palace Master said that we have a chance to go to the Fourth Heaven. Is that true?" Shen Yuanwen murmured as he watched the spaceship disappear into the sky.

"Of course it's true. Ling girl always keeps her word. You all work hard to do your jobs well and practice diligently. I believe that in a few years, you will be able to meet the requirements and reach the fourth heaven." The old ghost gave another inspiring speech to calm everyone's restless hearts.

Their eyes became more determined. The deputy hall master was able to entrust them with the important task of a hall, so they had to put in their utmost effort to meet the new challenge.

The spaceship passed through the clouds, and Fu Ling'er sent her friends into the Time Domain, allowing them to improve their strength with peace of mind.

She and Xiao Zi put away the spaceship, took out the Qiankun Pen to break the space crack, and soon left the second heaven.

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It was said that a month and a half ago, Nan Ze, Yan Ning, Wu Mo and You An arrived in Qianyuan City. After asking around, they finally came to the newly rebuilt Guisha Pavilion. They did not get the answers they wanted here, but found the traces of the White-robed Divine Guards.

What else could they say now? They were definitely sent by the Heavenly Emperor Palace to kill the new master. So, the four of them followed the trail of the white-robed divine guard all the way to the two peaks of Fengkouao, which was the burial place of Shengxia Nian and his companions.

"We chased them here, and those bastards just lost their tracks. Lao Yan, take a look here to see if there are any traces of fighting left? Do you think the fighting party could be the running dogs of the Heavenly Emperor Palace?"

"It's hard to say. The people from the Heavenly Emperor Palace can walk around here as they please. Who can compete with them?"

"So where did they go? How about we go to the temple again? See if those people have left?"

"Okay, Yan Ning, go to the temple again and ask if those people have left. We'll look around here and see if we can find one of the parties involved in the battle."

"Okay, I'll be back soon." After saying that, Yan Ning disappeared on the spot.

"Let's go and take a look around. I always feel that there is something strange and wrong there." You An looked in front of Fengkouao and said, "Let's go over there and take a look. Maybe we can find some clues."

"Walk,"

The three of them flew high into the sky, headed towards the space between two mountains, and whooshed through the space, heading towards the misty area ahead.