Feiqing and Mrs. Hongxiu are full of doubts at the moment. They guess that the cultivation of the master in white must have passed the period of rapid ascent. However, the reason why they have not been able to ascend for thousands of years is that as long as they guess, they can't bear it.

What kind of experience is this.

They can't guess.

"Since the spiritual pulse dried up, we can no longer fly up. Even after the disaster, the gate of fairyland has never been opened." Some of those with white hair are full of loneliness.

With the increasing lack of spiritual power, their survival has become a problem.

"Without enough aura, it is difficult for us to maintain our longevity. Many practitioners have died in these thousands of years. Today, only eight of us remain. " Said the white haired man with a sigh.

Feiqing is silent. It seems that he has never heard of such a thing.

But if you think about it, it's really hard to hear who's going up. The last time I heard about feisheng, it ended in failure.

It turned out that even after the disaster of 981, it was impossible to rise.

When Fei Qing thought of this, he was confused. If so, the story of Jun Yangchen's rise and fall, or even the story of heaven's destiny, which Fengxian said before, was just nonsense.

Now I hear that the white haired venerable says so, and I know that even if he can resist the natural calamity, he can't fly up. Even if he doesn't have a destiny, he will fall down.

He must tell Muxi about it and let her not worry about it. His apprentice was naturally aware of how tangled fan Yixuan was.

"Have you ever known the solution?" Feiqing looked at the venerable and asked.

The white haired master shook his head and said, "if there were any, there would not be so many practitioners falling down. However, now that they are born again, they are bound to soar in a few hundred years according to the previous principles. It is impossible for a Taoist couple who has been certified by the way of heaven to fall. In that case, the gate to the fairyland will surely open at that time. "

That's why he was born.

"It will only disappoint the venerable. Muxi, they're just in their infancy. I'm afraid they'll have to wait a long time for their ascent. " For hundreds of years, no one can judge.

Although there are precedents, the aura at that time is not as exhausted as it is now.

It can not be guaranteed unless it is clear.

"Venerable, what Qing said is reasonable. Don't hold too much hope. After all, such a thing can't be determined." Naturally, Mrs. Hongxiu is in favor of feiqing's idea. After all, what happened to them. Today they are also unpredictable.

In addition to what the white haired venerable said before, it makes them feel that it is too early to talk about the rise.

The white haired man frowned slightly and said, "even so, we have to hold some hope. If we can't fly up again, our bones will be destroyed. Even at the speed of spiritual pulse exhaustion, I'm afraid we can't cultivate immortals in the future. "

Feiqing was shocked, but the fact is that if there is no way to solve this problem, how can it be practiced in the future if there is no way to make up for the aura?

Today, the growth of cultivation is slow. I'm afraid it will not be able to grow at all in the future.

It's not just the white haired ones, they will also fall because of the exhaustion of their spiritual veins.

"Not clear." The lady called him.

Fei nodded and said, "we will certainly try our best to help, but the venerable should also be prepared. Don't believe it too much."

It's a big matter. They must handle it carefully.