If I become a saint, a celestial official will summon me to raise horses.

Chapter 405 A God Descends from Heaven
"I'm about to leave. Thank you for your help."

Outside Xuan Valley, Jiang Qiong looked at Gu An and said earnestly.

Several disciples of the Juhua Sect were recuperating in the nearby mountains, waiting for Jiang Qiong.

Gu An waved his hand and said, "If you want to thank someone, thank Ji Xiaoyu."

Jiang Qiong knew Ji Xiaoyu, but she also knew that this Ji Xiaoyu was not the Ji Xiaoyu she knew.

She didn't think about Ji Xiaoyu, but instead thought about what the Sword Master Fudao had said. She asked softly, "You've helped me so much behind the scenes, how could you keep it all to yourself?"

Gu An understood what she was talking about. He blinked and said, "What's the point of telling you? Will it make you more grateful to me? That's so boring. You should just focus on developing the Juhua Sect. Life is long, and I hope that thousands of years from now we can still drink and chat happily."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiong smiled and said, "Then you'll have to live for thousands of years."

"I will work hard."

Hearing Gu An's words, Jiang Qiong smiled and then turned to leave.

Gu An watched her leave without feeling the melancholy of parting from an old friend, because he knew he would have many more opportunities to meet Jiang Qiong, and Juhua Sect was not far away in his eyes.

Some distances are not measured in steps, but rather by the turbulent world that drives destiny.

Even if some people survive, at some point, Gu An will feel that this parting is forever.

After Jiang Qiong and the others flew away on their swords, Gu An couldn't help but stretch.

"I still have to face a new life. I'm only seven hundred years old and I'm already feeling down. What will I do when I'm a million years old, ten million years old, or even a hundred million years old?"

Gu An thought to himself, a smile appearing on his face.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable, so why be attached to them?

Cherishing this one lifetime of fate is enough!

Gu An turned and walked into the Xuan Valley, thinking of Xiao Chuan at the same time.

Why hasn't this brat been reincarnated yet?

For others, Gu An might only desire a lifetime of fate, but for Xiao Chuan, he was even more greedy!

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Five years later.

Juhua Sect, in a courtyard.

Jiang Qiong sat opposite the Ephemeral Flower Demon Mother. After listening to the Ephemeral Flower Demon Mother's words, Jiang Qiong's expression turned strange, and she asked, "Are you sure it was five years ago?"

“That’s right. It was very quiet that night. No one came looking for me until dawn. So I went out to check and found that everyone in the Spirit-Binding Demon Palace was dead. Their deaths were very strange. There were no signs of fighting. It was as if their souls had been taken away. Not a single demon disciple in the entire palace was alive. On the contrary, we who were imprisoned were still alive.”

The Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower recalled those scenes, her face filled with undisguised fear.

Jiang Qiong was secretly alarmed. She knew that the Sword Master Fudao was very strong, but the description from the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower was still quite frightening.

She took a deep breath and explained that she had sought help from the Sword Master Fudao.

Upon hearing this, the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower relaxed. Her face lit up with fervor as she said, "The best decision I ever made was to pledge allegiance to the Sword Venerable of Supporting the Dao."

Jiang Qiong looked at her and thought to herself, "You'll regret this."

By seeking help from the Sword Master Fudao, she was repaying the kindness of the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower over the years.

However, the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower was hated by Zhen Qin. In terms of relationship, Zhen Qin was the grand-disciple of the Sword Venerable Fudao. No matter how you look at it, the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower was bound to meet her death sooner or later.

The Sword Master Fudao clearly didn't care about the Ghost Mother of the Ephemeral Flower.

"The destruction of the Spirit-Binding Demon Palace is also an opportunity for us. I discovered many good things there that can help the Gathering Flower Sect take off!" the Ephemeral Flower Ghost Mother suddenly said excitedly.

Jiang Qiong's eyes lit up, and the two began discussing taking over the Spirit-Binding Demon Palace. ...

In the magnificent, golden hall of the Holy Court, the Holy Minister sat on his throne, listening to the reports from the assembled officials.

Behind him, the Holy Heaven's throne emitted a faint golden light, as if a figure were sitting on it.

“Our control over the world is shrinking, and even within our control, sects and dynasties are being destroyed one after another, making it impossible to investigate the truth,” an old man said in a weathered tone.

The Holy Minister spoke up: "In these extraordinary times, there is no need to use our power to investigate. The Holy Court's target is the Immortal Dynasty. Once the Immortal Dynasty is destroyed, it will be easy to regain control of the world. This is a good opportunity to let all people know how dark the years are without the Holy Court's protection. The Holy Court has held power for too long and has lived in peace without knowing how terrible the dark years are."

His words were endorsed by many in the hall, because the Immortal Ancestor Yuanxu had blessed all living beings and opened up the cycle of reincarnation, which led to a better reputation for the Immortal Dynasty. This could be seen from the difference in the growth of the fortunes of the two sides.

The hearts of all beings are drawn closer to the Celestial Dynasty!
A man clad in armor stepped forward and said, "The most urgent task is to cultivate a Free Immortal, a Saintly Minister, and gather the full power of the court to help your cultivation soar!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people echoed them and even begged the Prime Minister.

Saint Xiang has already reached the ninth level of the Divine Sense True Immortal Realm, and is only one step away from becoming a Free Immortal.

"Why is it a holy image, and not a holy deity?" someone questioned, plunging the hall into silence.

The Prime Minister glanced at him, but instead of getting angry, he asked, "Does anyone else have a different opinion?"

The monks of the Holy Court in the hall looked at each other, and no one uttered a sound.

Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck out of nowhere, landing on the person who had just retorted, instantly turning him to ashes.

The Holy Minister stood up and said, "Since everyone hopes that I will become a Free Immortal, then let's prepare a plan. I will gather the Holy Court's fortune to prove myself as a Free Immortal, and let the people of the Holy Court witness my tribulation process, which will also broaden their horizons!"

Many people in the hall turned pale. Even though they dared not refute the Prime Minister because they were afraid of him, how could they not be angry when they saw him arbitrarily killing court officials?
Finally, with someone taking the lead, everyone began to thank the Holy Minister on behalf of the Holy Court's people.

The emperor looked up and saw a starry sky appearing in the sky.

"That guy should be back soon. When he returns, it will be my chance to break through and let all living beings witness the power of the gods," the Holy Minister murmured to himself.

the other side.

Tai Xuan Sect, Xuan Valley.

Gu An was reading a book in the woods, sitting peacefully to the side practicing his martial arts. His gaze was fixed on An Shengtian, who was practicing his sword skills not far away. Nearby, Jiang Shi was staring intently at An Shengtian.

"Why choose a knife? It doesn't seem powerful enough," An Xin muttered, her gaze following Gu An.

Gu An turned the page and said, "Everyone has their own choices, just let him be."

"Master, what weapon do you think is suitable for me?"

"Weren't you practicing your sword?"

“I feel that swords are not suitable for me. I prefer magical artifacts like the pen in your hand, which are more innovative.”

"Then take your time to think about it. Don't ask me about these things."

Gu An gave a perfunctory reply, then stood up and put the Qingxia Travelogue into his pocket.

Anxin got up and said resentfully, "How could I have thought of that? I always follow your advice when I cultivate. Can you help me think of something?"

Gu An didn't reply, but instead looked up.

The sky was azure, and a white light streaked across the sky, disappearing in a flash.

"Someone else is coming. It looks like things are going to get even more chaotic," Gu An thought to himself.

That white light just now was actually a free and easy immortal!

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