At noon, on the mountain behind Xiaoqiong Peak, there is a forest clearing that has been selected for several years.
Old Taoist Qi Yuan held a fly whisk and stood in the already very strong wooden cage;
There were several rays of light floating around him, and the brand-new blue and green clothes on his body The silk-faced Taoist robe is a good defensive weapon, and it also makes this veteran Taoist look several years younger.
As he is about to go through the tribulation, his face will inevitably become a little solemn.
Wisps of obscure and unspeakable aura wrapped around Qi Yuan, and from time to time, a petal would float around the veteran Taoist and dissipate in the breeze in the mountains.
A pair of Qi Yuan's disciples were standing on the treetops a hundred feet away;
Lan Ling'e looked at her master nervously, fiddling with the rope hanging in front of her with her slender fingers. A wisp of black hair.
In the past few years, Ling'e's figure has opened up a little, her slender waist tied with a belt is full, and her long fringed skirt sets off her delicate curves. From a distance and up close, there is nothing flaw.
Her pretty face is a little more feminine than two years ago, but it is still mostly delicate and lively.
On the treetop not far from Lan Ling'e, Li Changshou was still dressed in an ordinary robe, holding a bamboo slip in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, his spiritual consciousness shrouded in All around Master, he was observing various signs of the impending disaster.
There is nothing left to say.
Everything that needs to be done has been done. The next step is for Master to withstand the first catastrophe. After that, it is Master who decides when to use the 'precious medicine'.
Now, Li Changshou’s first task is to observe and record his master’s process of overcoming the tribulation at close range.
Because the Duxian Sect only recruits disciples every two hundred years, after Li Changshou entered the school, he just happened to be stuck at the end of the wave of disciples of the previous generation becoming immortals.
Most of those disciples who were destined not to become immortals due to their qualifications and understanding have left Duxian Sect and returned to their hometowns; in the past hundred years, the Immortal Sect has been cultivating this generation of new disciples, and the previous generation of disciples have become immortals. There are already very few.
Master’s journey through the tribulation this time was the sixth time in the past hundred years that Li Changshou had observed the Qi Refiner’s journey through the immortal tribulation, and it was rare that he could be so close and be able to record the entire process and analyze it in detail afterwards.
Huh——
A strong wind blew up in the forest. Old Taoist Qi Yuan in the wooden cage looked up at the sky, and wisps of light appeared around him;
But in a blink of an eye, these rays of light gathered into a pillar of light and rushed into the sky!
Here it comes, the omen before becoming an immortal!
Li Changshou took a carving knife and bamboo slips and began to write quickly, recording the details in detail.
The light beam lasted for a cup of tea, and the situation above Xiaoqiong Peak changed!
Li Changshou could feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously gathering from all directions, hovering a hundred feet above the master's head, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into gray clouds of calamity.
At this time, silhouettes of people also flew out from the peaks under the mountain protection formation, flying into the air, looking at Xiaoqiong Peak...
Below the Tribulation CloudA shining silver-white thunder spot appeared, and traces of tiny arcs of electricity appeared around Old Dao Qi Yuan.
Li Changshou calculated with his fingers, and soon he raised his head and spoke to his master:
“Master, based on the area and thickness of the calamity cloud, there should be five heavens. The common catastrophe of thunder is becoming an immortal."
Old Taoist Qi Yuan frowned slightly. He thought it was the weakest catastrophe of three thunders, but he didn't expect that he would have to survive five thunders.
——The number of heavenly tribulations for becoming an immortal is no more than nine, and the most common ones are four, five, and six heavenly thunders.
There is a saying that depending on the qualifications of the person who overcomes the tribulation and the potential of becoming an immortal, heaven will bring down tribulations of different powers.
The greater the number of thunder tribulations, it proves that the person’s path to immortality will be broader and his potential will be greater in the future, and the difficulty will be greater to survive the tribulation of becoming an immortal.
After transmitting the message, Li Changshou lowered his head and continued writing with the carving knife.
Rumble——
The calamity cloud began to tremble continuously, and the thunder spots became more and more obvious. When the thunder spots reached a certain critical value, they immediately turned into a shining thunder column. , Qi Yuan Laodao was knocked down on his head!
When the thunder comes out, the sky and the earth are eclipsed!
The fluctuation of the great road that contains the principles of heaven and earth fell together with the thunder tribulation!
However, the immortals and Qi refiners who observed this thunder catastrophe were shocked to find that the heavenly catastrophe that should not be resisted with magic weapons was actually completely 'sucked' away by the wooden cage around Old Taoist Qi Yuan!
Thunder light shined everywhere in the wooden cage, but Qi Yuan Lao Dao stood in it unharmed. Except for his long gray hair flying in all directions, there was no trace of thunder light wrapped around him!
Lan Ling'e immediately shouted excitedly: "Brother! The birdcage is working!"
Li Changshou was also smiling, but before his smile could bloom, that wave of The obscure avenue fluctuations suddenly appeared, and the master's birdcage shining with lightning suddenly scattered and exploded...
Okay, God does not allow opportunism.
That’s okay. At least I helped Master resist the first lightning disaster.
But then, Li Changshou discovered a problem - because the master did not bear the catastrophe head-on, there was no fairy spirit around him.
Fa Ye’s birdcage helped avoid a catastrophe, but it also harmed the benefits of those who overcame the tribulation. There are gains and losses, as is common sense.
Fortunately, the master did not take out the Melting Immortal Pill and swallow it in one gulp, otherwise Li Changshou would have poisoned his master with his own hands...
Above the calamity cloud, there is a bigger piece Thunder Ban began to brew, and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation contained in it was a bit more than before.
Old Taoist Qi Yuan's face became more solemn, and all his magic power was distributed around him, and his body slowly lifted into the air.
The catastrophe of immortality can only be resisted!
Click!
Zi——
The second heavenly tribulation fell fiercely, and the thunder pillars formed by thunder instantly swallowed up Qi Yuan completely!
Li Changshou and Lan Ling'e both sweated. When they saw that their master persisted for an instant, they were pressed to the ground by the thunder pillar. Lan Ling'eLing'e closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to look any further.
Until the sound of electrical discharge disappeared, Lan Ling'e heard her senior brother breathe a sigh of relief, and then she dared to open her eyes and look.
Old Taoist Qi Yuan sat up in a shallow pit on the ground in embarrassment, turned his head to the side and vomited blood, raised his head and ate a few pills, then stood up again.
His own magic power is still sufficient, and a faint fairy light is hovering around him.
This second thunderbolt was finally withstood.
Li Changshou stopped writing, his left hand shrank into his sleeve, holding down a piece of paper and a pill.
Looking at Master, he still has to bear the third catastrophe, but he will definitely not be able to withstand the fourth one;
If Master is paralyzed by the third lightning strike and cannot move, then He would give the master the elixir in time.
Bigger thunder spots gathered in the calamity cloud. Qi Yuan Lao Dao gritted his teeth and stood up. He quickly formed seals with his hands and arranged layer after layer of mana barriers in front of him.
But, it’s useless.
This time there was a roar first, and there seemed to be thousands of troops galloping in the calamity cloud. A thunder pillar as thick as a millstone fell with a chilling aura, almost instantly defeating the many barriers Qi Yuan had arranged, and Qi Yuan pressed down in the shallow pit, a burst of crazy output...
Facing the incoming wind, Lan Ling'e couldn't help shouting: "Master!"
But she The shout was quickly swallowed up by the wind.
Qi Yuan barely withstood the third heavenly tribulation...
It was helpless to say that the quantity and quality of the heavenly tribulation were determined based on his qualifications when he started to practice Taoism. ; Later, due to the injury to Daoji, Qi Yuan was unable to achieve the 'strength' he should have at the ninth level of the Return to Dao Realm.
That’s why Qi Yuan was so embarrassed when facing the catastrophe, and could barely survive the third one.
The thunder tribulation blasted a big pit into the ground. Qi Yuan was lying at the bottom of the pit. With the last breath of mana, his figure slowly floated up. He stood under the tribulation and raised his head. Staring at the more terrifying and bigger thunder spots...
The whole body is dripping with blood, and the eyes are still determined!
Destiny, how unfair destiny is!
But Pindao has no complaints against you. The great road rotates and the world is in order. Everything is Pindao’s fate. So what if Pindao goes to die!
But, only one thing!
You must not lie on the ground and die in embarrassment, with the disciples watching, even if their master is a useless waste, even if their master cannot give them the protection that other disciples can have. !
That poor Taoist will die standing up!
You also need to have the spirit of a human qigong practitioner!
We must also earn some respect for Changshou and Ling'e, and let them know that their master does not lack the perseverance to follow the Tao!
What's more, I have the precious medicine prepared by my eldest disciple with great pains, which can withstand a natural disaster!
Old Taoist Qi Yuan took out the brocade box, took out the elixir inside, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and swallowed it.
Come on, God!
Even if Pindao knows that this is just a futile struggle, Pindao still has to fight to see the last thunder disaster!
It should not be too shameful to die under the last thunder tribulation...
Within Lei Ban, the power of the heavenly tribulation gathered crazily, and the fourth tribulation The catastrophe is about to fall!
"Ah——"
Qi Yuan, the old Taoist, raised his head and roared, his beard and hair were spread out, and he looked like a man!
"Cough!"
The old man suddenly lowered his head and coughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Then he looked down at himself in shock, and wisps of blood appeared all over his body. .
What is going on?
Why did you start to melt?
Master Taiqing is here, what’s going on?
What did this scoundrel feed Pindao?
This calamity is like a middle-aged man who has placed high hopes on himself and wants to show off in front of his lover, but suddenly realizes that he is a mortal middle-aged man after being overworked, and suddenly there is no follow-up... …
At the last moment, Qi Yuan turned to look at his smiling eldest disciple;
The veteran’s consciousness was quickly dissolved, and he was like a snowman falling into the furnace. In an instant, Melt!
The soul, body, and even clothes all turned into the pool of 'blood water', floating in the air...
The robbery cloud trembled and turned into streams of pure essence. The aura spread out in all directions, and wisps of sunshine shone on Xiao Qiong Peak.
Everyone watching the ceremony looked incomprehensible, staring blankly at the place where Qi Yuan melted, and at the pool of blood.
Suddenly, a turbid air surged out of the ground, and three-color fairy lights fell from the clouds, all of which were injected into the blood.
I don’t know where the sound of silk and bamboo strings came from, it was beautiful and beautiful.
The clear and turbid air began to slowly gather, and the pool of blood slowly took on the outline of a human figure;
Then there was a crackling sound, and the figure of Old Taoist Qi Yuan appeared again. In the air, even the clothes that were torn into tatters by the thunder were still on him...
The blood light faded, petals were flying around the old Taoist body, a turbid auspicious cloud was stepping on his feet, and above his head A lotus bloomed faintly, and the lotus melted into the body.
Opening his mouth, Old Taoist Qi Yuan exhaled a breath of fresh air, and the breath in his body began to slowly rise.
This kind of immortality is really shabby.
Old Taoist Qi Yuan understood something at this time and turned to look at Li Changshou. His eyes were full of helplessness, but there were a few tears in his eyes.
Let’s not mention the word master and apprentice for now.
Qi Yuan looked complicated and bowed to Li Changshou;
Li Changshou quickly put away the bamboo slips, carving knives, paper figures, and pills, and bowed to his master. He returned the courtesy and didn't dare to get up for a long time.
There was also a burst of noisy discussion in the wind....
"It's Bingjie! Bingjie Huazhuoxian!"
"That's actually the Melting Immortal Pill! Is there anyone who knows how to refine this pill?"
"Junior Brother Qi Yuan actually chose this path. It's not bad, but it's also a way to survive."
"Zhuoxian is actually the same as most immortals, and heavenly immortals are not that easy to break through. Yes, most of us just stop at being true immortals.”