Nine thunderbolts struck down one after another. Before landing, they divided into hundreds of thunderbolts and struck the eleven people on the top of Longshan Mountain respectively. The power was superimposed layer by layer. In an instant, the sky was darkened and the earth was darkened, like a scene of annihilation.
The eleven people are all people with great perseverance. However, under such powerful destruction, their bodies and souls suffered unbearable pain. The pain was so extreme that they lost all five senses and fell into a state of nothingness one after another. They were between life and death. They only relied on the last Supported by a bit of will.
Failed...
In silence, everyone reflected on their lives. There are reluctances, there are regrets, there are gains, there are glory, there is friendship, there are insights, there are breakthroughs, there are merits, there are mistakes... ups and downs, busy, practicing for hundreds of years, seeing all the mountains and rivers, the prosperity of the world, maybe, It’s time to be content…
Everyone's consciousness is dissipating little by little.
Boom…
An inaudible heartbeat sounded in everyone's sea of consciousness, thump, thump, thump... The heartbeat sounded slowly and rhythmically. With each sound, everyone's chaotic consciousness became clearer.
Wei He felt a warm current slowly coming from his left hand, allowing him to find a fulcrum in the void, hold on tightly, and gradually pull his wandering soul back into his body.
In the darkness, there was a faint light, which was... his sea of consciousness, which was about to dry up.
[Wei He...]
The gentle calls seemed to come from the sky, one after another, guiding him in the direction of progress.
He tried hard to pursue the voice, and every time he got closer, he felt a little more pain, but he still did not stop. As he staggered forward, the exhausted sea of consciousness also filled and expanded little by little.
He seemed to have stepped into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and was in agony. The world gradually became brighter, and the sensations in his body gradually returned. There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth and nose, and there was a buzzing in his ears.
boom! A crash of thunder startled him awake.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw blood, and then he quickly realized that he was going through a tribulation.
The Xuanxiao umbrella was suspended in front of him. The surface of the umbrella was badly damaged, and only the ribs were left struggling to support it.
early!
Wei He quickly turned his head and looked at the person beside him through his hazy vision.
She sat cross-legged, her eyes closed, her body was covered with scars, and her clothes were stained red with blood. Her thin body was under the pressure of the power of heaven, trembling slightly, but standing firm and straight.
Wei He felt a pain in his heart, and a flaw in his consciousness instantly appeared. The sky thunder took advantage of it, and the sea of consciousness he had finally gathered was hit hard again. Just when he was about to collapse, a familiar warm current flowed into his body again, protecting him. Stay in his heart.
At the same time, a large amount of blood suddenly poured out of the original eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his body trembled even more.
Life sharing!
Wei He thought of the inseparable bond between the two, and it was obvious that she had shared the pain for him again.
No, she should be the one who should be protected!
How could he always let his girl suffer for him? ... .
The idea suddenly arises, the mana flows, and the collapsed sea of consciousness reunites. A black flame suddenly rises around Wei He. The flame is weak, but the vitality is not extinguished.
Yuan Chu seemed to be aware of it, and slowly opened his eyes. His pupils seemed to have no focus, showing nothingness.
The moment she opened her eyes, the flames around Wei He ignited, as if they had been injected with life and became extremely powerful.
The flames followed Wei He's left hand and flew up to Yuan Chu's right hand.
Yuan Chu slowly raised his left hand, and a ball of fire ignited in his palm, turning from black to purple, then from purple to red, and finally turned into a dazzling golden color.
early
Wei He called out softly.
Yuan Chu didn't seem to hear it, he looked up at the sky, his eyes empty.
At this time, of everyone present, only Wei He had regained consciousness, while the others were still on the line of life and death.
The monks who were watching from a distance saw a tragic scene. The eleven people were retreating steadily under the bombardment of sky thunder, their strength gradually collapsed, their vitality gradually weakened, and they vaguely showed the tendency of their bodies and souls disappearing.
Failure to overcome the tribulation is a doomed outcome.
Eleven strong men are about to perish.
The monks seemed to have seen their future selves, and they all looked sad and unbearable.
The restriction that has not ascended for thousands of years cannot be broken after all...
"Look!" At this moment, an exclamation interrupted everyone's mourning.
I saw a black flame suddenly igniting in the center of Longshan, weak but tenacious.
"It's Venerable Wei He!"
"Great! He may still have a chance to survive the last thunderstorm."
"I hope he can successfully overcome the disaster. He may be the only hope."
"etc!"
Next to the black flame, another golden flame suddenly ignited. The small golden flame swayed in the silver electric light.
One black and one gold, like two fires of hope, touching the hearts of the monks.
They held their breath and waited for the birth of a miracle.
I thought it was a great blessing that the two of them survived, but what happened next completely shocked everyone. ... .
The golden flame seemed to be some kind of guide, lighting up the extinguished life lamps of the other nine people in turn. The flames of life shone faintly and beautifully in the raging thunder and lightning.
The drifting consciousness seemed to have found its target, slowly condensing amid the pain.
They have been practicing Buddhism for hundreds of years, pursuing the Tao with all their heart, and their determination has not changed. They may have many shortcomings, but they live upright and have no regrets in their hearts. He knew in his heart that the path of cultivation was dangerous at every step, but he never flinched or hesitated at all.
If you live well, you will have no fear of death.
The heart of the Tao points to the courage to move forward.
A slender figure stood up slowly, letting the lightning flash around him, and the golden light and silver light intertwined and shone.
[It's you.]
A calm voice came into the original mind.
[Nothing is allowed by heaven.]
... .
The tenth thunder struck straight at the slender figure with a killing intent and majestic power.
"How come there is a tenth thunder???" The monks who were watching were all stunned.
Everyone who was in the tribulation felt that the power of this thunder was far more powerful than the previous nine, and their expressions couldn't help but change.
"Chu!" Wei He jumped up, trying to be her shield.
Yuanchu gently raised his hand to stop him on the spot and bear the thunder alone.
Her body almost collapsed, her skin was scorched and cracked, and layers fell off, revealing her stark white bones, but she still stood upright, looking up at the sky, her pupils filled with nothingness.
The power of the thunder continued unabated, turning into sharp blades, cutting into her soul one after another.
When he decided to enter the plane of cultivation, Yuanchu was ready to face the way of heaven. But it’s only when you really get to this point that you feel how powerful it is.
The way of heaven is a kind of rule, which is ruthless and has no desires, looking down on all living things. Within the rules, no force can compete with them.
Except... luck.
"Chu!" Wei He's pupils shrank, and black flames rose around his body.
At first, one person bore the bombardment of ten thunderbolts, and the hearts of nine people were shaken. Looking at the scarred figure, their blood surged.
The eleven of them are now connected by fate and depend on each other for life and death.
They didn't hesitate to protect each other with their lives in the first place, so how could they give up so easily
The weak fire of life grows stronger little by little under the guidance of a certain force and one's own perception.
The luck of the eleven people flows continuously and converges into the sea.
boom!
The sky thunder struck hard at the sea of luck, instantly setting off a huge wave that spread in all directions, but failed to break it up.
In the wave, eleven figures stood proudly, their precious light flowing, they were brave and fearless, fighting for their fate with the sky.
boom!
The heavenly restrictions were shattered, and the Gate of Heaven, which had been sealed for thousands of years, was broken through irresistibly with the combined power of fate of eleven people.
A large amount of spiritual energy poured into the heaven and earth, sweeping the entire planet.
The vegetation is stretched and full of life.
All the monks seemed to have suddenly fallen into a world of high oxygen, surrounded by spiritual energy and mana surging within their bodies.
“Oh my God, this is spiritual energy???”
"Ah, I'm going crazy, just take a breath and it'll be spiritual energy!"
"What happened???"
"So the spiritual energy is not exhausted???"
"Is this the benefit of ascension?"
"Ah, thank you, boss! I wish you a successful ascension!!!"
"Damn it, I broke through!"
"Ah, I have a breakthrough too!"
"I really feel like I'm going to ascend too!!!"
The entire world of cultivation is boiling.
The eleven people resisted the power of the natural disaster and violently broke through the restrictions of heaven, allowing spiritual energy to return to heaven and earth.
This is also the reason why everyone had to go through the tribulation together in the first place.
Eleven rays of golden light were dazzling, the thunderclouds gradually dispersed, and the sky was clear and bright, as if it was new.
The body is reshaped, the soul is tempered, and the wounds heal quickly.
The foundation of Taoism is finally completed, and he ascends to the path of immortality.
After thousands of years, eleven immortals who successfully ascended appeared in the world of cultivation, shocking everyone.