It’s just… No sooner had the Treeman King recovered from her injuries than she encountered a great thunder tribulation. Can she successfully overcome this difficulty
But while Xu Chunniang was silent and deep in thought, the calamity clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and the dark clouds were pressing in with an overwhelming momentum.
Seeing that she was still not leaving, the Treeman King laughed loudly and pushed her away dozens of miles with a gentle force.
"If you don't leave now, you will have to accompany me through this tribulation!"
Xu Chunniang did not resist and allowed the force to push her to the side of the spiritual pond.
As soon as I stood firm, I heard thunder coming from a distance.
With an idea in her mind, she stepped above the old cypress tree and looked far away in the direction where the thunder came from.
The momentum of the Mahayana thunder tribulation was much greater than the Void Refining thunder tribulation she had endured not long ago.
From the Mahayana stage to the Nascent Soul stage, all the cultivators in the entire Treeman Kingdom were alarmed by this sudden thunder tribulation.
Countless tree people either stopped what they were doing or woke up from their slumber, watching this thunder disaster.
The shadow of the old cypress tree's spiritual consciousness appeared beside her at some point. He looked in the direction where the lightning fell, his face full of worry.
"Your Majesty, she is still so young and weak. I don't know if she can survive this thunderstorm."
Wu Chen and Gui Zhi also came over upon hearing the sound, staring nervously at the eye-catching white giant tree in the distance.
Xu Chunniang didn't say anything. In fact, she had no answer in her heart.
Only by experiencing it deeply can one understand how terrifying the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period is.
Lightning flashed continuously, and facing the power of heaven and earth, the giant white tree seemed so vulnerable, but it stubbornly withstood one lightning bolt after another.
Large pieces of branches and leaves were struck down by the lightning, and in some places, the lightning even caused smoke to appear, and fires followed.
"It looks like the king is in trouble!"
The old cypress tree frowned tightly, his eyes full of worry.
It’s only the fifth round and the king is already injured. How is he going to survive the next three rounds
Xu Chunniang remained silent, just silently looking at the huge white tree in the distance that was enduring the lightning disaster.
The thunder is merciless. It is something that every cultivator must experience and no one can replace it.
The thunder was still falling continuously. After the sixth round of thunder, the fire on the white giant tree gradually gathered from a small fire into a big fire, burning every branch.
As the seventh round of thunder fell, the vitality of the white giant tree became weaker and weaker, and it looked like it was on the verge of death.
Countless treeman monks were watching this scene.
Seeing this, they were worried about the Treeman King.
Some tree people couldn't help but shout, "What are you waiting for, Your Majesty? Why don't you use the Fountain of Life to heal your wounds?"
"Please be quiet for a while. The king is going through a tribulation. Don't distract her!"
"Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. Your Majesty has survived all 7749 tribulations during the Tribulation Period. There is no reason why he would be struck to death by thunder!"
The giant white tree seemed to feel the expectations of its people, and when it faced the eighth round of thunder tribulation, it finally showed a glimmer of life.
But after the eighth round of thunder and lightning struck, this glimmer of life was quickly extinguished.
Under the bombardment of thunder, large numbers of branches were broken into pieces, and in the end, only a thick trunk was left.
But this tree trunk doesn't look good either, and it may be destroyed at any time.
Guizhi couldn't bear to watch it and started wiping away her tears.
"The king is so miserable, he is left with nothing but a bare stick. She loves beauty so much, wuwuwu..."
"Don't cry, the king is not dead yet! It's unlucky for you to cry here."
Old Cypress was a little annoyed by her noise and couldn't help but glare at her.
Guizhi let out a hiccup but held it back.
She thought of something and turned to look at Xu Chunniang. "Xu Daoyou, don't you know how to tell fortunes? How about you help me calculate whether the king can survive this disaster?"
Xu Chunniang's face turned dark. She was telling fortunes for a cultivator whose cultivation level was two or three realms higher than hers. She must have done this because she wanted to die.
Previously, Guizhi had lost the purple magpie that she had raised since childhood. She accidentally learned about it, so she told Guizhi about her fortune and found the purple magpie.
Could it be that Guizhi thinks that everything can be predicted
Xu Chunniang directly refused, "I am only at the Void Refining Stage. Your Majesty's cultivation level is far beyond mine, so it doesn't count."
Guizhi showed a disappointed look on her face. "Is that so? I thought divination could predict everything."
Wu Chen was afraid that Xu Chunniang would be unhappy, so he apologized, "Fellow Daoist Xu, please forgive me. Guizhi doesn't understand these things. I apologize to you on her behalf."
"It doesn't matter. She just doesn't understand these things."
Xu Chunniang waved her hand and didn't bother with Guizhi.
The art of divination is extremely mysterious, but it also has many taboos. It can only be used to predict cultivators or things with lower cultivation than oneself.
Moreover, if one relies too much on this method and asks for divination on everything, it will actually deplete the luck of the person asking the divination.
Therefore, she doesn't use it much on a daily basis and only uses it when needed.
Xu Chunniang looked in the direction where the lightning had struck. There were only the last three bolts of lightning left. The tall trunk of the white giant tree had already been broken in half by the lightning. Only the bottom section of the trunk was left, still standing stubbornly.
As the last three thunders fell, the height of the tree trunk shrank again, leaving only a large, empty stump.
The lightning disappeared, and the Zhou Dynasty fell into silence.
No one knows whether the Treeman King is dead or alive.
Just as several Mahayana tree-man monks were about to go forward to check, a new sprout suddenly grew out of the tree stump that was blackened by lightning.
This new sprout was only as thick as a seed, but it grew very fast. In a short while, it grew to about ten feet tall and had several thin branches.
"The king is still alive!"
"Your Majesty... survived the thunder tribulation! My tree people have gained another Mahayana cultivator!"
"Great! I knew she could do it, Your Majesty!"
Countless tree people cheered, their faces filled with excitement and joy.
For any ethnic group, the birth of a new Mahayana monk is a major event worthy of celebration by the entire clan.
Xu Chunniang smiled slightly, did not join in the tree people's carnival, and quietly returned to the edge of the spiritual pond.
Just then a little golden carp swam out and blew a bubble happily at her, but almost fell into the water.
Xu Chunniang was secretly shocked and quickly reached out to take it.
How come the little golden carp is so weak after not seeing it for a few days? It looks like it will die soon.
Its cultivation level also fell from the peak of the Spirit Transformation stage to the early stage of the Golden Core stage.
The little golden carp was full of energy just a few days ago. What happened to it
Thinking of a certain possibility, Xu Chunniang's eyes shrank.
Could it be that... the little golden carp had contributed to the Tree Man King's successful survival of the great thunder tribulation
Yes, nine times out of ten that is the case.
Otherwise, how could the little golden carp, who was staying well in the pond, have regressed in cultivation and been injured to such an extent
Xu Chunniang released the innate purple energy and carefully sent it into the little golden carp's mouth.
However, it only took two bites before disappearing directly into her palm.