At noon, on the back mountain of Xiaoqiong Peak, there was a clearing in the forest that had been selected for several years.
Old Taoist Qi Yuan stood in the already solid wooden cage with a whisk in his hand;
There were a few rays of precious light floating around him, and the brand-new cyan-blue silk robe on his body was a good defensive magic weapon, and it also made this old Taoist look a few years younger.
It's time to cross the catastrophe, and his face will inevitably be a little dignified.
Wisps of obscure and unspeakable aura wrapped around Qi Yuan's body, and from time to time, a flower petal would float around the old Taoist's body and dissipate in the breeze in the mountains.
A pair of disciples of Qi Yuan stood on the top of a tree hundreds of feet away;
Lan Ling'e stared nervously at her master, fingering a strand of black hair hanging in front of her.
In the past few years, Ling'e's figure has grown a little more, her slender waist tied with a belt is full of grip, and the fringed dress reflects her slender curves, and she is flawless when viewed from a distance or near.
Compared with two years ago, her pretty face was a little more feminine, but it was still mostly delicate and lively.
On the treetop not far from Lan Ling'e, Li Changshou was still dressed in ordinary robes, holding a bamboo slip in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, surrounded by his spiritual consciousness, observing the catastrophe All kinds of omens of coming.
There is nothing left to ask.
What needs to be done has already been done, and the next thing is for the master to survive the first catastrophe, and then the master will decide when to use that 'treasure medicine'.
Now, Li Changshou's first task is to closely observe and record his master's process of crossing the catastrophe.
Because Du Xianmen recruits disciples once every two hundred years, after Li Changshou entered the sect, he was stuck at the end of the tide of disciples from the previous generation becoming immortals.
Most of those disciples who were destined not to become immortals due to limited aptitude and comprehension had already left the Duxian sect and returned to their hometowns; in the past hundred years, the immortal sect has been cultivating new disciples of this generation, and only a few of the previous generation's disciples have become immortals.
Master's crossing the catastrophe this time was the sixth time in the past century that Li Changshou observed Qi refiners crossing the immortal catastrophe, and it was rare to be so close, able to record the whole process, and analyze it in detail afterwards.
call-
A gust of wind blew up in the forest, and the 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 beam of light and rushed into the air!
Here comes the omen before becoming a fairy!
Li Changshou took the carving knife and the bamboo slips and began to write vigorously, recording the details in detail.
The beam of light lasted for a cup of tea, and the situation on Little Qiongfeng changed color!
Li Changshou could feel that the aura of heaven and earth was continuously gathering from all directions, hovering a hundred meters above Master's head, and condensed into gray clouds of calamity in a blink of an eye.
At this time, figures from the peaks under the mountain protection formation also flew out, flying into the air, looking at Little Qiongfeng...
A shining silver-white thunderbolt appeared below Jieyun, and tiny electric arcs appeared around Qi Yuan's body.
Li Changshou calculated with his fingers, and soon, he raised his head and spoke to his master:
"Master, based on the calculation of the area and thickness of the robbery cloud, it should be a common immortal robbery with five thunderbolts."
Old Daoist Qi Yuan frowned slightly, he thought it was the weakest three thunders, but he didn't expect that he would save five thunders.
——The Heavenly Calamity of becoming an Immortal is no more than nine, and four, five, or six thunderbolts are common.
There is a saying that according to the aptitude of the person who crosses the catastrophe and the potential of the queen who becomes a fairy, the way of heaven will send down catastrophes of different powers.
The more tribulations and thunders, it proves that the person's road to immortality will be wider in the future, the potential will be deeper, and it will be more difficult to survive the tribulation of becoming an immortal.
After the sound was transmitted, Li Changshou lowered his head and continued writing with a carving knife.
rumbling—
Jieyun began to tremble continuously, and the thunderbolt became more and more obvious. When the thunderbolt reached a certain critical value, it immediately turned into a shining pillar of thunder, and fell down on Qi Yuan's head!
As soon as the thunder came out, the world was overshadowed by it!
That wave of avenues, which contained the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, fell down along with the thunder calamity!
However, the immortals and qi refiners who observed this lightning calamity were astonished to find that the catastrophe, which was supposedly unstoppable with magic weapons, was completely 'sucked' away by the wooden cage around Qi Yuan's body!
Thunder light shone everywhere in the wooden cage, but Qi Yuan stood in it safe and sound, except for his long gray hair flying around, there was no light entangled around himself!
Lan Ling'e immediately shouted excitedly: "Brother! The bird cage is effective!"
Li Changshou was also smiling, but before his smile could bloom, the obscure Dao fluctuations suddenly appeared, and Faye's birdcage shining with thunder suddenly exploded in all directions...
All right, the way of heaven does not allow opportunism.
It's okay, at least it helped Master resist the first thunder 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.
Faye's birdcage helped avoid a catastrophe, and correspondingly damaged the benefits of those who survived the catastrophe. There are gains and losses, which is common sense.
Fortunately, the master didn't take out the Rongxian Pill and swallowed it in one gulp, otherwise Li Changshou would have poisoned his master with his own hands...
Above the catastrophe cloud, a larger thunderbolt began to brew, and the power of catastrophe contained in it was a little bit more than before.
Qi Yuan's complexion became more dignified, and the mana in his body was transferred to all parts of his body, and his figure slowly lifted into the air.
To become an immortal, you can only resist it!
Click!
Nourishing—
The second cataclysm fell ferociously, and the thunder pillars formed by the thunderbolts instantly swallowed Qi Yuan's figure completely!
Li Changshou and Lan Ling'e were both sweating, and when they saw their master holding on for a moment and then being pressed to the ground by Lei Zhu, Lan Ling'e tightly closed her eyes and didn't dare to look any further.
It wasn't until the sound of the discharge disappeared that Lan Ling'e heard that her senior brother was relieved, so she dared to open her eyes and look.
The old man Qi Yuan sat up in the shallow hole in the ground in a state of embarrassment, turned his head to the side and vomited blood, raised his head, took a few pills, and stood up again.
His own mana is still quite full, and a faint ray of fairy light is hovering around his body.
This second thunderbolt can be regarded as being carried down.
Li Changshou stopped writing, tucked his left hand into his sleeve, and held down a paper figurine and a pill.
Judging by Master's appearance, he still has to endure the third catastrophe, but he will definitely not be able to resist the fourth;
If the master was paralyzed by the third lightning strike and could not move, then he would give the master Sai Rong the elixir in time.
Bigger thunder-bans gathered in the calamity cloud, Qi Yuan gritted his teeth and stood up, quickly forming seals with both hands, and arranged layer after layer of mana barriers in front of him.
But, useless.
This time there was a roar first, as if there were thousands of troops and horses galloping in the robbery cloud, a thunderbolt thick as a millstone fell down with a murderous aura, almost instantly smashing down the many barriers Qi Yuan had set up, and pushing Qi Yuan into a shallow pit During, a burst of crazy output...
Facing the gust of wind, Lan Ling'e couldn't help shouting: "Master!"
But her shout was quickly swallowed by the wind.
Qi Yuan barely survived the third catastrophe...
It is helpless to say that the quantity and quality of Heavenly Tribulation are determined according to his aptitude when he started cultivating Taoism; later, because of damage to the Dao Foundation, Qi Yuan could not achieve his due strength at the ninth level of Dao Returning Realm '.
Therefore, Qi Yuan was so embarrassed in the face of the catastrophe, and he could barely survive the third way.
Lei Jie blasted out a big hole in the ground, Qi Yuan was lying on the bottom of the hole, relying on the last mouthful of mana, his figure slowly floated up, standing under the sky, looking up at the more terrifying, more terrifying Big Ray-Ban…
His whole body was dripping with blood, but his eyes were still determined!
Destiny, destiny is so unfair!
But Pindao has no complaints against you, the avenue rotates, the world is in order, everything is the fate of the Pindao, so what if the Pindao dies!
But, only one point!
They must not lie on the ground and die in embarrassment, with the disciples watching from the sidelines, even if their master is useless, even if their master cannot give them the protection that Biefeng disciples can have!
That poor man will die standing up!
You must also have the spirit of a human spirit refiner!
I also want to earn some face for Changshou and Ling'e, and let them know that my master does not lack this firm heart to go to the Tao!
What's more, I still have the precious medicine that my apprentice has prepared so hard to survive a catastrophe!
The old man Qi Yuan took out the brocade box, took out the elixir inside, stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation, and swallowed it with his head up.
Come on, God!
Even though Pindao knew that this was a futile struggle, Pindao still had to fight to see the last thunderstorm!
It shouldn't be too embarrassing to die under the last lightning calamity...
Within Thunder Banner, the power of Heavenly Tribulation is frantically gathering, and the fourth Heavenly Tribulation is about to fall!
"ah-"
The old Taoist Qi Yuan raised his head and roared angrily, his beard and hair were all stretched out, and his whole body was as if!
"cough!"
The old man suddenly bowed his head and coughed, spouting a mouthful of blood, then looked down at himself in astonishment, and streaks of blood appeared all over his body.
Here, what's the situation
How did you start to melt away
Master Taiqing, what's going on
What did this scoundrel feed the poor... what...
Above the head, the crazily surging Thunder Ban suddenly misfired, and Jie Yun also stopped spinning.
This cataclysm was like a mortal middle-aged man who had placed high hopes on himself, wanted to show off in front of his lover, but suddenly found himself overworked, and suddenly had no follow-up...
At the last moment, Qi Yuan turned his head to look at his senior disciple who was smiling;
This old-fashioned consciousness was quickly dissolved, and he was like a snowman falling into the furnace, melting instantly!
The soul, body, and even clothes all turned into that puddle of 'blood water', floating in the air...
Jieyun trembled, and turned into strands of pure spiritual energy, scattered and elegant, and strands of sunlight shone on Little Qiong Peak.
The people watching the ceremony all looked puzzled, staring blankly at the place where Qi Yuan melted, staring at the pool of blood.
Suddenly, a cloud of turbid air gushed out from the ground, and three-color fairy lights fell from the clouds, all of which were poured into the bloody water.
From nowhere came the sound of silk, bamboo and string music, which was beautiful and pleasant to hear.
The pure and turbid air began to gather slowly, and the pool of blood slowly took on the outline of a human figure;
Then there was a crackling sound, and the old Taoist figure of Qi Yuan appeared in the air again, and even the clothes that were torn into tatters by the thunder were still on his body...
The blood light subsided, petals fluttered around the old Taoist body, a turbid auspicious cloud was stepped on under his feet, and a lotus flower bloomed faintly above his head, and the lotus flower melted into his body.
Opening his mouth, Qi Yuan exhaled a breath of fresh air, and the breath began to rise slowly all over his body.
It's really shabby to become a fairy like this.
The old Taoist Qi Yuan had already understood something at this time, turned around and looked at Li Changshou, his eyes were full of helplessness, but a little tear flashed.
Don't mention the word master and apprentice for now.
Qi Yuan looked complicated, and made a salute to Li Changshou;
Li Changshou hastily put away the bamboo slips, carving knives, paper figurines, and elixirs, saluted his master, and dared not get up for a long time.
There was also a burst of noisy discussions in the wind...
"It's Bing Jie! Bing Jie Hua Zhuoxian!"
"That turned out to be Rongxian Pill! There is still someone who can refine this elixir?"
"Junior Brother Qi Yuan actually chose this path. It's true, but it's also the way to survive."
"The Zhuoxian is actually no different from most immortals, and the heavenly immortals are not so easy to break through. Most of us stop at the real immortals."