Ink dyes the sky, the sun and the moon are dull.
The cultivator suffering from pink eye disease was overjoyed when he saw this terrifying scene: Master Chixuan must have committed a calamity and broke the secret, otherwise how could he trigger such a calamity
And how many people can survive such a catastrophe
The old man with long eyebrows stood on the spot, his mouth wide open. For the past eighty years, he has been running around everywhere, and he has never encountered a calamity.
"This, this is impossible! My disciple Chi Xuan... what?"
How could such a mortal catastrophe be encountered
On the spot, there were tears and shivering all over.
"Daoist Longmei..."
"No, the old disciple! Heaven doesn't allow you, what have you done!" Long eyebrows roared.
"Fellow Daoist Changmei!" Nan Hongzi's forehead was blanched, and he picked up the long brow who was crying, "You cry too early, this Jieyun is not your apprentice, but my apprentice!"
"Hey?"
The old man with long eyebrows was stunned.
Nan Hongzi held a paper crane biography, shook it twice, and said with shortness of breath, "A letter from a poor disciple!"
There were two more female nuns next to them, bare feet and curly hair, a white centipede wearing a magic weapon and light armor, and Luo Jingshu wearing a blue robe. They were found by following the book passed down by Zhihe, and when Nan Hongzi received the letter, they also found a "team waiting to go to another world".
"you?"
"Under the command of Venerable Li Yan, I want to go to another small world."
Luo Jingshu held back her hands, and the white centipede bowed their hands together and saluted.
"Uh, late Nascent Soul, there is also the first stage of Nascent Soul."
The Xiongwu cultivator, who was carrying the Heiyuan Valley Master, couldn't help frowning.
This strength can already be used in the cultivation world, but the situation in the other world is unknown, maybe...
The white centipede said solemnly: "I am a demon cultivator, and I will die hundreds of years later. I don't want to be stuck in one place. Where in the world can't die?"
Luo Jingshu, who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage, bowed her head and said, "Your Excellency asked me to come and have a look. It is up to me to decide whether to go or not. Even if I don't go, it is useful to keep in mind the atmosphere of that small world."
Except for Chen He, no one knew the relationship between Luo Jingshu and Yang Xinyue, and he didn't care when he heard the words.
Because everyone's mind was attracted by Jie Yun and Nan Hongzi's words just now.
"Could it be—Chen He?"
"Exactly, my venerable said... to use the real person Chixuan to ascend."
The long eyebrows are both funny: "How can I borrow this?"
The white centipede said strangely: "Seniors are borrowing, and Venerable is also borrowing. The borrowing method is different, but it is always borrowing!"
"...That's different!" Changmei rolled his eyes from the choked, anxious and angry, "At the same time, the calamity will be crossed, and the calamity will increase, is it a good thing? Chi Xuan!
Lao Dao just wanted to borrow you to ascend, how could there be more dooms, and Chen He's kid also borrowed it from you, how could Lao Dao's apprentice lose so much? "
Nan Hongzi snorted lightly: "Gu Shizhu went to find Venerable Huanjian, and you also borrowed the use of my little apprentice's master. Isn't it a loss for poor Daoists?"
"Here, look at God!"
Seeing that the long eyebrows were about to roar again, everyone quickly stopped: "Chen He does this, there must be a purpose..."
Changmei was so angry that he paused: "How can we overcome the calamity in this situation?"
The black clouds rolled, and the purple thunder light poured out from the cracks.
The real person Chi Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged and waiting for the calamity, was also startled by the momentum of the robbery.
His hands and feet were stiff, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses.
Chixuan's mouth was full of bitterness, although he didn't cry, his heart was half cold: Can this still be fate
The majestic and terrifying atmosphere overwhelmed the cultivators, and they fell softly to the ground again—why? They remembered with grief and indignation that it was like a repeat of what happened a hundred years ago.
only…
It seems to be better this time, doesn't it? !
The sky thunder did not fall for a long time, and the purple lightning swept through the gaps in the cloud, more and more, until the robbery cloud could not even be seen, people could not help but suspect that the sky had been torn to pieces by the lightning, and the sky was catastrophic.
The real person Chi Xuan finally realized that something was wrong.
It stands to reason that under such momentum, he has long been overwhelmed, but the sense of danger in Jieyun's presence is the same as before, even slightly more relaxed than just now.
What's the point of this
Isn't this his own robbery
The real person Chi Xuan was stunned.
In the distance, the old man with long eyebrows turned anxiously, and said, "I have never seen such a terrifying catastrophe, what should I do?"
Nan Hongzi pondered, silently watching the letter in his hand turn into fly ash.
—Master, it’s a pity that I couldn’t say goodbye in person, but my brother has been waiting for us in Immortal Realm for a long time.
"Nonsense, he's waiting for you." Nan Hongzi snorted coldly, it's only a hundred years, is it a long time in the fairyland
- The disciple once caused a lot of disturbance due to his ascension, and Tianzun Beixuan went down again. The matter of Yang Xinyue is unknown, and the origins of Venerable Huanjian and Heiyuan Valley Master are strange. A long-standing conspiracy may be pushed up to the breaking of the ancient wasteland. For the immortal, the disciple may only be a variable in the three thousand worlds.
Any variable is annoying to the chess player.
If it cannot be eliminated, it must be firmly grasped.
Nan Hongzi followed with a long sigh, and he understood what Chen He meant. Because of the previous episodes and the impenetrable situation in the immortal world, once Chen He ascended, he would definitely attract the attention of the immortal world.
Ascension with the real person Chixuan, or it can confuse the sight of some immortals.
"The little apprentice has already made some plans for his situation and the path he's going to take." Nan Hongzi said helplessly to himself, he really couldn't help in this matter.
Master Chixuan ascended ahead of schedule, leaving Chen He with no more time to prepare for the calamity, or to inform Nan Hongzi that he could only seize this opportunity. Borrowing ascension is not something that anyone can borrow.
"I hope you have really reached the tribulation period..." Nan Hongzi sighed.
Is Chen He here yet
No.
In the middle stage of the Mahayana period, there are still two small realms from the transcendence period.
However, there was a memory of the previous time, and when his state of mind arrived, there was even more Bei Xuan secret method that could affect the spiritual vision of heaven and earth. As soon as he provoked Jieyun openly, Tiandao immediately responded.
Abandoning the real person Chixuan, he responded.
"Sure enough, the real enemy of this deity is the way of heaven."
Chen He laughed at himself.
The purple thunder light was like waves, rolling and rolling endlessly, no clouds were seen, and the sky and the earth were filled with snake-like lightning that wandered, as if someone had smashed the whole world into pieces, and was about to shatter and disintegrate from the sky.
Ordinary people can't look up to see such an abnormality, and the monk is frightened.
Real Man Chi Xuan:…
"That's right, it's really smaller than the last time." Chen He nodded with satisfaction.
He still remembered the scene in the broken memory. Hundreds of miles were destroyed by lightning, and the flames spread like the river and the sea. Because there was no place to stand, Venerable Li Yan simply stepped on the thunder and cut the robbery.
Chen He only lived one-third of his previous life, so naturally he does not have such strength.
"Senior brother, just let me be willful for a while and see who will win between Tiandao and me."
The cyan longbow was taken out of the stored magic weapon, refined for a hundred years, and it exuded abundant spiritual energy that flowed seamlessly. The remnant of the Kui soul on it, aware of the power of the thunder, was excited and kept whispering.
"I was about to thank Senior Ji for guiding me to choose such a magic weapon material that is not afraid of catastrophe in this life."
Chen He smiled lightly, flicked his fingers, and red flames appeared on the bow.
The fat baby suddenly transformed into a figure and hung on Chen He's shoulders, with a serious face on his chubby face, and raised his head to look at the thunder light in the sky.
"Are you afraid?" Chen He is still in the mood to joke with Shi Zhonghuo.
The fat girl nodded seriously.
"There is a master here."
"Jiu." Shi Zhonghuo buried his head behind Chen He's neck, rubbed it twice, suddenly jumped to the ground, put his hands on his hips, and stood in front of Chen He majestically.
"...If you don't enter the lake cave, how can you get lake fish?"
Fatty pointed to the sky and stepped on the stump with one foot: "Is there any fish on it?"
- Sure enough, it was the baby brought out by the master.
Chen He touched the stone and stared at the sky: "Probably not."
"But... the master is going?" Shi Zhonghuo began to bite his fingers.
"Um."
"Okay!" Fatty nodded decently, then sat on Chen He's instep, staring at the hovering purple thunder light with a hostile expression on his face.
Chen He laughed.
There are senior brothers in the immortal world, waiting for him.
On the way to cross the calamity, there is fire in the stone to accompany.
At the foot of the mountain, Nan Hongzi must be there.
This road, after all, is no longer a person.
A streak of purple thunder, condensed into a ball, seemed to be dripping from the boiling sky, falling straight down, as if it was a signal, one after another, thunder light formed a ball and was "squeezed" down.
Chen He's hand holding the bow tightened, staring at the sky:
"Come on, Tiandao."
Pulled by the bowstring, the aura of the heavens and the earth let out a shrill long whistle, and the thunderball was split into two by the invisible force. In an instant, the light of the thunder turned into a dozen thunders of heaven and swept away. Only once, the thunder and fire were prosperous, and the surrounding area was scorched.
And countless thunderballs are still falling, like a hailstorm that comes fast and hastily.
"This is?" The old man with long eyebrows rounded his eyes.
All the lightning balls went in the other direction, and only Tianlei, who was slashed and deflected, "took care" of the terrified Master Chixuan who was on guard.
A ferocious beast figure with curved horns and a body like a cow, standing on one leg, rose in the thunder light.
Kui, an ancient desolate beast that can lead all directions and drive thunder.
Because there is no physical body, the robbery it chops down cannot cause substantial damage to it, but it makes this remnant soul more and more excited, its eyes are blood red, like a long whale sucking water, its mouth is empty, and it swallows the thunder ball.
The figure swelled, twisted and deformed, and it was about to burst.
A sharp arrow passed through Kui's phantom and hit the sky directly.
The body of the arrow was condensed by true essence, red like fire, the arrow kept spinning, and brought out all the thunder that Kui swallowed. Lei Guang was attracted by Chen He's true essence and entangled.
Zihua Snake Electric, following the trajectory of the long arrow, meanderingly followed.
In an instant, he was immersed in the sky that was still rolling and brewing thunder.
Immediately, everything between heaven and earth seemed to stand still, and there was no movement.
Master Chixuan couldn't help standing up.
For a breath, only the echoes of the roaring thunder of the remaining sky could be heard.
Three breaths, the thunder light that fell into the sky, all stopped.
Five breaths, the monks looked at each other in dismay, and were about to ask aloud what was going on.
Suddenly a loud bang! Within a hundred miles, all things and all spirits who had cultivated spiritual energy were hit by this shock, and at the same time they were knocked unconscious. The monks above Nascent Soul bleeded from their noses and mouths, and then retreated in horror.
A hole was broken in the middle of the thunderous light that was boiling like porridge.
The shaded sunlight poured down, illuminating where the arrow came from.
"Chen He?" Rao Shixuan was already prepared, but he was still startled.
"Venerable Liyan?"
The monk who didn't know the truth was stunned at the same time.
What is this? Has the magician started to soar? Shi Feng is, and so is Chen He.
The crack was quickly covered by the raging thunder and raging waves, and the sky and the earth returned to darkness. This time, it was not like hail, but the Tianhe that was hanging upside down, rushing like a storm.
The old man with long eyebrows sat on the ground and murmured the doubts in the hearts of many monks: "What kind of catastrophe is this, the most serious one, isn't it the forty-nine catastrophe?"
If Chen He heard this, he would definitely laugh.
—It’s okay, it’s much better than last time.
Master Chixuan held the magic sword, looked at the sky, and then chopped off a thunderbolt, standing in the formation without a word: he seemed to have been forgotten by the Tao of Heaven.
The author has something to say: I still remember the life of the real Chixuan mentioned in the previous article, the master of Changmei pinched it.
"This son has a smooth life and good fortune. It's really a good fate."
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