The Divine Thunder of Heavenly Tribulation descended from the sky with the majesty of looking down upon all things. Just when it was about to collide with the Buddha's light soaring into the sky, it suddenly turned around in the sky and changed its direction slightly. It barely missed the Buddha's light and continued to strike towards the ground. Down. WwW!QuanBen-XiaoShuo!com
Two divine lights, one gold and one silver, intertwined side by side, creating a spectacular sight.
Bu Le Yao Monk's old face was full of disbelief. He couldn't figure out why Baijie turned a corner. He jumped up with a strange cry, grabbed Wen Leyang and Mu Mu beside him, and ran to the side like crazy.
The divine thunder is so vast that it follows you everywhere like a shadow.
The old demon monk Bu Le knew clearly that he couldn't run away, but he couldn't help but run away. At any rate, he couldn't look up and watch the divine thunder hit him in the face.
Monk Bu Le was puzzled, but Wen Leyang was not. Ah Dan was hugging his calf like a koala, with an anxious look on his face... He was worried for Wen Leyang.
The strong light swallowed up everything in the world in an instant!
The old monks Bu Le and Mu Mu felt a huge force explode from their sides. They were like little birds that were slapped away by a giant. They whirled and fell to the side with a strange cry.
With nearly two thousand years of cultivation in his body, Bu Lu was still knocked dizzy by the fall. He was thinking about the other people in his mind, and he quickly turned over and jumped up and was about to make a move, when his body suddenly stiffened and all his movements were frozen.
Ah Dan was dancing towards him...
For Bu Le Yao Monk, the incident of overcoming the tribulation in Wenjia Village was really unbelievable. The person who was supposed to be overcoming the tribulation threw himself into his arms. So which master is being struck by lightning now
Ah Dan is still very loyal. After getting up, he was about to rush into the strong light with his small fists.
That ball of blazing and thick thunder light. It was jumping and moving strangely.
The old monk was unhappy and held Ah Dan down. Then he reached out and pinched his eyes. Once again, he used his divine power. His eyes were like lightning with rippling water lines. It pierced hard into the thunder light of the Heavenly Tribulation, which seemed to be haunted.
The eyes of the gods are as clear as clear springs. But it still didn't stop the old monk's unhappy pupils from spreading out of his eyes.
Wen Leyang was in the center of the lightning with a face full of panic. Running around and bumping around. Wherever he went anyway. The vast divine light falling from the sky followed him wherever he went. The level of tacit understanding is comparable to the spotlight and the protagonist on a dark stage. And the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder transformed into a silver dragon. It was writhing and roaring. He tried his best to thrust a giant leech into Wen Leyang's chest. Slowly and laboriously squeezed in inch by inch.
At this time, Mumu also got up and ran to the old monk. I was shocked when I saw Ah Dan. It took a long time to react. Pointing at the bright light that was still jumping around, he asked tentatively: "Wen... Wen Leyang?"
Monk Bu Le raised his head and looked at the sky. The thunder of the heavenly tribulation penetrated the heaven and the earth for a long time. He sighed and replied to Mu Mu: "It won't be completed in a while, just wait." He stood there with a puzzled face. He seemed to be tired of standing again, so he finally just sat on the ground, looking up from time to time to look helplessly at how long the divine thunder was in the sky.
Ah Dan leaned against Mu Mu. Worry was written all over his little face, and he gritted his teeth and stared at the bright light.
The Wenbucao who had fled just now also came out one after another.
After asking about Wen Leyang's current situation, the grandfather asked the old monk Bu Le with worry and helplessness: "Monk, can you save him?"
Monk Bu Le exhaled a long breath and shook his head: "There is nothing we can do, just wait."
Xiao Yi clutched the big horn and stamped his feet anxiously: "What's going on? Who is going through the tribulation?"
Bu Le pointed at Ah Dan: "Of course this kid is overcoming the tribulation, but the thunder was lured away by Wen Leyang. Hey... what the hell is that jade sword?"
Mumu almost cried, feeling guilty and worried: "Is he...in danger?"
Monk Bule smiled bitterly: "It should be fine now. He is fine in there. He just needs to eat carrots." Before he could finish his words, Mu Mu and Xiao Yi burst into tears at the same time.
The old monk Bu Le was startled and quickly changed the subject: "This time the disaster fell on Wen Leyang. The little zombie will be in trouble again at any time within three years. The power of the next disaster will definitely be greater than this one. Too much, I'm afraid even if the master comes in person.//.shudao.netｔ书.道//may not be able to help him block it."
Mu Mu reluctantly stopped crying, but her tears still fell down. She reached out and hugged Ah Dan tightly in her arms, saying, "Just let it be fate! When will Ah Dan be resurrected and when will he face the catastrophe?"
"He is the reincarnation of a dead person. The first heavenly catastrophe should be when his heart is unblocked and he becomes a living person." The old monk looked a little tired. Whether he was activating the magic circle or using the celestial eye, it was extremely draining of cultivation. As: "But he didn't respond to the first catastrophe, and will maintain the status quo for the time being. He will not be resurrected until he survives the second catastrophe. But..."
Old monk Bu Le did not continue. Everyone knew about the second disaster. There was basically no possibility of surviving. For a while, the Wen family village fell into silence again. Only Wei Mo was busy calculating. It seemed that he wanted to calculate when Wen Leyang would be able to escape...
Finally, after a muffled bang, the flaming clouds that covered the sky suddenly disintegrated, and disappeared without warning at the same time as the divine thunder. The sky became clear in an instant, and a layer of fish belly white had just turned up on the distant horizon. Unknowingly, One day and one night have passed.
Everyone's nerves were tense, the thick bright light gradually dissipated, and a figure staggered out.
Xiao Yi and Mu Mu cheered at the same time and rushed towards Wen Leyang. After running two steps, a strong wind suddenly blew around them, and a burst of footsteps heavier than a rhinoceros rumbled from beside them.
Before the two girls had time to greet him, the Wind, Rain and Rainbow group surrounded Wen Leyang, talking in all directions, and for a while it was impossible to hear clearly who was saying what.
Wen Leyang ignored them, pulled the red jade knife from his neck, and quickly jumped to the old monk Bu Le: "Holy monk, this piece of jade can absorb thunder, there must be... ghosts!" He said as if the jade knife was hot to the touch. As if, he quickly threw it on the ground.
The red jade sword almost turned silver at this moment. Last time, after absorbing the thunder summoned by the Blue Bird of the Chicken Cage Dao Palm Sword, the red sword flashed with silver thunder patterns, and this time after swallowing a divine thunder of heavenly tribulation. , the silver blade occasionally shows blood lines.
The old monk Bu Le ignored the red jade sword at his feet and said sternly to Wen Leyang: "Concentrate your mind, hold your breath and gather your strength!" As he said that, he activated his water-colored celestial eye. Help him examine his body carefully.
After a while, the old monk laughed reassuringly: "You're fine, kid!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Leyang himself was fine. The poison of life and death in his body still flowed happily, exactly the same as before.
This time, both the scale and the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder are much more powerful than the thunderbolt summoned by the Jilong Dao Earth Palm Sword, but the Red Jade Sword seems to be much more powerful as well. When absorbing the thunderstorm, not a trace of vibration was leaked out. Wen Leyang did not feel any force attack at all, let alone injured like last time.
The old monk gently twisted the jade knife again, looked at it carefully, and hung it back on Wen Leyang's neck with a smile: "What's the matter? What nonsense? This is a good thing. Even the divine thunder of the heavenly tribulation can't bear it." It can be blocked by it. From now on, no thunder method from any sect in the world can do anything to you!"
After speaking, the old monk paused for a moment, and his solemn expression turned into an evil laugh: "The most famous thunder method on the path of cultivation is the "Nine Heavens Thunder Picking Technique" of Jilong Dao."
Ah Dan Ying Jie made a huge noise. In the end, he was unharmed, still smiling mischievously, and found his exquisite horse again, running around in Wenjia Village.
Mu Mu and Wen Leyang were reunited after a long separation. They were originally filled with infinite joy, but because they were worried about Ah Dan, their faces were always gloomy. Ah Dan now has no zombie temperament at all. Apart from his heart not beating, he is just like a zombie. Naughty boy. Usually at home, I stay close to Mumu every day, and my relationship is extremely deep.
Wen Leyang knew that Ah Dan would have to deal with another catastrophe within three years. He frowned and asked the old monk, "If you can't withstand the second catastrophe, just give Ah Dan the jade knife and suck away the thunder." It’s better than not getting through it.”
Bu Le gave him a sideways glance: "You're confused! If the thunder doesn't hit the zombie doll the second time, do you know what will happen?"
Without waiting for Wen Leyang to intervene, Bu Le said directly: "The failure of two heavenly tribulations means that the celestial phenomena are in chaos. sＨdao.net Book. Tao will lead to the immeasurable tribulations that Taoists call! Together with the immeasurable tribulations, heaven and earth will unite. Everything will be destroyed, and the world will return to chaos... But I have heard about it, and I don't know if it is true or not... "
As the old monk was talking, Wen Leyang's cell phone suddenly rang.
Wen Leyang answered the phone and said a few words, then handed the phone to the old monk Bule: "I'm looking for you from the Great Mercy Temple."
Bu Le was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Why don't you just call me... Oh, the phone is down." Then he answered the phone. Over there on the phone. The young monk stammered and didn't know what to say, but the old monk's expression became increasingly weird. At the end I just laughed out loud.
After talking on the phone, the old monk happily rubbed his palms and walked around the village. After a while, he smiled at Wen Leyang and the four old gentlemen Wen and said, "Jilong Road is really anxious this time. The leader, Zi Que, will personally take care of it." The team is going up the mountain to take revenge!”
Wen Leyang couldn't think of anything to be happy about, so he glanced at the monk angrily: "Give me your phone back!"
"Uh... I'm used to it." The old rabbit demon Bu Le blushed, took out Wen Leyang's cell phone from his pocket and gave it back to him, and continued to say with a smile: "Except for the masters of the Chicken Coop Road, Kunlun Road and Goose and Sheep The Taoists also joined in. These three Taoist sects originally vented their anger through the same nostril. The three sect leaders went to the Great Mercy Temple together and insisted that Jiuding Mountain harbors demons, haha, hahahaha."
Wen Leyang became anxious when he heard this. He couldn't even cope with a chicken coop. Now the three Taoist sects in Wufuli have to go up the mountain together. This time they are in big trouble.
Bu Le smiled for a while and finally returned to normal, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes: "Shan Juan has promised three Taoist sects to come to Jiuding Mountain with them to distinguish right from wrong. Hey, it's finally a bit lively this time."
Xiao Yi stood next to Wen Leyang, gnashing his teeth and staring at the old monk who was laughing heartily. He wished he could pick up the loudspeaker and give it to him.
In the Five Fortunes, Jilong Dao, Goose Yang and Kunlun Dao have always advanced and retreated together. This time Jilong Dao was almost wiped out in Jiuding Mountain, and dozens of disciples died. This was a person who was driven into the world by the evil sect. This was something that had never happened in thousands of years. Not long after the accident, both Goeyang and Kunlun stood up to support Jilongdao. It seemed that they must take revenge.
The four elders of the Wen family looked at each other. The eldest grandpa smiled magnanimously and said openly: "As long as you show off your power, it doesn't matter if the whole family is wiped out!"
The old monk was a demon if he was unhappy. The Buddha, who had cultivated for so many years, still couldn't get rid of his naughty nature. When he heard that the excitement was getting louder, he immediately got carried away with joy. Now when he heard what the grandpa said, he quickly shook his head: "Three Gates" The old Taoist thinks that he can make decisions just by relying on the number of people, hehe. Shanjuan and I have practiced for three thousand years in total, and just a few of them can't really get into the monk's Dharma eyes..." If we really compare it to practice, the old rabbit demon really doesn't understand. The fellows from the Five Blessed Lands take things too seriously.
The old monk smiled and smiled, suddenly remembering something, and asked his uncle Wen Tunhai a little awkwardly: "Are there any fakes in the village? Since Good Judgment is here, I will pretend to be an old man from the Wen family."
The uncle shook his head: "Master, won't you change?"
His unhappy expression was obviously suffocated: "You have read too much Journey to the West..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted in the direction down the mountain: "Stop!"
Xilulu made a neighing sound. Ah Dan rode his exquisite horse and was the first to rush towards the village entrance, eager to catch the spy.
A voice that Wen Leyang was all too familiar with. A voice came from outside the village with great difficulty: "Don't fight, don't fight, it's us brothers..."
Xiao Yi let out an ouch and chuckled at Wen Leyang: "Your apprentice is back."
Not long after, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and a large group of strange figures, over a hundred people, entered the village in a mighty manner. Monk Shuijing and Old Taoist Jifei were walking majestically at the forefront of the group.
Wen Leyang was startled. He took a closer look at the people following the two monks. He knew most of them. They were all strong casual cultivators when they first went to Mount Emei. The fat and thick-haired Niu Lishi with open chest and heart, the auntie who wears makeup and powder and a big red flower on her head, the straight-backed and unsmiling old man Gongye...
Jifei and Shui Jing ran in quickly and greeted the old monk Bule with a smile.
Bu Le immediately returned the favor politely. When he and Shan Duan were injured, it was these two old thieves who carried them back to the Great Mercy Temple. They could be regarded as life-saving benefactors.
Jifei ran up to Wen Leyang, put on a look of surprise, and looked at him from head to toe: "I hope you're fine, I hope you're fine!"
Xiao Yi laughed from the side and said, "Master didn't even scream!"
Jifei Quan pretended not to hear, and the surprise on his face turned into indignation: "We brothers were traveling around the world. Suddenly we heard that the three Taoist sects in Wufuli were going to deal with us Wen Bucao, so we immediately rushed back day and night without stopping! Then he pointed to the large group of casual cultivators: "Last time, thanks to the blessing of Fairy Changli, we two brothers made some friends. This time Jiuding Mountain is in trouble, and it happens to be the time to hire people, so we will do it." You're welcome, everyone who needs to shout is here!"
Monk Shuijing nodded vigorously beside him: "This time the fourth of the five blessings is moved, it is a major event that has not happened in a thousand years, and it has been widely spread on the path of cultivation."
Mu Mu tilted her head from the side and looked at the two monks for a while. Until Shui Jing blushed and didn't dare to look at her again. Then he smiled and said: "Something's wrong, monk. Tell the truth!" If we count the time, Mu Mu knew them the earliest. Knowing that these two brothers encountered such a thing, it was too late to run away. Now they rush back but Not to their liking.
The old Taoist hurriedly interjected: "Master...that, that door is in trouble, we two brothers..."
Wen Leyang also knew that he should not listen to what the old Taoist said, so he led Xiao Yi, Mu Mu and Ah Dan, and the four of them stared at Monk Shui Jing with bright eyes... Monk Shui Jing lowered his head lower and lower, and after holding on for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth: " This... we two brothers worshiped you as our teacher, but somehow it got spread."
Wen Leyang struck while the iron was hot and asked with a smile: "So what?"
Shui Jing's little eyes widened: "So what? Ancestor, this time our Wen family has offended three Taoist sects in Wufuli. If the old Taoists seek revenge from us, no matter how big the world is, we will have nowhere to run! Jiuding Mountain Although we are on the cusp of the storm now, there is still Fairy Changli sitting in charge, so those cow noses can’t produce any big monsters.”
Wen Leyang laughed and understood: "Actually, Jiuding Mountain is the safest."
Monk Shuijing nodded, and suddenly he burst out laughing like a nervous and heroic man, which shocked everyone: "Monk, why don't you just go back to the mountain, and meet the three Taoist sects of the Five Blessings in the World, which will be quite enjoyable." Ah... where is that Fairy Changli? She has returned to the mountain long ago, right?"
Wen Leyang shook his head and took out a carrot: "There has been no news about her."
Jifei and Shui Jing's faces turned pale at the same time. After a while, they managed to smile: "It's okay, it's okay, the fairy is not here. Even if the divine monk is here... the divine monk won't leave, right?"
The old monk laughed and shook his head: "I won't leave, I won't leave. This time I will join you all to meet those old Taoists!"
The two monks let out a sigh of relief at the same time.
Wen Leyang turned around hesitantly and looked at the four grandfathers. The eldest man smiled openly: "Those who go up the mountain are good friends!"
The faces of the group of casual cultivators were filled with eagerness to try, not so much to repay the kindness of Jifei Shuijing and the two of them for rescuing the Great Mercy Temple. It would be better to say that he came to join in the fun and make noise. Just because you can't defeat the Great Mercy Temple doesn't mean you can't defeat the three gates. Anyway, those who dare to go to the mountains are not afraid of big troubles.
The Wenjia Village suddenly became lively. The casual cultivators were gearing up every day. They were in small groups, discussing Taoism and teachings, or simply showing off their magic weapons. Ah Dan was like a fish in water, riding an exquisite horse among the large groups of weirdos. It was passed around, and eventually someone leaked the news that Ah Dan would be punished by God at any time. Wherever Ah Dan went, the casual cultivators immediately dispersed in a swarm...
Seven days later, early in the morning. Finally, a shout like spring thunder shattered the brief peace of Jiuding Mountain: "Jilong Dao Zique, lead your disciples to meet with the masters of the Wen family!"
Then a thick voice sounded one after another: "Goose and Yang Tao Sanwei, go up the mountain immediately."
The third voice was young and hearty, and his tone was much more polite: "Kunlun Dao Liuzheng, pay a visit to Jiudingshan Wen Bucao."
The fourth voice revealed a cordial tone from the bottom of his heart: "Monk Shanju of the Great Compassion Temple, I would like to see the heads of the Wen family, Amitabha, I am respectful to you."
Chang Li was not around, so the Wen family didn't raise their voices. The old rabbit demon was unhappy and reluctant to reveal his strength. He curled his lips and said nothing. The group of casual cultivators looked at each other, none of them had the ability to send their voices down the mountain. Suddenly, a sharp howl resounded through the valley. After a while, Grandpa's voice enveloped Jiuding Mountain from all directions: "Hey...hey...did you hear it?"
Uncle Wen Tunhai agreed loudly: "I heard it, no problem!"
The Wen family didn't know when they installed Guangbo loudspeakers all over Jiuding Mountain.
The old man sat in front of the microphone, not at all generous as always. Ignoring the three Taoists at all, he broadcast with a smile: "Shen Juan, I won't go down the mountain. Don't be rude. Please go up the mountain quickly." Shan Juan's voice was honest and honest, full of the bearing of a high monk: "Old Master, Mrs. I'm sorry, I was so anxious that I didn't inform you first, so I'm a humble monk, so I apologize."
The grandfather continued to smile and said: "Jiuding Mountain and the Great Mercy Temple are as close as brothers. If the holy monk is more polite, the old man will have no place to show his face."
Good judgment is not in a hurry. Then politely: "It's because the little monk has no place to show his face. If you are more humble, the monk will have to hide his face and go back to Mount Emei, haha, haha."
Grandpa: "Haha, if you go back, I will immediately take the young and old of the Wen family to your door to apologize..."
Both of them were polite, said some nonsensical words, and had a great time chatting, leaving the three gates alone.
Niu Lishi was so anxious that he shouted angrily to Wen Leyang: "Why are there so many nonsense!" Wen Leyang laughed loudly: "Someone is more anxious anyway!" He smiled and said: "It's been dry lately, I'm really looking forward to it. Rain... Amitabha, three masters, please wait for a moment... Master, we are going up."
Mr. Wen chuckled, turned off the microphone, and walked out...
In the open space in front of Wenjia Village, Wen Bucao disciples and casual cultivators were mixed together, either in groups of three or five, or in groups of seven or eight, seemingly scattered and chaotic. Next to the four old masters were their uncles Wen Tunhai, Wen Leyang, The two girls and Ah Dan, the old monk Bu Le, dressed up as an ordinary old man, stood behind Wen Leyang with a smile, smoking a cigarette.
Except for Wen Budo, all the people with dead names are missing.
The Great Compassion Temple of the Buddhist Sect, Yizi Palace of the Laymen, Daomen Chicken Coop, Goose and Sheep, and Kunlun are collectively known as the Five Blessings in the World. They are responsible for cultivating the true Tao and have occupied the world's prestige for more than a thousand years. The heads of the Five Blessings usually stay in the mountains and rarely show up. Occasionally, a head coming down the mountain is enough to cause an uproar. This time, for a little-known Wen Bucao, who is not even a cultivation sect, the fourth of the Five Blessings All the top people in the world gathered together.
No one knows whether this is a grand event for cultivators or a catastrophe caused by Wen Bucao.
Wen Tunhai had a strong body and most of the injuries on his shoulders had recovered. He was standing behind the four elders when suddenly a rapid ringtone rang from his pocket. As soon as the uncle answered the phone, a burst of angry curses came from the phone...
After hanging up the phone, the uncle looked at Mr. Wen with a wry smile: "Miao Bujiao and the people from Yawuling are going up the mountain. Uncle Luo said he would save our Wen family from disaster."
Mu Mu snorted happily beside her.
Mr. Wen was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "That's fine. The descendants of our three families, Tuoxie, can try out the quality of the three Taoist sects in Wufu. It will be interesting! Wen Buzuo, give me the banner of the ancestor!"
Wen Buzuo agreed, waved his hand behind him, and a dozen Wen Bucao disciples erected a huge flagpole together, with a majestic Zaoluo flag fluttering in the wind, and two square characters written on it: Tuo Xie!
Wen Leyang spat out all the carrots in his mouth with a pop. The elder stared at him triumphantly: "Boy, are you cool?"
Wen Leyang laughed loudly and nodded vigorously: "Magnificent!"
The elder suddenly lowered his voice: "I made it in a hurry in the past two days. It can also be used as a lightning rod at critical moments." (Quanben Novel Network www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)