Mu Lin narrowly escaped death during this tribulation, because not only was her immortal body destroyed, leaving only her spirit, but she was also going through the tribulation with her master.
Master Zhechuan had not expected this. He had suppressed his realm for thousands of years, but when he was playing the zither to help his disciple overcome the tribulation, the immortal power he mobilized throughout his body was too turbulent and he broke through.
This time the thunder was truly terrifying. Purple-gold arcs appeared in the black white lightning. It was completely different from the previous times. Mu Lin looked up at the sky, his eyelids and mouth corners twitching at the same time.
Anyone who encounters this kind of situation will collapse, okay?! If she were in her prime, she could still resist the thunder of the Immortal Lord, but now she is just a fragile soul that can't hold a sword. Moreover, while resisting her own thunder, she has to be attacked by the thunder of her master who has advanced to the Emperor Immortal. This is simply the difficulty of hell. If she is struck down by a thunderbolt, she will be reduced to ashes!
Orikawa also considered this, but he obviously couldn't communicate with the thunderbolts and ask them to strike them at another time...
In a hurry, Zhechuan didn't have time to think. He immediately took out the jade buckle that had been hanging around his neck and attached to his chest. The crystal orchid relief on it was lifelike. With a thought, Mu Lin's spirit and broken body were directly sucked into it.
Mu Lin fell into the inner space of the jade buckle in a daze, and received a voice transmission from his master, "Reunite your body and soul as soon as possible, recover your strength, and come out to overcome the calamity with your master."
To be honest, Mu Lin wanted to stay here and not go out. Of course, it was just a thought. It was impossible for him to really let his master withstand the heavenly tribulations of the two of them outside.
Mu Lin looked around and found a pot of blue orchid in the center, with very delicate and beautiful silver patterns. Time was running out, so she had no time to think about it. She immediately floated to the center of the body's brow and used the Great Repair Spell to repair the horrible body that was still bleeding on the ground, and stuffed herself back in as soon as possible...
After about half an hour, Mu Lin finally stabilized his spirit, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and without caring about the blood all over his body, he immediately sent a message to his master. The next second, Mu Lin was teleported out - facing a purple-gold sky thunder.
Mu Lin: “…”
Is this master really his biological son
Mu Lin was hit so hard that her insides were burnt and her outsides were tender. She was smoking and her hair was completely burnt. Perhaps because the power of her divine power was not much weaker before, she could barely withstand the blow.
The master was wrapped in a dense and terrifying lightning net and obviously had no time to take care of other things, but he still tried his best to teleport her to the periphery and withstood most of the thunder by himself.
Mu Lin felt a little warm in her heart. The obviously weaker thunder that was attacking her was reflected in her eyes. She summoned the Yao Ning Sword without hesitation and began to overcome the tribulation seriously.
The thunder tribulation at Mount Buzhou lasted for more than three months. The news that someone had survived the imperial tribulation at Mount Buzhou spread throughout the fairy world, and soon someone guessed that it was Master Zhechuan.
Because the other two immortals are in the fairyland, and only he has no news after the Peach Conference, he is most likely to appear in Mount Buzhou.
Many low-level immortals waited outside Buzhou Mountain, eagerly waiting day after day. They were all sent by various parties to gather information, but were blocked outside by the fierce and brutal power of Buzhou Mountain. In addition, with thunder rolling overhead, no one wanted to go in and die.
However, some immortals who had been to Buzhou Mountain before and had a high level of cultivation seemed to have sensed that Buzhou Mountain seemed to have become a little gentler
When the thunder gradually dissipated, Mu Lin collapsed on the ground exhausted: "Master, how long did this catastrophe last?"
One of the master and the disciple was no longer afraid of the power of Buzhou Mountain, while the other was avoided by the power. Mu Lin wrinkled her nose. Half of the power all over the mountain was absorbed by her. The remaining water-attributed power avoided her consciously, just like a creature that seeks profit and avoids harm.
"Ninety-nine days." Master Orikawa looked a little embarrassed. He quickly cast a spell to tidy himself up and returned to his previous spotless and cold demeanor as an immortal.
"Oh... Thanks to you, the forty-nine-day Immortal Lord Tribulation has nearly doubled in length." After saying that, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "But it's great to have a master."
It feels so good to have a master to save her, protect her, and share the calamity with her.
Master Orikawa, oh no, now the Emperor Orikawa, curled his lips slightly, his whole handsome face was like an iceberg melting into snow, with spring mountains in sight, "With such a bad disciple like you, I have to travel thousands of miles to Mount Buzhou to survive the tribulation. Lin'er, what do you say?"
Mu Lin sniffed immediately, "Master has already said that I am upset, why are you still asking..."
"I didn't realize you were so sharp-tongued. Get up. We are all immortals now. Get ready. We should go out."
Mu Lin was covered in blood and it was indeed difficult for her to go out. She cast a spell to clean up her horrible clothes. She was too embarrassed to change clothes in front of her master, so she just took out a white cloak and wrapped it around herself.
Emperor Zhechuan looked up and could already sense that Mount Buzhou was surrounded by immortals.
"Have you thought of a title?"
"No." Mu Lin shook her head. She never expected to break through so quickly.
All immortals above the level of Immortal Lord have titles, such as her master and Immortal Lord Pingyu, which represent certain characteristics and have profound meanings; there are also those who use their territory as their title, such as the Dragon Lord of the North Sea and the Immortal Lord of Dongting; and there are those who are too lazy to use titles, such as Immortal Lord Luochen and Immortal Lord Lianyou, who just use their names as their titles...
The four characters "Mulin Xianjun" were indeed a bit strange. Mulin's mind was blank when he suddenly got the name. He looked up at his master eagerly and said, "Master, can you give me a name, please?"
"Okay." Thousands of words quickly passed through Emperor Zhechuan's mind, but he still couldn't find a name with beautiful meaning, elegant characters, and appropriateness.
Emperor Zhechuan was almost bald. When he was choosing a name for himself, he happened to split a mountain off during a calamity, breaking the mountain in half, so he named himself Zhechuan.
Why is it so difficult today
It is indeed not easy to raise a disciple, and you have to consider everything for her.
Seeing that his master had been silent for a long time, Mu Lin finally remembered that he was a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder patient and it was very difficult for his master to name him.
"There is a poem that goes, 'When the great roc rises with the wind, it soars up to ninety thousand miles. Even if it comes down when the wind dies down, it can still stir up the water of the sea.' Lin'er, how about I name you 'Jiucang'?"
One day the great peng rises from the wind and soars up to a height of ninety thousand miles. If it were to stop when the wind dies down, its power is so great that it could still shake the ocean dry.
These two lines of poetry express the master's deep expectations for her. Using the image of a roc supporting the wind to symbolize her soaring into the sky, she should not belittle herself even if she stops temporarily.
Mu Lin couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, his eyes turned into crescents, and he pulled his master's sleeve and shook it back and forth: "Disciple likes this name, thank you Master, from now on, disciple will be Jiu Cang Xianjun!"
Zhechuan suddenly thought of the little nine-tailed white fox on Mount Tu, whose tail-wagging look was strangely similar to his disciple's. No wonder the Fox King always doted on the white fox cubs and fed them all day long. Luochen complained that the Fox King always brought his descendants from several generations ago to Mount Jiuxian to ask for spiritual fruits.
Orikawa coughed lightly, and Mu Lin let go of his hand embarrassedly, straightened his posture, and walked out side by side with his master.
Luo Chen was the first to come forward. Seeing that Master and Disciple Zhechuan were intact, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and scolded them, "You scared me to death. Why did you two come to Buzhou Mountain to survive the calamity for no reason? You can't pick a place that's worse than Buzhou Mountain, right?"
Mu Lin was in a very good mood and smiled brilliantly at Immortal Lord Luo Chen. Luo Chen was almost mesmerized and quickly cleared his throat, "I haven't congratulated you and your disciple for successfully overcoming the tribulation. From now on, you are the Emperor, and little Mu Lin will also become an Immortal Lord, and will soon catch up with me. Don't use honorifics for me in the future. I have been uncomfortable with this for a long time... Oh, by the way, has Mu Lin taken a nickname?"
"Master gave me the name 'Jiucang'."
"Good handwriting!" Luo Chen looked at Zhechuan with approval. He thought that he was doing a competent job as a master.
Immortal Lord Luochen stepped aside, and the immortals waiting outside Mount Buzhou bowed at the same time, saying respectfully: "Congratulations to Emperor Zhechuan, congratulations to Immortal Lord Jiucang!"
Mu Lin knew that she was borrowing the power of her master, so he stepped aside slightly and returned a half-salute.
The immortals all began to like her more. After all, although an immortal king deserves respect, he cannot bear the gift from the immortals.
Master Zhechuan said calmly, "Thank you all for your concern. My master and I have been living in seclusion in Yingzhou. We like quietness. It is rare for us to come to Buzhou Mountain to transcend the tribulation. It is thanks to the blessing of the Queen Mother of Immortals."
When these words were spoken, the immortals were in an uproar.
The Immortal Queen tricked the Emperor and his disciples into going to Mount Buzhou to survive the calamity. What deep hatred was there? You know, there was once a real person who mistakenly entered Mount Buzhou and was trapped for three days and three nights. He fought hard and returned seriously injured, but died within a hundred years.
If what the Emperor said is true, what kind of vicious thoughts does the Fairy Queen have
The Fairy Queen's maid was horrified and quickly ran forward to refute: "Your Majesty, please don't speak out of turn. The Fairy Queen did not do this!"
"In front of Shuyuan Palace, my disciple was forced to fall into the fairy pond. Why is it a slip of the tongue?"
The fairies were stunned, thinking that the Fairy Queen had tried to force them into marriage but failed, and was now trying to silence them by killing them!
The maidservant didn't expect that Emperor Zhechuan knew all about it. She was panicked for a moment, "This, this is an accident. It was Immortal Jiucang who jumped into the pool while drunk..."
Mu Lin sneered: "What is in the wine that can make me, an immortal who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, lose consciousness? Do I need several immortal maidens to catch me?"
The fairies have already understood that this is definitely the Fairy Queen's plan.
"This... If you just stand there quietly, who would dare to force you into the pond? If Master Orikawa were to investigate, how could our Shuyuan Palace afford it?"
A wine glass suddenly appeared in Mu Lin's hand. She stared into the fairy maid's eyes and said, "I replaced that glass of wine. Now it's here. Do you dare to drink it to verify it?"
The maid tried to remain calm and said, "My Lord, how could my queen...?"
A lazy voice interrupted the maid, "Okay, if you don't know how to speak, don't speak. Step aside, I will explain it to Fairy Mu Lin..."
The eyes of the fairies lit up. It turned out that the Second Prince Feng Ling had come. They had not yet recovered from the fact that the Fairy Queen persecuted the Fairy Emperor's disciples, and the fuse had appeared. It seemed that there was going to be a good show to watch.
"Second Prince..."
Feng Ling didn't even look at the low-level immortals who saluted him, but stared straight at Mu Lin, and smiled wildly: "Mu Lin, how are you?"
In just a few words, there seemed to be endless affection.