Trieste's Collection World.
Ice crust.
It was snowing all over the sky.
The whole world is barren.
The girl in black sat across from Gu Qingshan, guarding him intently.
At a certain moment, her expression suddenly changed.
"I feel that his spirit is returning."
Li An said with a slight smile.
She stood up from the chair and stretched slightly.
"I'm leaving first, I have something to do at the moment." She said to the void.
Chaoyinjian quickly appeared.
"Hum-hum?" it asked.
"Ah, he'll be back soon, there shouldn't be any serious problems, so I can do other things with peace of mind." Li An replied.
"Huh???" Chao Yin asked again.
"If he wants to find me, he has a way, not to mention that I really have something important to do, and there is a little delay in time."
Li An waved at Chao Yinjian, and his whole body disappeared into the void.
Chaoyinjian fell silent.
It's a little confused.
Why did she come to look for him, but she left when he was about to wake up
—Is it okay to say a word or two before leaving
In the next second, Gu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.
He got up from the futon.
"Chaoyin, who's here?"
Gu Qingshan looked at the bamboo chair opposite him and asked.
Chaoyin let out a soft hum.
Gu Qingshan's expression gradually relaxed.
"Really? She's watching over me?"
"Buzz!"
Chaoyin tapped the hilt.
It looked behind Gu Qingshan hesitantly.
There is only the Six Realms Divine Mountain Sword, and there is no trace of the Earth Sword.
Gu Qingshan sighed, and said: "The situation was critical at that time, Dijian and I used all our strength to kill the enemy."
…
the other side.
Empress Li An fled into the turbulent void and soon entered another world.
This is a strange world of flowers.
In the sea of flowers, countless heavenly demons play and sing, having fun freely.
From the dark all the way to the depths of the sea of flowers.
Her sisters have been waiting here for a long time.
The original witch sat on a high platform without saying a word.
"Mother, I'm back." Li An saluted.
"Just now there was a catastrophe in the Shenwu world, and the catastrophe is here with you?" asked the original witch.
"Yes, it's a divine illumination cultivator who is trying to advance to the Thousand Tribulations Realm."
"Then why did you delay for so long? You must know that the wind disaster has already begun."
"I-"
"You went to him again?" asked the original witch.
"Yes." Li An lowered his eyes.
"Li Darkness..." The Primordial Demon Mother sighed.
Li An bowed his head and said, "Mother forgive me."
"No, I don't blame you."
Li An raised his head in surprise and looked at his mother.
The Primordial Demon Mother deliberated, and slowly said: "The entire six realms to which the Shenwu world belongs have undergone tremendous changes, and the laws of heaven and earth have also slowly changed accordingly."
"I already feel that not only the six worlds, but even the entire outer world is entering a huge catastrophe."
"So at this time, making more powerful friends is a powerful guarantee for us demons."
"So go ahead and do something according to your own ideas, and your mother will support you."
Empress Li An was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, mother."
She bowed again, took a few steps back, and sank into the void.
The world of martial arts.
A great catastrophe is underway.
To be conferred the Holy Spirit and to reach the Godly Light, or to be the Godly Light to reach the Thousand Calamities, one must survive both the Wind and Thunder Tribulations.
The difference is that when a monk advances to the Divine Illumination Realm, there will be demons of the Eighth Tribulation in the Wind Tribulation.
And when advancing to the realm of Thousand Tribulations, Feng Jie will appear as a devil with the rank of Sixteen Tribulations.
At this moment, the thunder tribulation has long since ended.
The catastrophe of the wind has been coming for a while.
Amidst the strong wind, a monk stood awe-inspiring.
Li An flew out from the gap in the void and landed in the mid-air wind.
"I'm late."
She nodded to the celestial witches around her.
The heavenly witches bowed down and saluted one after another—they were all her subordinates.
Looking around from Li An, he saw that in the midst of Feng Jie, the other fifteen types of devils were all standing there holding their breath, not moving.
She asked strangely: "What's going on here? The wind tribulation has been going on for a while, why didn't the devil bring his men to end?"
A heavenly witch replied: "Just now, seven demon kings rushed up with their men, and they were all killed by this person."
"The person who crossed the tribulation this time is so powerful?" Li An asked in surprise.
"When this person was fighting, his strikes were too fierce and fierce. The sword would mean life and death, and he didn't care about everything, so everyone was a little afraid." The sky witch replied.
"Has our people made a move?" Li An asked.
"I've tried it a few times, but this person's heart is determined, and there is no flaw in the divine sense, so we have no way to start." Another sky witch said.
Li An couldn't help looking at the cultivator who had crossed the tribulation.
The monk was wearing a helmet and a visor, and his body was tightly wrapped by a slender and graceful battle armor.
The monk held a bright long knife and stood silently in the wind, motionless.
Suddenly, the soldiers of the eight ghosts appeared from the wind and rushed towards the monk from mid-air.
The cultivator moved and went up against the wind.
Lie Lie's saber light soared into the sky.
Thousands of ghosts, without a single opponent, were all cut into countless limbs and arms by the lingering blade.
Jingle ding ding ding!
-boom!
The monk was besieged by all the ghosts, and his armor couldn't stop making the sound of impact.
Immediately afterwards, a demon king saw the gap, and with one blow, the monk was sent flying down, making a big hole in the ground.
The demon king said proudly: "Hey, this idiot can only attack, and I deserve it—"
Its voice paused.
Dozens of blood lines emerged from its body, and immediately after, the corpses scattered in disorder.
Demon King, die!
Amidst the shadows of dust in the sky, the monk stood up again, his figure still as straight as a javelin.
The monk swung his long knife to shake off the blood on it.
It was the blood of the Demon King.
Seeing this, the devils from all sides were terrified and afraid, and did not dare to step forward to make trouble for a while.
"Master, what shall we do?"
A celestial witch asked.
Li An thought for a while, but did not answer, but emerged from the wind disaster.
The monk noticed her immediately.
The monk raised the knife, but after seeing Li An's appearance, he slowly put it down again.
Li An saw that the other party had this kind of reaction, so he fell from the sky.
She stood opposite the monk, bowed lightly, and said: "Since you have seen me, you must have participated in the battle of the gods and martial arts that day."
There was a brief silence.
Soon, a clear and melodious female voice sounded from behind the monk's visor: "The Taixu Realm monk who faced another world that day, I saw you appear in the air and fight against the enemy hand in hand with Gu Qingshan."
"Yes." Li An nodded.
The female cultivator hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "How is he?"
"He's very good. He has just achieved the state of Divine Illumination, and he will probably come back after a while." Li An replied.
The female cultivator stood still and didn't speak, but Li An could feel her let out a long sigh of relief.
I didn't care much about Li Dark.
After all, Gu Qingshan is a general in the opponent's camp, and he saved the whole world. It is a normal reaction for the opponent to feel grateful for Gu Qingshan's situation.
"Are you here to stop me from crossing the catastrophe?" the female cultivator continued to ask.
Li An shook his head and said: "I am an alliance with Gu Qingshan, and I have some connections with you, so we demons will not embarrass you."
"It's still like this?" the female cultivator asked in surprise.
"That's right, but as one of the masters of this wind disaster, I have to attack you once, so I raise your knife." Li secretly said.
The female cultivator raised the knife as she said.
This knife was two inches longer than ordinary knives, and the blade was narrow, forming a straight line from the handle to the tip of the blade.
This is a straight knife used by female cultivators, much more dexterous than the wide-backed machetes commonly used by male cultivators.
But holding such a straight knife in the hands of this female cultivator exudes an incomparably heroic meaning.
Li An stepped forward, reached out and flicked the long knife lightly.
"All right," she said.
"This...is that enough?" the female cultivator was stunned.
"Well, this is how Gu Qingshan survived the catastrophe." Li secretly said.
The nun didn't speak for a while, she seemed very shocked.
"It's also rare," Li An already praised, "I can feel that you are only in your twenties, but you can achieve such a sword technique, it is really a gift from heaven."
When she praised her like that, the nun felt a little embarrassed.
The nun put away the knife, bowed slightly and said, "That's ridiculous, I'm just following my own ideas."
"What's your idea?" Li An asked.
"The sword is martyrdom, and there is no going forward, that's all."
The nun said softly.