The old monk said quietly: "So, are you ready?"

The old man raised his right arm and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his lips.

Looking at the old monk in front of him, he said quietly: "I have been sitting here for thousands of years without hearing the Tao. If I don't leave now, when will I wait?"

The old monk looked at him, nodded, and replied calmly: "There is hope in the next life, just like this copper coin that carries the power of hope."

The old man coughed twice in pain, pointed at the stone on the table and said with a smile: "I will give this to your disciple."

So, while the old monk recited Buddhist sutras, the old man in front of him disappeared quietly in front of the stone house with little stars.

A breeze blew around the old monk.

The breeze carried the bits of starlight transformed by the old man and slowly flew towards the golden light between the old monk's fingers.

The golden light grew longer after hearing the wind, and it was like a sword that broke the sky, cutting out a golden passage from the black clouds pressing down on the city, all the way to the nine heavens.

As the old monk said to Lao He, he has two choices.

Between life and death, the old man finally chose to let go of his past life and today's grudges, and gently said three words to the old monk.

So Hua made a little starlight and rushed to his next reincarnation.

Boom!

For the first time in the secret realm, there were bursts of calamity thunder. This was a strange thing that had not been seen for thousands of years.

Seeing the golden light in the sky disappear, the old monk put away the stones and ten cents on the table, turned them into a breeze, and headed for the top of the snow-capped mountains.

With a cry, Watson seemed to have had a dream.

Looking at the old monk's light and shadow in front of him in a daze, he murmured and asked: "Senior, why did you enter the secret realm? Where is the old man?"

The old monk shook his head and said quietly: "He has entered reincarnation, and this secret realm will disappear from heaven and earth after you have passed through the tribulation."

After saying that, he handed the ten coins and stone to Watson.

Watson carefully collected his ten cents, held the stone in his hand and asked, "Is this the treasure the disciple is looking for?"

"Your trip is considered a success. I'm leaving. After the tribulation is over, go to the stone house to find your sister..."

Before Watson could ask any more questions, the old monk transformed into a breeze and disappeared before his eyes.

"You haven't told me what to do next?" Looking at the empty eyes, Watson shouted.

"After finishing your affairs here, hurry back to your abyss. The war in the Five Realms has begun... You can't stay here forever..."

The old monk's voice came in the wind, and then bursts of thunder struck above his head.

Watson silently put away the stone in his hand, looked up at the thunder that was about to fall in the sky, and sighed softly.

He was confused about the old man's affairs, and when he woke up he wanted to go through the tribulation. He thought that the old monk was just like his godfather, unreasonable.

He was already at the peak of the Golden Core, and knew that he was going to survive the catastrophe of the Nascent Soul Realm.

In one place and one place, Watson was about to cry but had no tears. He thought that even if the old monk came, he would not leave a single elixir for himself.

He clapped his hands and disappeared into the breeze before his eyes.

Sensing the danger above his head, Watson could only groan, cross-legged and sit on the ground, with his five hearts pointing to the sky, and activate the mental method of the Formless Dharma Body.

If he guessed correctly, he would survive a double thunder tribulation today.

For him, it was both a surprise and a fright.

Before he could think about whether his sister had been rescued, the first thunderbolt "boom!" turned into a snake-shaped lightning and struck him heavily on the head.

…

The sky "boomed!" There was a loud noise!

Like spring thunder during the Waking of Insects, it struck heavily in the stone forest not far from the stone house on the mountainside.

Combined with the starlight scattered by the old man's previous wave, a group of monks who were sleeping and turned into a stone forest woke up from their dreams.

The aura of heaven and earth here suddenly went into chaos, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flew towards the top of the snow-capped mountains. A group of young men and women who gradually woke up in the stone forest have not yet recovered.

Then he heard the earth-shattering divine thunder in the sky.

Although there are all golden elixir monks here and no one has any experience in overcoming tribulations, the snowflakes falling slowly from the sky also know that it is winter.

How could there be thunder in winter? There is only one explanation for such terrifying thunder, and that is that someone is going through a tribulation on the top of the mountain!

…

There was thunder in winter, which also frightened Jiang Qingqing and Zhu Jiu who were sitting in meditation in the living room.

Even Xiaoxue ran out of the door, pointed to the direction of the faint thunder in the sky and asked: "Mother-in-law, didn't you say there won't be thunder in winter?"

The mother-in-law sighed and said quietly: "Counting the days, your brother Watson should be back too."

Jiu Zhu, who was sitting nearby and holding a cup of spiritual tea, frowned.

Looking at Jiang Qingqing, he asked: "This hall has not even been cleaned yet. Which brother of mine has already rescued the monks in the secret realm?"

Jiang Qingqing glared at him, looked at her mother-in-law and asked, "Mother-in-law, can you see Watson?"

The mother-in-law shook her head and said softly: "No."

Xiaoxue quit, ran in, pulled her mother-in-law's sleeves and shouted, "What terrible thing did your mother-in-law see?"

The mother-in-law touched her head and smiled: "If I guess correctly, someone is breaking through the tribulation in the secret realm, so your brother Watson is about to come back."

Zhu Jiu glanced at Jiang Qingqing, put down the tea cup in his hand, and tried to ask: "How about we go to the entrance of the secret realm, maybe we can wait for my brother?"

Jiang Qingqing thought for a while, looked at her mother-in-law and replied: "Even if I want to go, I will wait until the thunder stops before I go. I don't want to try to attract thunder, unless you want to."

Zhu Jiuyi trembled, shook his head and said, "Then wait until the thunder stops before going."

Xiaoxue clapped her little hands and said with a smile: "This time Brother Watson is back, so you can have some fun with Xiaoxue."

The old woman looked at her and sighed softly, and said quietly: "I'm afraid he won't be able to stay for a few days and will have to rush back to Yunqi Temple."

Xiaoxue was unhappy when she heard this, took her hand and asked: "Mother-in-law, isn't Brother Watson not a monk?"

Jiang Qingqing thought for a while, looked at Xiaoxue and said, "Sister, don't make trouble, you can come with me to take a look later."

Zhu Jiu sighed and said: "My brother, I'm afraid he really doesn't have a happy life."

Thinking about how the two of them had never lived peacefully since they met until they came to Kunlun, and when they finally arrived in Kunlun, they caused even greater trouble.

Fortunately, they were resolved one by one in the end, otherwise this would have given him a headache.

…

Watson on the top of the secret mountain is carrying thunder with his body to survive the calamity of his Buddhist body and the calamity of the Nascent Soul.

The stone forest on the mountainside has turned into fly ash, and no trace can be found anymore. Only a few snowflakes slowly fall in the air, as if to prove to everyone who wakes up that this is the secret realm of Kunlun.

The tea set on the table in front of the stone house was still there. Hua Yu stretched out her slightly trembling fingers and lit the small stove again, with a look of confusion on her face.

She didn't know how she ended up in the stone forest. Looking at Tantai Xiaoyu's eyes in front of her, she realized that all this had passed.

The two of them felt like they were in a dream.

More young men and women who were freed from the stone forest came out, walked to the stone house, raised their heads and looked quietly at the thunderstorms one after another on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

"Senior brother, let's go to the top of the snow-capped mountains to see who breaks through the tribulation in winter."

"I want you to go. If it's the old man from before, wouldn't we have fallen into a trap?"

"Don't argue anymore. Let's wait until the tribulation thunder passes and then take a look."

Finally, everyone no longer wanted to rush to the top of the snow-capped mountains to witness this winter thunderstorm. No matter who they were, they did not want to test themselves against thunder at this moment.

What if those calamity thunders entangle themselves? There are a group of people here, and no one is sure that they can survive such a terrifying calamity.

Hua Yu released her spiritual consciousness and wanted to go to the top of the snow-capped mountains, but unexpectedly, a thunderbolt struck her head just before she could reach it, making her scream in surprise.

Tantai Xiaoyu held her hand and frowned: "Are you crazy? Why are you going to provoke that Jie Lei at this time?"

After saying that, he released his spiritual consciousness and looked around for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's strange, I can no longer feel the breath of that scary old man."

Hua Yu sighed and said quietly: "Is it possible that a powerful master came to the secret realm and defeated or drove away the old man?"

At this time, some people had already picked up branches and cooked water in the mountains, and even cooked porridge and rice.

Some monks took out dry food and started to eat it. I don’t know how long it had been since they were trapped in the secret realm. Everyone just felt that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they were no different than starving ghosts.

For the monks who came to the secret realm, not only did they not find the opportunity, but they were still trapped here, and each one of them turned into a stone forest. This was an unacceptable fact for everyone.

This was the most cruel test they had ever encountered since they started practicing, but no one knew why they were rescued during this season when snowflakes were falling.

For everyone, this is tantamount to escaping from death.

Hua Yu vaguely realized that the thunderstorm on the top of the snow mountain was not simple, but because of her physical weakness, she had no time to think about it.

Tantai Xiaoyu took a piece of dried meat and handed it to her. He put the snow water on the stove to boil water, and then picked up a piece of dried meat and started to chew it.

Both of them were very curious as to why in this winter when snowflakes were falling, who would come to save them? And who would break through the tribulation on the top of the mountain?

Hua Yu ate half a piece of dried meat and felt her mouth was dry, so she waited for Tantai Xiaoyu to make tea.

Looking at the tribulation gods falling one after another from the nine heavens, he blinked his eyelashes slightly and said in a daze: "What kind of cultivation level can you attract such a terrible tribulation thunder?"
To be continued...