Under the first thunder tribulation, Black Taro almost appeared in embarrassment.
Fortunately, Black Taro was wearing an immortal robe, which also concealed Xiao Huzi's huge thunder stone, as well as the ninth-grade elixir that An Qingli had specially refined for it.
An Qingli is already a ninth-level alchemist, and the elixir he refines is naturally good.
"Pay more attention!" An Qingli ordered in thought.
Black Yam had tasted the power of this thunder tribulation and did not dare to be arrogant anymore. He soon became honest and focused on dealing with the coming thunder tribulation.
If it is careless and dies in a thunderstorm, how can it be said to be invincible?
The Mahayana thunder calamity struck at Black Taro one after another.
Sky thunder is a thing that is designed to attack the grass and trees. Black taro was struck by lightning and was in a panic.
Thinking about the powerful ancestor Qi Wu, he almost died under the Mahayana thunder tribulation, let alone the black taro of the grass and tree clan.
The black taro was able to survive most of the thunder tribulation, thanks to a good master.
Otherwise, surviving the Mahayana thunder tribulation by yourself is simply a bit of a fool's errand.
The cultivation of the Caomu clan is relatively simple, and most of them only need to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth step by step.
But it is extremely difficult for the grass and tree clan to ascend. It is probably because of the balance of heaven that they use this thunder to kill many grass and tree elves.
"Owner……"
The black taro revealed its true body, weakly crying for help. It had been chopped to the ground, its flowers and leaves were withered, and it was unable to move.
In the end, there were three Mahayana thunder tribulations left, but the thunder stone was already full and could no longer hold the power of new thunder and lightning.
The fairy robe on Black Taro's body has already developed several cracks and has completely become a decoration.
An Qingli, who was in the middle of the tribulation, frowned, turned slightly on his toes, flashed his figure, and suddenly came to Black Taro's side.
"Owner……"
Black Yam called out in shame and excitement.
"Make you arrogant!"
An Qingli wore a special isolation robe, kicked it, sat down cross-legged, and took the smelly flower into his lap.
"Hey, it turns out that Grandmaster Qingli is in the stage of overcoming the tribulation. He wants to help the Black Yam ancestor overcome the Mahayana thunder tribulation. Is that possible?"
Someone asked worriedly.
"It should be...it should be okay." Someone answered uncertainly.
If the contracted master helps the contracted demon pet survive the thunder tribulation, it will not result in thunder punishment, nor will the thunder tribulation be aggravated.
But this is the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation!
Ancestor Qi Wu had difficulty coping with the Mahayana thunder tribulation.
Grandmaster Qingli is young and is only in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, so he feels that he should be quite reluctant.
The young disciples were worried, but the senior monks had no objections.
Not to mention anything else, Grandmaster Qingli's phoenix feathers, which were only revealed once, were able to block the last three thunder tribulations.
Not to mention, Grandmaster Qingli also has a Taoist monk who is a master of formations. How many formation disks he has on his body to defend himself is not known to outsiders.
Black Corpse Konjac lay peacefully in An Qingli's arms, Wu Ling accompanied Shang Shan, and in the distance saw a master and a servant sharing a thunderstorm.
In the later stage of spiritual transformation, she is still as beautiful as a picture scroll, and far more beautiful than when she was the Nascent Soul, but there is no smile on her face.
Wu Ling felt happy in her heart, looking enviously at the black taro lying in An Qingli's arms, and said longingly: "Supreme Goodness, if one day I survive a thunderstorm and fall into trouble, you will... you will hold me like that...
…Want to survive the thunder tribulation together?”
Shangshan narrowed his eyelashes and said: "When the time comes, you will have dispersed into mist, and I won't be able to hug you. I will trample you under my feet, or put you into my sleeves, but it will be possible."
Wu Ling let out a disappointed "Ah". Thinking about the situation at that time, it could only be like this.
Whoever lets his body be mist cannot hold it at all.
Under the smelly calamity clouds, Patriarch Qi Che moved over, held his breath and spoke seriously to his apprentice whom he had not seen for a long time: "Apprentice, your wife's cultivation level exceeds yours, how do you feel?
"
Shangshan said calmly: "Opportunities don't always come, but my spirit body is always there, so I'm not in a hurry for this moment."
Qi Che smiled happily: "That's good. But don't put too much pressure on you as a Taoist companion. Stay calm and don't mess up your mood."
Shangshan nodded slightly.
With a smile on his face, Qi Che reached out and patted Shang Shan on the shoulder, silently comforting him.
Shang Shan did not hide away, but also looked at Qi Che and said calmly: "My Taoist couple are so outstanding, Master, please don't rush for success or disturb your state of mind."
Qi Che's face was startled, and he deliberately pressed Shangshan's shoulder with force and smiled. He was indeed his beautiful disciple who was not easy to mess with.
While they were joking, another terrifying thunder struck.
An Qingli hugged Hei Yao and shouldered this terrifying thunder.
Most of them were carried by An Qingli to temper his Dantian and body. A small part of the thunder and lightning was led by An Qingli to Black Taro to help Black Taro temper its ruined body.
The body of black taro is covered with thunder and lightning, and the flower branches are trembling due to the electric shock. It looks miserable no matter how you look at it.
"Hey, Grandmaster is so cruel!"
The onlookers were shocked again.
Not only is he cruel to his sworn demon pet, he is even more cruel to himself.
When so many thunder and lightning hit one's body, it is so painful that many people avoid it.
However, the grandmaster took the initiative to agree and gritted his teeth.
In fact, many practitioners don't want to go through the pain of physical training. They probably think it's unnecessary. They can obviously rely on their understanding and finger skills to fight, so why bother to learn martial arts and make themselves miserable.
An Qingli placed one hand on Black Taro's body and continued to run the Rejuvenation Technique, injecting spiritual power into his body.
In the blink of an eye, there was another thunderbolt.
An Qingli still straightened his back and carried it down, and directed a small part of the power of thunder and lightning to Black Taro.
"Master, no more..." Black Yam begged in pain. With its body covered in bruises and dying, it really couldn't withstand the ravages of lightning.
There is only one last thunder left.
An Qingli endured the pain and frowned, "Do you still want to be invincible?"
"I think!" Hei Yao answered quickly.
An Qingli said in a deep voice: "Cheer up and continue to use this god-given thunder and lightning to temper your body!"
Hei Yao stood up with tears in his eyes, hugged the life-saving straw, looked up to the sky and roared: "Let the thunder and lightning come more fiercely! I - will soon - be invincible in the world!"
"boom--!"
The huge thunder dragon suddenly roared down without any warning.
An Qingli, who looked slightly pale, twitched the corner of his mouth, but he was so quick that he immediately threw a ninth-order array disk to slightly block the thunder.
The power of thunder and lightning is slightly reduced.
An Qingli straightened up and blocked most of the thunder for Hei Yao.
Black Yam followed closely and shared some of the burden with An Qingli.
The power of thunder and lightning filled the entire body of the master and servant.
An Qingli was in unbearable pain, and lightning was introduced into his body again to temper him.
The black taro was directly chopped into a deep pit underground, and the boundless darkness spread, melting away the excessive power of thunder and lightning.
In a dark pit.
Black Taro, who was knocked unconscious, gradually regained his consciousness and realized that the terrible thunder tribulation was finally over and that he had finally advanced to the ninth level of Mahayana. He couldn't help but said wildly: "I - finally -
Invincible in the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, An Qingli followed the sound and kicked it on the top of its head.