Three hundred and twenty-seven, no opportunity to take advantage of
The wind gently reached the edge of the calamity cloud on Wuying Peak, and saw Chi Wulan closing her eyes tightly, with a bit of pain and tangle on her pink and white face.
Obviously he is trapped in the inner demon tribulation.
If Lu Jiu hadn't interfered with the thunder tribulation by going in and out of Wuying Peak, Chi Wulan might not have been able to withstand the Mahayana thunder tribulation given his current trapped state of mind.
Without Lu Jiu's interference now, this thunder disaster will fall in less than a quarter of an hour.
Fengqing frowned slightly, not sure what Chi Wulan's inner demon was.
After Chi Wulan became a member of the Guiyi Sect, he practiced extremely hard, and smoothly became a true disciple. He also successfully developed the sword intention and went down the mountain to practice.
Only ten years later, she returned to the mountains.
That sighing and hopeless look made even the sixth-generation head master who had just set a one-hundred-year training period not have the heart to throw her out.
Seeing this, Feng Qingqing personally made several hair accessories according to fashionable styles using crystal stones that were helpful in cultivation and sent them to Guyu Cave for encouragement.
Unexpectedly, just over a month later, Chi Wulan was just like a normal person, and his cultivation level had also improved a lot.
Later, because the master who was the sixth generation leader was preparing to ascend, Feng Qingqing was busy with sect affairs. She had to discipline Lao Liu, who had just become a true disciple, and had to take care of Lin Yige, who was young and could not take care of himself. Naturally, he paid little attention to him.
Chi Laosan, who went down the mountain and steadily increased his cultivation level.
Recalling that the junior sister said that the third child's relationship was a little different, Feng Qingqing couldn't help but sigh silently.
She simply condensed her consciousness into a thin thread and sank it into the center of Chi Wulan's eyebrows.
……
Chi Wulan stood in front of two simple and heavy mahogany doors. The plaque on the door lintel read two words - "Chizhai".
Knowing that this was an illusion created by her inner demon, she still pushed open the door of Chi Mansion without hesitation, walked through the flowers and willows, and walked all the way to the ancestral hall before standing still.
The study door was open, and a plainly dressed woman held a shelled egg and rolled it back and forth on the forehead of Chi Wulan, who was dressed as a young man.
The soft fabric could not cover the woman's swollen belly, and the sallow and thin cheeks had a strange red color, which vaguely revealed the woman's former beauty.
"Lan'er, why did you provoke your father again? Last time it was ink sticks, this time it was teacups. What if he throws away the inkstone and vase next time?!"
Chi Wulan sat on the floor in front of the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Chi family. While grinning and enduring the pain from his forehead, he said angrily: "What should I do? Are you worried that the old guy will have a bad reputation as a parricide?" The woman shook her hand, and the egg fell to the ground and rolled on a layer of dust.
The skinny hands held her daughter in her arms, and her words sounded a bit like begging: "Lan'er, if you bear with me as long as you can, you can regain your daughter's body when your mother gives birth to a son!"
"I've endured it till now! There are eleven of us sisters, aren't we enough to provide for that old man until his death? Isn't it enough to build him eleven tombs for him to live in?"
"Shut up!" The woman's blood surged, she pushed her daughter away from her arms, raised her hand and slapped her.
After a crisp sound, the girl's delicate face was scratched by nails, and several blood stains quickly appeared.
Unexpectedly, the woman was hit this time. She was slightly startled, and most of her anger was gone. Then she opened her mouth and blamed: "Why didn't you avoid it? If you leave scars and disfigure your appearance, how will you get married in the future?!"
She suddenly came to her senses, caressed her aching belly, and said, "No, how could you curse your father like this? After people heard what you said, who else would dare to come to ask for marriage?"
"No one comes to ask for marriage, so he can just find a son-in-law! With eleven sisters, we can get him eleven sons-in-law. The son-in-law is the half-son, so he can have five and a half sons without any effort..."
The woman interrupted Chi Wulan and said, "Can it be the same? Besides, it is a woman's duty to have children."
"But you held two in three years and three in five years, and gave birth to eleven children in fifteen years! How can you have such a duty in the world!" Chi Wulan almost roared, then raised his hands to cover his face and sighed.
, said dejectedly, "Forget it, I can't explain it to you!"
She simply took out two balls of cotton from her sleeves and covered her ears, then turned her back.
……
In a flash, Chi Wulan stood in front of the desolate mourning hall again.
The smell of blood lingers, mixed with the smell of burning white candles and paper money.
From next door, there was the sound of a baby crying in anger, the noise of people, and the teasing laughter of a young woman.
On one side is a white curtain and a white curtain, on the other side is a wedding banquet with red candles.
The young Chi Wulan put on mourning clothes and clumsily put on the woman's shroud, but his expression showed relief and relief.
……
Chi Wulan reluctantly took his eyes away from the woman's face, and then mobilized his sword to get rid of the inner demon.
Suddenly, more than a dozen handsome-bearded scholars who seemed familiar to them came around.
Chi Wulan smiled sarcastically and waved his hand.
The figures of past partners disappeared, followed closely by a male voice from behind: "Wu Lan, you... you have no heart at all."
Hearing this familiar voice and tone, Chi Wulan paused slightly and hesitated.
Really... Wen Zongyi's face completely tickled her.
I saw my mother in the illusion, and then I took another look at the beauty. Is everything going to be okay?
One glance, just one glance.
The moment Chi Wulan decided to take the risk, a chill reached the sea of consciousness.
She suddenly woke up.
Beauty is misleading!
Wen Zongyi is not dead, when can you not watch it if you want to?
The inner demon had no chance to take advantage of it, so it sneaked into the sea of consciousness again, just waiting for the next breakthrough to come back again.
……
Feng gently withdrew his consciousness, and the next moment, the calamity thunder that had been brewing in the calamity clouds struck Chi Wulan directly.
As soon as Chi Wulan escaped from the illusion of inner demons, he was hit by a slap in the face. He was caught off guard and let out a high-pitched scream.
Lu Jiu accompanied Lin Yige, watching a figure from a distance on the Jiuzhong Cliff and gloating: "This sound hurts, but I like to watch it!"
Just as those monks were extremely excited to peel off the skin of the nine-section wolf, which nine-section wolf wouldn't like to see the monks scream and scream after being cracked by thunder?
Lin Yige glanced at the senior sister who was still guarding the third senior sister to overcome the calamity, then looked up at the growing cloud of calamity above her head, and reminded helplessly: "Lu Jiu, senior sister asked you to protect me.
I didn’t ask you to interfere with my tribulation!”
With such a big Mahayana demon cultivator standing beside him, the calamity clouds that break through the transformation into gods are constantly gathering and getting bigger, almost catching up with the calamity clouds when ordinary cultivators break through the Void Refining Stage.
Upon hearing this, Lu Jiu immediately rose into the sky, circled twice around the Tribulation Cloud on the Jiuzhong Cliff, and finally stopped at the Mingjing Lake between the main peak of Lingyun and the side peak of Wuying.
Seeing the calamity cloud above his head slowly shrinking and returning to its proper size, Lin Yige didn't show it on his face, but he was extremely shocked in his heart.
Lu Jiu’s mastery of medicine and poison will not have too great an impact on the Thunder Tribulation. This is a treasure for the Guiyi Sect!
People who are just one breath away from successfully overcoming the tribulation must be willing to exchange their external possessions for a real breakthrough.