Chapter 213: Overcoming the inner demon tribulation together
The aura confined in this area of heaven and earth is becoming more and more terrifying, and the clouds seem to have accumulated enough power.
A bolt of lightning that was ten times brighter than the first thunder struck down from the sky in an instant!
"boom--"
The pale moonlight mask over northern Jiangsu has become a bit lighter, and if there is another blow, it will probably be shattered.
The scene of overcoming the tribulation instantly attracted everyone in Wucheng. At that time, all the monks were not sleepy at all. They all looked towards the direction of the temple, looking at the terrifying thunder tribulation...
..
"Such a terrifying sky thunder must at least be in the Hedao realm."
"I don't know which elder from the Holy Land will be the one to overcome the tribulation."
"It's so scary—"
Some monks who thought they were powerful walked out of the room and watched the thunder tribulation from a distance. This was the real general trend of the world. Compared with the general trend that Tong Xiu borrowed from the arena that day, the situation in the arena at that time was
It's like a child playing house.
A window in a room opened, and a woman's loud voice came:
"You guys are up so late, why are you cultivating immortality over here?"
"..."
"Isn't it...?"
All the monks looked at each other, and the woman seemed to feel that the words were somewhat ambiguous, so she slammed the window again.
It seems that one can still hear an old man exclaiming:
"Be gentle, you're pinching me to death..."
"Master, what are you calling for?"
"..."
Heavy raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the tiles and making a continuous and unconscious sound, like bells and drums, splashing fine mist.
Wenren Pingxin felt his heart beating wildly. He looked out the window at the thunderous sky, and for some reason his right eyelid kept shaking.
——It seems that no matter how you look from that direction, it looks like the Holy Cold Spring!?
"No...there's no accident."
The trace of panic lingering in her heart, she focused her eyes, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out of the house.
Boom——
Thunder exploded, still hitting the Holy Cold Spring fiercely, and a trace of solemnity flashed in Yao Yan's eyes.
For hundreds of years, I have stayed at the half-step Mahayana realm, and part of the reason why I have yet to break through to the Mahayana realm is this thunder from the sky.
Even if you are completely sure of the Mahayana thunder, your soul will definitely be destroyed if you are not careful.
Another part of the reason is that I have concerns in my heart.
Based on my own deductions over the years, as well as the strange stone that was damaged in northern Jiangsu a few days ago, all tell the fact that the great disaster of thousands of years ago is very likely to sweep through again.
The strange stone was found in a mysterious cave in the upside-down sky. There was a mural on the wall with the strange stone, as well as a sword.
——It’s just that the sword has never been drawn out.
"Nothing can happen to Su Bei, whether it's for Ji Nanjue or..."
Yao Yan's eyes narrowed, and then he waved his hand.
Surrounding the Holy Cold Spring, dragon head-shaped sculptures emerged from beneath it. Amidst the heavy rain and thunder, the dragons spit water from their mouths.
The grand formation of the temple was actually activated, continuously gathering the surrounding spiritual energy in the sky above the Holy Cold Spring. Countless complex patterns merged into one place in the vibration, forming a gorgeous seal in the dark rain curtain.
Yaoyan looked at the rain curtain and the scene of the dragon spitting water, and murmured to himself:
"In the past thousand years, I have never seen such a scene a few times. I didn't expect to see it again today."
"..."
The white gauze covered her body, with no trace underneath. The violent wind lifted up the white gauze on her body, and was then blown to the sky by the surging wind.
Yao Yandi's hair was in a messy bun, and her waist-length black hair was fluttering in the wind. Her body seemed to be enveloped in a faint layer of fairy aura, which was strong and diffused from her fair skin.
Her entire figure also became holy and ethereal.
The spiritual energy locked the towering snow mountains, locked... The entire Holy Cold Spring was filled with clouds and mist...
It should have been a dazzling and suffocating scene, but the layers of thunder in the sky destroyed the holiness of the moment.
The ground was trembling majestically, as if a terrifying ancient being trapped in ice was about to break out of the ice and roll up an avalanche!
A look of shock flashed through Shan Wulan's eyes, and it was only now that she knew what the saint's physique was.
The dense air, the dense holy body!
However, it was obvious that for Su Bei, he had no time to appreciate this scene. Even though the panic-stricken sky thunder was blocked by the pale moonlight Lingbi, the internal demon calamity had quietly invaded his mind.
The Qingping sword trembled, seeming to become brighter and shining brighter in the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
At the same time, there was suddenly another flash of light in the sky that penetrated the sky and the earth, accompanied by thunder like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, but it no longer stopped, but continued to boom.
The flash of light is the only color between heaven and earth, and the roar is the only sound.
Su Bei's entire body suddenly bloomed with light, and then frantically absorbed everything around him.
Yao Yan, who blocked the sky thunder for him, screamed in surprise. Just when he was weak, his body filled with dense spiritual energy was uncontrollably pulled by Su Bei in the towering sky thunder.
Then his mind went blank for an instant.
——The soul seems to be integrated into Su Bei's inner demon.
The pale moon-colored spiritual jade that was not blocked by the key smoke instantly shattered and shook. The next moment, a pure golden thunder struck all around Su Bei.
Su Bei opened his eyes blankly, and was shaken awake by the explosion sound for a moment.
The last thing that caught his eye was the white snow, rushing toward him. Around his waist, he could vaguely see a hibiscus flower blooming quietly.
The slender waist and jade arms look like jade, like lotus root segments.
"She...has a tattoo!?"
Only this last sentence came out completely in my mind.
"So soft..."
Then there was only a streak of pure gold left in front of me...
The spring water filled the sky and turned into mist, covering the sky and the sun.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Shan Wulan on the side looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face and exclaimed:
"No!!!"
——That is the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder, which will be destroyed if it touches it.
Thunder and lightning are directed into the Holy Cold Spring, and the lightning turns this cold spring into a thunder pool.
Under this terrifying click, Shan Wulan fainted and fell to the ground...
There was silence.
There is only a golden illusion floating quietly above the Holy Cold Spring, like a golden jade cocoon.
In the jade cocoon, two naked figures stuck together tightly, making no sound.
——At the last moment, Su Bei crushed the hourglass of time.
He avoided the golden thunder and sucked all the endless pure energy into his body.
Everything finally returned to calm.
It's just that the two people in the golden jade cocoon have a faint luster from the old red thread in their hearts...
...
How did the monks survive the tribulation?
This is a strange question, and one that Su Bei has always wondered about.
The inner demon tribulation and the thunder tribulation can only be broken through after experiencing these two tribulations.
This can be explained.
After all, part of cultivating immortality is to be ruthless and have no desires. Only by overcoming this layer of inner demons and letting go of what is in your heart can you go further on the road to transcending the world of mortals.
This point is similar in Taoism and Buddhism, such as Taoism's seeing through the mortal world and Buddhism's letting go of obsessions.
However, as far as Su Bei knows, neither Wenren Pingxin nor the saint Yaoyan, who has an unpredictable cultivation level, are the ruthless and desireless people that cultivation of immortality emphasizes. Whether it is love or hate pursuit, they are equal to
mortal.
It is even stronger than ordinary people in some aspects, such as the saint's love for candied fruits, such as Wenren Pingxin's desire for money...
So how did they survive the catastrophe?
Could it be that when Yaoyan was going through the catastrophe, a candied fruit man suddenly appeared, seducing her with the candied fruit in his hand and saying: Good baby, as long as you follow me, you can eat candied fruit every day from now on?
Wenren Pingxin met Jinshan Yinshan!?
The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation is even more contradictory. The Heavenly Thunder Tribulation is equivalent to the monk's second rebirth. After being washed away by the Heavenly Thunder, the body becomes stronger and tougher. However, the monks in this world basically cannot resist it forcefully.
The physical body is not much different from that of ordinary people.
Just when Su Bei was thinking wildly about something, he suddenly opened his eyes.
The scene around him seemed to be gradually stabilizing, and Su Bei stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
The small room was filled with smoke, and there seemed to be half a pack of cigarettes left on the table.
Half of the computer was filled with course materials, and the other half was a PC game called Domestic Light, with a character card named Yura with six stars on it.
Placed on top of the piles of vocabulary required for level 4 and 6 is a yellow NS handheld console that is 80% new.
An ancient guardian above is spitting out ancient cores crazily, and the A key is covered with black mud...
"I said, Brother Bei, let's not worry about it. Life is important. Let's turn in the class first..."
"The water pollution test will be taken the day after tomorrow. Why don't you prepare some cheat sheets in advance?"
A fat man was sitting in front of the computer, concentrating on cleaning the box. The large bottle of Coke and the leftover hamburger wrapping paper beside him were just thrown under the table without picking it up.
It seemed that he didn't get a response. After opening the box, he turned around and looked at Su Bei:
"Hey, I'm talking to you, don't be stunned..."
"Holy shit! It's out! Main attribute is critical damage, secondary attribute is critical hit, critical damage, attack bonus, small life."
"How is it crooked!? How is it crooked!?"
"No one can stop me. I graduated from the explosive sleeve today. I want to explode!"
"..."
Su Bei beside him opened his mouth and pinched his cheek.
pain--
hiss!
Looking at the toilet paper on the table and the paper balls falling on the ground.
Are you dreaming!?
This is...university dormitory?!
"Are you stupid?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, the fat man walked up to him and patted his shoulder. He raised his head in confusion and somehow managed to smile.
There is no Dantian, no aura, and no fairy apprentice. Could all of this really be a dream of his own?
As if to confirm what he was thinking, Su Bei swallowed a sip of saliva, picked up the NS tremblingly, and casually pressed the number on it. The picture on it stopped instantly and turned into a black screen.
The fat man next to him jumped up angrily, hit Su Bei hard on the head, and said:
"How many times have I told you that this bug with unlimited ancient materials cannot be clicked on the menu bar. You have to go to the station to save automatically. It's over and the computer will freeze again!"
"You can't even use a shield, your hands are so crippled, you wasted half an hour pushing..."
"Domestic Light can spend 10,000 krypton to get full health, but it is inferior to play single-player!!"
"It's okay, don't worry! I almost fainted!!"
"..."
Su Bei was finally convinced. It turned out that... he had really had a very long dream. The decades in the dream were so clear that he began to have hallucinations.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly, lying on the chair and muttering to himself:
"Where is the disciple? Where is the Su Bei?"
"It's just a weird dream that an old two-dimensional D had after he fainted..."
"..."
At this moment, the door of the dormitory opened with a creak, and a thin, dark man walked towards his seat with a basketball in his arms, took a swig of water, took off his socks, and said to Su Bei:
"Brother Bei, what's that? I saw your girlfriend waiting for you downstairs. I just met her when she came back from playing ball."
"..."
Su Bei frowned and said doubtfully:
"girlfriend!?"
He walked toward the door in a daze, and a heartbreaking voice seemed to come from behind him:
"I'm so fucked up, nmd idiot, I've lost my life!"
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The weather was unnaturally clear and bright, and cherry blossoms fell all over the sky.
The streets paved with bluestones were full of people coming and going, and there was a hustle and bustle. A group of crazy people were chasing a ball and throwing it into the box without any meaning. Every time a ball entered, a round of applause could be heard.
Yao Yan looked at everything in front of him with a dull expression. The crowd was wearing clothes that he had never seen before, and each woman was particularly bold in their clothing. He didn't even see a few clothes on his body, but he was wearing big black leather boots.
She even saw a long slit in a woman's hem, and her long, snow-white legs were looming as she walked.
Even the Demon Sect Cang Sect and Xingyue Sect have never worn such attire.
There were magic weapons with four wheels without energy running fast on the street. A golden-orange iron jar was placed in the window of a stationary magic weapon.
Not long after, the woman with a long tear on her hem picked up the jar, then turned off the switch of the magic weapon, and the magic weapon left quickly.
weird!
Everything is so weird!
She wanted to try to move her body, but found that she couldn't control it at all. Her current state was more like being immersed in this body, watching everything in front of her as a bystander.
"Is this Su Bei's inner demon!?"
"..."
Yao Yan couldn't help but marvel that she had entered his fantasy. She never thought that Su Bei's imagination was so rich. This was something she had never seen before. There were no ordinary people's mountains of swords, mountains of fire, seas of swords, and forests, but these fake things were confused with the real ones.
strange scene.
It can actually make you feel addicted.
Not long after, he saw Su Bei walking towards him. What was funny was that the hair on his head was sparse and short, not even reaching his ears.
"Why did you come here!?"
The body made a sound of dissatisfaction.
Su Bei stared blankly at the woman in front of him. Slim-fitting jeans and a white short-sleeved shirt outlined her perfect figure. Even the most ordinary clothes could not hide her pride.
Her black hair was gently tied up, and there was no makeup on her face, but it was still eye-catching.
The white arm raised and lifted the strands of hair that brushed against her ears.
——It’s just...why does it look so much like the key smoke in the dream!?
Perhaps because he finally came to his senses, Su Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly. He actually put his girlfriend into his dream and fantasized about her becoming a saint.
"I didn't know you were coming..."
Su Bei gently took her hand. Yao Yan instinctively wanted to resist and break free from his restraint, but she couldn't control the body's movements and allowed him to hold her hand.