Chapter 104 I want this thundercloud to disappear!
The tribulation ceremony of the Qianling Holy Land was held in a small and wide plain.
As early as half a month ago, the elders of Qianling Holy Land had already arranged various disaster-avoiding magic circles.
In addition, the magic tools for overcoming the tribulation mass-produced by the Craftsman Hall and the qi-replenishing pills, soul-repairing pills and other pills required for overcoming the tribulation produced by the Medical Hall are also ready.
As the first life-and-death barrier and the first threshold of the Great Dao, Qianling Holy Land attaches great importance to this collective tribulation.
There are a total of 1,500 people registered to undergo the tribulation this time.
It is impossible for all 1,500 people to successfully survive the tribulation.
Even with the help of the sect, cultivation is your own business after all. If a thousand people can successfully overcome the tribulation, it can be considered a success.
When I took my junior sisters to the small plain, the entire plain was already crowded with people.
After all, this is the first time the Qianling Holy Land has held a tribulation ceremony, and many monks in the Holy Land have come to watch the tribulation.
Those who have survived the calamity, come and watch the fun.
For those who haven't overcome the tribulation yet, let's take a look at how the predecessors overcame the tribulation and learn from their experience.
In addition to the monks who were present, Qianling Holy Land also conducted a live broadcast of the event.
A total of one hundred monks with rich photography skills direct the broadcast to ensure that the audience has the best experience.
"Don't walk around here at will. Senior brother, I'm going to go through the tribulation and I'll be back soon." Su Li took Qianyun and the others to an excellent spot to watch the tribulation.
"Well, we will wait for senior brother to come back."
Qianyun handed over an amulet, which Qianyun had embroidered by herself these days.
"Yin Ling, Yin Ling also has something for senior brother." Yin Ling, with red cheeks, handed over a small stuffed doll, which was also sewn by Yin Ling herself.
Bai Susu also used her tail to hand out a piece of silver scale that fell off yesterday, saying, "Take my blessing, and then quickly come back to have a meal."
Seeing that they all prepared gifts for Su Li to bless the tribulation, Mo Lan felt that he had miscalculated, why didn't he think of it!
However, Mo Lan made up for it in time and handed out a hairpin on his head: "Senior brother, this hairpin is an heirloom hairpin given to Jiujiu by my mother. Jiujiu has been wearing it since she was a child. I hope it can protect my senior brother."
Looking at the hairpin, Su Li frowned slightly.
Oh my god, your mother's heirloom hairpin.
I'm afraid you and she don't even know who your mother is.
"Thank you so much, Junior Sister Qin, for your kindness."
Su Li only rejected Mo Lan's gift.
"Junior sister has already received your thoughts, but this hairpin is of great significance. I'm afraid that the disaster will accidentally break it, so junior sister should keep it for herself."
After finishing his sentence, before Mo Lan could say anything else, Su Li bowed to the junior sisters and flew towards the magic circle on the plain.
Just kidding, how could I accept Mo Lan's hairpin?
What if this guy tampered with the hairpin and killed himself with the help of thunder from the sky?
Then wouldn’t he be in trouble?
And after watching Su Li reject him, he flew away in a hurry.
Mo Lan was so angry that his chest heaved violently!
"I'm so angry! Even though this hairpin wasn't given by my mother, it's still my favorite hairpin! It does have the effect of lightning protection.
You don’t want to lend it to you temporarily!
You will be struck to death by thunder!
etc.
no.
He cannot be hacked to death!
He will survive the catastrophe well, and then he will be carried to the Black Demon Sect, and he will be tortured to death!"
What needs to be paid attention to in overcoming the calamity is the right time, right place and right people.
When it was less than an hour before the auspicious moment, the elders from each church and peak were seated to watch the ceremony. On the main seat was the avatar of Holy Lord Qianling.
The appearance of Holy Lord Qianling made the scene even more exciting. The originally lively scene was doubled by the barrage.
"Before you go through the tribulation, I would like to say a few words."
Zhou Qingqing stood up, his voice spread with the blessing of spiritual power, and hundreds of cameras were directed at Zhou Wuqing at the same time.
“This tribulation ceremony is the first held in our Qianling Holy Land, and it is also the first held in the coming of the great era.
In the future, thousands of years from now, there may not be ships to carry old guys like us.
But you are different! You are the new era!
As monks, our practice is to go against heaven, but! So what! Back then, I..."
No one thought of it.
Lord Holy Master’s “just a few words” actually became longer and longer.
"Why do I feel that the Holy Lord is a talkative person?"
"Has the Holy Lord ever had such a long speech before?"
"I don't know, but I feel like the Holy Master is showing off."
"What is pretentiousness? Can the Holy Lord's affairs be called pretentious? This is to show off one's holiness in front of others."
Gradually, all the monks present dozed off, and the disciples in front of Jing Hua Shui Yue even complained.
Su Li could only rub the corners of his eyes. He knew that, in fact, this was an old father showing off his glorious years in front of his daughter.
It is the last stubbornness of an old father.
The auspicious time for Holy Lord Qianling's self-speech is approaching.
If it weren't for the reminders from the elders around him, Holy Lord Qianling might not have been able to stop.
When he finished speaking, Zhou Qingqing looked specifically in Mo Lan's direction, with pride and pride hidden in his eyes.
It’s like saying again, “How about it, your father and I must have been great back then!”
But Mo Lan didn't listen to Zhou Qingqing's speech at all.
Even after knowing that the elder Zhou who tested him was Zhou Wuqing, Mo Lan was still panicked, worried that his identity had been exposed.
However, Mo Lan felt that it was unlikely.
Because when Zhou Qingqing saw him, he was just a clone.
The only realm is the immortal realm.
As long as he didn't go out of his way to explore his identity, he shouldn't be able to discover it.
And if he had been discovered, he would have been arrested long ago, how could he still be standing here.
"Finally! I wish you success in overcoming the tribulation. The future is your era!"
"Snap, snap, snap!"
When the Holy Lord Qianling finally finished, the audience burst into thunderous applause, which was very enthusiastic, even more enthusiastic than before the Holy Lord gave his speech.
The tribulation begins.
Due to the limited carrying capacity of the magic circle, only fifty people can survive the tribulation at one time, and it is divided into thirty games in total and conducted by drawing lots.
Su Li was unfortunate and got the last draw.
But it doesn’t matter, it just so happens that I can see how the friends who have overcome the tribulation in front of me do it.
The first tribulation begins.
The fifty monks in the first scene occupied fifty positions on the plain, far apart from each other.
In fact, they have already reached the furnace-building realm, but they have been backlogged.
Finally, at this moment they were all released.
Fifty monks entered the cave realm (pseudo) one by one!
At the same time, there were dark clouds in the sky, lightning and thunder.
As long as they survive this thunderstorm, they can enter the real cave realm!
"How can we monks be afraid of thunder and lightning! God, if you have the ability, you can kill me this time!"
A sword hall disciple shouted to the sky.
"Hahaha, thunder tribulation? It's a trivial matter."
A Hanqiang Peak disciple put his hands behind his back and laughed to the sky.
"I want this day to no longer cover my eyes! I want this thundercloud to disappear!"
The disciples of Yishu Peak are extremely proud.
"Come on! Hit your grandpa with me!"
A martial peak disciple raised his middle finger.
In an instant.
There is thunder in the sky!
Fifty thunderbolts poured down at the same time.
It was as if they were going to be hacked until they didn't even know their mother.