Master is too ambitious

Chapter 120 Thunder Tribulation

The leader was a tall and burly warrior with bulging muscles. He was not moving fast and seemed to be slowing down on purpose. The few people following behind him protected a boy of about fifteen or sixteen in the middle.

The young man was dressed in extraordinary attire, with many defensive weapons hanging all over his body. The others looked nervous, but this young man had a smile on his face, as if he was out for an outing. One could tell at a glance that he was the leader of the group.

The young Xue Chuanwen seemed to be strolling in a garden, and he was followed by a middle-aged scholar. After walking for a long time, Xue Chuanwen asked the middle-aged scholar: "I got this letter from my father. The Bodhisattva's cave is here. How come there is no trace of it for so long?"

The middle-aged scholar Xu Yanhua said: "The cave of the Pure Glazed Bodhisattva is ten thousand years old. Young Master, I'm afraid it has sunk into the ground."

Xue Chuanwen thought about it and it seemed to make sense, so he ordered: "Pass on my order and have them use their kung fu to explore the way underground."

The leader Jin Wei received the order and asked those skilled fighters to use their kung fu to explore underground. Halfway through, a roadblock about three people high and five people wide suddenly appeared. Xue Chuanwen snorted coldly and raised his hand to blast the boulder away. Unexpectedly, when the boulder broke, a restriction was revealed.

Xu Yanhua was an expert in formations. He stepped forward to investigate, his face showing joy. He immediately reported to Xue Chuanwen: "Young Master, this restriction is very old. It must be the cave of the Pure Glazed Bodhisattva!"

Xue Chuanwen showed a satisfied look and led a group of people into the restricted area.

Su Feng felt relieved after finding out that they had entered the restricted area. As long as they entered, he didn't believe that these demons would let go of those jade slips of martial arts techniques.

Once I get the jade slips of the skills and start practicing these fake skills, I will be more confident.

Thinking of this, Su Feng finally smiled, but the smile was fleeting and sadness crept onto his face again.

Su Feng's progress was very smooth, but Xiong Bin was a little confused. The immortal seed had been planted for ten years, but there was no movement from the Winged Immortal. However, Xiong Bin did not dare to ask Su Feng. If he angered his master, he would be in trouble.

The bear walked back and forth in his palace, thinking over and over, but could not come up with a solution. The little demons under his command followed him, and with a "bang", the monkey bumped into the bear.

The monkey quickly begged for mercy: "Hehe! My king, please forgive me! My king, please forgive me!"

The bear slapped the monkey on the head and said, "Go away, my king, I'm annoyed!"

But at this moment, a little bear came crawling in and shouted, "My lord! It's bad! The sky is falling!"

Is the sky about to fall? A solemn expression appeared on Xiong Bin's simple and honest face.

How could the sky fall?!

Could it be that the Winged Immortal is going to survive the three tribulations of heavenly thunder? !

The bear appeared in front of the palace in an instant. Without looking up, he could see the extremely low black clouds and the occasional flash of purple lightning. There was an aura that could not be described in words. It was not that he had never seen this scene before, but this scene was even more terrifying than when he himself was undergoing the thunder tribulation.

Is this the pressure of the Three Tribulations Heavenly Thunder? No wonder the Winged Immortal and the Demon Emperor Sky Emperor are so afraid of the Three Tribulations Heavenly Thunder!

Huh?! No! Why is Wing Fairy here?!

The bear couldn't help but widen its small eyes. The Winged Fairy seemed to have seen it as well, but didn't say anything. He just looked at the calamity cloud with a serious expression.

If it wasn't the Winged Immortal Crossing the Heavenly Thunder, then who could it be? Xiong Xiong couldn't figure it out, but this didn't stop him from taking his disciples and grandchildren to escape from this place, so as not to be accidentally injured by the Heavenly Thunder.

Su Feng himself also discovered the abnormality of heaven and earth. He stood on the top of the mountain, without releasing his spiritual sense, and paid close attention to the situation of the calamity clouds.

Inside the purple gold bowl, Ji Qian had a calm expression. He had practiced for ten years to draw Qi into his body, thirty years to leave his body and realize his soul, two hundred years to condense the golden elixir, and another two hundred years to sever his ego and achieve his primordial spirit. Now he had finally survived the heavenly thunder.

The system rubbed its hands together, smiling: "The host only passed the first and second tribulations this time, you really didn't pass them all at once?"

Ji Qian still has some idea of ​​himself now. It is already quite outrageous if he experiences the first and second tribulations of heavenly thunder at the same time. But if he experiences the third tribulation of heavenly thunder at the same time, he is a little unsure. Since he is not sure, he might as well forget it.

Ji Qian said: "I am not sure about the three tribulations of heavenly thunder, let's talk about it next time."

Since Ji Qian said so, the system did not force it and said: "Although this thunder is dangerous, it is also extremely beneficial for tempering oneself."

Ji Qian asked: "How do you say it?"

The system said: "The body is pure from the Heavenly Thunder, so it will be natural for the body to accommodate the True Soul in the future."

Ji Qian understood that since tempering the body with heavenly thunder was beneficial, and with his current control over his primordial spirit, the thunder tribulation would not put him in great danger. This was a very good situation.

During the conversation, the calamity clouds outside the purple gold bowl were getting lower and lower, and purple-black thunderbolts as thick as barrels were moving in the clouds with increasing power. Almost all the residents of Liuli City fled out of the city overnight, and many residents prayed for Liuli Garden's protection while fleeing, but the big monsters in Liuli Garden had already hidden away.

"boom!"

The first bolt of lightning struck and hit the purple gold bowl.

The Purple Gold Bowl is one of the three pure yang magic weapons in the Glazed Garden. Legend has it that it was refined by the Buddha who created this world. It has the magical functions of defense, interception, and transformation into nectar. However, at this moment, it can help Ji Qian block several heavenly thunders.

The bowl made a humming sound and was shaken by the first bolt of lightning, emitting bursts of golden light.

The second heavenly thunder brewed for a while and struck the purple gold bowl. For a moment, golden flowers fell in the direction of the entire Bodhi Garden.

The purple gold bowl was able to hold on even after being struck by five thunderbolts in succession. It was not until the sixth thunderbolt struck that Ji Qian finally felt ripples begin to appear in the magic weapon formation that trapped him.

The seventh and eighth heavenly thunders struck one after another, and the golden formation shook violently. When the ninth heavenly thunder struck, tiny cracks appeared in the formation.

After the tenth and eleventh heavenly thunders, there was a "crack" and the formation collapsed like glass.

The twelfth heavenly thunder struck, and the purple gold bowl could not withstand it, and cracks appeared on the bowl body.

The thirteenth heavenly thunder followed closely behind, and the purple gold bowl broke into golden flowers and flew in different directions. Ji Qian stretched out his hand, grabbed three pieces and put them in the storage ring. These were fragments of a Pure Yang magic weapon, and they were quite useful.

The black clouds pressed even lower. The fourteenth and fifteenth thunders had been brewing for a long time and struck down one after another. A reincarnation turntable appeared behind Ji Qian. The black and white auras condensed into palms and grabbed towards the thunders, offsetting a lot of them. Only tiny thunders remained, moving along his head and limbs.

The system reminded: "There are three thunders left, the host must take them."

Ji Qian's expression froze and he looked up at the sky. The purple lightning in the black clouds condensed and struck towards him.

Many memories suddenly flooded into my mind, and the memories turned into fragments. There was the childhood, the teenage years, the first time I arrived at the Taiyi World, the pride after the golden elixir, and the joy when I became a Taoist partner with Su Feng. Layer upon layer, the memories finally turned into a black river, flowing quietly.

The sixteenth, seventeenth and eighteenth thunders followed each other, as if they did not want to give Ji Qian a chance to survive, and they struck down without a moment’s rest.

Purple electric light enveloped Ji Qian, crackling on his body, crawling along his torso, splitting his flesh, and then slowly repairing it, as if forging his body with a thousand hammers.

The thunderclouds dispersed, the sky cleared, and a fiery red sun rose again, but it started raining on one side of the sky and neon lights were hanging. It was really amazing.

The system applauded and said, "Congratulations, host! You have become a second-level real person!" It spun in circles and said, "I'll put the reward in your backpack!"

Ji Qian stood up in the ruins, looked towards the sky and smiled.