Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 543 Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation
Under the thundercloud, An Qingli sat cross-legged.

The sky is dark, but it's hard to hide the dazzling posture, regardless of the rest, the appearance alone is also eye-catching.

There are a lot of elders and disciples watching around, and even the cultivator who transforms the spirit is silently paying attention with his spiritual consciousness.

The master of Yifeng, Chu Yaohe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at his dazzling little nephew. After the thunder calamity, the nephew might become a younger sister.

The brushes of all the painters kept waving, especially Qin Wuyue's.

The master of Wanfa Peak was also alarmed and came to witness the centenary monk Du Yuanying.

If Ji Xiaopeng is the shame of the Spiritual Medicine Peak, then An Qingli is simply the light of the Spiritual Medicine Peak, a great glory.

Nascent Soul, who is just over a hundred years old, is trying to compare the entire Wanfa Peak monks.

Originally, Shangshan Du Yuanying was more than two hundred years old, and the monks of the sect were second to none.

Now there is another An Qingli from the Spiritual Medicine Peak, which makes the entire Wanfa Peak, including Shangshan, dim.

The afterlife is terrifying.

Many disciples of the An family also rushed over after hearing the news, feeling very proud. This An Qingli is not only the light of the elixir peak, but also the light of their An family!

The robbery cloud gathered and thickened.

Amidst the exclamation, the first lightning strike slammed down.

An Qingli crossed her knees and did not move, calmly throwing out a seventh-order formation plate, which resisted part of the thunder and lightning, and attracted the rest of the thunder and lightning into her body to exercise her flesh and blood.

"what!"

There was another exclamation.

How about the master apprentice and the master, the style of crossing the thunder catastrophe is two extremes.

But thinking about it again, if the monk who can break through the tower and win the first place, if he goes through a Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation, he will be flustered, that would be ridiculous.

It is worthy of being the number one in the Jindan Realm to break through the tower, and it is so calm and comfortable to go through a thunder disaster.

Thanks to An Qingli's lack of karma, the power of this thunder disaster is not too strong.

Xiao Jintan was very relieved, cause and effect were too heavy, and it wasn't just reflected in Lei Jie.

An Qingli had tried the power of the first thunder and lightning, and simply put aside the array for the time being, and resisted the six thunders.

"what!"

It was the little disciple's exclamation again.

Isn't it too crazy for Master An to overcome the thunder calamity in this way?

Many Wanfa Peak disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, such an Danshi is indeed too crazy.

The Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation is a sixty-nine mid-day calamity, with a total of fifty-four paths.

An Qingli took the initiative to run the Rejuvenation Art, gritted her teeth and forcibly resisted the six thunder tribulations, and then used the array plate to block it, so as to have a moment of respite, put away the array plate again, and continued to resist hard.

Even though he knew that An Qingli didn't intend to trust her, the heart of the suzerain Qiu Xuanjing couldn't help but jump up and down.

"Sect Master Qiu," in mid-air, Zhenjun Duoze dragged his young son by the hand, persuading, "Cultivators lead thunder calamity to forge their bodies, which is a generous gift from heaven to monks. The stronger Sister An , the less accidents are likely to happen, you should be relieved."

Qiu Xuanjing put his hands behind his back and sighed: "The stronger you are, the more restless you are. Fortunately, there is Mu Sheng, otherwise how could she be like this."

Zhenjun Duoze teased through voice transmission: "Sovereign, please be careful, we should call him Grandmaster Mu Sheng, or Patriarch Mu Sheng."

Qiu Xuanjing sighed again: "This pair of master and apprentice have advanced together, attracting the attention of the world. I don't know what big commotion will be made next."

"How much noise can there be?" Zhenjun Duoze smiled, "At worst, it is not a great thing to obey the treasures of heaven and earth and make breakthroughs one after another."

"It's true, it's best to be like this." Qiu Xuanjing suddenly turned his worries into joy.

After thinking about it, it is a great fortune for Tianyunzong to have such an excellent seedling with excellent alchemy.

It's okay to have a few more such good seedlings.

But Zhenjun Duoze's taciturn youngest son suddenly pointed at An Qingli, and calmly said without blinking: "Fly away."

It was rare for Zhenjun Duoze to hear the young son's voice, he hugged him excitedly, looked at An Qingli, echoed his son and said: "It flew away, the disk flew away from Master An Dan, To carry part of the thunder disaster."

The taciturn young son repeated blankly: "Fly away."

"Well, it flew away, my dear son." With a happy face, Zhenjun Duoze took out a red spiritual fruit the size of a thumb, and encouraged him, "My dear son, say a few more words."

The reticent young son fell silent. According to the child's speaking habits, he never repeated a sentence for the third time.

Zhenjun Duoze looked gloomy, but he immediately sent a message to his twin monks about the fact that the youngest son spoke again after half a year.

The calamity cloud surged, and An Qingli's six-nine thunder calamity continued.

The whole process was shocking but not dangerous, which was in stark contrast to Mu Sheng's journey through the thunder tribulation.

Mu Sheng crossed the thunder calamity to show off his wealth, the eighth and ninth rank arrays kept going, and the defensive vestments and spirit treasure pill furnaces were also on the battlefield.

It was a different scene for An Qingli to cross the thunder calamity. The array was only occasionally shot, and the highest was no more than seven levels. Most of the time, she fought the thunder calamity with her iron bones.

"it is good!"

I don't know which passionate young disciple applauded first, and thousands of young disciples were encouraged to applaud actively, cheering for An Qingli who still had the energy to spare.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Uncle Qingli is mighty!"

"Patriarch Qingli is mighty!"

There was a lot of applause.

The applause inevitably reached An Qingli's ears, An Qingli raised her lips helplessly, and couldn't help but think of Qi Wu's ancestor, the scene of performing arts when he smashed boulders on the stage.

An Qingli also had no choice but to go through a thunder disaster and get out of the feeling of being a performer on the stage.

The applause continued with the thunder.

The passionate An family, of course not to be outdone, gathered together and shouted loudly: "The ancestor Qingli is mighty!"

In the An family, as long as they are monks in the Nascent Soul stage, no matter their age, as long as they have reached the level of cultivation, they can be called "Old Ancestor" by the clansmen.

Congratulations to the An family for adding another ancestor of the Nascent Soul Realm!

"Mighty! All mighty! Our elixir peak is also mighty!"

The disciples of Lingyao Peak also yelled, they are not good at fighting, but in terms of uniting and cheering, they are the best among the peaks, otherwise why would Mu Sheng be number one on the beauty list.

Their current unity is also thanks to Grandmaster Mu Sheng's persuasion for many years.

After a thunder calamity, many disciples of the younger generation felt sincere admiration for this young Yuanying Patriarch.

Many of them, at the age of [-], just established the foundation, but An Qingli, at the age of [-], sat on the position of the ancestor of Yuanying.

Some people are jealous of An Qingli taking shortcuts in taking pills to advance, but those who take pills to advance, which one has An Qingli's iron bones.

Just say Grandmaster Mu Sheng.

He piled up all the way to Yuanying with pills, but his skin and flesh were so fragile, how could he compare with An Qingli of the same level.

The catastrophe cloud has not dissipated, and the last two thunder catastrophes are left.

Although An Qingli was covered in scorched black and looked embarrassed, she straightened up cross-legged.

A thunderstorm fell and knocked An Qingli down, but An Qingli still gritted her teeth.

"it is good!"

Another burst of applause.

"Sinister! Always let me worry about my teacher."

Mu Sheng made a sound of displeasure, but finally couldn't hold back, holding An Qingli's cracked soul card, took a few strides in the air, and suddenly appeared.

(End of this chapter)