Do not engage in underworld operations in the human world!

Thick black clouds gathered like a tide, gradually forming a towering Jieyun Mountain in the sky.

Lightning flashed, as if a dragon was tumbling in the sea of ​​clouds, making a deafening roar. At the horizon, beams of lightning pierced through the clouds and mist like sharp swords, tearing the sky into long and thin cracks.

Under the might of heaven, just like Doctor Strange in Avengers 3 whose head was shaking like a fly's wings as he was looking for a way to fight Thanos through the Time Stone, a figure who also seemed to be having an epileptic seizure gradually floated from the magic circle into the air.

She still had two faces, one was the Queen Mother of the West, the other was Jin Yao, and they never completely merged.

Perhaps this natural disaster is the final test.

Suddenly, thunder roared.

The pitch-black clouds were finally unable to bear and brew the force, and the heavenly soldiers holding sharp thunder weapons and the fierce and ferocious thunder beasts moved together at the critical moment.

The sky was filled with dark purple lightning, which poured down along with terrifying rumbling thunder. Dazzling and murderous rays of light cut through the sky and struck directly where the Queen Mother of the West was.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and there was no trace of emotion on her face, as if she could not see the catastrophe that was approaching.
At this moment, the circle behind her, which was carved with countless runes, gradually rose up around the light column formed by the ancient totem, and turned into a shield in an attempt to resist the impending destruction.

Before the two collided, the oppressive and murderous atmosphere made Jiang Lu breathless.

Fortunately, Xuannv and Dong Wangong managed to protect him, otherwise, with his level of Taoism, he would not be able to bear being in the center of this vortex.

Protected by the two people, Jiang Lu stared at the Queen Mother of the West above.

"I've seen it! I've seen this kind of tribulation scene!"

he shouted.

"When?" Dong Wanggong asked subconsciously.

Xuannv was also puzzled: "I heard that some people have dreams with predictive properties. Have you seen it in your dream?"

"No! None of them!"

Jiang Lu pointed at the lifelike thunderbolt and yelled like crazy:
"When have you ever seen such a thunderbolt? Don't you understand?!"

"Understand what?" The two were puzzled.

"She's the fucking Emperor of Desolate Heaven!"

"Huh?"

At the same time, the thunder finally collided with the protective shield around the Queen Mother of the West.

The power of the thunder tribulation is far beyond his imagination, and the lightning contains infinite divine will and majesty.

But the ring and the light column were equally mysterious and powerful. They actually blocked the first wave of the thunder attack steadily, dissolving and eliminating the transformed thunder, turning it into countless hair-like tiny lightning that dissipated between heaven and earth.

But the thunders were like well-trained warriors. Even when they saw their vanguard fall in front of them, they still rushed towards the Queen Mother of the West fearlessly.

The dark clouds grew thicker, the thunder grew louder, and it seemed as if the heavenly calamity did not want to give the Queen Mother of the West any chance to breathe, with wave after wave of attacks continuing.

The situation of the Queen Mother of the West is like a lone boat in a storm, which may be swallowed up by the ruthless natural calamity at any time, but every time, it can be completely resolved. It seems shaky, but it always persists tenaciously.

She could still hold on, but the Kunlun Mountains under her feet could no longer hold on.

The Yao Chi disciples who didn't know what was happening only noticed that the top of the mountain was suddenly covered with dark clouds, strong winds blew, and then there were so many lightning strikes that made their scalps numb.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to destroy it, but there was no gleam of armor, nor any golden scales; instead, there was only the deep powerlessness brought on by the shaking of the earth and mountains.

Taoist Yuzhu was horrified to find that he and the leaders of various sects who had come to seek help from the Queen Mother of the West and happened to be in Yao Chi at the time were unable to stop the thunder that was spreading there. He immediately took charge of the situation and began to evacuate all the Yao Chi disciples and let them go down the mountain safely.

They faced the mountain top and their backs were toward the Yaochi Lake. Everyone of them tried their best to slow down the speed of the thunder.

These people are really being taken advantage of. Not only did they come all the way to find the Queen Mother of the West but they didn't see her. Now they have to work so hard and take great risks to help here. They must be so unlucky.

But in this situation, it really doesn't make sense to leave.

So they had to comfort themselves, thinking that every cloud in the sky may turn out to be a blessing in disguise. Maybe by providing timely assistance, they could establish a good relationship with Kunlun Mountain's Yaochi.

If you think about it carefully, it's worth it to be able to get in touch with the Queen Mother of the West.

Taoist Yuzhu was very panicked.

She had never encountered such a terrible natural disaster before. Facing the thunder, she felt like she was facing a vast ocean. Now a tsunami was surging in the ocean. All she could do was stand on the beach and watch the tsunami drown her.

Although one could vaguely guess that this must have been done by the people above, but at such a critical moment, Xuannv, Queen Mother of the West, and King Father of the East who was just seen going up the mountain did not show up.

I am just an ordinary worker at best, aren't you asking me to go against the will of heaven?
A bolt of lightning that they were unable to stop struck the cave mountain of the true disciple, directly cutting off most of the mountain.

Lu Qing, who barely escaped, had no time to feel grateful for surviving the disaster. Instead, he looked for Jiang Lu more anxiously.

Zhu Zhen, who arrived late, grabbed the corner of her clothes and said, "Senior sister, please go down the mountain quickly!"

"No, I haven't found him yet. He can't do it alone. If no one protects him."

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"He's not here!" Zhu Zhen shouted, "I didn't see him when I woke up!"

"You woke up?" Lu Qing was stunned and turned around: "What do you mean you woke up? Did you sleep at his place yesterday?"

"Yeah," Zhu Zhen nodded shyly.

As the person who knew her best, Lu Qing guessed most of the situation by looking at her appearance.

What should have happened and what should not have happened have probably already happened. Otherwise, Zhu Zhen, who has always been carefree, would definitely not be so shy. He would just look indifferent and heartless.

She suddenly felt dizzy.

"I asked you to attend class, so what?"

孽 孽!
Zhu Zhen felt a little guilty, but now was not the time to talk about that.

Another bolt of lightning struck, and she pulled Lu Qing, who was unable to dodge due to his trance, and both of them were blown dozens of feet away, but fortunately they did not suffer any fatal injuries.

"Sister, let's talk about this after we go down the mountain."

Zhu Zhen gritted his teeth, showing a look of determination, carried the distraught Lu Qing on his back, and quickly walked away into the air.

At the same time, Hong Yi, who had been rolling on the ground with a headache not long ago, gradually regained clarity in his eyes, and the pain also dissipated. "Today I know that I am me."

she murmured.

Holding hot water and painkillers respectively, the sickle and the performer, who didn't know what to do the last second, were confused: "What's wrong with you?"

"I remember it now. I remember it all!"

Hong Yi was no longer as weak as before. A hint of sternness flashed across her brows, and she looked straight up at the sky:
"I am Taiyi Zhenren, the leader of Qingwei Sect in Jinguang Cave, Qianyuan Mountain!"

The performer pursed his lips and carefully stretched out the back of his hand to test the temperature of Hong Yi's forehead: "No fever."

Snapped!
Hong Yi slapped the performer's hand away: "Don't touch me!"

She narrowed her eyes, as if suppressing some impulse, and snorted coldly: "For Jiang Lu's sake, I won't bother with you."

The performer rubbed his right hand, which was swollen from a slight hit, and took two steps back in embarrassment.

Scythe asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Have you been lurking here pretending to be crazy or have you taken over Hong Yi's body?"

"neither."

Hong Yi's eyes softened a little. It was obvious that she had no ill feelings towards the sickle and was relatively friendly:

"I am Taiyi, but I am also Hongyi, so how can I take over someone else's body?"

Scythe frowned: "I don't understand what you mean."

Hong Yi sighed and said, "I will take you to Kunlun Mountain first. I will explain things to you slowly on the way."

Although they were alert, Hong Yi did not seem to be hostile or deceiving them. In addition, her strength was beyond the ability of the two of them to resist. It seemed that they had no choice, so Scythe simply agreed.

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, in the blink of an eye, when they came to their senses, they found that they had been lifted up into the sky by a gust of wind summoned by Hong Yi.

Hong Yi, who was always gentle and considerate, had become a different person at this moment. He had his hands behind his back, his eyes were sharp, and he had a tough temperament, but at the same time, he inexplicably made people feel a hint of sadness.

Without waiting for the sickle to ask, Hong Yi spoke himself.

"I was originally a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and ranked fifth among the Twelve Supreme Immortals of Yuxu Palace. I served as Yuanshi's messenger in the Conferred Gods War, and performed great feats for him. After my death, I was reincarnated as Hong Yi. It was not until this catastrophe today that I remembered everything about my previous life."

"I find it hard to believe what you said." The performer questioned: "Since you are Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple, why do you call him by his name?"

"Heh." Hong Yi sneered: "I am already a Daluo Celestial Being who is not afraid of the three disasters and is invulnerable to water and fire. Why don't you guess why I died?"

"Did Yuanshi Tianzun kill you?" asked the sickle.

"He didn't kill me, but he did kill me."

"What does this mean?"

Hong Yi stared at the great terror on the peak of Kunlun Mountain in the distance: "That's it. It was that that killed me."

"So what is that?" the performer asked. "I noticed it a long time ago, but it was completely covered by the dark cloud. I don't know what happened."

“That is the true calamity of becoming an immortal.”

Hong Yi said slowly:
"If you kill the three corpses, the calamity you experience in becoming an immortal is just a false calamity. Only if you don't kill the three corpses, you will have the chance to experience the true calamity of becoming an immortal."

"Uh"

Scythe and the performer looked at each other.

This is a bit beyond their scope.

They had just established their foundations, and hadn't quite figured out the realm before they crossed the tribulation. It was a bit difficult for them to understand such an advanced problem-solving skill as beheading the three corpses.

But Hong Yi didn't care whether they understood or not. He just kept talking because he didn't know whether he wanted to keep it to himself or not.

“I should have killed the three corpses before the Conferred Gods War, but Yuanshi postponed it on the pretext of the Conferred Gods War, causing me to miss the opportunity to kill the three corpses.

If I don't kill the three corpses, I will be killed. I have no choice but to hide in the Golden Light Cave and stay indoors to keep the secret.

One day, Yuanshi told me that he had found a way to allow me to wash away all my cultivation and start a new life.

Although I was reluctant, compared with the killing calamity, these little hardships were nothing. So I listened to him and started to cultivate again.

This time I successfully killed the three corpses, and the killing calamity did not appear. What made me even happier was that I also built the legendary foundation of creation when I was building the foundation, and it is possible for me to become the anchor of the Three Pure Ones.

I thought my nightmare was finally over and I was finally going to succeed, but I didn't expect that this was just the beginning.

Yuanshi actually used his great magical powers to travel through the long river of time. By comparing the two states of me not killing the three corpses and me killing the three corpses, he created a formation that could forcibly fuse my main body and the three corpse spirits.

He forced me, forced me who possessed the foundation of creation, to enter the magic circle. When the calamity of becoming an immortal came, he forced me to merge with the three corpse spirits I had killed, so as to survive the true calamity of becoming an immortal that could only occur once in an era.

I don't know what his purpose was, but I failed. I had no power to resist the calamity and was smashed to pieces.

With the last bit of unwilling obsession, I went through countless reincarnations and finally reincarnated into the current Hong Yi."

Hong Yi seemed to still be immersed in the grief of that time, and still couldn't understand why his most respected master would harm him.

The performer quietly asked the sickle: "But why do I remember that Taiyi Zhenren is a man? She can't be."

He didn't finish what he was saying, but in his heart he had already started mourning for Jiang Lu.

"You can't say that." Scythe seemed very serious: "At least the previous Hong Yi was a woman."

However, they did not know that all their whispers had been heard by Hong Yi.

"Hong Yi is a woman, Tai Yi is also a woman." She said coldly.

The performer was startled, then lowered her head in embarrassment, pretending that she was not tickling her from behind.

The sickle seemed to be thinking about something, as if he understood something.

Is Taiyi Zhenren a woman?
hiss.
If this is the case, it seems that it is not difficult to understand why she allowed Nezha to kill the Dragon King's Third Prince in the myth, and then unreasonably stood up for Nezha and killed the whole family of Shiji Niangniang who was practicing well with her own hands. (End of this chapter)