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Chapter 434 Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation
Since the day Hong Chen stepped into the library, Qingwei completely blocked that area and no one was allowed to approach, including the four elders.

This order initially puzzled everyone in Shushan.

But as time went by, this doubt gradually dissipated.

This is because the sword pressure in the library is constantly increasing, and it even often shows a leap-like increase.

As sword practitioners, the Shushan disciples approached the library from the beginning to take the opportunity to comprehend the sword way, but gradually they could not bear the deep and rich Dao rhyme and retreated again and again. Now, even just looking at it will make them shed tears of blood. The sword energy penetrates the flesh and pierces the soul, causing minor injuries and even death.

Therefore, Qingwei and the five elders strictly forbade their disciples to get close and watch, and at the same time set up a large formation outside the library to cover up the ubiquitous spiritual energy.

However, the formation only lasted for half a day before it turned into dust.

Helplessly, Shushan could only ask its disciples to stay away for the time being.

This is not a glorious thing to say.

Even in one's own sect area, one has to avoid the attention of outsiders.

But when they thought about being able to witness the heavenly calamity in the near future, the resentment in everyone's hearts disappeared completely, and even the most irritable Yuanshen elder Cang Gu was smiling all day long.

hum! !

There was another loud roar, and the towering sword light in the back mountain surged again, as if it was going to poke a hole in the sky.

“Wow! There’s still some strength left?” Elder Yuanshen’s eyes widened.

Qingwei counted his breaths in silence, then forced a smile on his face: "Our great demon fellow Taoist is indeed very insightful."

Elder Yuanshen glanced at him and said, "It seems that the head brother three months ago did not expect this."

"Who can really see everything clearly in this world?" Qingwei chuckled, swept his whisk, and changed the subject: "Changqing and the others have already entered the heaven, but I am increasingly worried. I am afraid that their journey will not be too smooth."

"This matter concerns the lives of all people in the world and is of great importance. It is natural for the leader to be worried. To be honest, I have been worried recently as well."

"That's right. But the human world and the heavenly world are so far apart that even if we are worried, we can't do anything about it."

"Since we have handed the matter over to Changqing and Jingtian, all we can do now is to trust that they can handle it well."

The elders chatted with each other, which calmed Qingwei down a little.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the library, then quickly turned his head, rubbed his eyes, and smiled: "The aura of this sword art is becoming more and more solemn, and now even the old Taoist can't stand it."

Elder Yuanshen thought for a moment and said, "Master, if there are any more problems with this matter, can we ask him to help?"

"Of course." Qingwei smiled cheerfully, showing a shrewd smile on his face. He glanced at the elders and said, "In fact, I had this plan from the beginning, so I gathered all the disciples to welcome him, held a banquet, and opened the library. However, I didn't expect that he would be so grateful that he would not only give us skills in return, but also invite us to watch him overcome the heavenly tribulation."

Hearing this, the four elders were also startled, and then they all looked ashamed.

Qingwei shook his head and said, "I have calculated too much on this matter. But if Changqing and his friends are not successful, I can only shamelessly ask him for help. Even if he doesn't agree, Shushan will owe him a favor. If he agrees, then Shushan will also owe him a favor on behalf of the people of the world."

"Master, what you said makes sense. If he can really save the people from this great calamity, even if it means taking my life, I will immediately draw my sword and commit suicide!" Elder Cang Gu echoed loudly.

The others laughed and said, "Even if the disaster is solved, we won't survive. How can you be alive to pay him back?"

Cang Gu frowned and said, "I was just giving an analogy! As for how to pay it back, I believe Chang Qing will have his own plan!"

"Alright, alright. Since we are of the same mind, then this matter is settled. It's a pity that Changqing has entered the heaven. If Fellow Daoist Tushan survives the catastrophe during this period, he will lose another opportunity..."

Before Qingwei finished speaking, the world suddenly became dark.

It was like a eclipse of the sun, the daylight disappeared and night fell.

The five people in Wuji Pavilion flew out of the house in an instant, looked up, and couldn't help but gasp.

All I can see is:
Dark clouds rolled together in the sky, circling around like a devil's eye.

Stab it!

A flash of lightning burst out in the dark clouds, instantly causing a huge sea of ​​thunder.

The extremely condensed thunder pushed the black cloud in all directions, and the deep purple lightning liquid at the core hung upside down in the sky.

Black clouds and a sea of ​​thunder filled the entire sky. The overwhelming pressure seemed to spread throughout the human world, and even caused the suspended mountains of Mount Shu to shake, as if they were about to collapse.

"This... Is this a heavenly calamity???" Elder Cang Gu cried out in horror, with a bunch of question marks popping up in his head.

If the heavenly tribulation of ascension is really like this, then he feels that it may not be a bad thing that he has no chance to survive the tribulation in this lifetime.

after all……

This kind of natural disaster would not be surprising if it destroyed not only the body but also the soul.

As we all know, if the soul is destroyed, there will be no chance for reincarnation.

Qingwei's eyelids twitched wildly and his beard trembled.

In all the natural disasters recorded in Mount Shu, there had never been such a scene that seemed to be about to destroy the world.

Clang! ! !
In the trance, a passionate sword chant suddenly rang out, bringing the lost man back to his senses instantly.

At the same time, a nine-colored sword light shot straight up into the sky from the library, and behind it instantly an image of thousands of swords following it appeared.

"Master Qingwei, I will bring the heavenly tribulation to the northern mountains. You can follow me, but this heavenly tribulation looks a bit fierce. You'd better not get too close. Remember to protect your Shushan disciples."

The rumors were heard.

Qingwei's expression changed, he made a hand gesture in an instant, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was transmitted to the hearts of all the disciples of Shushan.

Not long after.

Thousands of sword lights suddenly leaped up in Shushan. Disciples dressed in white stepped on the sword lights, following the sect leader and the elders, chasing the ever-moving mighty calamity in the sky.

After flying their swords for hundreds of miles, they followed the leader and the elders in front of them, pressed down the clouds, and landed on the top of a towering mountain.

Looking far ahead at this time, the natural disaster formed by the black clouds wrapping the sea of ​​thunder also stopped.

The nine-colored sword light converged and transformed into a person.

The white clothes fluttered in the wind, facing the heavenly calamity.

The heavenly tribulation of ascension is the last step for a mortal to become an immortal.

This calamity consists of nine levels, with nine paths in each level.

A total of eighty-one heavenly tribulations.

One disaster is stronger than the last.

After each level of nine heavenly tribulations, the next level will be twice as powerful.

Since ancient times, counting from the day the heavenly calamity appeared, countless human practitioners have turned into ashes under the heavenly calamity. Those who can escape and reincarnate to practice again are lucky.

It is not difficult to see that the way of heaven strictly limits the number of immortals.

Because every time an immortal inhales and exhales, a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth is consumed.

but.

The world has never been deterred.

The fewer immortals there are, the more their value is proven, and the more people flock to them.

"Becoming an immortal!" Hong Chen looked at the heavenly calamity that filled the sky and let out a low sigh.

Boom!

The sea of ​​thunder rolled, and the thunder gathered at the core.

The sound of thunder seemed to be reminding those who were undergoing the tribulation to be prepared.

Hong Chen nodded to the heavenly tribulation.

"Come!"

(End of this chapter)