Xianlu Spring and Autumn

"Nanyue, I'm going to retreat for a period of time. During this time, unless there is a catastrophe in the sky above Bailianmen, or there are other urgent matters, no one should bother me."

Back in Lei Pavilion, Ye Bai immediately went to Huo Nanyue, the chief disciple of Lei Pavilion, and ordered him to go down.

Huo Nanyue is the apprentice of Dai Tianchang and his wife. His cultivation qualifications are only considered to be above average, but he is mature and steady, and capable of handling affairs. Therefore, he is responsible for almost all the big and small matters of Lei Ge, and Dai Tianchang and his wife seldom ask.

When he came to Yujing City last time, Ye Bai was already quite familiar with Huo Nanyue.

"Yes, Master Ye!"

Huo Nanyue was a little surprised when he heard this, obviously he was a little puzzled as to why there was a thunder calamity in the sky above Bailianmen, but he didn't ask any further questions.

After Ye Bai gave his orders, he retreated immediately.

Entering the secret room, Ye Bai put a restraint on the wall of the room, and sat down cross-legged.

A hundred years later, the brothers of Lianyun Daozong will return to the blue sea together. Ye Bai needs to go back to Bilan Mountain first if he wants to return to the blue sea. Tie Zongheng is lurking outside the city waiting for him. You need to pass the level of iron vertical and horizontal. [

And if Ye Bai wants to pass the level of Tie Zongheng, he must go further in strength. With Ye Bai's current state, it is obviously impossible to suddenly reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul within a hundred years. , only with the help of the Yangyuan Pill, to cultivate the second turn of the Qinglong, as for success or failure, it all depends on God's will.

"Even if I can't repair it, I will rely on my own strength to return to Bilan Mountain, and I will never rely on anyone again."

Ye Bai touched the jade bottle in his hand, and muttered to himself, his eyes were firm and cold.

After finishing speaking, Ye Bai put away the jade bottle, operated the blood vessel separation technique, and began to separate the complex blood vessels in the body, creating a faint blood-colored mist.Gradually diffused from his body.

After learning to separate blood vessels, Ye Bai didn't practice for too long because he didn't have top-level qi and blood pills to nourish him.Therefore, there are still a lot of complicated blood in his blood.This time, he intends to separate all the complicated bloodlines, leaving only two, one is the dragon's bloodline, and the other is the human bloodline obtained from his parents.

Ye Bai had already considered this decision a long time ago, if only the dragon's blood was left behind.Naturally, the power of the Azure Dragon Secret Art needn't be said, but Ye Bai really didn't want to separate his parents' human bloodline, this was for him.It is acceptable to the law.

After making this decision, Ye Bai knew that as long as he was unwilling to change this decision, he would never be able to cultivate the Nine-turn Azure Dragon Strength to the limit.

But so what.His parents' bloodline, he would never abandon it.

Pain gradually appeared on Ye Bai's face, and his face also became ferocious.

Blood-red mist escaped from his pores.Gradually filled the room, the process of separating the blood was painful and slow, Ye Bai guarded the altar tightly, completely forgetting everything outside his body,

……

Time passes day by day.

On this day, all the monks in Yujing City suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing and panic in their hearts, and even the monks who were in retreat could not escape.

Don't say continue to retreat, you can't do it even if you concentrate.

The monks who were near Bailianmen felt even more terrifying that a catastrophe was imminent, and their hearts were beating violently, as if they were about to jump out of their throats. [

What is going on?

Several monks woke up from meditation and walked out of the room.

As soon as they went out, everyone was immediately stunned!

It was noon, but the sky was gray, like nightfall, and above Yujing City, a huge purple vortex appeared. The vortex slowly rotated, sucking in and out of the nearby clouds. Silver Thunder Dragon.

Directly below the center of the vortex is Bailianmen!

A dull rumbling sound came from the vortex, and a terrifying coercion descended on every monk.

bang bang bang-

Many lowly junior monks were immediately pinned to the ground by the huge coercion of heaven and earth as soon as they went out, kneeling on the ground, unable to straighten their waists, staring at their eyes, and bleeding from their mouths.

A monk who can stand must have at least a cultivation level above the Golden Core.

"That's... Heavenly Tribulation?"

A monk at the early stage of Jindan said in a dumbfounded voice.

"This catastrophe has not yet begun, and its power has surpassed any Nascent Soul catastrophe I have seen before. Looking at the direction, it should be Bailianmen. Could it be... Bailianmen is about to produce an ancestor Lichen?"

This time, it was a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator who spoke, and he seemed quite knowledgeable.

As soon as his words fell, the people around him were stunned, and their eyes were full of surprise, but after thinking about it carefully, what else could cause such a huge commotion besides breaking the ground and leaving the dust?

"Who is it? Could it be the master of Bailianmen?"

Immediately, some monks speculated and talked about it.

Some of them cast a contemptuous glance at the half-step Nascent Soul just now, but did not speak.

These few people, except for some of their identities, have heard of the level above the top magic weapon, and they have long guessed in their hearts that the magic weapon refined by Bailianmen this time is very likely to be the legendary spirit treasure!

In the Qiongtian West Continent, I haven't actually heard of any sect or monk who has a spirit treasure in their hands. If Bailianmen really succeeds in refining this time, it will be an extremely sensational event.

Under the dark sky, a group of human figures quickly fled in all directions from the vicinity of Bailianmen, so as to avoid the disaster of the fish in the pond.

Bailianmen is no exception. The gate that has been closed for many years has finally opened!

One by one, the disciples walked out of the door and scattered to watch in all directions. All of them had complex expressions, excited and worried at the same time.

The most critical moment has finally arrived. As long as one survives the catastrophe, this spirit treasure will be truly refined successfully!

In the Lei Pavilion, Ye Bai walked out of the secret room as early as the first time, floating in the sky to watch, beside him, Dai Tianchang and his wife were impressively beside him.

"The power of this catastrophe cannot be underestimated!"

Ye Bai's scalp was a little numb. His own Nascent Soul Sanjie was once too strong, but compared to this Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation, it was much worse.

"If the top-level magic weapon corresponds to the late Nascent Soul cultivator, then the Lingbao corresponds to the Lichen cultivator. It is not surprising that this level of catastrophe has been caused."

Dai Tianchang said: "Just think about the difficulty of cultivator Lichen, and you will know the difficulty of the Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation!"

Ye Bai thought for a while, and said with complicated eyes: "Now it all depends on Master Wang's methods. He must have made preparations before."

Dai Tianchang nodded in agreement.

The gazes of Ye Bai and Dai Tianchang were cast in the direction of Bailianmen together, while Xin Chanjuan's gaze was always on Ye Bai, with a somewhat puzzled expression.

"Ye Bai, why is your aura so weird, it seems to be much weaker?"

Xin Chanjuan asked softly.

When Dai Tianchang heard his words, he also turned his head and looked at Ye Bai carefully, only to find that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight, his face was pale, his eyes were dim, and he looked haggard.

"Junior Brother, aren't you insane?"

As soon as the words fell, Xin Chanjuan gave her a hard look.

Dai Tianchang smiled awkwardly.

"Brothers and sisters, don't worry, I've been practicing a secret technique recently, and I just lost some blood."

Ye Bai's expression was calm. After leaving the customs, he asked a Lei Pavilion disciple to ask, and he realized that it had only been more than five years, and the separation of his blood was only halfway through. He wanted to achieve his goal. , at least ten years.

After hearing what he said, Dai Tianchang and his wife didn't ask any more questions. After all, it was related to Ye Bai's cultivation secrets, but Xin Chanjuan still reminded: "Ye Bai, don't be hasty or hasty in matters of cultivation."

Ye Bai cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister, I have my own sense of proportion."

Dai Tianchang and his wife nodded, and the three stopped talking.

In addition to Lei Pavilion, Zifu, Jiuchongtian Palace, and Qihuangmen, there are a lot of monks floating in the sky to watch. Even the Moon Palace, which has always been indifferent to world affairs, at this moment, many monks are looking in the direction of Bailianmen.

……

boom!

With a thunderous sound, the first tribulation thunder finally fell, and the bright lightning, like a white sawtooth sword falling from the sky, pierced straight to a certain place in the south of Bailianmen.

The speed was so fast that all the monks I saw, no matter how far or near, felt a sense of creepiness and trembling in their hearts.

"Go back to the old man!"

There was a shout, and after nearly a thousand years, Ye Bai finally heard Master Wang's unusually powerful roar again!