Xianlu Spring and Autumn

ps: This chapter is a bit late, everyone, sorry, I went back to my hometown today

A little flame, like the scorching sun, rose brilliantly from the sky above Bailianmen, and went straight into the sky, dispelling the darkness.

The monk who approached suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his eyes, and was temporarily blinded by the dazzling light. He burst into tears and couldn't see anything anymore.

"What magic weapon is that?"

"Run!"

Everyone screamed, randomly picked a place far away from Bailianmen, and ran with their heads muffled. The magic weapon sacrificed by Master Wang was extremely powerful, like a red sun rising in the east, and it poured down towards it, as if it wanted to tear the earth apart The silver-white thunder sword.

boom!

The scorching sun collided with the lightning in the air, and immediately exploded, producing a strong air current, and the exploding lights, like gorgeous fireworks, covered the sky.

The lightning dies, the scorching sun falls! [

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a sharp and excited whistling sound suddenly, like the first cry of a baby after birth, spreading all over Yujing. Listen carefully, it seems that there is still a little bit of fear of the catastrophe.

"Looks like... a bead!"

Xin Chanjuan's bright eyes were dull, and her expression was in a trance, as if she was still immersed in the fleeting illusion just now, her tone was not very sure.

Dai Tianchang nodded and said: "It is indeed a bead, it should be the spirit treasure refined by Master Wang."

Ye Bai frowned when he heard the words, and asked in confusion: "Why didn't Master Wang himself take action? Could it be that the Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation can only be saved by Lingbao himself. If so, isn't it all up to God's will?"

Dai Tianchang shook his head and said: "The reason for this is not as simple as you imagined. Master Wang's teacher, 'Qi Jun' Xie Jian, also refined a spirit treasure back then, but unfortunately that treasure did not survive the spirit treasure in the end. Heavenly Tribulation, shattered into pieces, and finally Xie Jian also died of depression because of this matter."

The voice fell.Xin Chanjuan continued in a very tacit understanding: "The previous host of our Lei Pavilion has some friendship with Xie Jian. According to him, the person who refines the Lingbao can help the Lingbao to save the catastrophe. Each time, the final power of the Lingbao will be weakened a little. Therefore, the treasure refiner himself will not make a move easily, and even if he makes a move, he will save it to deal with the most powerful tribulation thunder at the end."

Ye Bai nodded and asked curiously, "Who was the last host of Lei Pavilion?"

Xin Chanjuan and Dai Tianchang's eyes darkened at the same time, and they were silent for a few breaths.Xin Chanjuan said softly: "Your teacher, Dai Xianfeng."

Ye Bai nodded silently, and asked after a while: "How many thunderbolts were there in the catastrophe of the Lingbao?"

Xin Chanjuan said: "Nine Records!"

Ye Bai nodded again.

During the conversation between the three, the purple vortex in the sky began to change.The speed of the rotation has increased a lot. In the center of the vortex, the electric snake is hesitating, and the sound of roaring is like the roar of an enraged beast.

boom!

The second calamity thunder thundered down violently, the thunder was so loud that even Ye Bai's eardrums hurt.It makes people doubt whether the entire Qiongtian Continent can hear it. [

The speed of this thunderbolt is obviously much slower than the first one, but everyone can feel that the power contained in it is much stronger than the first one, and the speed is for Jielei.It doesn't matter at all, whoever dares to hide will only invite a crazier and fiercer catastrophe.

call!

Like the wind blowing, the beads did not reappear.In the sky above Bailianmen, a burst of fiery red light suddenly erupted. After the light shot several tens of feet above the ground, it immediately gathered to form a giant mask. .

Bang!

The second tribulation thunder hit the mask hard, and the sound was unusually muffled. After the thunder hit the mask, it didn't disappear immediately. Instead, it shattered into several electric wires and spread on the surface of the mask!

It's as if a few silver snakes are using all their strength to drill into the world under the mask.

The crackling sound of "click" gradually sounded, and soon joined together.

The mask trembled violently, and after ten breaths, it finally couldn't support it, and it shattered. The lightning wires, like broken porcelain, fell one after another, without any sound.

The eyes of the crowd couldn't detect the scene after it fell, but they could roughly guess that those thunder wires had reached the end of their force, and the second tribulation thunder should have been easily caught.

boom!boom!

Everyone was still in the future and sighed with emotion, the third and fourth tribulation thunders fell one after another, the speed of these two calamity thunders suddenly became much faster, like an angry child, about to turn the world upside down.

Ye Bai's gaze flickered slightly. He had already experienced the three tribulations of the Nascent Soul and the catastrophe of blood separation, and he had seen other monks go through the catastrophe, but he still felt that he knew nothing about the appearance of the heavenly catastrophe.

Between heaven and earth, what kind of power is controlling the appearance, size, strength, and even the timing of each record?

This kind of power is some kind of invisible and intangible law of heaven, or a certain group of superior existence, just like the monk who captured Dai Xianfeng, staring at each monk coldly, according to their own rules of the game, Sending down catastrophe to warn the world?

Ye Bai fell into deep thought, and gradually forgot about things outside of him.

In the sky above Bailianmen, blue flames soared into the sky, like two blue finger lights.

Where the flames passed, the space shook, as if it had been burned to the point of wrinkling.

puff!puff!

The moment the two tribulation thunders touched the cyan flame, they quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and faint black smoke dispersed in the air.

The third and fourth tribulation thunders were broken without a sound.

The onlookers all felt their scalps explode. Is this the power of Lingbao?Even tribulation thunder can be broken at will.

Fifth, sixth, seventh...

Master Wang never made a move, but the magic weapon he refined, the attack released became stronger and stronger, and the color of the flame gradually became darker, from green to blue, and then from blue to purple...

In the sky above Bailianmen, space black holes with a radius of more than ten feet appeared one after another, like black suns, hanging above everyone's heads, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

The speed at which the black hole closed was extremely slow, as if there was still a breath of flame on the edge of the black hole, which was in a scorching confrontation with the air of the void around it.

This is the power of Lingbao!

Everyone was shocked.

The vortex in the sky, the speed of rotation suddenly slowed down again, there was no sound, no thunder, but the turbulent changes of the clouds were extremely intense, constantly changing into various hideous and strange shapes, It seems that in the depths of the clouds, a peerless monster is brewing.

The last thunderbolt never fell, and the atmosphere was strange and dull.

"Finally made it to the ninth test. Master Wang's teacher, Xie Jian, lost in this test all those years ago. He didn't make it through. The treasure was broken and people were injured. I wonder what Master Wang will do this time?"

There was some sigh in Dai Tianchang's voice.

Xin Chanjuan looked serious, shook her head and said: "Compared with whether that spirit treasure can survive the catastrophe, I want to know whether Master Wang will help this spirit treasure survive the catastrophe, or whether it must use its own power to survive the catastrophe." To survive the robbery?"

Ye Bai was stunned, and said puzzledly: "Senior sister, why do you have such doubts? If something is wrong, Master Wang will naturally help. It's already reached the last step, so why are you willing to see it crumble? Why bother?" To take the risk and ask Lingbao to save the calamity by himself?"

"Ye Bai, if you had a disciple with extremely high aptitude, would you not let him travel down the mountain because you were worried that he would be killed when he went out?"

Xin Chanjuan didn't answer the question instead, her eyes were full of radiance and profoundness.

Ye Bai glanced at her in surprise, suddenly he didn't know how to answer this seemingly simple question.After thinking for a while, he said: "What senior sister said is a bit exaggerated. I will definitely let him go down the mountain, but if I see my apprentice is about to be killed, I will definitely save him. Become a monk with extremely poor monastic talent."

Xin Chanjuan smiled softly and said: "If it were a person, of course he would do this, but what if it were a lifeless magic weapon? Master Wang loved refining weapons all his life, and at the same time pursued perfection. He refined Every magic weapon produced has reached the limit that he can refine. It is said that as long as he refines the imperfect magic weapon, he will melt it into molten iron with his own hands. With his "temperament", Will you allow yourself to refine a flawed magic weapon? Even if this magic weapon is a spiritual treasure!"

Ye Bai was stunned, as if he was being shocked by an electric shock, many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, after more than ten breaths, he suddenly realized, and murmured: "I see."

Xin Chanjuan asked curiously, "What do you know?"

Ye Bai looked sharply and said: "It is said that spirit treasures have spirits. This last tribulation thunder is not only a test of this magic weapon, whether it is qualified to become a spirit treasure, but also a test of the king's master. A perfect refiner, or a living creature who regards the magic weapon as his disciple? If he chooses to be a perfect refiner, he will fail this test."

Xin Chanjuan and Dai Tianchang were stunned at the same time when they heard his words, they obviously didn't expect this step, after looking at each other, they shot Ye Bai an undisguised admiration at the same time.

This son's understanding of "nature" is really terrifying!

Ye Bai looked in the direction of Bailianmen, his pupils shrank slightly.

Now, it only depends on Master Wang's choice! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)

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