After bankruptcy, I relied on metaphysics to become a top wealthy family

In the dark room in the alley of Beicheng, Master Wu, who wanted to kill Bai He but was seriously injured by Bai He, woke up choking on the blood in his throat.

The cramped alley room suddenly erupted with a heartbreaking cough.

Master Wu's eyes were splitting, his whole body was aching and stiff, and he felt like his hands and feet were no longer his.

He stretched out his hand to explore his own energy, and was suddenly startled and trembled all over.

It took decades of cultivation to reach the sixth level of Hunyuan, but overnight, it was cleared...

That's what he achieved through hard training day and night!

Master Wu wanted to cry but had no tears, so he could only howl.

If he said he didn't regret it, that would be a lie. He would just say, why are so many people concerned about a little devil of the first level of Hunyuan?

I bet this is a pit, a big pit!

But he jumped in stupidly and ended up with zero cultivation at his old age.

Oh my god, has no one ever considered his feelings?

Master Wu lay sluggishly on the ground and cried bitterly. He suddenly remembered something and quickly supported his body, which was almost falling apart, to reach the cell phone beside him and make a call.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone. Master Wu's body shook subconsciously, and he said weakly: "Senior Zhou, you failed."

Master Wu tried his best to explain today's events clearly, but there was endless silence on the other end of the phone.

After a moment of silence, a dull voice came from the other end of the phone.

"waste."

When Master Wu heard this, his whole body trembled as if he was afraid in his bones.

The next moment, the evil statue next to him that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and extremely evil, suddenly exploded with a bang and turned into pieces.

Master Wu's eyes were unfocused and his hands dropped.

"It's over, it's over."

Without the evil image to help him, his life would be over.

On the other end of the phone, an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit sat on the Taishi chair and slowly turned his head.

Under the light, the old face was very dark.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhou Yinhua, the old man of the Zhou family.

Next, a middle-aged man in Taoist uniform looked at Zhou Yinhua with a heavy expression. He pursed his lips and hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Zhou Yinhua crossed the string of beads in his hand that Patriarch Zhaiyue had given him fifty years ago, and said in a deep voice, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

The Taoist man sighed and asked what he had never understood: "Master, Bingqi has your bloodline, why don't you let him learn the technique?"

Zhou Yinhua, a close disciple of Patriarch Zhaiyue of the Baishu Sect, is extremely talented. He was once praised by such a mean person as Patriarch Zhaiyue for his outstanding talent.

Zhou Bingqi was Zhou Yinhua's grandson, so he was naturally at an advantage, but Zhou Yinhua never let Zhou Bingqi touch the magic. This made Zhou Mingyi, a disciple of Zhou Yinhua, unable to understand.

When Zhou Yinhua heard this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at the apprenticeship gift given to him by Patriarch Zhaiyue in his hand, and said with unclear meaning: "The Zhou family must leave a queen."

Zhou Mingyi was startled.

What does this mean?

Why did you just talk about staying with your wife? Is this matter so serious?

Before he could think more, Zhou Yinhua asked seriously: "Is the formation ready?"

When Zhou Mingyi heard this, he immediately said respectfully: "It's done, invulnerable."

......

At midnight.

It was a normal day, but now it seemed a little strange.

The quiet clouds in the sky suddenly gathered quickly, and strong winds blew for no reason.

The windows of every house were blown loudly by the strong wind, waking up many people in their sleep.

At this time, Bai Zhi was sitting cross-legged in the jade warehouse, quietly absorbing the jade energy that was pouring in from all directions.

The jade energy surged, moving around the internal organs. Suddenly a golden light flashed through, and Bai Zhi suddenly opened her eyes.

Fan Qingliu on the side noticed Bai Zhi's movements and looked over quickly.

At this time, the clouds outside were rolling and very unstable. Fan Qingliu noticed these movements and his eyes darkened.

Ancestor, what happened again?

Before he could figure out what was going on, Bai Zhi grabbed him up. With a stroke of Jiang Shan, the two of them appeared on a hilltop in Beicheng.

Bai Zhi threw Fan Qingliu to the ground, drew some talismans around him, and said in a deep voice: "Stay here and don't move."

Fan Qingliu fell to the ground on his buttocks, his face covered with confusion.

No, isn't it illegal to put him down properly? Do you have to throw it down?

Fan Qingliu was speechless. How could he, the dignified president of the Fan family, be like the trash thrown away by Bai Zhi.

Whose CEO could make him look so aggrieved?

What a shame.

He looked at Bai Zhi angrily, but when he saw Bai Zhi's face, his anger inexplicably subsided.

Hehe, it’s so beautiful.

He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment and asked seriously: "Where are you going?"

Bai Zhi waved her hand and ran to the top of the mountain, leaving only two words.

"Overcoming the tribulation."

Fan Qingliu was stunned.

Overcoming the tribulation?

Isn't this a word from a novel about cultivating immortals?

As far as he knew, overcoming the tribulation would bring about tribulation clouds and thunder, and then it would do this first, then that, and finally that.

So Bai Zhi is going to... be struck by lightning?

Fan Qingliu's pupils shrank, a little nervous about Bai Zhi's safety, but he only saw a white figure disappearing from where it was.

But at this time, in the middle of the night when everything should be quiet, many people got up and looked outside.

There was a small village not far from the top of the mountain where Bai Zhi was. A pair of brothers were also awakened by the movement and looked out curiously.

Wang Da: "I'll go, what's going on? Is there a typhoon?"

Wang Er: "Stupid or not, there is no way there will be a typhoon in Beicheng. In my opinion, this is the end of the world. Come on, come on, we have to find a way to stock up and wait for the space to open!"

It is not difficult to see that this Wang Er is a fan of doomsday novels, and he is excitedly guessing.

When Wang Dayi heard this, he rolled his eyes in disgust: "I'm sick."

However, before the two of them said a few words, there was an earth-shaking loud noise from the direction of the mountain not far away.

Now it was not just the two of them, almost everyone was awakened by the loud noise and got up and looked over.

I saw a purple lightning strike down without warning. At this moment, it was as if the ground was shaking!

The two brothers, Wang and Wang, were the closest and looked dumbfounded.

Wang Da: "God, Bodhisattva! Someone is going through the tribulation!"

Wang Er: "What about overcoming the tribulation? It's the end of the world!"

Wang Da knocked the melon on Wang Er's head and pointed in the direction of the lightning.

Wang Er looked over and saw a figure in a white dress and long hair sitting quietly on the ground in the lightning.

Wang Er was shocked and speechless for a moment: "Oh my God! Someone really survived the tribulation!! I'm going, I want to take pictures and post them online! It's amazing, this world is turned upside down!"

Wang Er took out his mobile phone in a panic, took a photo of this exciting scene, and posted it online.

At this time, the news that someone had survived the tribulation on the top of the mountain in Beicheng was widely spread among the Xuanmen people.

Really, this calamity cloud is so extraordinary!

In the Taoist Association, Cangxing's disciples hurriedly came to report.

"Master! There is someone on the mountaintop to the west who is going through the tribulation."