Daughter-in-law wants to ascend

The tribulation and thunder in the sky lasted for a whole month, almost without stopping during the period, the onlookers couldn't look directly at such Tianwei, they had already moved farther and farther away.

At a glance, you can tell the level of each other's cultivation just by looking at the distance between the crowd.

Jiang Tong was undoubtedly the last one standing. Besides them, there were a few people standing not far away.

Those who can stand on the same line as Jiang Tong are naturally Mahayana monks.The bosses who are rare to see on weekdays all appeared one by one, watching the catastrophe from the closest distance, and preparing for their own thunder catastrophe.

Several people are separated from each other by a certain distance, and at their level of cultivation, they rarely know how to fight at the same level.The difference in strength will not be too big. If you want to win the opponent, you can only go all out. The final result of this is to trigger the thunder disaster in advance and die together.

It is not easy to have today's cultivation base, and the higher the cultivation base, the more he cherishes his life.One by one wished they could hide so that no one would see them, because they were afraid that someone who couldn't think about it would come and force them to take action.

Of course, if there is something that can take advantage, they don't mind hitting the dog in the water. After all, thunder-type materials are rare, and if they can have more of the same, they will be more guaranteed.

People like Jiang Tong are simply a miracle in the Mahayana period.It can be said that the Mahayana monks least want to offend him. Not to mention his high strength, he is not afraid of death at all.

So when they saw him, they all moved their footsteps a little further away, for fear that they would be dragged into a martial arts competition by this sword lunatic because of the wrong stance.

Fortunately, Jiang Tong's attention was always on the thunder disaster in the distance, and he didn't mean to compete, which made all the bosses breathe a sigh of relief.

The thunder tribulation lasted for a full month, during which there was not even a time to breathe. All the people who watched the tribulation held their breath, their brows were tightly frowned, and their complexions became extremely ugly.

No one is sure to survive such a thunder disaster. I thought I was ready and could try to overcome the disaster. After watching the disaster, I felt that I was still a little less prepared. .

Qianfeng Mountain, which was originally a fairyland on earth, has long been turned into ruins under the continuous lightning strikes.The main hall where Fa Zun Huayu stayed had long since disappeared. Even with the eyesight of a Mahayana monk, he could not see his situation clearly in such a strong electric light.

But the thunder is still going on, everyone should still be alive.

Under everyone's breath-holding and burning eyes, the thundercloud became thinner and thinner. After the last thunderbolt was struck, the dark cloud billowed for a while, and gradually turned into seven-colored colors, and then there were seven-colored raindrops pattering down.

All kinds of plants began to grow crazily wherever it was touched by the rain. The scorched earth that was struck by the lightning in the past month has grown lush and lush in just a few breaths, and the rich aura is even stronger than before. a little.

Jiang Tong's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his hand, a row of jade bottles appeared in the air, dancing to catch the spiritual rain falling from the sky.

The other Mahayana monks also shot quickly. This is a good thing. If they collect enough, it can even help them resist the catastrophe.

Jin Zishu saw that everyone was doing something, so naturally he didn't want to be idle, but he didn't prepare a jade bottle in advance, so he could only use the pill furnace he bought to pick it up.

Jiang Tong glanced at him to see that he was happy to pick it up, and didn't remind him that such a spiritual thing of heaven and earth cannot be picked up by ordinary containers.

It seems that as long as it is something Jin Zishu wants to do, Jiang Tong doesn't want to use the rules and regulations of the cultivation world to restrain him.

The demon corpse had already recovered from being accidentally injured by lightning a month ago. He read Jin Zishu and used the alchemy furnace to circle it twice, then picked a large leaf from the ground and took it to the sky. It started to rain.

Naturally, some other monks saw their behavior, but Jiang Tong would not say it even if he laughed to death.

The colorful rain came and went quickly, even the fastest monks could not collect even one bottle.The demon corpse held a small handful of water drops in his hand, and poured them into the alchemy furnace under Jin Zishu's disgusted gaze. Because the quantity was really small, he couldn't even hear a sound, his two big eyes stared small, and couldn't help but looked at each other.

The colorful rain has stopped, but the colorful clouds have not yet disappeared. A beam of light descended from the sky, passed through the gorgeous clouds, and shot straight to the ground.

Obviously, that must be where Hua Yu stayed.

In the distance, everyone saw a figure stepping on the colorful auspicious clouds, slowly rising into the sky in that beam of light.

Master Huayu... Oh no, it's the voice of the Immortal Huayu, which came from afar, "Hahahahaha... I finally ascended!!! Hahaha! Little Pomo, you have to hurry up too! , I’ll be waiting for you in the fairy world! Come on, let’s go!”

Accompanied by his words, a bright light flew out of the beam of light and flew straight towards Jiang Tong.Jiang Tong stretched out his hand, and he held a piece of purple wood in his palm. After being tempered by Tianlei, the color looked purer than a month ago. Much bigger again.

Jiang Tong was not polite, put away the thunder wood, a rare relaxed look appeared on his face, and Chong Huayu waved his hand, saying: "Take care."

The protagonist has already ascended, and the bigwigs in the Mahayana period quietly left as if they had come.Huayu's successful ascension finally gave them a good hope. It would not be long before someone would try to ascend.

The top bosses are gone, and the highest remaining monks are the monks who have completed the transformation stage. Although some people are envious of Qianfengshan, whose aura has become more intense because of Huayu's ascension, no one dares to act rashly because of Jiang Tong's existence.

Whether you like it or not, no one dares to touch Jiang Tong's tiger whiskers, and they gradually spread away.

Feng Ling came to Jiang Tong with a smile on her face, and bowed deeply when they met, "Thank you for your generosity, senior. The younger generation will definitely remember the great kindness of the senior, and if there is any order, the younger will definitely die."

As Feng Ling spoke, her eyes turned red again.He has seen the power of Thunder Tribulation with his own eyes. With his master's temperament, if other spirit objects with thunder attribute are still there, it is definitely impossible to just return the thunder tree to the senior.But now he only gave the Thunderbolt Wood, which proves that he can only take out one Thunderbolt Wood on him.It can be said that without the materials of the seniors, the master and the old man may not be able to survive.

Thinking of this, Feng Ling felt very fortunate in his heart, and was even more grateful to the man in front of him.

Jiang Tong waved his hand, "The matter of Huayu is his business, it has nothing to do with you, you just need to practice hard on your own. Besides, I owe him a lot, so why do you need to be so clear about it between friends? ?”

"Yeah!" Feng Ling nodded and said yes, suddenly thought of something, "Senior, do you want to move to Qianfeng Pavilion? I can arrange someone to repair it right away."

Jiang Tong waved his hand, "No need." Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something and took out a list from his storage bag, "Do you know where these people are now?"

Tingfeng Pavilion is in business, and they are very well informed about the news. Although they issued tasks, they themselves refused to accept them, but it does not mean that they do not know the movements of those people on the most wanted list.

Back then, he swept the entire wanted list by getting list information from Huayu.For a long time, he supported himself by receiving rewards.

Originally, he didn't intend to bother Hua Yu with such a small matter, but now that Hua Yu has ascended, and his apprentice came to his door, he didn't bother to be polite.

Sure enough, Feng Ling took a look and nodded, "Well, I know about it..." As he spoke, he glanced at Jin Zishu next to Jiang Tong with some hesitation.

Jin Zishu was still staring at the direction where Huayu disappeared in a daze. It was the first time he saw someone soaring in the sky. This shocking feeling made him dizzy.

It turns out that it is true to achieve Taoism and become immortal.

At the same time, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.If he remembers correctly, his daughter-in-law has also reached the Mahayana period, and she belongs to the existence that can attract thunder at any time to ascend!

In other words, his daughter-in-law is likely to ascend to the ascension at any time!

For the first time since Jin Zishu woke up, he felt panic.Even though he knew that Jiang Tong had become a big shot in the cultivation world, while he was still an ordinary person who knew nothing, he didn't feel the gap between the two.

Although Jiang Tong's temperament has changed a lot, he is still gentle and patient towards him. He always feels that even after 3000 years, Jiang Tong is still the same Jiang Tong, the gentle, considerate, patient and kind Jiang Tong.

It doesn't matter if he changes, it doesn't matter even if he forgets him, anyway, he is still alive, Jiang Tong is still alive, then their days are still long, they have enough time, take your time.

Until this moment, he was awake in vain.Jiang Tong is different from him.

Jiang Tong is a cultivator, and he is a Mahayana monk. The place he is about to go to is called the Immortal World, which is the place everyone yearns for and pursues in this life.

And that place, he can't go.

Jin Zishu was in a daze, until he felt Feng Ling's gaze, and then unconsciously raised his head.

Feng Ling was taken aback. For some reason, Jin Zishu's dark eyes made her feel a little nervous?He smiled at Jin Zishu, and seeing Jin Zishu turned his gaze back, he took out the jade slip, recorded the location of the people he knew in it, and handed it to Jiang Tong, "People I know , it's all here."

Jiang Tong took it, glanced at it, and paused slightly, no wonder Feng Ling showed such an expression just now.

It turned out that there were several people on the wanted list, and they were all in the small mountain village now.

Small mountain village, isn't that the place where Jin Zishu was established?

It's no wonder that Feng Ling looked at them with such eyes, presumably he also guessed Jin Zishu's identity.

However, these people are all Jin Zishu's people, and Jiang Tong is not going to do it for him. He plans to see how Jin Zishu handles it first.

But when he turned his head, he saw that Jin Zishu was in a daze without knowing what he was thinking, and beside him, the demon corpse was jumping up and down around the alchemy furnace, as if trying to figure out why.

Jiang Tong thought that he was still struggling with the disappearance of the spiritual energy in the alchemy furnace, so he took out two bottles from the storage bag and handed them over, "This is fairy water. The more spiritual energy is abundant, the more you need to use it. Saved in a special way."

Jin Zishu looked at the two jade bottles in front of him with complicated emotions.Although he didn't know the goods, but seeing how other Mahayana monks cherished the rainwater, he knew that it must be very precious.

Jiang Tong himself didn't have a few bottles of such things, but he handed them to him casually without saying a word, and it was useless for him to hold them, and it was probably just wasted.

Jin Zishu's nose was a little sour. If such a good wife was gone, who would he cry to?