Good news, the elder is gone

The cloudy sky was low, and the strong wind blew under the pressure, even the ruthless vegetation bent down, and there was fine rain falling. Yu Guang sat on a big rock, surrounded by black air, and there was a red blood glow faintly Pass.

With him and the boulder below him as the center of the formation eye, there are 48 transformational killing formations set up within a hundred meters.If someone approached rashly and only stepped into the range of the formation with one foot, he would be strangled immediately.

There was more and more fine rain falling on his face, and the sense of coercion brought by the thunder calamity above his head became heavier and heavier. Yu Guang closed his eyes tightly and breathed out the aura of heaven and earth, but the voice belonging to Qingtian in his body was laughing.

"In 2000, 2000 years have passed since I fought that bald donkey."

He laughed at the rapid changes in personnel and affairs in the world in the past 2000 years, and the people who faced him back then turned into a handful of loess; he laughed at the impermanence of this world, and now the Venerable is now everyone shouts and beats, even the ashes are gone. Buried under the steps, for thousands of people to trample on.

"Back then he couldn't defeat me, but now he has been reduced to ashes when I come back, what else can I fight with me?" Qing Tian laughed.

Yu Guang closed his eyes and sneered, reminding lightly: "Be careful sailing for thousands of years, even if it's gone, the Bodhi Sect is still there, and the soulless disciple beside Xueliu is also a born Buddha. people."

"Bodhi Sect? The Bodhi Sect is now under the control of the waste of Xin, that is, under the control of this seat. As for the disciple with a broken soul beside your junior sister, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Qingtian sneered: "Back then, I brought eighteen arhats who had Buddha bones like him to kill me on Qingming Mountain. Except for those who were killed by me on the spot, the rest were severely injured. These severely injured arhats repaired their arhats in order to survive. The Buddha practiced the secret law of reincarnation and the Eight Sufferings, trying to enter reincarnation and then practice the physical body. But they were too injured, even if they regained the physical body, either their energy channels were incomplete or their souls were incomplete, and he was just one of the arhats."

"That's also a golden arhat." Yu Guang said coldly.

Qingtian: "Before I met you, I was possessed by others and already killed several Arhats like this, so why not have one more? Now that you have achieved great success tomorrow, when Lei Jie passes away, you will become a cultivator who can kill a Buddha." Xiu is easier than crushing an ant, so there is nothing to worry about."

"I can overcome the catastrophe, and Xueliu can also overcome the catastrophe. She has already reached the realm of transcending the catastrophe, but she has been suppressing her cultivation." Yu Guang said softly.

"You have my seat to help, so you don't need to be afraid at all." Qingtian Old Devil sneered, "You don't have to choose such a wild place to cross the tribulation, and even set up a killing array to worry about her coming."

"She won't come." Yu Guang said softly: "You still underestimate my junior sister. After she opened the sarcophagus and found that I was not dead, she didn't look for me with great fanfare. Instead, she hid herself and made plans before moving. If this time She came to expose herself, and the loss outweighs the gain for her."

Old Devil Qingtian asked back: "What if she comes?"

"Then congratulate you in advance for getting what you want." Yu Guang said, "It's a pity that she won't come."

Old Devil Qingtian sneered: "Little Nizi is just cowardly. Where can I go if I run away again? In the end, I am still in my pocket. And there is the Ghost Refining Sect, who dare to forget after changing a few old ghosts." The name of this seat is taboo, and Huang Quan's children dare to reject this seat, and then we must let them know how powerful this seat is one by one."

Qing Tian gritted his teeth, but Yu Guang listened to it with a smile, and said softly: "I chose to cross the catastrophe here, of course I have my own considerations, Xueliu will not come, but someone will come."

He didn't cover up the robbery, and he never waited for his Junior Sister Xueliu.

He opened his eyes, and his body was lucky again. There was a sudden flash of lightning in the dark clouds above his head, and amidst the shocking thunder, the first tribulation thunder finally struck down, covering it with a smiling jade light.

Thunder Tribulation has begun.

In the Sun Moon Library, the young Jane stood by the window looking at the bamboo sea outside, with a serious expression on his face.After a while, there was a knock on the door of the study room at the back, and a boy came in and said softly, "Master, the bell is ringing, it's time for you to go to class."

The young Jane was silent for a while, and then suddenly coughed twice. He felt the coercion of the thunderstorm, and said softly: "Today, please ask Mrs. Yan to take the class on my behalf. I have to go out for a while."

The boy was startled, and subconsciously said: "You haven't been out of the house for almost 100 years, and now..."

The young Jane glanced at him, stopped the boy's words, and asked softly: "Don't you always say that I should go out for a walk, why are you still talking when I go out now?"

He smiled and walked over to pat the boy's head, and said softly, "I'll come back as soon as I go, no need to say anything."

Seeing that the owner of the hall was rarely able to leave the house, the boy nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, I'll go right away."

Watching the boy leave, the young Jane turned around and walked back to the desk, reached out and took out all her boxes and put them in her storage bag, prepared a full supply of wound medicines, put on a thin cloak and directly opened the window from behind. Mountain left.

Thousands of miles away in Qingming Mountain, Xue Wangliu stood in the courtyard and sensed that the thunderstorm had begun. He clenched the letter paper in his hand, and his mind quickly flashed the faces of all Mahayana monks in the world.

Who is it, who will be crossing the catastrophe?

Is it the five old immortals from Shangjiao Zhengyu of Miaoyinlou Palace, or the old ghost of Huangquan from the Ghost Refining Sect?Or the couple from Lanze Jianmen?But if these people want to cross the catastrophe, there will definitely be rumors of retreat.

But nothing.

Could it be a casual cultivator with no family or sect?But I have never heard of the existence of casual practice in the Mahayana period.

At this moment, a name suddenly appeared in his mind, called Xue Wang Liu's heart trembled suddenly, his spiritual power was surging for a while, and his realm was unstable. The geese in the courtyard stretched their wings and wanted to scream when they were frightened, but they didn't know what to do. No sound can come out of someone's throat being strangled.

"Ding Hong, maybe Yuguang is crossing the catastrophe." Xue Wangliu said softly.

Seeing the sneer on his face, Ding Hong asked softly: "Then you also want to cross the catastrophe now? You have suppressed your cultivation for a hundred years and have been stagnant in the Mahayana stage. Perhaps now is the right time."

Xue Wangliu clenched his fists, closed his eyes for a long time in silence, then opened them slowly, calmed down before saying: "It's not a good time yet."

Ding Hong asked, "Then when will be the best time?"

Xue Wangliu remained silent, but pinched his fingers to infer his own lifeline.The person who wants to kill himself is about to cross the catastrophe, but the lifeline is brighter than the last inspection, and it seems that it has not been affected.

Seeing his silence, Ding Hong couldn't help but stepped forward and gave him a headbutt, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, I just looked at my lifeline." Xue Wangliu sneered, "It seems that Yuguang's tribulation has not affected my life."

As he spoke, he turned around and glanced at the small Buddhist hall with the door tightly closed, in which sat a Buddhist cultivator who was closely related to his lifeline.

There might be Old Demon Qingtian beside Yuguang to help him, now that he is about to cross the catastrophe to the stage of transcending the catastrophe, what level of cultivation has Old Demon Qingtian reached?

Is it the Mahayana period or the Tribulation period?Or is it a higher level?

Xue Wangliu suddenly wanted to know what he was thinking now, he took a few steps towards the Buddhist hall, then stopped, thinking of Nianshu who made him feel a little different today, he suddenly understood something.

He couldn't help laughing, and murmured: "So that's the case."

"Why is this so?" Ding Hong saw that his mood was a little off, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, I'm fine." Xue Wangliu shook his head, put the letter into his arms, and walked towards his room.He pushed the door open, walked to the hanger and grabbed the coat, but stopped suddenly.

Ding Hong came in after him, saw his movements and quickly asked: "Are you going out? Are you going to the place where you will cross the catastrophe?"

Xue Wangliu glanced at him, then slowly withdrew her hand, and smiled: "I was going to go out just now, but I won't go now."

If it was Yu Guang who was crossing the tribulation without any cover, wouldn't he be afraid that he would take advantage of his illness to kill him when he was at his weakest?It's impossible for him not to know, since that's the case, isn't he just waiting for him to pass?

"I almost fell for this old bastard." Xue Wangliu cursed.

Seeing this, Ding Hong nodded repeatedly: "It's better if you don't go. Although you said you suppressed your cultivation, the cultivator who has survived the thunder tribulation is always different. There is no need to conflict with him now."

Xue Wangliu nodded: "My lifeline has not changed now, even if he succeeds in crossing the catastrophe, nothing will go wrong, and even if Yuguang has the help of Qingtian Laomo, there is still a venerable beside me. "

He suddenly sneered, and blinked ambiguously with Ding Hong, "I just don't know, is the relationship between my senior brother and Old Devil Qingtian as close as I am with Nianshu?"

Ding Hong: ...

Ding Hong: "You don't have to."

If the relationship between Qingtian Laomo and Yuguang is the same as that of Xue Wangliu and Nianshu, then it will directly turn from a contest between good and evil to internal fighting in the sect, and the brothers and sisters will ask foreign aid to move their partners to help. It is worth going to the old uncle to mediate.

Arranging Yuguang's sentence made Xue Wangliu feel much happier. He sat on the chair and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and sighed comfortably.

Seeing him like this, Ding Hong couldn't help pecking the back of Xue Wangliu's hand with his mouth, and asked: "You said it was like this at first, what did you find?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered what Master Tian and Fairy Mingjing said before, and I suddenly figured out something."

"What's the matter?" Ding Hong asked.

Xue Wangliu lowered his eyes and was silent for a while before he said: "Nianshu and Liao are one person, and my lifeline is actually on me. The higher Nianshu's cultivation level is, the closer he is to the former Venerable Liao. My lifeline is getting brighter."

"Only by helping him to complete his energy channels, return his soul body, and change from Nianshu back, can I survive."

Ding Hong wondered: "Isn't this what you have been doing?"

Xue Wangliu was startled, and then smiled silently: "Yes, this is what I have been doing."

To transform a Nianshu who is full of satisfaction and only himself, back to the venerable who is full of all sentient beings, this is what Xue Wangliu has been doing all the time.

Seeing him like this, Ding Hong quickly said: "Don't think too much, even if he changes back, his attitude towards you will not change."

"You knew it wouldn't change?" Xue Wangliu glanced at him, "The soul of fate and the desire to return to their place, who knows what will happen."

"But what Nianshu did for you was seen by the broken soul in his body. He must also know what Nianshu thinks about you. He hasn't done anything to stop him now, isn't it? Is it the default?" Ding Hong asked back.

Xue Juliu raised his eyebrows: "Now is now, who knows what will happen in the future?"

He waved his hand not wanting to bring up this topic again, quickly took out the letter paper he had just put in his arms and flattened it, and said softly: "It's better to see who left me the letter first."

Before opening it to see the content, Ding Hong said first: "This letter has a ghostly air, it seems that it is a ghost sending a letter, and it is the secret method of the ghost refining sect to pass on information."

"Ghost Refining Sect, you also know that Qing Yuanzi and his four disciples are the only ones in my Fanzhou courtyard." Xue Wanliu guessed, "It should be sent by Qing Yuanzi. I don't know why he asked me for it."

If it was to persuade Xu Jiqing to drop out of school, then forget it.

The letter paper was unfolded, and there was only one sentence on it. Xue Wangliu glanced at it, and the letter paper spontaneously ignited, and was instantly burned to ashes.

"What's wrong?" Ding Hong was startled.

Xue Wangliu looked at the ashes in his palm, and said softly, "Old Devil Qingtian is in Yuguang's body."

The author says:

Qing Tian: I only enter your body and not your life.

Yuguang: I'm a little sick.

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I was very dissatisfied with the one sent yesterday, so I revised it from the beginning and sent it again.