Good news, the elder is gone

The thunder calamity during the tribulation period kept the weather gloomy. Although there were occasional showers, the ground in the small courtyard was never completely dry.Some of the flowers in the yard were bent over by the rain, so Xue Wangliu simply picked them off and put them in a vase.

In the past few days, he and Nianshu would occasionally hold hands, and would sit next to each other to listen to the rain. They weren't too close, but others couldn't get in between them, so Ding Hong couldn't stay in the room at all.

But the two of them are not stuck together all day long. Nianshu often meditates for several hours.Every time he wakes up with his eyes open, his cultivation base will advance a little, the speed of his cultivation makes Xue Wangliu feel a little scared when he sees it.

Nianshu's silence increased as well as his cultivation base, only when Xue Wangliu was beside him would he speak, and the expression on his face would be a little more vivid.If only Ding Hong was by his side, he wouldn't say a word even after waking up from trance, his face was as calm as a stone Buddha, he would only sigh occasionally, feeling sorry for some reason.

Another afternoon, Xue Wangliu was sitting in the room reading a book while waiting for Nianshu to wake up from trance.

Xue Wangliu was sitting on one side of the clinical couch, and Nianshu was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the other side. There was also a small clay stove boiling water in the room.

Just as Xue Wangliu put down the notes in his hand, Nianshu who was next to him woke up from the trance and went to the clay stove to pick up the kettle to add water to the teapot. For a while, the fragrance of tea filled the room, calling Ding Hong who was sleeping. They all moved.

"What day is it?" Xue Wangliu closed the letter and put it aside, turned his head and opened the window a little, looked outside and said, "It's been raining non-stop, it's so annoying."

Nian Shu said softly: "It's already the fourth day, the thunder tribulation should end today."

"Qingtian and Yuguang share the same body, so they should be considered as two people, maybe it will take eight days to double the time." Xue Wangliu clicked his tongue, looked at the sky and murmured: "It would be great if I could kill them directly. "

Killing these two bastards will lead to the end of the whole drama. He and Nianshu can catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival and go to the capital to visit temple fairs and buy some mooncakes together.

"If the thunder calamity fails, there will be signs in the world, and Master will feel it." Nian Shu poured a cup of tea for Xue Wangliu and put it in front of him, and said softly: "Master, drink tea first."

Xue Wangliu closed the window, turned his head to look at Nianshu for a while, and suddenly asked: "Ask the one in your body, how many days did you use for the thunder calamity during the tribulation period?"

Nianshu was startled, and then heard the master continue: "He said that his cultivation base is higher than mine, so he should be a monk in the tribulation period."

"I'm just asking for Master." Nian Shu said with a smile.

But when he realized what was in his heart, he asked back: "Didn't you already read the memory, do you still want to ask me?"

Nian Shu: "But Master doesn't know."

He pretended to be silent for a while, and then answered Xue Wangliu's question: "He said that it only took two days to cross the tribulation, so this time Qingtian's thunder calamity is already the longest among the thunder tribulations."

"So it is."

Xue Wangliu took a sip of tea, and seeing Nianshu crossed his legs and began to spin beads and chant sutras again, with an immobile Bodhisattva appearance, Xue Wangliu couldn't help but reached out and poked his arm.

Nianshu Zhuanzhu's hand paused, then turned to look at him and asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's a bit boring, stop reciting scriptures and talk to me." Xue Wangliu looked at him with his chin propped up.

When Nianshu heard this, he laughed. He put away the prayer beads, turned around and sat cross-legged facing Xue Wangliu, and asked softly, "What does Master want to say?"

"Of course you can talk about anything." Xue Wangliu handed the teacup to Nianshu, and asked with a smile: "Drinking tea and chatting at Qingming Mountain on a rainy day, isn't this exactly the same as you and Qingtian back then?"

Nian Shu paused, then smiled and shook his head: "This is not the same."

"What's the difference?" Xue Wangliu shook the teacup in his hand, "Aren't they all drinking tea?"

Nianshu said softly: "At the beginning, I just met him by chance, and we drank tea and chatted just to wait for the rain to stop and the sunrise, but I sat here chatting and drinking tea with Master, but I didn't want the rain to stop."

If the rain stops and the sky clears up, it means that the thunder tribulation of Qingtian and Yuguang has passed smoothly, and the half-day leisure of floating life between myself and my master is coming to an end, and no one knows what will happen next.

Xue Wangliu was silent for a while, then said softly: "That's right."

He stretched out his hand and pushed the window open again, watching the falling raindrops strung like pearl chains under the eaves, and said softly, "It's good that the rain doesn't stop."

Sometimes life always backfires. If it’s sunny tomorrow for an outing, then it’s going to rain.But if it's a physical test and you want torrential rain, God insists on sunny days to illuminate the world.

As soon as Xue Wangliu finished speaking, the rain stopped abruptly like pulling the main gate, which made him stunned for two seconds, and then slapped himself on the mouth.

"Call you nonsense."

A ray of sunlight peeked out from between the clouds, illuminating the puddles on the ground.It was just the effort of a gust of wind, all the dark clouds were dispersed, and the sunny days were returned to the world.

The stone under him turned into dust and was blown away by the wind the moment he got up, Yuguang grabbed a piece of clothing out of thin air and put it on himself, and simply tied up his loose black hair.

With a body full of spiritual power, well-developed senses, and a kind of connection with heaven and earth, after 2000 years, Qingtian finally returned to the top of the monks in the world, remembering that it has been buried under the stone bricks for thousands of people to trample on. No, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

He asked: "Yu Guang, how do you feel as a monk who has crossed the catastrophe?"

"Generally, there is no difference from before."

Hearing Qingtian's laughter, Yuguang also showed a smile on his face, and asked softly, "Why are you so happy to see that I have reached the Tribulation Transcending Period?"

"Why can't I be happy?" Qing Tian sneered, "You have passed the catastrophe and that Xueliu is not yet at the stage of Mahayana, it is easy to hold her, and my return to the world is just around the corner, so I am naturally happy."

Yu Guang nodded: "So that's the case. I thought it was the ancestor who sincerely congratulated me. It seems that the friendship of these 800 years is nothing more than that."

"If you hadn't set up a trick when my soul and body were weak, and caused me to swear the demon oath, I would have taken your body as my own, and now I'm afraid I would have ascended to the upper realm long ago!"

Qingtian was a little annoyed, but Yuguang was relaxed, and said with a smile: "No one wants to live. If the ancestors hadn't sworn not to take my body, Yuguang would have died long ago."

"It's good that you know." Qing Tian said bitterly: "If you didn't have a junior sister who is also a fellow practitioner of the Impermanence Sun Moon Kung Fu, I would definitely not let you go."

Yu Guang tied the belt, not taking Qing Tian's threat to heart, he said lightly: "Then please ask the ancestor to return to the world after obtaining the body of my junior sister, and please spare my life because of the 800 years of friendship."

"Since I vowed not to embarrass you, I will do what I say." Qing Tian sneered, "On the contrary, don't forget how I have helped you in the past 800 years, and don't be an ungrateful person."

Yu Guang put on his shoes and socks, raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, Patriarch, I am naturally not."

"Whether you are ungrateful or not, you know it well." Qing Tian said softly, "I have seen a lot of cases of brothers and sisters killing each other, but this is the first time I have met someone like you who is not enough to die and ruined his reputation."

Although he is not a good thing, he is also clearly bad. He never makes excuses for himself, but this Yuguang Immortal is different.

Not only does he want people to die, but he also wants people to rot in the ground before they die, so as to fulfill his glamor and sanctity.

"Don't worry about your ancestors, this junior will remember your kindness for helping me in this life." Yu Guang smiled and patted off some of the burnt black remaining on the back of his hand, glanced around, and sighed: "I thought I would really meet with my ancestors. It is said that there is a huge crowd of people, but it seems that there is no one.

Qingtian sneered: "I'm just afraid of the coercion of you, a cultivator who crosses the tribulation, and dare not approach. The spies from the big family families a hundred miles away are waiting."

"Really?" Yu Guang laughed, straightened his clothes and said, "That's really very honorable."

"Before you said that Xueliu would not come, but someone will come. What about people, why didn't I see it." Qing Tian asked.

Yu Guang looked at the forest in front of him, smiled and said, "What's the hurry, I'll be here soon."

A gust of wind blew by, Qing Tian was stunned, he really felt someone approaching, and his cultivation was not low, he was a Mahayana monk.

Yu Guang walked directly towards the direction of the person. He restrained the expression on his face, and his steps became faster and faster, until he walked into the woods, then gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.

Not far away stood a man with a weak face and coughing. He was wearing a light green cassock embroidered with poems in silver thread. The mottled sunlight fell on his face, making his skin paler.

Yu Guang stared at that person without speaking, Qing Tian couldn't hold back and asked, "Who is he?"

Yu Guang didn't answer his question, but the sickly man took two steps forward with an expression on his face that couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"You're here." Yu Guang finally opened his mouth and smiled at the young Jane who was walking towards him.

When Qingtian saw Yuguang's attitude, and saw this man stretching out his hand, he thought it was his own, and wanted a brother to hug him after a long absence. It was crushed.

Young Jian slapped Yu Guang's face sideways. He didn't use his spiritual power to resist, and the half of his face that was beaten was already red and swollen.

Qing Tian, ​​who had never even hit him with his own mother, uttered a startled cry and asked loudly, "What are you doing?"

He is connected with Yuguang's senses, this slap kills two birds with one stone, it looks like it is Yuguang, but Qingtian also feels the same.

It hurts so much to pinch the horse.

But the young Jane's eyes slowly turned red. The person who was beaten was fine, but the one who beat him looked like he was about to cry.He closed his eyes fiercely and opened them again, and slowly reached out to touch Yu Guang's sideways face.

The movement was gentle and careful, completely different from the slap just now.Qingtian finally tasted something unusual, this man must have something to do with Yuguang.

It's not incomprehensible to be slapped after being too emotional after parting and reunion in life and death. Qingtian endured the slap patiently, looked at the tearful eyes of the person in front of him, and waited to see him cry.

But before the person could cry, Qing Tian slapped him again.

With a sound, Yu Guang's face turned from left to right, and now both sides of his face swelled into an axisymmetric shape.

Qingtian: ...

The author says:

Qing Tian: It's almost done, don't hit me, okay?Just hit one person if you want to fight!

Young Jane: Ah, this wave, this wave blooms on the left and right.

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