I fell in love after the ashes

Immortal cultivators who have reached a certain level of cultivation can roughly predict the timing of their ascension to the Thunder Tribulation, and the possible opportunities in the future, so they can make some preparations.

The ascension of the ginseng fruit was too hasty, even Ji Xuan hadn't had time to remind him that it was time to count the thunder calamity of the ascension, and the ginseng fruit soared.

Huai Qing said: "You have always done things properly and thoughtfully, so you will definitely not make such a big omission. What's going on? Why do you look so surprised? Is this an accident?"

Ji Xuan turned and walked out, "Did you send someone to get the Vajra Mask?"

Huaiqing caught up with him, "At this point in time, Taishang Laojun has already fallen asleep! Besides, if it weren't for the vision in the clouds and thunderstorms, no one knows that there will be people in the Nine Heavens at this point!"

Ji Xuan reproached himself softly: "There is a Vajra Shield stored in the Tai Chi Palace... that's all, it can't hold up much with things. I blamed me for sealing my own mana. I couldn't even detect the improvement of the ginseng fruit's cultivation so fast for a while. .”

After the Town Demon Tower, he encountered something beyond his control and beyond his expectations.This ginseng fruit seems to be special to him. It makes him panic when he is still, and when he is calm and quiet in retreat, he can always affect his silent and dusty heart.

Ji Xuan knew that ginseng fruit had excellent roots, was born with a spirit body, and was a god-given talent for cultivating immortals, but he never thought that he would reach the threshold of ascension in such a short time.It happened that he closed the mana in seclusion, and he didn't even notice that he lured|abducted the ginseng fruit to the spiritual cave.

He thought it was just a matter of excellent aptitude, but he didn't know that the body of ginseng fruit was Yuwen who had been cultivated before. What's more, Yuwen in the previous life had the blood and talent that were not inferior to ginseng fruit. He only needs to close his eyes for a breath, and the realm is complete.

Yuwen Shenjun has never been unfavorable in the matter of practice, and the success is terrifying.Even his old friend Wu Xin said that he was a man destined to become a god and a god.

What's more, Yuwen, who was not germinated by the sleeping fire lotus for a long time, and Ji Xuan couldn't get a heavy blow after retreating, practiced with all her strength, and her realm improved by leaps and bounds, so Tiandao paid attention to it.

The first level of ascension to the Thunder Tribulation, the first level of threshold to become an immortal, and the life expectancy of ten thousand years in the immortal class, if you fail, your foundation will be destroyed.

The night of the Nine Heavens is as thick as ink, with dark clouds overwhelming the top. Different from the tranquility and tranquility of a clear night, the sky under the thunderstorm is stagnant and suffocating.

The immortals of the Nine Heavens rushed to tell each other, who is going to ascend?

Then they discovered that the place where the thunder fell was gathered around the Tai Chi Palace.

After a few muffled thunders, the intervals of the thunder strikes became regular. Judging from the sound, the thunder was not loud. Others thought it was just an ordinary, very gentle thunder calamity. They secretly envied the one from Tai Chi Palace, who was influenced by the way of heaven. The favor is indeed true, she is really the darling of heaven.

Not only is the talent so powerful that it is terrifying, even the thunder disaster is so easy!

All the immortals were going to sleep, Taishang Laojun ran out wearing a white coat and took a look, he was relieved, "It's okay, I prepared some vajra masks for Xiao Guozi, which is more than that prepared by General Tunan's Fairy Xiaolan last time. , will be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden burst of extremely white light in Jiuchongtian, which was a sign of heavy thunder.Thunder tribulations are big and small, small thunders will hurt the flesh at most, but big thunders will endanger the soul and foundation.

The thunder came down, as if the nine pillars of the nine heavens were toppled, the Milky Way water fell from the sky, and the destructive breath of the falling zenith made all the immortals shrink their necks, and then another thunder crashed from the top of their heads, shaking Kyushu.Looking from a distance, the magnificent barrier of Tai Chi Palace was shattered into pieces of gold, and the palace fell to the ground like a landslide, with red bricks and black tiles, and the room was full of mess.

Ruixue hurriedly put on some clothes and came out. His chest was flat, his long hair was loose behind him, and he didn't wear any makeup. He had the skeleton and appearance of a man completely. He ignored it and said, "Who has ascended? Who wants to ascend? What is Tai Chi?" Palace, isn’t the emperor already a god? My God, why did Taiji Palace collapse?”

The Taiji Palace was originally covered with an enchantment cast by Emperor Jixuan, but now it was shattered into pieces of gold by the sky thunder.The palace collapsed, leaving only a mass of ruins, and the thunder from the sky was still beating down.

Taishang Laojun shivered and said: "There have been nine thunderstorms, and it's not over yet. Do you want eighteen? A few years ago, Fairy Xiaolan ascended, there were many little thunderstorms, and there were only nine thunderbolts."

Xue Yan has also rushed over, and said solemnly: "I can no longer detect the breath of that ginseng fruit."

Everyone sighed for a while again, the Heavenly Dao gave him excellent talent and roots, and it was extremely tragic and harsh on the level of Thunder Tribulation.

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Yuwen was beaten back to its original shape during the third thunderstorm, a young and immature ginseng fruit, now lying in a pile of palace ruins, it is a fruit that is about to burn.

After all, he still underestimated his own strength. The time was too short and his cultivation was enough, but he still lacked the physique and powerful soul that a real god should have.

But it doesn't matter, he was accidentally ascended to immortality in his previous life, just carry it over, what he is best at is turning against the wind.

It's just that Lei Jie really hurt a little after being hit, probably because the soul was torn apart piece by piece, and then pieced together again, the pain kept repeating.Yuwen couldn't condense the spiritual energy in his whole body, his cultivation base was broken up, and he didn't have the strength to use his mana. He was buried in a pile of ruins, inexplicably recalling the calamity of his previous life.

He is the last deity of the Yu family, and his parents let him practice for thousands of years with a free-range attitude.Feisheng was somewhere in a wild place. He was beaten by Lei Jie so painfully that he passed out and was buried under the sand. In the end, he crawled out by himself and went back like a normal person, retreating for thousands of years.

In fact, it was nothing, it was vomiting blood and seriously injured.Now that he was beaten back to his original form, it would be the worst thing to practice from scratch, but he was afraid that if he just disappeared, it would be too late to see the emperor for the last time, so his bet was too bad.

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Lei Jie is a bit big, Ruixue yelled to go up to help, but was stopped by Xue Yan: "Lei Jie is a test for the ascension of immortals, if you can't survive this and need to use external force, then you are dishonest in cultivating immortals. Heaven will punish you again. This punishment is very serious, you should not understand, right?"

Taishang Laojun patted his old friend on the shoulder, "Look!"

A Suzaku bird rose from the ground, its tail feathers were bright and bright, and the beautiful feathers on the top of its head were as hot as fire, forming an enchantment. From the ruins of the Taiji Palace, a man in a dark blue robe came. ,

Then he stopped in front of a pile of ruins, picked out a ginseng fruit from the broken tables and chairs, shattered lenses, and debris all over the floor. It was as black as charcoal, and it was scalding horribly hot all over.

Ji Xuan touched the top of his head, and his spiritual power was circulating, as if the breeze was blowing, and the green leaves were born, revealing the slightly protruding white nose tip.

Yuwen seemed to feel something, his eyelids struggled a bit, there seemed to be light in his eyes, and he called Dijun with a weak voice.

Ji Xuan gave him some cultivation, and said in a low voice, "Hold on a little longer, don't fall asleep."

He didn't dare to cross too much, he was afraid that the little fruit that would hurt his viscera and soul would not be able to bear it. Fortunately, Yuwen had some experience with this, so he tried to open his eyes wide, and said nonsense: "I dare not fall asleep, I am afraid that I will wake up again." The Emperor is nowhere to be found."

Huaiqing's barrier couldn't last long, and the tenth thunderbolt struck. Ji Xuan used his power to block the barrier, but it didn't stop, and the thunder forcefully hit him.

Then No. 11, twelve... until an hour later, the eighteenth thunder ended, the little thunder subsided, the tumbling black clouds dissipated, revealing the bright night sky of the nine heavens, and a very faint crescent moon.

The atmosphere quieted down, Ji Xuan held the faintly breathed ginseng fruit in his arms, and stroked his head, "Okay, sleep for a while, and you won't lose sight of me when you wake up, I promise you."

The ginseng fruit's eyelids twitched twice, after all it was a serious injury to his vitality, and he fell asleep.

Ji Xuan raised his hand suddenly, and the Tai Chi Palace, which was originally in ruins, suddenly rose from the ground, with red walls, bricks and tiles, and flower rooms in the bedroom, just like before. The medicinal flowers burned out by thunder and fire seemed to be reborn.

A brand-new Tai Chi Palace reappeared in Jiuchongtian, as if the previous ruins were just an illusion.

Huaiqing transformed into a human form, landed on the cloud, and said to the stunned Ruixue: "I thought that Dijunsheng would not be able to hold on after nine thunderbolts, but he can still move his fingers and restore a previous Tai Chi Palace. .The same as a god, the strength of the emperor is probably three times more than mine."

Xianjun Ruixue said: "It is certain that the emperor's cultivation base has greatly increased after he came out of the retreat this time. However, the so-called destroying everything in one thought and reshaping everything in one thought, such a superb ability to turn clouds and rain with one finger, I did not expect to be here It can still be seen in the era when the gods are declining."

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Ji Xuan didn't care about the celestial beings outside the Tai Chi Palace, he brought the ginseng fruit back to the Guangling Hall, put the charred little thing on the bed, luck healed him, and his aura was as gentle as a spring stream.

Huaiqing walked in, and carefully probed the wound of the ginseng fruit, and said with a worried expression: "The soul is damaged, and the meridians of the lungs and meridians have been severely injured, and why do you reject my spiritual consciousness so little, I can't penetrate it."

Ji Xuandao: "How can people look at the sea of ​​consciousness of the gods at will? It contains all the memories and countless secrets. It is normal for the sea of ​​consciousness to be extremely repulsive. His soul and meridian injuries are serious. I will go through some cultivation bases and think again." Method."

Huaiqing pulled him back, "Du Xiu should not go too far, you know that too."

Ji Xuan also said a few words about Fairy Xiaolan's serious injury in Feisheng, and he knew it in his heart, but he suddenly panicked and lost his way.

Huaiqing thought for a while and said: "You gave a drop of heart blood a hundred years ago, the Tathagata said it has miraculous effects, why don't you give another drop of heart blood?"

Ji Xuan got up, Huaiqing picked up the ginseng fruit, and fed him a drop of heart blood.

After a while, Ginseng Fruit woke up in a daze, looked for Ji Xuan with his eyes wide open, stretched out his black claws and pulled Ji Xuan's sleeve, and said, "I'm not dreaming, am I? I seem to be dreaming all the time, always Dreaming of the Emperor."

Ji Xuan fed him some fresh spiritual dew from the Taoli Garden, "It's not a dream, it's already daytime. Xiao Guozi, you ascended to immortality last night. This is not a dream, it's real."

Yuwen gained some strength, stretched herself up, hugged Ji Xuan and rubbed against his unusually soft waist, "I practiced desperately, and finally became a fairy. Dijun, I will never be a small fruit in the future." , I’m a fairy. Dijun doesn’t need to deliberately avoid me to retreat, I’m also very powerful, Dijun, look at me.”

From entering the Taiji Palace to discovering his heart and pursuing the person he likes, he has suffered many hardships. He has never been able to transform himself to being unrecognized. There is a huge gap between them, and he has been chasing after Ji Xuan with difficulty.

Ji Xuan supported him, fearing that he would accidentally fall down. Hearing this, he immediately understood the ins and outs, and suddenly realized what happened to General Tunan and his Phalaenopsis a few years ago. Just shoulder to shoulder.

Ginseng fruit snorted softly: "Dijun, my whole body still hurts, it's hot, like soaking in chili water, Dijun, wash me with cold water."

Ji Xuandao: "This can't be washed. Go to sleep for a while, bear with it, and when you wake up, the wound won't hurt at all."

Yuwen also felt that his eyelids could not be opened anymore, probably due to too much wear and tear, he said in a low voice: "I don't want to sleep, and I promised to ascend to immortality, why didn't I feel any change at all?"

Ji Xuan said helplessly: "It's because the time is too short and you can't feel it. You are really in the class of immortals now. I won't lie to you. In the future, you will be able to take a position in the sky and become a decent immortal. I will go tell the Emperor of Heaven. Let me ask you to come to the Taiji Palace to be on duty, okay? And your name, let’s call it Lingyou, Ayou, you need to rest well, can I sleep with you for a while?”

Hearing this, Yuwen relaxed and didn't struggle any more. Feeling a familiar breath approaching, she closed her eyes completely and fell asleep.

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They slept for three days, and Ji Xuan suffered half of the lightning calamity, and only woke up three days later.

It was early morning outside the window, the singing of birds was crisp, and it was the season of hibiscus flowers blooming. The fragrance of the flowers was faint, mixed with a sweet and seductive smell, which he had never smelled in Tai Chi Palace.

He half propped himself up, half of his arms were held by someone, and the quilt slipped off, revealing half of the round shoulders and looming collarbone of the person beside him.

Compared with the exquisite and youthful facial features many years ago, the young man has grown up a lot, and the outline of a handsome and handsome face can be vaguely seen, with a straight nose, red lips and white teeth, black hair is pressed under his body, and he sleeps peacefully.

Ji Xuan suddenly remembered that when he was in retreat, he introduced ginseng fruit into the spiritual cave, and half laughed at the other party's youthfulness and immaturity. Now the ginseng fruit has grown up after being ascended, and it is already a standard mature fruit.