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“…”

Ren Pingsheng was slightly startled, and hadn’t reacted yet.

The body-refining pill was pressed against the root of his tongue.

“Mmm…”

Liu Yunmeng let go of his wrist, hugged his waist, her face flushed, and closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes trembling constantly showed that her heart was not as calm as she appeared.

It had come to this point.

It would be too hypocritical to refuse.

Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated and swallowed the body-refining pill that was sent to his mouth.

He put his backhand around Yunhe’s waist and pressed her on the bed.

“You… what are you doing…”

Her Highness couldn’t help but let out a cry of surprise, opened her eyes, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Ren Pingsheng smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly: “Your Highness gave me such a great gift, and I will naturally repay you with gratitude.”

His voice was gentle, but his eyes were extremely aggressive.

Liu Yunmeng's pretty face flushed, and her voice trembled: "No, no need..."

Before she finished speaking, she couldn't help but let out another exclamation.

Outside the house.

The originally gentle breeze suddenly became agitated.

The autumn wind blew down the few dead leaves left on the treetops.

After an incense stick.

The passing palace maid heard the crying and complaining voice coming from the courtyard, and her heart was instantly lifted.

"It's His Highness!"

She walked into the courtyard quickly without any hesitation.

Then she saw Qing'er sitting on the stone bench in the yard, her pretty face flushed, her eyes wet, looking a little strange, and asked with a worried face: "Sister Qing'er, what's wrong with His Highness?"

Hearing the voice.

Qing'er was slightly startled, and when she saw that it was not an outsider, she was relieved and explained: "His Highness is practicing in the house, it's okay, you can go out."

The palace maid looked into the house, with a worried look on her face, hesitated for a moment, and said: "His Highness seems to be crying..."

The voice was not finished.

Another cry of pain like weeping and complaining came from the room.

Qing'er's pretty face turned redder, she stood up and walked to the maid: "Your Highness has not practiced for a long time. It is normal for you to feel a little impatient when you are training your body. You can leave. I'll be watching here."

Seeing that she was speaking with certainty.

Although the maid felt a little strange, she didn't think about it anymore. She nodded gently and walked out of the courtyard.

Qing'er watched her leave, listening to the voice coming from behind, her pretty face flushed, and she couldn't help thinking: "Your Highness is like this, if Concubine Duan or His Majesty hears it, the prince may not even be able to save his life."

The thought came to this.

She didn't dare to be careless anymore, walked out of the courtyard, and stood outside to guard.

In a blink of an eye.

Half an hour passed.

Liu Yunmeng curled up in the quilt and fell asleep.

There were faint traces of tears on both sides of her cheeks.

Although it didn't break through the window paper.

But after all, he was weak, and was still exhausted after being tossed back and forth.

Not far away.

Ren Pingsheng, who was dressed neatly, sat on the armchair, frowning and sweating.

Half an hour passed.

The body-refining pill in his body had gradually taken effect.

At this moment.

He felt extremely sore all over his body.

Even if he didn't move, his joints still made a creaking sound, which sounded a bit creepy.

If I remember correctly.

According to the records of the ancient alchemy, the body-refining pill began to take effect after half an hour.

As time passed, the efficacy gradually increased, and the pain also increased.

It reached its peak after one hour and ended after two hours.

In other words, the next two hours were extremely difficult for Ren Pingsheng.

In fact, it was true.

In just one stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng experienced firsthand what it meant to be a heart-wrenching pain.

At first, the skin all over the body seemed to be torn continuously until the limit, and then it continued to be torn after it eased slightly.

Then the meridians under the skin seemed to have ants crawling, itchy and painful, the feeling is hard to describe in words.

Then the muscles.

It is no exaggeration to say that it hurts ten times or even a hundred times more than a sword piercing!

In less than half an hour.

Ren Pingsheng could hardly bear it. He picked up a piece of cloth, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit it hard to stop screaming in pain.

Even so, he still couldn't help but groan in pain.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The pain continued.

From the skin to the meridians, from the meridians to the muscles, from the muscles to the bones, the whole body was enduring the torture that was originally unimaginable.

In a trance.

He was even a little fortunate.

Fortunately, he didn't leave the body-refining pill to Yunhe.

Otherwise, she, a delicate bag, couldn't bear it at all.

Outside the house.

At some point, a strong wind suddenly rose.

The windows were rustling and the sky darkened, as if a storm was coming.

Ren Pingsheng, who was in the room, had no idea of ​​the changes in the outside world.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.

"It hurts!"

"It hurts so much!"

"It really hurts!"

The flow of time seemed to be decreasing.

I don't know how long it took.

The pain in the bones gradually disappeared.

Ren Pingsheng's remaining willpower told himself: "It will be over in a little while, hold on!"

Then.

The pain of the skin being torn appeared again.

Followed by the meridians, muscles, bones...

The pain just experienced was repeated again.

After three times in a row.

Ren Pingsheng's consciousness has become numb, his mind is blank, and he is persisting purely on instinct.

finally.

After experiencing the heartbreaking pain.

He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan and fell down on the table.

now.

The clothes all over his body were soaked with sweat, and his hair was extremely messy.

But look closely and you'll find it.

There was a faint golden light flowing on the surface of his body.

This is one of the characteristics of the sixth-grade martial artist's golden body.

The appearance of this layer of golden light means.

Ren Pingsheng successfully broke through the seventh level and advanced to the sixth level Golden Body Realm!

…………

at the same time.

Above the capital, the originally beautiful blue and sunny sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, blocking out the sun and giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The icy wind whined.

The thinner women could not even stand firm and could only hide in nearby shops for shelter.

Everything indicates that a storm is coming.

For the people in the capital, such weather is not unfamiliar and can often be seen in summer.

But after mid-autumn, the weather suddenly changed, and it became stormy in just over an hour. This seemed to be the first time in my memory.

In all major inns.

The people listened to the whistling wind and talked a lot.

"If there is a vision in the sky, there must be evildoers. In my opinion, our capital city may not be peaceful these days."

"What a mess, it's just wind and rain. The sage said that heaven's behavior is always constant, and it will not survive for Yao or perish for Jie. You don't understand such a superficial truth?"

"Don't tell me, this rainstorm is such a coincidence, maybe it really indicates something. During this time, weren't there rumors that the imperial court was going to compete with the demon clan?

The demon tribe is obviously well prepared this time, and the court may be able to handle it. "

"Bullshit! How can a bunch of little monsters turn the world upside down?"

"You can't say that. A few days ago, the man named Ye Xuan was still showing off his power in the city for a long time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone shouted loudly: "What happened in the end? Wasn't it seriously injured by Prince Zhenbei's sword? In my opinion, I, Da Zhou, will definitely win this competition!"

Mention the competition some time ago.

Everyone suddenly became interested, and the topic shifted from the rainstorm to the upcoming competition between the imperial court and the demon clan. Everyone looked excited, and the discussion was in full swing.

at the same time.

In the inn where the demon envoy stayed.

Jiuying slowly opened his eyes, raised his eyes to the sky, his expression was serious, his brows were furrowed, and he murmured: "It's another catastrophe..."

In just a few days.

There have been two catastrophes near the capital.

This means that if nothing unexpected happens, two more monks will break through to the transcendent realm.

And these two extra extraordinary monks are very likely to become resistance to defeating Zhou in the future.

At this moment.

He actually regretted signing the treaty with Emperor Zhou.

If Da Zhou wins the competition, in the next twenty years, the demon clan will not be able to invade Da Zhou in any form, including assassinating the opponent's genius.

Who can know.

In twenty years' time, will there be a second figure like the Martial Saint in the Great Zhou Dynasty?

but.

Then I thought about it.

In this competition, Dazhou is almost certain to lose, and his heart feels a little more stable.

"The thirteen cities in southern Xinjiang will belong to our demon clan in seven days. At that time, the fortune of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be further weakened. When the Martial Saint completely falls, our demon clan will be able to regain control of the Central Plains and restore its former glory!"

As soon as he thought of this, Jiuying's eyes burst out with sharp light.

Then, he withdrew his gaze and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

…………

royal palace.

In the study room of Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhaowu felt the catastrophe brewing over the capital, and his expression was extremely serious.

I still haven’t figured out what happened during the last catastrophe.

In just a few days, another disaster unexpectedly occurred.

What a strange thing.

Is it possible that there really is a hermit living in seclusion in the capital, waiting for the right time to achieve extraordinary breakthroughs?

Even if that were the case, wouldn't two peerless hermits appear in such a short period of time?

He has been on the throne for twenty years.

This was the first time Emperor Zhaowu encountered something that made his eyes darken.

This feeling of powerlessness is not pleasant.

"Wang Zheng."

"My slave is here."

Emperor Zhaowu looked at his personal eunuch and said in a deep voice: "Go to the star observatory and ask the eunuch to put down his work and concentrate on finding the person who can overcome the calamity."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Wang Zheng responded, turned and left.

Emperor Zhaowu watched his figure disappear from his sight and murmured to himself: "Who could it be?"

the other side.

Wang Zheng came to the observatory, passed through the towers, and saw Jian Zheng who was sitting in the formation. With a gentle smile on his face, he relayed Emperor Zhaowu's words: "The Holy Emperor ordered Jian Zheng to find out the nearest stars." A man who overcomes calamity twice a day.”

The center of the five-pointed star array.

An old man with gray hair and eyebrows, wearing a white official robe, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Zheng, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "For Your Majesty, the person who can overcome the calamity is far away. , close at hand.”

Wang Zheng was slightly startled: "Could it be that Master Jianzheng is talking about our family?"

The old man shook his head gently and said casually: "The secret must not be leaked. Please come back, please."

"..."

Wang Zheng's eyes twitched and he was speechless.

But he knew it.

At Jian Zheng's age, it is impossible for him to risk his life and reveal secrets at will.

It is already very difficult for him to give out some information.

only……

Far away in the horizon, close in front of us, is too broad.

Wang Zheng looked at the old man, opened his mouth, and wanted to ask for more clues, but saw that his eyes were closed and he was in a posture of seeing off guests.

After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and left.

Return to Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhaowu frowned when he heard the information given by Jian Zheng: "The older Jian Zheng gets, the more he likes to make things up. It's nothing more than the name of a person who has overcome the tribulation. Just tell me directly. Why bother to play riddles with me."

Wang Zheng stood aside, silent.

"Far away in the horizon, close before our eyes... Could it be that the person who can overcome the tribulation is in my palace?"

After thinking this, Emperor Zhaowu's face became more serious.

The powerful man who was about to break through to the extraordinary realm had been hiding in the palace without even realizing it.

If this is the case, the matter is even more serious.

Emperor Zhaowu thought for a few seconds, no longer hesitated, looked at Wang Zheng, and said seriously: "Follow me to inspect the palace city!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two of them left the study and walked around the palace city, one behind the other.

Everywhere you go, you have to feel carefully to see if anyone is going through the tribulation.

After walking around for a full circle, I didn't feel the slightest breath of the extraordinary realm.

Just when Emperor Zhaowu wondered if he had misunderstood Jian Zheng's implication.

Deafening thunder suddenly exploded.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

follow closely.

Between the electric light and flint, a purple lightning fell from the sky, rushing straight towards the palace like a dragon!

Until the moment before it was about to land, no one took action to stop this catastrophe.

"Does the person who has overcome the tribulation want to use the palace's formation to fight against the tribulation?"

Emperor Zhaowu and Wang Zheng looked at each other, and they could see the surprise and anger in each other's eyes.

To know.

The power of the heavenly tribulation is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

If such a catastrophe falls on the imperial palace, most of the formation will be destroyed.

After three catastrophes, the palace is no longer protected by formations!

This person who has overcome the tribulation has a heart that can be killed!

Emperor Zhaowu thought so in his heart, he no longer hesitated, rose into the air, and faced the natural disaster with his body.

He believed that with his own strength, it would not be a big problem to withstand a natural disaster.

the other side.

Wang Zheng saw Emperor Zhaowu fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation, thought for a second, and followed him.

Two extraordinary warriors, fighting against a catastrophe, save more effort.

Boom!

There was another deafening thunder.

The heavenly calamity hit Emperor Zhaowu and Wang Zheng, causing them to groan in pain.

It was as if my internal organs had received a heavy blow, which was unbearable.

but……

That's all.

"There are two more..."

Emperor Zhaowu's eyes were deep, and he looked down while waiting for the catastrophe to come.

he wanted to know.

Who is this disaster coming for?

"That's... Yun He's bedroom?"

Find out which palace belongs to it.

Emperor Zhaowu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his first reaction was how could it be possible.

After calming down, he frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Who is so bold as to dare to sneak into Yun He's palace to survive the calamity!"

I was thinking about how to deal with this person after enduring the catastrophe.

The deafening sound sounded again in the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Less than half an hour later.

The second and third catastrophes came as promised.

Just when Emperor Zhaowu and Wang Zheng thought that the catastrophe was over.

Looking up, he suddenly found that the heavenly calamity was still gathering among the layers of dark clouds.

"There is still a fourth heavenly tribulation?!"

Emperor Zhaowu and Wang Zheng's pupils shrank, feeling a little incredible.