The calamity thunder rolled, as if it was about to split the earth.
Mo Tianchen used his body to bear the increasingly powerful tribulation thunder, one after another.
His internal injuries were also getting worse. In the end, it was no longer blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but blood spurting out from his uncontrollable mouth.
Gu Qingxi clenched her fist tightly and silently counted in her heart how many more calamity thunders there were.
By the time of the fortieth calamity thunder, Mo Tianchen's vision had turned black. Dantian is completely unable to gather spiritual power.
He has been struggling to support himself.
Because he knew that once he fell, his little disciple would definitely rush up to defend him from the thunder.
He would never allow such a thing to happen, so he almost fell down several times, but he managed to survive. All his magic weapons and elixirs have been used up, and there are no more magic weapons and elixirs in the storage bag that can be used.
But when the forty-fourth tribulation thunder struck down, he knew that he could no longer hold on. This tribulation thunder is thicker than any previous tribulation thunder.
Tribulation thunders as thick as pillars roared and rushed from the sky.
Mo Tianchen's figure swayed and he closed his eyes unwillingly.
But the next moment, after the thunderbolt fell on him, he opened his eyes wide in shock.
This huge and seemingly terrifying thunderstorm felt like it was tickling him when it fell on him.
It doesn't feel wrong, it really does feel like it's scratching an itch.
Mo Tianchen opened his eyes and looked at the sky, his mind filled with questions.
Before he could react, the next thunderbolt had already arrived.
Still tickling.
His back was really itchy.
Okay, sure, God gave him a break again because of his little disciple.
If it really hits like this, he really won't be able to resist it.
Mo Tianchen just stood there quietly, waiting for the last few thunderbolts to fall with great force.
The last thunder is no longer a calamity thunder, but a gift and reward.
This calamity thunder cleanses the meridians and cuts down the meridians, and forges the muscles and bones. Healed all the injuries on Mo Tianchen's body.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed and the spiritual rain fell.
A ray of light hit Mo Tianchen, and a bright hole appeared faintly in the sky.
Mo Tianchen is about to ascend!
A smile appeared on Gu Qingxi's face. She flew with her sword and rushed to Mo Tianchen's side.
Mo Tianchen hugged Gu Qingxi tightly in his arms.
Gu Qingxi buried her head in Mo Tianchen's chest, her eyes were sore.
She knew that the time had come to say goodbye to her master.
"The separation is for reunion, little disciple, master is waiting for you above." Mo Tianchen let Gu Qingxi hold his body and said with a smile.
"Yeah." Gu Qingxi said with some choking. Then he reached out and plucked the master's curly hair. It felt so good. She didn't want to be separated from her master.
The bright light in the sky hit Mo Tianchen, seeming to urge him to leave as soon as possible.
Mo Tianchen transformed into a human form, stretched out his hand and touched Gu Qingxi's head, then raised his head and waved to his disciples, who were members of the Tianqing Sect, and flew towards the sky with his feet a little lower.
A huge suction force sucked Mo Tianchen away. Mo Tianchen's figure gradually became smaller, and finally flickered and disappeared directly from everyone's eyes.
Gu Qingxi stood there, looking up at the sky, and did not look back for a long time.
Ye Wuchen came to Gu Qingxi's side, took her into his arms, and whispered: "I will meet Master again."
Gu Qingxi's voice was choked: "Yes."
After so many years, the first person in the world of cultivation has finally ascended.
Next, it was like the gates of the world of cultivation were opened, and the monks ascended one after another.
Gu Qingxi sent away one acquaintance after another. Her disciples ascended one after another. Heaven seemed not to allow powerful beings like them to stay in this world, and constantly urged these people to ascend.
The first disciple to ascend was her eldest disciple, and it seemed that they came in order, followed by the second disciple, then the third disciple, and then the fourth disciple.
When the sixth disciple was about to ascend, he held on to Gu Qingxi's thigh and cried with snot and tears. He was the Lord of Southern Xinjiang. She was just a child who wanted to leave her parents and travel far alone. She didn't want to leave Master, she just wanted to stay with Master.
But if she doesn't ascend, the way of heaven can directly chop her soul to pieces.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that she will never be able to be with her master again.
Therefore, Qu Feixuan cried and soared.
And the seventh disciple Bai Muye, who always had an expressionless face and a cold heart, actually had moisture in his eyes before he ascended, and he didn't want to let go of Gu Qingxi while he was holding her in his arms.
It was Ye Wuchen who pulled him by the collar and dragged him away.
Ye Wuchen said with a dark face: "You are not a three- or four-year-old child now, you are already an old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years. Don't act like a baby! Besides, there are differences between men and women!"
Bai Muye glanced at Ye Wuchen, and then said to Gu Qingxi, "Master, he is like a stepfather."
Gu Qingxi almost couldn't hold back her laughter.
Bai Muye also ascended like this.
And because Feisheng was about to leave his master, the person who cried the most was not Qu Feixuan, but his eighth disciple Su Wanling.
"Master, I don't want to ascend now. I want to wait for you to ascend together. Why does Heaven want to urge me?" Su Wanling cried so hard that he almost hiccupped. Although he has lived for tens of thousands of years, he has been sleeping most of the time and has not experienced as much as his brothers and sisters. Mentally, he is still a teenager.
"Good boy, go up first. Senior brothers and sisters will take care of you. The Master Council will be here soon." Gu Qingxi sighed, touched Su Wanling's head, then turned to look at Qin Cangyuan who was standing aside, " Isn’t there someone who will accompany you to ascend together?”
As a result, Su Wanling cried even more miserably.
"I don't want to ascend with him. I want to ascend with Master."
Qin Cangyuan's mouth twitched, as if he was disgusted. He doesn't want to ascend with this person who is crying all the time, okay? It's so childish and embarrassing! He also wanted to ascend with the Lord. He just wanted to carry out the hug to the end.
Su Wanling was stupid and did not delve into the reason why Tiandao urged him so urgently. But he is different. He is strong, has lived for so long, has experienced more, and has many scheming people. He has already smelled something wrong.
However, he guessed that the Lord should have noticed it long ago. That's why the Lord took the same attitude as Heavenly Dao and urged them to ascend quickly.
Su Wanling finally ascended with Qin Cangyuan.
Qin Cangyuan clearly felt that the thunder struck him half to death, but the thunder on Su Wanling's side was louder and less powerful. In the end, he lay on the ground, and Su Wanling could still stand and wave to Gu Qingxi.
God is unfair!
But he could only hold it in.
Can't afford it!
Gu Qingxi had indeed noticed something was wrong.
The way of heaven constantly urges the monks in this plane whose strength has reached ascension to ascend quickly. And it seems that the farther you go to the back, the less powerful the thunder is, which means that the conditions for ascension are relaxed.
Why?
Gu Qingxi looked up at the sky, because, had something happened in the previous plane?
