Watching the fat monk's figure gradually disappearing, the coachman couldn't help but look at Xiao Hei and asked: "We won't fight now, forget it?"
Xiao Hei sighed, looked at the calamity thunder that was about to fall in the sky, and said, "Bai Ling, tell Gao Yue to stay away from you. Don't let her stupidly break into your calamity. Are you looking for death?"
After that, he looked at the coachman in front of him with a bitter smile and said, "What else? If we continue to fight, either I will die or he will die."
The driver was speechless as he recalled the three previous explosions.
I'm afraid you will never encounter such a scene in your lifetime, right?
Thinking of Bai Ling who was taken away by Gao Yue, the coachman couldn't help but ask: "The fox can also practice cultivation. Will she eventually become a human like you?"
Xiao Hei smiled faintly: "Even if she becomes a human, it is just another starting point for her practice. This is a road of no return. Once she steps on it, she cannot look back."
Sighing, the coachman smiled bitterly and said, "If I had met the young gentleman earlier, I might have had a chance."
Xiao Hei was startled when he heard this, then picked up the wine bottle that Bai Soul had placed on the ground, shook it in his ear, and then laughed.
He handed the wine bottle in his hand to the coachman and smiled: "Good luck to you. This guy is in a hurry to survive the catastrophe. He hasn't finished the wine yet?"
The coachman was startled, took the jug and asked, "If I drink this wine, won't I become like the white fox?"
"Uncle, you are thinking too much."
Xiao Hei sighed and said leisurely: "Although it won't allow you to embark on the path of spiritual practice, it will allow you to live for a few more decades. It's not bad to think about it."
Thinking that the guy driving the car could be considered as following him all the way, and experiencing several life and death experiences, Xiao Hei saw that the door to his home was in sight, and he was no longer stingy.
As he said, if these spiritual wines are exchanged for young people, they will be able to gather energy and step into the path of cultivation.
But for the coachman's age, it can only extend his life.
The driver was a little disappointed when he heard this, and then he laughed and said, "I'm still too greedy when I think about it. In addition to making money, I can live for decades more during this trip. It's worth it no matter what."
Thinking about it carefully, he even felt pity for his companions who crossed the river first, because he failed to cross the river, but instead experienced many adventures with Xiao Hei.
Even if he sells his land, he may not be able to get back the spiritual wine that will give him decades of extra life.
Xiao Hei ignored the coachman, but released his consciousness and looked at Bai Ling who was suffering from the calamity.
As expected, Gao Yue stayed away from what he said, for fear of being hurt by the thunder falling from the sky.
After all, for her, such a scene would be rare in her lifetime, let alone a young monk in the Qi Gathering Realm.
Bai Ling found a lawn and fell to the ground, holding tightly the life-saving talisman Xiao Hei gave her.
While she was worrying, a black thunderbolt struck her directly from the nine heavens. The powerful power contained in it was much more terrifying than Xiao Hei's stunning sword before.
In this world, it can be said that it is the only existence in the world that can transform from monsters and beasts to transcend tribulations and become distracted.
The sudden tribulation thunder exploded on her head, and a bolt of lightning fell in an instant. There was a powerful destructive force, enough to directly kill a monk in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Fortunately, she met Xiao Hei before the tribulation, otherwise she would have ended up with the same result as her mother.
"Boom!" A sound almost knocked the distracted Bai Ling out of her mind, but just a blast of thunder caused her to bleed.
Gao Yue was so frightened that she screamed. This was the first time she had witnessed the power of a heavenly tribulation, let alone a demonic beast transcending the tribulation.
Xiao Hei's eyes were calm, looking at the tribulation thunder brewing in the sky, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, this is just a tribulation that breaks the realm, either three or at most nine tribulation thunders."
Afraid that this guy was thinking too much, Xiao Hei quickly said: "Don't think about anything. Concentrate your mind and deal with the remaining tribulation thunders. Don't be distracted."
Bai Ling silently took out an elixir, put it in his mouth and chewed it. Xiao Hei reminded her that this was a matter of life and death, how could she allow herself to be distracted?
The fat monk walking on the official road listened to a thunder falling from the sky and thought about how he had overcome the disaster that day.
I couldn't help but mutter to myself: "Is it possible? Am I wrong?"
As Xiao Hei said, even monsters have the right to practice, which is also the reason for their existence, let alone the mortals in the world.
At this moment, it seemed to him that he was so confused that he could not ask the abbot for advice, so he could only disturb the two old monks who were still in retreat.
The fat monk of Hanshan Temple walked silently under the catastrophe, gradually drifting away, heading towards his own other shore.
The great monk near Yecheng heard a thunder in the sky.
Coupled with the calamity clouds sweeping across the sky, they were like wild wolves smelling blood in the wilderness, and couldn't help but rush towards the direction where the calamity thunder fell.
This place is no more than seven or eight miles away from the imperial city. For these monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, it only takes a few blinks of an eye to get there.
For these guys, being able to witness the tribulation of others is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Maybe in a few years, this calamity will fall on his head.
There are also a bunch of guys who just watch the fun and don't take it too seriously. They just hope that the monks will be killed by the calamity, so that they can be like wild wolves in the wilderness. Likewise, share the opportunity in front of you.
A monk in the Tribulation Realm has a lot of treasures on his body!
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Let's say that in the backyard on the 17th, Qingyu heard the sudden thunder in the sky and saw black clouds rolling outside the imperial city. She didn't know what happened.
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At that moment, I couldn't help but look at the old Taoist priest and asked: "Master, what happened outside the city?"
The old Taoist priest looked at the old shopkeeper in front of him and smiled: "What do you think, senior?"
Yan'er was so anxious that she screamed at the side, wondering why brother didn't go home yet?
Qingqing touched her head and laughed: "Grandpa said that my brother would come back today, so he will definitely come back. Don't worry."
The old shopkeeper looked at the two little guys and smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is a tribulation thunder. Is it possible that your brother can't wait to break through the tribulation on the way back to the city?"
The old man was confused about Xiao Hei's practice.
The old monk and the old Taoist priest didn't let him pay attention to Xiao Hei's practice at all, as long as he valued the two little guys and taught them to practice slowly.
Xiao Hei was about to return to the city right now, and he really couldn't think of anyone else in the imperial city who would survive the tribulation not far outside the city?
Even if you want to overcome the catastrophe, you have to choose a quiet time in the night, far away from the imperial city, and even away from the world.
Otherwise, if your enemies take notice of you, isn't this an act of seeking death?
The old Taoist priest nodded, looked at Qingyu and smiled: "There should be no monks in the imperial city who are eager to break through the tribulation. If you are right, it is that guy Xiao Hei."
Qingyu shook her head and replied in disbelief: "That guy obviously doesn't have any spiritual power, how could he suddenly break through the realm? And then go on to overcome the tribulation?"
Qingqing looked at Qingyu clenching her fists and said, "Brother is the most powerful."
The old shopkeeper thought for a while and said: "It doesn't matter if it's windy or rainy outside, it has nothing to do with you. Just stay here quietly until you know the result."
The old Taoist priest sighed: "Yes, everything will be figured out when he comes back."
Yan'er whined twice and pulled her sister towards the living room.
Qingqing looked at the apricots that were about to mature on the tree and shouted: "Sister Qingyu, Yan'er wants to eat apricots. Come and help me pick two and have a taste."
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Bai Ling, who was under the calamity, ushered in the second calamity thunder.
In the rumbling sound, the calamity thunder not only hurt her body, but after taking a breath, she still felt a sense of irritation in her chest and palpitations.
So I had no choice but to whistle loudly to express the depression in my heart.
It wasn't until she stretched out her hands to slash twelve sword qi in succession that she finally opened up the flood-like qi blocked in her veins.
It was like breathing a breath of fresh air in an instant, and he cheered.
Not far away, Gao Yue, who had been biting her lip and staring at her silently, looked pale, shocked and speechless.
In her eyes, Bai Ling had countless scars all over his body and was covered in blood, as if he had already died when the thunderbolt fell!
Die under a catastrophe!
Not far away, Xiao Hei had been watching the calamity. Seeing her covered in blood, he thought that this guy might not be able to hold on any longer.
All it takes is one more thunderbolt to kill her.
So I had to remind him aloud: "Why are you still keeping that rune? Hurry up and stick it on your head. Don't let go. The next step should be the last thunderbolt."
Bai Ling sighed and replied with tears in his eyes: "I'm going to die here."
Even so, she obediently placed the rune in her hand firmly on her head.
He murmured to himself: "The Bodhisattva will protect me from the last thunderstorm. When it is over, I will go to the temple to burn incense for you. Please protect me!"
Xiao Hei chuckled: "You should just say that my brother bless you."
At this moment, the coachman sitting aside couldn't help but remind him: "Little sir, why do I feel that so many people are rushing here all of a sudden??????????????????? "
After drinking two glasses of spirit wine, although he could not gather his energy at once, it made him a lot stronger and his ears became much more sensitive.
Even if you are sitting on the roadside, you can still hear sounds from far away.
When Xiao Hei heard this, his little face suddenly became as cold as ice.
He said coldly: "It is said that the world is greedy. When I see someone here who is going through the tribulation, he either comes to watch, or he wants to take advantage of the person who is going through the tribulation to rob him while he is powerless!"
Having said this, Xiao Hei quietly took a pile of iron arrows and piled them in front of him, and tested the hardness of the bowstring.
He looked at the coachman and said with a smile: "You have been following me all the way. Seeing that you are about to enter the city, I will give you a few more bags of money. Don't drive anymore when you get home."
The coachman was startled when he heard this. He had already seen how those guys who had Bai Ling's ideas fell under Xiao Hei's iron arrows.
He thought to himself that you are so immortal that you came here to provoke this little murderer. This is a guy that even the eminent monks of Hanshan Temple dare to kill!
Xiao Hei's consciousness locked onto the grassland within a hundred feet under Bai Ling's Tribulation.
Looking at the Nascent Soul Realm monks who poked their heads out, waiting for the last thunderbolt to fall, they were about to pounce on them to rob them.
Xiao Hei smiled and said coldly: "Thank you!"
"Boom!"
The last three thunderbolts fell together, striking Bai Ling's head mercilessly.
Under the heavenly tribulation, monks in the world are not allowed to easily overcome the tribulation, and the monsters in this world are not allowed to have the possibility of becoming gods!
Gao Yue sensed the power of the heavenly calamity and was so frightened that she screamed, what should I do?
Will he continue to practice in the future? Will Xiao Hei be by his side when it is his turn to go through the tribulation?
The tribulation thunder didn't give the two women any more time to think. The three tribulation thunders turned into three long swords and slashed down on Bai Ling's head!
Amidst Gao Yue's screams, Bai's soul was shattered.
A huge golden light rose from above her head and turned into a giant sword to face the sword of thunder from above the nine heavens!
Just listen to the earth-shattering sound of "Kacha! Kacha!!!".
The three tribulation thunders that cut through the sky and destroyed the earth disappeared three feet above Bai Ling's head. Before Gao Yue's screams could stop, a golden light slowly fell.
Bai Ling was tightly enveloped after the disaster.
Bai Ling, who had narrowly escaped death, was silently bathing in the blessings from heaven and feeling the wounds on his body being rapidly repaired.
Thinking of my mother who died in the catastrophe, I couldn't help but burst into tears and murmured: "Thank you Bodhisattva!"
Gao Yue, who was not far away, looked at the men in black rushing towards them from a distance and screamed again.
