There is another powerful person in Chunyang Palace who is about to overcome the tribulation and ascend.
The purpose of summoning disciples back to the mountain is to let all the people in Chunyang Palace witness the ascension and transcend the tribulation with their own eyes, and to strengthen their belief in cultivation. This is the foundation of the great sect, and it is also one of the few places in the world where one can witness miracles.
Gu Cangyu, the acting head of Jinxu Peak, is about to survive the catastrophe of ascension. This strong man is not very famous in the spiritual world. He once carefully taught a certain dragon to forge iron and use heavy weapons. He is one of the five sons of Chunyang.
Bai Yujun, Xu Ling, Yang Mu Tieqiu mingled among many fellow disciples, watching from a distance.
The five sons of Chunyang ascended to the Immortal Realm one by one, and the young people of that year began to take up the important roles. Yang Mu, Chu Zhe, Gan Wu, and senior brothers and sisters Lingxu Jinxu also had to shoulder important responsibilities. It felt like Shenhua Mountain was like a large college. , the kind with extremely low graduation rate, those who graduate can live forever, and the rest can only be lost in the long river of time.
First, Gu Cangyu encouraged the disciples of the sect and arranged various matters for the Jinxu lineage. Then the master of Lingxu Peak, Jiang Li, the master of Zixu Peak, Qiyun, and his master, Yu Rong, came forward to say goodbye. After sighing, they all flew away from the mountain. At the top, Gu Cangyu began to prepare for the tribulation.
Thunderclouds gathered, and the momentum was so overwhelming that all the Chunyang disciples looked frightened!
"Hahaha~! So happy!"
At the top of the mountain, Gu Cangyu laughed loudly to dispel the fear in the hearts of all the disciples.
If you are afraid of heavenly calamity, why bother cultivating this immortality? Why be afraid now that you are embarking on this path? Many disciples have strengthened their faith!
Among so many people, those who remained motionless were all excellent disciples, and there was only one who stood out the most and was fearless.
Qingxu Yurong looked at Bai Yujun with a smile on her face. In the face of the vast thunder clouds, this demon beast disciple was the only one who remained unmoved. Although the demon cultivator has suffered many disasters, the benefits are obvious. There are no ordinary demons.
Rumble~!
There is thunder and lightning in the sky, and the power of heaven is majestic!
Bai Yujun's eyes flashed like thunder and lightning. After seeing the thunder tribulation of the ascension tribulation, he suddenly felt something. He wanted to use the thunder tribulation to improve his own lightning control level, just like he felt the artistic conception at the ruins deep in the Shiwan Mountain.
I found an old pine tree and flew up there, meditating on a thick branch.
Take a deep breath, calm your mind and be as pure as water, unite your mind and body, do nothing and be selfless...
Seven palm-sized clouds appeared around Bai Yujun, who was meditating. They looked like they were surrounded by several large marshmallows. The small clouds were floating in the air, which was so magical.
Suddenly, a small electric light appeared under the small clouds, like thunder and rain, and the crackling was very interesting.
The miraculous vision attracted the attention of many people. Such a weird and mysterious way of practice was unheard of. Many erudite Chunyang disciples had never read any book that recorded such a vision. The word rare cannot be used to describe it, because rare means that it is rare. We can see such visions, which are simply unheard of!
Therefore, many disciples simply stopped watching Du Jie and focused on studying Xiao Yunduo.
The little electric snake under the clouds is evolving, becoming more and more realistic and lifelike. It has been simulating real thunder and lightning. Now it is just more like real thunder and lightning than before, with a little momentum.
The divine thunder of Shenhua Mountain!
Many great powers in the world are envious and shocked. With a little induction, they know that it is a great power from Shenhua Mountain who has overcome the tribulation. According to the records over the years, the probability of Chunyang Palace ascending is extremely high, which means becoming an immortal...
On the top of the mountain, the bold and strong man laughed and endured the divine thunder. Jinxu's lineage was famous for his strong body.
When forging metal, you are also forging yourself, beating and refining yourself as a piece of metal, which is the path of external strength, much like most monsters.
A certain dragon has experienced three days of thunder and is used to it.
Time passes slowly...
The human race is worthy of being the darling of heaven and earth. After experiencing several thunder and lightning, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, revealing a gorgeous golden color. The petals of fairy music fell down, and golden light enveloped Gu Cangyu.
"Hahaha~ Fellow Taoists, I'm going~!"
The golden light dissipated, and the heavy weapon used by Gu Cangyu to overcome the tribulation flew down the top of the mountain. The Ascension Immortal Realm may not need such a mortal weapon and simply stayed in Shenhua Mountain. The weapon has experienced the Ascension Tribulation and its quality has been improved, becoming a rare spiritual weapon!
Bai Yujun opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yunduo, and then looked at the heavy weapons put away by Yu Rong with greedy eyes.
At present, no one in Jinxu can control this spiritual weapon, so it has to be temporarily stored in Qingxu Peak, the most reassuring place for safekeeping. A certain Jiao felt that he was the best suited to use that ridiculously heavy weapon on Mount Huashan.
Forget it, you have to be conscious as a monster.
"It's a pity that the time was too short and I didn't realize much. I'm so envious..."
Two of Chunyang's five sons have ascended, and the remaining three are unknown when they will leave. Bai Yujun feels that the master is waiting for Yang Mu to grow strong enough before he can confidently ascend. The fastest one should be Qi Yun, and Zixu's first disciple Ganwu is unparalleled in the world. Unbeknownst to people, even demon sects, evil cultivators, and monster beasts knew his name, which made Qi Yun smile a lot more.
Master Yu Rong had some insights and went back to retreat, and many advanced practitioners quickly flew back to their respective caves to meditate.
A certain Jiao felt that even if he didn't realize anything, he still had to go back and pretend, so as not to be seen as having a bad brain and not understanding anything.
After packing up, return to Qingxu Palace.
I went to the main hall to burn incense and exchange candles for melons and fruits. When I entered the door, suddenly water dripped from the eaves and fell on the incense shoulders. I looked up and saw that the ice skates hanging on the eaves were melting.
"Spring is coming..."
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Qingming.
The rain is wet, the Qingming incense remains, and the mud outside Bixi Bridge is cold.
When spring returns to the earth, Bai Yujun once again flies to the East China Sea to drive away the clouds and bring rain. The drizzle falls on my heart, and the slight coolness makes me feel desolate. When I look up at the sky, I can see dragons passing by.
Plowing in the spring rain is full of peach and plum trees in the world. The cold misty rain is full of coir raincoats, and spring flowers are covered with morning dew.
Dragon King temples, large and small, luxurious or simple, are full of incense. The number of tributes varies depending on the place. At least steamed buns and river fish are placed to honor the White Dragon King. Before spring plowing, people come to the Dragon King temple to worship and pray for good weather.
Bai Yujun works hard to drive away the clouds and improve the climate little by little.
As long as the place where rainfall was laborious before is no longer drought, and there will be natural rainfall occasionally, maybe the white dragon rain has dispelled the drought curse caused by the previous blood sacrifice of the Demon Sect. One thing will fall after another, and the heaven and earth will have their own means to balance.
Life is boring, constantly traveling between the East China Sea and the dry land...
Bai Yujun didn't expect that he would be busy for seven years.
He has been busy for seven years, so that people along the way often see dragons flying in the clouds, but no one makes trouble. Maybe they are warned by Chunyang Palace or they know that interfering with rainfall will harm their own luck. No powerful person is willing to damage his luck. Those who do not know their own destiny and want to cause trouble are just adding food to the white dragon.
Hibernating in the winter, the awakening of stings turns over and rises on February 2, the Qingming Festival begins to rain until the snow freezes.
The arid northern land that had been desolate for hundreds of years returned to green, and a lot of merits came to him. Bai Yujun felt that as long as he did not commit suicide and massacre the city, there would be no danger.
The last dry land received heavy rainfall, which soaked the dry soil and formed streams and rivers that filled the riverbed.
The rainfall that has lasted for many years has finally ended. The climate in the north has recovered, and the moisture flow can automatically form rainfall, but the people are still accustomed to attribute all rainfall to Bailong.
On the top of the mountain, a certain Jiao was in a good mood as he stared at the flooded river bed.
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