In the blink of an eye, Xue Tianqing has spent eight years in Hentian Peak.
In the second year, he had already traveled all over Hentian Peak.
In the third year, a brand new wooden house was built at the feet of Liu Qing.
In the fourth year, the wooden house becomes a small courtyard, and the green branches and leaves of the willows serve as natural parasols.
Liu Qing is the big tree that became a spirit. In the third year after coming here, Xue Tianqing gave it this name.
At this time, Xue Tianqing had already shown his majesty at Hentian Peak, and all the creatures began to walk around him. No spirit was willing to provoke this murderous god.
Time is passing by, but the snowy sky and sunny weather have not changed at all. Time seems to be unable to leave a mark on it.
Not only that, his physical strength now is unmatched when he first arrived at Hentian Peak.
With a few ups and downs, you can reach the top of a cliff that is more than ten feet high, without blushing or heart beating.
A beast that is comparable in size to a tiger, he can throw it several feet at a time.
These things were something he would never have dared to think about in his first year.
Xue Tianqing believed that his own changes were caused by the environment at Hentian Peak.
According to Qingyue, the twelve peaks of Fangcun Mountain are places where spiritual energy gathers. Even if a mortal is here, unimaginable changes will occur after many years.
No wonder there are no practitioners in the world. It turns out that the breath of the mortal world has such a great influence on spiritual practice.
You can reach this point if you don't know a single bit of magic.
What would it be like if it were supplemented by Taoist cultivation methods?
Every year on the 30th, Qingyue would bring a meal and wine to Xue Tianqing, as well as two new clothes.
But when the food and wine were served for the fifth time, Qingyue frowned when she looked at Xue Tianqing.
Xue Tianqing wanted to ask more questions, but Qingyue just shook her head and didn't want to say more.
In the next two years, Qingyue's brows became more and more frowned, but she still didn't tell Xue Tianqing why.
Qingyue didn't say anything, and Xue Tianqing didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, she was jumping around without any discomfort.
After the food and wine were delivered for the eighth time, Qingyue looked at the small courtyard where a lot of furniture had been added and nodded.
"Uncle Master, I didn't realize you were such a sophisticated person at first."
Xue Tianqing chuckled: "We have an old saying there: How can you sweep the world if you don't clean one house? Although I don't have the ability to sweep the world, I can still clean the house. After all, this is where I live."
Qingyue nodded: "You have to live here for four more years, so be careful during this period."
Seeing that Xue Tianqing was puzzled, Qingyue pondered for a moment before speaking: "To become a Daluo Golden Immortal, you need to go through eighteen great tribulations. I think your first tribulation is coming soon."
Xue Tianqing was stunned when she heard this: "Isn't it right? I haven't practiced yet, how can I be in trouble?"
"Who says you haven't practiced? Haven't you been practicing for the past eight years of Hattian Peak? If you hadn't practiced, how could you have jumped up the cliff and fought the beasts with bare hands?"
Seeing Xue Tianqing's confused look, Qingyue continued: "The creatures in Hentian Peak are all transformed by the essence of the mountain. You have eaten their flesh and blood, and coupled with the baptism of the spiritual energy of the mountain, your physical body has undergone earth-shaking changes."
Hearing this, Xue Tianqing suddenly realized: "I see, but are these beasts too weak? I have never practiced Taoism, but now I can easily deal with them. If someone from the same sect who has practiced Taoism can come and go freely, what else can they say? Experience?”
"Weak? If the Patriarch lets go of the restrictions, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive even a day. Although these beasts are transformed by essence, they also have their own bodies, and many of them have become immortal bodies."
Seeing that Xue Tianqing was silent, Qingyue continued: "Hatetian Peak is where our disciples train their muscles and bones, and muscles and bones are the foundation of Taoist cultivation. I hope that my uncle will not slack off."
"What I said today has violated the instructions of our ancestors, so you should do it yourself. Heavenly tribulation is no joke. If you survive it, you will achieve the supreme Taoist fruit. If you cannot survive it, your soul will fly away and you will be removed from the world."
Seeing Qingyue about to leave, Xue Tianqing quickly asked: "Isn't it said that one has to go through three disasters and eight disasters to achieve the goal of cultivating Taoism? Why did it become eighteen disasters?"
Qingyue shook her head: "I don't know where you heard this, anyway, I don't know."
After Qingyue left, Xue Tianqing looked at Liu Qing and said, "Have you ever experienced a natural disaster?"
But the only answer he received was the rustling of leaves.
The next few days were very snowy and sunny, and I was very cautious, and even the slightest disturbance would break out into a cold sweat.
But as time passed, he gradually relaxed: was Qingyue scaring him?
One day a month later, Xue Tianqing leaned on Liu Qing and stared at the thunder and lightning under Hentian Peak in a daze.
He has long been accustomed to such sights. Although there are gods in today's world, thunder and rain still belong to the category of physics.
There are no thunder and lightning in the sky, and there is no dragon king that moves clouds and rains. There are only clouds caused by convection.
However, although there are many scenes of rain, it never rains on Tianfeng. At most, there are white clouds above the head.
Not only does it not rain on the peak, but the weather is like spring all year round and the climate is pleasant.
If it weren't for the presence of animals from time to time, this place would be a paradise.
Now all the animals are hiding from Xue Tianqing, and no one dares to attack. This makes him have the intention to stay here forever.
What about the mythical world? There is still no way to escape the laws of physics, as evidenced by the thunder and lightning underfoot.
It's just that magic is rampant on one side and physics is in power on the other. What kind of world is this?
Just when Xue Tianqing was wandering out of the sky, he suddenly felt a tightness on his body, and then he was lifted up.
After realizing that it was Liu Qing who rolled him up, Xue Tianqing had been thrown out.
This time Liu Qing put all her strength into sucking him and threw him more than twenty feet away.
More than twenty feet, sixty or seventy meters! In the first year, this move would have killed Xue Tianqing.
Fortunately, he is no longer what he used to be. His body is still rolling in the air, and he already has a plan in mind.
Seeing that it was less than a foot away from the ground, Xue Tianqing exerted force on her waist, turned over and stood firmly there.
As soon as he landed, he wanted to settle the score with Liu Qing, but when he looked up, he found that large dark clouds were gathering towards Hentian Peak.
After eight years, it’s finally going to rain on Hentian Peak! Shouldn't I celebrate by killing wild animals?
Seeing the thick dark clouds slowly approaching her, Xue Tianqing's heart suddenly moved, and she secretly screamed, "Not good!" Then he rushed towards the hut at Liu Qing's feet.
Seeing Xue Tianqing, who had just been thrown out, running towards him again, Liu Qing stretched out the thickest branch and swayed desperately.
The meaning of those movements, which are no different from those of human beings, is very obvious: don’t come over!
Xue Tianqing cursed: "Damn it, you don't have any brotherhood at all! I don't want the house, just throw the sword to me."
Liu Qing understood Xue Tianqing's words. Although she didn't know what he was going to do, she still stretched out the branches without hesitation to knock down the bedroom roof, rolled up the long sword hanging on the wall and threw it at him.
Seeing the sword flying towards him, Xue Tianqing was ready to catch it, but before he could raise his hand, a bolt of lightning lit up in the sky and headed down towards him!
Seeing that lightning was about to hit him, Xue Tianqing closed his eyes: It's over! Just drop whatever you love!
Hearing the sound of thunder, Xue Tianqing felt an indescribable force hit him, and then flew out.
After a long time, Xue Tianqing slowly opened her eyes, looking at her intact body and confused: What happened? Why don't you feel anything other than a little pain from the fall?
Not only was Xue Tianqing puzzled, but even Patriarch Bodhi and Qingyue, who were invisible in mid-air, were stunned by the scene before them.
After a long time, Qingyue stammered and said: "Grandmaster, does the first calamity of my junior uncle pass?"
Patriarch Bodhi, who has always been steady, touched his forehead in astonishment: "Should, maybe, it's almost over, right? The power of thunder is a manifestation of the will of heaven and earth. Now that the clouds of calamity are not increasing but decreasing, we must have passed the first calamity. "
"But it was clearly the sword that suffered the thunder disaster just now."
Patriarch Bodhi murmured: "The first calamity was unexpected. Is he really a variable?"
The Patriarch’s voice was so low that Qingyue didn’t hear it clearly: “Ancestor, what did you just say?”
"It's nothing. Since your uncle has survived the thunder tribulation, let's go back first."
Qingyue nodded: "Thank God, the lightning was as thick as a water tank. If it had really hit my uncle, he would still be half disabled even if he didn't die."
But soon, Qingyue frowned again: "Without the Thunder Tribulation tempering, will Uncle Master's cultivation path be lacking?"
"Don't worry, Qingyue, everything has its own destiny!" Patriarch Bodhi said his mantra again.
When the dark clouds gradually dissipated, Xue Tianqing got up: If the great catastrophe of becoming an immortal is going to be like this, it is better to have it all at once, so as not to be worried.
But soon, he changed his mind, because on the grass not far away, the long sword was emitting green smoke.
The scabbard and tassel had long since disappeared, leaving only the charred sword lying there, like a fire stick.
Seeing this, how could Xue Tianqing not understand what happened.
But this made him more certain, that is, in the world of mythology, the laws of physics also apply!
Is it too childish to just survive the tribulation like this?
Compared with the plot in the novel where thunder and disasters are constant and the protagonist is fighting for his life, this one is too simple.
But this is only in line with common sense. The kind of ability to survive thousands of lightning strikes at once is a joke.
Thinking of this, Xue Tianqing laughed and walked towards the long sword on the ground: Savior, if I stutter in the future, you will stutter. I will never let you drink soup when I eat meat!
Carrying a long sword like a fire stick and walking up to Liu Qing, Xue Tianqing gave it a middle finger: "Knowing a friend like you, I don't know what evil I did in my previous life!"
If Liu Qing could talk, he would definitely yell at Xue Tianqing: You are the one who asked me to demolish the house, and you are the one who thinks I am demolishing the house. How can I do what you want?
But soon, Xue Tianqing discovered a new problem, that is, the beasts on the mountain were much more powerful than before.
After inserting a dagger into the chest of an eye-eating ape and looking at the scratches on his arms, Xue Tianqing returned to eight years ago in a trance.
Thinking of what Qingyue said, he spat fiercely at Fang Cunfeng where Patriarch Bodhi was: Shameless!
Time flies, and it’s the end of the year again. This time Qingyue not only brings food and wine, but also a brand new long sword.
"Uncle Master, it turns out that the sword has disappeared in the thunderstorm. You can use this to defend yourself."
