Infinite true path

The wind is getting stronger and stronger. The rain is getting stronger and stronger.

And with the sound of a thunder from the sky, everyone knew that Huan Yin's disaster was coming!

High in the sky, Huan Yin sat cross-legged and meditated quietly, seemingly indifferent to everything around him. He knew very well at this moment that he could not predict what kind of disaster the wind and rain disaster would be, so he might as well just adjust his breath and wait and see.

However, unlike Huan Yin, all the monks on Huangquan Island were slightly nervous at the moment, wanting to know what Huan Yin's storm was. And many of them understand that everyone's tribulation may be different. For them, every time they observe a tribulation, it may be a brand new creation.

"The leader is powerful and unparalleled. I wonder if his storm will be difficult..." Liu Jian looked worried, looking at the increasing wind and rain, and kept guessing.

The sparse raindrops hit his body, and Huan Yin did not avoid it at all. Until a certain moment, Huan Yin suddenly felt a slight sting on the back of his hand.

So he opened his eyes, turned his arms, and looked at it.

A drop of faint red rainwater had already become flattened as it hit the back of Huan Yin's hand. And in the red rain, there is a faint corrosive power. Although this power is not strong, it may be because the raindrops contain too little red.

"Light red rain?" Huan Yin was a little confused. At this moment, he still didn't understand.

Then, a strong wind blew towards Huan Yin's face, blowing up his clothes and making his silver hair sway. At the same time, a faint fishy smell passed through the tip of Huan Yin's nose, making Huan Yin tremble slightly, feeling as if some of his life had been taken away.

The faint fishy smell is not the salty fishy smell that should be found in Xiu Demon Sea, but a sour fishy smell, as if it is caused by something rotten.

Frowning, Huan Yin still didn't understand. However, Xue Buping didn't say anything at the moment. I don't know if he didn't understand, or if he felt that Huan Yin should handle all this by himself.

Huan Yin looked up at the sky and looked at the raindrops falling above. Among the raindrops, red began to appear, increasing from few to more and becoming denser. Then, he looked into the distance again, where a large black windstorm was approaching, getting closer and closer to him.

On the inner island of Huangquan Island, the face of an old man in brocade robes standing not far from Liu Jian had changed drastically. He stared blankly at the red raindrops falling in the air and the black wind in the distance, as if he had seen a ghost. He generally shouted: "It's a bloody storm!"

The old man in brocade robes is the great elder of the inner island of Huangquan Island. Although he has not yet achieved the realm of earthly cultivation, he has seen a lot, and now he has recognized what Huan Yin's stormy calamity is.

The third elder stood next to the first elder and asked with confusion: "What is the bloody storm?"

The Great Elder smiled bitterly: "The fishy wind is the wind that destroys life. Wherever the fishy wind passes, the soul disintegrates and no vitality is left. The rain of blood is the rain that eats the flesh and blood of the human body. The rain of blood is everywhere, the body rots and the organs fail. , even the dead bones are hard to keep.”

"The bloody storm is a legendary storm that has almost never happened. I heard that the last time there was a bloody storm was when Ksitigarbha was going through a tribulation. Such a storm is the most difficult one to deal with!"

"The bloody tribulation is cold and ruthless, and all creation is invisible. Since ancient times, almost no one has successfully survived the bloody tribulation because it is too difficult. The only person I know who has survived this tribulation is Ksitigarbha!"

The third elder became more and more frightened as he listened, and then asked: "Then... what would have happened if we hadn't survived?"

There was fear on the face of the great elder, and he shook his head: "If you don't survive, not only will you die in the disaster, but you will also die in an extremely miserable way. The monk's life will be taken away bit by bit, and his flesh and blood will rot bit by bit, and he will die. The pain before was like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and it was like enduring the torture of the eighteenth level of hell. Moreover, the whole body cannot be preserved after death, which is an extremely ugly and sad way to die!"

The third elder's body trembled slightly, as if he had seen Huan Yin's tragic situation. Then, he asked: "How to survive this storm?"

There was a hint of self-mockery on the third elder's face, and he said: "It sounds simple. The incense candle goes out, the bloody wind stops, and the bloody rain stops. If anyone can stick to the time of burning an incense stick in the bloody storm, then he has survived. . But I remember that it is said that even Ksitigarbha was in a terrible state during the bloody storm, and nearly half of the flesh and blood on his upper body was corroded by the blood rain!"

"You know, Ksitigarbha made a leap from a life cultivator to a powerful second-source earth cultivator. That kind of existence can only barely survive the ravages of the bloody storm. Hey, Fellow Daoist Huan..."

Ruan Shushu is not a cultivator of hell, and he does not know the bloody tribulations of hell. But when she heard what the great elder said, she became nervous and quickly asked Liu Jian: "Senior Liu, what the great elder said...is...is it true?"

Liu Jian's face was full of helplessness, and he nodded: "From this point of view, what the great elder said should be correct. The leader's first disaster was the legendary bloody disaster. Hey, they all say Heaven and earth have spirits. This is indeed true. Heaven and earth sense that the leader is powerful. Once he becomes an earth cultivator, he will take away a lot of the power of heaven and earth, so he uses the most powerful calamity to deal with the leader, hoping to kill him directly at this initial moment. Chief strangled.”

"However, I still believe in the leader. Since he has the ability to cause the world to wreak havoc, he will be able to survive it. His strength is something I have only seen in my life. Compared with the difficulties encountered in the ghost realm, a What does a mere bloody disaster mean?"

There were more and more light red raindrops in the sky. In the end, the light red gradually turned into red, then deep red, until dark red!

In the distance, the black wind rolls are getting closer and closer to Huan Yin with the appearance of dark red raindrops. The life-extinguishing power in them is coming towards Huan Yin without reservation, indicating that the great disaster is coming.

Rain is extremely corrosive, chipping away at bones and corroding flesh. The wind has a strong power to extinguish life, and its power is so strong that it is even more powerful than Huan Yin's life-destroying palm. It seems that no living thing can survive after being blown by it.

At this moment, although Huan Yin did not know the name of the bloody catastrophe, but with his wisdom, he had already seen the path to this catastrophe. But for him who was going through the tribulation, this was enough.

In the palm of my hand, a puddle of deep red rainwater accumulated at some point. However, this extremely corrosive rainwater was like a plaything in Huan Yin's hands and had no impact on him at all.

However, Huan Yin frowned slightly and murmured: "The rain is very strong and the wind is even stronger. The two of them work together to take life from people and disintegrate living creatures to death. This storm disaster I encountered , I don’t know what level it is.”

But soon, Huan Yin's slightly frowned brows relaxed again, and a sense of confidence also emerged. He then murmured: "This wind and rain, if we use ordinary life cultivation methods to deal with it, there will really be almost no trace of it." There is no chance of winning. However, I, Huan Yin, am not an ordinary fate cultivator. If I am defeated in this first disaster, what qualifications do I have to become a three-source earth cultivator?"

"Since you want to destroy life, I will simply respond with life to prove my earth cultivation path! I want to see whether it is your destruction of life that is tyrannical or my abundant vitality!"

At this point, the dark red raindrops in the sky finally fell completely, less than thirty feet away from Huan Yin. The black wind roll was like a high black wall, rushing towards Huan Yin, not far away. Looking at it like that, I am afraid that when the raindrops fall on Huan Yin, the wind will also arrive.

Green light began to light up around Huan Yin, and it continued to grow stronger. And along with the light, there is a fresh breath of grass and trees, and an endless supply, like endless vitality.

The source power of wood, life!

What Huan Yin was using at this moment was one of the source powers that he had fully understood. He pitted life against death, and used the Tao he dreamed of to cope with the catastrophes of the Tao. It was precisely to use tribulations to prove the Tao!

For Huan Yin, this storm was no longer just a disaster, it was actively used by him and became a test of Tao. Throughout the ages, there have been few monks who could deal with such turbulent times with such indifference. Even Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha seemed unable to do this!

Soon, everyone saw the green light appearing around Huan Yin. Naturally, they didn't know what it was, let alone whether the seemingly weak light could withstand the legendary bloody storm.

Ruan Shushu's heart had already become tense. Her hands were firmly grasping the hem of her skirt, her eyes full of worry.

The next moment, the rain arrives and so does the wind!

The power that devoured everything and extinguished life was powerful and struck mercilessly on the green halo of light outside Huan Yin's body. The green aperture distorted, and Huan frowned slightly because he was in the aperture.

The power of the bloody storm was somewhat beyond Huan Yin's expectation. Under such an accident, the green aperture began to shrink, and it seemed that it might not last long.