The Wheel-Turning Master

The green and white calamity clouds became thicker and thicker, and as they slowly sank, they seemed to be crushing the mountains.

The pressure becomes stronger and stronger, making people crawl and tremble, and feel like they are falling to the ground.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning sat down cross-legged, and He Wenyao knelt on the ground, looking up into the distance with blank eyes.

Lu Qingyin looked even smaller, with white clothes and white hair like a light feather between heaven and earth.

There seems to be an extremely terrifying thing brewing in the blue and white calamity cloud, which seems to be able to destroy the heaven and earth, and seems to be able to rebuild mountains and rivers.

"The past is like death yesterday. The past is like birth today."

Lu Qingyin spoke slowly. The strong wind on the top of the mountain blew her white hair, but not a single green hair could be found.

As the words fell, a raging river broke through its banks in the clouds, and a ray of white light poured down.

What followed was extremely terrifying pressure, and Lin Bai and the other two people felt trembling even in the distance.

Dust from trees and gravel rose up from the top of the mountain, and the strong wind blew by. Lu Qingyin was seen holding the ground with one hand, and his face was extremely pale.

Nine is the ultimate number, there are nine levels of cultivation, and there are also nine levels of thunder calamity.

Now there is only the first thunder tribulation, and it is already showing signs of failure. What will happen next? Lin Bai looked at He Wenyao and saw him trembling.

Soon, the calamity cloud gathered momentum again, and the second calamity thunder fell.

Faintly, the thunder seemed to have the power to destroy the world. The roaring sound seems to be leveling the mountains and purifying the sins.

There was blood at the corner of Lu Qingyin's mouth. He was holding the ground with one hand and swallowing the pill vigorously with the other hand.

"This..." He Wenyao was stunned. He didn't dare to step forward, let alone ask. He only held Lin Bai, and while looking at Lu Qingyin in the distance, he said: "Lin Zhuanlun, this time Is Lei Jie much stronger?"

He is a member of a high-ranking family, so he is naturally well-informed. Although he has a conclusion in his mind, he still wants Lin Bai's answer.

Lin Bai saw that he didn't call him "Brother Zhuan Lun", so he ignored him.

Looking at Lu Qingyin from a distance, Lin Bai felt a sense of comparison in his heart.

When Sister Zhen formed the elixir, the thunder tribulation was also extremely fierce. Lin Bai didn't see the whole picture at that time, but he asked Peining about it and heard a few words from Sister Zhen. The former naturally said that it was an extremely majestic sight, but the latter said that it was an understatement and not worth mentioning.

At that time, Lin and Pei didn't have much knowledge, so naturally they couldn't see the way out. But now that my cultivation is increasing day by day, my knowledge is increasing day by day. Not to mention the Jindan monks, I have touched the buttocks of the Nascent Soul monks, so I have some insights.

This time, the pressure of the thunder tribulation was even more terrifying than when Iron Transformation was born. It had the feeling of severing all living beings and sweeping away thousands of filth.

At that time, Tie Huasheng summoned Thunder Tribulation in order to use the power of thunder to wash away the copper rust. And this time Lu Qingyin's thunder disaster seems to be cleansing the inside and outside, and creating a new life.

"Tie Huasheng did not experience the thunder catastrophe in the end, but the thunder catastrophe he caused seems to be inferior to Lu Qingyin."

Lin Bai compared it in his mind, and couldn't help but think of himself.

Since I cultivated the Art of Creation, I can spy on one side every time I break through a small realm. It was Sister Pei and Xiuxiu before, but this time it was Miaomiao when they were building the seventh floor...

As long as you have some thoughts in your mind, you may not be unable to get a glimpse of Yuanying's strengths and weaknesses in the future.

Following the line like this and looking thousands of miles away, I wonder if I can see all the hundreds and thousands of years in the future?

Looking into the world like looking at palm prints, Lin Bai felt that the thunder disaster he would experience in the future would be even more fierce.

"Alas." Lin Bai sighed.

He originally had the intention of meeting the wise and thinking of Qi, but he didn't know that He Wenyao was startled by a sigh.

"Why are you sighing?" He Wenyao asked in surprise.

Lin Bai ignored it.

"According to past experience," He Wenyao was very worried. Seeing that Lin Bai remained silent, he said to himself, "The stronger the magical power, the heavier the killing. Or for extremely outstanding people, the thunder calamity will be stronger, or even Doubled. Some of the tribulations even contain some true meaning..."

"Don't worry." Lin Bai was soft-hearted after all, so he spoke to reassure her, "Deer Fairy has gone through many hardships, been imprisoned, and has no black hair, but she still has the will to work hard, and she can move forward and condense the golden elixir."

"You're not being polite, are you?" He Wenyao grabbed Lin Bai's sleeve tightly, his eyes looking at Lu Qingyin in the distance for a moment.

"How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without being chilled to the bone?" Lin Bai said with a smile.

"How do you know she tastes good?" He Wen was anxious about the medicine. He looked at Lin Bai, "How many times have you taken it?"

"..." Lin Bai was speechless for a moment.

The two were chatting, but Pei Ning didn't seem to regard them as human beings, and just watched quietly.

Soon, the third calamity thunder struck again.

Lu Qingyin actually persisted again, but he couldn't hide the look of decline, and it was obvious that he was unable to do what he could.

When the fourth thunder struck, Lu Qingyin's white hair was scattered, his clothes were tattered, and he was in an extremely miserable state.

The previously arranged formation no longer existed, and all the formation flags were in pieces.

"Fairy..." He Wenyao stared blankly, as if he wished he could take the punishment from heaven in Lu Qingyin's place.

Lu Qingyin seemed to be getting more and more frustrated, but he managed to withstand two more calamity thunders.

"The ninth level of thunder tribulation has passed six levels. It's just that the last three levels are stronger than the previous six levels. One tribulation thunder tests his body, one tribulation thunder asks his mind, and one tribulation thunder tempers his golden elixir. If the three levels of thunder tribulation are completed, That’s a real success.”

He asked the medicine god Shen Nao, his body was shaking non-stop, as if he was going through a disaster.

An extremely thick thunder came down, with the feeling of destroying the world. The rumbling sound resounded for hundreds of miles, and all things near and far fell to the ground, not daring to look directly at the majesty of heaven.

When the lightning dissipated, the top of the mountain had been shaved off by more than ten feet. Lu Qingyin knelt on her knees, her body black, but blood was slowly flowing out.

The blood seeped out of the body and turned into mist, which was burned away.

The strong wind was strong, Lu Qingyin slowly stood up, her snow-like white hair had turned into blue silk.

"If you don't have many good things in your life, your gray hair will turn into slender young hair in an instant." Lu Qingyin laughed maniacally, propped up her body with one hand, and took out the fly whisk with her backhand.

The light waving of the whisk seems to remove the dirt here, and the deer's gentle sound also feels clear.

A white thunder struck again, this time it was asking questions. Its power is no less than that of just now, but what is more dangerous is that the thunder tribulation triggers the mind, causing it to enter an illusion or a dream. It uses the dirt and dust in the heart as a trap to cloud the mind.

When the thunder light fell, Lu Qingyin's girl's already fragile body became even more lonely in this scene, like a cricket raising its arms in an attempt to shake a giant tree that is a hundred times larger than itself.

Soon, Lu Qingyin was submerged in the thunder and no sound was heard.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" He Wenyao sobbed faintly.

Lin Bai and Pei Ning ignored He Wenyao and just looked at the top of the mountain.

The power of the thunder just now was extremely strong. Lin Bai was far away from it, but it was still slightly affected. Faintly, I had the evil thought that the road was difficult and it was better to stop enjoying myself and sleep more with beautiful women from all over the world.

Pei Ning took out a broken sword and drew it in front of her. Her eyes were clear. She looked at Lin Bai. Seeing that Lin Bai was fine, she went to look at the top of the mountain again without asking for any medicine.

It's not that Pei Ning is not kind-hearted, it's that she knows why there is no cure for the disease.

"What are you dreaming about?" Lin Bai was always soft-hearted, so when he saw He Wenyao crying nonstop, he woke him up with some pointers.

"I dreamed..." He Wenyao wiped away his tears, ignored the runny nose, and grabbed Lin Bai's sleeve, feeling extremely aggrieved, "I dreamed that you gave birth to seven children with her, and they all called me Uncle Yao. I am your old servant who has been married to you for hundreds of years. She only says a few words to me every year or two. I am very happy..."

It turns out that you are crying because you are happy, not because of pain...

"..." Peining pressed her forehead and felt a headache.

Lin Bai was stunned, "Brother Yao, since you are dreaming, why don't you be bolder, why should you be cautious? You have already dreamed, and you are still working as a slave in your dream?"

"You don't understand!" He Wenyao yelled angrily.

"..." Lin and Pei knew very well that it didn't make sense, so they said no more.

"May Master protect... Dao Ancestor protect my Lord!" He Wenyao prayed devoutly.

What is all this mess? Lin Bai was speechless.

Looking at the top of the mountain again, Lu Qingyin was also out of the illusion, kneeling on one knee, holding a fly whisk in one hand, cutting off the other arm, looking up at the sky.

The green and white calamity clouds rolled together and finally delivered the final blow.

The golden light is dazzling, but it has an extremely pure meaning.

This is the last calamity thunder of the elixir tribulation. Its power is not the most powerful, and it will not disturb people's minds. Instead, it comes from the outside in, goes through the suffering of the body, burns the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, and finally cleanses the newly formed golden elixir.

From then on, after the nine tribulation thunders cleanse the golden elixir, and the great road infiltrates the body, the two can become one, and naturally become the golden elixir.

Most monks can survive the first six tribulation thunders, but the seventh and eighth tribulation thunders are much more difficult. In the last calamity, he has to penetrate the heaven and the earth in order to achieve a state of harmony within himself. Therefore, this level is difficult to say, but it is not difficult to say that it is not.

Soon, after the thunder roared, the clouds of disaster did not dissipate, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

Lin Bai and the three of them were far apart and couldn't clearly see what was going on. They didn't dare to use their spiritual sense to explore. They just waited for the clouds to dissipate.

After a long time, the faint golden elixir pressure spread. It has the meaning of purity and coolness, as if you are in a mountain spring or holding jasper in your hand.

The calamity cloud slowly dispersed, as if it had never happened. The sky was clear and clear, with not a single cloud in sight, only a clear blue sky.

The strong wind blew over the top of the mountain, and all the gravel and wood powder were blown away.

There used to be trees and rocks on the top of the mountain, but now there are no trees at all, and an unknown number of feet of rocks have been cut away.

Lu Qingyin's green hair is like a waterfall. She has put on a light blue dress and is sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed.

There is a whisk placed across the knee, and in front of him are fragments of a jade flute, green and white.

One of her arms was severed and the wound gradually healed. There is a rosy color on the face, and the girl's appearance is as before.

Lin Bai stood up and walked forward side by side with Peining.

He Wenyao was stunned for a moment and quickly followed, but he only dared to follow Lin Bai.

When they reached ten steps, Lin Bai and the others saluted.

"Congratulations to the Fairy for getting the golden elixir. From now on, the sky is high and the sky is high. There is nowhere to go and nothing to do." Lin Bai said with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" He Wenyao spoke quickly, not forgetting to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, as if Lu Qingyin took a breath, and he followed suit.

Lu Qingyin slowly opened her eyes, which were clear and dust-free, like a mountain stream.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the sky in the distance. There was a mysterious light piercing the sky and then stopping in the sky.

The majesty of heaven and earth was so moving that Qu Chengjia also showed his turtle head and looked at it diligently.

"Lin Zhuanlun," Lu Qingyin grabbed the fly whisk with one hand and held it in her arms. She looked past the mysterious light and said softly: "Thousands of steps, one step further. But looking up, there are countless steps, and it becomes more and more difficult. "

"The Fairy Road is unfolding. It's time to be high-spirited. How can it hurt the spring and the sadness of autumn?" Lin Bai shook his head and smiled: "The road is difficult, and we should work hard to climb it."

Lu Qingyin shook her head slightly, Fu Chen hugged her in her arms, holding a strand of green silk in her hand, "Qingsi, green silk."