In the era of the end of the law, the catastrophe was a very serious matter, which was about equivalent to suicide.

In the True Spirit Continent, cultivators are divided into seven levels according to the level of dantian spiritual pressure.

Qi training.

Build the foundation.

Elixir.

Yuan Baby.

Distracted.

Fit.

Mahayana.

If you go up further, you will have to cross the tribulation and ascend to immortality......

Before the end of the Dharma era, there were still early, middle, late and peak levels in each realm, and there were even great perfections and half-step primordial infants, which were terrifying.

After the end of the law era, the spiritual veins mutated, the spiritual energy was thin, and there was no longer a specific subdivision between the realms, but by sealing the dantian, it was always maintained at the initial spiritual pressure, reducing spiritual consumption, and only when it encountered danger did it urgently unseal, and a higher spiritual pressure erupted.

Before the end of the Dharma era, after the Mahayana was consummated, he would be able to cross the tribulation and ascend to immortality.

After the end of the era, legend has it that the gate of the fairy world disappeared, and most of the raiders also died in the feather thunder tribulation, and a very small number of people failed to survive the catastrophe and were seriously injured and disabled to this day.

To this day, there are only nine Mahayana monks left in the True Spirit Continent.

Personal –

Daomeng Jiuyao!

The name is very majestic, but today, the era of the end of the law is irreversible, and everyone understands that the Dao Alliance Jiuyao is already the last afterglow of the cultivator.

Five thousand years ago, the last nine Mahayana agreed not to try to cross the tribulation, but to unite all the sects in the cultivation realm to form a Dao Alliance to fight against the invasion of the Netherworld, and to investigate the cause of the emergence of the end of the Dharma Era, and to find a lasting path of cultivation.

And the head of Zongzhi Mountain, Qianjunzi, is one of the nine Yao of the Dao League, one of the only nine Mahayana monks in the world.

Qianjunzi is over 10,000 years old, was seriously wounded in the last battle of the underworld, and has spent most of the last thousand years in retreat.

In this state, the catastrophe is tantamount to suicide.

Once Qianjunzi falls, Zongzhishan's strength and status will inevitably decline sharply, and the Dao Alliance will definitely further interfere in the affairs of the door.

This is the reason why the Huangfu group took the case!

In his opinion, as early as a thousand years ago, the Dao League had already installed Ling Zhouyue as a sword-wielding elder, although Ling Zhouyue had not made any small moves, but her unruly personal style had seriously corrupted the discipline of the sect.

If the head of the sect leaves, no one in the door has the ability to control her, and Zong Zhishan will become a bandit cottage sooner or later under her devastation.

The worse outcome is that the Dao Alliance sent another person to parachute in the head, and Zongzhishan will no longer have the possibility of governing the sect independently.

Thinking like this, Huangfu Qun took the case and questioned Ji Yunzi.

"It's okay to cross the catastrophe, let the senior brother say it himself!"

In fact, only Huangfu Qun dared to say this among the people present.

In addition to the transcendent status of the precept elder, Huangfu Qun was once the most proud disciple of the head of the sect.

Jiyunzi waved slightly towards the emperor Fu Qun, seemingly respectful, but with coercion.

"Shizun's injuries are more serious than expected, not to mention recovery, even the maintenance has been exhausted, plus he is old, and now he has run out of oil. ”

Hearing the words "the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry", the emperor's face is like a carving knife, and his color is full of strength.

"How is that possible! Senior Brother also holds a meeting of elders every three years, and the last time I saw him, he was in good spirits, talked and laughed freely, and gave me guidance on my practice!"

Jiyunzi shook his head.

"Don't you know that Master Venerable has been forcibly renewing his life for so many years for the sake of the sect? He was so weak that he was only pierced by the Netherworld once before he felt unbearable and unable to get up again. ”

The emperor's eyes widened.

"Then you don't have to risk the catastrophe, since it has been continued for so many years, it will continue forever!"

Ji Yunzi sighed.

"Even if the master doesn't cross the tribulation, at most there are only a few decades left to live, the master has been meditating for thousands of years, and the state of mind is almost immortal, although the tribulation is nine deaths and one life, or there is a glimmer of life, this is the only choice. ”

Everyone also sighed, and their feelings were complicated.

Although the news of the master's imminent catastrophe has been rumored for many years, it is somewhat uncomfortable to hear with his own ears that the date of the catastrophe has been set.

I watched the cultivation realm be eaten away by the Netherworld step by step, watched Zongzhi Mountain slide down step by step, and watched the head of the sect run out of oil and the lamp withered......

Xiao Ran didn't feel anything at the moment.

He had lived in the mortal world for three years before he started.

Witnessing villages being ravaged by the Underworld, towns being destroyed by the Netherworld, and the living space of human beings being squeezed to the limit step by step.

There are many ghost towns, starvation everywhere, and in the end, only the important towns sheltered by the Dao League, the surrounding small countries sheltered by the big sects, and some wild villages inhabited by people who are too poor to fear death...... Survive.

The world is not so rosy.

This is why Xiao Ran has been defeated repeatedly, and he has never given up asking for immortals.

It is also why when he was accepted as a personal disciple by Shizun, he would be so ecstatic that he questioned Shizun's IQ, so much so that he forgot that Shizun was asking him questions......

Only by practicing can there be a way out.

In other words, only by practicing can we find a way out.

Only by practicing can you take your destiny firmly into your own hands, live long enough, and become strong enough to find the answers to all your questions.

Xiao Ran entered the sect only to find that the cultivation itself was also declining.

The entire Xiuzhen world seems to be waiting for a hero to turn the tide.

- That's right, it's down there!

Although there is a slight delay, after all, it is a traverser added by the system, and this pattern is still there.

But, that's for the future.

Right now, he hasn't even refined his qi yet, but he still concentrates on fulfilling his filial piety to his master, licking out a future, and becoming a strong man as soon as possible.

"I don't believe it! someone must be playing tricks behind the scenes, trying to overhead my sect's rank mountain!"

Huangfu Qun's body is vain, his sideburns are white, and his fierce eyes are slightly red.

He was also a personal disciple of the head of the family, with low talent and an eccentric personality.

Relying on the head of the family to tailor his clothes, choose the exercises, and formulate a suitable practice plan, he got to where he is today step by step.

He won't watch his master fall through the tribulation!

"Besides, it's still decades early, what if things turn around?"

Jiyunzi shook his head and stopped talking.

The rest sighed as well.

Long.

A low, reckless, yet weak voice entered the main hall.

"I ...... It's old. ”

Xiao Ran was taken aback and understood that this was the voice of the master.

The state of mind contained in this voice is like that of an immortal.

It can be said that the state of mind of the head of the sect has been feathered and ascended to the immortal, and it may be that the physical body is limited by the concentration of aura, and the oil is exhausted, and there is no further energy......

Hearing the voice of the master shaped like a dead wood, Huangfu Qun's face finally couldn't hold back, and he burst into tears for a while, and he couldn't care about his identity anymore, and shouted heartbreakingly-

"Master!"

"You're going to be able to do it on your own. ”

The ethereal voice is no longer reckless, only weak.

"Zongzhi Mountain, I have to work for you. ”

......

After Qianjunzi spoke, he quickly fell into sleep.

Ji Yunzi never expected that Shizun would spread the word so far in such a weak situation, I am afraid that he is ready to fall.

"The elders' meeting begins, and the first topic is—"

"Wait!"

Huangfu Qun rudely interrupted Ji Yunzi's words.

He immediately sat down, his face regained his fierceness, and a pair of eyes that suppressed the stormy waves stared straight at Ling Zhouyue opposite.

Before the meeting, he must find out the culprit of this nether incident!

He had a calm face, did not explode immediately, but calmly asked:

"Ling Zhouyue, what's going on with the netherworld?"

Ling Zhouyue crossed her chest with her hands, and she didn't take it seriously at all.

After all, with her strength, one person can take everyone present down.

"The Netherworld is coming, I'm running away, it's a meritorious service, that's it. ”

Huangfu Qundao:

"My sect's mountain protection array is maintained month by month, it has lasted for a long time, and the extraordinary Netherworld can break in, since the last battle of the Netherworld, there has not been a Netherworld invasion, how do you explain?"

Ling Zhouyue took a sip of wine and said:

"I'm a sword-wielding elder, I'm only responsible for killing the enemy, not explaining, who knows how it came about?"

Huangfu Qun asked rhetorically:

"Did you kill the enemy?"

Ling Zhouyue didn't care.

"The Nether has run away. ”

"The humanoid ghost, which has been rare for thousands of years, actually ran away by itself?"

"I had to protect my disciple at the time, otherwise it would have been able to escape?"

Huangfu Qun's old eyes gathered slightly, got up and paced, stroked his beard and analyzed:

"You haven't accepted disciples for thousands of years, and now you have suddenly accepted your own disciples; Zongzhi Mountain has not been invaded by the Netherworld for a thousand years, but today it is suddenly invaded; what has invaded is still a humanoid Netherworld that is rare in a thousand years...... Don't you think it's all too much of a coincidence?"

Ah......h Ling Zhouyue was speechless for a moment.

The eyes of the audience were focused on her.

A firm and indifferent voice sounded behind her—

"This Netherworld has nothing to do with the master, it is for the disciples. ”