Qian Yuanzi was noncommittal, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No matter what, that group of cowards is also a monk in the Tribulation Period, and their knowledge may not be enough, and their courage may only be a little bit bigger, but they still have their intelligence." In a way, their way of dealing with the Futu Tribulation can be regarded as the right way. ”

"The criterion for judging the Futu Tribulation is the overall strength of a world, and among the overall strength of a world, the monk occupies ninety percent of the power. Among the monks, the power of the monks of the Tribulation Period accounted for at least eighty percent of the strength of the entire monastic world. If there were no Tribulation Period and Transformation Stage cultivators, the strength of the cultivation world would be greatly weakened as a whole, and I thought that the power of this world would also be greatly reduced at the same time. In this way, there will be a deviation in the standard of judging the Futu Tribulation, and the standard of the Great Tribulation will naturally be lowered, and at that time, with the power of the cultivation world in the middle of the ancient century, it should be enough to deal with that Futu Tribulation. ”

Qian Yuanzi looked around, as if he was looking for something, and said as he looked for it: "Even if you can't get through it, the losses caused by that Futu Tribulation will be reduced to the lowest point, and the cultivation world and human beings are enough to bear it, so that they won't be unable to live." And the so-called reversal of the Tribulation Period monks, oh no, it must not be only the Tribulation Period monks, I am afraid that most of the Avatar Stage monks at that time also followed the reversal and hiding. By reversing the secret method of hiding, they successfully avoided this almost certain death-defying Futu Tribulation, and at the same time, they greatly reduced the overall strength of the Qingying Yue Hengtian, reduced the power of the Futu Tribulation, and allowed the human spirits and the cultivation world to continue. And wait until thousands of years later. One by one, they woke up and reigned again. Haha, the calculation is good, the abacus is beating loudly. ”

Qian Yuanzi laughed twice, but there was no smile in the laughter, and he tried his best to ridicule it.

An Yun's expression was a little unnatural, she thought that she seemed to have a mid-ancient tribulation period monk Zixin Fairy hidden in her body, no, to be exact, there was a wisp of Zixin Fairy's remnant soul hidden in her divine soul, even if the world was reincarnated. Even if it is reincarnated for a hundred generations. This remnant soul has always been imprinted in An Yun's soul. Only if the conditions allow, one day, this remnant soul will awaken, and then start a battle between the gods and souls with the consciousness of this life. The battle is for the return of consciousness and control of the body.

This should be the true meaning of reversing hiding.

The means of the mighty monks of antiquity. It's really a world-shattering creation. Mysterious and unexpected.

"Unfortunately, they miscalculated. Although the cause of the Futu Catastrophe is unknown, it is obvious. The Futu Tribulation has its own wisdom. In ancient times, how could the wisdom of those aliens be worse than that of the ancient monks? But they never thought of using this method to escape the Futu Tribulation, or that they had already tried, and then they would never dare to use such a method to deceive the Futu Tribulation. But our predecessors dared to be clever and thought they were smart, but the Futu Tribulation did not follow their expectations at all, but also chose to reverse and hide, and after calculating the day of the recovery of this group of monks, they chose to launch it at that time. ”

An Yun wondered, "Why are the predecessors so sure that the Futu Tribulation has also been reversed and hidden, instead of being resisted by the cultivation realm in the middle of the ancient century?" ”

Qian Yuanzi said with a smile: "The reason is very simple, because the Futu Tribulation 50,000 years ago did not come at all, and the Futu Tribulation will definitely appear, so there is only one possibility...... The Futu Tribulation has wisdom, or the existence of controlling the Futu Tribulation has wisdom, so the Futu Tribulation was not launched, but hid in our Qingyin Yue Hengtian, waiting for the moment of outbreak. ”

An Yun frowned, and said strangely: "Seniors are saying that the Futu Tribulation is hidden in our Qingyin Yue Hengtian?" ”

"What do you think?" Qian Yuanzi asked lightly.

"This, this is really too appalling, and the younger generation never dares to think so. What is the Floating Massacre, and why can it hide around us without us noticing? An Yun said in surprise.

"Who said no one would find out, wouldn't I just find out?" Qian Yuanzi glanced at An Yun and said dissatisfiedly.

"Uh......" An Yun was stunned and said, "How did the seniors find out?" ”

Qian Yuanzi said proudly: "Your cultivation is not enough, when your cultivation is enough, you will naturally be able to find out." We monks all rely on absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to cultivate ourselves, and we are most sensitive to the aura of heaven and earth. Perhaps a low-level monk would not be able to detect the abnormality in the aura, but when I cultivated to this level, I could easily feel that there was something discordant between heaven and earth. This kind of existence will seriously interfere with the monk's comprehension of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, causing the high-level monk to be unable to perceive his own Great Dao from the Heaven and Earth, which is equivalent to not being able to promote to cultivation, and the realm will be locked at the current level forever. ”

"Ahh An Yun was really taken aback this time, this inference was too shocking, and she wanted to refute Qian Yuanzi's speculation. However, since the ancient period, the overall strength of the monastic realm seems to have been declining, especially the number of high-level monks, and now, even the monks of the Transformation Stage only exist in legends.

An Yun didn't want to admit it, but he faintly felt that Qian Yuanzi's inference was correct. As early as 10,000 years ago, the path of ascension was locked by the Futu Tribulation.

She suddenly looked stunned, and couldn't help asking, "Senior, this ...... Could it be the Floating Massacre? ”

Qian Yuanzi was not surprised when he heard this, but smiled faintly: "I used to think the same way as you, but then I overturned this assumption. Seeing that An Yun wanted to speak, he continued: "The reason is very simple, because this is the Futu Tribulation. ”

"Just as you think that Futu is the common life, and I think Futu is creation, in a word, Futu represents the whole world. In this case, the Futu Tribulation is naturally a great tribulation for the entire world, and it should not only be aimed at cultivators. You say, am I right in my speculation? ”

An Yun was speechless, yes, since it was a catastrophe for the Futu and not specifically for monks, how could there be less of a catastrophe for mortals and other living beings? However, the Futu Tribulation was hidden between heaven and earth, but it only locked the path of high-level cultivators' promotion, and had no or little impact on ordinary people and other living beings. If so. There is a contradiction with Qianyuanzi's previous speculation.

Therefore, the Futu Tribulation was not just to block the path of perception and promotion of high-level monks, it was just a side effect of its hidden heaven and earth. The real Futu Tribulation has not yet come, and the people it is waiting for have not yet awakened.

Qianyuanzi let An Yun think for himself, walked a few steps on the peak at will, his eyes lit up, a smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "It turned out to be here." ”

An Yun was attracted by his words, and looked over curiously, only to see a sharp peak coming out. There was a fist-sized jet-black stone. Qian Yuanzi walked in front of the black stones, and carefully picked up the stones.

"Senior, what is this?"

Qian Yuanzi held the black stone in his hand and did not answer An Yun's question immediately. Instead, he blew lightly on the stone. It's like blowing away the dust that has been condensed on the stone for tens of thousands of years. After a long time. He said, "Dragonbrain." ”

"Dragon's brain?" An Yun blinked, looking at the black stone in his hand with great interest.

"Now you don't see anything, because it's only a tiny part of borneol. It has been turned stone by the wind and sun. He paused as he spoke, and then said again, "The wisp of remnant soul breath you feel is what it emitted." ”

An Yun's eyes widened, and he cautiously looked at the black stone for a while, before he couldn't help but wonder, "Why doesn't it seem to have any reaction?" ”

Qian Yuanzi glanced at her lightly: "How do you want to react?" Suddenly a white dragon jumped out? ”

"Of course not, the seniors laughed." An Yun had no choice but to say.

"This dragon's brain is dead, turned to stone, and there is no space to support that wisp of remnant soul. That wisp of remnant soul had no choice but to break away from this dragon's brain and lodge in the Qianzhang Waterfall in Longshou Plain. But the wind and the sun are blowing, and the remnant soul aura is getting weaker and weaker, and I am afraid that it will completely disappear after a few decades. Unless this piece of dragon brain can be revived and let that wisp of remnant soul breath lodge. ”

"Resurrect the dragon brain?" An Yunyuan's eyes widened, this is really too ...... Whimsical.

"The dragon clan is one of the most powerful existences in the world, their dragon brain is the essence of life, even if it has been dead for thousands of years, but as long as there is the right stimulation and nourishment, it can still restore some vitality. Of course, if you want this piece of dragon brain to really be resurrected, it is impossible, even the gods can't do it, but just restore some vitality, so that the remaining wisp of dragon breath has a home, so that it will not be assimilated by the aura of heaven and earth, which I can still do. ”

Qianyuan said calmly and proudly, reaching out and taking out two white jade boxes, which were the Thunder Wood and Dragon Wood that An Yun had given him earlier.

An Yun's heart lit up, and only then did he understand why Qianyuanzi needed the Thunder Wood and the Dragon Wood Whiskers, which were originally used to restore the vitality of this piece of dragon brain.

Qian Yuanzi chanted a mantra in a low voice, and the Thunder Wood and Dragon Wood seemed to be holding it with an invisible hand, and floated out of the white jade box lightly. After the Thunderwood and Dragon Wood Whiskers broke away from the white jade box, the two white jade boxes instantly turned into a ball of powder, but they were not blown away by the strong wind on the peak, but poured into the Thunder Wood and Dragon Wood Whiskers together, blending into them like water.

Nourished by the jade powder, the thunder wood suddenly flourished with purple light, and countless tiny purple thunderbolts made a crackling sound, which kept splitting in front of An Yun and Qian Yuanzi's eyes. The dragon wood whiskers were like a small white dragon resurrected, shaking his head, and even the closed dragon eyes slowly opened.

An Yun looked at the scene in front of him intently, this rare finishing touch spell came from Qian Yuanzi's hand, as if he was helped.

Qian Yuanzi's voice became faster and faster, but the speed of pinching the trick with both hands became slower and slower, and his expression was extremely solemn. Obviously, casting such a spell is not easy for him.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes, glanced up at An Yun, and quickly lowered his head, his fingers and palms pinched out of thin air, and the thunder wood suddenly burst out of purple light, mixed with countless purple thunderbolts in the middle.

"Soul Drain." Qian Yuanzi shouted in a low voice, his left hand became a claw, and slowly poked in from the dazzling purple light. After a few moments, his hand seemed to grasp something, slowly and carefully retracting it.

An Yun squinted his eyes and saw a tree-shaped purple lightning struggling in Qian Yuanzi's left hand, and countless branch-like tiny purple lightning frantically slashed on Qian Yuanzi's palm, and only for a while, Qian Yuanzi's left hand was dripping with blood.

An Yun knew that it was impossible for the Thunder Wood to really be a threat to Qian Yuanzi, but he was still shocked when he saw that the Thunder Wood could actually hurt Qian Yuanzi under the explosion of the Thunder Wood.

Qian Yuanzi didn't care about the injuries on his hands, he still struggled to the death by the tree lightning, still firmly clamped the tree lightning, and then forcefully integrated it into the black stone. The strange thing is that the closer the tree lightning gets to the black stone, the more fierce the struggle becomes, but after really touching the black stone, it seems to have suddenly lost its life, and it melts into the black stone little by little without a struggle.

"Snatch." Qian Yuanzi shook his left hand and shouted in a low voice again.

As his words fell, the dragon flew away from him with a thud, as fast as lightning, and disappeared in an instant as if it had pierced into the void.

An Yun's face changed, and when he saw that Long Muxu had fled, he hurriedly took out the Chaos Shuttle, and planned to drive the Shuttle to chase after him. You must know that the Thunder Wood and Dragon Wood have consumed too many of her top-grade spirit stones, and she is definitely not willing to cultivate another one.

"Where to escape?" Qian Yuanzi's right hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed it out of thin air.

An Yun only felt that the space around her was tightly bound by an invisible force, and in an instant, she seemed to feel that the whole world was still.

It's so strong!

At that moment, An Yun only had this one thought in his heart. Even the entire space can be stillnessed by Qianyuanzi, which is already in contact with the operating rules of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

"Hmph." Qian Yuanzi let out a light snort through his nose, and a white dragon shadow rushed out in the void, slamming around like a lost dog, but he couldn't escape from the space where he was imprisoned by Qian Yuanzi. It turned around, like a dog jumping off a wall, but like a Qianyuanzi rushing fiercely, since it couldn't escape, it had to fight with him to break the net.

Qian Yuanzi didn't look at the white dragon phantom that rushed violently, as soon as his right hand was raised, a dragon shadow appeared in his palm, still swaying and struggling, but he couldn't escape from Qian Yuanzi's palm.

Qian Yuanzi concocted the same method, and fused the white dragon phantom into the black stone in his hand.

"It's finished." Qian Yuanzi said.

"It's finished?" An Yun looked curiously at the stone that was no different from just now, and asked uncertainly.

"Well, the core of the Wuxu Dragon Circle is this stone, and when the stone is made, the circle will be formed." Qian Yuanzi casually threw out the black stone, clapped his hands, and turned around and walked down the mountain.

An Yun looked at him, and then at the stone he had just thrown, but found that the stone had disappeared, and even if she probed with her divine sense, she couldn't find any clues. (To be continued......)