Zhang Lingya was thrown into the Dharma platform by Uncle Taihua. Zhang Lingya didn't know why, and heard Tai Huajun say: "This natal magic weapon of yours is a rare Dao weapon, and it is estimated that you will need to survive the thunder tribulation to be considered complete." Senior sister slapped all the useful defensive magic weapons on your body. Otherwise, it will be difficult to survive this catastrophe.

Zhang Lingya was dumbfounded when she heard it, she was very poor, she had never used any defensive things, by the way, there seemed to be a few Fulu, she hurriedly took only 2 photos of herself.

The old man on the side stopped smiling, he said with a serious face, girl, you can't get close to me, my magic weapon is going to cross the catastrophe, the power is very great, be careful that you can't stand it for a while, and you will be blown away. After speaking, he wondered in his heart, why is this girl so familiar, where have she seen it, forget that his magic weapon is about to be born, and laughed again.

Zhang Lingya was anxious about this, and when she heard this, her eyes rolled and said: "Hello grandpa, I just made a magic weapon indiscriminately, and someone threw me here, grandpa is good, let me come to you." ’

"Well, you'd better stay away from me. You don't think it will be affected when you get to that corner."

When Zhang Lingya heard this, she felt that it was reasonable, so she hid in the corner, and the clouds in the sky gathered more and more, and the black pressure made people breathless. The old man said very heroically: "Come on, haha, the Dao weapon I refined has finally succeeded, haha" There was a burst of laughter, and there were more and more onlookers, Tai Huajun looked at the field solemnly, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, which did not disperse for a long time, but gathered more and more.

Zhang Lingya had no bottom in her heart, she looked at all this timidly, the sword in her hand was buzzing, and she seemed to disdain these dark clouds. Looking at the four pillars, she hid under one pillar, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous, think about it, only there is the safest, this old man can't see through it, there must be a lot of magic weapons. The lightning in the sky began to cross, Zhang Lingya rushed towards the old man like an electric shock, the old man saw Zhang Lingya running over, and hurriedly said: "Girl, dodge quickly, the thunder will split, be careful," a thunder sounded from the top of Zhang Lingya's head, touched, smashed on the light curtain, the four pillars emitted a trace of sparks, and the pillars saw that an invisible protective screen dissipated the thunder.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the power of the lightning strike dissipate: "Girl, you can't get close to me, this one I just refined is a Dao weapon, and the power of the thunder tribulation is very great." ’

Zhang Lingya was helpless and had nothing to think about, so she could only say, "Grandpa, you can do it, okay, I'm afraid of thunder when I'm a child, I don't know why I'm thrown here today, please protect me." ”

The old man was not stupid, he looked at the sword in Zhang Lingya's hand and said, "Girl, this sword was just refined by you."

Zhang Lingya could only nod, and the old man exclaimed: "Yes, the little girl can also make a dao weapon by messing around, but why does this sword have no light, think about it, okay, come here, say it first, when the time comes, the thunder calamity caused by my magic weapon will be big, and I will not be responsible for you." ’

Zhang Lingya could only nod her head like pounding garlic, and said: "It's okay, don't complain about grandpa, don't complain about grandpa." ’

The dark clouds in the sky continued to accumulate, as if the oppressive sky was about to give in, and the old man also saw that the momentum was wrong, and his original composure, insolent laughter turned into seriousness, and took out his own defensive magic weapon to protect it above his head. The lightning slid through one after another, but there was no thunder. There was thunder from far and near, like a bell ringing like a shout, dull and accumulating strength, with a snap, the brilliance of the four pillars disappeared, the pillars began to crack, and a rumbling sound sounded above the heads of Zhang Lingya and the old man, and smashed into the two people in the field.

There were more and more monks watching, and a few Yuanying seniors also gathered around to take a look at the power of Qinghuo Zhenren refining peerless Dao weapons. Zhang Lingya pressed the sword in her hand and unsheathed it, and kept praying in her heart, Daddy, the gods of the heavens, the master blesses the apprentice to survive this calamity, the master blesses the apprentice to survive this calamity, the gods of the heavens quickly help me, and the corners of Qinghuo Zhenren's mouth twitched. The dark clouds in the sky were still accumulating, and there was no sign of receding, Qinghuo Zhenren saw Zhang Lingya so damaged, and casually threw her a defensive magic weapon, Zhang Lingya understood that he would immediately put it on himself. A hint of warmth brought her sanity back.

She remembered Qimen Li Dunjia, so she began to walk and draw on the field, the dark clouds in the sky accumulated strength and did not disperse, and there were already 3 lightning bolts and no thunder. Qinghuo Zhenren's heart also sank a little, and he got himself 2 more defensive magic weapons. Seeing Zhang Lingya's thin and thin body, still scribbling around the field, he beckoned to her to come over.

Zhang Lingya was almost done, so she was overjoyed and leaned over with a smile. took a few escapes for herself and Qinghuo Zhenren. The thunder came from far and near, and the penetrating power was extremely strong and shot above Zhang Lingya's head, buzzing.

Qinghuo Zhenren said: "Girl, you have to be careful, this is the third thunder tribulation, and it is also the strongest, you have to pay attention." Don't get too far away from me. ’

Zhang Lingya nodded like pounding garlic. The rumbling sound finally smashed down, and the Dao weapon in the hands of the Qinghuo real person was bright and bright, humming constantly, shooting towards the sky continuously, and the thumping sound continued, and the defensive magic weapon of the Qinghuo real person was also played to the fullest, and the outermost layer of defense was shattered, and the clicking sound continued, and the lightning strike continued. Zhang Lingya's indiscriminately portrayed Dunjia finally played a role, instantly shifting the center of the lightning strike, and the one-person deep pit was 1 meter away from the old man and Zhang Lingya.

Zhang Lingya sweated, looked up at the sky, the clouds did not disperse, but were still gathering, accumulating strength, Qinghuo Zhenren was happy and excited at this time, and shouted: "This is a holy weapon of mine, it is a holy weapon" After calling out, he was not stingy, and took out two defensive magic weapons in a row to cover Zhang Lingya and him. He said excitedly: "Girl, I have tired you this time, I'm sorry, I'm here, don't talk about your master, lest he vomit blood in his practice." ’

Zhang Lingya nodded like pounding garlic, and clinged to Qinghuo Zhenren's side. The sword in her hand was also buzzing, as if she wanted to break free of Zhang Lingya's hand, Zhang Lingya scolded in her heart: "Dead duck, you listen to me, low-key and low-key understand, don't move." ’

Zhang Lingya was busy portraying another doorway, and Qinghuo Zhenren also saw some doorways, and tasted it carefully while being curious. Nodding his head from time to time, he forgot for a moment that there were a lot of lightning bolts above his head. Thunder has sounded. Zhang Lingya completely collapsed this time. The monks outside the hall were full of discussions.

"I'm so lucky that I can still see the Sacred Artifact born in my lifetime"

"Isn't it, it's all stained with the light of the real person of Qinghuo, hey, the most unlucky thing is the fairy in the field"

"Hey, it's a pity, it's a good fairy, it's bad luck to be affected by Qinghuo real people"

The person on the side interjected again: "In the next two thunder tribulations, it is estimated that the fairy will turn into ashes." ’

"It's a pity, I haven't found a daughter-in-law yet" laughed for a while, and there were different opinions.

The two old men were also discussing, one said: "Congratulations to the junior brother, it seems that your sect Taixuanzong has another peerless holy weapon" The other greeted: "Where, this thing does not return to the door, how happy is it, and whether the next two thunder tribulations can pass is still two different things, Dao Xi is too early."

The two people in the field, Zhang Lingya's busy buttocks, had no smoke, but Qinghuo Zhenjun looked at Zhang Lingya's and fell into deep thought. Zhang Lingya was calculating Lei's death door and her own life door, so she was busy and not chaotic. The thunder in the sky fell, smashing on the defensive magic weapon, and the eyes of the Qinghuo real people widened, and the sound of violent shouts rang out. Pop, 2 bolts of lightning in a row were dispersed. He also has a heart for Zhang Lingya now, and future generations should not die early if they have such talents. There were several more, Qinghuo Zhenjun Yungong attacked, and the last one was engulfed by Zhang Lingya's dead door.

Qinghuo Zhenren laughed, he looked back and forth at the magic weapon in his hand, caressed it lovingly, looked down at Zhang Lingya who was still busy and said: "Girl, today is the old man who has affected you, I don't know if you have a sect," Zhang Lingya's eyes lit up, this is the rhythm of accepting me as an apprentice, she subconsciously shook her head, nodded again, and made Qinghuo Zhenren confused.

The last thunder tribulation was also the most powerful, and everyone in the field held their breath. Some looked up at the sky, and some looked at the two people in the center of the field.

Zhang Lingya also felt the power of this last thunder, what should have been done before has been done, she has nothing to do, relying on Qinghuo Zhenren alone is really not righteous, so she pinched left and right, her eyes lit up, she took out a painting, spread it out and covered her and Qinghuo Zhenren's heads, and Qinghuo Zhenren was inexplicable by this move. He patted Zhang Lingya's head soothingly, signaling that he was relieved.

Outside the venue, some monks who were originally serious laughed one by one, and some of them laughed loudly, and said, "Senior brother, look, I don't see the painting on the top of the head of the transitional thunder tribulation."

"Hey, there's an old man on it. ”

Where does Zhang Lingya care about these, it is important to save her life, she calculated that she needs wood to survive this catastrophe, before the peach wood sword was left in Li Yuanwai's house, jade is not wood, and books are even worse, so I thought of the master's painting, paper made of wood, not what wood is. On the top of the head, the image is almost nothing, life is the most important.

Qinghuo Zhenren also saw this little girl's doorway, and he didn't object, so he was at her mercy. The thunder had been accumulating for a long time, and the dark clouds were thick, and the rumbling sound smashed towards Zhang Lingya and the real person of the Qing Goods.

Qinghuo Zhenren sat cross-legged, an invisible protective cover wrapped around him and the girl. The thunder was dull and strong, and it hit the outermost defensive magic weapon one after another, and the sound of porcelain shattering sounded, and it continued to penetrate, and it was a cracking sound again, breaking the two defensive magic weapons of Qinghuo Zhenren in succession. was still continuing, and Zhang Lingya nervously began to shout again that the master would bless the apprentice to tide over the difficulties. The lightning struck on the screen, and the celestial master who was far away in the other world slept well, and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. He sat down cross-legged and looked at it.

After a while, he scolded in his mouth: "Damn little apprentice, use Master and me as a shield, Flower Bone, you wait for me." There was another thunderclap that made him fidget. In a hurry, he could only shake his head while thinking about countermeasures, and after another while, his hair stood on end. In desperation, he can only use his own floating dust to bless. After feeling it for a while, he walked out of his thatched hut with his hands behind his back.

The dark clouds dispersed, and Zhang Lingya, who was shining under the bright sun, was warm. The scroll was not damaged, but the hair of the person in the painting stood up, the outside was scorched and the inside was tender, black and not slippery, Zhang Lingya stuck out her tongue, and prayed nonsense before she took the scroll and put it in the storage bag. Respectfully saluted the Qinghuo Dao people.

Qinghuo Zhenjun opened his mouth and said, "Little girl, who are you teaching from?"

Zhang Lingya didn't know what the master was asking, she replied habitually: 'Taixuan Qing Yajun' Qinghuo Zhenren's eyebrows trembled, and she laughed for a while: "Fate, it turned out to be a synthetic apprentice, come, I'll take you back to the sect." Okay and synthesized said. Your disciples have cursed you today.'

Zhang Lingya listened to the words that were wrong, and she felt a little bad in her heart and immediately explained: "My master has passed away, and I am now in the Southern Tomorrow Fortune Sect."

"That's okay, the Heavenly Fortune Sect should help you, you are a synthetic disciple, even if it is not the Heavenly Fortune Sect, other sects will take you in. Let's go, I'll take you to see your ancestor."

When Zhang Lingya was full of joy and sorrow, Taihuajun fell beside Zhang Lingya and bowed and said, "Congratulations to Zhenjun for getting the holy weapon"

"Hah...... "More and more people rushed over to congratulate them. Qinghuo Zhenjun saw that he was going to be busy, so he hurriedly said loudly: "That girl just now, 2 days later, I will take you back to Taixuanzong to find your ancestor."

Zhang Lingya couldn't say it when she heard the bitterness in her heart, she urgently needed a sect to rely on now, but the master's sect, can she go, countless questions were in her heart, and she didn't even hear what Tai Huajun was talking to her on the side.

There were two voices in his ears, "Senior sister, senior sister", and a sigh, Zhang Lingya hurriedly came back to her senses, smiled at Tai Huajun and apologized: "I was conflicting in my heart just now, Uncle Tai Hua, I don't know how much you know about it, but I can tell you that I didn't mean to cause trouble, I don't know what happened to Tianyun Sect now"