"That's a lot of treasures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info "Beinan drank coldly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden bowl, and the huge energy enveloped the golden bowl, wanting to seize it.

The dry mountain monk closed his mouth tightly, his eyes were lowered, and he gritted his teeth to control the golden bowl, his injuries were very serious, but he endured it.

"Broken!"

The energy in Beinan's hand multiplied, and the golden bowl shook, and he was about to take it in his hand.

Zhang Hongjun frowned slightly, this is the most suitable time to leave, but the stele is behind Beinan, he thought about it, cast the trick of the country, moved the stele over, turned around and fled.

Don't run away now, but when to wait.

Zhang Hongjun turned into a puff of wind and roared away.

"Child, I know you don't have good intentions." Beinan was furious and wanted to chase after him, but he was a little reluctant to let go of the golden bowl.

Seeing this, the dry mountain monk increased his energy to stabilize the crumbling golden bowl, Beinan shouted angrily, and his cultivation continued to increase, and with a whoosh, he finally snatched the golden bowl away.

He held the golden bowl in his hand, raised his hand to slap the monk away, stepped away, and was ready to lay a heavy hand, but at this time, the monk raised his head slightly, and Beinan also looked up at the sky, only to see that the originally clear sky, at this time, suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and countless clouds rolled quickly, low and heavy above them.

"Not good!" Bei Nan's face changed greatly, and he quickly dispersed the cultivation on his body, this is the tribulation cloud that has entered the realm of ascension, and he is very careful.

Before, he only cared about killing the enemy and forgot to control the realm, but as a result, he attracted the calamity, and he was going to cross the tribulation and be promoted to the realm of ascension.

"Haha...... Congratulations, Daoist friends have been promoted to the realm of ascension. ”

The dry mountain monk laughed, his indifferent eyes were full of banter, he endured the severe pain in his body, and quickly retreated, and Bei Nan had no intention of paying attention to him when he saw this.

Bei Nan's face was ugly, the ascension realm was a hurdle, he was not ready to cross the tribulation, but the tribulation had come, it came very suddenly, so that he could no longer continue to suppress, he swept to a flat ground in the distance, took out many treasures from his body, inserted them into the ground, and quickly laid out, hoping to suppress his own aura to the minimum, maybe the heavenly tribulation could be a little calmer.

In the distance, Zhang Hongjun, who was galloping, turned around, slowed down, and stood on a mountain peak, looking at the clouds from afar, with no joy or sadness on his face.

"Did you finally trigger the Apocalypse?"

He circled a few times and stopped at a mountain peak to see how the old man crossed the catastrophe, which was also a rare experience, after all, there were still very few people who could watch the catastrophe in person.

"That old ghost has been robbed." Ji Qingyu's beautiful eyes blinked, and the expression on her face was very complicated, it can be said that Bei Nan is her enemy, and he was slapped to death by Bei Nan with one palm.

"Hmph, with his mentality, it is still difficult to successfully survive the catastrophe."

Zhang Hongjun whispered to Ji Qingyu, although he did not survive the catastrophe, but, in his understanding, the catastrophe must have a fearless momentum to move forward, the old man has been forcibly suppressing cultivation, and he is afraid of the catastrophe, and he has lost a few points in terms of mentality.

Thundered!

There was an earth-shattering thunderstorm, and a thunderbolt slashed straight towards the old man, and the old man raised his hand and spewed out a ray of light, breaking the thunder and lightning.

The first thunder was easily dissolved, and the old man's heart seemed to be much more relaxed, and he was not so worried.

Bang!

The second thunderbolt fell, and the old man was relieved again, Lao Tzu looked happy, if this is the case, then this ascension catastrophe does not seem to be very difficult to cross, I was afraid of death and life before, and I am not so nervous at this time.

Of course, he did not take it lightly, he has always been a cautious person, and he is full of awe of the catastrophe, he stares at the sky, and has many treasures in his hands to dissolve thunder and lightning at any time.

What is the number of thunderbolts, there is no unified standard, different people are different, some end after three or four paths, some end after seven or eight paths, the most is said to be nine, nine is an extreme number, is the largest number among practitioners, and nine thunderbolts are the most.

Rumble!

Thundered!

The third and fourth thunderbolts came, one more fierce than the other, and by the time the fifth and sixth came, it was already as thick as a bucket, and under the wild bombardment, the nearby mountains collapsed.

However, the old man of Beinan prepared a lot, sacrificed all kinds of treasures on his body, and dissolved the thunder and lightning, although his clothes were shattered, and there were many injuries, and he looked very embarrassed, but he was not fatally injured, which is already very lucky for a robber.

Thundered!

The sixth thunderbolt thundered, was dissolved by the old man, the clouds in the sky spread outward, as if to disperse, Bei Nan's face showed joy, this thunder tribulation should be over, in the future, he is a rare ascension realm powerhouse in the underworld, and in a few years, he may be promoted to the immortal realm and travel to the Three Realms.

"The clouds are about to disperse, and the old ghost has succeeded in crossing the robbery?"

Ji Qingyu's tone was very unhappy.

"Look at it, it seems to be about the same." Zhang Hongjun was also very unhappy, he couldn't kill the old ghost like this, what was the reason.

He quietly hid his body, grabbed the stone tablet, and left at any time, as long as the old man succeeded in the catastrophe, then he could really run as far as he could.

But think about it, the old man asked for the stele to prepare for the catastrophe, and now that he has successfully crossed the tribulation, it means that the stele is useless to him, Zhang Hongjun guessed, but he didn't dare to take the risk, after all, he made the old man lose face several times, and this feud would not be let go even if it was an immortal.

The clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, leaving only a layer of white clouds, compared with the previous dark cloud scene, this moment is really very peaceful, blue sky and white clouds, extremely beautiful.

There is a faint fairy glow on the white clouds, the spiritual spring gushing, the ode is sung, the old man is overjoyed, and he mutters to himself: "Born with a vision, the earth gushes with a spiritual spring, and the old man must have succeeded in crossing the catastrophe." ”

He opened his arms and faced the sky, ready to meet the auspicious clouds in the sky and accept the baptism of heaven.

Bang!

Suddenly, in the peaceful white clouds, a golden glow descended, it was a golden thunder, this was not a natural vision, but a golden thunder tribulation.

The golden thunder is not very thick, only the size of a stick, and there is no terrifying aura released, but the power is extremely powerful, and with a bang, it directly splits half of the old man's body, and quickly loses his vitality.

"It's the Golden Thunder Tribulation, surviving the Golden Thunder Tribulation, comparable to an immortal, although it is still a flying realm, it is enough to look down on ordinary immortals, it is rare, but unfortunately this person is not blessed to enjoy!"

The withered mountain monks and withered bamboo monks in the distance were also watching, they were well-informed, knowing that this was a rare golden thunder tribulation in a hundred years, watching the old man being hacked to death, they also sighed lightly, and felt sorry for him.

"Hiccup?!"

Zhang Hongjun and Ji Qingyu were a little lost just now, and they were ready to continue to flee, but the old man was suddenly killed by a golden thunderbolt, they didn't have to flee, they were safe, at this moment, they felt that happiness came so suddenly.

The marauders disappeared, the clouds in the sky quickly dissipated, Zhang Hongjun carried the stone stele, his figure flashed, and flew away.

Beinan died, her soul was scattered, the murderer who killed Ji Qingyu was taken away by God, although Ji Qingyu had no joy or sorrow, but at this time, her handsome face still showed a bright smile like a flower, and the revenge was avenged, and the resentment in her heart dissipated.

She smiled, her body disappearing as if a fairy were leaving.

"Ji Qingyu, what are you thinking nonsense, quickly stabilize your mind."

Zhang Hongjun felt her abnormality for the first time, and was shocked at first glance, this was the prelude to the dissipation of the soul, he roared, woke up Ji Qingyu, and wrapped her soul body tightly with Xuanhuang True Qi.

Ji Qingyu came back to her senses from that strange state, she didn't know what was going on, she just felt that she had no worries, and she was very relaxed, but what it was, she couldn't think about it carefully, stabilized her mind, ran the Nine Dragons Soul Alchemy, and condensed the spirit body.

Zhang Hongjun swallowed several pills of the elixir, refined it, and supplied it to Ji Qingyu to help her recover.

It is another panacea, and it is a blessing in disguise, the realm has been promoted to the first level, and the first level of the Nine Dragons Alchemy has been successfully cultivated.

In the future, I will not be afraid of the danger of dissipation like just now.

"It's dangerous, don't think about it in the future."

Zhang Hongjun warned with a straight face, but Ji Qingyu smiled slightly, and he was suddenly full of joy and heartlessness.

"Laugh, you know how dangerous it was just now, if you react more slowly, you will be completely dissolved."

Seeing this, Zhang Hongjun taught her a lesson with his face.

Ji Qingyu smiled lightly, angry like a blue orchid, she asked: "You were so nervous just now, why are you so nervous, are you afraid that you will never see me again in the future?" ”

"What are you thinking about, little brain?"

Zhang Hongjun glanced at her, picked up the stele, stepped on the void, and left calmly.

"It's the first time I've seen someone so nervous about me when I'm so big." Ji Qingyu chattered endlessly.

"How is it possible, I see that your mother and father care about you very much." Zhang Hongjun said.

"I'm talking about people other than the father, the emperor, the queen mother, and the master." Ji Qingyu pouted.

"I just saw that your cultivation was not easy, so it was a pity that your soul was scattered like this." Zhang Hongjun disagreed.

"Humph!"

Ji Qingyu snorted lightly and stopped talking, and the chat ended under Zhang Hongjun's pimple emotional intelligence.

The front is still full of Buddha's meaning, but at this time, the sun has set in the west mountain, and a touch of red glow reflects the red world, Zhang Hongjun and Ji Qingyu can't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking ahead again, he was about to walk out of the West Heaven Buddha Realm, Zhang Hongjun stopped in the border area, found a big mountain to land, entered a hidden cave, and he put down the stone tablet and began to study.

"What is the secret of this stone tablet, and why is it offered as a treasure by Yan Guo?"

Zhang Hongjun asked Ji Qingyu while studying.

"This stele is the national treasure of the Yan Kingdom, it has been protected by the royal family for generations, unless people are specially allowed to get close to it, under normal circumstances, it is difficult to let people understand, as for the secret inside, it is difficult to say, as far as the information of the current comprehension is concerned, the stele helps the practitioner to realize the Tao, and can derive a space from itself, which seems to have a certain spatial power." Ji Qingyu is a member of the royal family, and he knows more about the stele than others, but that's all.

Yan belongs to the combination of Taoism and Confucianism, and Buddhism also has it, but there are very few.

Zhang Hongjun sat cross-legged, sat down in front of the stele, and studied the words on the stele, these words are very special, both like words and images, some like tadpole texts, and like a pattern, looking horizontally into the side of the ridge into a peak, the effect of different angles is different.

At this time, Zhang Hongjun saw an image, as if there was a general with a horizontal sword, standing mightily and unyieldingly, but just blinked his eyes, the image disappeared immediately, and became a rushing river, the river was monstrous, straight to the sky, and soon, the scene changed, it was a towering mountain, standing for thousands of years, in short, the change was very fast, and dozens of hundreds of pictures appeared in a moment.

Zhang Hongjun changed countless postures, moved around the stele, observed and studied the stele, and finally, he came to the conclusion that the stele was simply playing with people, and there were no fixed images or words to speak of.

He sat down honestly, recalling the vision that had happened when he had inadvertently injected Xuanhuang True Qi into the stone tablet before, and he decided to give it a try.