The dark clouds are thick, the whirlpool in the sky is black and deep, like the sky has opened one eye to look at the center of the "boom" whirlpool of this land flashing dazzling light, the dark clouds are rolling faster and faster, the tribesmen have run home to close the doors and windows, Chang Kele's home is near the north gate of the tribe, he squatted next to the gate and looked at the black whirlpool in the distance, his expression is very tangled, he has heard that there are great traitors in the world who will be struck by lightning," How many times has the pheasant been struck by thunder, could it be that he has done too many sins in his previous life, and his life in this life has also been counted by God?" He looked at the sky in amazement, and the rain dripped down and soaked his clothes, and the rain poured down in an instant.

There were also an old man and a young man who were drenched, and the black hair was wet covering the pheasant's eyes, he felt very strange, and turned his head to look at Qing Wuheng who was standing outside the room, and the eyes of each other were also mixed with confusion.

"It's stopped, why is it stopped, why is it stopped!" The pheasant yelled, there was no imaginary appearance of the tenth heavenly thunder made him very angry, because there was no happiness, he originally thought that the tenth strongest heavenly thunder would fall, his blood was boiling, he wanted to ignite, everything was just what he wanted, God made a joke to him, the green pheasant has a very humorous side, but this time he was silenced by God, he is used to control, everything comes from his conceit and his high emotional intelligence and high mind, no one can break the progress of his control, this sky is not good, but he was still ridiculed by God once, so he was very aggrieved、Very angry。

"Hehe, you bastard. The pheasant opened his mouth to say this, which is an excuse for a loser to say that his opponent has no choice. He had a sense of decadence, the fact that he was too pale and powerless was in front of him, he knew that he couldn't fight the sky, and he knew that the reason why the ants were ants was because no matter how strong they were, they couldn't beat the creatures at the top of the food chain with a gentle kick, the pheasant suddenly laughed, the laughter was very domineering, the rain in the sky was still very heavy, and there was no reduction in the weather, as if he was laughing at him This ant wants to go against the sky, but if he is angry because of his grievances, won't he become obedient. He has always been very rebellious, and his age allows him to be rebellious, even if he fails, he has to laugh and laugh against the sky.

The green pheasant put away the blood and qi all over his body, walked out of the wooden house that was no longer in shape, threw off the very tattered boots that were split by the thunder, and stepped on the muddy ground barefoot, "You should buy me a few clothes to spare, if it doesn't rain, it will make me very undignified and lose your face if the people see me now" He walked towards Qing Wuheng with a smile, "snap" Qing Wuheng slapped Qing Wuheng in the face.

Qing Wuheng said, "Do you know what you're doing? That's the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation that has killed countless Heavenly Proud Demons throughout the ages!" After saying this, he knelt on the ground as if he had lost his strength, splashing some mud, his chest rose and fell quickly, he was very worried about the green pheasant just now, and at the same time he was also very angry, this is his only bloodline, he hated himself because he was the tribal patriarch and did not fulfill his grandfather's responsibility, if he could, he would rather just be an ordinary old clansman of the tribe who enjoyed the joy of family, but that was only if.

The pheasant covered the slap marks on his face, laughed, and said slightly, "Grandpa." "He hadn't called it seriously to his face since he was six years old, but this time he said it seriously, in Qing Wuheng's eyes, no matter how mature his mind was, he was still a fourteen-year-old child.

The raindrops began to fall sparsely in the sky, the dark clouds slowly dispersed, the sun soon illuminated the tribe, a rainbow appeared above the trees, the eaves of the wooden house were dripping down, the wooden door opened, a pair of white and tender little feet ran out of the house, and the little banshee with pointed ears and an innocent face "The rain has stopped, hehe" Gradually, many doors opened, the clansmen walked out of the wooden doors, the laughter of the children spread throughout the tribe, a tiger-headed child ran around, his name was Chang Pingping, it was a child of Chang Cola, the rain just stopped running out of the house, very excited, splashed with a lot of mud, running with a smile on his own, there was an old man and a young man standing in front of him walking towards him, he stopped and looked at the naked pheasant carefully, "Brother Pheasant, shameful face, naked and running around, Xiaoping is so small, my father must let me wear clothes." When the pheasant heard this, the thunder had torn almost all the clothes on his body just now, and only * had a little pants to cover his shame. Qing Pheasant smiled and looked at Qing Wuheng standing beside him, and said, "Look, the children know that your grandfather is incompetent, and they know that I don't have a few more clothes to prepare for the catastrophe." ”

"Hahaha, okay, go back and give you clothes to wear, pick any materials, let the group of clothes in the beast clothing workshop do it well, my grandson can't be bad." Qing Wuheng smiled, his mood was better than ever. It seems that you can agree to any request. Qing Pheasant looked at his happy appearance and said with a smile, "Then the chair of the Ying Dragon Hall will be sent tomorrow." The laughter stopped abruptly, and Qing Wuheng's face instantly fell, "Don't think about it, the stinky boy has to make inches." He said hesitantly.

The pheasant was in a good mood, walked up to Chang Pingping, picked him up and rode on his neck, his hair was a little wet and wet Chang Pingping's clothes, "Oh, I'm riding a big horse." Chang Pingping rode on the shoulder of the pheasant and smiled happily. The hand scratched on the pheasant's wet hair, and suddenly pinched the pheasant's left ear, "Eh, it's so strange what is this?" The pheasant was startled and felt that there seemed to be something hanging on the left ear, and the hair was all lying on his face because of the wetness, covering the ear, he reached out and grabbed it, his fingers were electrified, and the pheasant didn't care about continuing to touch the ear, as if it had been pierced into the ear. But I obviously put it in my clothes at the time, and I thought it was blown up when I crossed the catastrophe, when did it run to my ear, and stabbed it, and I didn't feel any pain at that time. The pheasant felt very lucky, this was a very precious earring left by the teacher, and suddenly thought, "Wait, something is wrong, this is not an ordinary product, how can an ordinary thing be so simple to pierce his ear, the electric shock when his finger touches it, it feels like it is a small lightning bolt of the same level as the Tribulation, could it be that this thing absorbs the Tribulation lightning left in my body?" His mind was thinking quickly, thinking of this, the pheasant realized more and more that these earrings were not ordinary, but he didn't care about the illogic of this matter, just keep it on his ears, and don't think about things that he can't figure out for a while, it's as simple as that.

The cabin where the pheasant lived was destroyed, and Qing Wuheng could only let him live in Yinglong Palace, planning to let him go back after sending someone to build the wooden house.

In the Yinglong Palace, "What, in the past dynasties, only the tribal patriarch was qualified to stay in the Yinglong Hall for a long time, and asked the patriarch to let him live somewhere else." The great elder of the tribe, Qing Poshan, opened his mouth to object, he was very disgusted with Qing Pheasant as the grandson of the patriarch but he only cared about reading every day regardless of cultivation, a tribe can only become strong under the leadership of a strong man, plus he is Qing Lie's grandfather, Qing Lie abolished one of his grandson's arms, but it was Qing Lie who made the first move, and he couldn't find Qing Wuheng to reason. Qing Wuheng leaned sideways on the seat on the high platform with one hand on his head, looking at the three elders sitting under the stage and was silent, Qing Pheasant stood next to the chair, wearing a black cloth robe, his hair tied together and draped on his back, just like the Terran crown prince he saw in the book to listen to the government, this feeling is very good, but in his mind he thought that the scene was a little small, and he also knew how big his ambition was, he didn't listen carefully to the opposition of the elders under the high stage, he wanted to live in the Yinglong Hall for a few days, because the murals on the wall gave him a very strange feeling, and he wanted to find out what the reason was, maybe he didn't have such a big power to solicit this kind of opportunity, but this was the Yinglong Palace, His grandfather is the patriarch of the Yinglong tribe, and in this place, he will definitely be able to get what he wants.

"Finished?" Qing Wuheng asked, Qing Poshan looked at the patriarch with wide eyes and surprise, and a bad premonition rose in his heart, "Qing Pheasant has been afraid of the dark since he was a child, and he doesn't dare to go out alone at night, he can only fall asleep by sleeping in his own bed, otherwise he will go crazy everywhere, I am afraid that it will affect everyone, so I made this decision." Qing Wuheng said.

Qing Poshan was furious after hearing this, "Why haven't I heard of the pheasant having this kind of problem, I'm afraid of the dark? How often in the past few years have I not seen this kid running back from outside in the morning!" Qing Poshan couldn't tolerate Qing Wuheng protecting the pheasant like this, and retorted: "Qing Wuheng, I think you are selfish." He pointed to the huge Ying dragon skeleton above his head, "Traditionally, only the patriarch or the future patriarch has been qualified to comprehend the Ying dragon bone, you don't want to set up a pheasant as the future patriarch, I don't think the tribal patriarch can't turn in the hands of a child in this realm." "Ying Long tribe is respected by the strong, his eldest grandson Qingkui is the strongest combat power of the younger generation of the tribe, no matter how you look at the title of the future tribal patriarch, how can you tolerate the pheasant to grab his grandson to join the enlightenment.

"You think too much, I'm still the patriarch. Qing Wuheng's voice sounded faintly, "Besides, the pheasant is my grandson." "There is another sentence that he didn't say, but the rest of the elders, including Qing Poshan, all know what he wants to say, it's his grandson, and we can't care about it.

"Hmph" Qing Poshan snorted coldly and walked out of the main hall, and the other two elders glanced at each other and retreated to Qing Wuheng. The door closed, and the light inside the hall was a little dim, "Thank you grandpa for this opportunity for your grandson." The pheasant opened his mouth and said, "It's just like this, the Great Elder is not stable, his realm in the tribe is not worse than that of Grandpa, but after being a Great Elder for so many years, he must be a little aggrieved." ”

"It doesn't matter, if he dares to turn against me, I will abolish him. Qing Wuheng said domineeringly, "In the past few days, you have been here to comprehend, and you can feel the breath of the dragon with the keel of Ying, and I felt a trace of the breath of the dragon back then, which is very effective for cultivation." ”

The pheasant nodded, "Yes, the grandson must live up to his grandfather's expectations." Qing Wuheng looked at him, "Haha, this is like a child, you watch me go out to inspect first, and in a few days it will be time to go out to hunt in the tribe." After speaking, he got up and slowly walked out of the hall with his hands behind his back.

The pheasant smiled and touched his nose, "Child, maybe it's your fourteen-year-old true self now." "There is only one left in the hall, the pheasant touches the tiger skin seat, as if caressing the skin of his lover, he is still underage and does not know what a lover is, the book is about stroking the things he loves very much, and the tiger skin seat should be about the same. He didn't have a little psychological burden and sat cross-legged on the chair to meditate, Qing Wuheng let him stay alone This is a pass for him, what do you like, the pheasant squinted his eyes and stabilized his cultivation, and the hundred demon bones in his body shone brightly, the heavenly tribulation brings more than just destruction, once it is passed, there will be great benefits, such as the improvement of the realm, a heavenly tribulation will directly promote the cultivation of the green pheasant to the nine-rank great consummation of the forging bone realm, as long as there is a trace of opportunity, you can break the mirror for the Ming Blood Realm, open the blood of the whole body, let the blood be free of impurities, and strengthen the physical body to an extreme。 Feeling the glowing demon bone in his body, when he developed the hundredth demon bone, it was like encountering a barrier, and there was no way to penetrate it. "One hundred pieces have not broken through, in ancient times, the demon clan Tianjiao had the existence of one hundred and eight demon bones in the whole body, and the final achievement was destined to be extraordinary, I was the first demon clan to cross the catastrophe since ancient times, maybe I can try to open all the demon bones. The bone necklace of the pheasant's left earlobe suddenly swayed, and a powerful thunderbolt force passed through the earring and hit the pheasant's body.

"Tribulation!" This is the pheasant's first thought, immediately decided, closed his eyes to feel the power of thunder and lightning rushing into the body, the lightning directly followed the pheasant's meridian pulse to the pheasant's bones, the hundred demon bones in the body emitted golden light, the light revealed the pheasant's body, as if the body was transparent, the blood involuntarily emanated, around the pheasant's body, he felt the power of thunder and lightning impacting the one hundred and one demon bones The light spread upward along the hundredth demon bone, as if he couldn't feel the existence of the barrier, the pheasant suddenly understood in his heart" He was the first to survive the Heavenly Tribulation in ancient times, so that his demon bones could break through the barrier of one hundred pieces, and there was a Heavenly Tribulation in ancient times, and the predecessors of the demon clan would only reach the Great Perfection of one hundred and eight demon bones when they were born in that era, so that the pheasant opened his eyes. "If you want to develop all the demon bones, you must go through the Heavenly Tribulation" He figured this out, as if he also grasped the key to the reason why the demon clan was not guarded by a strong person.

The Heavenly Tribulation is the starting point for the achievement of all the strong.

The golden light emitted from the demon bones in the body has spread to the one hundred and third demon bones, and the pheasant is now likely to be the most developed existence in the tribe and even the entire demon clan demon bone forging bone realm, slowly the one hundred and four, one hundred and five, one hundred and six, but the speed of the golden light is getting slower and slower, and when it comes to the one hundred and seventh demon bone, it seems that he has encountered that barrier again, and he can't break through, the pheasant opened his eyes again, and the blood and qi retracted into his body, he was thinking, thinking about ways to break through the barrier, some things can't be done, you need to calm down and think, because there is no way to impact just useless work, he won't waste extra time, it's not stingy, it's just shrewd。

Pheasant thinks back to the process of the Heavenly Tribulation, and he needs to recall the details that he did not pay attention to, and the details are always doomed to success or failure.