Obviously, the thundercloud has become much smaller, but many people have subconsciously retreated some distance.

"Boom!"

Yellow thunder fell, and the entire sky was filled with a destructive force.

"Fight!"

At this moment, a rapid piano sounded.

"Chirp!"

A crisp birdsong followed the piano sound, followed by a sound.

The three light clusters flying around Xu Yuyu suddenly fused together, turning into a three-headed divine bird, expanding into a huge body of more than ten meters, like a hen protecting food, holding Xu Yuyu below.

Thunderbolts fell, and the sound of the piano below became more and more urgent, and everyone clearly felt that the people on the tribulation platform, mana fluctuations began to appear unstable.

At the same time, many people sweated for it, and stared at the thunderclouds in the sky, hoping that it would end quickly, and hoping that it would fall as many as possible.

In the end, in the anxious and contradictory mood of everyone, the third wave of thunderclouds only fell eight, and the ninth was pregnant for half a day, but it still failed to split down and dissipated.

"Alas!"

Looking at this scene, many people sighed in their hearts.

The Infant God Thunder Tribulation is called the Forty-Nine Little Heavenly Tribulation, which is theoretically generally between thirty-nine and forty-nine, and once it reaches forty-nine, it means that there is a possibility of becoming an immortal.

Under the thirty-nine, there is little hope.

If it can exceed forty-nine and reach sixty-nine heavenly tribulations, it will be terrifying, after all, many tribulation period monks have crossed the tribulation, and it is only this level. Of course, the power can't be the same.

Of course, this is just a law, not a law, and it is completely different from the thing that determines the foundation of the rune true species.

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As the thunder tribulation dissipated, a special Dao essence, spirituality, began to emerge in the sky.

On the catastrophe platform, the formation also quietly dissipated.

Xu Yuyu's dusty figure floated up from it. A long lyre swirls around him, and three larks follow him.

Xu Yuyu was floating in the air at the moment, with his eyes closed, entangled and held up by thousands of Dao Yun.

In a moment, the three birds suddenly rushed into the long lyre, which turned into a mini piano and hovered over its eyebrows.

A little man more than a foot tall jumped out of his eyebrows abruptly, and held a long piano that was somewhat huge to him in his arms.

The villain held the piano, left his body, jumped into the air, and saluted everyone.

"Congratulations to the Qingling Divine Monarch for realizing the true law and the success of the infant god!" When everyone around saw this, they all returned the salute and congratulated.

Qing Ling, Xu Yuyu's Dao number, he can call himself Qing Lingzi in the future!

"I've met all of you, thank you Dharma Protector!" Xu Yuyu's rather compassionate voice resounded in the sky.

"Okay, the baby god has just become a god, hurry up and go back to stabilize your cultivation!" Below, in the overhaul of the two primordial gods, it is suspected that the elder Xu Yuyu spoke.

"Respect the Patriarch's Decree!" Xu Yuyu's infant god held the long qin, submerged into the body again, and on the robbery platform, the formation was activated again. However, this time it is no longer a defensive position, but an auxiliary formation such as gathering spirits and enlightenment.

Seeing this, many people saluted the top of the mountain and began to disperse one after another.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly, and glanced at a few senior brothers beside him, Gu Yuebai looked at Wang Zijia and said, "Senior brother go to sit with me?" ”

"No!" Wang Zijia gestured to Qiu Lianggong beside him for a moment, and said, "I specially asked Senior Brother Lianggong to help build the town vein today!" ”

"Then you're busy, we'll talk when you're free!" Gu Yuebai saluted, turned around and left.

Wang Zijia looked at Qiu Lianggong, who was standing quietly beside him, and said, "Senior brother, let's go too!" ”

"Hmm!" Qiu Lianggong looked at Xu Yuyu below, he didn't know what he thought, and his expression was a little dazed.

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The two of them left the Seven Peaks and flew towards the White Peach Peak.

In the process of hurrying, Qiu Lianggong suddenly lost his previous conversation, so that he was a little silent.

The two came to Baitao Peak and erected the building at the foot of the mountain, a place that had been chosen a long time ago.

Qiu Lianggong was a little absent-minded, so much so that most of the bridging work was done by Wang Zijia himself.

Wang Zijia can probably guess the other party's thoughts, and he can also slightly understand the other party's complicated feelings.

After all······ Qiu Lianggong is not young, at least four hundred starts, maybe older than Xu Yuyu.

At this age, for a real person who has the ambition to be a baby god, it is already imminent.

But it's useless to be anxious, it's as strong as Wan Yu, and after countless years of development, there are only more than a thousand gods, including the Yuan Shen and the old monster of the catastrophe.

The birth of every god is indispensable for chance, luck, heart, and talent!

For the entire sect, cultivating a baby god is also very dependent on luck.

"That's it!" After a long time, after completing the placement of the entire town vein building, Qiu Lianggong looked at it for a moment and said, "That's it for today!" ”

"Senior brother doesn't go to sit with me?" Wang Zijia asked.

Qiu Lianggong shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it another day when I'm free." ”

"Okay!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia didn't do much to keep it.

After the two saluted, Qiu Lianggong turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

"Baby God······ This first moat on the path of cultivation has blocked and shattered the dreams of many monks! Wang Zijia saw the other party leave for a long time before he whispered and sighed.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking nonsense, floated up the mountain, and returned to the White Peach Building.

Start the day of daily talisman making and stock up on knowledge.

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In the evening, after dinner, Wang Zijia did not go to Taoyuan with Xiang Feifei, but returned to the cultivation room early.

I took out my identity card and entered the fairy fantasy realm.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the main square, Wang Zijia felt that today's square was many times more lively than in the past.

In the square, there are usually only a few thousand people, but today there are at least tens of thousands, and there are really many real people like dogs, and they gather collectively.

Many of them were out on a mission, and they went online to ask about the situation.

More often than not, they did not immediately enter the back hall, and their respective small circles discussed enthusiastically in the square.

Wang Zijia also mixed in the square for half an hour before passing through the square and entering the circle that Yan Qimeng took him into.

There are also more people here today, with a scale of nearly 100 people.

"The group of people in the Rite Courtyard are really a god, and they will be a god monarch without making a sound, which is enough for them to be stunned for three or five years!"

"No, I didn't hear anything about it before."

"I heard that you don't even plan to hold a Divine Monarch Celebration?"

"Isn't it, shouldn't they, as the Rite Academy, make a big deal?"

"Who knows!"

"By the way, isn't there something wrong with the Kunling realm below lately?"

"It's a little, it seems that the fight is more intense than the Moon Demon Cliff!"

"It's not going to be like the Feipeng Realm again, is it?"

"It's impossible, the sect is prepared, it shouldn't be. There are eight Divine Monarchs in the Kunling Realm! ”

"Do you think that this war seems to be our initiative to fight, but it is simply what the Bone Soul Concept wants to fight?"

"Originally, it was okay, the sect declared war, and you thought it was our sect that provoked it?"

"I heard that the Flying Immortal Sect Alliance and the Hehuan Demon Sect have also been in constant friction recently?"

“······”

In the entire octagonal pavilion, a large group of brothers and sisters were discussing fiercely. Except for some recent daily events, most of them are 'international' events.

It's like blowing water in a dormitory in a previous life, surfing the Internet!

Wang Zijia was mixed in, chatting a few words occasionally, and most of them were listening.

In addition to getting a lot of things, the main thing is to blend into the circle!

However, the matter of Xu Yuyu's sudden promotion to Divine Monarch seems to be unclear to many people in the entire sect.

After mixing with everyone for more than half an hour, Wang Zijia didn't get up and leave until the final daily trading session was over.

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Deal with the matter of opening the pulse every day, make talismans, mix illusions, and fight with Xiang Feifei until late at night.

Time flies and it's another decade.

Wang Zijia's life has become very peaceful, in stark contrast to the war-torn topics spread throughout the sect.

After the spiritual objects were almost sold, Wang Zijia's income was only stable with the 10,000 magic money for making jade talismans every day.

As for the others, such as the vein master or something, it is not yet time to harvest, so it is good not to have him put it in.

Of course, if Wang Zijia is willing, he can also swallow a lot of support, and pull out the seedlings to suck up the blood that opens the veins. As a result, the jade talisman became an ornament.

In addition, the Shadows also arrived on the battlefield one after another and began to collect corpses.

On average, the value earned actually began to catch up with his talisman income, and he could get about 30,000 yuan of value every day.

Almost all of the corpses that were sent back were the corpses of the demon sect monks, after all, the corpses of the disciples of the sect were not seriously polluted, and even if they were broken, they needed to be transported back for burial.

From this alone, you can see how exaggerated the Moon Demon Cliff is!

Tai Chi: 750,000

Ten days of extracting pollution and taking medicine, the harvest value is 570,000 yuan, stable and substantial.

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It's night, in the underground base of White Peach Peak.

Wang Zijiapan sat in the laboratory, and the five ghosts carefully protected the Dharma.

Wang Zijia first sensed the situation in a moment through the human skin paper clone in the treacherous domain, and after making sure that everything was calm, Wang Zijia was moved.

The book carried the second Dao base, as well as his consciousness, and quietly escaped into the realm of the hundred demons.

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On the periphery of the Hundred Demon Domain, ten meters deep underground.

Wang Zijia quietly opened his eyes and carefully observed the surroundings for a moment.

After confirming that there was no problem, the various bans in the basement were not lifted, and Wang Zijia quietly drilled out of the basement after leaving a paper figure to anchor in place.

The blood-colored book hovered above his head, blocking him from all breath, so as not to alarm the three sect supervisors again.

With the isolation of the blood-colored books, even the restriction of the forbidden sky here can't restrict Wang Zijia.

He floated up, looked around, and observed his surroundings, and when the books flashed above his head, a panoramic sand table map appeared in front of him.

After determining his position, the corners of Wang Zijia's mouth raised slightly.

It's quite fateful, although it is completely different from the place where he landed last time, but it is in the same area.

Wang Zijia smiled, determined the direction, and flew towards the destination.

The evil ghosts encountered along the way, Wang Zijia was not polite at all, and all of them were solved casually.

I went to the afternoon of the third watch, every day, come to some monthly passes! If you don't vote, you're going to be moldy!

(End of chapter)