Chapter 153 One Hundred Years, Mahayana Period

Chapter 154: One Hundred Years, Mahayana Period

The breeze tried to slowly approach the waterhole, the extreme cold almost freezing his blood into ice cubes.

Qingfeng was horrified in his heart, forcibly urged his true qi, and stayed away from the waterhole in an instant.

Taking off the robe that had been wet with cold sweat and touching the ice chips on his body, Qingfeng forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart.

"Forget it, Qingfeng, with our strength, it is impossible to get close to the waterhole, let alone enter the waterhole and go to the depths of the waterhole to find the unknown treasure." Murong Tianxue persuaded softly.

Qingfeng felt a faint call from the depths of the pool, as if something inside wanted to go down on its own.

His face was cloudy, the breeze was tight, and he sighed in his heart, do you really want to give up?

No, no, I don't have two words in my dictionary.

Thinking of this, Qingfeng was ruthless in his heart.

Forcibly calming down, Qingfeng planned to grind slowly, not believing that he couldn't conquer a waterhole.

Yuwentong shook his head, not quite understanding why Qingfeng was so stubborn, what was obviously impossible to do, but he wanted to do it, did he really want to hit his head and break the bloodstream?

Qingfeng didn't care about the thoughts of a few people, and sat quietly next to the waterhole every day, quietly cultivating.

After a while, a little closer, a hundred meters, then ninety meters, eighty meters......

Three years later, Qingfeng finally adapted to the cold current on the periphery of the waterhole, and was already sitting on the edge of the waterhole.

Qingfeng's cultivation has broken through to the late stage of the Tribulation, and it is still growing little by little.

Finally, one day, the breeze adapted to the temperature on the edge of the pool and began to try to move into the water.

The moment Qingfeng's feet stepped into the pool, they were directly frozen into icicles by the cold pool water.

It was obviously a pool of water, and he was frozen into ice cubes when he entered, and this contradictory phenomenon refreshed the cognition of several people.

The breeze is like an ice sculpture, sitting quietly on the surface of the pool, motionless, without the slightest life.

"This, Childe won't be already ......." Xie Bi'an looked at the breeze that had become an ice sculpture, and couldn't help but worry.

"No, he's not going to die." Murong Tianxue said calmly, but a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

Half a year later, Qingfeng's body gradually sank into Tan Shui, like a piece of ice sinking into the water.

Qingfeng's blood flow has become extremely slow at this time, and it only circulates a week a month.

Only a steady stream of spiritual energy continued to pour into his body, indicating that he was still alive.

The growing momentum continued to sink into the water with Qingfeng's body.

I really don't know how long it has been, maybe a month, maybe a year, ten years.

Qingfeng felt that his cultivation had actually broken through the Mahayana period.

At the moment when the breeze broke through, the sky of the Earth Boundary suddenly became pitch black.

Rolling dark clouds covered most of the realm, lightning became chaotic, and countless people felt an extreme depression enveloping their hearts.

Soon, the lightning in the sky continued to slash into the ground, but no one knew why.

In the unknown space, Qingfeng's body has been hidden in the waterhole, and I don't know how much it has sunk.

Yu Wentong and the others were extremely bored, perhaps stimulated by Qingfeng's desperate cultivation, and not long after he sank into the pool, he actually began to cultivate.

One day, a "thunderbolt" of lightning suddenly appeared in the space from above, instantly flooding the waterhole.

"This, this, what's going on?" Xie Bi'an and the others were stunned by this sudden change.

"Ah, the breeze is underwater, what can I do?" Yu Wentong reacted at this time.

"Ah, yes, the breeze is still down there, how can this lightning be so powerful."

Everyone seemed to be facing Tianwei, and they didn't dare to take a step closer to the waterhole, feeling that if they were wiped by lightning, they might turn into ashes.

The moment the breeze broke through, he suddenly felt countless lightning bolts above the waterhole attacking the pool, and he was shocked in his heart.

"This is? Could it be the tribulation of the Mahayana period? Qingfeng exclaimed in his heart, can't the Heavenly Tribulation be avoided anywhere?

Qingfeng thought of another question, since the Heavenly Tribulation could fall, it meant that this place was still in the Earth Boundary, but he didn't know the specific location.

Thunder and lightning surrounded the breeze along the pool, and the powerful current made the breeze tremble.

This feeling is far more dangerous and sad than being on land, with strong currents everywhere in the waterholes.

The strong current caused the breeze to pause briefly for a while.

There was a fainting sensation in his mind, and the breeze was almost about to go mad.

Deep inside, there was a powerful attraction coming from the stone tablet.

Suddenly, all the tears in Tan Shui couldn't help but gather towards Qingfeng, and soon disappeared on Qingfeng's body.

More and more thunder and lightning gathered in the stele, and soon a small bead formed in the stele.

This is a thunder bead made of thunder and lightning after refining and compression, if this is known by the power of the fairy world, I am afraid that I will try my best to break through the boundary and snatch the thunder bead in Qingfeng's body.

Qingfeng's entire mind was immersed in it, and he felt that his cultivation was rapidly improving.

A month later, the thunder and lightning continued to fall, and there was no sign of stopping.

This made Murong Tianxue's face show a worried expression, even if he had extreme trust in Qingfeng, he couldn't help but worry about Qingfeng's safety at this time.

After a month, the tears still did not stop at all, and countless lightning bolts continued to fall from the sky, falling in the pool, and gathering in the body of the breeze down the pool.

The stele, which had not changed for a long time, became brighter and brighter, as if it was being charged.

Twenty more days passed, and the thunder and lightning continued to fall.

It was still the constant indefinite thunder and lightning that made several people panic.

Qingfeng felt more and more powerful, his complexion became relaxed, the cold ice around his body had disappeared, and at this time Qingfeng had completely adapted to the extremely cold pool water.

At this time, Qingfeng felt that his cultivation was already at the peak of the early stage of Mahayana, and he almost broke through to the middle stage of Mahayana.

Finally, when Qingfeng's cultivation was firmly at the peak of the early Mahayana period, the thunder and lightning suddenly disappeared, as if he had never come.

A powerful momentum poured out from under the pool, and the powerful momentum spread to all sides, making the few people who were paying attention to the thunder and lightning above instantly feel depressed.

This momentum surpassed all the Mahayana monks that several people had seen before.

Yuwentong and the others kept moving away from the waterhole, and finally were forced to ten miles away by the powerful momentum.

Qingfeng felt his strong strength, and he couldn't help but want to let out a long howl in his heart.

Swept through his senses, Qingfeng realized that he had reached the bottom of the pool.

A pitch-black stone lay silently, and the breeze felt that the temperature was even lower than absolute zero.

An extreme danger came from that stone.

Qingfeng hesitated a little, at this time, his cultivation had reached the Mahayana stage, and basically no one in the earth realm could threaten him, and at this time, he had completely relied on his strength to crisscross the earth realm.

But the stone makes Qingfeng have a feeling that he will regret it for a lifetime if he doesn't get it.

Finally, Qingfeng gritted his teeth, stepped forward, grabbed the stone, and instantly sent the stone to the stone tablet.