Chapter 22: The Tribulation

Bai Ling breathed a long sigh of relief, holding Meng Yao's hand tightly, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

But at this moment, Xu Jiao's face suddenly distorted, and a strange smile flashed on her face, "Bai Ling, do you think you can kill me in this way......?"

Bai Ling raised his eyebrows and sneered: "It's all like this, do you think you can still escape?" However, he was vigilant in his heart, and looked at Meng Yao tightly, for fear that the other party would disappear in front of him!

At this time, Xu Jiao ignored him, and casually released a defensive cover, holding a white rune paper in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, his eyes were closed, and he was deaf to the attack of the black snake in the outside world.

"This is a small transfer talisman!" Bai Ling shouted angrily after seeing the shape of the talisman paper in Xu Jiao's hand.

Then he poked with both hands, and a large thick fog drifted towards him, and he was actually planning to do it himself, and the defensive barrier composed of spiritual power in front of Xu Jiao disappeared in a moment, and without any obstruction, the thick fog swept towards Xu Jiao violently.

At this time, Bai Qi, who could only watch all this on the side, was impatient, and let out a low roar several times in his mouth, but the white snake was too entangled, Xu Jiao ignored it, and in the eyes of the two, they could only open their eyes and look at Xu Jiao, who was about to be contaminated by the thick fog.

"Teleport!"

Xu Jiao coldly spit out two words.

Suddenly, the white light soared, and Xu Jiao's figure was illusory for a while, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The fog struck the stone face behind it, turning into nothingness!

Bai Ling seemed to have thought of something? He looked at the green little ding, his eyes were trembling, he quickly went up and threw the green little ding away, throwing it far away!

But the light that was about to explode couldn't be stopped, he clenched Meng Yao's hand as if it was hot, and the air flow drowned him in the sea of air.

Why, why! He finally saw Meng Yao's eyes, and it seemed to be frozen at that moment, his Meng Yao recovered!

His heart hurts, this pain has reached all his internal organs, the whole cave is shaking, he still has the last wisp of consciousness, he feels that he is in the clouds, who saved him, is it Bai Qi? She wants to kill herself, he barely opened his eyes, looked at the vicissitudes of life that was similar to himself, and completely fainted.

Han Chen didn't know why he saved this person, he felt confused, and there was some confusion in his mind!

Maybe the story was too affectionate, or maybe it was Meng Yao's last longing eyes that attracted him.

Bai Ling woke up and didn't know that it was two days later, surrounded by a hut, a pot of water was dripping down, Bai Ling's eyes were a little dull, as if he had lost his soul and had no life.

Han Chen glanced at Bai Ling, put a bell of water on the table, and looked at it from a distance, Bai Ling raised his head and hung his hands, like a puppet being manipulated.

Just this glance, Han Chen was a little annoyed, shook his sleeves, and said coldly: "If I save a dying person, it is better for you to cut it off on your own, in order to repay me for saving my life, you will give me all the essence of your life, and only then can it be regarded as repaying the favor!" Spit out these words, Han Chen was still uncomfortable, took a sip of water in a sullen voice, and said: "If I didn't have a beloved back then, who would care if you lived or died." ”

Bai Ling's eyelids blinked, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears, he only felt very irritable, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he couldn't help but sneer, how can there be love and hate between monks, only love and hatred.

"No, there is love and hate in this world, do you know the Heavenly Maiden Elephant!" Han Chen directly denied.

"Celestial Elephant?" Bai Ling muttered in a low voice, as if there was a sense of sorrow in his heart.

On the Baiyun Mountain in the Central Plains, there is a statue of a celestial maiden, this female is not Guanyin, nor is it a Buddha, nor is it a powerful monk in the world of cultivating immortals. It's an ordinary nun.

The legend of this female cultivator has been admired by countless monks in the immortal cultivation world, and one of them has made efforts to repair the Heavenly Statue overnight.

This statue of the goddess elephant is dozens of feet high, wearing a felt hat, with tears in her eyes, gentle and delicate, both hands stroked, in order to drag the sky, in order to break the sky, what is more wonderful is that this goddess elephant has a color overnight, looks completely like a human being.

The soles of the female elephant's feet, the mortal emperor was greatly surprised, and specially gave it the title of "Heavenly Maiden", and everyone was surprised, thinking that this was an immortal with a spirit, and came to worship, and made up many stories in vain.

And this is the most poignant love of the Heavenly Maiden, which tells the story of the Star Monarch of the Heavenly Realm who went down to the mortal world to meet the Heavenly Maiden, at that time the Heavenly Maiden was just an ordinary woman in the mortal world, her parents died early, and the two met at the end.

"Do you want to hear about my calamity?" Bai Ling said.

"Oh!" Han Chen's ears moved, he was very curious about Bai Ling's love tribulation, in addition to the need for spiritual energy (demonic energy) in the foundation building realm, he also needed to survive the heart demon tribulation, a total of three, every time he cut off a heart demon tribulation, the aura would be stronger, and he would be promoted to one level. The way of experience, Han Chen is very willing to listen.

Bai Ling said: The Wind Chime Valley is the six major sects, located in a canyon in the east of the Honglin Mountains, the wonderful and exquisite peach source flower forest, the green grass that is like spring all year round, in it, as if the four seasons are empty, the body is comfortable.

Only the flying immortals showed that this place was extraordinary, and the silence was broken by a wound!

Meng Yao hugged her legs and cried pitifully, Bai Ling said: "What are you crying about, I have to learn to be strong when I wait for the immortal family." ”

Meng Yao's face was full of sadness.

She rolled up her trouser legs while carefully looking at the wound, Bai Ling, as a man, how could she really let Meng Yao and her daughter treat the wound here.

He tore a hole in himself, wrapping the trouser leg, the woman was made to open her mouth, sobbing a few times, Bai Ling frowned slightly, tied a knot in her hand, and said, "Okay, I'll deal with it!"

Meng Yao worked hard to open his hazy eyes, turned his legs, and was a little disgusted, the young man in front of him looked like a human, but his kung fu was very poor.

Bai Ling also looked at her, his face after crying was really not beautiful, he couldn't even touch the beauty, even after many years, he couldn't forget the time when he first met;

But she lives a chic life and loves life, she is like a ray of sunshine illuminating the darkness around Bai Ling, there are too many deceitful people in the cultivation realm, but there are a lot of tricks behind the scenes.

He hoped that this ray of light could stay by his side, as the number one sect in the Honglin Mountain Range, the strength of the Wind Chime Valley was far from being as simple as it seemed.

Meng Yao held the flying sword given by the elder in his hand to participate in the Taixuan Sect disciple exchange meeting, the disciple exchange meeting is a traditional custom between the Wind Chime Valley and the Taixuan Sect, and the two excellent True Qi disciples are selected to have an exchange, and this kind of exchange meeting is often used by the two sects to belittle each other.

Once he loses the face of the sect, the rest of his life can be imagined, what Meng Yao knows is that Senior Sister Li ten years ago, was expelled from the sect, was molested and insulted and committed suicide, the sect didn't even ask a word of concern, only cold eyes. The person who gave her the flying sword was the miscellaneous steward Lao Zhu who had always wanted to get her but was repeatedly rejected by him, this time it was really difficult to do! Meng Yao held the flying sword tightly, and her heart was terrified.

Three days later, the bell of the Wind Chimes Valley rang five times, echoing endlessly in this mountain, and the head of the sect stood at the entrance of the sect with all the elders and disciples.

I saw a gust of wind, there was a small black spot in the sky, getting closer and closer, this small black dot became a behemoth in the eyes of everyone, thunder in the flight, and what appeared in front of me was a praying mantis of hundreds of zhang in size, this mantis was blue all over, and its two feet stepped on the white clouds, looking quite miraculous.

All the disciples of the Wind Chime Valley took a breath of cold air, their eyes showed a look of horror, and their legs trembled, and their faces turned pale.

"What are you afraid of? This praying mantis seems to be huge, but in fact it is just in front of you, if you wait for one person to attack with a spell, it will definitely die. The head of the sect scolded dissatisfiedly, and the momentum of his knot pill realm exploded, protecting the disciples behind him, and his voice was loud, obviously dissatisfied with the disciples of his own sect who had fallen behind at the beginning.

"Hmph! Taixuanzong has to engage in this kind of action every time he communicates, and if he doesn't know, he thinks that the two sects are fighting? It's really enough to put on a show, and when the opportunity comes, the old man will behead this mantis under his hands. Another elder beside the head of the sect stared at the centipede for a long time and spoke.

"Senior brother is not tired of always talking big, you are just in the early stage of the Dan, that demon beast is in the late stage of the Dan, ten of you may not be able to cut the other party in your hands, I don't care, I'm just afraid that whoever lives and dies in the end may not be able to Oh, hehe~" After the elder's words fell, an inopportune mockery followed.

In front of this door, he was listened to by all the disciples, and his ears were red, and he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get in, and a fierce killing intent erupted in his eyes to look at the person who spoke.

The man was undaunted, and even looked at him defiantly.

"Okay!" The head of the Wind Chime Valley snorted coldly, and a momentum of the late stage of the knot pill erupted from his body, separating the two, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, and he said coldly: "The face of the sect is the most important, if it is because of the two of you that my sect will lose face, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

Both of them were shocked and did not dare to be presumptuous.

The huge mantis stopped, everything that the Wind Chime Valley showed fell into the eyes of the head of the Taixuan Sect, and he opened his mouth and laughed: "Old Dao, the ten-year period has arrived, if your sect loses this time, there will be no share of the Ling Secret Realm Guizong that day!"

The face of the head of the Wind Chime Valley did not change, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, and said: "If the Taixuan Sect loses this time, the two sects of the Ling Secret Realm will also be equally divided that day." ”

A wisp of explosiveness flashed in the eyes of the head of Taixuanzong, and he quickly calmed down again, and said hello in a muffled voice.

As he spoke, the giant praying mantis had already landed on its stomach, allowing all the elders and disciples of the sect to land safely, and the disciples of Wind Chime Valley made way for the disciples of the Taixuan Sect to pass by.

"This road is my wind chime valley inheritance of 10,000 years of treasure, there is a drop of blood of an ancient beast on the top of the mountain, the blood melts with the mountain stream, forming infinite pressure, the more upward, the heavier the pressure;