Jun Ci looked up, only to see that the power of every thunder in the sky was not inferior to his own empty cicada, and his face couldn't help but change greatly, the spirit beast on the opposite side had clearly reached the realm of the Dacheng Demon Emperor, and he couldn't beat it at all.

Just as Jun Ci was hesitating whether to turn around and run away or give the other party a blow of Silence Divine Thunder, an old voice interrupted his plan.

"Qing'er, don't be rude!" a gray-haired old man came out of nowhere and stopped the spirit beast that was about to go berserk.

When the white crane heard the voice of the old man, he let out an unwilling crane chirp, turned into a little girl in white, and pulled the corner of the gray-haired old man's clothes and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, why are you protecting this little thief?"

When Junci heard this, his face turned angry. But in front of this seemingly unfathomable old man, he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he could only keep his head down and sulk.

The gray-haired old man rubbed the little girl's head dotingly, and said with a kind smile: "This little friend is not a thief, Qing'er, go and take out my 'flying fairy'." ”

The little girl who turned into a white crane was slightly stunned when she heard the word Feixian, she looked up at the gray-haired old man, looked at Junci again, snorted coldly in anger, turned around and ran towards the steep back mountain cliff.

The gray-haired old man saw that Qing'er had already walked away, so he took Junci and walked all the way to the thatched hut built on the top of Kuocang Mountain.

The gray-clothed old man motioned for Junci to find a place to sit casually, while he boiled the clear mountain spring in the copper kettle with a focused expression.

As time passed, Junci, who was sitting on pins and needles, couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, so he had to speak first: "Haven't you asked your seniors for their names?"

The gray-haired old man raised his head when he heard this, stared at Jun Ci for a long time, until the other party felt his scalp tingle, and then smiled and said, "I've lived in seclusion here for too long, and I almost don't remember my name, so you can call me Lao Nie." ”

How could Jun Ci dare to call it such a powerful power to be able to subdue the white crane, so he could only say respectfully: "Elder Nie, the junior took the liberty to come this time to ask for it from you... ”

Before Junci finished speaking, the spirit bird that had been replaced by Qing'er had already walked in with a turquoise brocade box.

"I'll talk about that later. Nie Lao took the brocade box handed by Qing'er and did not open it immediately. Instead, he got two jasper cups out of nowhere and put them on the table, poured boiling hot water, and then put the two red pills in the brocade box into them.

Danmaru melts when it is added to the water, and it quickly dyes the boiling mountain spring bright red. The overflowing aura mixed with the fragrance of tea turned into a blood dragon and soared into the sky from the teacup, until it was more than half a foot high before falling with all its strength.

"This Feixian tea is made by me by refining medicine, how about tasting it?" After Nie Lao finished speaking, he picked up the jasper cup and took a sip, closing his eyes and revealing an intoxicated expression, as if he was reminiscing about the fragrance of tea between his lips and teeth.

Seeing this, Jun Ci drew a scoop with a gourd, took a big sip of spiritual tea, and before he could react, he felt that his brain became blank with a bang, and his soul unconsciously rose into the air under the protection of a layer of golden light curtain, and soared into the sky.

The out-of-body Junci only saw that the thatched house on Kuocang Mountain instantly became smaller, and soon turned into a small black dot, while his figure was still rising rapidly.

I don't know how long it took, a door of light suddenly opened in the sky, and countless heavenly fires and thunders, yin winds gushed out from inside, surging towards Junci, who was a little at a loss.

In the face of such a brilliant heavenly might, Junci could only close his eyes and wait for death. But at this critical moment, the layer of golden light that wrapped him suddenly dragged him downward.

When Junci's spirit returned to his body, he opened his eyes in horror, only to feel cold sweat running down his body.

"This is ... Junci's voice trembled a little, and he couldn't hold on to what the scene he had just seen was.

Elder Nie seemed to know what Jun Ci wanted to say, nodded and said, "This is the test that the Fusion Stage cultivators must accept when they reach the end, and only by surviving the Heavenly Tribulation can they ascend to the Immortal in one step." ”

When Jun Ci heard this, no one knew the fear in his heart, the endless wind and flames in the sky just now, everything could easily kill him, in front of the Heavenly Dao, he was so small now.

Qing'er on the side saw Junci hanging his head and was silent, and suddenly became angry, and pouted and accused: "This cup of 'Flying Immortal' is made by grandpa by integrating the perception of Taoism in the tea ceremony, and it is usually regarded as a treasure, but today it is taken out to let you have a glimpse of the way of heaven, you are not grateful?"

Jun Ci was taken aback when he heard this, he didn't expect this cup of spiritual tea to be so precious, and hurriedly thanked Nie Lao: "Thank you for the love of your predecessors, the younger generations have nothing to repay, and they are really scared." ”

Elder Nie waved his hand indifferently, and carefully looked at Jun Ci's eyes before he said seriously: "You have a dual cultivation of law and martial arts, and your own foundation is very solid, and it is difficult to meet opponents among your peers, but there are many talented people in the world, so don't underestimate the heroes of the world because of this." ”

Jun Ci was stunned for a moment, he had never met this Nie Lao, who was a god melting heaven and earth and cultivating unfathomably, why did the other party talk to him in a tone like his own parents?

Jun Ci didn't have time to think about it, and in the face of Nie Lao's order, he could only reply respectfully: "The younger generation understands!"

Elder Nie nodded, stroked his beard and smiled: "I already know the purpose of your coming here, as long as you can answer me a question, whether you are satisfied or not, I will give you the glass liquid." ”

Jun Ci muttered a little, he didn't understand how Nie Lao knew that he was here to ask for the glass liquid, but the matter had come to this point, so he could only straighten up and make a deferential appearance.

"Senior, please speak. ”

Nie Lao pondered for a while, raised his head and stared into Jun Ci's eyes, as if he wanted to see the other party's heart: "If one day the whole world turns its back on you, will you also turn its back on this world?"

Jun Ci was a little stunned, he didn't understand what Nie Lao's words were about, and after pondering for a while, he slowly shook his head: "No." ”

Nie Lao got the answer he wanted, smiled and instructed Qing'er on the side, "Qing'er, go get two pots of glass liquid." ”

"Grandpa!" Qing'er seemed to feel a little distressed about these divine fluids, and stomped her feet in disgust.

"Let's go!" Nie Lao Wan'er smiled and waved his hand at Qing'er.

After a long time, the two walked out of the thatched house together, Nie Lao took the glass liquid from Qing'er's hand and handed it to Jun Ci and said: "These two pots of glass liquid, you only need to give Yue Yongxin one pot, and the remaining pot can be left to refine magic weapons, which will have an unexpected effect." ”

Junci took the glass liquid with an excited expression, and was about to thank him, but saw Nie Lao take out an eyeball-sized, clear Bodhi seed from his arms and handed it to him: "You can also accept this, one day you will be able to use it." ”

How dare Junci accept such a precious gift, he hurriedly shook his head and excused himself: "I am already ashamed of the glass liquid of my predecessors, how can I dare to accept such a heavy gift." ”

Nie Lao undoubtedly stuffed the Bodhi seed in his hand into Jun Ci's hand, and said with a hint of indescribable and inexplicable expression in his bright eyes: "One day you will be glad that you did not refuse my kindness." ”

Jun Ci saw Nie Lao's deep eyes, and he didn't know why, but he actually sent a god to accept the Bodhi seed that shimmered with colorful glow under the sun's illumination.

Qing'er, who was originally sulking because Junci had taken a large amount of glass liquid, calmed down when she saw Elder Nie handing over Bodhi Zi to the other party.

Seeing Junci go away with a thousand thanks, Nie Lao stood on the top of Kuocang Mountain and was silent for a long time.

"Grandpa, is he the person you said?" Qing'er asked in a childish voice as she looked at Junci's figure that had gone away.

Hearing this, Nie Lao nodded, revealing a look of relief and said, "I have already done what I should do, and after cutting off this last bond, I can also ride the wind." ”

After speaking, I saw Nie Lao use his magic power to put away the Bodhi tree that had grown on the cliff for countless years, and in the celestial phenomena of lightning and thunder, he stepped out of the air in one step, stepped on the back of the fairy bird and white crane, and went straight to the blue sky.