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And the Qingtian Venerable, his cultivation is still in the Great Perfection of the Tribulation, his cultivation has been stagnant for 100,000 years, and he has not had the courage to meet the first Heavenly Tribulation, because he is the messenger in charge of the lower realm, he has the time to choose the time of the Heavenly Tribulation Baptism, which can make the first Heavenly Tribulation not be crossed so far.

But I heard a sound like the collapse of heaven and earth, from mid-air, and then, there was a red 'color' thunderbolt, the speed of this thunder and lightning was incomparable, it almost appeared and fell on the big hand of the red cloud, the huge palm of the red cloud immediately collapsed, the body of the blue sky suddenly came out of the sky, he looked shocked, and fled straight into the distance.

It's not that he doesn't have the ability to take on this tribulation, but he doesn't want to resist, and if he resists this tribulation, he will be broken through the tribulation and enter the Mahayana period, and he will no longer be the messenger in charge of the North Radiant Star.

At present, he is not well prepared, with his savings of 100,000 years, it is not enough to fight against the nine tribulations of the Mahayana period, and when the time comes, he will not succeed in the tribulation, but will end up with a scattered soul, which is the last thing he wants to see. After all, as an emissary, he has the special treatment of controlling the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation, which not everyone has, and it can be said that being an emissary is the greatest creation in his monastic career.

With Qingtian's escape, the thunderstorm did not stop, but locked Qingtian's qi and suddenly flashed towards Qingtian.

"Damn!, it's really a 'yin' soul that doesn't go away!" Qingtian Venerable completely lost his former majesty at this moment, he cursed secretly, and ran straight towards those Divine Transformation cultivators in the distance, his speed approaching almost instantly. Hot

At the same time, in the frightened look of everyone, they all used their magical powers to escape.

Qingtian Venerable's expression was hideous, he raised his hand to directly tear open the spatial crack, and suddenly went deep into it with one hand, and when he pulled it out, he pulled out an old man, this person was the white-robed old man in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, at this time, he was frightened and struggled violently, but in the hands of the Qingtian Venerable, he had no power to escape.

At this moment, the moment he was caught, he threw it towards the Heavenly Tribulation, only to hear an earth-shattering loud noise, the white-robed monk immediately collapsed in his 'flesh', and his soul flew away and died, but the Heavenly Tribulation still did not disappear, although most of it was consumed, he did not give up the pursuit of Qingtian.

This is the terrible thing about the Tribulation, once the Tribulation appears, if it is not destroyed, it will follow it endlessly, of course, the speed needs to be above the Tribulation.

In desperation, the Qingtian Venerable directly tore open the crack and rushed into it, and for a while, there was a large-scale collapse in the sky, and in the end, no one knew the whereabouts of the Qingtian Venerable.

Lin Sen took a deep breath, he saw the Heavenly Tribulation again, and he felt a lot of emotion, but he knew that this was not the moment to comprehend, so he didn't hesitate and turned away.

Soon after, Lin Sen's 'medicine' effect time had passed, and he was cultivated to recover to the middle stage of immortal infancy again. But his hanging heart finally let go, he felt that in a short time, the blue sky would not be chasing, as for those monks, it was too late to escape, let alone pursue himself.

And now what he has to do is how to make himself reach the stage of divine voyeurism, only by constantly improving his cultivation can he protect himself, but what Lin Sen is pursuing is not just to stay at self-preservation, but to override and control everyone's life and death!

To break through the immortal infant and enter the divine voyeur, you need to comprehend the way of heaven and comprehend a situation that belongs to you, which is the only way.

To perceive the artistic conception, you need to meditate. And meditation is not necessarily a retreat meditation. Lin Sen has come from countless lives and deaths, coupled with the 'fighting' with the three cultivators of the Transformation Divine Period of Linyunzi Escape Zen Wu Daozi, Lin Sen knows that the artistic conception is not necessarily realized by meditation.

Whether it is the artistic conception of the starry sky of Linyunzi or the artistic conception of Wu Daozi's mountains, they are all perceived from reality.

Lin Sen killed all the way, his hands were full of blood, such a state of mind, there was no benefit to comprehending the Heavenly Dao at all, he had a hunch, if he kept going, then if he wanted to break through the immortal baby, he was afraid that it would be hopeless in this life.

And in his own cultivation of the immortal decision, it was also mentioned that the immortal infant stepped into the divine voyeur, which is a change in mood, this change is like an ignorant child, if you want to become an omniscient elder, the only way to do it is to keep learning. This is like the process of the immortal infant turning into a primordial god, and this process is the only way to break through the immortal infant and enter the divine voyeur realm.

Lin Sen's eyes flickered, the veins and lines on his face had disappeared, he no longer flew, but hid on the official road of mortals, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, and took a deep breath.

As he walked on the road, his body had slowly transformed, and now his body had become thin due to the use of his supernatural power to sacrifice vitality, as if Lin Sen had become skinny due to long-term hunger. All the things related to cultivation in his mind were all dispelled, and he knew that the most important thing for him now was to comprehend the Heavenly Dao.

Unconsciously, Lin Sen's state of mind slowly changed, he seemed to have returned to the feeling of being a mortal when he was a child, no greed, no hatred, no killing, carefree all day long, he couldn't help but envy mortals.

He was silent for a moment, smiled dumbly, and the cultivation in his body gradually disappeared like a dark cloud. In the end, his whole person looked like a mortal.

Lin Sen's eyes were calm, and he slowly walked down the mountain.

There is no goal in this trip, just to walk on the road and slowly experience the feeling of mortals.

Along the official road, most of the day has passed on foot. Lin Sen couldn't help but sigh: "It's been a long time since I've walked such a long way. ”

In just a few hours, Lin Sen saw all kinds of passers-by. Whether on horseback, in a carriage, or on foot, they all have one thing in common - they all carry luggage. Looking at myself again, my sleeves are breezy, and I feel quite strange when I walk like this.

So, Lin Sen patted the Qiankun bag and took out an ordinary flying sword at random and held it in his hand, so that at least there was something to hold, at least let others think that he was a martial artist.

"No, I can't use spells anymore, not even the Qiankun bag. He made up his mind in his heart.

Before I knew it, it was noon, the sun was scorching, and the weather was hot. Not far ahead, Lin Sen saw a small teahouse, and at this time, he heard Xiao Er shouting from a distance: "Longjing a pot, okay! Guest officer, wait a minute, come right away!"

The small teahouse, because of the hot weather, has attracted a lot of business, and the four small tables are already full.

Lin Sen didn't hesitate, and walked straight towards the teahouse, since he had turned into a mortal, then mortals had to drink water if they were thirsty.

"This guest officer, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you don't have a place for tea. Xiao Er saw Lin Sen coming, and said helplessly. At this moment, his face was full of smiles, wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead from time to time, as if the hot weather could not hide his enthusiasm. This is the difference between a mortal and a monk, a mortal is an emotional, not a cold-blooded monk.