Feng Niangzi was the first to break into the hidden valley, she saw a three-color tribulation thunder in the air condensing in the calamity clouds, and when she saw that the person who crossed the calamity was her soul mate, she was shocked: It's not good, Xianggong is crossing the calamity, I can't let outsiders disturb him!

But now that an endless stream of monks had arrived from outside, the thunderstorms in the air began to rise wildly.

"Let's go! you can't stay here!" Feng Po immediately released her divine sense. Lock the valley and let all the people quit, those who have cultivated to the advanced have already fled when they see that the situation is not right, and those who have cultivated to the low level are still on the way to come. Those monks who happened to bump into the Wind Minister's Tribulation, it was too late to escape, and the three-color tribulation thunder had already condensed, rushing with the aura of destruction, enveloping the entire valley.

There was a loud bang. The three-color tribulation thunder fell on Feng Xianggong's body, and Feng Xianggong's entire body was destroyed, leaving only the upper body to support him. Seeing this, Feng Po gritted her teeth, protected this group of people, and quickly retreated, but the power of the three-color thunder was strong, and she forcibly tore through Feng Po's protection, thinking that all the monks swept in.

The crowd fled for their lives in the confusion. Those who did not have time to flee were swallowed up by the thunder and fell here. And the power of the three-color tribulation thunder depended, and Feng Xianggong's body continued to dissipate, and finally the whole person completely disappeared in this valley.

"It's not good, Xianggong is in danger!" Feng Niangzi was not hurt much, and was about to rush into the thunderstorm to help Feng Xianggong, but was stopped by Feng Po: "What are you doing, don't go, quickly rescue these people, he is crossing the soul tribulation, you can't help him!" After Feng Po finished speaking, she continued to save people and escort the survivors away.

Because of Yue'er's misdirection, many monks in the late stage of Gongji and the early stage of Jiedan in Wind Valley fell, and Wind Valley suffered huge losses, although the foundation was not shaken, but some potential talents were lost.

A month later, Feng Xianggong's disappearing body was formed out of nothingness, and when Feng Xianggong's body was completely reorganized, he shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself: "I didn't expect that just after the three-color thunder tribulation, the soul tribulation came one after another, and I gave me a chance to breathe." If it weren't for an obsession that drove me, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have gone back. Feng Xianggong looked at the three-color primordial infant in his dantian, smiled with satisfaction, and continued to meditate and consolidate.

When the news of the Infant Dacheng of the Wind Princess, there was another Yuanying monk in the Wind Valley, and the originally sluggish Wind Valley suddenly became jubilant. Yue'er, who had been pretending to be unconscious, heard the news of her father's successful escape, she couldn't pretend anymore, she slowly opened her eyes from the bed, pretended to wake up from the coma, and said weakly: "Master, is your father okay?" Yue'er showed an ignorant look, innocently looked at Feng Niangzi and asked.

"Master and your uncle help him protect the Fa, it's no big deal. Wake up, master will take you to see your father, let's go!" Feng Niangzi said softly to Yue'er.

"Oh, good!" Yue'er glanced at the quiet master, and without thinking much, jumped out of bed, put on cloth shoes, and left the bedroom in the main hall with her.

Feng Niangzi held Yue'er in her arms and did not speak. On the way, they met the same senior sister and brother, they just stood in place, staring at Yue'er tightly, and did not speak. Yue'er found that the atmosphere was very oppressive and did not dare to speak casually. Along the way, it was eerily quiet.

"Hey, master, this doesn't seem to be the valley where my father is!" Yue'er suddenly found that the surrounding environment was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where it was for a while, but she was sure that this was definitely not the hidden valley.

Feng Niangzi threw a piece of white silk embroidered with words into Yue'er's arms, and Yue'er hurriedly grabbed the silk cloth and dragged the long white silk to the ground.

"Hehe, this is your place of cultivation. Feng Niangzi smiled charmingly at Yue'er, then pulled down her face and said, "You have caused such a big disaster, and you have pretended to be stunned for a month, you are clever, do you know how much pressure your master and I have to bear to save your life! From today on, you are here to practice the Hongchen Heart Method for me, if you can't reach Gongji, don't even think about coming out for me!"

Yue'er looked at the master's smile, and everything around her was eclipsed. Yue'er was fascinated, and as soon as her hand was loosened, the white silk completely slipped to the ground.

At this time, the figure of the Wind Lady disappeared completely, and was replaced by a familiar cave. Yue'er shook her head, isn't this a cave in the fantasy realm in the Trial Forest?Nima, Yue'er suddenly jumped up and shouted, "This is the Trial Forest! Master, don't!" Yue'er shouted at the entrance of the cave, there was nothing here but Yue'er's echo!

Yue'er picked up the white silk on the ground and sat on the ground without tears, now it's okay, the Zhantian Seal has been decomposed by herself, and she doesn't even have a bench!

"Hey!" Yue'er put her forearms on her bent thighs, her wrists drooped weakly, her buttocks sat on the cold ground, she shrugged her head, looked at Bai Silk in a daze, and asked herself countless times in her heart, do you really want to practice this ghost?"

"Fa, Lun, Gong, you harmful spirit!" Yue'er pointed to the white silk and scolded in frustration. Yue'er scolded that she was tired, spread the white silk on the ground, lay down, pillowed her arms, changed to a comfortable position and was ready to sleep, what is the matter, I will talk about it tomorrow.

The light in the stone cave is very bright, Yue'er does not feel afraid to stay alone in this closed cave, she gets up and moves when she is full, and when she is tired of shopping, she lies back on the white silk for a while, and this day is extremely leisurely. Since she was promoted to the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, she has learned to Bigu, as long as there is the replenishment of aura, Yue'er does not feel hungry.

Half a year has passed, Yue'er is a little uncomfortable, and during this time, she secretly looked at the words on the white silk. Yue'er found that she couldn't read the words on it clearly! Yue'er patted her head in fear, Nima, am I dreaming, I can't see clearly for Mao!

Feng Xianggong and Feng Niangzi were holding the clairglass refined by Yue'er to see what Yue'er was doing, but they saw that Yue'er was still standing on the ground when she was separated from Feng Niangzi, holding white silk in her hand and was stunned.

Feng Xianggong was already out of the customs, he looked at Yue'er in his glasses, and asked Feng Niangzi: "Lady, what's going on?

Feng Niangzi glared at Feng Xianggong, and said resentfully: "Don't you know that your apprentice is a troublemaker, who knows when she offended the phantom fox, and as soon as she entered, she was pulled into the phantom realm by the phantom fox, this situation has been half a year, see how long she can survive!"

Another powerful phantom fox guarded by the Trial Forest, and it was precisely because of the protection of this phantom fox that the Red Immortal Valley survived many dangers. With today's achievements.

"Let's go and help her, it's not easy for her alone. Feng Xianggong looked at Yue'er, who was struggling, thinking about the difficulties when he condensed Yuan Ying, and said unbearably.

"No!" Feng Niangzi put away the bronze mirror, her beautiful eyes widened angrily, and she refuted loudly: "Her achievement is Yuanying, I can't let her go the wrong way, you look at that Liu Cailiu, who is now trapped in the plum garden, do you also want our Yue'er to be trapped in the peach blossom courtyard in this life, struggling for a short life?"

"She's still young after all, she's just a child!" Feng Xianggong persuaded again.

"It's not small, you have to lay a good foundation from an early age, so that you can gain a foothold in this world in the future. Now we have to protect her, but after we die, who protects her, let her exercise hard for her good, I must let her get out of the Red Immortal Valley and break out of her own world in the entire immortal cultivation world, don't be like us, struggling in this place!" Feng Niangzi thought that even Senior Sister Luo Xianzi was already a Yuan Infant stage monk, and Xiang Gong had also entered the Yuan Infant stage, but she was still a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Dan. If it weren't for the prestige of the master to deter this group of guys who were about to move, where would it be his turn to sit in the position of the valley master of this wind valley!

"Hey!" Feng Xianggong sighed, he also had high hopes for Yue'er, he also hoped to return to the Zhou clan to become famous, but he also hoped that Yue'er could go out of her own way and not have to live or die for survival.

Yue'er guessed that there must be a lack of light in the cave, so she couldn't read the handwriting on the white silk clearly, so she picked up the white silk and walked out of the cave. Carefully examine the handwriting on the white silk.

Yue'er walked out of the cave, and the scenery outside changed dramatically, and she came to the crowded street, where many monks traded. Yue'er couldn't help but look back at the cave where she lived, the cave had long since disappeared without a trace, and there was still a street behind it. Yue'er stood in the middle of the street, looking around, and then realized that she had arrived in a strange place again.

Yue'er finds herself getting smaller and smaller, and finally becomes a baby in swaddling clothes, abandoned on the street, and cries in fear. But the monks in the past just watched from the sidelines, and none of them cared about her life or death. The baby cried for a long time, and his throat and eyes became hoarse. The scene changed again, and the baby was abandoned on a mountain road, and a woodcutter passed by, heard the cry, and kindly took the baby home. The baby survived, grew up, and became a very ugly woman. The blind dates in the mountains all disliked Yue'er's ugliness until the woodcutter died, and Yue'er was unmarried, living alone and living alone. At this time, a monk suddenly appeared next to Yue'er, and the crowded street was once again revealed, Yue'er found that she was no longer in the mountains, she showed her cultivation, and many monks didn't care about Yue'er's appearance, and were willing to marry her. This is the sudden appearance of two primordial monks in the sky, and a fight broke out, and the aftermath spread in all directions, and many buildings were destroyed. The monks fled, leaving Yue'er alone in the middle of the road. At this time, a Yuanying monk played a magic weapon, the magic weapon was empty, and it smashed towards the ground, Yue'er saw the magic weapon that was getting closer and closer to her, and she was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes and waited for death to come.

Yue'er stared at her for a long time and didn't see any pain on her body, so she opened her eyes curiously, only to see that the white silk wrapped Yue'er inside. Yue'er couldn't see the situation outside, and curiously poked out her divine sense, and as soon as her divine sense met the white silk, all the handwriting on it came to life and got into Yue'er's head. The words on the white silk disappeared, and the Buddha lost all its strength and fell limply to the ground.

Without the protection of the white silk, the remnants of the Yuanying Monk spread to Yue'er. Yue'er was powerless to resist, and was ejected into the distance, falling heavily to the ground, like a dead dog, passing out.

"Poof!" Yue'er returned to reality, spurting out a mouthful of blood and falling limply to the ground. The white silk is still the original white silk, the handwriting is clear, and the blood blooms on the white silk, like a blooming plum blossom. Yue'er supported the ground with one hand, picked up the white silk with the other, wiped her mouth, and scolded in her heart: "Damn the illusion, play to death!" Yue'er finished wiping her mouth, threw the white silk aside, and began to meditate and cultivate, and the words on the white silk printed with blood quietly became active, and slowly got into her head while Yue'er was not paying attention.