Chapter 163 Mengye? No? Turn into a butterfly (5)
The calamity clouds in the sky stretch for thousands of miles, and countless electric snakes are swimming among them, but they cannot illuminate their hidden interior.
Chongyu and Chongji chose to overcome the tribulation together and both entered the thunder cloud. An hour has passed now.
"According to the records on the jade slips, the nine-turn lightning tribulation of the transformed god can be accumulated but not released, and it uses all its strength to attack those who overcome the tribulation."
"This is also why the Sword Sect doesn't even open the sect's formation. The robbery cloud doesn't attack anything except the tribulation transcenders."
Rong Qing sat cross-legged in her yard, looking up at the Taoist rhyme on the surface of Jie Yun.
The biggest difference between the nine-turn path of divine transformation and other ordinary paths of divine transformation is that it tests the monk's Taoist charm. Therefore, when Chongyu and Chongji pass through the nine-turn thunder tribulation, the Tao Yun will appear outside the tribulation cloud.
This is undoubtedly a blessing.
Good fortune, those who are destined will get it.
Today, Rong Qing is conscious and possesses the Tao Seed, and has entered the threshold of Taoism. This means that she is qualified to receive good fortune!
"There are...many Taoist rhymes." Rong Qing frowned slightly, roughly guessing that this should be the Taoist rhyme that Chongyu and Chongji knew.
However, it is obvious that they and Rong Qing are not on the same path. So the reference is not strong.
"However, in addition to these Tao rhymes, there is also a vague Tao origin." Rong Qing understood that this was unique to this kind of thunder tribulation. "Referring to each other, there is a possibility of enlightenment."
She raised her hand and pointed at her side, and a cold sword intent emerged.
Because he cultivated with them, this sword intention appeared.
The sword's intention and the sword masters' perceptions come from the same source, so they can naturally help Rong Qing's perceptions.
"Is it possible," Rong Qing's eyes were fiery, "to obtain the ruthless swordsmanship?"
…
The sixth level of illusion.
In the secret realm, the galaxy hanging above the vast sky was cut into pieces by a sudden burst of snow-white sword intent. As a result, countless stars burned with huge flames and fell to the earth.
Mountain peaks collapsed, rivers stopped flowing... some monks were even injured or even died due to this sudden change.
However, Fenghuang'er had no time to pay attention to this at this moment. Not far away from her, a woman in white was surrounded by countless sword intentions, her wide-open eyes full of shock and anger.
Fenghuang'er hesitated and did not leave, so he saw the sword master who suddenly appeared.
"Is this the rumored shrinkage?" Fenghuang'er thought to himself, otherwise he wouldn't have appeared in this secret realm so suddenly without anyone noticing.
"With such an appearance, coupled with the style of the Taoist robe he is wearing..." Fenghuang'er immediately concluded, "It should be the sword master."
"The sword masters of this generation of the Sword Sect are twins. Among them, Sword Master Chongji has been in seclusion, so he should be Sword Master Chongyu."
Although Fenghuang'er was hiding in the dark, he didn't use anything to hide himself, it was all covered by the dense branches and leaves. She knew in her heart that those concealment methods were useless in front of a sword master with advanced cultivation. In this case, it is better to be more upright.
After all, it was not Rong Qing who was the one who caused the harm.
On the other side, Chongyu directly held Rong Qing's arm, shrunk into an inch again, and left the secret realm...
"This is the sixth level of illusion." Rong Qing sighed. "And now it's become an illusion within an illusion."
She sat on the bed, in the small room that had been with her for six years.
In the secret realm where Rong Qing first met Fenghuang'er, she was captured by the illusion of the foundation-building female cultivator and saw the memories she least wanted to recall.
How not to be surprised? How not to be angry?
The words Rong Lili had just spoken reached my ears: "Is she worthy?"
Just these three words evoked all Rong Qing's sadness and grievance. Although he was by his mother's side, he lived a humble life dependent on others.
Rong Qing lowered her head and saw the sudden appearance of the snow-white robe corners in her peripheral vision. There, there is also a stretched black talisman.
"You're here." She raised her head. Chongyu was standing in the only place where he could stay in this small room.
He responded in a low voice, knelt down on one knee in front of Rong Qing and held her cold hand. As he approached, Rong Qing could smell the bitter fragrance on Chongyu's body.
"I'll take care of all this for you."
"I'm very angry." Rong Qing said her feelings indifferently.
"All anger comes from incompetence." Chongyu said softly, looking at Rong Qing with his narrow beautiful eyes, "What kind of result do you want? We can find a solution together."
Rong Qing knew that since Chongyu said it, he would definitely do it.
"I once wanted her only love, but I forgot about it. I won't want it anymore." Rong Qing shook her head. "Am I being ruthless?"
"Although I practice ruthless swordsmanship, I am not strong because of ruthlessness." Chongyu explained quietly, "Strength is."
"So, if you want to be sentimental, you are sentimental."
"Really..." Rong Qing looked at the hands held by the two of them. Chongyu's cool palms were now infected with Rong Qing's warmth.
"Go and resolve this matter, and then go back." Chongyu stood up, held Rong Qing's hand and led her out of the room.
…
In front of Rong Qing were familiar and unfamiliar faces. In the small society of school, Rong Qing's good grades meant that she had to survive in this class.
It’s okay not to be outgoing enough to have fun with everyone, and it’s okay not to be rich enough. As long as her grades remain in the top ten in the class, it will be enough to serve as a stepping stone.
Chongyu stood outside the door and watched her. The figures fighting in the corridor between classes hurried past him.
Rong Qing quickly found her target. A girl who had just finished physical education class and was steaming all over found a cup of yogurt in her desk.
In Rong Qing's impression, she could often be seen chatting and playing with girls in other classes.
"Li Yu, do you want some water?" Rong Qing handed her a bottle of mineral water, which Rong Qing had just bought from the canteen.
"Ah, thank you." Li Yu immediately put the yogurt back into the desk and took the water from Rong Qing. He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
"I see that you usually get along well with the girls in other classes. Which class are they in?" Rong Qing asked with a smile.
"Class 4." Li Yu screwed on the lid, "What are you doing with them?"
"There is something wrong." When Rong Qing heard about Class 4, she knew she had found the right person. Class 4's class time could be staggered.
"What's up?"
Rong Qing hesitated. Li Yu knew it, and probably the whole class knew it.
"If you don't tell them, I won't dare to help you." Li Yu smiled and said, "What can't you say? If you tell them, won't I still know?"
Rong Qing pursed her lips, feeling unhappy in her heart.
However, even if it is unpleasant, it is indeed her current situation. Think about what you really want. Do you have to reject yourself before others reject it?
"Okay..." Rong Qing said, slowly telling Li Yu her needs.
"That's it." Li Yu made an "OK" gesture, "I'll ask them for you next class."
"Thank you." A smile appeared on Rong Qing's face.
But she knew that this was not the end...
(End of chapter)