Overcoming the tribulation!
For every monk, it is a critical moment of life and death.
As long as the great realm improves, disasters will naturally come to this world.
Being able to resist the punishment of Heaven will make further progress on the road of cultivation. If he couldn't stop it, his only end would be death.
The so-called Tianyan forty-nine, one of them can be escaped.
Although this thunder catastrophe is full of dangers, the way of heaven also leaves a chance.
For monks below the stage of becoming gods, as long as they are adequately prepared, the chances of surviving the thunderstorm are still quite high.
In addition, there is another way to survive the thunder tribulation.
As long as there is a monk whose cultivation is far beyond that of the tribulation transcender, using his own supreme cultivation to directly crush the thunder tribulation, the danger will naturally disappear.
However, a monk who has not been tempered by Tribulation Thunder, whether mentally or physically, is far from enough to match his own realm.
Such people, even if they survive the thunder tribulation, will never be able to continue practicing in the future.
As a monk, if you have any integrity, you would rather die than choose this method.
Before a monk goes through a catastrophe, telling him that he can help him dispel the thunder catastrophe is a slap in the face.
But Zheng Yi’s thunder tribulation was different this time.
The power of the heavenly tribulation has far exceeded the limit that Zheng Yi can bear.
Because of this, Wen Ziyan made this proposal.
Zheng Yi also knew that the other party was kind-hearted and was not angry because of it: "I know the master's caring heart. If I really can't hold on, I will definitely ask the master for help."
His calmness surprised Wen Ziyan.
Wouldn’t any man, at a time like this, show his determination to fight to the death?
But this guy Zheng Yi made it so easy to retreat in the face of battle.
"Hmph, you're a coward who doesn't even dare to bear the thunder. Having a monk like you is simply a shame to us humans."
You don't need to look at it to know that there are only people who can say such things. That White Rainbow Swordsman Zhou Yan.
Wen Ziyan said displeasedly: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, we, the people of Xingxiu Hai, are going through the tribulation now, so please don't point fingers. Otherwise, I can only ask the hospitality elder to send you to the guest room to rest. "
"You..." Zhou Yan's face turned red instantly.
There were more and more people around, but Wen Ziyan, the leader, didn't even give him any face.
If the person who had overcome the tribulation was not a little thief like Zheng Yi, he would have walked away long ago without even bothering to observe the tribulation.
But Zheng Yi is different. Although he doesn't know why, he has to face such a powerful thunder calamity just by breaking through the golden elixir stage.
Zhou Yan wanted to see this hateful guy dying.
"Humph, you are a dishonest person, now even God can't stand it, right?"
Wen Ziyan heard Zhou Yan's words. But seeing as he was just talking to himself, he didn't bother to care.
Bai Zhirui, Su Yao and Lin Feng didn't have much to worry about.
With their cultivation level, they still cannot feel how terrifying this thunder disaster is.
Of course, the main reason is that they have only seen Zheng Yi overcome the tribulation before.
When the foundation building breakthrough was crystallized, the thunder tribulation Zheng Yi faced did not seem to be much weaker than it is now.
"Come on, Senior Zheng!" Lin Feng did not dare to speak, but could only cheer for Zheng Yi in his heart.
Bai Zhirui was still quite nervous and subconsciously held Su Yao's hand.
"Sister Bai, don't worry, I believe Senior Zheng will be fine." Su Yao was so happy that she almost fainted.
Boom!
Among the calamity clouds, calamity thunder flashed past, illuminating half of the sky in an instant.
The huge sound made the Xingxiuhai monks who were observing this tribulation feel a thrill of fear.
Observing the Thunder Tribulation is also a form of spiritual practice for monks.
More and more Xingxiuhai monks put down what they were doing and rushed to the Tribulation Platform.
“With such a big movement, I thought it was some elder who broke through to become a god.”
“Who is going through the tribulation? Why haven’t I seen it before?”
"It's fake, who in the crystallization stage can withstand such a terrifying thunder disaster."
The disciples of the sect were whispering.
The elders were also talking in low voices.
“Where did the leader find such a little monster?”
“This kid is a bit unexpected, but so what? I don’t believe it yet, so How can a monk in the crystallization stage withstand such a thunder tribulation? "
"Yes, having too much talent is not necessarily a good thing. If you can't survive the thunder tribulation, what's the point of having an incredible talent? Use?”
Almost everyone present did not think that Zheng Yi could withstand this thunderstorm.
Before the calamity thunder fell, even Zheng Yi himself felt a great pressure.
He could clearly feel that the power of this thunderstorm was far greater than the last time.
However, it was because he used the dual cultivation method that his cultivation level reached the standard of overcoming the tribulation.
The tribulation thunder came so quickly that he didn't even have time to suppress his cultivation and wait for his realm to be completely stable.
There are not many methods available at present. Zheng Yi hurriedly said to Wen Ziyan: "Sir, can you please do something for me?"
"Say." Among the people present, Wen Ziyan was probably the most One of the people who doesn't want to die.
Only those who practice dual cultivation with Zheng Yi can improve the fastest. Almost every time, I can feel obvious improvement.
If she continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before she finds an opportunity for a breakthrough.
If Zheng Yi was gone, we might have to wait hundreds of years.
"Please help me make a set of dragon robes. The dragon pattern on the dragon robe must be made of a five-clawed golden dragon."
"Embroidery of the sun and moon on the shoulders, stars and mountains on the back, embroidery of the twelve chapters It’s essential.”
“As for the crown, it’s too troublesome to make a crown. Please help me make a Yishan crown.”
Hearing Zheng Yi’s words, everyone asked. He looked confused.
What is this all about?
It’s understandable that someone wants a magic weapon when going through a tribulation, but it’s the first time today that someone wants a dragon robe.
Since it is made now, it cannot be a magic weapon.
But ordinary clothes, even dragon robes that represent the supreme power of mortal emperors, are of no help in overcoming the tribulation?
Zhou Yan sneered contemptuously: "Grandstanding."
Lin Feng was also confused: "It's strange, Senior Zheng shouldn't be someone who doesn't know the importance of things, right? But, what on earth does he have for doing this? What’s the purpose?”
He and Bai Zhirui fought side by side and escaped from death. At every critical moment of life and death, it was Zheng Yi who found a way to help them escape.
This has made Lin Feng, Su Yao and others have a blind trust in Zheng Yi. No matter how weird Zheng Yi's decision was, it didn't matter, they just followed it and it was right.
They blindly worship Zheng Yi. Others in Xingxiu Hai don’t know Zheng Yi’s methods.
Seeing that he still wanted to ask for some dragon robes at this time, many people immediately laughed with disdain.
“Is this guy trying to live like an emperor before he dies?”
"So what if I become the emperor? What do you think this disaster is? Just because you are the emperor, I won't kill you." "Under the disaster, even the emperor will die."
"If you don't have time to deal with all this mess, you might as well think about how to survive the thunder tribulation. Even if you can get a magic weapon, it will be of great help in overcoming the tribulation, okay?"
The elder of Xingxiu Hai They all thought it was strange.
Lin Junrong raised her eyebrows: "What is the purpose of this kid?"
A female cultivator next to her sneered: "Who knew what was going on in the minds of these male cultivators? What to think about.”
"With this kid's qualifications, he might be able to feel the power of this catastrophe. If there is no way to survive the catastrophe, at least he can die with dignity."
Wen Ziyan also didn't understand why Zheng Yi needed the dragon robe. .
However, this was not too harsh a request, so I happily agreed.
Send a message to the disciples of Zongmen Qiaogong Hall and ask them to prepare what Zheng Yi needs in the shortest possible time.
Making dragon robes is extremely cumbersome, but to the monks, it is nothing.
After all, no matter how complicated it is, this is something that ordinary people use, not a magic weapon.
Boom!
The calamity thunder that had been brewing for a long time fell from the sky.
The lightning as thick as a water tank swallowed Zheng Yi in the blink of an eye. The huge power contained in the tribulation thunder caused many Xingxiu Sea disciples who were close to him to take several steps back involuntarily.
It's like watching a storm through bulletproof glass. Even if the glass is extremely strong, the doomsday scene outside can still be frightening.
The first tribulation thunder disappeared, and Zheng Yi looked extremely miserable.
The clothes on his body were almost burned away, with only a rag covering his vital parts. His whole body was charred black, and his hair was full of flames.
This scene shocked everyone again.
"Isn't it? This guy has already passed through the tribulation, but he doesn't even have a magic weapon to keep him close to him?"
"This is because he doesn't take the thunder tribulation seriously at all. Right? ”
"You are so arrogant and want to survive the thunder tribulation, let's just dream."
Zhou Yan sneered again and again. He knew more truth than these disciples of Xingxiu Hai.
Zheng Yi came to this world by accident, and all the magic weapons on his body should have been used during the last tribulation.
In such a short time, there is no way to collect magic weapons that can help him overcome the disaster.
But in Zhou Yan’s view, all this was brought about by Zheng Yi and was his retribution.
Because of this contempt for Zheng Yi, Zhou Yanlu read many details.
"There's something...something wrong with this kid." Lin Junrong, the leader of the Law Enforcement Hall, said in surprise: "Look, although his injuries are not minor on the surface, they are actually superficial injuries."
Wang Haiweng said contemptuously : "So what? This kid doesn't have any magical weapons, how can he still block the thunder tribulation with his own body alone?"
A monk next to him lamented: "This kid is only in the crystallization stage, but he can easily block such a powerful thunder. If he really breaks through the golden elixir stage, I really don't know how far he can grow."
Someone in the crowd shouted: "Look, the thunderbolt is coming from behind. It's such a powerful force."
The first thunderbolt seemed to be just a greeting. Or it could be a simple positioning for subsequent attacks.
Everyone watched helplessly as thunderbolts, as dense as falling rain, hit Zheng Yi one after another, without giving him any chance to breathe.
Thunder Tribulation is not only powerful, but also terrifyingly fast.
An idea can’t help but emerge in many people’s minds.
“How did this guy offend Heaven?”
Zheng Yi, who was taken care of by such a terrifying robbery, gradually calmed down after being in a hurry at first.
My meridians are like super elastic rubber tubes. No matter how much tribulation thunder pours in, it can be easily accommodated.
Later on, Zheng Yi could even easily withstand the calamity thunder and slowly refine these powers.
Although with his cultivation, the power he can refine every time is not even a drop in the bucket.
But don’t forget, these tribulation thunders contain the power of heaven.
Even if there is just a trace, it is enough to defeat many monks who are several times more powerful than Zheng Yi.
Zheng Yi resisted the three waves of thunder with ease.
Even though the thunder tribulation has ended, the surrounding monks still seem to be able to feel that the earth is constantly shaking.
The strips of cloth protecting Zheng Yi's vitals had long since disappeared.
But at this time, no one cared about whether Zheng Yi was flying a kite.
The monks in Xingxiu Sea watched helplessly as Zheng Yi stood proudly in the Tribulation Thunder.
It was as if this was not a terrible thunderstorm at all, but just a drizzle falling from the sky.
"This...he really didn't use any magic weapon and resisted with his body?"
"He can still stand like this. Is he a human after all? . ”
Some people lamented, and naturally some people looked down on it: “So what if he can resist it? The early thunder tribulation is weak, but there will be stronger ones later. I’ll see what he will do then.” >
Zheng Yi is also considering this issue.
He successfully withstood the thunderstorm ahead, but it was not without any hidden dangers.
The Wugou Human Emperor's body is so powerful that it absorbs almost all the power that can destroy his meridians.
But Zheng Yi can also feel that the power that even the Wugou Human Emperor's body can withstand has reached its limit.
His meridians would be burst if there were dozens more of such powerful tribulation thunders.
Just as he was wondering how to deal with the thunderstorm below, a monk stepped on a flying sword and delivered a dragon robe and a crown to Wen Ziyan's hands as quickly as possible.
"God helps me." Zheng Yi was ecstatic when he saw the dragon robe: "Master, give me the thing quickly."
Wen Ziyan threw it away, and the fluttering clothes and hat , smashed into Zheng Yi's arms like a cannonball.
The situation was urgent. Zheng Yi didn't even have time to say thank you. He immediately put on his dragon robe and put the Yishan crown on his head.
The unique move naturally aroused doubts.
"I really don't understand why this guy attaches so much importance to an ordinary piece of clothing."
"I just heard someone say that this guy seemed to be an emperor when he was secular."
>"Haha, I have become a monk, but I still can't forget myself In terms of worldly status, no matter how talented a guy like this is, he is destined to not go far on the road of cultivation."
Zhou Yan sneered: "He is really a clown."
Zheng Yi quickly put on his dragon robe amid everyone's ridicule.
Not to mention, the craftsmanship of Xingxuhai's Qiao Gongtang is really good. Even though I haven't measured the size, it fits perfectly.
[Life Master: Zheng Yi]
[Talent: Emperor]
[Lifespan: 1/427]
[Physique: Innocent Human Emperor Body】
[Skills: "Soul Erosion and Poison Refining Sutra", "Nine Yin Returning Yang Dafa"]
The talent returned, and Zheng Yi suddenly burst out with an awe-inspiring and inviolable aura.
"I am the emperor!" (End of this chapter)