There is another powerful person in Chunyang Palace who is about to overcome the tribulation and ascend.

The purpose of calling disciples back to the mountain is to allow all the people in Chunyang Palace to witness the ascension and transcend tribulations with their own eyes, and to strengthen their belief in cultivation. This is the foundation of the great sect, and it is also one of the few places in the world where people can witness miracles.

Gu Cangyu, the acting head of Jinxu Peak, is about to survive the catastrophe of ascension. This strong man is not very famous in the spiritual world. He once carefully taught a certain dragon to forge iron and use heavy weapons. He is one of the five sons of Chunyang.

Bai Yujun, Xu Ling, Yang Mu Tieqiu mingled among many fellow disciples, watching from afar.

The five sons of Chunyang ascended to the Immortal Realm one by one, and the young people of that year began to take on the important roles. Yang Mu, Chu Zhe, Gan Wu, and senior brothers and sisters Lingxu Jinxu also had to shoulder important responsibilities. It felt like Shenhua Mountain was like a large college

, the graduation rate is extremely low, those who graduate can live forever, and the rest can only be lost in the long river of time.

First, Gu Cangyu encouraged the disciples of the sect and arranged various matters for the Jinxu lineage. Then the master of Lingxu Peak, Jiang Li, the master of Zixu Peak, Qiyun, and his master, Yu Rong, came forward to say goodbye. After sighing, they all flew away from the mountain.

At the top, Gu Cangyu began to prepare for the tribulation.

Thunderclouds gathered, and the momentum was so overwhelming that all the Chunyang disciples looked frightened!

"Hahaha~! So happy!"

At the top of the mountain, Gu Cangyu laughed loudly to dispel the fear in the hearts of all the disciples.

If you are afraid of heavenly calamity, why bother cultivating this immortality? Since you have embarked on this path, why should you still be afraid? Many disciples have strengthened their faith!

Among so many people, those who remain motionless as a mountain are all excellent disciples, and there is only one who stands out the most and has no fear.

Qingxu Yurong looked at Bai Yujun with a smile on her face. Facing the vast thunder clouds, this demon beast disciple was the only one who remained unmoved. Although the demon cultivator has suffered many disasters, the benefits are obvious. There are no ordinary demons.

Rumble~!

There is thunder and lightning in the sky, the sky is so majestic!

Bai Yujun's eyes flashed like thunder and lightning. After seeing the thunder tribulation of the Ascension Tribulation, he suddenly felt something. He wanted to use the thunder tribulation to improve his lightning control level, just like he felt the artistic conception at the ruins deep in the Shiwan Mountain.

I found an old pine tree and flew up there, meditating on a thick branch.

Take a deep breath, calm down and be as pure as water, unite your mind and body, do nothing and be selfless...

Seven palm-sized clouds appeared around Bai Yujun while he was meditating. They looked like they were surrounded by several large marshmallows. The small clouds were floating in the air, which was so magical.

Suddenly, a small electric light appeared under the small clouds, like thunder and rain, and the crackling was very interesting.

The miraculous vision attracted the attention of many people. Such a weird and mysterious way of practice was unheard of. Many erudite Chunyang disciples had never read any book recording such a vision. The word rare cannot be used to describe it, because rare means that it is rare.

You can see such visions, which are simply unheard of!

Therefore, many disciples simply stopped watching Du Jie and focused on studying Xiao Yunduo.

The little electric snake under the clouds is evolving, becoming more and more realistic and realistic, simulating real thunder and lightning. Now it is just more like real thunder and lightning than before, with a little more momentum.

Shenhua Mountain Divine Thunder Formation!

Many great powers in the world are envious and shocked. With a little induction, they know that it is a great power from Shenhua Mountain who has overcome the tribulation. According to the records over the years, the probability of Chunyang Palace ascending is extremely high, which means becoming an immortal...

On the top of the mountain, the bold and strong man laughed and endured the divine thunder. Jinxu's lineage was famous for his strong body.

When forging metal, you are also forging yourself, beating and refining yourself as a piece of metal, which is the path of external strength, much like most monsters.

A certain dragon has experienced three days of thunder tribulation and is used to it.

Time passes slowly...

The human race is worthy of being the darling of heaven and earth. After experiencing several thunder and lightning, auspicious clouds descended from the sky, revealing a gorgeous golden color. Petals of fairy music fell down, and golden light enveloped Gu Cangyu.

"Hahaha~ Fellow Taoists, I'm going~!"

The golden light dissipated, and the heavy weapon used by Gu Cangyu to overcome the tribulation flew down the top of the mountain. Ascending to the Immortal Realm, it is possible that there is no need for such a mortal weapon and it is simply left in Shenhua Mountain. The weapon has experienced the quality improvement of the Ascending Heavenly Tribulation and has become a rare spiritual weapon!

Bai Yujun opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yunduo, and then looked at the heavy weapons put away by Yu Rong with greedy eyes.

At present, no one in Jinxu can control this spiritual weapon, so it has to be temporarily stored in Qingxu Peak, which is the most reassuring place for safekeeping. A certain dragon thinks that he is the best suited to use that ridiculously heavy weapon on Mount Huashan.

Forget it, you have to be conscious as a monster.

"It's a pity that the time was too short and I didn't realize much. I'm so envious..."

Two of Chunyang's five sons have ascended, and the remaining three are unknown when they will leave. Bai Yujun feels that the master is waiting for Yang Mu to grow strong enough before he can confidently ascend. The fastest one should be Qi Yun, and Zixu's first disciple Ganwu is unparalleled in the world.

Unbeknownst to people, even demon sects, evil cultivators, and monster beasts knew his name, which made Qi Yun smile a lot more.

Master Yu Rong had some insights and went back to retreat, and many advanced practitioners quickly flew back to their respective caves to meditate.

A certain Jiao felt that even if he didn't realize anything, he still had to go back and pretend, so as not to be seen as having a bad brain and not understanding anything.

Pack up and return to Qingxu Palace.

I went to the main hall to burn incense and exchange candles for melons and fruits. When I entered the door, suddenly water dripped from the eaves and fell on the incense shoulders. I looked up and saw that the ice skates hanging on the eaves were melting.

"Spring is coming..."

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Qingming.

The rain is wet, the Qingming incense remains, and the mud outside Bixi Bridge is cold.

When spring returns to the earth, Bai Yujun once again leaves for the East China Sea to drive away the clouds and bring rain. The drizzle falls on my heart, and the slight coolness makes me feel desolate. When I look up at the sky, I can see dragons passing by.

Plowing in the spring rain has planted spring peaches and plums in the world; the cold misty rain has filled the coir raincoats, and spring flowers have come in the morning dew.

Dragon King temples, large and small, luxurious or simple, are full of incense. The number of tributes varies depending on the place. At least steamed buns and river fish are placed to honor the White Dragon King. Before spring plowing, people come to the Dragon King temple to worship and pray for good weather.

Bai Yujun worked diligently to drive away the clouds and improve the climate little by little.

As long as the places where rainfall was laborious in the past are no longer in drought, there will be natural rainfall occasionally. Maybe the white dragon rain has dispelled the drought curse caused by the previous blood sacrifice of the Demon Sect. One thing will bring another thing, and the heaven and earth will have their own means to balance.

Life is boring, constantly traveling between the East China Sea and the dry land...

Bai Yujun didn't expect that this busy schedule would last seven years.

He has been busy for seven years, so that people along the way often see dragons flying in the clouds, but no one makes trouble. Perhaps they were warned by Chunyang Palace or they know that interfering with rainfall will harm their own luck. No powerful person is willing to damage his luck.

Those who ruin their own conduct and do not understand luck and want to cause trouble are just adding food to the white dragon.

Hibernation in winter, waking up from the awakening of hibernation on February 2, rains starting from the Qingming Festival until the snow freezes on top.

The arid northern land that had been desolate for hundreds of years returned to green, and a lot of meritorious deeds came to him. Bai Yujun felt that as long as he did not commit suicide and massacre the city, there would be no danger.

The last dry land received heavy rainfall, which soaked the dry soil and formed streams and rivers that filled the riverbed.

The rainfall that lasted for many years has finally ended. The climate in the north has recovered, and the moisture flow can automatically form rainfall, but the people are still accustomed to attribute all rainfall to Bailong.

On the top of the mountain, I was in a good mood as I gazed at the flooded river bed.
Chapter completed!