The calamity thunder in the sky rumbled for two hours, with no intention of stopping.

The shock caused the people in Nanyun City to grind to pieces. No one could imagine what calamity Watson was going through, because even Xiao Hei didn't know.

The Nanhai army in the three towns of Southern Xinjiang was shocked, and they all looked at the hazy sky in the direction of Yinshan Mountain in silence.

Because they clearly remember that in early summer, there was a thunderstorm deep in the Yin Mountain, but it was far less terrifying than today.

Even the young master of Feixian Island, Yun Zhongchen, frowned, looked at the dark sky in the direction of Yinshan Mountain, and said to Shang Donglin behind him: "Military advisor, what do you think?"

Shang Donglin thought for a while and said quietly: "Such a calamity thunder is either a peerless great demon deep in the Yin Mountains who has overcome the calamity, or an unborn master from the Five Realms living in seclusion deep in the Yin Mountains."

Yun Zhongchen nodded: "You can be considered a ruthless person if you dare to break through in such bad weather."

Shang Donglin sighed, thought for a moment and said, "Fortunately, if it's not coming from the direction of Nanyun City, then the human monks must be unworldly masters."

Yun Zhongchen thought for a while, looked at him and said: "We have lost a lot of our troops in this battle. Isn't Long Shaoyun from Yinshan okay? Let him take two hundred people to the Yelu Palace."

Upon hearing this, Shang Donglin clapped his hands and praised: "That's very good. It just so happens that guy has never done anything since he came here. Let's let him go for a while."

Yun Zhongchen nodded and said quietly: "Even if the Royal Court of Yelu sends out some war horses and brings 10,000 soldiers, it will be enough. Once the matter is accomplished, the three towns will be thrown to the three Royal Courts."

Upon hearing this, Shang Donglin laughed and said: "These three towns don't have much oil and water, so letting them manage it on your behalf can save a lot of worry."

"Then please trouble the military advisor and tell that guy later to select some capable assistants and set off in the next few days."

Looking at the thunder that gradually stopped on the horizon, the expression on Yun Zhongchen's face changed again and again, and finally he turned around and walked towards the living room.

On this day, there were more soldiers of the South China Sea Army, such as Yun Zhongchen and Monk Lin, who were discussing whether the ones who survived the tribulation deep in the Yin Mountain were monsters or human monks.

Even Duanmu Ruolan, who was sitting quietly in the room, slightly frowned.

In her opinion, if it were not for self-interest, who would choose to escape the disaster in such weather?

Only Long Shaoyun, who was sitting in a deep courtyard, was restless. He was the only one here who knew where the earth-shattering thunderstorm came from today.

If he guessed correctly, it was the God of Death who killed three elder brothers with a crow that day, and also destroyed five great monks from Feixian Island in the South China Sea.

If it hadn't been for today's devastating thunderstorm, he would have almost forgotten about the God of Death.

Because of the loss of three masters, he did not blame Watson, whom he did not know, but said that a terrible monster came from the depths of the Yin Mountain.

This made Yun Zhongchen temporarily give up the idea of ​​going to the depths of Yinshan Mountain to dig deep.

Unexpectedly, less than half a year has passed and the God of Death has returned.

…

The first calamity thunder began to fall at Chen hour and lasted until a quarter of noon, when the calamity clouds in the sky slowly dispersed.

Lying in the snow, Watson couldn't remember exactly how many colorful rays of light fell on him.

The wounds on his body recovered slightly under the illumination of the divine light, and then dozens of tribulation thunder struck his head. Finally, he had no choice but to sit numbly on the snow, and let the tribulation thunder strike him one after another.

If Li Xiuyuan were here, he would be frightened by Watson in front of him.

Because in order to deal with the monsters and thousands of bandits in the mountains, Watson had almost used the magic talisman that his godfather had prepared for him.

So he could only bear the thunder in front of him with his own body.

The result is that the formless Dharmakaya becomes more and more solidified under the force of the force, and has a tendency to soar through the air.

It wasn't until the last wave of hundreds of tribulation thunders fell that he affixed a talisman on top of his head.

The moment thousands of golden lights and hundreds of calamity thunders in the sky struck together, Watson, who had fallen to the ground, suddenly flew into the air.

Just like when the young Imperial Master was on the Beihai Daoshan Mountain, he soared in the daytime after breaking his physical body.

Watson completed the last seven-color divine light suspended in mid-air because his formless body was already at the ninth level of perfection.

If he hadn't previously caused the Yinshan Temple to cooperate with the Tianshan Temple and repaired the incomplete way of heaven in the Five Realms, he would have ascended and left the world of the Five Realms at this moment.

Looking at the seven-colored divine light that gradually evaporated and disappeared, Watson slowly fell from the sky.

He couldn't help but said in a daze: "Senior, was I about to ascend just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a breeze rose from the plains and swept him towards the stone house.

When he came to his senses, the old monk was sitting quietly in front of him. The small stove on the table was already humming, and the snow water in the kettle was already boiling.

There was a pot of charcoal fire burning quietly on the ground. When Watson returned to the stone house, he suddenly felt warm and could not help but sigh softly.

He asked in a daze: "Senior, am I just a little short of ascending?"

The old monk looked at him and smiled slightly, reached out his hand and dropped two pieces of spiritual tea into the pot. When the two of them held a cup of hot spiritual tea, he laughed.

"If you hadn't inspired the temple deep in the Yin Mountain, you would have become a monk in another world."

In the opinion of the old monk, every drink and peck in the world must be predetermined, and there must be a reason for the orchid and the fruit.

Watson's unintentional move that day benefited the monks in the entire Five Realms.

And it was precisely because of his actions that day that he avoided suddenly ascending and leaving today.

Otherwise, let alone a battle after the beginning of spring, it would also be a troublesome matter for Huayu and Tantai Xiaoyu who are far away in Tianshan.

Watson was startled, looked at the old monk and said in a daze: "I'm scared to death. Senior, can you let me have a few words with my godfather and sister?"

The old monk thought for a while, then waved his hand away from the heavy snow and fog in front of his eyes, revealing a corner of the Apricot Blossom Valley in the Tianshan Mountains.

But Hua Yu was sitting at the table making tea, with Tantai Xiaoyu accompanying her, while the gray-haired Li Xiuyuan was holding a piece of purple bamboo and cutting bamboo swords for the two of them.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan's old appearance, Watson couldn't help but feel a sore nose, and shouted in a daze: "Godfather, how did you become like this? Do you want Watson to find a magical elixir to take back to you?"

Li Xiuyuan, who was putting the purple bamboo on the fire to bake, was startled, looked up at the old monk and Watson in the void, and laughed.

He smiled and said: "The thunder in the sky has been ringing for more than two hours. Is it you who caused it?"

After he finished, he looked at Hua Yu and said, "Hua Yu, come and say a few words to your brother. Watson, you don't have to worry about my health. Senior should know this."

Hua Yu was startled when she heard her brother's voice. She raised her head and looked at the old monk and her brother in the void and screamed.

"Oh my god, brother, aren't you about the same age as Hua Yu? Why do you look like this?"

Watson laughed when he heard this: "Sister, the one you saw was just me in the past. This is what I look like now in this world."

Tantai Xiaoyu took a deep breath, stared at Watson and said, "You haven't forgotten that I am your biggest creditor, have you?"

Watson was delighted when he heard this and replied quietly: "I seemed to have repaid you twice as much last time."

Li Xiuyuan sighed, thought for a while and said, "It's good that you wake up. The battlefield in southern Xinjiang should not be very good. The next step depends on you."

After speaking, he looked at the old monk and asked: "Senior, what did Watson do after breaking through the realm?"

When the old monk heard this, he looked at him and smiled and said, "It's almost the same as when you ascended from Beihai. If it weren't for the temple in Yinshan that caused the strange phenomena in the world, he would have ascended by now."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said to Watson: "In this way, you will have enough strength to bear the wind and rain in southern Xinjiang. Your sister should follow me to practice for a year."

Watson looked at his sister and Tantai Xiaoyu on Tianshan Mountain, and said quietly: "Sister Xiaoyu, your cultivation level is too low. Follow your godfather to practice hard. When I finish the war, I will go to Tianshan Mountain to see you."

Hua Yu was startled after hearing what the old monk said. She looked at Watson and said blankly: "Brother, you can't leave Hua Yu alone. I only have one brother of yours."

When Tantai Xiaoyu heard that Watson almost flew up, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. After a while, she said: "I am your creditor, you must not leave me and Hua Yu here."

Watson sighed and said: "The road to practice is long, you have to work hard, this is not Phoenix Mountain."

The old monk saw that this was not possible and said to Li Xiuyuan: "You know that I know nothing about this war. Please teach Watson how to help win the war after the Spring Festival."

So, Li Xiuyuan asked the two women to quiet down. Thinking about the contents of the military manual taught to him by his husband, he picked some useful contents for Yu Huasheng and started to talk about them quietly.

This lecture lasted for half an hour, and it was not until the old monk said that it was almost time that the two of them stopped.

Finally, Li Xiuyuan looked at him and asked: "Where is your Uncle Hei? Where has he gone?"

Watson chuckled: "After the disciple woke up, he asked Uncle Hei to go back to Nanyun City to report the news. I guess he will be back the day after tomorrow, right?"

Hua Yu looked at Watson who was getting blurry and shouted loudly: "Brother, please remember to come find Hua Yu."

Hua Shou waved his hand and said: "Xinghua Valley is a treasured land in the Five Realms. Where can you rest assured to practice?"

After saying that, the old monk waved his hand, and the snow and fog in the sky instantly filled up again, blocking the eyes of the three people on the Tianshan Mountain.

Hua Yu looked at Li Xiuyuan in front of her and asked softly: "Godfather, is that old monk Watson's master?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It should be said that I am his master. The old monk just now is my senior. He went over to see what Watson looked like after he broke through, right?"

Tantai Xiaoyu took Hua Yu's hand and said, "Oh, I didn't expect the young monk from Yunqi Temple to be the great monk in this world. It seems that Nalan Qiuxue is really blind."

When Li Xiuyuan heard the word Yunqi, he couldn't help but ask: "Watson has been sleeping in the world where you are for half a year? Is there a Yunqi Temple somewhere?"

Hua Yu nodded and replied seriously: "My brother has not been able to practice since he was a child. In order to cure him, my father sent him to Yunqi Temple. His master is Master Liaochen..."

Tantai Xiaoyu followed up and said: "His academician in Qixianling also had a fiancée who was in the middle stage of Jindan. Unfortunately, that woman disliked him and finally forced Watson to break off the engagement on Kunlun Mountain..."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but praise: "That's good, it finally allowed Watson to refine his state of mind in the past life."

Hua Yu bit her lip, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Godfather, Hua Yu must be as powerful as my brother."

"Me too." Tantai Xiaoyu was also frightened by Watson's cultivation.

They had listened to Li Xiuyuan's introduction about the realm of cultivation in this world before. If Watson was going to ascend, wouldn't he already be at the top of a group of monks in this world?

Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly, looked at the purple bamboo sword in his hand and said, "You should start by cutting the snow."

In the stone house in Yinshan Mountain, Watson held a cup of hot spiritual tea, looked at the old monk and asked: "Senior, where is my Pearl Sister? Why is there no news about her?"

When the old monk heard Watson ask about his precious disciple, he couldn't help laughing: "The winter is long, and she is in a deep sleep right now."
Chapter completed!