In the Age of Dharma Ending, overcoming tribulation is a very serious matter, which is almost equivalent to committing suicide.

In the True Spirit Continent, practitioners are divided into seven levels according to the level of spiritual pressure in their Dantian.

Practice Qi.

Build foundation.

Golden elixir.

Nascent Soul.

Distracted.

Fit.

Mahayana.

If you go further up, you will have to overcome the tribulation and ascend to immortality...

Before the Age of Ending Dharma, each realm was divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage. There was even some kind of Dzogchen, half-step Nascent Soul, which was so terrifying.

After the Age of Ending Dharma, the spiritual veins mutate and the spiritual energy becomes thin. There are no longer specific subdivisions between realms. Instead, the Dantian is sealed to always maintain the initial spiritual pressure and reduce the spiritual consumption. It can only be urgently released when in danger and burst out.

Higher spiritual pressure.

Before the Age of Ending Dharma, after the Mahayana is completed, one will be able to overcome tribulations and ascend to immortality.

After the Age of Ending Dharma, the gate to the fairy world disappeared, and most of those who overcame the tribulation died in the Feathering Thunder Tribulation. Only a handful of those who failed to overcome the tribulation were seriously injured and barely survived.

To this day, there are only nine Mahayana monks left in the True Spirit Continent.

Person -

Daomeng Jiuyao!

The name is very majestic, but the era of Dharma Ending is irreversible. Everyone understands that Dao Meng Jiu Yao is the last afterglow of cultivators.

Five thousand years ago, the last nine Mahayana people agreed not to try to overcome the tribulation, but to unite all the sects in the world of cultivation to form a Taoist alliance to fight against the invasion of the netherworld, to investigate the reasons for the emergence of the Dharma Ending Age, and to find a lasting path of cultivation.

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In the end, the Dao League headquarters with four Jiu Yao and the five largest alliance forces each with one Jiu Yao in charge formed a super-five structure, firmly controlling the final power of the cultivation world.

And Zong Zhishan is one of the five gangsters.

The leader of Zongzhi Mountain, Qian Junzi, is one of the Nine Dao Alliance and one of the only nine remaining Mahayana monks in the world.

Qian Junzi was over 10,000 years old and was seriously injured in the last battle of Zhu Ming. He spent most of the past thousand years in seclusion for cultivation.

In this state, overcoming the tribulation is tantamount to committing suicide.

Once Qian Junzi passes through the tribulation and falls, Zong Zhishan's strength and status will inevitably decline significantly, and the Taoist Alliance will definitely further intervene in the affairs within the sect.

This is why Huangfu Qun took action!

In his view, as early as more than five hundred years ago, the Dao League had already inserted Lingzhou Yue'an into the family. Although she had not made any big moves, she was in a high position, but she was lazy and addicted to alcohol.

The sect's crystal library contains ninety thousand spirit stones, which has had an extremely bad influence on the disciples within the sect.

If the leader leaves and no one in the sect has the ability to control her, Zongzhishan will sooner or later turn into a bandit village under her free will.

The worse outcome is that several Mahayana members of the Dao League have long been eyeing Zong Zhishan. Once the leader falls, the Dao League is likely to send a Mahayana parachute into the head position, and Zong Zhishan will never be the leader again.

There is no possibility of independent governance.

Thinking like this, Huangfuqun stood up and questioned Bo Yunzi.

"It's okay to overcome the tribulation, let senior brother say it himself!"

In fact, only Huangfuqun among the people present dared to say this.

In addition to the transcendent status of the Discipline Elder, Huangfu Qun was also the most proud personal disciple of the sect leader. He was a descendant of the famous Huangfu family in ancient times and a key figure in maintaining the balance between the Taoist Alliance and the sect.

Bo Yunzi bowed to Huangfu Qun in a respectful and slightly coercive manner.

"Master's injury is more serious than expected. Let alone recovery, he has already exhausted all his strength to maintain his condition. In addition, he is old and now his energy is exhausted."

Hearing the words "The oil has run out and the lamp has dried up," Huangfu's faces were as sharp as a carving knife, and his expressions were full of sternness.

"How is that possible? Senior brother also holds an elders' meeting every three years. The last time I saw him, he was energetic, chatting and laughing, and even gave me guidance on my practice!"

Bo Yunzi shook his head.

"Uncle Master, don't you know that Master has been trying to stay alive for the sake of the sect for so many years? He has become so weak that he was only pierced by Netherworld once, and he found it unbearable and unable to get up again."

Huangfu Qun’s eyes widened.

"Then there's no need to risk the tribulation. Since it has continued for so many years, it will continue!"

Bo Yunzi sighed.

"Even if Master does not survive the tribulation, he will only have a few decades of life left at most. Master has been practicing meditation for thousands of years, and his state of mind has become almost immortal. Even if he survives the tribulation, he will have a narrow escape from death, or there may be a glimmer of hope. This is the only option."

Everyone also sighed, with mixed emotions.

Although the news that the leader was about to pass the tribulation had spread for many years, it was somewhat uncomfortable to hear in person that the date for the tribulation was set.

Watching the world of cultivation being eaten away step by step by the Netherworld, watching Zongzhi Mountain slide down step by step, watching the leader running out of gas...

Xiao Ran didn't feel much at this moment.

Before entering the world, he lived in the mortal world for three years.

I witnessed with my own eyes that every village was ruined by the underworld beasts, and each town was destroyed by the underworld. The living space of human beings was squeezed to the limit step by step.

There were many ghost towns and people were starving everywhere. In the end, only the important towns protected by the Dao Alliance, the surrounding small countries protected by the large sects, and some wild villages where people who were too poor to fear death were left... survived.

The world is not that beautiful.

This is why Xiao Ran never gives up on seeking immortality despite repeated defeats.

That's why when he was accepted as his direct disciple by his master, he was so excited that he questioned his master's intelligence, so much so that he forgot that his master was asking him questions...

Only through practice can there be a way out.

In other words, only through practice can we find a way out.

Only through practice can we firmly control our destiny in our own hands, live long enough, and become strong enough to find the answers to all questions.

It was only after Xiao Ran entered the sect that he discovered that the practice itself was gradually declining.

The whole world of cultivation seems to be waiting for a hero to turn the tide.

The wind is surging and the waves are treacherous!

Xiao Ran actually felt like he was in troubled times and was about to make a move...

But, this is something in the future.

At the moment, he hasn't even refined his qi yet, but he still concentrates on fulfilling his filial piety to his master, carving out a future, and becoming a strong man as soon as possible.

Huangfu Qun's figure was sluggish, his hair on his temples was white, and his sharp eyes were slightly red.

"I don't believe it! There must be someone behind the scenes who wants to seduce me, Zong Zhishan!"

He was also a direct disciple of the headmaster, but he was not very talented and had an eccentric personality.

It was only thanks to the headmaster tailoring his clothes, choosing exercises, and formulating a suitable practice plan that he could reach where he is today step by step.

He will not just watch his master pass through the calamity and fall!

"Besides, decades are still too early. What if things turn around?"

Bo Yunzi shook his head and stopped talking.

The rest of the people also sighed sadly.

for a long time.

A low, wild voice, but as weak as dust, entered the main hall.

"I'm... very old."

Xiao Ran was startled and realized that this was a message from the master.

The mood contained in this voice is like that of a fairy.

It can be said that the master's state of mind has become immortal. Perhaps the physical body is limited by the concentration of spiritual energy. The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, and he cannot go any further...

Hearing the master's voice that was shaped like a dead tree and fallen leaves, Huangfu Qun finally couldn't hold back his stern look. In an instant, he burst into tears. He could no longer care about his identity as an elder and shouted heartbreakingly——

"Master!"

"You can also be on your own."

The ethereal voice is no longer bold, only weak.

"Zongzhishan, thank you for your help."

…

After Qian Junzi heard the news, he quickly fell into sleep.

Bo Yunzi never expected that the master would still spread his voice to this point when he was in such a weak condition. He was probably ready to die.
To be continued...