"Gather Tao seeds and break the catastrophe of life!"

Looking faintly at Jin Lian's Dantian, Bingxian whispered softly.

"This... this Jin Lianzhi is also a monster, senior sister, she shouldn't be much older than you, right?" Bingyan whispered.

Bingyu nodded and said softly: "I am about the same age as her, and I can condense Tao seeds so quickly. I have to say that her cultivation talent is far beyond my ability."

Hearing this, Bing Mu looked at Bing Yu, pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Yu'er, you don't have to belittle yourself. If you hadn't stayed in the mortal world for too long, it should be almost time to gather your Tao seeds now."

Bingyu shook his head and pursed his lips with a smile.

The thirty-first thunder struck down suddenly.

At this time, Bing Chen was lying in the thunder pit, looking extremely embarrassed.

He didn't have any extra energy to look at the "beautiful scenery" in the distance. After struggling to absorb three remaining thunderbolts and hit Bing Mou and others, he focused all his attention on refining the remaining power of the heavenly tribulation.

Although Bing Chen felt that this catastrophe was much inferior to the previous two, its true power was not that of an ordinary sea-opening realm. It could even be endured by True Yuan realm monks, especially the Three Nine Thunder Empress.

These lines.

Almost everyone's attention was focused on Bing Chen again, and they all looked nervous and extremely worried.

Looking at the thunder that day, even Bingyu was frightened. He secretly speculated that if he had to resist a strike, he would not feel comfortable, and he would even be seriously injured if he was not careful.

"Mom, don't worry too much. My husband has now achieved breakthroughs in cultivation and physical body. His ability to withstand beatings is stronger than that of ordinary monsters of the same level. At most, he will only be maimed and not die." Yun Yao pulled the edge of Bing Yu's skirt and said.

Hearing this, Bingyu glared at Yunyao, but felt a lot more at ease because of Yunyao's words.

The thirty-second and thirty-third thunder struck down!

The calamity cloud gradually dispersed, everyone held their breath, and the whole place became extremely quiet for an instant.

The thunder pit where Bing Chen was was deathly silent, with no sound at all. If Yun Yao and Qi Yao hadn't sensed that Bing Chen was still alive, everyone would have even suspected that Bing Chen was struck dead by the last two tribulation thunders.

"Husband!"

Yun Yao was the first to come out, ignoring the remaining violent thunder in the area where the Heavenly Tribulation was, and arrived at the thunder pit where Bing Chen was in a moment.

His whole body was charred and black, still smoking, and his whole body was motionless, just like a charred corpse lying in a thunder pit.

Yunyao was so anxious that she immediately carried Bing Chen and ran out. She didn't stop until she ran out of the Tianjia area.

"Yao'er!"

Qi Yao, Bing Mou and others quickly stepped forward to check the condition of Bing Chen.

Without any time to say anything, Yun Yao immediately leaned down and kissed Bing Chen's charred lips with her red lips. Rich vitality instantly overflowed, flowing down Bing Chen's mouth and spreading throughout his body.

A faint nine-color light enveloped the two of them, and within a moment, it transformed into the shape of a giant egg.

Around them, Bing Mou and others could clearly sense that Bing Chen's aura was rapidly becoming stronger, and the lost blood was slowly recovering.

At this point, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Thirty-third Heavenly Punishment Tribulation!"

Looking at the giant egg in front of me, I said to myself with ice eyes.

While I was worried, I was also extremely happy and proud.

"Fortunately, there is Yao'er, otherwise my husband would have to lie down for a long time." Qi Yao said.

"Yaoyao, you are also seriously injured, why don't you hurry up and nurse yourself back to health?" Bingyu said.

Qi Yao pursed his lips and smiled, gently holding Bingyu's arm and said: "Mom, I'm fine. I just refined two blood soul pills, and it's no longer a serious problem. Besides, maybe you don't know, mother, the natural disaster may be to others.

It’s destruction, but it’s new life for me.”

Hearing this, everyone glanced at Qi Yao.

Qi Yao smiled faintly and said: "I am not a living person in the first place, I am just a body-snatcher whose soul has taken over my body. Everywhere in my body is more or less filled with death energy. This calamity is coming to me.

The biggest advantage is that its extreme yang and its own power of heavenly calamity can refine or force the death energy in my body out of my body. The less death energy I have, the more angry I will be. Therefore, this heavenly calamity is good for me.

For me, it’s a new life.”

Looking at Qi Yao, Bingyu showed a little pity in his eyes and gently held her in his arms.

"The Blood Soul Technique is indeed mysterious." Bing Miao sighed softly: "It can not only resurrect the dead people in an alternative way, but also allow the puppets to share the spiritual roots of the host to practice. He created this technique

Those people must be those who have contributed to the creation."

When Qi Yao heard this, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly: "Sister Mou'er is also interested in this technique?"

Bingmu shook his head.

"Although this technique is mysterious, it is too evil and cannot be tolerated by the right way." Bing Mu sighed softly.

"Is it evil?" Qi Yao said with a smile: "Just because of the Blood Refining Technique and the Blood Refining Heaven and Earth, sister Mou'er, you think the Blood Soul Technique is evil?"

Hearing this, Bing Mou said with a slight smile: "We have different stances, so the Immortal Sect in the world has the slightest bit of hostility towards this Blood Soul Skill."

"Oh, what about Sister Mou'er's current position?" Qi Yao asked with a smile.

The ice eyes gave Qi Yao an angry look.

"You girl, you are just like Yao'er, a little sharp-tongued." Bing Mu pursed her lips and smiled.

Qi Yao smiled slyly.

"Actually, Sister Mou'er, you already have some misunderstandings about good and evil in your hearts." Qi Yao said again.

"Oh, what's the misunderstanding? Let me tell you." Bing Miao said with a slight smile.

"My husband has practiced Blood Soul Skill, can Sister Mou'er call him evil? My master, Fairy Youmeng, the world calls her a witch, but I think she is the gentlest person in the world. I have been with my master for so long.

, she doesn’t feel like a bad person to me, but she is much kinder than many people. At least I am sure that Master has a heart of compassion for the world.

"In order to save her sister, the master massacred a whole group and was reviled by the world. But how could the world ask themselves, if they encountered such a thing, how many of them would be able to remain calm? Sister Mou'er, can you bear it?"

"However, looking back at what some well-known and upright sects who claim to be the Immortal Sect have done, it can be said to be unjust. The corpses of gods brought out of the Land of the Meteor God have caused the death of billions of ordinary people. A small member of the Jianling Sect

Disciples of the Pihai Realm, in order to gather the divided souls, slaughter tens of thousands of creatures to create a hole for Yin evil."

"Sister Mou'er, is this the kindness at the gate of your Immortal Sect?" Qi Yao asked.

The ice eyes were slightly startled.

"Compared with the blood debt committed by some decent sects of the Immortal Sect, what does the sect that my master once slaughtered mean nothing? It is far inferior to the blood stained on the hands of a minor cultivator in the Piercing Sea Realm of Jianling Sect." Qi Yao.

Said again.

After saying this, Qi Yao showed a sneer on his lips.

"Perhaps, in the eyes of most monks, ordinary people's lives are like grass, and it doesn't matter no matter how many deaths they have. This is the kindness in their hearts, which is only good for the world of cultivation, but not evil for all the people in the world."

Bing Mu sighed softly.

How could she not have considered what Qi Yao said? Or rather, she had asked herself this many times.

In the early days of the Great Tribulation, some sects were indeed stained with countless bloodsheds, even worse than the Blood Soul Sect, which was known as the Demon Sect. If the Tianyin Sect and the Huayin Sect had not stopped it in time, today's mortal world would be

, the situation will be even more unbearable.

After being silent for a while, Qi Yao changed the subject and suddenly asked: "Sister Mou'er, do you know why your husband let you go in the first place?"

Bingyan was startled again.

He originally wanted to search for Bingchen's soul, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he was imprisoned by his conscious world and took away his soul. If Bingchen wanted to kill him at that time, it would be easy. Besides, there was Lan Youmeng's incident before him.

It stands to reason that Bingchen would probably take the opportunity to avenge her.

Bing Mou didn't think it was because of her beauty that Bing Chen couldn't bear it. With Bing Chen's methods, no woman would be able to get her in the future.

Seeing that Bing Mu was slightly absent-minded, Qi Yao pursed her lips and smiled slightly: "Sister Mou'er has a heart of compassion for the world."

Bingyan's heart trembled.

"In this world, there are too few people like Sister Mou'er who care about the common people and have the corresponding strength." Qi Yao added.

Bing Mu was stunned again, and after several breaths, he smiled helplessly.

Looking at the nine-color light cocoon, Bing Mu felt a little complicated. She didn't know whether she should be happy or inexplicably sad.

Unconsciously, Lan Youmeng's appearance emerged in her mind. She was bloody and enchanting, as cold as frost, and arrogant and unstained by the world.

Bingchen once told her that he was very similar to Lan Youmeng in some places.

Perhaps this was partly the reason why Bing Chen didn't kill himself in the first place.

However, at the same time, Bing Mou's view of Lan Youmeng has also changed a lot.

Bingchen's ability to have a compassionate heart for the common people must have a lot to do with Lan Youmeng.

"Perhaps, we made a big mistake back then. If we had not prevented Lan Youmeng from becoming a god, the mortal world might not be as miserable as it is now." Bing Miao said to himself.

Thinking of this, Bing Miao laughed to himself.

The majestic leader of the Ice Soul Sect, the most powerful man in the world, who has lived for two to three hundred years, was actually educated by a girl in her thirties.

I felt a little helpless and a little happy at the same time.

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To be continued...