The three waves of small immortal calamity thunder soon passed, and the sky was filled with glow. The thick calamity clouds all faded away, and colorful auspicious clouds appeared again. In the auspicious clouds, a sky-winged tyrannosaurus was vaguely seen roaring and playing.
After a hundred breaths, the nectar of the Immortal Tribulation began to pour down, and the beauty in the golden skirt absorbed it with fascination. At the foot of the mountain, a figure scratching his head stood with his hands behind his back, seeming to be appreciating the beauty and the scenery.
"Master, let's go! The Immortal Tribulation is over. Looking at you like this, looking straight at me, did you not have enough to eat outside?" The beauty in the gold skirt teleported down and stood pretty in front of Tianjiu.
"Well, it's better to be your own mother-in-law!" Tianjiu nodded, waved his big hand, rolled up the beauty, and disappeared in a flash.
The beauty in the gold skirt staggered and fell onto a jade couch. There were flowers all around, and there were many colorful peonies painted on the walls.
"Peony Palace? Little girl, are we back home?" The beauty flew up and hugged Tianjiu who was sitting cross-legged beside the couch and shouted.
"Not bad! I'm back in your nest again." Tianjiu opened his eyes, feeling the tenderness on his back, and nodded in reply.
"Thank you! Little **!" the beauty said softly. Before she finished speaking, the two warm petals came down quickly and stuck to the big mouth.
"Huh?! Madam, you just got promoted, why don't you check your pubic area quickly, what are you doing?" Someone said with a bad smile.
"It's okay, it's okay! I'm a little hungry. Let's finish the meat first!" the beauty replied, hugging the tiger's body, and naturally got into the brocade quilt.
In the secret room, spring suddenly warmed and flowers bloomed, and the sound of dragons and phoenixes sounded as expected.
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The young monk also sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain in a different space, holding his palms on his chest and trembling * * in his mouth. In the sky, there was loud thunder and dark clouds rolling, which was another sign of the imminent catastrophe.
"Amitabha! Little monk, we meet again!" The Great Buddha of Music opened his big eyes and looked at Nie Hai with a smile.
"Master, who are you?" Niehai looked at the Thousand-foot Giant Buddha in surprise.
"Lao Na's God of Music is the incarnation of Buddhist chants in the "Shu of Music God", a Buddhist treasure of Famen Temple."
"Book of Music God? Where is this?" Nie Hai was even more surprised.
"Heaven's secret! There is no need for the divine monk to ask any questions. All you need to know is that this is your secret and it is also my secret."
"Amitabha! Thank you Master Leshen for your guidance!" Nie Hai bowed solemnly.
"Well! The holy Buddha's body of the holy monk is extremely tough. This small immortal calamity is too weak and is not good for your great achievements. If the power is increased five times and the calamity thunder completely covers the body, it will be able to go against the will of heaven and transform.
The prototype of the body of the Buddha."
"Really? Master, can you see so clearly? It's a pity that the little monk's catastrophe has already happened and cannot be changed." Nie Hai looked at the sky, showing a trace of regret.
"Amitabha! The power of the calamity thunder is doubled. Although it is beneficial to forging, it also requires several times of inhuman suffering. At the least, all previous efforts will be wasted, and at worst, it will be broken on the spot. Does the holy monk have such confidence?"
"Of course! If God gives Niehai a chance to become a Buddha, even if he never recovers, Niehai will have no regrets!" Niehai said solemnly, with endless pride bursting out of him.
"Very good! It will be as you wish!" The Leshen Buddha nodded and smiled, slowly closing his big eyes, and a spiritual thought quietly shot out of this space.
Half a moment later, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly trembled, and the clouds of calamity flew through the airspace thousands of miles away again. In less than a hundred breaths, the top of the mountain was already as dark as night, and the pressure also increased several times.
So many.
"Doubled the calamity?!" Nie Hai suddenly stood up and looked at the sky, his eyes bursting with endless hope.
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A few moments often pass by in a flash, and the passion fades away.
In Tianjiu's arms, beauties fall like flowers, with a little shyness and comfort, falling into a sweet dreamland.
In the Qiankun Ring, under the main tree of Fairy Damu, the small jade palace was shining with rays of light, and there were faint sounds of Buddha. Niehai stood on the mini-mountain with his hands behind his back, his expression was neither sad nor happy, but the majesty on his body
The majestic face also exudes a purple-gold light.
"Holy Monk, have you achieved your promotion?" Old Monk Pochen flew down to the edge of the Nie Sea and asked with a smile.
"Master Pochen, Nie Hai has indeed advanced to the level of Immortal Dacheng."
"Hey, can you see how I am doing, old man? Can I advance?"
"This Niehai can't see through it, but you can go to Senior Brother Wuchen. He will definitely know whether you can advance."
"The old man also wants to find him, but where can he find him? He has never been seen before. Apart from occasionally walking with the girl on the grassland, he hasn't come to visit the old man for a long time!"
"Then you can ask Fairy Xue'er!"
"No! That little girl and old man don't even dare to look at her, let alone ask her questions."
"Really, old monk, so you took a sneak peek?" A humming sound came, falling into the old monk's consciousness like thunder. Then, a blue-robed figure appeared.
"Hehe! Wuchen, at least you came to see me!" Pochen laughed sarcastically, and stepped forward, brushing his robe to please Tianjiu.
"I'm asking you, have you seen any beautiful women?"
"No, no! Don't look at evildoers. The old monk still knows this." Old monk Pochen trembled.
"Well, it's okay if you don't have one. The reason why that beauty is wearing thin and revealing clothes is actually to test the determination of you great monks. If you fail the test, she will kick you out. She is an out-and-out saint.
You monks are as easy as squeezing an ant. And you will never show mercy, and it is useless for brothers to come forward." Tianjiu grinned, patted the old monk on the shoulder and smiled evilly.
"I know, I know! The old monk is dedicated to reciting the Buddha's name and won't look around in boredom."
"Okay, for the sake of your old monk being so honest, I will send you to advance in a moment. Also, by the way, let's see who else is about to advance. Let's go together."
"Really? Do you think the old monk can do it?" the old monk Pochen was overjoyed.
"I'm not asking you to pick up girls, what can you do? Come on! Go and count the heads. I don't want to make you mess around all day long. If you have the time, you might as well ride a horse with our sister Xue'er." Tianjiu
After speaking with sore teeth, the figure disappeared on the top of the mountain. When he reappeared, he was already beside the beauty in the snow skirt.
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"Master, are you here?" Xue'er turned around and looked at Tianjiu, smiling sweetly.
"Here we come! Are these monks bothering you?" Tianjiu gently held the beauty's waist and asked.
"It's okay...it's just a little awkward!"
"It's awkward and you still agree? Okay, Xue'er, let's put on your thick skin tomorrow. These monks are all human spirits. Even if you look at them secretly and say they don't exist, it's a loss even if you think about it!"
Xue'er's face turned red and she glared at someone fiercely: "Sir, don't tell me, these monks are definitely masters. Don't accuse them wrongly. Xue'er's thin skin is only for your appreciation..."
"Hahaha! Appreciate it, I must come here to appreciate it every day!" Tianjiu scratched his head and smiled, his eyes wandering on the beauty peak.
Xue'er pouted and glanced at someone in the erotic scene: "You promised to build a palace for Xue'er, when will you start?"
"No rush, no rush. I guess this site is too small. After a while, I will get a larger site and introduce you to a partner. Together, you can help me build a big harem..."
"What's the harem? How about a palace?!" Xue'er secretly pinched Tianjiu.
"Ahem! That's right, the palace! Just let some beauties come in occasionally, quack quack!" The chattering ghost's horn stirred on the grassland, and the figure scratching his head slowly melted into the void.
Xue'er was stunned for a moment, looking at the sky above the Sumeru Immortal Ring with a bit of disappointment. She quickly became energetic again, opened her mouth slightly, and blew a whistle. A six-jeweled white fairy horse shot over and landed instantly.
In front of her, the beauty climbed onto the horse, her sweet cry sounded, and the horse shot into the grassland like an arrow.
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In the different spaces of the sea of consciousness, dozens of great monks are sitting on dozens of mountain peaks, and each of them is almost ten thousand miles away. In this world, thunder is rolling, and dark clouds are filling the sky. In an area of tens of thousands of miles, dozens of areas of catastrophe are formed at the same time.
.Above the dark clouds, the roar of dragons kept ringing in my ears. On the high-suspended Time Cauldron, there was also a brilliant glow, and all the mythical beasts and flower bouquets totems were swirling violently, as if they were about to escape from the cauldron.
"Master, so many monks have been promoted at the same time. It's really spectacular. I even admire myself a little." Tianjiu stood next to the Leshen Buddha, scanning the thousands of miles of air space, and said with a smile.
"Being able to create a world of your own is not something that ordinary people can achieve. You are entitled to be proud of yourself. However, due to the limitations of your cultivation level, only heavenly calamities below the level of Saint Immortal can occur here. If you want to reach a higher level, you must advance yourself first.
Have sex well, sex can entertain the body and mind, but it can't bring you the great way and the power of heaven." The Great Buddha of Music closed his eyes and hummed in a low voice, as if he was teaching in a sincere way.
"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. After I go back, I will work hard and strive to advance to the realm of the Immortal King as soon as possible."
After Tianjiu bowed and finished speaking, he threw his whole body into the distance. In the sky, waves of calamity thunder rose as expected... (To be continued.)