Chapter 166 A Hundred Years of Quiet Enlightenment in Front of the Stone Wall
Heavenly tribulation and thunder tribulation are two different concepts and cannot be compared at all!
Thunder Tribulation, as the name suggests, is a six-level Ascension Tribulation that brings down the test after someone has reached the stage of transcending the Tribulation and received guidance from the upper realm. It is so powerful that ordinary people will turn into ashes under the Thunder Tribulation. Like the God of Dongsheng
The first person in the continent, through the Yuqing sect, he has reached the fifth level of thunder tribulation, and is only one step away from ascending to the immortal world.
As for the heavenly calamity, it is not something that ordinary people can survive. This calamity can only befall those who practice counter-cultivation, and the time of its arrival is uncertain. But after Wang Yuan ate this fruit, his will to defy heaven was blinded, and the way of heaven could not detect it.
At the moment of breakthrough, there will be looseness, and the deceived Heaven will bring down its anger and disaster!
In ancient times, heavenly tribulations were the most common catastrophes. The monks at that time all went against the will of heaven, so they naturally had ways to survive the heavenly tribulations.
The heavenly tribulation between the Dan Formation Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage is called the Four-nine Heavenly Tribulation; the heavenly tribulation between the Dongxu Stage and the Kongming Stage is called the Sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulation; the heavenly tribulation between the Dacheng Stage and the Crossing Tribulation Stage is called the Sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulation.
Ninety-nine tribulations!
These three tribulations are more powerful than other stages. The probability of death in these three stages is very high even for monks in ancient times. You can imagine how terrifying these three tribulations are.
The ancient period has been destroyed, and in this era, these three tribulations have flowed into history. Only those who practice reverse cultivation can know it from the secret method similar to inheritance.
Wang Yuan's eyes flashed, he was alone, and all he had was a firmer determination!
"The Heavenly Tribulation is very close to the Forty-Ninth Heavenly Tribulation. Wang is going to see how Heaven will destroy me today, and what power these Fourty-nine Heavenly Tribulations have! My way does not belong to Heaven, but only to myself!" Wang
Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky. Even if he scolds the sky now, his anger will not come down. Everything will fall together when he breaks through.
The little saint clasped his ears, as if he didn't care about the catastrophe. After seeing Wang Yuan eating the fruit, the little saint burst out laughing and said with a smile: "Brother Wang Yuan, how does this fruit taste? It's a pity that my little grandson only eats it."
To one."
Wang Yuan chuckled lightly, "Little Saint, to ordinary people, this fruit is just sweet and refreshing, but to us, it is a powerful self-defense weapon."
The little sage scratched his head as if he didn't understand, and suddenly remembered what Zuhou had ordered, and he immediately said: "Hi! Brother Wang Yuan, Zuhou also asked me, my little grandson, to take you to understand the secrets left by the great sage."
"Supreme Skills of Up and Down Earth", hehe, my little grandson is the one who practices this, it's so powerful..."
With that said, the Little Saint showed off his skills for Wang Yuan. Taking out the golden stick, the Little Saint suddenly transformed, and his whole body immediately emitted the blazing Yang Qi. The surrounding space was crushed by the Yang Qi and collapsed. This was also the same as the Little Saint.
It is related to the cultivation level.
A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Yuan's eyes, "It turns out that the method practiced by the little sage is called "The Supreme Skill of Heaven and Earth", and it was left by the great sage. The great sage has long been at ease in the demon world, and it is probably the last time he came to the flower.
The ** left by Guoshan specifically for the Little Saint, if my demon clone can learn this super **, then..."
As he thought about it, Wang Yuan became extremely excited. The demon clone was practicing the "Immortality", the supreme emperor skill of the demon world. If the demon clone was practicing the "Supreme skill of heaven and earth" taught by the great sage of the demon world, if the three parts were united into one, their strength would be
What will happen???
Wang Yuan was not in a hurry, but Little Sheng couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed Wang Yuan's shoulders and disappeared in a flash. After the sky was spinning, Wang Yuan and Little Sheng came to a stone wall.
This stone wall is nothing else, with three shining golden characters carved on it - Huaguo Mountain!
Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought: "Could this woman be hidden here by the Little Saint?" Then, Wang Yuan looked at the Little Saint with interest. The Little Saint had a weird temper, and maybe he had actually hidden him here.
This is an unsafe place.
"We're here, brother Wang Yuan, right here." Little Saint clapped his hands and looked at the stone wall with a little pride, or to be precise, at the three big characters.
Ever since he knew that Huaguo Mountain was related to the Great Sage, Wang Yuan also guessed that these three characters must have been left by the Great Sage.
Wang Yuan also stared at the stone wall. Suddenly, his pupils narrowed suddenly, and his body was sucked in by the stone wall, and he came to an unknown world.
The little saint looked at Wang Yuan standing here without moving, and chuckled, "I, my little grandson, will see how long it will take brother Wang Yuan to realize this."
The little saint swayed and left here.
The surface of the mountain wall is smooth as a whole, showing the atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, and those three characters are like engraved with the truth of heaven and earth, like the evolution of a world, in which the inexplicable "source of truth" is intertwined and transformed.
Spring passes and autumn comes. At first, flowers compete for beauty and bloom, but withered leaves fall, wither and wither. Time flows quietly through the palms, and it is difficult to grasp it tightly or firmly.
This mountain wall was left with a supreme secret by the great sage with great supernatural powers. Only when the mind and the mountain wall resonate with each other can we learn about that secret. In fact, it depends on whether you have this opportunity.
Wang Yuan stood opposite the mountain wall, motionless, with no breath flowing through his body. The little beasts were playing and biting at his feet. As time changed, the little beasts were no longer afraid of Wang Yuan.
There are inexplicable trajectories rotating and changing between heaven and earth, and the four seasons are the best embodiment of it.
I don't know when, a pretty figure appeared in the forest, but there was no face, only the moving and exquisite body, and the pair of crystal clear eyes, as calm as a clear water.
This figure appeared in the first year when Wang Yuan stood in front of the stone wall. After that, she appeared every two years, forming a pattern.
This time, she stood quietly in the forest for a long time. Suddenly, she felt something, lowered her head slightly, and saw a small beast rolling beside her feet, rubbing against her feet.
But when she heard a laughter like the tinkling of spring water, she bent down and held the little beast in her arms. The little beast leaned in her arms with great enjoyment. The little beast also looked curiously at the motionless man standing there.
The beast also went to "harass" that person, but came back without any interest.
A few years later, the pretty figure came again, and the time was very accurate.
"Huhu!" A little beast ran out from the forest. This beast was exactly the same little beast back then. Although it had grown in size, it still loved to play. It suddenly bumped into the figure's feet, and then shook its head.
He stood up and screamed.
She held it in her arms again, her bright eyes like water, and just looked at it quietly.
No matter it was windy, rainy, or thunderous, she always followed the time and came here, just like everything that comes over and over again.
Nothing has changed, but the clothes of the person standing there are covered with thick dust, and the ground has sunk into three parts.
But what changed was the little beast. It sensed her arrival and flew out with a roar. A strong wind blew, and a huge beast knocked down countless trees and came to her side.
This beast was already much taller than her, but it still rubbed her with its neck. It remembered its childhood habit. It quietly enjoyed the peaceful moment with her.
Time is like sand in the palm of your hand. The more you try to hold on, the faster it slips away. It slips through your fingertips and before you can feel it, it turns into soft material wrapped around your fingers. When you look back at night, your head feels like frost and snow.
, the face resembles mountains and rivers.
It was time for her to come again, and sure enough, the figure appeared in the same place again, seemingly never leaving.
But this time, the beast did not come again. She felt the air was slightly cold, and moved her body, as if she had tightened her clothes.
Time is like a song, the glitz fades away in the fleeting time, the flowers bloom and fall, so many years have passed.
This is a day with a free and easy spring breeze, the fragrance of flowers is all over the Huaguo Mountain, and it is full of nostalgic flavor.
The pretty figure came there as usual and watched silently. Even though a hundred flowers were blooming here, and the delicate flowers were twisting their bodies, they seemed not as hazy as the figure.
The most beautiful thing is not to be born like a summer flower, but to remain calm in the long river of time. She did it, showed up as always, without saying a word, which is better than countless outpourings.
Suddenly, she saw a naughty little beast looking at the foot of the motionless figure, roaring, baring its fangs, and making a grunting sound.
Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she thought of the beast that had disappeared without a trace, the beast that had been standing here with her all this time.
"Roar!" A beast roar sounded in the mountain forest, and then the sound of trees breaking was heard, and the ground shook. When the little beast heard the sound, it was extremely frightened, and its clever eyes flashed with fluorescence. Suddenly, it looked
When he reached the pretty figure standing there, he ran over.
She naturally picked up the little beast. At this moment, the forest behind was knocked away by brute force, and a giant beast came out.
"Woo!" The little beast roared, leaning closer to her arms.
"Roar!" The giant beast roared, but it focused more on her. A trace of surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes. She could not mistake it. This giant beast was the long-lost beast.
, but I didn’t expect it to have grown so big.
Yes, this period of time is quite long for cultivators, let alone these beasts?
The giant beast showed joy, lowered its giant head, and rubbed her hair. She suddenly chuckled, and her smile bloomed like a flower. At this moment, she was an elf in the mountains and forests.
The little beast stretched out its little head, looked at the giant beast with its dark eyes, and barked a few times.
She chuckled softly and placed the little beast on top of the giant beast. With the utmost reluctance of the little beast, the giant beast raised its head and roared, then turned around and ran away, but as it ran, it turned back and roared at her.
Her smile was fleeting, and she was alone again. Her lonely figure gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests, waiting for the next arrival.
For hundreds of years, letting time flow, Wang Yuan stood there resolutely and comprehended the stone wall, hoping to get the consent of the stone wall and the consent of the will left by the great sage.
That wonderful figure never appeared, as if he expected Wang Yuan to wake up soon.
A hundred years had just arrived, and the hard clod of earth that had been covered with dust on Wang Yuan's shoulders suddenly collapsed!
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