Under the bright moon, the dark clouds are thin and the night breeze is blowing.
Bo Qing and Ji Limin stood side by side, standing in the clouds, looking down at Bo Nianrou who was demonstrating his path of spiritual practice.
Now, Bo Nianrou has reached a limit on her path of cultivation. She needs someone to check for her shortcomings and fill in the gaps for her, and to take charge of the Chinese side for her, so that she can safely start the catastrophe of becoming a saint.
And this is the main reason why Ji Limin had to wait until Bo Qing returned before letting Bo Nianrou start the catastrophe of becoming a saint.
"Be serious and don't be distracted!" Bo Qing shouted coldly.
Bo Nianrou, who was in the forest below, trembled when she heard her father's stern scolding.
Buzzing…
The dream sword in her hand made a fierce sword cry, and circles of light rippled in it. The most mysterious thing was that the reverse flow river was also echoing her.
"The magical power of law - the protective robe of the reverse flow river!"
A big blue river came out of thin air, wrapped around Bo Nianrou, and quickly formed a white robe, blessing her body.
Around the white robe, there is a halo of dreamy luster, spinning faintly, hiding deadly murderous intent.
At this time, Bo Nianrou was wearing a dream robe and holding a dream sword in his hand. He had an indifferent temperament and looked down on all living beings, like a sword fairy coming to earth.
Her eyes narrowed, and she immediately struck away with her sword.
Bang, bang, bang!
Between the opening and closing, the sea of clouds disappears, the sky collapses, and meteors and fireballs continue to fall to the earth.
"It looks like, it's so similar..." Bo Qing's eyes flashed, his lips tightened, and he was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Nianrou was obviously her daughter. Although he didn't witness every step of her growth, he knew it well.
But why are there more and more traces of his beloved disciple Hua Menghuang on Nianrou?
Wanwan class Qing?
This is very wrong.
Because he and Li Min named her Nianrou, hoping that she would not have to dominate the world like Hua Menghuang, but would only need to live a gentle life without any illness or difficulties.
Why does it happen that the older the children grow up, the more they fall away from the faith?
"It's a bit tricky. Is this the trouble of being a father, haha."
Bo Qing held the Tianhe Sword at her waist tightly with her backhand, and her thoughts were spinning in her mind.
Tianhe Sword is no longer a pure blue and white sword.
On the hilt and body of the sword, there were blood-colored veins. The aura and the soul-killing demonic intent came from almost the same source, making it very chaotic and crazy.
In the past, the reason why the two ancestors of the Ji clan lost their minds was because of such a deep demonic intention.
"Crash..."
The Tianhe Sword Qi spread like a river of blood, with thousands of innocent souls wailing, making the sky bloody, and the cold murderous aura completely overwhelming the forest below.
Bo Qing slowly took action against Bo Nianrou!
Even though it was just a tiny trace of energy, it was definitely not something that a saint could resist, let alone a non-saint being like Bo Nianrou.
At this moment, Bo Nianrou's eyelids were twitching wildly, his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
She knew that her father would not kill her, but now he was just suppressing her talent and potential.
But even so, she couldn't help but tremble.
But in an instant, Bo Nianrou suppressed the threat of death and regained his composure.
She suddenly threw the Dream Sword high into the sky, clasped her hands together, lowered her head and closed her eyes, like a rotten tree.
Click——
"The ultimate sword move - Five Finger Fist Dream Sword!!!"
One finger!
Bo Nianrou suddenly raised the thumb of her right hand.
The center of her right fist raised high above her head suddenly shot out a sword light.
Hurry up!
The speed of the sword light is unbelievable.
The Blood River Sword Cloud slowed down for a moment, but still pressed down.
Two fingers! Three fingers! Four fingers! Five fingers!
A sword light is faster and more powerful than a sword light.
The last sword light caused the sacred weapon Dream Sword to go away without any return. Under such a powerful attack, it finally broke through the Blood River Sword Cloud.
After doing all this, Bo Nianrou was sweating profusely, half-kneeling on the ground, panting.
At a certain moment, she really almost thought her father was going to kill her!
"Menghuang..."
A foolish voice came out of Ji Limin's mouth, and she stared at her daughter in shock.
Not only did Bo Qing see traces of Hua Menghuang in Bo Nianrou, but Ji Limin also did!
"Nianrou is Nianrou, and Menghuang is Menghuang. They are two different people."
Bo Qing hugged Ji Limin in her arms, patted her soft back, and softly comforted her.
After experiments, Bo Qing discovered that his good daughter Nian Rou did have traces of Hua Menghuang, but the good girl was definitely not the reincarnation of Hua Menghuang.
After all, it is difficult for an emperor to achieve such things as reincarnation and return after traveling through time, let alone a being like Hua Menghuang who has not yet become a saint.
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Bo Nianrou is talented and talented, and has no shortage of opportunities.
Only the level of mind and nature deserves special attention.
And when Bo Qing returned and subjected her to multiple purgatory-like trainings, Bo Nianrou soon made up for it in terms of her character.
Although in terms of character and will, Bo Nianrou is not as good as Hua Menghuang back then, but there is absolutely no problem in resisting the catastrophe of becoming a saint!
Summer has arrived.
The sun is scorching.
And the sound of surging water trembled from below the sky, and its rivers surged and swept in all directions.
The most peculiar thing is that it flows in reverse. There is a strange and powerful force in it, which seems to go against the heaven and the earth, forcibly changing the rules and prohibiting all divine passage methods.
The Secret Realm of Law and Dao Heaven and Earth—Nixuowu River!
It has to be said that if practitioners of the Law and Taoism achieve immortality and sainthood here, they will definitely get twice the result with half the effort and have huge benefits.
Being able to use the Ni Liu River as a place to ascend to immortality and become a saint, one can imagine how terrifyingly deep Bo Nianrou's blessings are.
At this moment, Bo Nianrou was standing on the reverse river and was about to become a saint.
Outside the Ni Liu River, there are close saints such as Bo Qing, Ji Limin and the three ancestors of the Ji clan.
"Nian Rou is only in her early thirties and has already become a saint. This talent is not terrible."
"Yes, if Nianrou hadn't become a saint by following the Law School, then she could even have become a saint in her early twenties!"
"The Law School..."
All the saints were amazed.
If practitioners of the Zhou Dao sect are rare in the world, at least there are still those of the Longyang lineage.
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"Don't worry, Nian Rou can definitely do it." Bo Qing narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, holding Ji Limin's catkin and clasping her fingers tightly.
Ji Limin said softly, "Hmm", and his long autumn eyes were still focused on Bo Nianrou.
How could this stop her from worrying?
Bo Nianrou is her first child, her caring little cotton-padded jacket.
The complex emotions are difficult to express in words.
Below, the countercurrent river made a deafening sound and was still flowing, as if it was taking away time.
Not long after, the sun moved to the middle, and it was already noon.
It was at this moment that Bo Nianrou, as the Lord of the Ni Liu River, decisively started his own catastrophe of becoming a saint.
The torrents rolled, the winds and clouds surged, and the sky and the earth became dark.
Ice rain began to fall in the sky, and thunder and fire were also wandering among the dark clouds.
All kinds of strange sights appear!
"Here we go, I wonder which emperors' brands Nianrou will encounter..." Bo Qing lowered her eyes.
There are three steps to becoming a saint, the first step is to break the orifice, the second step is to receive Qi, and the third step is to explode the orifice.
With every step, Bo Nianrou walked steadily and calmly, which even seniors like Deji's third ancestor could not help but admire.
And this is the difference between big cultivators from aristocratic families and casual cultivators.
Inheritance is orderly, and it is not something that can be said casually.
Bo Nianrou is very strong, very strong. No matter in every aspect, he can be called a dragon or a phoenix among men.
But wasn't Bo Qing strong back then? He was stronger in character!
But even if Bo Qing was compared with Bo Nianrou at the same time, he was not as good as Bo Nianrou in terms of overall strength.
And this is the huge benefit of being on a big platform!
boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Continuous explosions sounded, and the void exploded into darkness.
The disaster shattered and then condensed, and a terrifying aura spread that made people's hearts tremble.
Deep in the Disaster Thunder Pond, a green lotus shadow suddenly appeared!
This figure is aloof and cold, calm and calm, as if everything in the world is in His hands.
"The Emperor's Mark still appeared, but I didn't expect it to be Qinglian Tianzun. Sure enough, Nianrou's niece's qualifications and talents are terrifying."
As soon as this vision appeared, the old man Xuepo identified it.
Everyone stared at Jie Yun with blazing eyes and full of expectation, wondering what kind of tricks Bo Nianrou would show under such terrible oppression.
"Nianrou..." Ji Limin's palms broke out in cold sweat, and he held Bo Qing's big hand tightly.
If possible, Ji Limin hopes that Bo Nianrou can survive the catastrophe of becoming a saint and becoming an immortal safely, but she understands that this is very difficult.
Because since Bo Nianrou was born, there has been the secret realm of heaven and earth, the "Counterflow River", the sacred weapon Dream Sword, thousands of miles of purple clouds, circling dragons and phoenixes, and other extraordinary phenomena.
Not to mention, she is also an extremely smart child.
Compared with ordinary practitioners, she has simply deprived herself of all kinds of fortunes, and it is inevitable that she will be branded by the Emperor during the tribulation of becoming a saint.
"Don't worry, I will take care of everything." Bo Qing's face was calm, and the development of the matter was still under his control.
Magical power of the law - the protective dream robe of the reverse flow river!
In a moment, the reverse flow of the river rose up, entangled Bo Nianrou, and quickly formed a white robe, blessing her body.
Holding the dream sword in hand, she rushed straight into the depths of the thunder pool, without fear of disaster or change.
A big storm arose, thunder filled the sky, and a white frost glow was left in the sky, which seemed to last forever.
She broke through the calamity clouds in one fell swoop, and all kinds of thunder and calamity beasts were submerged by the upstream river and perished.
And the green lotus figure finally began to move. The rhyme of the sword was thick and powerful, and the sword light was divided into thousands of parts, piercing the reverse flow river.
Something incredible happened!
I saw Bo Nianrou holding the Dream Sword in his hand, making flowers every step of the way, the sword energy was like a waterfall, directly pressing the Qinglian Tianzun brand to strike!
"How can this be?"
"It's fake, it's fake, no matter how powerful Nianrou is, it won't bear the mark of Tianzun~"
"I can't believe it, I can't believe it. If it weren't for destiny, I would definitely think that Nian Rou is destiny..."
Everyone was shocked.
No one could have imagined that Bo Nianrou could fight back in the face of such a powerful enemy as the Qinglian Tianzun Brand.
Ji Limin also had a dull expression, suspecting that what he saw was an illusion.
But soon, the warmth from Bo Qing's palm told her that this was not a dream!
"Qinglang, Nianrou is unparalleled, Nianrou is unparalleled!" Ji Limin's face was overjoyed and he smiled happily.
"Nianrou is unparalleled..." Bo Qing also smiled, but his heart felt a little heavy.
Because of the changes in things, things have gone beyond his planned track.
What he imagined was that Nianrou would definitely be able to defeat the Qinglian Tianzun's brand, but it would never be so easy. On the contrary, it would be a brutal and bloody battle.
The final result must be that Nian Rou is fully sublimated and becomes a saint in one fell swoop!
"I really didn't expect that I would actually face off against the brand of Qinglian Tianzun."
Amidst the calamity cloud, Bo Nianrou breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she kept dancing the Dream Sword in her hand, and the sword light was radiating in all directions, her extremely nervous mood slowly returned to peace.
Thanks to the sacred weapon Dream Sword, she not only experienced the life of Hua Menghuang in her dream, but she also had duels with Qinglian Tianzun and other great emperors.
In a real competition, she can't actually defeat the Qinglian Tianzun brand.
The reason why such a bizarre scene was possible was because after being "killed" tens of millions of times, she knew all the information about the brand of Qinglian Tianzun!
Half an hour later.
The clouds of calamity slowly dispersed, and everything became calm.
And Bo Nianrou, who was rising into the air with the Dream Sword in his hand, looked like a fairy, and he became more and more like Hua Menghuang's temperament that pushed everything.
Obviously everything seems to be over, but the quasi-emperor major cultivators like Bo Qing and Ji San's ancestors are frowning.
Among them, Old Man Xue Po and Old Man Shanhun Su, two powerful men from the soul-killing lineage, changed their expressions greatly and stared blankly at the sky in the distance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A deeper and darker blood-light calamity cloud condensed.
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The phantom of a black and white soul-killing flag appeared.
Soul-killing Demon Emperor!
The soul-killing demon emperor who went completely crazy in his later years!
"Although the soul-killing ancestors were born in poverty, they don't have too many human blood grudges on their hands."
"The only big change was in his later years, when he was completely possessed by the devil."
"At that time, the War Immortal Ancestor thought that it was very likely that a terrible demon was controlling the soul-killing ancestors and guiding them to commit various bloody crimes."
"The soul-killing ancestor who is completely possessed by demons has murderous intent that can subvert the entire martial world. The destructive power he brings is definitely among the best among many great emperors..."
The old man Xue Po and the old man Shanhun Su whispered about various secrets of the soul-killing lineage that were unknown to outsiders.
Ahead, a figure wearing blood-clothed clothes, disheveled hair, and filled with evil thoughts and desires slowly walked out.
Suddenly, Ji Limin, Ancestor Ji San and others turned to look at Bo Qing.
Because they suddenly sensed that the soul-killing brand was very similar to Bo Qing's aura!
"..." Bo Qing shook his head helplessly.
Because this aura is almost the same as the blood-colored veins on the Tianhe Sword, they are naturally similar.
"This aura is similar to that of my father, so I am going to kill my father?!"
Originally, Bo Nianrou felt a little heavy when faced with an opponent that was beyond his expectations.
For some reason, she suddenly became excited when she thought of this.
Especially the Mengjian burned extremely, bloomed with brilliance, and made an angry and ferocious buzzing sword sound.
The war begins!
Blood rains!
Bo Nianrou was forced to retreat many times and was beaten in agony.
The soul-killing brand, especially the soul-killing mark in his later years, is a terrifying existence that touches the path of killing!
But in the end, the Dream Sword turned into a huge dream, and together with Ni Liuhe, surrounded the soul-killing brand, and only then did Bo Nianrou become a saint through clever tricks.
"Although this soul-killing brand is powerful, it is still not as good as the threat that father brings to me."
"If my father and I were facing each other to the death, would I be able to withstand his offensive, or even... fight back?"
Bo Nianrou sighed softly in her heart and quickly put away this disrespectful thought.
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at the same time.
Just after Bo Nianrou became a saint through clever tricks, the torrent of heaven and earth at the sky barrier suddenly changed during the day, and it actually grew slightly stronger.
It can be seen from this that the general trend of the human race carried by Bo Nianrou is also quite magnificent!
"Buzz——"
Suddenly, the vague Taoist charm of the Irregular Taoist suddenly changed.
He was struggling left and right, as if trying to break free from the siege of heaven and earth.
And the countercurrent river in Bo Nian Rou's blessed land is also flowing in a more turbulent way, with turbulent waves, like huge waves in the sky.
Ni Liuhe, the first generation owner was suspected to be Qinglian Tianzun, and the owner of the generation before Bo Nianrou happened to be Wugui Dao Zun.
Wugui Dao Zun is not only the great emperor of Lu Dao, but also the ancestor of the Ji clan...