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? Lightning flashes and thunder rumbled, illuminating the yard brightly, and the long-simmering rainwater poured down, swept across the sky, and poured on Li Chongkang and others.
They didn't realize it, and didn't make any cover, but when the bean-sized raindrops were about to hit, they would always be bounced off by the invisible air layer, making it difficult to soak them in the slightest.
After going through the first thunder disaster, the most significant and important changes are self-generation of mana, body protection at any time, and riding the wind and fog, condescending.
The rain splashed and the white foam turned into fog. Meng Qi waved his hand in the dust and placed it in the crook of his arm, he said with a smile: "Since fellow Taoists like to discuss matters in the courtyard, the old Taoist has no choice but to accompany you. Just now I mentioned that you must leave a few people in hiding, so that you Waiting for the opportunity to appear, cooperate with the Ninth Prince to get that extraordinary thing, now, the old Taoist would like to ask, which fellow Taoists are willing?"
The last six words burst into spring thunder, and the sound was shocking, making the Nine Kings Xiao Kun and others tremble, and they were completely awake.
You look at me, I look at you, it took more than a dozen breaths of work, they finally figured out what happened, and fell into deep thought.
Staying in the capital must be extremely dangerous, and there is no room for exposure. It is completely different from the prominent life in the past, but all of you present are masters in the capital, rooted in this place for decades or even several generations, so there is nostalgia for it. Moreover, after leaving Beijing, he is not familiar with the place of life, and he will be hunted down by the court, which will not be too comfortable.
All of a sudden, their thoughts were full of thoughts and it was difficult to make a decision. The sound of rain in their ears cut off the hustle and bustle of the world.
"This junior is willing to stay in the capital and assist the Ninth Prince." Li Chongkang's face changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth.
If the situation turns around and the past prosperity of the Daoist sect reappears, the Nine Kings Xiaokun must be the one who ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor and wielded power at that time.
With Li Chongkang taking the lead, Bi Chongde and Lu Si, the master of Fenghuo Temple, both expressed their determination to hide in the capital.
"Okay, the three fellow Taoists don't care about life and death. They are indeed role models of the Taoist school. Please accept the gift from the old Taoist." Meng Qi nodded, then turned to look at the Ninth King Xiao Kun, "If you want Grand Master Pei to leave the capital, you must personally preside over the peace process." I'm afraid it won't be enough to rely solely on fellow Taoists, and the old Taoist plans to meet the number one person in the world tomorrow."
Grand Master Pei Daotong, a real person of the Seven Tribulations, who can create creations in the void between the heaven and the earth here, and travel to the underworld. Since the fall of Xu Tianshi from the Taoist sect, he is truly the number one person in the world.
Xiao Kun was stunned at first, then the corner of his eye twitched, and he said in surprise: "Senior, be careful, Grand Master Pei's 'Jade Emperor's Fist' is astonishing in the past, so it cannot be underestimated. Let's wait for the senior to recover to the peak before thinking about it."
Although you survived the thunder calamity once more and became a real person again, the gap between you and Grand Master Pei, the real person of the Seven Tribulations, is still incomparable.
Looking back on what happened just now, he and everyone present confirmed that Daoist Yunji only has the strength of one calamity, but judging from his ease of overcoming calamity like a game, the previous reputation is not fake, and the accumulation is still there, but something went wrong, so that the state of the realm is completely broken. Nothing, I lost my cultivation, and I am slowly returning to the peak.
Li Chongkang and the others nodded, agreeing with the words of the Nine Kings. From the fact that Senior Yunji took advantage of the rest of the discussion today to go through a thunder calamity, as long as he is given enough time, not mentioning the Seven Tribulations, at least it will not be a problem to restore his original strength. It is already one of the few Taoist sects that exist today, so you must not put yourself in danger!
Meng Qi waved his whisk, and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, Nine Kings, fellow Taoists, don't worry, it's only for a while, it's not head-to-head, and Shanren has his own tricks."
After finishing speaking, he pierced through the rain curtain and walked back into the room, saying "I have made up my mind".
The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling heavy and worried for a while.
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The palace is deep, in the imperial study.
Wearing a Nine Dragons Opera pearl robe, today's son Xiao Xuan stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the rain that had not gone away for several days, his lips were tightly pursed, outlining a rigid line.
He is nearly 70 years old, but he doesn't look old at all. His flesh and blood skin seems to contain huge power, his eyes are as deep as the sea, and he looks like he is in his early thirties. Standing with the Nine King Xiao Kun, others may think they are brothers.
Grand Master Pei Daotong sat calmly on the back chair given by Yu, looking at Xiao Xuan's back, without any impetuous emotions, like a towering mountain.
He took care of himself meticulously, the hair on the sideburns, lips and chin was not messy at all, like a steel carved stone, and his eyes were so majestic that people dare not look at each other.
On the top of Pei Daotong, there is Xiao Xuan's writing desk for correcting memorials. In the center of the writing desk is a glass lamp, light gold in color, crystal clear, and the lamp oil is transparent, if there is nothing, now a little fire is like a bean, shaking with the wind , so that the surrounding light and darkness are constantly changing, which is quite a bit weird.
"I haven't found any Dasuo in the past two days.To a Daoist Thunder Tribulation Daoist? "Xiao Xuan didn't turn around, still looking out of the window, the clouds were overcast and the drizzle continued.
Pei Daotong spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion: "Yes, I suspect that someone leaked the news, and the number of days has changed."
Xiao Xuan sighed suddenly, turned around, and looked beside the desk:
"Yes, the number of days has indeed changed, why did His Holiness teach me?"
In the imperial study room, besides the emperor Xiao Xuan and the grand master Pei Daotong, there is actually another person!
On the side of the desk, stood a monk wearing a gray monk robe. He was looking at the glazed lamp, with a handsome face and a faint smile on his mouth.
Hearing Xiao Xuan's question, the gray-robed monk smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, don't panic."
Xiao Xuan frowned, and asked in a deep voice:
"Venerable Ananda, what do you mean?"
The gray-robed monk known as Venerable Ananda said with a smile:
"Wait and see."
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The rain was like silk, and the cloud gradually dispersed. Pei Daotong left Miyagi in a sedan chair, and there was Nine King Xiao Kun in his party.
With his eyes closed, he seemed to be in deep sleep, but he was actually thinking about the changes in the capital in the past few days, in order to grasp the key points.
Grandmaster had many entourages, the team was huge, and the forward speed was not fast. It took a while to leave Zhuque Street and turn to Qingyangfang. When he arrived here, Xiao Kun was about to part ways with Pei Daotong.
?Because of the rainy days that lasted for many days, there were few pedestrians in the surrounding area. They each held oil-paper umbrellas and walked carefully.
Just at this moment, Pei Daotong who was in the sedan chair suddenly opened his eyes, and a little bit of thunder gathered in his eyes, as if he was surrounded by the supreme gods, reflecting the entire scene of the secluded street next to him:
A Taoist priest from Qinghuang in a black robe is walking slowly, holding a bamboo hat in his hand, bathing in the drizzle, as if he is enjoying all kinds of nature.
One step, two steps, three steps, the world seems to be infinitely enlarged, and the two sides seem to suddenly become smaller.
Gathering real people! Nine King Xiao Kun was taken aback, frightened and worried.
"It's just a catastrophe" Pei Daotong whispered, and stretched out his right hand, where countless silver lights converged, forming a Thunder Arrow with simple patterns, a divine arrow with a real sense of touch.
Just when he was about to shoot out the thunderbolt, he saw Meng Qi smiling slightly, calmly.
The sky suddenly became dark, and the lead clouds gathered, as if they were about to crush the capital. Countless silver and white lightning bolts merged into one and slashed down. The force of terror separated Pei Daotong and Meng Qi on both sides.
Boom!
The thunder light exploded, and the silver light swayed like water, rushing towards Pei Daotong.
Meng Qi, who was enduring the punishment from heaven, took another step without realizing it.
Boom!
Another thunderbolt fell, mixed with gold and silver, even more powerful than before.
And in the tumbling thunderball, Meng Qi, who was dressed in a black robe, stepped out with Dian Mang wrapped around him, another step.
Boom!
The heavens were furious, and the golden thunder struck in unison.
Xiao Kun was dumbfounded, and muttered to himself:
"Two kalpasthree kalpasfour kalpas"
One step, one thunder calamity, one breath, one landing!
Pei Daotong looked at Meng Qi walking slowly, with thunder and lightning added to his body, he felt his aura was taken away, and the magic arrow in his hand couldn't shoot out.
In the end, the dark clouds seemed to have come to the surface, and thunder formed into a sea, swaying in circles. The deeper you go, the more terrifying and abnormal.
The colorful sea of ??thunder slowly parted, and Meng Qi appeared not far from Pei Daotong with his bamboo hat in hand.
He put on the bamboo hat and smiled slightly:
"The old Daoist has also passed the Seven Tribulations."
Pei Daotong's eyes froze, and his Qi machine pulled him. Finally, the thunderbolt shot out and pierced through Meng Qi, but his figure slowly dissipated like a bubble.
If it wasn't for the surviving breath of thunder, what happened just now would really be like a dream. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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