Chapter 79 Disappearance Xia Qingxue's cultivation level is not high,...
Xia Qingxue's cultivation level was not very high, but Xia Suxue held her hand tightly and flew forward with her rapidly.
She felt a little uneasy in her heart and subconsciously wanted to look back.
"Don't look, don't be afraid." Xia Suxue gently held Xia Qingxue's head to prevent her from looking back.
"elder sister......."
"It's okay, my sister is here." Xia Suxue raised her lips and said softly, "Don't think too much, it's okay, my sister is here, my parents are here too, nothing will change."
Xia Qingxue nodded, but suddenly, a deafening thunder was heard, and the accompanying sound waves almost knocked her to the ground.
She saw Xia Suxue subconsciously grabbing her shoulders, but she still turned around and looked in the direction of Qingyuan Sect.
A blinding white light fell from the sky, almost blinding people's eyes. The lightning elements in the surroundings were so dense that they could block the meridians of cultivators, crackling in their bodies.
The elders around seemed to be saying or doing something, but Xia Qingxue could neither hear nor see anything.
Her consciousness was almost in chaos.
"Don't look!" Xia Suxue threw her down, covered her ears, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, it's okay, sister, don't be afraid, this will pass soon."
"Yeah." Xia Qingxue nodded obediently and held the corner of Xia Suxue's clothes, just like when she was still a mortal.
At that time, she would hide under her sister's dress during thunderstorms and grab her sister like this.
Soon, the second thunderbolt struck down.
Looking at the horrific thunder tribulation, several elders of Qingyuan Sect were extremely worried.
The first thunder tribulation came too early. Although the Qingyuan Sect's group had already run a long way away, they had not yet had time to dispel the defensive spiritual shield. This time, many disciples with shallow cultivation were injured.
Looking at those disciples who were covering their ears and eyes and rolling on the ground in pain, Qiu Huaifeng's face darkened. He quickly bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed the blood from the tip of his tongue onto his natal sword.
The blood flowed down the tip of the sword, gradually sinking into the patterns on the sword, emitting a golden light.
"Go!" Qiu Huaifeng shouted softly, waving his sword and pointing it at the sky.
Golden and blood-red veins emerged from her sword, flew into the air, and then quickly dispersed, forming a transparent spiritual shield that protected all the people and monsters present.
Upon seeing this, Wu Zhuozhuo hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and injected spiritual power into the spiritual shield, using it to trace the spiritual power's veins to make it more stable.
As for Jiang Le, he was in a dazed state at first, until the protective shield was put up. Then he seemed to react and ran to several injured disciples to treat their injuries.
Although he is an elder, he is a medical practitioner. In terms of spiritual power and physical strength, he is the weakest among the elders. He is also confused about formations and the like. He gets a headache when he sees these things.
Fortunately, he was relatively self-aware and did not step forward to cause trouble. Instead, he just did his job peacefully.
Just like every time before.
He has never been quick to react, and doesn't care much about what's happening outside. He spends all day and night in his medicine garden and alchemy room, tending plants and making alchemy pills. He doesn't have the ability to ascend to heaven, but fortunately, he doesn't have the ideal of ascending to heaven. He is very satisfied with his situation and plans to spend his whole life in Qingyuan Sect.
And now, his greatest supporter seems to have fallen.
The young man looked in the direction of Qingyuan Sect and frowned with some worry.
As a medical practitioner, he would not starve to death, because there would always be a sect that would invite him to be an elder.
But there will never be another sect like Qingyuan Sect...
Luo Fu and Shan Ling stopped what they were doing and looked towards the Qingyuan Sect in the distance.
Luo Fu asked tremblingly: "Is this... a thunder tribulation?"
"Well, it looks like the leader of Qingyuan Sect is about to ascend." Shan Ling nodded. Although he didn't stutter, he looked much more nervous than Luo Fu. His face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He looked like he was about to faint. "It was indeed very sudden."
Luo Fu sighed, reached out and gently held Shan Ling's hand: "Don't be afraid, this thunder won't hit you."
Shan Ling's hands were so wet that they almost slipped, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Well, I'm not afraid, I know."
"The leader of Qingyuan Sect is going to survive the thunder tribulation?!" Su Chi's voice sounded from behind them. He rushed forward in two steps and looked up at the sky: "How could it be..."
Luo Fu couldn't help but roll her eyes: "What does this have to do with you? Don't make a fuss!"
"Why, why is it none of my business!" Su Chi gritted his teeth and said, "This is a big event in the world of immortal cultivation!"
"You can't decide the major events in the world of immortal cultivation." Shan Ling also recovered at this moment. He looked at Su Chi expressionlessly: "You haven't given up yet. Even if you like Qingyuan Sect, Ling Fuyao will not accept you as a disciple."
"I'm not!" Su Chi responded angrily, but soon, his voice lowered again: "I...anyway..."
Luo Fu interrupted him and said, "Don't worry about it. You can't do anything about it. As for the person inside, you don't have to worry. His cultivation is much higher than yours. He would have run away if he encountered any problems. You should worry more about yourself."
Su Chi pursed his lips and said no more, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of Qingyuan Sect.
The two knew they couldn't persuade him, so they didn't bother with it anymore. They just sat beside him, quietly looking at the place in the distance that was covered by dark clouds.
.......
Fu Chao quietly looked at the thunder in the distance, holding Fu Tingting in his arms.
Compared to the worries of others, he seemed much calmer.
"This thunder tribulation..." Fu Tingting hesitated to speak, and finally just frowned and looked up at the sky worriedly.
Fu Chao had a meaningful smile on his face.
He admired Ling Fuyao very much and had no problems with her.
But Ling Fuyao's ascension also means that the entire world of immortal cultivation will be reshuffled.
Such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for any sect leader.
.......
The thunder roared down and struck Ling Fuyao's body.
But she was not injured. On the contrary, such a thunder tribulation seemed to be quite easy for her.
"Didn't you eat?" She hugged her chest, looked up at the sky lazily, and said sarcastically, "Is this all you have?"
Tiandao was not angered by her.
In its eyes, Ling Fuyao was no different from a dead person.
She was destined to be its food. Everything was decided the moment she was bound by the system.
There are many variables in this plan, but as long as the most important things have not changed, then nothing matters and everything can still be salvaged.
"You are just stalling for time." Ling Fuyao said softly, "You will eventually die. Nothing can last forever."
Tiandao didn't speak.
It understood everything Ling Fuyao said.
But it doesn't care, as long as it drags on a little longer, a little longer...
Fu Xuzhi stopped.
He stood quietly in the void like a lifeless puppet.
Mo Beixing in his arms opened his eyes, gently reached out his hand and stroked his face.
Fu Xuzhi originally had no life; he was just the embodiment of a relationship.
But such feelings were enough to drive him to walk the world for a thousand years.
Mo Beixing stretched and was about to jump out of Fu Xuzhi's arms, but he felt him exerting some force on his waist and legs.
"Can't you bear to leave me? Idiot." Mo Beixing laughed, but that smile was a little helpless.
Fu Xuzhi did not answer him.
There is only one thing in his soul and inside him, and that is love for Mo Beixing.
When this love returned to its original owner, Fu Xuzhi was just an empty shell.
The empty shell could not answer any questions, nor could it respond to Mo Beixing.
But it seems to have some instinctive meaning.
But Mo Beixing raised his hand again as if he was playing, gently stroking Fu Xuzhi's hair and cheeks, and carefully depicting Fu Xuzhi's eyebrows.
To be honest, this person looks completely different from Xu Fu.
But it was indeed in line with his aesthetic taste, and it was an appearance that made Mo Beixing happy when he saw it for the first time.
"You are quite good at growing it." Mo Beixing laughed again: "Actually, it is quite in line with my aesthetic taste."
If it were any other day, Fu Xuzhi would probably be very happy, and would even start flirting with Mo Beixing, but now Fu Xuzhi still did not do anything, except holding his hand a little tighter.
Mo Beixing didn't expect his answer, he just raised his head, kissed Fu Xuzhi lightly on the lips and said: "I was quite happy during the time I was with you, but our story should end here, idiot."
"Yeah." Fu Xuzhi's eyes seemed to have a little more spirit: "Okay."
This surprised Mo Beixing extremely. He really didn't expect that an existence like Fu Xuzhi could still struggle to produce some self-awareness after he had completely disappeared inside.
"I love you, Beixing." His voice was low and gentle: "I love you."
"I love you."
He repeated his love for Mo Beixing three times.
He repeated this word of love billions of times during those long years.
Such words seem to no longer require a soul to be spoken.
"I know."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xuzhi's body completely disappeared.
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