Chapter 255 Jing'e Breakthrough
Tianxuan Sect, located in the back mountain.
Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky and spread to an area of ten miles in radius. The entire sect was suddenly shrouded in a terrifying shadow.
The sudden darkness frightened all the disciples present, and cultivators within a hundred miles also flew over.
After a while, someone exclaimed: "Jing'e Immortal Venerable is about to break through!"
Everyone knows one thing, if Immortal Master Jing'e breaks through, he will reach the Mahayana realm!
So far, there has not been a cultivator in the Silent Continent who has broken through to the Mahayana realm before the age of a thousand.
For a moment, the whole world was shocked!
In the current world of cultivating immortals, there are only a few sect ancestors who are at the Mahayana realm, and all of them are nearly ten thousand years old.
Jing'e is not even 900 years old yet, how strong is his talent?
He is going against the will of heaven!
More and more people rushed to see this rare great Mahayana thunder tribulation. However, before they got close, they saw that half the sky was dark. The first lightning that was just building up momentum was as thick as a mountain, as if it would split the sky, and they were instantly scared away.
The terrifying shock of the thunder tribulation was enough to make people's hearts tremble even if they were fifty miles away.
All the sect elders looked solemn.
In the Mahayana realm, only one out of ten will survive the thunder tribulation!
Under the dark clouds, Jing'e had already experienced three thunder tribulations, his body covered in blood. There were still 369 thunder tribulations to come, each one more severe than the last.
Jing'e sat in the center of the thunder tribulation. He actually didn't expect that he could break through so quickly.
Ever since Mu Qi made him a cup of Bodhi tea and stuffed him with a pill last time, he felt indescribably comfortable all over, as if his muscles and veins were soaked in a hot spring every day, feeling unobstructed, warm, and strong, several times better than before he was injured.
During this retreat, his cultivation went surprisingly smoothly, and he actually broke through the barrier of the Mahayana realm in one fell swoop, which was something he had never dared to imagine.
It’s been less than a hundred years since he last broke through to the peak of his fusion!
He thought that it would take him thousands of years to find the opportunity to break through to the Mahayana realm, but he never expected that he would break through inexplicably within a hundred years.
That one bodhi leaf is so effective?
I'll have to ask my little disciple if he has any left. It's time to prepare one for those three useless disciples who have been slow to break through.
Jing'e was full of optimism, but after experiencing one thunder tribulation after another, he had a vague feeling that he was about to die.
There are only three left, and he feels that he has reached his physical limit. However, these last three are the most powerful of this thunder tribulation.
After the third to last stroke, all of Jing'e's tendons were broken, and he fell in a pool of blood. The pain was so severe that he almost had hallucinations and he was completely unable to get up and repair himself.
He lay on the ground, watching the thunder that was rolling over his head again with his peripheral vision.
He is about to die~
But he is unwilling~
I haven’t finished listening to Qiqi’s gossip yet~ How could she die…
How can the little girl pretend to be cool without his protection in the future?
If she were to face the entire sect or the entire demon clan alone again, what would happen to her life?
Once a teacher, always a father. He has to be responsible for that little girl.
He has only been her master for more than ten years. Compared with Chang Wu and the others' hundreds of years, it is unfair, too unfair.
She would resent him.
Thinking of this, he propped himself up with his trembling bloody hands, and stood up, enduring the pain that was hundreds and thousands times more painful than the worst. He tried his best to speed up the repair of his tendons and veins so that this broken body could withstand a greater thunder tribulation.
"boom!"
Jing'e fell down again, his vision was blurred, and lines of blood flowed out from his seven orifices.
He felt like his soul was about to dissipate, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make it past the last level.
With shaking hands, he wiped the blood off his face with difficulty.
He had to die in a glamorous way, so as not to tarnish the reputation of his lineage where both the master and the disciples were glamorous.
However, no matter how hard he wiped it, it was of no use, and even his hands were covered in blood.
“Boom!”
The final thunderbolt that destroyed the world finally struck!
Jing'e was submerged in the huge thunder.
He opened his eyes, looking somewhere unknown, with a gleam of light in his eyes.
Soon, as the thunder dissipated, the light in his eyes finally dimmed, and his hands fell limply.
Starting from the fingertips, it gradually becomes colder.
Just as his soul was about to leave his body and dissipate, a warmth quietly began to flow from his heart and quickly spread throughout his body.
Jing'e just felt so warm.
Was it some unfilial disciple who saw that he was cold and warmed him with fire?
Under the spiritual rain, Jing'e remained motionless, which frightened all the elders and disciples of Tianxuan Sect.
When Ying Xuan'an approached with a worried look in her eyes, she saw Jing'e lying motionless with his eyes open, and tears immediately fell from her eyes.
He knelt beside him, choking with sobs and unable to speak.
Jing'e rolled his eyes, "Why are you crying? Is your precious sword broken?"
"What the hell!" Ying Xuan'an was so frightened by him that he fell to the ground!
Staring at Jing'e who suddenly came back to life, he patted his chest to comfort his heart.
"You, you...are not dead?"
Under the nourishment of the spiritual rain, Jing'e turned over and lay flat, letting the rain wash away the blood stains on his face and body.
"What the hell! I just saw my little disciple standing there scolding me!"
Ying Xuan'an's throat choked, "What did I scold you for?"
"She scolded me for taking up her master's position in vain. If she has a master who died early and then worships other masters, people will laugh at her!" Jing'e said seriously.
Ying Xuanan: “…”
Ying Xuan'an didn't argue with him. He turned around and told the elders to disperse and wait patiently for him to recover.
Jing'e felt something was wrong, so he sat up and concentrated on repairing his tendons, "What's wrong with you? Something's wrong."
Ying Xuan'an didn't say anything until he felt that he had fully recovered, then he pulled him up and ran away.
He said: "Your little disciple is really going to scold you. If you don't save her, she won't even be alive."
"What???" Jing'e pulled Ying Xuan'an back and ran forward quickly, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
"Don't worry, you should still be alive. If not, you would have died a month ago." Ying Xuan'an calmly let him run while he gave him directions.
In less than half an hour, the two arrived at the waterfall in the valley of Weiyang Mountain, which was the entrance to the secret realm where Mu Qi was.
Yue You, Chen Jian and Chang Wu were waiting there, all with haggard looks on their faces.
More than a month ago, after Mu Qi was taken away, Yue You, Chen Jian and Chang Wu were entangled by the demon for a long time. When they stopped, no one knew where Mu Qi had been taken away.
Yue You had a cold face and took out the ethereal mirror.
He took out a few strands of Mu Qi's hair that he had plucked while she was sleeping, took out one strand, made a hand gesture, and the hair turned into ashes and fell into the ethereal mirror.
The map of the Silent Continent slowly appeared on the mirror, and then gradually shrank until the picture stopped at the valley of Weiyang Mountain, in front of the waterfall at the entrance to the secret realm.
Yue You frowned immediately. Only in a completely isolated secret place would one not see anyone.
He spent half a day to reach the waterfall, but he couldn't find the entrance to the secret realm after searching for a long time. There was clearly a mountain wall behind the waterfall that could not be broken through.
Chen Jian knew that the Tianxuan Sect's most precious treasure, the Kongling Mirror, was a treasure that was found for someone, so he followed Yueyou to the place.
Chang Wu had no direction, but thinking that they were just as anxious as he was, they must have found a direction, he followed them.
The three searched for three days and three nights but found nothing.
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