Long Junhai fell from the sky in agony and wanted to faint. It was not that he did not want to stay awake, but the feeling of his soul being burned was too painful!
If his soul was burned to pieces all at once, Long Junhai would feel relieved. However, although the two black and white flames did not seem to be very powerful, they were able to burn Long Junhai's soul. The black flame was extremely yin, and the white flame was extremely yang. The other seven colors of flames kept rotating around these two flames. The cold fire and the fierce fire alternately burned Long Junhai's soul, just like being tortured to death with a knife, but it made it impossible for people to die, and they could only endure this kind of pain.
Long Junhai lay drowsy on the ground, motionless. He didn't even have the strength to roll over or cry out in pain. His body was covered in golden sweat. His majestic soul power shrank little by little, and finally condensed into a bean-sized soul crystal!
Although he had lost a lot of soul power, Long Junhai's soul was no longer contaminated by impurities. Whether it was rebirth, possession of another's body, or soul power plundered from others, at this moment it became extremely pure and all merged into one, which was Long Junhai's own soul power!
This tribulation lasted for a whole year. The flames within a thousand miles of Luoxing Mountain never went out. Even the masters of the tribulation period did not dare to approach easily. If anyone was contaminated by the flames here, let alone the tribulation period, even the fusion period or even the Mahayana period cultivators would be reduced to ashes in an instant!
This is not alarmist talk, but something that actually happened, because just three months ago, the president of a chamber of commerce wanted to check whether Long Junhai was dead. He walked a little closer and stood in an area without fire. However, due to an unknown strange wind, the fire suddenly became bigger. This master who was already in the early stage of Mahayana was reduced to ashes under the gaze of his companions. The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and there was no chance of escape at all!
It was precisely because of this incident that this place became a forbidden area of Luoxing Mountain, and no one dared to set foot there!
Many people thought that Long Junhai was dead. After all, how could he easily survive the fire that even Mahayana cultivators could not resist?
Some people also think that Long Junhai is alive. After all, the calamity clouds above the nine heavens have not disappeared, but the area covered by the calamity clouds has shrunk a lot, and only appears within a hundred miles of the main peak of Luoxing Mountain.
Long Junhai has become a legend in everyone's heart. Many people who are stuck at a bottleneck and unable to break through can quickly break through as long as they come to the main peak of Luoxing Mountain to meditate, and more than one person has succeeded!
Therefore, this place is now both a forbidden area and a holy place for cultivation. However, no one dares to get too close, for fear that they will be affected by the aftermath of the heavenly tribulation if they make the slightest mistake.
Long Junhai did not die, but his soul turned into a soul crystal. He did not leave this place immediately in order to absorb the will of heaven.
Now the nine blazing fires can no longer pose a threat to Long Junhai. Among them, nine blazing fires are under Long Junhai's control and brought into his Heavenly Dao World, becoming his trump card.
In addition, Long Junhai also collected all the residual energy left by the previous nine gusts of wind and nine heavenly thunders. Although it was much smaller than the power of the nine flames, it was more than enough to deal with ordinary masters of the same level.
A hundred years later, Long Junhai slowly opened his eyes. His understanding of the will of heaven had become very profound. In fact, he was no longer a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, but had directly become a cultivator in the Fusion Stage!
What Long Junhai needs to do now is to cultivate his original mind, perfectly integrate his own essence, energy and spirit with his body, and achieve the Mahayana realm. Then it will be much easier to break through the void and ascend to heaven!
Before leaving this place, Long Junhai took out the Zhishui Sword. If this sword had not madly absorbed the will of heaven in the nine flames and reduced the damage caused to him by the nine flames, he would probably fail to pass the tribulation this time and disappear directly from this world!
Now Long Junhai has repaired the Zhishui Sword, and its power has increased countless times compared to before. No matter how powerful the immortal weapons, holy weapons, and divine weapons in this world are, they cannot be compared with the Zhishui Sword, because the Zhishui Sword has the highest power of the will of heaven in this world!
Before leaving, Long Junhai sat in meditation for another three years to adjust his state of mind. Although it took him several times longer to overcome the tribulation than others, his strength increase was even greater than others! A sudden surge in a person's strength can lead to an unstable mind, just like the previous obsession, so he must cultivate his state of mind. Refining the mind in the mortal world is not something that can be completed in a day or two. He had only completed a small part of the training before, and now he needed more training! This is how he can consolidate his own strength.
Finally, Long Junhai walked out from the main peak of Luoxing Mountain. At this moment, he was very different from himself more than a hundred years ago, and his appearance alone had changed a lot.
In the past, Long Junhai was imposing and awe-inspiring. He was so powerful that he could scare people out of their wits with just a glance, and his aura was full of evil.
Now Long Junhai has a state of mind of returning to nature. His eyes have become softer, and the smile on his face seems more sincere and simple, giving people the feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze. His voice has become very magnetic, and his overall temperament has become very kind, making people feel very friendly.
At the gate of Huaxia Sect, Long Junhai was dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back. He was in a particularly good mood when he saw the word "Huaxia".
"Please stay! This is the Huaxia Sect. Outsiders must hold a written order from an elder or above to enter!"
The disciples guarding the door saw that Long Junhai did not have the token of a Huaxia Sect disciple, so they stopped him directly.
Long Junhai smiled upon hearing this, not getting angry over such a trivial matter. He walked to the registration area and said to the young disciple in charge of registering outsiders, "Young man, could you lend me some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"
"Eh? Okay."
The young disciple looked up at Long Junhai. The other party seemed to be about the same age as him, and did not have the aura of a master. His cultivation should be comparable to his own. Moreover, he thought Long Junhai's smile was very friendly, so he agreed to the other party's request.
Long Junhai smiled and picked up the brush on the table, and casually wrote the four big words "unimpeded" on the paper.
"Huh? What do you mean?" The group of young disciples were confused and looked at each other, thinking, is this guy stupid? He just wrote four random words and thought he could get in. Isn't this just making fun of them?
"Didn't this little brother just say that only those with handwritten orders from elders and above can enter? I am the leader of the Huaxia Sect. This should be more effective than any handwritten order from any elder, right?" Long Junhai asked with a smile.
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