The ninth heavenly thunder finally began to brew, and the thunder rolled, but still refused to fall.
The Buddha light that Xuan Wu cultivated to temper his body finally appeared during the eighth thunder tribulation, illuminating her as if she were bathed in sunlight, revealing a sacred glow.
In contrast, Li Yiru's body was charred all over, and her clothes were torn in several places. Some parts of her face and body were hit by lightning and fell under the black skin, stained with blood, looking messy and pitiful.
"Junior brother, your hands are all clenched white. It's okay, just relax." Luo Hanchu called him, and Ji Shiyan let go of his hand. He should believe her, everything will be fine.
The last bolt of thunder finally fell, and after being hit, Li Yiru fell straight back.
Ji Shiyan took a step, but was stopped by Luo Hanchu. He was also enduring. He couldn't cause trouble. Only when she stood up on her own could she be considered successful in building her foundation.
Li Yiru did not lose consciousness and understood everything in her mind, but she felt like her soul was out of her body and she could not control her body.
[Why, do I have to endure so much? Who am I?] She wondered in her heart, and her soul suddenly rose up, becoming as tall as those statues, overlooking the entire Tianyan City.
The expressions of those statues suddenly began to change, some were crying, some were laughing, some were happy, some were sad, some were calm, some were angry. They opened their huge mouths, and dust fell as they opened their mouths, as if the world was shaking.
The statues spoke one after another, their voices seeming to be branded into Li Yirou's soul. [Cause, effect, cycle, loop.]
[Why do we always talk about cause and effect? Can you tell me what kind of cause I planted and what kind of result I will reap?] She couldn't speak, but she conveyed her spiritual thoughts.
The statue responded again, but Li Yirou could not hear any sound. A huge force pulled her back to her body, and her eyes regained their spirit.
Li Yiruo struggled hard and sat up again, condensing the spiritual energy in her dantian, continuously fusing and compressing it, turning it into spiritual liquid. She had established her foundation again!
A huge, pitch-black dragon head appeared in the sky and quickly disappeared. Then a pair of eyes appeared, one compassionate and the other bloodthirsty, like the eyes of a man and a beast put together, and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.
Ji Shiyan took out his cloak and put it on her. Xuan Wu had already successfully established his foundation, and his cultivation had stabilized, just in time to open his eyes.
"Did Master Luo see what happened just now?" Xuan Wu stood up and looked at the statues in the distance. They seemed to move at that time.
Luo Hanchu was curious, "What?" Xuan Wu shook her head, "Maybe I'm trapped in an illusion." She took out a string of Buddhist beads and twirled them, her eyes cold and indifferent, as if the snow on the distant mountain was out of reach.
The people around them were also discussing that both of them were probably quite talented, as both were blessed with auspicious signs. However, the auspicious sign of the second one also contained a clear murderous aura, suggesting that he was someone not to be trifled with.
But these two people don't look alike. One is a gentle and introverted female cultivator, and the other is a pretty and indifferent Buddhist cultivator.
"Xuan Wu!" A woman emerged from the crowd of onlookers. "You've established your foundation! Have you seen Brother Luo? He said he was coming here, but I didn't see him."
Xuan Wu was about to speak when Luo Hanchu quickly made a gesture to them to shut up and interrupted.
Ji Shiyan cleaned the dust off Li Yirou and pulled her up. Li Yirou smiled at him, "I've established my foundation!"
But what about Luo Hanchu? Did he change his face? She looked at Ji Shiyan, who nodded, "It's him. Congratulations!"
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the air was filled with joy.
"Sister Si Xu?" Li Yiru wrapped herself in a cloak and greeted the woman who appeared next to Xuan Wu, but was very surprised.
"Yiro?" Si Xu was also stunned. When she came, she only saw Xuan Wu and a dark little monk. She didn't expect that after washing up, it turned out to be Li Yirou!
"Sister Si Xu?" Ji Shiyan also spoke. Li Yiru was curious. He usually didn't interrupt, so why did he follow her in calling for help?
Then Si Xu was even more surprised, "Little Shiyan!"
"Si, donor." Xuanwu finally had the chance to say hello. Perhaps because these two words were difficult to pronounce together, Xuanwu paused in the middle.
This made Si Xu couldn't help but laugh a few times, "Little Xuanwu, it's very interesting every time you call me that!" She didn't seem to care about Xuanwu's Buddhist identity at all, and she didn't show any respect to her as a Buddhist. She stretched out her hands and hugged her, half pressing on Xuanwu.
"Change your clothes first." Ji Shiyan reminded her and took out the clothes she wore when she went to the maze city. Li Yiru came out soon after changing.
"You all know each other..." Luo Hanchu waved the folding fan in his hand and said casually: "In that case, I will treat everyone to a meal."
Ji Shiyan shook his head and said seriously, "No thanks. I'll treat you. I'm richer."
Si Xu, however, started to fight for it, "I have more money, Xiao Shiyan, I don't need you."
Xuan Wu said calmly, "Money is something outside of one's body, but unfortunately, I have a lot of it."
...Li Yirou knew that the rich they were talking about was not on the same level as the wealthy people like herself.
After all, Ji Shiyan can refine weapons, and Si Xu dares to say that he is richer than him. As another monk, he does not lie.
Luo Hanchu and Li Yiru's eyes met unconsciously in mid-air, and they couldn't help but feel sympathy and mutual understanding.
The other three were still walking and scrambling behind, while Li Yirou and Luo Hanchu walked in front. "As a fortune teller, shouldn't you make the most money?"
"We are very principled and will not ask for money." Luo Hanchu sighed, "Many people refuse to admit their tragic fate and always refuse to pay."
Li Yirou suddenly thought of Ji Shiyan's master. Even though the other person already had children, he calculated that the other person was destined to be childless and even refused to return the money. Perhaps it was a continuation of his legacy?
"What about you, Li Yirou? What do you rely on for a living?" Luo Hanchu asked curiously. Li Yirou thought for a moment and said, "Second-hand spiritual plants?"
"Well, it's also a pretty 'stable' income..." Luo Hanchu thought she relied on collecting spiritual plants in the secret realm and teased her on purpose.
Li Yirou smiled slightly, "Yeah, it's not as stable as fortune-telling."
Luo Hanchu was choked by her, and the three people behind him also decided that Ji Shiyan would pay this time.
Luo Hanchu, who was standing in front of him, turned around, his face disguised but still genuinely happy. "Then let's go to the twelfth floor to eat spiritual food. The spiritual wine there is not bad either."
"Is the spiritual food the same as the food in our cafeteria?" Li Yiru asked curiously as Ji Shiyan walked back to her.
“It’s a little different, more refined, and you can choose the parts you need to nourish.”
Li Yiru has never had the time or opportunity to go to a restaurant, so this is a good opportunity for her to broaden her horizons.
"You, how are you doing lately?" The two of them followed the three of them. Li Yirou finally had time to chat with him, but she couldn't say too much.
"It's okay. Everything is fine now that I see you." Ji Shiyan walked side by side with her, following her footsteps, their voices were very low.
But the cultivator's hearing was too good, and a small flame of gossip instantly ignited in Si Xu's eyes as he looked at Luo Hanchu.
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