Boom!
Thunder rumbled.
The lightning strikes were powerful and heavy, and each strike seemed to condense the weight of an ancient sacred mountain into a point.
At the moment of falling, the space around it collapses, and the suction force generated can cause the celestial body to shift.
Fortunately, thunder tribulation is a world of its own and has little impact on the outside world.
Yuan sat cross-legged in the thunderclouds, bathing in divine light and protecting his body with the power of reincarnation. He adopted the most unpretentious and safe way to overcome the calamity, not actively attacking the calamity, but defending instead of attacking.
In common sense, defense does consume more energy than attack, but those with great magical powers always have their own unique methods. The most common one is the ultimate control of a certain Taoist method, which can control the scope of defense within a certain range.
Instead of deploying a Taoist method of body protection that leaves no blind spots, he ended up in a situation where one side gained while the other lost.
Therefore, those who transcend the tribulation of the Golden Elixir are usually brave, those who transcend the tribulation of the Nascent Soul are usually steady, and those who transcend the tribulation of the Spirit Transformation are usually enduring.
The higher the level of the heavenly tribulation, the stronger its power. In the Jindan stage, a few heavenly thunders can still be broken by force, but the number of heavenly tribulations increases as time goes by, making it difficult for human power to achieve.
This is also why cultivators pay more attention to Taoism and magical powers than to magic power.
A good magical power can allow a cultivator to exert dozens of times his own strength.
Boom!
Every time the thunder falls, the power of reincarnation will absorb and transform it, and release it upward to further offset the subsequent thunder.
It's quite a feat to achieve a great result with just a little effort.
It is also its ultimate control over reincarnation, rotation, consumption, and counterattack.
Yuan remained motionless, silently counting the number of heavenly tribulations.
The first nine calamities, the second nine calamities, the third nine calamities...
He easily passed through layer after layer of heavenly tribulations, and no thunderbolt could break his defense. But Yuan did not let his guard down. Instead, he felt even more depressed. Every layer of heavenly tribulation he passed was like a knife hanging over his head.
Nine is the extreme, and each time is nine levels of heavenly tribulation, which means that the final one will be the strongest heavenly tribulation since the creation of the world.
It could also be a blow he couldn't resist.
Because reincarnation itself has already achieved enlightenment, and also because reincarnation is a mixture of two laws.
Life and death and time, everything exists in life and death, and it is often time that determines life and death. But the law of time itself does not determine life and death, it exists like the wind blowing the grass, it is a common sense.
The Forgotten River is essentially a tributary of the River of Time.
One hundred years ago, Yuan found Li Yi five hundred years after the agreed time.
He asked, "Daoist friend, I am going, can I achieve enlightenment?"
The young man who was lying in a chair basking in the sun raised his head slightly and glanced at him, then looked away. His words were casual, yet concise and direct, in line with the brief message of a news report.
"There is no chance of survival."
Although Yuan had anticipated this, he already had an answer to whether he could succeed, but he was still somewhat unwilling to accept it.
"If Qiu Wuji can achieve enlightenment, why can't I?"
Qiu Wuji's enlightenment gave him some unrealistic fantasies and a bit of reluctance.
In the past, Wuxiang's position was already determined, and his failure to succeed was destiny. Li Changsheng succeeded, but he also showed extraordinary power, which was beyond his reach.
But Qiu Wuji is at the same level as himself.
Li Yi shook his head and said, "In terms of cultivation alone, you have gone further than Qiu Wuji before he became a Taoist. You are the most advanced person under Wuxiang... Hehe, if you think about it in detail, to be able to reach the peak of Saint King means that you have reached a level that has never been reached before or since in a certain field."
"The best in fighting or the best in Taoism, which one do you think sounds better?"
Faced with this compliment, Yuan, who was about to face the heavenly tribulation, did not accept it and said, "If I don't achieve enlightenment, it's all just an empty name."
“It’s better than leaving nothing behind.” The young man was in a leisurely manner, his indifference forming a sharp contrast with Yuan’s solemn expression.
He is already Wuxiang, and even stronger than Wuxiang.
And I am about to die.
"Perhaps you can merge with the Dao and become one with the Samsara. Then you will also be formless. This is considered a good fortune for you. Although you failed that year, you left behind the Samsara. After countless years of evolution, the Samsara has already reached the formless level. You can completely sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor."
Hearing this, Yuan said with a bitter face: "Tens of thousands of years of formlessness is also formlessness?"
He can indeed become formless, but the price is that his true self will be worn away by the cycle of reincarnation and transformed into a pure law like the Ancestral Dragon.
This is an irreversible process, and once He Daoyuan arrives, he will surely die.
"How long can you live?" asked the young man.
"Fifty thousand years."
"Then you probably only need to pay 10,000 years of life to enjoy 40,000 years of formlessness. Others can only hear the truth in the morning, but you are not satisfied with 40,000 years?"
“This is just the formlessness of samsara.”
“People who practice cultivation, in the end, seem to be cast from the same mold.”
The young man sat up slightly, his eyes calm and a smile on his face.
The smile was very light, not deliberate, and very natural.
When humans talk to friends, laughing is actually very common. Sometimes just a few actions or a few words can make people burst into laughter. But cultivators don't do that, because cultivating immortals requires a mind as clear as a mirror and as immovable as a mountain.
Yuan couldn't help but wonder why the other party was laughing. Was he pretending? But the other party's strength obviously didn't need any disguise. Disguise itself was against nature and cultivation.
That should be a happy mood.
I just don’t know where this joy and relaxation comes from.
"Master! I have made another breakthrough!"
A clear voice came, and Zhu Xue came running from a distance, her wide Taoist robe could not hide her adult body. She was about to pounce on Li Yi, but the next second she was held down by Li Yi, making it difficult for her to get close, so she could only wave her hands.
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