On a sunny afternoon three years later, on an unknown island, everything seemed peaceful and quiet.

There are a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, the sun shines warmly on the woods and beaches of the island, and the waves gently hit the sand, as if singing softly.

Suddenly, a dark cloud quickly gathered in the sky, instantly blocking out the sunlight. The dark cloud was so dense that it seemed as if a huge black curtain was covering the sky above the island.

There was a sense of tension and oppression in the air, as if foreshadowing an impending catastrophe.

As time went by, the dark clouds became thicker and thicker, and the sky almost turned into night. Lightning danced wildly in the dark clouds, like roaring silver snakes, making deafening thunderous sounds.

The earth also began to tremble, as if trembling for the impending catastrophe.

Lei Ze and Xian Meng stood aside, watching the general who was about to pass the tribulation.

The general sat cross-legged, looked up at the sky with a determined gaze, and shouted, "Come on, thief God."

The Heavenly Dao seemed to be responding to the general's words. A beam of light enveloped the general, and then a huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky and struck the general directly.

The general raised his Dharma image to resist.

However, the lightning penetrated through and hit the general's body directly, causing his whole body to tremble. Then he let out a huge scream.

"Ahhhhhh~~"

Xian Meng looked at the suffering general and said, "Brother Xianren, are you okay?"

Lei Ze smiled and said, "It's okay, you won't die. It's just the pain of broken meridians."

Lei Ze shouted loudly: "Come on, little stupid cat, don't let the soul in your Nascent Soul be struck out by lightning."

Before the general could reply, a stronger bolt of lightning struck from the sky again, more violent than before.

.......

The thunder tribulation that lasted for a month finally ended.

This time is different from the time when Lei Ze survived the tribulation. There is no trace of the false god.

The island regained its peace, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone on the island again. The tension in the air gradually dissipated, as if nothing had happened.

Lei Ze glanced at Xian Meng and said, "You go take care of the general first. I'll go say hello to some old friends."

Xian Meng nodded, and Lei Ze disappeared instantly.

Feng Wuji and the other two who were far away, when they saw the thunder tribulation dissipate, also exclaimed: "The senior is really amazing. It has only been a short time, and another one of his friends has successfully transcended the tribulation."

"Forget it, forget it. No strange people show up this time. Let's go back."

After Feng Wuji finished speaking, he was about to leave with Fang Qingwan and Murong Qiu Shui.

Lei Ze instantly appeared in front of Feng Wuji and the other two, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Feng, Fairy Fang, and Fellow Daoist Murong, it's been a long time since we last met."

"Why, now that you're here, don't you want to have a cup of tea before you leave?"

Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Senior, you noticed us too."

Fang Qingwan and Murong Qiushui also bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Senior."

Feng Wuji said, "Senior, we have no ill intentions. Seeing that the girl next to you has also become a Divine Transformation cultivator, the three of us congratulate you."

Lei Ze nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming to protect us this time, but it seems that no enemies have appeared."

Feng Wuji said: "Senior, you are too kind. We are just here to take a look at the situation."

Lei Ze said: "Anyway, thank you for your concern. Since you are here, why not have a cup of tea and chat together."

Feng Wuji, Fang Qingwan and Murong Qiushui looked at each other, then nodded in agreement: "Since the senior has invited us, we will not be polite."

Lei Ze brought the three of them back to the island and came to a simple but comfortable tea pavilion. The tea pavilion was surrounded by green trees and had a quiet environment. It was a great place to drink tea and talk.

The four of them sat down, and Lei Ze personally made tea for everyone.

The fragrance of tea fills the air in the tea pavilion, bringing peace of mind.

The three of them took a sip.

Feng Wuji put down the teacup and said with emotion: "The senior's tea art is indeed extraordinary. The fragrance of tea is refreshing and refreshing."

Murong Qiu Shui showed an expression of admiration.

Murong Qiushui said: "Senior, this tea is really wonderful. Not only is it fragrant, but it can also make people feel peaceful and calm, as if washing away all the fatigue."

Lei Ze smiled and said, "Okay, stop flattering me. Look at Fairy Fang, she is very calm."

Fang Qingwan smiled softly: "Senior, you are joking, but this tea is indeed extraordinary, and I can feel the thoughtfulness in it."

Although Lei Ze himself was not willing to flatter others, he felt a little happy when he heard others flattering him.

Lei Ze asked: "By the way, fellow Taoists, you said before that there is also a continent to the east of Wuji Continent, and you also have power there."

"I wonder if fellow Taoists could explain it in detail."

Murong Qiushui nodded, his expression becoming serious: "Yes, Senior. There is indeed a vast continent to the east of Wuji Continent, which the locals call Cangqiong Continent."

"But the area of ​​that continent is not even half of Wuji Continent."

“And it’s quite complicated.”

Lei Ze frowned slightly: "Complicated? How do you say that?"

Feng Wuji took over the conversation: "That is not a continent dominated by humans. There are many strange races there."

"Even thousands of years ago, humans were on the verge of extinction."

Fang Qingwan said: "It was Brother Feng's father who came to that continent and saved the human race from extinction."

"Uncle Feng also taught us the Dharma, which gave people on this continent the opportunity to practice and gave humans the power to fight against other races."

Feng Wuji sighed: "But father has never forgotten the Wuji Continent, and has always told us stories about the Wuji Continent, including how powerful the Wuji Sect was back then..."

"And after the fall of Yi Tianxing, the last leader of the Wuji Sect, how did these monks who were once protected quickly seize power?"

“That’s why my father named me Wuji, hoping that I could recreate the glory of the Wuji Sect.”

Lei Ze listened to Feng Wuji's story and nodded, with a flash of thought in his eyes: "I see, it seems that the Cangqiong Continent is indeed not simple. Fellow Daoist Feng, how is your power on that continent?"

Feng Wuji replied: "My father also established a sect there, also called Wuji Sect, but its scale is far smaller than that of Wuji Sect in Wuji Continent. The number of local cultivators is limited, and the cultivation resources are relatively scarce."

"But we still tried our best to protect the humans on that continent and maintained a certain order."

"If you go there, you can just say I'm Feng Wuji."

Fang Qingwan glared at Feng Wuji, then took out a token and handed it to Lei Ze: "Senior, Brother Feng was negligent. This token is the elder token of the Wuji Sect on that continent."

"If the senior goes to the Cangqiong Continent, it will be a blessing for that continent."

Lei Ze accepted the token and said, "I will definitely visit you when I have time. Tell me more about the false gods you know."

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