The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

After making arrangements for Li Zhai, Li Muchen went to Baiyun Temple.

This time, Bai Fangxing respectfully led him to Xiao Penglai.

Xiao Penglai is a place where Quanzhen disciples practice and is not open to the public. Even visitors from the Taoist sect will only be entertained in Yunji Shanfang and will not come here.

After entering, Li Muchen realized that there was a sophisticated barrier hidden inside Xiao Penglai.

From the outside, Penglai is just a few monasteries. When you cross the boundary, you will see the clouds are steaming and the water is gurgling. It turns out to be a different world.

It is really not easy to create such a treasured land in the capital city. It can be regarded as a way to find tranquility in the midst of chaos and to find cleverness in clumsiness.

Bai Fangxing led him to a small lake. There was a rockery piled up in the middle of the lake, and a stone house was built on it. There was no door or house.

"Master Li, that's the retreat for senior brother." Bai Fangxing pointed to the stone house and said.

Li Muchen nodded, slightly raised his hands in the direction of the stone house, and said loudly: "Li Muchen, a disciple of Tiandu, came here to visit Taoist Wang."

The lake was quiet and there was no movement at all in the stone house.

Bai Fangxing stood aside a little embarrassed. He said in his heart that senior brother is locked in the barrier of life and death and cannot be broken or established. He has not come out of the barrier in twenty years. It seems that even the disciples of Tiandu can't let the senior brother come out of the barrier!

Li Muchen waited for a while and then spoke again: "Li Muchen, grandson of Li Tiance and son of Li Yunhua from the Li family in the capital, came here to visit Taoist Wang!"

Bai Fangxing secretly thought, it's useless to report your identity as a disciple of Tiandu, so what's the use of reporting to the Li family?

He was about to say something when he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw dark clouds covering his head. It looked like it was going to rain heavily.

Now Grain Rain has just passed, summer has not yet begun, and the spring thunder has not sounded for a few times. Where did the thunderstorm come from?

What's more, this is the small Penglai barrier of Baiyun Temple. It was built by Changchunzi when he was practicing Taoism here. It took several generations of Quanzhen masters to reach this scale.

Although the boundary is small, it is self-contained, with sunny weather all year round and rare rain. Bai Fangxing had never seen this kind of scene before.

Bai Fangxing has never seen it, but Li Muchen has.

This was the scene when the thunderstorm arrived in the north of the Great Wall.

The dark clouds were getting lower and lower, and the faint sound of thunder could be heard.

Li Muchen said loudly: "Taoist Master Bai, take the Baiyun Temple disciples out of Xiao Penglai quickly. The thunder disaster of Master Wang is coming!"

"What?" Bai Fangxing was surprised, "Senior brother is still in seclusion, how could he trigger a thunderstorm?"

"Before he went into seclusion, his cultivation level should have been at the point where he was facing a disaster. After twenty years of seclusion, the number of disasters accumulated. Once he broke through the seclusion, a thunder disaster was imminent." Li Muchen said.

Bai Fangxing raised his head again and looked at the dark clouds as thick as ink, with lightning faintly crawling in the clouds. He really wanted to see what the Thunder Tribulation looked like. This was what every cultivator dreamed of but was most afraid of.

But he also knew that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was extremely powerful. With his current level of cultivation, if he were not careful, he would become cannon fodder and not even the scum would be left. What's more, Baiyun Temple still has many disciples practicing in Xiao Penglai, and their cultivation level is even lower.

"Master Li, be careful!"

Bai Fangxing did not dare to neglect and took action immediately to get all the disciples in Xiao Penglai out of the barrier without calling them out.

By the time they left, the sky had darkened throughout Xiao Penglai.

Li Muchen felt the clouds in the sky and was a little frightened. Wang Chongxian's lightning disaster seemed to be more severe than his own at first.

"Are you really Li Tiance's grandson?" A voice came from the stone house.

"Not bad." Li Muchen replied, facing the stone house in the darkness.

"No one in the Li family was spared. How did you survive?"

"Before anything happened to the Li family, my grandfather sent me out of the capital."

"Where did you grow up, and who raised you?"

"Hecheng, Grandpa Youquan raised me."

"Youquan...Li Youquan...um...yes, Li Youquan! Before the accident happened to the Li family, he suddenly died suddenly. A housekeeper did not attract people's attention. It turned out that the golden cicada escaped from the shell and went to Hecheng!"

The man's muttering voice came from the stone house.

After a while, the man asked again: "Who is your mother?"

"Gong Lingyan." Li Muchen said.

The people in the stone house were silent, seeming to be thinking about something.

Everything fell silent again.

Xiao Penglai is like a closed dead zone under the pressure of dark clouds.

The clouds are getting thicker and thicker, and lightning is piled inside the clouds, as if waiting for the opportunity to explode.

After a while, the man's voice came from the stone house again:

"I'm coming out. You go away now. The power of thunder is extraordinary. If I can successfully withstand the thunder, if you come back again, I will tell you everything I know."

Li Muchen didn't move.

The man's voice became anxious: "Why don't you leave?"

"It's okay, come out." Li Muchen said.

The man seemed stunned for a moment, but in the end he didn't say anything else.

The rockery rocks in the center of the lake shook for a while, and the top stone house suddenly bloomed, like a blooming lotus, divided into several petals, revealing the stamen in the center, where a person was sitting.

This person was wearing a gray Taoist robe, and his long hair was tied up on his head, but it was a little messy because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time. The beard under his chin is also very long, and one of the beards hangs down to his chest.

Li Muchen knew that this was Wang Chongxian, the master of Baiyun Temple.

But before he could take another look, the clouds exploded, and a bolt of lightning fell down, landing right on Wang Chongxian.

The electric light was like a pillar, thick and bright, flooding Wang Chongxian's body.

Li Muchen did not take action.

When a practitioner overcomes a calamity, he or she may have someone to protect him, but no one can protect him from the calamity.

If he takes action forcefully at this time, with his current ability, he can withstand the lightning. But in this way, Wang Chongxian's calamity will be in vain.

Without experiencing the baptism of thunder and calamity, neither the body nor the soul can be strengthened, let alone improve their realm.

A cultivator, after a hundred years and one calamity, is already the chosen one. Once this calamity is missed, the next one, even if it waits for hundreds of years, may not come.

Li Muchen would only take action when it was obvious that the tribulation had failed. He just needs to ensure that Wang Chongxian is alive.

I saw that bolt of lightning falling on Wang Chongxian and lasting for a long time. It seemed that infinite energy was continuously being fed in.

The murderous intent of heaven and earth filled the entire small Penglai.

At this moment, God seems to be warning the world that if you want to go against heaven, heaven and earth will not tolerate it, and you will kill them before you do it.

Li Muchen also felt a little frightened.

This Wang Chongxian's thunder tribulation energy is much stronger than when he first experienced the tribulation.

He was really worried that Wang Chongxian would fail and disappear.

Then he held Ziyun Ruyi in his hand, ready to block a fatal blow for him at any time.

At this moment, only a long roar was heard.

In the lightning, a figure rose into the sky.

I saw Wang Chongxian, his Taoist robes had already been wiped out in the electric light, his hairpin was gone, and his long hair was scattered, like a madman.

He held up a three-foot green blade in his hand, whistling with sword energy, accompanied by a long roar from his mouth, and the hissing sound was endless.

The sword energy soaring into the sky, staring at the lightning, rushed into the clouds.

There was another thunder blast in the clouds.

Seeing before his eyes, dense electric lights gathered in the clouds, like a group of snakes dancing wildly, flapping Wang Chongxian.

Wang Chongxian waved his sword with bright sword light and strong sword energy, blocking the snakes away from him.

Li Muchen faintly heard the sound of spring thunder.

The sound of spring thunder is crisp and different from the muffled thunder in the clouds.

He knew that this was not a thunderstorm, but an explosion caused by the sword energy in Wang Chongxian's hand.

Li Muchen secretly admired——

Changchun swordsmanship!

Really different.