The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

When Wen Lianchong received the news from Wen Qingyan, he almost couldn't contain his excitement and shouted - Dad and Mom, I have made it!

He actually managed to pry open Uncle San!

So after receiving the reply, Wen Lianchong couldn't wait to find Wen Qingyan.

The frequent actions of the Fallen Demon Alliance have made the various Central Province families bordering Southern You Province somewhat uneasy.

Although the Wen family's territory is still far away from there, the Jiang family has been implicated, and they can't just sit there and wait for death.

Therefore, it was only a matter of time before Wen Lianchong, the eldest grandson, was recalled.

“Three, three, three…!”

Wen Lianchong's voice had already been heard before he arrived, but he only uttered three words before he met Chao Zhao's resentful eyes.

So the remaining "uncle" became an infinitely spreading "three".

"Three what three!"

Chao Zhao glared at him unhappily.

Wen Lianchong was confused by the rebuke and looked at Wen Qingyan in confusion, but Wen Qingyan had no intention of helping him out.

So he had to speak carefully: "...I'm here to pick up my third uncle."

"Humph!"

Chao Zhao turned his head away in anger, but shifted his gaze back after a moment, "I don't care how powerful your Wen family is. If I find out that you force my senior brother to do something he doesn't like, I will really come to your door!"

"ah????"

When Wen Lianchong heard these words, a clear look of stupidity appeared on his innocent face.

Is there anyone in the Wen family who can force his third uncle?

——It was he who chopped down one third of the Wen family's ancestral hall, it was he who destroyed the Wen family's thousand-year-old gate, and it was he who easily escaped under the search of the Wen family's three hundred elites.

What made Wen Lianchong even more incomprehensible was that his third uncle, who was known as the "Big Devil" in the Wen family, actually turned his head slightly.

"cough."

He calmly and frankly agreed with his junior sister's words, "Did you hear that? My junior sister will come to you."

Wen Lianchong: “………”

Not understanding and shocked.

But he didn't dare to refute, because his third uncle's warning look was already blatantly cast on him, taking advantage of the fact that Chao Zhao couldn't see his expression.

"......knew."

Wen Lianchong agreed with frustration.

Until Wen Qingyan followed him away, he still hadn't recovered from the fact that his third uncle actually had two faces.

......

The thunder tribulation that brought Xue Xingzhi into the Godhood this time was so powerful that the thunder that condensed above the Frost Peak and roared all night gradually attracted the attention of others.

At first people thought that it was Frost Sword Master who was trying to survive the thunder tribulation, but later they realized that it was Xue Xingzhi who was going through the thunder tribulation.

"What a terrifying thunder tribulation... Is the pressure of the God Transformation Thunder Tribulation so strong?"

"Hush, I heard that Chief Xue has inherited the legacy of Honghua's ancestors, so this thunder tribulation is naturally extraordinary!"

"Go, go, don't get affected."

The scope of the thunder tribulation became larger and larger, gradually expanding beyond the Frost Peak. The masters of other peaks had to ask their disciples to stay away from that area.

But only one third of the thunder fell.

As Xue Xingzhi's tribulation lasted longer and longer, even though he could still hold on, the expressions of Qin Liao and Feng Qi, who were protecting him, gradually became serious.

"This thunder tribulation is not right."

Feng Qi concentrated for a moment.

He had witnessed many thunder tribulations that caused people to become gods, including his own, but he had never encountered a situation like the current one.

The thick clouds hovering in the sky are so majestic and heavy that one can feel how powerful and refined the power tempered within is.

But even so, the thunder fell very slowly, as if it was blocked by something and had difficulty landing.

The thunder from the sky descends slowly, and Xue Xingzhi's own tempering will also become slower, which is definitely not a good thing for his talent.

At this moment, both of them sensed a familiar breath that appeared silently in Frost Peak under the cover of night.

"Uncle Ji."

The two men turned slightly and nodded to the person who came.

"Ah."

Ji Wushe's eyes fell on Xue Xingzhi, who was at the center of the thunder tribulation. "It's been three days. Something is wrong with this thunder tribulation."

Listening to his words, Feng Qi vaguely guessed his thoughts: "Master wants to..."

"Since the thunder tribulation has not yet fallen, let's force it to fall."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wushe's Snow Sword appeared in his palm. Feng Qi's eyelids jumped when he saw this scene and he quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Master, please don't rush to attack."

Now that Ji Wushe’s consciousness is injured, every time he uses Snowfall, it is a tearing pain for his consciousness.

"My junior brother and I will try it out first. If it doesn't work, I will consider taking action."

“…Whatever.”

Thinking of his little disciple's worried expression, Ji Wushe silently took back his natal sword.

Feng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Qin Liao, and drew his Frost Sword and Quefeng Sword together.

The frost and snow and the howling cold wind complemented each other and gradually condensed into a giant sword as real as a substance, which suddenly slashed into the layer of thunder that was brewing heavenly thunder.

One of them has reached the perfect state of spiritual transformation, and the other has reached the perfect state of Mahayana. The sword energy they combined to attack can even rival that of a great being who has transcended tribulation.

So when the sword that reached the sky chopped into the clouds, the surging thunder suddenly fell along the cracks they had created.

‘Boom! ! ! ! ’

Several bolts of thunder came down at the same time, bringing with them tremendous power.

"it works!"

Feng Qi looked excited.

After just a moment, the excitement on his face subsided.

not enough.

After the rift closed, the thunder in the sky became stagnant again.

"continue."

Ji Wushe's voice rang in his ears, and the breath of snowfall silently covered the sword energy of the Frost Sword and the Quefeng Sword.

In an instant, the sword light burst out, and the majestic sword energy suddenly spread out, almost dispersing the thick clouds covering the area.

'BOOM! BOOM ...

The sword energy that had reached perfection in overcoming the tribulation shocked the entire world.

The slow thunder finally couldn't cover up its fierce momentum, and dark purple lightning suddenly appeared and filled the sky.

"It's done."

Qin Liao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Snowfall..."

As if sensing something, Ji Wushe looked sharply at Xue Xingzhi who was at the center of the thunder tribulation.

His natal sword, Chiyang, had separated from him at some point. At the edge of his protective spiritual power, it seemed as if a hand was guiding the Chiyang sword from nowhere, silently outlining four words in the air:

There are flaws in the way of heaven.

These four words disappeared in a flash after being completely outlined by the Chiyang Sword, as if they had touched the forbidden barrier of heaven and earth and were forcibly erased.

But everyone present saw it clearly.

"...Is this the message left by Honghua's ancestors?"

The wind started whispering.

The way of heaven is flawed, and the gate to the world is tightly closed.

This may be the reason why no one in the world of immortal cultivation has been able to ascend to heaven in the past five thousand years.

......

People from other sects left one after another, but there was always a constant stream of visitors to the Xianyu Sect’s headquarters, almost all of whom came to invite Chao Zhao to visit their sect.

Xu Qingxuan: "Dushimen welcomes you and Brother Rong at any time."

"Okay." Chao Zhao agreed readily, "It's just that I'm not cut out for medical training, but my third senior brother will definitely be happy to do it."

Hearing this, Xu Qingxuan smiled.

"Okay, I will practice the poison domain well, and then I will ask Brother Rong to give me some advice in the future."

"A word is settled!"

What Chao Zhao didn't expect was that even Tenshoji came to his door.

She stood face to face with Ying Li with a complicated look on her face, and before Ying Li could say anything, she spoke first: "Let me make it clear first, I won't become a nun."

Ying Li kept smiling as he twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand slowly and steadily.

"That's a stereotype, Asahi."

"Then I won't leave home either."

"Okay." Ying Li sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, "I won't become a monk."

He waited until Chao Zhao's expression relaxed and satisfied before mentioning the purpose of his visit.

"In addition to saying goodbye to you, my master also asked me to convey a message."

"Your master?"

Chao Zhao looked puzzled.

Yingli’s master, Master Fuchen, is the abbot of Tensho-ji Temple, but he cannot leave the temple due to some special reasons.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end of the sect exchange conference, Chao Zhao had never seen this legendary master who used his body to suppress evil spirits and monsters and maintained long-term peace in Amaterasu Temple.

"Yes."

Ying Li nodded calmly, "The Fate Tower only asks the destined person, he will wait for you there."

"...Okay, thank you Master."

Chao Zhao paused, but didn't refuse this time.

Even someone like Chao Zhao who was not interested in Buddhist practice had heard of the existence of the Wenyuan Pagoda, which was a forbidden place for Buddhism. It was rumored that Amaterasu Temple was built based on it.

After Ying Li left, Lou Fuyue walked out of the room behind Chao Zhao and said lazily, "The monk wants the little junior sister to enter the Pagoda?"

Chao Zhao glanced back at him and said, "Second Brother, eavesdropping is not a good behavior."

Lou Fuyue shrugged calmly.

"You can't blame me. It's hard for me not to hear your voices."

"Ying Li and I are both Nascent Souls."

Chao Zhao reminded him numbly.

Immortal cultivators after the Nascent Soul stage no longer need to deliberately control their voices, unless they are facing someone with higher cultivation than them.

"Ok?"

Lou Fuyue blinked slowly and explained halfheartedly, "Didn't I tell Junior Sister?"

As he spoke, he gently tapped Chao Zhao's head with a smile on his face, "I, your senior brother, advanced to the Spiritual Transformation stage without noticing some time ago."

"...Then you are really careless, brother."

Chao Zhao chuckled twice with a forced smile.

"Well, brother, pay attention next time."

Although Lou Fuyue appeared calm and still wanted to tease Chao Zhao, she was already very disappointed in her heart - it seemed that her junior sister was a little difficult to appease.