The Life of the Blessed One

Ming Jing led a group of disciples standing outside, all of them wore long robes with wide sleeves and jade crowns to tie their hair.

Qingyuan is a big disciple, his cultivation level is good, his face still changed under the thunder, as for the other people, their faces were as white as paper, their legs trembled like sifting chaff, but they stood up straight without admitting defeat, and their ambition was still there.

I don't know how courageous his new closed disciple is?Ming Jing's sharp eyes glanced to the other side. It was a young man in his mid-25s. Unlike other people with long hair in ancient clothes, he had short hair and was lean. Although he was a bit old, he was indeed wearing Nike sportswear.

Facing Thunder Tribulation, not only did he show no trace of fear, but he was excited and eager to try.

Ming Jing nodded in satisfaction.

Sensing his scrutiny, the young man took a step forward and said, "Master, why is Master still not coming out? Could it be that he was struck by thunder..."

Qingyuan reprimanded him: "Senior brother Qinghong speaks carefully, the strength of the uncle is unfathomable, there is absolutely no accident."

Ming Spiegel nodded in agreement.

Just as he was talking, a person walked out of the ruined walls.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the long hair is like ink.

Qing Hong looked up, his eyes almost fell out of the window.

This young man with a tender face who can pinch water, who looks sixteen or seventeen years old, is the uncle his master said has the ability to move mountains and fill seas?

The moment Da Jun appeared, Ming Jing's face darkened.

The disciples didn't realize it, and they all saluted and congratulated.

Junchu only nodded slightly to them, then turned to Mingjing and said, "Junior Brother, accompany me to burn incense sticks to Master."

Ming Jing called out the flying sword, and the two walked with the sword, and they arrived at the ancestral hall on the top of the mountain in an instant.

Jun Chu took out three sticks of incense, put them on the oil lamp, and said softly, "It's been 500 years, and the younger brother is still in the late Yuanying period?"

Ming Jing was ashamed: "I dare not lie to my senior brother. I have been preparing for 500 years, but I still dare not hit the stage of becoming a god."

Jun Chu smiled wryly and said: "In the past, I always watched Master and Junior Brother crossing the thunder calamity from a distance. Although I felt the danger, I didn't lose my mind. Today, I will know the power of the thunder with my own body."

There are only two brothers and sisters here, and the anxiety on Ming Jing's face is fully revealed: "Senior brother, the master is broken in the stage of true immortality, and his old man told you not to break through easily, you should Xu Xutuzhi, you shouldn't be so impulsive!"

Junchu chuckled: "It seems that I'm not the only one who didn't think that before the period of true immortality, those who are favored by heaven will encounter three or nine thunder calamities."

"What?" Ming Jing was taken aback by his words: "How could this be?"

Junchu bowed three times to Master Yuanshi's memorial tablet, and sighed leisurely: "I will never be able to become a fairy."

Ming Jing grabbed his arm and said anxiously: "It shouldn't be like this. Master clearly said that senior brother is the one who is most likely to ascend to immortality and live the same life as heaven and earth among our senior brothers. It is possible for anyone to fall, but it is absolutely impossible. It's brother."

Jun Chu sighed: "I let Master down."

Ming Jing choked up and said, "Brother, how much time do you have?"

Jun came out to look inside the Zifu, his state fell directly from the late stage of fusion to the golden core stage. Looking at the cracks on the golden core, it is estimated that there are still eight to nine months before it is broken. If you are lucky, you can live for a year.

Ming Jing's spirit was shaken: "If the golden core is repaired, will it be fine? Senior brother is indeed the favored one."

Ming Jing was thinking about the usefulness of the elixir in his hand, if not, he could go to another sect... Thinking of this, Ming Jing wanted to give himself a slap in the face.

Wuyin Mountain is isolated from the outside world, and the current cultivation sects are unknown, so how can I ask them for help?

They have some relationship with Emei female cultivators, but will they be willing to help them?It's not bad if you don't shout and kill.

Jun Chu said calmly, "It's the kindness of heaven that I am still able to sit here and talk even if I died on the spot with a cultivation level as high as Master's. Don't think about anything else. The power of heavenly thunder is beyond the reach of human beings."

He looked around and asked, "Where's Mo Ya? Why don't you see him?"

Yuanshi Taoist has only three disciples under his knees, Junchu, Mingjing, and Moya.

Speaking of Mo Ya, the younger brother who goes to the house every day, Ming Jing's pale face turned rosy, of course he was pissed off.

"Senior brother, I don't know. Since you retreated, Mo Ya has been out of restraint. The disciples of the younger generation are all small. They even sneaked out of the mountain and went to Emei to spy on the nuns taking a bath. They were chased and killed. I found out afterwards and beat him up again. , banned for a hundred years, always thinking that he can grow up."

How angry is Ming Jing: "I didn't expect to go to Emei to peek at the female nun taking a bath after a hundred years. This time, he was directly caught by the head disciple, stripped of his clothes and hung on a tree to beat him. He also felt ashamed and found her." An ancient mountain has gone to retreat."

Jun Chu was puzzled: "Female cultivator takes a bath? Why do you need to take a bath?" Isn't that something that can be solved with a formula?

Ming Jing rolled his eyes indecently: "Brother, the point is not why the female cultivator took a bath, but what Mo Ya did."

Junchu coughed twice in embarrassment: "Yes, yes, you are right, Mo Ya is really too much, it is not a gentleman's appearance, you should be beaten!"

Der Spiegel was satisfied.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Ming Jing remembered something, and found a jade slip from the Qiankun bag: "Senior brother, this is left to you by the master. He said that there may be a glimmer of life when there is no end."

As soon as Jun Chu touched the jade slip, an old man with a white beard appeared in the air, and the two brothers knelt down to salute.

Yuan Shi's petulant temper pointed at the king and scolded: "You unfilial disciple, I knew this day would come, look at your appearance, you are like this, let alone my apprentice in the future, I can't afford to lose face .”

Junchu was both moved and dumbfounded, all the emotions finally turned into two words: "Master..."

Yuan Shi waved his hand: "Don't call me, it's useless to call me. You go down the mountain, it's up to you whether you live or die."

Jun Chu was puzzled: "It was the master who led the disciples up the mountain back then, why are you going down the mountain again today?"

Yuan Shi: "..."

Jun said: "I don't think there is anything to see at the foot of the mountain, or does the master think there is anything to see?"

"As a teacher, I don't think there is anything to see at the foot of the mountain. Dynasties change, and the world is full of hardships. I am very disgusted..." His tone sank, and Yuan Shi looked at Junchu very unhappy: "But this is my teacher's last words, how dare you disobey it?" ?”

Junchu: "...don't dare!" Master is still so domineering.

Yuan Shi nodded in satisfaction, with the appearance of 'you are still on the way'.

He turned his head and sprayed Ming Jing again: "Second brother, second child, 500 years have passed, why are you still in the late Yuanying stage?"

Ming Jing said respectfully: "Master, this disciple is not ready yet."

Yuan Shi smacked his lips: "Second brother, when can you change your character? It's not that you have to think carefully about everything before you can act. You have to be adventurous, Doyouunderstand"

The king came out and the mirror looked at each other: "...poison-drug?"

Yuanshi =_=: "...The time has come, and the deity is leaving." After saying those words, the spirit body dissipated instantly, and the jade slips also became dim.

Jun Chu held the jade slip with a heavy heart. He was so careless that Master always missed him.

Seeing the master again, even though it was a ghost of spiritual consciousness, the brothers couldn't help feeling sad, but Ming Jing didn't forget Yuan Shi's instructions, and called the closed disciple Qing Hong in.

"Greetings to Uncle Master." Qing Hong bowed politely, but he had no sense of awe, and kept looking at Jun Chu.

Is this really his awesome uncle?Yuqingmen's most powerful character?

Ming Jing glared at him: "What are you looking at, the elder is here, what are your rules?"

Qing Hong quickly lowered his head.

Jun Chu looked at Qing Hong and praised: "Three years of Qi training, ten years of foundation building, although you are a late disciple, Master Master, your understanding is not low. Just five years is already the integration period."

Ming Jing was rather proud: "Thank you, brother, for your compliment."

Qing Hong, formerly known as Zhou Hong, was accepted by Ming Jing as a closed disciple five years ago, and he is the only one in the Yuqing sect who knows what the mountain looks like.

"Uncle, I haven't been down the mountain for five years, so I don't know what it's like at the bottom of the mountain, but my younger brother is in his first year of freshman, and the uncle is going down the mountain to travel, so I think it's best to go to school to learn modern knowledge first, or It will be convenient for you to move around later." Qing Hong stumbled when he said a word, and after staying with the ancients for a long time, his speech became out of date, which was a bit unaccustomed to him.

Junchu nodded.Going down the mountain is a teacher's order. In fact, he has no interest in the world below the mountain, so he can do whatever he wants.

Qinghong took out the Nokia and dialed the phone: "Hey, Duo Duo, where are you... why are you in Mount Emei... are you not injured... just wait and I will find you later."

Holding the mobile phone, Zhou Duo's heart felt cold.

He is from Shencheng, he has never seen snow in his life, and his hands are loose recently, otherwise he would not be willing to spend money to travel if he knocked on the door.

Of course, when he was traveling, he also started a live broadcast. Zhou Duo is the author of Jinjiang Original Network, and he is not very famous. When he was a boy, and he was a handsome young man, everything was uncertain. Gifts were thrown down, Zhou Duo did some calculations, and these gifts turned out to be less than 1000 yuan.

Zhou Duo was so excited, he fiddled with his yellow hair in front of the camera to be handsome, the sky suddenly darkened, and the snow stopped falling, and there were a few bangs of thunder, deafening people, and the panicked crowd screamed and fled in all directions. There was a stampede, and Zhou Duo and his classmates were separated.

People are fine, the phone screen is broken.

It costs 200 yuan to change the screen film, and the heart is bleeding.

When receiving the call, Zhou Duo was a little happier.

Stupid, he was fooled by the old man, and he didn't read the book, so he knew to look for immortals outside.

"Duo Duo, Duo Duo..." A familiar voice sounded from behind, Zhou Duo happily turned around and ran to the man's embrace: "I miss you so much."

"I miss you too...cough cough cough." Qing Hong took a look at Jun Chu, and hurriedly tore Zhou Duo off his arm: "How old is he, be serious."

"You are ashamed to say that I run to the mountains every day, looking for some gods. If there are gods in this world, I will take off their heads and kick them like a ball. You should go back with me. Let me tell you, my mother and Hebei have quarreled every day. According to me See, they won't last long."

"Children don't care about adults' affairs." Qing Hong grimaced.