Unscrupulous Lord of the Demon Palace

From the day when a huge cloud covered the Palace of Bliss, everyone in the world knew that He Huan, the number one cultivator of the Demon Dao, was about to cross the catastrophe.

After years of simplification, the level of monks is now divided into five stages: Body Forging, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Yuanying, and Transcending Tribulation. Today, Qing Xuzi, the authentic head of Xuanmen, has reached the period of Transcending Tribulation closest to Feisheng. Therefore, for many years, in the face of the offensive of the righteous way, the evil sects have always retreated step by step, and have never tried to start a war.However, as He Huan began to cross the catastrophe, the world knew that this situation was likely to end here.

Before reaching the period of crossing the catastrophe, with the accumulation of true energy in the monk's body, the sky will gradually show the omen of crossing the catastrophe. Now the dark clouds above the palace of bliss have been suppressed for more than a month, even if countless righteous knights hope that a thunder will descend from the sky He killed the devil, He Huan, but the thunder did not come for a long time, he just hid in the clouds blindly, so that all the sects had to look up to the sky when they had nothing to do.

Did Thunder Tribulation kill He Huan today?

No, not yet.

Alas, keep watching.

Such dialogues are being staged day after day among various sects, and the world is getting more and more anxious. Is this thunder disaster going to end?In the past, I have never heard of someone who has not passed the catastrophe after a month of omens. What is this called?How can this guy He Huan go through a catastrophe and still be a demon moth, whether he is dead or alive, wouldn't it be better to go up earlier?Tired all day, everyone looks at your palace of bliss every day like a watcher's stone. It's really not worry-free!

The various sects waited very anxiously, but He Huan, who was the focus, was extremely at ease.Sitting in front of the window as usual, warming a pot of wine, looking up at the drizzle falling through the carved wooden window, the man in red was meditating with a pen, and in front of the desk was a stack of half-written letters .Tasting the sake, he wrote a few sentences when he thought of it in his heart. When there was nothing to write, he looked at the cloudy sky and lost his mind. It looked like he didn't take the matter of crossing the catastrophe to heart at all.

However, today he can no longer be so leisurely, because Qian Ren, the chief protector of the Palace of Bliss, is kneeling in front of him, and he is full of loyal advice: "Palace master, please think twice, separating the soul and giving the soul to the soul. , Throughout the ages, no monk has ever done it!"

That's right, just now He Huan told his most trusted subordinate about the crazy thoughts he had these days.He wants to use the power of the thunder calamity to split the soul into two, attach the other half of the soul to the Nascent Soul, and create another self.

Once the soul is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair, and the Nascent Soul is the foundation of a monk. It is no wonder that Qian Ren knelt here to persuade He Huan to use these two to do such a crazy thing.However, for this matter, he went to the Daxue Mountain to find the art of splitting the soul, and suppressed his cultivation for a long time just to warm and nourish the Nascent Soul.Sure enough, at this time, he just glanced at the man in black kneeling in front of the desk, without any wavering on his face, and said: "This palace is to be No. 1 in ancient and modern times."

He called Qian Ren to come here today to explain something. No one has ever tried this soul-splitting technique. Even He Huan is not sure what will happen in the end, so he prepared for failure and told Qian Ren. : "Although I have fixed the memory given to him, I don't know which one it will be. In case I don't wake up for a long time, you can watch him for me."

There was a slight pause between words, he looked down at the letter he had written and was full of thoughts, and suddenly found that he had stayed in this other world for a hundred years.The memory of crawling out of the pile of corpses when he first came here is already a bit blurred, and he himself doesn't quite remember what he looked like when he was a teenager.The tip of the pen landed on the dark yellow rice paper, leaving some ink stains, his eyes moved slightly, and finally he said the rest: "If there is any problem, I will allow you to take the position of Palace Master."

Qian Ren didn't know what he meant by this at all, could there be two of the Taoists?It's just that his consistent loyalty prevented him from thinking about why He Huan was like this. He only needed to do what the palace master ordered, looked up at him deeply, and then agreed: "This subordinate will definitely protect the Palace of Bliss with his life, and wait for the Palace Master to wait for you." The Lord wakes up."

"That's very good, you step back. Don't let anyone get close to this place until I succeed in crossing the robbery."

Waving his subordinates to step back, He Huan held the wine glass in his right hand, his eyes were a little drunk.After drinking the warm wine, he touched the dantian with his fingers, and the Nascent Soul that had remained in his body since he was born at the age of 20 was still providing true energy to the whole body as usual.The Nascent Soul is the source of life for monks. If the Nascent Soul dies, the monk will die. If the Soul Soul does not die, even if the body is wiped out, the monk can still be reborn. Much more reliable.After thinking about it, he drank another cup, channeled his true energy into his dantian, and sighed slowly: "After all, you are the only one who is destined to accompany me to the end in this world?"

The wind blows the pine needles, the rain beats the green bamboos, the sound of wind and rain sweeps through the large windows, and the blue veil flutters in the wind. Accompanying him to inject the last ray of true energy into the Nascent Soul, the thunder that has been silent for a month finally rolls out from the dark clouds .

The thunder calamity that had been suppressed for a long time erupted even more frighteningly, but the man in red standing in front of the window was unmoved at all, with a lazy hook of his fingers, he lifted the flagon with genuine energy and drank at night.When he was drunk, he looked at himself in the glasses, suddenly smiled wildly, took off his outer robe and wrote down the numbers, turned his head to look at the good material ruined by the ink, it was no pity, put on the outer robe and greeted him. With the Rolling Thunder Tribulation flying away in the sky, he single-handedly stirred up the wind and rain in the world.

There were ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations during the tribulation crossing period, and they struck continuously over the Palace of Bliss all night until the thunder gradually dissipated at dawn.As the rain washes away the night, and the morning light shines through the blue clouds to reappear the earth, the world knows that a new round of wind and rain is coming.

However, no one knew that on the second day after the thunder tribulation ended, the morning light shone into the Qingyun Palace, and the man in red who was lying on the table slowly opened his eyes. The eyes no longer had the unfathomable depths of the past, only a daze .Standing quietly in the room, he looked up at the plaque with the words Qingyun Temple written on it, and there was only one question in his heart, "Where is this?"

Suddenly waking up in this place, he walked around the room and found that although he didn't remember where it was, the display was not unfamiliar.It seems to be in line with the name of Qingyun, the pavilion is as high as eight floors, and the windows on each floor are huge, with wooden carvings on them. When the sun shines, lifelike bamboo shadows will fall on the ground, accompanied by hanging The blue curtains, the two large cabinets on both sides of the carved bed are well-bound books, compared to the monk's residence, it looks more like a scholar's study.

Standing on the top of the floor and looking down, you can see a hot spring that has been introduced. The side of the spring is covered with green bamboos and cypresses, and sometimes there are strange rocks. Smell the quiet air.Several wooden corridors intersect the two sides of the floor in a light mist, and each corridor is covered with green spider plants. From a distance, it looks like a castle in the air.

His eyes moved along the morning light coming in through the window, the man turned his head, and finally found a stack of sealed letters on the case, picked it up and saw the name of the recipient——He Huan.

The author has something to say:

I modified the beginning, Gong is the main body He Huan, Shou is the split Nascent Soul why bother, the story of self-tackling and self-suffering, I hope you like it.