Heartthrob, he's always crashing

Before the first lightning strike struck down, Shen Yanjun was still thinking about what means the people in the upper realm would use to get him and Chu Qinghan up there.

After all, it is a dead rule not to be able to ascend if one's cultivation base is not high enough.

But he also wondered why the people in the upper world insisted on letting them go up.

Until the thunder calamity fell, the whole mountain vibrated, and a huge sound exploded in my ears.

However, the thunder calamity did not land on them, it was probably blocked by the barrier outside the house, Shen Yanjun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't bear to secretly look up curiously.

As soon as he glanced at it, the young man's face immediately became serious. The barrier that was double reinforced by Duan Shuqiu himself, and absolutely indestructible below the Mahayana period, has been cracked by the thunder calamity at this moment, and it will definitely not be able to hold it again.

Shen Yanjun subconsciously clenched Chu Qinghan's hand, and a layer of cold sweat formed on his palm.

Lei Jie's aura made it impossible for him to tell whether the opponent wanted to let them fly up or directly kill them, and go in another form.

"Don't look around, leave everything to me." Shen Yanjun's pale face was reflected in Chu Qinghan's golden eyes, and he had been preparing for this moment for a long time.

I saw Chu Qinghan take out a candle dragon head lamp from his ring and put it next to them.

Shen Yanjun glanced at it, and asked before the second thunderstorm came down: "Isn't this something from the royal family?"

When he was endorsing books in Zangshu Pavilion before, he had specially memorized some rare treasures. Among them was the world's number one protective magic weapon - candle dragon head lamp, which had been collected by the royal family for generations and had almost become a symbol of the throne.

Chu Qinghan looked down at Shen Yanjun's hand, and replied: "This is the condition for me to help Du Qiaoqi ascend the throne."

With his friendship with Du Qiaoqi, how could he help the other party win the throne for free.

Then, the young man took out a lot of protective magic weapons from the ring, all of which were extremely rare high-level magic weapons, and placed them in a circle around them.

Seeing Chu Qinghan's easy-going look, Shen Yanjun became even more worried. Such words were really like planting a flag. He thought for a while and said, "If we don't succeed in crossing the tribulation, we can find a mountain to farm. It's particularly troublesome, anyway, I have a share in Baichutong, we just have to wait for the money to be collected."

"Okay." Chu Qinghan froze for a moment, then agreed with a light smile.

Shen Yanjun nodded, and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Chu Qinghan's gaze lingered on Shen Yanjun's face for a while, then raised his eyes to look at the sky, the hair crown that tied his hair suddenly broke, and a head of black hair spread out like silk and satin, fluttering with the surrounding wind, the next moment he was full of The black hair on the head turned to snow white spontaneously from the roots, and a pair of white ears appeared on the side of the boy's ears.

A layer of blue-purple mixed with golden spiritual power gradually emerged from his body, enveloping the two of them. After finishing everything, Chu Qinghan looked at Shen Yanjun again, and closed his eyes.

Affected by the natal magic weapon, the spiritual power of the two of them continued to flow between their bodies, and their cultivation bases were steadily and rapidly rising.

When the first thunder calamity came down just now, the two of them had broken through the out-of-body stage and reached the distraction stage. The spiritual power from the world was pouring in towards them, and the thunder-attribute spiritual power contained in the shattered thunder calamity was also Keep coming here.

The young man felt that he was like a balloon that was constantly being inflated, and he was about to burst from the spiritual power.

For a while, the young man could only focus on how to digest all these spiritual powers, and the fear of facing the thunder disaster was directly pushed to the back of his mind.

Soon the second lightning tribulation struck down, and this time Duan Shuqiu's enchantment only lasted halfway before it was completely shattered, and the remaining half was blocked by the activated candle dragon head lamp.

As if the seedlings were growing, the growth rate of the cultivation base of the two accelerated again.

The Upper Realm probably intends to let the two skip the distraction period, the integration period, the Mahayana period and the ecstasy period directly from the out-of-body period in this thunder catastrophe, and jump through four levels in a row to ascend, and these four levels are the cultivation of the monks. The most difficult level to upgrade.

If you can survive it, you will live, if you can't, you will probably die in the thunder calamity.

However, during the time of the two thunder tribulations, Shen Yanjun's cultivation was almost at the stage of fusion, and any bottlenecks during the period, blocked meridians were just like a joke, and he directly forcibly broke through.

After a while, he felt that his seven orifices were bleeding out.

But he didn't bother to take care of these anymore, and continued to let his body absorb spiritual power and lay a solid foundation.

The speed of the third thunder tribulation was so fast that there was almost no chance for people to breathe. The candle dragon head lamp exploded and destroyed, and the remaining circle of magic tools also shattered one after another.

The fourth and fifth paths descended together, and this time they could only rely on the clothes and artifacts on the mountain of the two of them and themselves to resist.

The young man's eyes suddenly darkened, as if something was covering him, but the thunder disaster still landed on him, and it was like a thousand beasts gnawed away his bones. pain.

He took Chu Qinghan's hand, and felt a little relieved after finding the strength of the other's grip in the pain.

Every time a thunder disaster comes down, half of it will be offset by the unknown clothes and magical artifacts on their bodies, and the remaining half will be borne by themselves, wishing to strip their souls away again and again.

Fortunately, there are still two natal artifacts on his body to protect him. As long as the two of them hold hands and the spiritual power in their bodies continues to circulate, they can still hold on.

I don't know how many thunderstorms he suffered in the end, the body under Shen Yanjun's inner vision was filled with electric currents, which completely destroyed his body, and then slowly repaired it, and the cycle went on and on.

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In the distance, people from the Qiuyan Sect, no matter they were newcomers or senior brothers and sisters, gathered in Jiuxiao Yuan, which was the largest place in the sect and could transfer a large number of people at any time.

The teleportation arrays on the left and right sides are always on, and the teleportation array directly in front is closed, leaving a blank area for everyone to see the scene in the distance.

The place allocated by the sect to the monks of the Nascent Soul stage is already in a mess.

Everyone looked at the area in the center of the thunder calamity. A high mountain that stood up had been deeply sunken by the thunder calamity. The thunder calamity was still going on. As long as it didn't stop, it meant that the people inside He is still alive, but such a battle has already made his legs weak.

Especially for the new group of disciples, none of them sat on the ground, and some of them couldn't bear the fright and even began to secretly wipe their tears, but none of them had the idea of ​​not wanting to cultivate immortality.

The four elders, including the ancestor and the master, stood in front of the crowd. Ruan Su watched from a distance, and with his cultivation base, he couldn't see what was going on in Lei Jie. What he said to Duan Shuqiu today was better than what he said in the past 200 years. He and Duan Shuqiu talked a lot.

"Master, what's the situation inside? Is Yanjun all right?"

Duan Shuqiu narrowed his eyes, but did not take his gaze away from the center of Lei Jie. He frowned and shook his head, "I can't tell, but it should still be alive."

In his field of vision, that place seemed to be deliberately shielded, all he could see was a piece of white snow, which could not penetrate at all.

"It's useless to be anxious, I'd better practice more in the future, so as not to encounter such a powerless situation again." Qiu Mu stretched out his hand to twist his beard, and the hand holding the crutch trembled slightly.

After everyone arrived, the remaining two who did not come, needless to say, could guess that they were going to cross the catastrophe today, and the disciples of the four major mountain gates knew in their hearts who the person in the center of the thunder catastrophe was.

Most people couldn't bear to look at it again. Such a powerful thunder calamity, even if the people inside were the most talented in their sect, it would probably be unbearable.

At this moment, the third junior brother came over, he tore Fang Qushui's clothes, and took out an ordinary ring, his eyes were red, "Master, the senior brother asked me to give you this, he said if If he couldn't come to me to ask for it, he asked me to give it to you personally, and he also asked me to bring you a message, saying that the three remaining disciples of our mountain gate have returned."

Regardless of whether the tribulation is successful or not, Shen Yanjun has no way to get Najie back.

Fang Qushui's already wrinkled heart couldn't help trembling at this moment. He took the ring and poked it in mentally. There were several boxes inside, and the names of those people were written on the boxes.

The man frowned, stretched out his hand to hold the ring, and replied with a slightly heavy tone: "I see."

After finishing speaking, the man lifted his feet and flew to the eaves of the Nine Heavens Courtyard. No one saw his face, only the chubby back trembling slightly.

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Shen Yanjun couldn't tell how many thunder calamities had fallen, nor how long it had passed, whether the sky outside was white or dark, and he himself couldn't tell exactly how much it was, whether it was enough to ascend to the sky.

He was light and airy all over, without any sense of reality at all.

The young man asked in his heart: "System? What's the situation now?"

The system didn't respond to him, and the surrounding sounds gradually disappeared, and he couldn't hear anything. Shen Yanjun opened his eyes subconsciously, but it was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

The young man tightened his hands, only to find that Chu Qinghan's hand that was originally in his hand was gone. At this moment, Shen Yanjun really felt the panic.

Shen Yanjun got up from the ground and shouted: "Chu Qinghan!"

"Chu Qinghan, where are you?!"

Still no one responded to him, he seemed to be in a completely enclosed space.

The young man looked around, all eyes were black, and he couldn't touch anything when he waved his hands. This was probably the last test of Ascension. Shen Yanjun stood there for a while, and finally closed his eyes again and sat cross-legged Come on, stop running and screaming.

He didn't want to be able to see the outside world when he closed his eyes.

It's just that he's not on a certain mountaintop of the Qiuyan sect, but standing in a long corridor, with palace walls two or three meters high on both sides, red walls and green tiles, and eunuchs and maidservants coming and going in a hurry, as if he couldn't see When he saw him, the cold wind howled, rolling with clusters of goose feather snowflakes.

This is the palace, and it's still winter.

Shen Yanjun pinched his arm subconsciously, but it didn't hurt.

This shows that this place is nothing more than an illusion, but what is the reason why he was introduced here?

At this moment, the young man saw a small white dumpling passing by the intersection in front of him, out of intuition, the young man followed.

I saw that little Bai Tuanzi skillfully dodged the eunuchs and maids on the road, and finally slipped into a garden. The snow in the garden had not been dealt with, and Bai Tuanzi stepped on it, and it was almost impossible to distinguish it.

The young man followed all the way, saw that the other party got into a rockery and walked over, but saw that the little white group turned into a little boy wearing a red cloak in the next moment.

The appearance of the powder carved jade is three points similar to Chu Qinghan, except that there are still a pair of animal ears on the top of the head, which are shivering in the cold wind and slightly retracted. .

A white fluffy tail came out from the slit of his specially made trousers and hung down behind his buttocks, swaying with his movements, but he couldn't reach the ground because of his short legs.

Shen Yanjun was almost certain that this child should be Chu Qinghan when he was a child, and he was quite cute.

Unexpectedly, the other party stayed in the palace before, no wonder he was able to chat about plans like Du Qiaoqi without looking at the map much.

The young man folded his hands on his chest and looked at it with great interest. He clenched his fist and whispered to cheer him up. Anyway, he is only in an illusion now, and even if he wants to help, he can't help. Why don't you just take a good look and see who brought him What is the purpose of the people who come here.

To his surprise, the little bun who was struggling suddenly turned his head to look at him, and said angrily: "You just watch like this, and you don't come to help me?"

Shen Yanjun was taken aback, then raised his finger and pointed at himself, "Are you talking to me?"

The author has something to say: Shen Yanjun: "I'm getting familiar."

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