After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 630 The Tribulation Begins

Compared to the noise of the monks in the Meteor Flame Realm, the Pankong Realm is much quieter.

Seeing Shen Qingyi's water mirror blurred again, some people couldn't help but glance at each other.

Xu Yanchang's eyes flickered involuntarily.

Is it really because of the energy riot, this one reason, that the water mirror is blurred?
Xu Yanchang knew that Shen Qingyi, a little girl, was still a Confucianist.

Thinking of some ancient records in Tianxu Peak, and the wreckage of the war seen in the water mirror not long ago.

This made Xu Yanchang a little suspicious, maybe Shen Qingyi's various situations could not be explained clearly by simple luck!

How many of the things that were left behind by the great power disappeared with time, and how many of them merged into this world with time?
The Fall of Confucianism...

But even though there might really be those powerful handwriting in it, at this moment Shen Qingyi is undoubtedly well protected.

It seems that after the end of this time, we have to make good arrangements.

Master Decheng of Jialan Temple looked at the blurred water mirror and couldn't help frowning.

"Amitabha."

A monk at the side saw his frown and couldn't help asking.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Decheng glanced at the blurred water mirror, then at Tianxuzong, and finally his eyes fell on Beichen.

"Amitabha!"

Beichen still respects this great Buddhist master who is highly respected in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Master Decheng?"

"Benefactor Beichen, I look at the face of that female benefactor... Born in the world of mortals, tied to the world of mortals, with a clear mind, I am afraid that if you practice the way of ruthlessness, when you enter the way of ruthlessness, it will inevitably be like removing bones and souls... It is extremely painful... Fear of inadvertence, fallen gods and souls... Amitabha!"

Decheng shook his head again, with an unbearable expression on his face.

The golden light between the female benefactor's eyebrows is real.

That is the power of faith!Why did such a monk become ruthless?
Xu Yanchang frowned when he heard Decheng's words.

Decheng's art of celestial performance is well-known in the entire Pankong world, and his art of observing people is also one of the art of celestial performance.

Once Shen Qing has cultivated the Dao of Ruthless, and then obtained Wuchen, he must be like a tiger with wings added.

But what if you fail when you enter the Tao?
Now Shen Qingyi has not completely entered the path of ruthlessness...

And Shen Qingyi who has not practiced the ruthless way is also a rare genius, no matter in terms of cultivation or the four arts.

Hearing this, Beichen couldn't help frowning.

If it was someone else, he might not believe it, and although he believed Decheng's words, it was not what he was most worried about.

The source of his greatest worry was Shen Qingyi himself.

The stubbornness in the little monk's heart was related to Confucianism and Taoism, but when he was practicing Confucianism and Taoism, he was recognized by the Wuqing Taoist, and Beichen was a little confused.

Wuchen Patriarch's ruthless way has always been a headache for their ruthless monks.

Why should the inheritance of the ancestors be passed down when Shen Qingyi has the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism?

Of course, he also saw Shen Qingyi's performance in Tianxu Peak.

In all fairness, even if Shen Qingyi doesn't have the ruthless way, she can go a long way without falling.

And the appearance of Ruthless Dao...

Decheng sighed and opened his mouth.

He actually wanted to say that if that little benefactor could enter his Buddhist gate, the evil spirit between his brows might be dissipated, and he would not have to face those sufferings in the future.

But he also saw the entanglement between Tianxuzong and him, and asked about the endless fate between Xufeng and him.

Forcibly intervening will not only implicate Tianxu Summit, but also him and Jialan Temple.

"Amitabha! Amitabha! Amitabha!"

Decheng said the Buddha's name three more times, closed his eyes, and stopped looking at Shui Jing.

Maybe some things have already left the track of not being able to complain, so who would have expected the final outcome?

Just like when those Confucians sacrificed themselves, Confucianism and Taoism disappeared, but they didn't really disappear, did they?
People in the world say that after Confucianism and Taoism were sacrificed, they were cursed because of the sacrificial text, but the Confucianism cultivators did not hesitate to sacrifice themselves to resolve the catastrophe. Is the so-called Dao ruthless really Dao ruthless?

"Boom boom boom!"

The shaking bell on Haotian Peak rang three times.

The Tianfeng Continent, which is far away from the vast sea, also heard the bell.

Jiang Yuan's face changed slightly, it was the time of psychic channeling, and he must not be distracted.

"Peace!"

In Yunze Continent, Feng Bei suddenly opened his eyes.

"This...this is?"

Xian Ci looked at the red clouds in the sky, and counted quickly with his fingers.

It's just that blood oozes from a few fingers, and the future is still a fog, and the fog is getting bigger and bigger, and as it rolls, it sets off a scarlet.

Feng Bei looked at the red color in the sky with an ugly expression on his face.

"Is it finally coming? Nine is the ultimate, one is variable...ten is reincarnation... Chaos is coming!"

The red blood mist filled the air, piercing through the territory, and everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"Why do I feel that it's dark early today?"

A monk couldn't help but wiped his forehead.

"Damn it! In this damn weather, the cold bones are covered with ice balls, and the heat is so hot that the soul is almost melted! It's all because of the meteorite monk, otherwise I wouldn't even have time to rest! Every day It's like a life and death escape!"

"No... no! Brother! Look! What is that in the sky?!"

"What the hell... is there something to make a fuss about, other than us, it's the meteor flame..."

The speaking monk looked at the finger of the person next to him, and got stuck before he could finish speaking.

"That is……"

The overwhelming red swept across the world, and the bang was still spreading towards them at this moment.

"Grass! What the hell!"

Subconsciously, he felt that something was wrong. His instinct as a monk made the big man pull out the big knife stuck in the ground.

"Brothers! Hurry up! Don't rest! Hurry up!"

Some monks who were still asleep heard the voice of the big man, and their long-term vigilance made them open their eyes immediately.

"What's wrong, boss?!"

They had just finished fighting with a group of bloodthirsty people, and finally had a little time to rest. At this moment, when they heard the voice of the big man, although they still wanted to rest, out of the trust among their teammates, they got up as quickly as possible.

"Let's get out of here quickly! Talk while walking!"

"it is good!"

With a sharp swing of the Wuchen sword, countless bloodthirsty people on the opposite side were chopped off in half.

The red liquid covered the area.

And just when Shen Qingyi raised his hand again, the entire Pankong Breakthrough Realm began to shake violently.

"what happened?!"

Si Qing picked up Ah Rong and stabilized his figure. When he saw the blood-red sky not far away, his face changed drastically.

"Shen Qingyi! Get out of here quickly!"

Shen Qingyi also noticed something strange in the distance.

The ground trembled, and there was a whirring sound in the distance.

Let this area fall into a low pressure, which is so dull that people can't breathe.

(End of this chapter)