I became a spiritual husband and was forced to farm

Chapter 163 Ascension 2
He faced the thunder once, twice, and three times, until the middle of the thunder tribulation, Jiurong fell to the ground covered in blood, losing the ability to resist.

When Fu Yao saw her master lying on the ground, she became worried. Three days had passed and the thunder tribulation was only halfway through. Her master had already exhausted all his spiritual power and had no strength to resist.

As the dark sky grew darker, the accumulated thunder was about to strike. Was he going to die like this? A miserable death under the thunder?
Fu Yao was unwilling to accept it. What a nice thick thigh! They just got along a little bit, and it was gone. Although there were still fellow brothers, how much affection could people who had never met or gotten along with each other have? At this moment, she was sincerely worried about her future.

If she offends the powerful forces in the sect, will anyone still support her?
It is conceivable that without seeing the value, the indifferent cultivators would not know what the best choice is, and the weak would always be the ones abandoned.

How to do?
How to do?
Just when he was extremely anxious, the dark lightning went straight towards the place that had already been struck into a deep pit.

Fu Yao closed her eyes in avoidance, not wanting to face such a cruel scene!
"Ah! Still alive!"

A low exclamation woke Fu Yao up. She opened her eyes in surprise and saw her master staggering and throwing out a top-level magic weapon.

But the good times didn't last long.

"Crack! Click!"

It was originally considered to be the top magic weapon in the Xuanling Realm, but unexpectedly, it could not last even a second under the attack of the heavenly thunder. You can imagine how powerful this heavenly thunder is!
It turned into pieces amid the sighs of the crowd, and dissipated between heaven and earth, ending its final mission!

Fu Yao watched as her master took out magic weapons one by one, but they could only block three heavenly thunders. The cost-effectiveness was too low. She silently told herself in her heart that even if she survived a thunder tribulation, she would still become a whale-spitting beast, so she had to work harder!

"Don't you say that all sword cultivators are poor? Why do all the top spiritual weapons have Jiurong?!"

"Oh, I can't compare. Maybe they are spoils of war!"

These words are really sour. Everyone knows that top-level spiritual weapons are spiritual. No one can control them except the recognized owner. How could Jiurong use a spiritual weapon when his spiritual energy was drained just now? It is obvious that the spiritual weapon sacrificed itself in order to protect it!

The spiritual weapon automatically protects!

Spiritual weapon!

By the way, are lotus seeds considered a kind of spiritual weapon?
Fu Yao frantically communicated with the Green Lotus Seeds of Fortune in her sea of ​​consciousness, wanting the lotus seed that had not yet been bound to her host to take action.

"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin, can you send your companion to the person who is undergoing the tribulation?"

Baby Lian was stunned for a moment, a little surprised. They knew how much their master loved them, but now he was going to send away his younger brother who had not yet been bound to him. It was really unbelievable!

You know, the master doesn't have any deep feelings for his master, and he really doesn't understand. Although such a thunder tribulation is nothing to their Creation Green Lotus, and is even beneficial, he can't figure it out with his brain.

"Of course you can, but Master, are you sure you want to do this? I thought you wanted to pass this lotus seed to your child!"

Fu Yao was awakened by the slightly cold voice. After hesitating for a moment, she gave a positive answer.

"I hope no one will notice! There are so many Mahayana monks here. If they knew that I have a treasure like the Fortune Green Lotus Seed, I would be dead!"

Fu Yao solemnly confirmed again and again that when it comes to her own safety, it is always right to be cautious.

"Master, don't worry. Our Green Lotus Seeds of Creation are by-products of the birth of this world. The treasure is self-concealed. As long as we don't expose it ourselves, no one can detect our existence no matter how high or low their cultivation is!" Fu Yao thought again. She had left the lotus seeds in the sect for so long and no one had discovered them. That meant that no one could see them. She had also purchased high-level elixirs and knew the alluring scent they exuded. So even though she was nervous, she was also relieved.

I paused for a moment and thought of another question.

"If I do this, I won't be targeted by the thunder tribulation. If I am implicated, I will be turned into ashes in seconds!"

"will not!"

Seeing that the quality of the spiritual weapon thrown out by the master was getting lower and lower, and his whole body was being hacked to pieces and covered in blood, it was almost impossible to feel whether the person inside was still alive!
Fu Yao gritted her teeth, looked solemn, and finally made a decision.

"Take action!"

In just a breath of time, Fu Yao regretted it, luckily for the Green Lotus Seed!

That was the most supreme spiritual object she had ever encountered in the Vortex Realm, and if she gave it away like that, she would get nothing in return, and there would also be a risk of being coveted by others. Although she would still need to find a backer after ascending, and investing in Jiurong in advance could be considered for her future, it was too far away for her now.

Just as Fu Yao was feeling frustrated and regretful, the dying Jiu Rong felt an endless stream of spiritual energy filling his body, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

The spiritual consciousness scanned the whole body, and suddenly a round golden lotus seed appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, emitting infinite vitality.

What kind of lotus seeds are these?
How did you suddenly appear in my sea of ​​consciousness?
Is this thing harmful? What is its purpose?
However, the reality did not allow him to think too much. The thunder tribulation seemed to have sensed the means of external help and began to strike down on his head.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Thunders struck one after another, and everyone was stunned. There was absolutely no way for Jiurong to survive!
In the last second, he noticed that the vitality of Jiulong, who was on the verge of death, was getting stronger little by little. He sighed that being a person from a top sect was indeed not simple. He also felt a little envious and jealous. But in the next second, he was struck by lightning one after another, and that envy disappeared into thin air!
Watching others go through the tribulation of ascension, one's mood fluctuates greatly. Even an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years would not feel very happy.

The thunder that was originally predicted to last for five days ended in just one minute. Everyone around was stunned. They had never seen such a thunder disaster.

"Pity!"

After a while, a low sigh was uttered, and he shook his head and prepared to leave.

I don’t know whether it was a lament for Jiurong’s death without successful ascension, or for his failure in ascension!
There was no sign of life at the center of the lightning strike. The result was obvious. Fu Yao was also very surprised, and her face was distorted and ugly.

"The people from Lingyun Sect are not far away. Do you need me to take you there?"

Fu Yao was in a daze. She didn't pay any attention to what the people around her said, and ignored Situ Gongzhong.

Situ Gongzhong thought that the kid could not accept the result that his master was killed by lightning. Although he felt an inexplicable regret in his heart, the fact was that the road to becoming an immortal was a thorny road, and separation was only a small part of those thorns.

In fact, Fu Yao was asking about the Green Lotus Seeds of Creation and the situation of her master. She didn't want the lotus seeds that she had decided to give away with great difficulty to be lost just like that.