Rebirth of the Furnace

Chapter 161
The girl in purple was Ye Zixuan, she was wearing the baggy clothes Qingyun gave her, covering her face, keeping a low profile all the way.When they arrived at the crossing barrier, they didn't find any trace of the hills, but immediately saw tens of thousands of monks gathered here.

Although there were a lot of people, they were all Golden Core stage monks, and there was even a Foundation Establishment stage. Ye Zixuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, so he asked anyone casually, and guessed that it might be the hills that crossed the tribulation.

The last time I saw him, he had reached the Great Consummation of the Nascent Soul Stage, so it was only natural for him to break through.

She flew straight towards Jieyun. At this time, looking at the Jieyun from a distance, it was much thicker than the Tianjie she had seen, and its power must not be the same.

When Ye Zixuan thought of his natal fire, his eyes could not help but light up. If he absorbed these lightnings, his natal fire would be raised a few levels!
As she flew closer, she also saw the lonely figure of Jie Yunxia.

In the world, it seemed that he was the only one left. He calmly faced the coercion of Jieyun and accepted it calmly. The unyielding mood of fighting against the sky!
Ye Zixuan stopped, took out the communication talisman, and prepared to contact Qiu Ling first.

"and many more!"

Pixiu's voice sounded in his mind: "Now is his critical moment, don't disturb him, or he will go crazy!"

"Pixiu!" Ye Zixuan pouted, "Why do you always wake up at critical moments?"

"If I don't wake up, you will kill your good friend!" Pai Yao said angrily, "There is no reward for kindness!"

Ye Zixuan had no choice but to put away the communication talisman: "Okay, I won't bother him, and when the catastrophe is over, I'll go directly to absorb the fire of thunder and lightning."

"No!" Pai Yao said again, "The Nascent Soul Transcendence Tribulation is different from before, no one can help, if you force it in, he will still fail to cross the Tribulation."

"what!"

Hearing that Ye Zixuan couldn't help being disappointed, it's a pity that he didn't have a chance to get his hands on such a ferocious catastrophe.

Pixiu paused for a moment, then continued: "However, you can use the magic weapon to help him block the catastrophe." The implication is that the magic weapon can absorb the catastrophe and increase his level.

She had a disgusted expression: "That's the only way to go, alas!"

Pixiu is speechless, she really wants to get out of the eight-treasure golden flute and step on Ye Zixuan's feet. It is also a good thing for the magic weapon to absorb the Heavenly Tribulation and improve her rank, why is she still so unwilling!

"How is your condition?" Ye Zixuan asked Pixiu.

Seeing her asking, Pai Xiu felt a little more balanced, and smiled triumphantly: "Hahahahaha! I'm distracted!"

Seeing its snarling appearance, Ye Zixuan slandered a few words, then stopped in the air and watched the hills cross the catastrophe.

Pixiu really wanted to show off, but he was afraid that the catastrophe would hit him. He was always timid, so he nestled in the eight-treasure golden flute to watch.

The robbery clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and condensed several layers, almost dyed the entire sky black, and the earth fell like night. The huge coercion made the monks tremble, and those with low cultivation levels fainted directly.Ye Zixuan was closer to Jieyun, but because he was supporting the aura wall, he was not greatly affected.

But she was also shocked. She only said from Jieyun that it was several times more powerful than the previous Heavenly Tribulation. When the fight really broke out, she didn't know what the consequences would be.

Qiu Ling seemed to have noticed her, and waved to her from a distance, Ye Zixuan responded with a smile and also waved.

Pixiu complained: "He is telling you to get out of the way, don't affect him to pass the catastrophe."

"Qiu Ling wouldn't say that about me." Ye Zixuan was not affected by Paixiu at all, and continued to stop in the air, watching the robbery clouds gather into piles, and there was a faint flash of thunder.

The catastrophe is coming!
"There are 81 thunderbolts in Jiujiu, 32 more than ordinary catastrophes, and their power is 32 times stronger!" Pixiu said.

Ye Zixuan's heart was beating wildly when he saw the lightning flashing in Jieyun, and he stared intently, his eyes filled with anticipation.

She was not disappointed, the first thunder struck, the thick and thin thunder and lightning made the body of the hill even thinner, and the thin branches fell into the crowd of tens of thousands of monks, only to hear the screams again and again, a panic like disaster victims crossing the border!

"Sure enough, it's so powerful." Ye Zixuan murmured, an impulse in her body was seduced by the thunder and lightning, prompting her to release the natal fire and jump on her fingertips, echoing the thunder and lightning, leaping and leaping.

A small thunder and lightning melted into the natal fire, and the flame of the natal fire seemed to grow bigger and jumped up even more.

The first thunder came, and the second came immediately. The hills had no time to breathe.He stood in awe, brushing the strings with his hands, and the sound of the piano collided with thunder and lightning one after another, illuminating the sky like a grand firework!

From time to time, tiny thunderbolts merged into Ye Zixuan's natal fire, and gradually lightning flashed around her, forming a ball of light around the spiritual energy barrier.

Ye Zixuan flew in the air safe and sound, which also attracted the attention of some monks. She and the hills are like the sun and the moon, the sun and the moon are in the sky, and she has become a legend in the world of reincarnation!
But Ye Zixuan didn't care about the natal fire now, she concentrated on looking at Qiu Ling, he gritted his teeth and played the piano, his hands left afterimages on the Yaoyin piano, the sound of the piano was already extremely sharp, it sounded heart-palpitating!
"Zheng!"

A string broke!
A string of blood drops spilled out, and one drop flew in front of Ye Zixuan, she stretched out her hand, and swallowed the blood bead in a flash.

"Eh?" Ye Zixuan was taken aback, then looked at the natal fire, and there was no change.

She turned her attention back to Qiu Ling and broke a string, making it difficult for him to play the piano. At this time, he had only passed 29 thunderstorms.Ye Zixuan couldn't help clenching his fists, secretly cheering Qiu Ling up as the power grew stronger the further he went.

The roar continued!The lightning covered the earth with a mournful white light!

"Zheng!"

The second string broke again!
Ye Zixuan counted, 42 lightning strikes.One string supported thirteen sky thunders, and there are 39 thunders left. I don't know if the remaining three strings can support it to the end?
The corners of Qiu Ling's lips had already overflowed with blood. He pursed his lips and strenuously played, and white mist overflowed from his whole body. It was because the exhaustion was too great, and even the sweat evaporated.

When there are four thunderstorms, the third string breaks!
No.60 When there are five thunderstorms, the fourth string breaks!
There was only one string left, and what Qiuling played was no longer a piece of music. He only heard the chaotic clang and clang, and the murderous aura scattered, and he turned into a phoenix and soared into the sky!
He couldn't hold on to the end, Ye Zixuan sighed... Even if he failed to overcome the tribulation, he couldn't be wiped out!
"Don't be discouraged." Pai Yao said, "Who says he only has one magic weapon, and if the zither is destroyed, he can find other things to deal with the catastrophe. Don't meddle in it at will."

Ye Zixuan nodded after thinking about it.

No.70 five thunders, and the last string is broken!

Qiu Ling threw out the Yaoyinqin immediately, and the body of the piano was split into two into two wooden knives. Holding the wooden knives, he charged forward with a determined expression, as if he would never fail!
A thunder fell, splitting the wooden knife into pieces, and the hill fell to the ground.

Subconsciously, Ye Zixuan wanted to release the cold needle in his sleeve, but when Qiu Ling fell to the ground, he threw another piece of silk. The silk seemed ordinary, but it unfolded as soon as it was thrown into the air, and it actually absorbed a bolt of lightning silently.

But the next strike smashed the silk into pieces!

No more delay, Ye Zixuan shot a cold needle in his sleeve!

She calculated very clearly, she has four magic weapons that she can get her hands on, and she has four thunders left. If she is lucky, she can completely resist the catastrophe. If she is unlucky, she will destroy the magic weapon at most...

Both the Qing Shuangjian and the cold needle in the sleeve were connected with her mind. Ye Zixuan knew their strength, so he released the cold needle in the sleeve first. Sure enough, after the cold needle in the sleeve led down the thunder, the whole body shone with cold light, and then the needle trembled violently, like It seemed like it would explode, but it was finally back in Ye Zixuan's hands safely.

Ye Zixuan was overjoyed that his plan had succeeded, so he threw out the blue swords again.

Qing Shuangjian yelled "Lei Jie, accept my sword" and easily caught the thunder and lightning.

The third Ye Zixuan released the glazed cup. The colored glazed cup flashed with light of colorful colored glazes, and it was shattered into dozens of pieces when it was struck by lightning.

Ye Zixuan froze for a moment, and hurriedly threw out the eight-treasure golden flute without caring about his heartache!
"You want me to die!" Pai Yao yelled.

"God bless!" Ye Zixuan's flesh was in pain, and he hurriedly said to himself, "Bless the eight-treasure golden flute so it doesn't break!"

The eight-treasure golden flute suddenly burst into golden light, even covering up the fierce and cold light of the thunder and lightning. In an instant, all the thunder and lightning, regardless of their size and power, all went towards the eight-treasure golden flute!

"Ah!" Ye Zixuan cried out in distress, and couldn't help but close her eyes, if the eight-treasure golden flute is ruined, it will ruin all her hard work!

But the scene that made her vomit blood did not appear, and the thunder and lightning seemed to be absorbed by the eight-treasure golden flute, and finally disappeared without a sound.

The thunder gradually subsided, and Qiu Ling looked up at the sky in disbelief. He could feel that his cultivation had advanced a step further, and a strand of his consciousness could be separated to condense his body, which meant that he had reached the stage of distraction!
The robbery clouds dispersed, the sky returned to clear, the hills successfully crossed the robbery, advanced to the distraction stage, and the concentration of spiritual energy increased. The monks hurriedly used this short time to practice.

Ye Zixuan withdrew the wall of spiritual energy, took back the eight-treasure golden flute, first went to look at Qiuling, and after seeing that he was fine, he went to pick up the pieces of the glazed cup.

Qiu Ling was covered in injuries, but he had succeeded in advancing. His wounds were recovering quickly, and his whole body was full of strength.

"Thank you." He went to Ye Zixuan's side and said solemnly.

"You're welcome." Ye Zixuan smiled at him, and put away the pieces of the glazed cup.

"I will pay you a magic weapon." Although Qiu Ling didn't know the function of the glazed cup, he knew it was a valuable treasure from its luster and aura.

"Do you still have the magic weapon?" Ye Zixuan asked him back.

Qiu Ling's face turned red, he is poor and white now, his hair is gone, and even his clothes are tattered.After leaving Yunhaimen, he never thought about money and treasures. He only focused on improving his own strength. He didn't know how poor he was until now.

Ye Zixuan just smiled before starting to check his things.

(End of this chapter)