There's something wrong with my master.

More than three years have passed in a flash.

The sky was overcast and thunder was flashing.

Li Yue, who had been in seclusion, soared into the sky, and his figure in a goose yellow suit stood between heaven and earth.

Amid the rumbling thunder, cold air surged between heaven and earth.

The snowflakes on the Four Seasons Mountain were frozen in the void, as if time and space were frozen.

Whether it was the monkeys or the trees in the mountains, or the wind and the light, they all stayed where they were.

The cold weather poured down from the sky.

Naturally, the thundercloud did not escape the fate of being frozen.

The rumbling sound of thunder disappeared, and the woman in the goose yellow tights turned around, leaving only a graceful back view to the thundercloud.

Feeling humiliated, the thundercloud wanted to riot, but in the end it could only let out unwilling wails as time passed.

When the pouring cold current receded, only a small thundercloud remained, shivering in the sky.

Rumble!

The last bolt of lightning fell and struck Four Seasons Mountain.

The breath of destruction carries vitality, repairing the damaged earth.

The redwoods have recovered somewhat.

Another peach tree sprouted.

The monkey was wearing a cassock and basking in the vitality. He might have felt that he was able to recover, so he took the initiative to walk towards the tree hole.

"Squeak~"

"Bah, bah, bah."

Xueyun Sword and the little loli sword spirit had already rushed back when they heard the noise.

The two swords happened to be watching a monkey movie, and seeing that all the creatures in the mountains were fine, they simply watched it with relish at the foot of the mountain.

Yun Changsheng, who had stayed in the Four Seasons Cave for three years, also came out.

He stretched out his hand and grasped a wisp of breeze frozen by Li Yue, seeming to be thinking about something.

“It turns out that the wind can be held.”

For mortals, the wind can never be controlled and the flowers will surely wither.

For a monk, there is nothing in the world that he cannot grasp as long as he wants to.

If you tried but failed to catch it in the end, it only means that your practice is not enough.

A pair of four-colored wings spread out from behind Yun Changsheng.

The wings are so broad that almost the entire Four Seasons Mountain can be seen, and the power of the Four Seasons flows through the wings.

Yun Changsheng put down the breeze in his hand and mobilized his spiritual power to scatter the wings behind him.

He no longer has any use for these wings.

Holding on to that wisp of fresh breeze, his understanding of the Art of Four Seasons became more profound.

The Taoist method of Four Seasons Free and Easy has also been improved.

Now, the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand may no longer be able to trap him.

Lin Xi, who was practicing in the Four Seasons Cave, opened his eyes, looked over, then shook his head.

Yun Changsheng seemed to have an inexplicable obsession with the art of escape.

When I first developed inner demons, in addition to practicing various techniques to strengthen my mind, I also practiced various escape techniques.

"Practice as much as you can. It would be best if you or Yue'er can break through the tribulation first."

"If I break through the tribulation, I don't know what I will become."

"Ah."

Lin Xi nodded, she sat down cross-legged and continued to inhale and exhale spiritual energy.

Yun Changsheng took a cushion and sat beside her.

The spiritual energy surged, and the gate of Four Seasons Cave closed again.

Li Yue has already broken through to the Mahayana stage. There shouldn’t be any major commotion in the mountains in the next few decades.

The quiet mountain stands there quietly, passing through the years.

The life of a mortal may be just a retreat for a person in the mountains.

Chapter 360: The Tribulation-crossing Monk Forced to Work Overtime

To many cultivators in the world, all living beings are both important and unimportant.

They are very weak, like ants.

Their lives are very short, and in this short life, they live neither brilliantly nor beautifully.

They come into this world ignorant, try their best to live after growing up and becoming sensible, but when they grow old, they are powerless to stop the passing of their own lives.

At least this is the case for most people.

However, in the past, the way of heaven has been in turmoil because of the common people.

The sky collapsed and the earth broke apart. Both monks and mortals almost died in that disaster.

Since then, the four words "common people" finally had some status in the eyes of monks.

There are more monks cultivating merits.

When monks rely on the fortune of the dynasty, they must not fight for too long when competing for that fortune.

When the whole world is filled with resentment, those who have hidden themselves in the mountains or have stayed indoors for thousands of years will also lower their eyes and check the cause of the resentment.

Since then, there has been almost no room for demon cultivators to survive. After that killing, no demon cultivator with the ability to transcend tribulation has appeared in this world for many years.

This situation has lasted for many tens of thousands of years.

Monks, mortals, and the way of heaven have lived in harmony in such an environment for many tens of thousands of years.

Although ordinary people live a miserable life, they can still survive, and the most powerful people in the world will even pay attention to their emotions.

If ordinary people live well, the Heavenly Law, which was once bound by the good and evil of all beings, will not give rise to thoughts of world-weariness and will no longer think about suicide.

Only if Heaven does not destroy the world can the monks live in peace.

Although it is troublesome to lower their gaze to the world and pay attention to the affairs of those ants, they can accept it.

It's better than waking up and finding the world gone and all living things returning to chaos.

The three parties lived in peace and reached a balance.

However, this balance has recently shown signs of collapse.

The one who took the initiative to break the balance was the strongest of the three parties, Heavenly Dao.

No matter whether they are mortals or monks, they cannot stop this change and can only passively accept it.

It's unfair, but that's how things are.

In the world of immortals and heroes, when the most powerful person reveals a certain intention and carries it out, those below, whether they support or oppose it, have almost no ability to change the final result.

It was actually okay at the beginning.

The world has become a little smaller and the spiritual energy has become richer, and many cultivators are happy to see this.

Moreover, this world is already very large, with many uninhabited areas, so the smaller it is, the better.

However, it is very annoying when the shrinking process never stops.

People need food, clothing and shelter.

If you shrink the land, what will they eat and where will they live?

If the problem of food and accommodation is not solved, these mortals who live like ants will always feel uncomfortable. It is understandable that they will have some resentment and affect the way of heaven.

Fortunately, the process of the world shrinking was very slow, and several prestigious sects in the mortal world discussed and held a meeting.

To sum up the content of the meeting, let’s control the population first.

Let mortals have fewer children.

With fewer people, the total demand for food and accommodation will be smaller. The world may be smaller.

However, the plan was great, but before it could be implemented, a plague suddenly broke out.

The problems that some monks were concerned about were solved directly, and in the worst way.

There are fewer people, but public resentment is still rising.

Although it has been confirmed that a monk was the one who poisoned the person, the monk who did so has never been found.

All I know is that the monk has a very high level of cultivation.

As for the purpose of the poisoning, who this person is and where he is now, almost no one knows.

Moreover, this time the poison has spread to many places, and only those with a cultivation level above the Spiritual Transformation level can try to detoxify it.

Only when one’s cultivation reaches the level of overcoming tribulation can one cast spells to carry out large-scale detoxification.

As a result, many monks who were in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests were called out with a confused look on their faces and forced to stretch their muscles.

Even Xue Yunjian and Yun Xuejian were invited to go out for a walk.

A fisherman drifting on the sea also took this opportunity to observe the current tribulation-receiving monks in this world to see if there were any powerful people like Tianyun Tianxue.

So far, I haven’t seen it yet.

He wanted to wait a little longer, but this time he shouldn't have to wait too long.

While waiting, this guy secretly cast a wave of poison to see if he could lure out the remaining monks who were undergoing the tribulation.

Very dirty play.

But after all, we have precedents and it is understandable.

The last immortal who wanted to be the ruler of this world was beaten to death.

"Axue said that the world outside has changed a lot."

"I'm not sure, but the spiritual energy is indeed rich again."

Four Seasons Cave.

Yun Changsheng walked out of the cave and bathed in the long-lost sunshine.

He opened his arms, feeling the natural world, and his cultivation progressed in the rich spiritual energy.

Click.

The bottleneck was broken in an instant.

Without any strange phenomena, his cultivation naturally reached the late stage of Mahayana.

He looked up at the sky, where the deep blue cold current had just receded.

A woman in goose yellow tights fell from the sky and stood in front of Yun Changsheng.

"Master, Master's Wife, you have also come out of seclusion?"

Yun Changsheng nodded upon hearing this.

Tai Shang Wang Qing was ultimately unable to catch up with the reincarnated body of Qian Kun Realm who possessed an immortal foundation.

It took him more than three hundred years to enter the late stage of Mahayana and he was about to touch the threshold of the pinnacle of this realm.

It only took Li Yue more than a hundred years to become the pinnacle of this world.

This is very unreasonable.

But that was the Qiankun Realm, and that was once a magical weapon.

All of a sudden, it made perfect sense.

"Master, if you are going out, please let me know. My disciple should be there during this trip."