Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

Could it be that this is the legendary ancestral pool that can degrade any race?

Will it one day lose its wisdom and spirituality and become an ordinary fish?

Thinking this way, it became more and more frightened and tried desperately to rush out.

At this moment, on a stone next to the pool.

A fishing rod suddenly emitted a burst of soft water spiritual power.

Wrapped in this spiritual power, it seemed to have returned to the egg, and gradually fell asleep.

On top of the fishing rod, a milky-white divine fish appeared.

It looked at the carps very lovingly, and after discovering it, the carps also wanted to jump up happily.

This fishing rod is the one Ye Jiu used when he was at the Xuanhua Sword Tomb a few days ago. His real name is the Divine Fisherman.

Beside it, the shadow of the Black Iron Sword appeared, "You are really a kind guy. If I were to kill this ungrateful little insect."

The divine fish shook its head, gradually dissipated, and returned to the fishing rod.

Xuan Tiejian didn't say anything, but looked at the golden carp in the pond with cold eyes.

"This is your last chance. If you dare to resist, I will cut you into scum."

The golden carp trembled in his sleep, as if he had had a terrible nightmare.

In the front yard, Ye Jiu had returned to the kitchen, opened the lid and added water a few times, and the wontons were out of the pot.

Although it was quite a lot to cook, it was only enough for one bowl per person.

When he and Little Lian'er came to the front yard at night carrying wontons, they found that Uncle Jian Chen was sitting there enjoying himself, and the tea cup in front of him was already empty.

But the teacup in front of Huangshi remained the same, without drinking a drop.

"Uncle Huang, what's wrong? Don't you want to drink tea?"

When Huang Shi heard this, he shook his head hastily.

Of course it's not that he doesn't want to drink tea, not to mention that this is the tea that can make him an immortal.

The reason why he hasn't drank it all the time is because the old guy Jian Chen told him that he can wait until the food given by Senior Ye Jiu arrives and take it together, and the effect will be better.

He believed it.

That's why we waited until now.

But when Senior Ye Jiu asked this now, he was completely blaming him for not drinking it earlier.

He didn't dare to waste a moment longer in the desolate world, so he picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

In an instant, just like Jian Chen, he entered the ethereal and illusory fairyland.

But this place is different from what Jian Chen saw.

There is no faint fairy sound or floating white mist here, but only the cold and arrogant demonic energy and the killing intent that fills the sky.

He was intoxicated, and his whole body was filled with demonic energy. His internal organs, limbs, and bones were full of power.

And above the surrounding sky, thousands of demonic lights rolled across Taixu.

The moonlight was gradually shrouded in dark clouds.

The Heavenly Demon's Tribulation Divine Thunder was brewing within it.

Boom! ! !

A thunder exploded in his mind.

He also realized it!

He has truly become an immortal! !

At this moment, there is not only one immortal in this generation in the Eight Desolate Realms.

He, in the desolate world, is the second immortal in the eight desolate realms! !

And all this happened in less than a breath of time.

When Huang Shi opened his eyes, he looked at Ye Jiu and Chen Lian with gratitude.

His voice was trembling, and his whole body was trembling. He stood up to the two of them, and whispered: "Thank you, senior...I, I will definitely know how to repay senior's kindness, I..."

At this moment, Huang Shi felt as if he was about to vent the grievances he had suffered during this period. An old man who had lived for ten thousand years was about to cry.

Ye Jiu shook his head, feeling a little sad.

It seems that the condition of this Uncle Huang Shi is much more serious than that of Uncle Jian Chen.

Just be more considerate and considerate.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Let's eat some wontons, freshly baked."

As soon as Ye Jiu finished speaking, a bloody thunder flashed in the sky. He frowned slightly and said in a slightly unkind tone: "Why is it raining at this time? It's too disappointing."

Once these words come out, perhaps everything will be business as usual.

But in fact, in the storage room at this moment, all the artifacts were rioting and casting their spiritual thoughts towards the lightning rod sleeping on the roof.

"Don't sleep in Shakou! It's your turn to work!"

"Damn, I want to be a lightning rod too. Master hasn't touched me in months."

"Stop talking nonsense, wake this guy up quickly. He usually makes so much noise every day, why did he lose his temper today when he is really needed?"

"Ha, let him sleep. It's best to sleep until he dies. Then the master will give the lightning rod job to someone else, maybe to me. After all, a spear like mine is no different from a lightning rod."

The artifacts were chatting lively, while the Huanxing prosperous hairpin hiding under the Jade Phoenix Qin and the newly arrived Luo Muzhu were trembling.

These terrifying guys don't even pay attention to the catastrophe.

Fortunately, the hairpin lasted long enough.

But for Luo Muzhu, this is refreshing its outlook.

After all, even those who have become immortals will run away whenever they can when facing a natural disaster.

If you get hit by that thing, you may not be able to get out of bed for decades. Unless you have just become an immortal and heaven and earth will provide you with nourishment and cultivation, no one will be willing to face the catastrophe.

Neither can fairy weapons.

Luo Muzhu wanted to cry now, and also missed the days when she used to sleep in Jian Chen's clothes.

Now, this is all gone.

Chapter 112·It must have infinite meaning

Lightning Rod was a little confused by the sudden large amount of divine thoughts.

But after it came back to its senses and saw the blood-red tribulation in the sky, it suddenly became extremely excited.

"Haha, you guys can be jealous all you want, I am the lightning rod appointed by the master! Today is so good, and there is another lightning disaster!"

The lightning rod became excited, but it didn't dare to cause too much trouble. After all, the owner was in the yard now, and if it disturbed the owner, it would be over.

Thunder rolls.

The people of Qixing Island once again heard such terrible thunder.

Many children and girls were so frightened by the thunder that they cried.

The thunder catastrophe that the demonic path must endure to become an immortal is more terrifying and violent than the righteous path.

Of course, who said that practicing the devil’s path is easier than the righteous path?

It's all a price.

Jian Chen was also awakened by the thunder, but he was not panicked at all.

His eyes were bright and clear, and his understanding of Tao was a little deeper.

After he drank the tea just now, although it didn't improve his realm as much as the last time it helped him become an immortal, it still made him improve a lot of strength.

With just a few movements, he even has the ability to easily turn the world upside down.

Of course, just think.

After all, there are seniors in this world, and it is up to the seniors to decide what happens here.

It was different in the deserted world, he was a little panicked.

Before coming here, he had thought that he might be given the chance to become an immortal.

But after becoming an immortal, he didn't have the slightest confidence in facing this catastrophe.

The current desolate world has the same thoughts as Jian Chen had at the beginning.

go!

We can't let the two seniors be bombarded by the catastrophe!

Even if this calamity may be nothing to the seniors!

But when he was about to stand up and say goodbye, Jian Chen took his arm early and asked him to sit down peacefully. He gave Huang Shi a reassuring look.

Huang Shi's heart trembled, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

After Jian Chen becomes an immortal, there will definitely be thunder disasters.

After ruling out the possibility that he could solve the thunder tribulation by himself, the only option is for the seniors to block the thunder tribulation?

After reading this, he felt at ease and said, "Thank you, senior."

Being thanked inexplicably again, Ye Jiu didn't know what to say. Without thinking much, he looked at the dim sky and lit up the spiritual lantern in the courtyard.

If it rains at this time, we have no choice but to go inside.

Boom!

Another shock.

The Heavenly Tribulation fell directly in the direction of the deserted world, but when it was still tens of thousands of meters away from the ground, it was attracted by a mysterious force and deviated from the trajectory, and even the light dimmed a little.

And the originator of that mysterious power was the lightning rod on the roof of Ye Jiu's house.

It greedily absorbs the power of thunder and calamity.

The power he possesses is also becoming more and more powerful.

One, two, three.

It’s Qiqi 49 again.

The number of thunder tribulations in the desolate world is exactly the same as that of Jian Chen.

I have to say, these two really look alike.

The thunderstorm fell, and the lightning rod also absorbed the thundercloud.

The sky is gradually clearing.

The bright moonlight once again shone on this small courtyard.

All this passed too quickly, only a quarter of an hour.

The 49 thunder tribulations just now seemed as if they had never happened before, not even a trace was left behind.

"It cleared up so quickly. I was thinking about moving into the house to eat, but forget it, I just finished eating."

Ye Jiu put down the spoon.

Amidst the thunder, he and Chen Lian just finished their midnight snack. After all, the thunder was so loud but there were no raindrops, so it was just like last time.

It won't rain at all?

The same is true for Jian Chen. He is not worried about the Thunder Tribulation at all.

After all, Senior Ye Jiu must have calculated everything long ago. How could a superpower in the immortal world care about a mere thunder disaster?

After devouring his bowl of wontons, Jian Chen's realm broke through to the late stage of the True Immortal Realm in such an ordinary way.

This sudden increase in strength is the greatest enjoyment in the world.

Only the deserted world was still staring blankly at the sky at this moment.

When the lightning rod absorbed the lightning tribulation, it didn't show any signs of it, and even asked the Peach Blossom Demon to weaken part of the sound.