Eternal Tranquility

Towering giant trees rise from the ground, and the spread canopy is as lush and dense as a canopy. Every leaf is shining with a clear spiritual light, which seems virtual and real, like a dream, and it is impossible to distinguish between true and false.

When the wooden god's thunder struck down, lightning suddenly snaked between the powerful branches, a loud crackling sound was heard, and a green fire suddenly ignited.

"Dharma form?" Yue Zhi was a little surprised. Liu Qinghuan had never shown his own form before, so this was his first time seeing it.

"It turns out that the master's dharma appearance is a tree!" Fu Bao looked up to the sky, but then he thought, his master is the Holy Body of Qingmu, and his previous dharma names were all with the word "green wood", so it is reasonable for his dharma appearance to be like this.

"Master, is this Dharma image much bigger than other people's? That tree is so tall!"

However, the huge dharma image hundreds of feet high could not hold up for long under the chopping of the divine thunder. It turned into dots of green light and dispersed, falling like rain, nourishing the desert where vegetation was growing.

Liu Qinghuan was sitting under the tree. When she saw that the approaching divine thunder was smaller than before, she became more confident.

Thunder arrives, open your mouth, and swallow it in one gulp!

Yue Jie and the three people watching from a distance were stunned. You Yan rarely showed a childish look and asked blankly: "Did he swallow the calamity thunder just now? Did I see it wrong?"

"That's right!" Fubao also said with a surprised look on his face, but couldn't help but worry: "This is the thunder of the Ascension Tribulation. Is it true that nothing will happen if you swallow it?"

The three of them looked at each other. Although Liu Qinghuan seemed to be dealing with it quite easily, they knew very well how terrifying the power of the falling thunderbolts was, and each one could knock them to pieces.

A sudden flash of realization flashed across Yue Zhi's expression, and he muttered: "The master must have had other plans when he swallowed that thunder, because it was the Zhimu Divine Thunder among the Five Elements Divine Thunder, which contains the purest wood origin in the world. !”

With Liu Qinghuan's character, it was impossible to miss the opportunity to absorb the origin of wood, even if the risk involved was huge.

The Heavenly Tribulation is a calamity, but it is also an opportunity. He doesn't know what other people's Five Elements Tribulation looks like, but his last calamity thunder is the Zhimu Divine Thunder, and the reason is quite intriguing.

But no matter what, since the opportunity has come to his door, if he doesn't take it, it will be a waste of Tiandao's good intentions.

When the divine thunder entered the body, it was like swallowing a sharp knife, destroying everything along the way, turning rivers and seas upside down, and almost shattering Liu Qinghuan's internal organs.

However, destruction is also accompanied by rebirth. After the violent thunder force rushed back and forth for several times, it was gradually forcibly suppressed and circulated back and forth along the meridians, until one day the spring breeze turned into rain...

The three spirit beasts were waiting in the distance for many days. The place where Liu Qinghuan was was still surrounded by a large ball of blue lightning, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

The calamity clouds in the sky also lingered for a long time, weighing heavily on everyone's heads, preventing them from getting closer to check the situation.

Fu Bao squatted on the ground and played with stones in boredom. He looked at the sky for a while, and then looked at the thunder light in the distance. He couldn't help complaining: "Why don't these clouds disperse? When will the catastrophe end?"

"Be calm and don't be impatient." Yue Jie was meditating with his eyes closed not far away. Hearing the words, he comforted: "The master is probably still refining the divine thunder, and the calamity cloud will not dissipate for a while."

"It's been more than half a month!" Fu Bao muttered: "If the master doesn't go back, the Kunzhong Conference will begin!"

"Kon Tomb Conference?" Yue Jie opened her eyes and looked at him, very surprised: "You want to go to Kun Tomb Conference?"

"Who said I want to participate?" Fu Bao jumped up: "I just want to see the excitement!"

"Actually, it's not impossible to participate." Yue Zhi thought: "I heard that the conference is always grand and grand. Anyone can participate regardless of their origin or cultivation level or above. You can participate in the Mahayana level..."

"I won't participate!" Fu Bao defended: "I just want to watch the fun! The Kunzhong Conference has been postponed for so long before it is held again. There must be many people going!"

Youhu was dozing next to her, but after hearing what the two said, she couldn't help but become interested, and asked: "What are you doing?"

"Have you never heard of it?" Fubao looked like she was ignorant and said with disdain: "The most grand competition in the world of immortality is held only once every five thousand years, and you haven't heard of it!"

Youhu rolled her eyes: "It's only been more than seven hundred years since I was born. Where do I know where to go?"

Fubao choked up: I forgot that this guy is a phoenix. He was born with a ninth-level Mahayana cultivation level. This is really annoying!

He turned his head angrily, not wanting to deal with this little girl anymore.

Yueji looked amused, and explained by the way: "The scale of the Kunzhong Conference is indeed very large. It was originally a competition held by several ancient sects and aristocratic families for the younger generations of the clans. The sects and aristocratic families that joined later became more and more popular. The more it grows, the more it becomes a gathering of the entire world of immortality.”

"Can everyone participate?" You Yan asked, "Are there any rewards?"

"It seems that the rewards this time have not been announced yet, but they must be rare treasures." Yue Zhi said: "But I heard that many people went to participate, not all for the rewards, but for the reputation."

He looked at You Yan's expression: "What, you want to participate?"

You Yan was a little moved, but still denied it: "No."

Yue Jian nodded and said: "Originally, this Kunzhong Conference was to be held more than five hundred years ago, but at that time, the world of cultivators and the demons were in deep conflict, so it was postponed until now. The conference is divided into stages based on cultivation, what do you think? If you want to participate, you can go to the Mahayana section.”

You Yan shrugged: "We'll talk about it then."

"The conference should be held in half a month. It will last for several months. We can go and see the excitement then." Yue Jie said.

"Do you think it's possible for the master to go?" Fu Bao suddenly asked.

"What are you going to do? Play?" Yue Jie asked sideways: "How is that possible! Who is the master and how many people are qualified to be opponents? Inviting the master to watch the ceremony depends on whether the master is free!"

"Okay!" Fu Bao spread his hands and soon became excited again. He pulled You Hu aside and the two of them chatted and discussed.

Yue Jie shook her head helplessly and looked again at Liu Qinghuan, who was wrapped in lightning in the distance.

I'm afraid the two little ones will be disappointed. It may not be over for a while. After all, refining the divine thunder is not easy.

Sure enough, after the three of them waited for more than a month, the calamity clouds in the sky finally dispersed, the thunder group shrank a lot, and Liu Qinghuan's figure could already be seen.

His brows were clear, his nose was like a distant mountain, and his aura was more friendly and gentle than before. When he opened his eyes, strange flowers and plants were blooming on the desert, and the land was suddenly bright and dazzling.

"Congratulations, master, for advancing to the sixth level of Mahayana!" The three spirit beasts congratulated together.

Liu Qinghuan changed into a pair of moon-white clothes, smiled and nodded: "Let's go, it's time for us to go back."

"Master!" Fu Bao jumped up and said, "How about we go to the Xuanhuang Realm?"