Chapter 119: Chapter 113: Bald monk, take a yard from Taoist priest!
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Over the Feng Family residence, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say over Shili Fengjiagang, more and more black clouds gushed out; It was as if a Heavenly River had burst its banks, with heavenly water flooding in reverse. However, what surged out was not the water of the Heavenly River, but black clouds shimmering with purple arcs of lightning.
The heavenly tribulation was still brewing. There were no earth-shattering sounds, only the black tribulation clouds slowly expanding in the sky. This silent stillness was deeply oppressive to any practitioner who could sense its presence.
“City God His Highness!”
“Do not look, do not listen, do not speak, do not move.”
The City God of Yongning merely glanced at the tribulation clouds swirling in the sky above Feng Family Hill before completely sealing off his domain. At this time, the county’s ghost gods also cooperatively began to practice restraint, perfectly accustomed as this was far from their first time.
In the Green Python Mountain, the magnificent Daqing Mountain stood immovable. When various terrified demons arrived here, what they saw was the Mountain God leisurely drinking tea, seated on the sea of clouds above.
“Mountain God His highness!”
“Fear not, it’s merely a heavenly punishment, it won’t strike your heads!”
The gentleman of the Green Mountain calmly put down his jade cup, reassuring the host of demons,
“Don’t overthink things, none of you are even qualified to be struck!”
A host of demons remained silent. Even though it’s meant to be reassurance, the words felt rather unsettling. But it was indeed the truth. Only when a demon ascends to become a Demon King, would they first face a heavenly tribulation.
The Green Python Mountain stretched for thousands of miles, but only the
Mountain god had reached the level of a Demon King. However, when the Mountain god was still a demon, he was already endowed with divine powers by the Heavenly Dao and won the approval of the great mountains.
So, when the Mountain God ascended, there was no heavenly tribulation, but instead blessings were bestowed by the heavens and earth. As such, the demons of this mountain, although they could learn about the heavenly tribulation from their inherited blood lineage, none of them had ever witnessed it firsthand.
Therefore, a demon asked.
“Mountain God His Highness, is there a human cultivator crossing the tribulation of Yuan Dan outside the mountain?”
Yuan Dan cultivators are equal in status to the Demon Kings!
But none of the demons in the mountain had seen a cultivator of such power.
“Yuan Dan tribulation?”
Hearing this query, even the visage of the Mountain God revealed a trace of a subtle expression.
Even separated by hundreds of miles, the fierceness of the heavens emanating from the distance gave him the illusion that he was still a mere ant. Perhaps it wasn’t an illusion. If even a wisp of that heavenly punishment’s lightning were to fall on him, he would end up no different than an ant.
Exactly because of this, the Mountain God had accepted his fate and resigned to it.
If such punishment were to sweep through Green Python Mountain, the entire area stretching thousands of miles would be leveled along with him. Resistance was futile.
So, enjoy sipping the tea under the sea of clouds!
“hehe!”
The demons glanced at each other, unable to comprehend why the Mountain God His Highness was laughing!
In the villages outside the mountain, even with the tribulation clouds rolling overhead, the men, women, elderly, and children all slept soundly in their dreams. Even those whose minds were filled with distracting thoughts and had trouble falling asleep, at this moment, had their numerous thoughts cleared, with a heavy sleepiness overcoming them.
In the Feng Family residence, within a room, a cold and aloof tall woman was calm and collected. Even being under the heavenly punishment, and mere steps away from the one who drew this punishment, she showed no signs of panic.
“Youyou, you take Nangong back to the underworld!”
“What about you? Won’t you leave?”
The little phoenix looked at her in astonishment.
“This is my doing, naturally, I should bear the consequences!”
Donghuang was convinced at this moment; the pure Yang Qi in Feng Qing’an had emerged due to her. If not for her, this pure Yang wouldn’t have appeared at this moment. It should have waited until a future day when Feng Qing’an had the strength to resist the heavenly tribulation.
“What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you can block it?”
The little phoenix looked at Donghuang as it she was looking at a crazy person.
“You don’t need to worry about it, I have my ways. Leave quickly, or it will be too late!”
Donghuang remained unfazed.
“Do whatever you want! You crazy woman! Ready to throw away your life for a man!”
Youyou muttered complaints, daring not to transform into a size too large. She transformed into a creature just a foot long, grabbed Nangong who lay limp on the ground and unable to move, turned into a mysterious light and shot towards the gap to the underworld.
“Feng Qing’an, just who were you in your previous life?”
At this moment in the room, only Donghuang and the unconscious Feng Qing’an remained. As the sovereign of the You Huang Ghost Country, she gazed down upon the youth lying on the bed, her typically cold face overtaken by a mix of complex feelings; then, an apologetic look surfaced,
“I don’t know what methods you’ve reserved for yourself. I’m sorry that I’ve disrupted the arrangements made by your previous life for this one. But since this calamity was provoked by me, I will do everything in my power to shield you from it!”
She had originally thought that Feng Qing’an was a reincarnation of the Innate Spiritual Root or the undying immortal medicine. But now, with the emergence of the pure Yang Qi, it refuted her previous speculation.
Perhaps her speculation was not wrong, but Feng Qing’an is not simply the reincarnation of the immortal plant or Innate Spiritual Root. At the very least, he also holds the identity of a Pure Yang immortal.
But this is only what she has been able to discern at the moment. There are still many more secrets that she’s unable to see or detect.
“Senior, I apologize for the intrusion!”
Donghuang whispered softly. As an incomplete Yin Spirit of the Innate Origin, she dared to stay under this heavenly tribulation because she had confidence.
Dang!
A large bell suddenly rang under the heavenly tribulation, the resonating bell sound echoed for miles, like an invisible sword, instantly tearing through the suffocating pressure brought about by the arrival of the heavenly tribulation.
This gave the surrounding hundred miles of gods, ghosts, demons, and monsters, who were feeling breathless, a moment to breathe a sigh of relief and a chance to recover..
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