The strong man who came out of the deep mountains

Chapter 1
During the Qing Dynasty, Emperor Kangxi ruled the country well. He eliminated Oboi, made peace three times, and took over Taiwan. He was praised by the world. In the end, there was a peaceful and prosperous age.The same is true for the world of self-cultivation. In the Qing Dynasty, the world of self-cultivation was extremely prosperous, but the only regret was that it was difficult to break through the catastrophe.

The so-called Heavenly Tribulation is a hurdle that every cultivator must pass. As a cultivator, he must break through two Heavenly Tribulations. The situation is different, the more potential cultivators suffer, the more abnormal the catastrophe they will suffer.

Cultivators are divided into acquired masters, congenital masters, gas transformation stage, foundation building stage, golden elixir stage, brewing pill stage, heartbeat stage, Yuanying stage, out of body stage, emptiness stage, emptiness stage, small achievement stage, and great achievement stage .Each one is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Generally speaking, as a cultivator, as long as he reaches the foundation establishment stage, he can live for 200 years, three hundred for the golden alchemy stage, five hundred for the brewing alchemy, and eight hundred for the heartbeat. If you are in infancy and can survive the catastrophe, you can live as long as the heavens and the earth, which is what people call immortality.

In the Qing Dynasty, the word cultivator was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and becoming a cultivator was everyone’s dream, but in order to become a cultivator, you need opportunities besides wisdom, so it is also possible to successfully become a cultivator Things that cannot be asked for.

On a hot noon, people were still doing unfinished work under the sun. Suddenly, the sky suddenly changed, and lightning flashed and thunder thundered. They threw away their work one after another to go home to shelter from the rain, but anyone who understands will know that something big might happen on this day, because some cultivators are about to cross the catastrophe.

In Wudang Mountain, I saw a white-haired old man concentrating on his cultivation, hoping to make a breakthrough as soon as possible. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and he immediately stood up from the ground. Stepping out of the door, this is the current head of Wudang, with the Taoist name Kuye, and what he used just now is the eight trigrams array of Wudang secrets.

Seeing the master like this, all the disciples showed doubtful expressions, but as cultivators, they have already sensed what happened outside, but they dare not go out of the mountain easily due to the presence of the master. Now the master has walked out of the mountain gate to watch. The disciples followed in succession.

In the sky, countless flying swords hovered in the sky. The old man withered leaves didn't pay attention to the disciples, but just watched the seven-color clouds in the sky silently, and said silently in his heart: "I hope everything is fine." A group of Wudang disciples in the audience, Without saying a word, he stepped on the flying sword and flew towards the sect.

The Wudang disciples were puzzled by this abnormal behavior of the old man withered leaves, and the four generations of disciples asked the senior brothers beside him, "Senior brother Aoki, why is the sect master so taciturn today? Is something big going to happen soon?"

Hearing this, the senior brother next to him reprimanded him immediately: "You and I don't care about these things. You just need to practice hard. Even if the sky is about to fall, you and I don't have to resist. We don't need to worry about these things." After saying this He didn't pay any attention to it, stepped on the flying sword and flew back to the mountain gate with the dead leaves.

On a crystal clear boulder, I saw a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old with his eyes closed, as if he was waiting for the top, and he saw bursts of white air exuding from his body. It felt like an expert in the world, at this moment, a huge flying sword fell beside him, breaking the tranquility at this moment.There was a figure standing on Feijian, his hair was pale, his eyes were particularly bright, and the white air exuding from his body felt particularly clear.

Sensing that someone was around, the young man immediately opened his eyes, saw the figure standing on the flying sword, and smiled immediately: "Master, you don't care about my life or death, I'm about to cross the catastrophe, I thought you wouldn't Will be back."

The figure on the flying sword is the master of the young man, no one knows his Taoist name, no one knows his identity, even the young man is the same, instead of living for 18 years, only knowing that he taught himself skills, the only one who treats him well .

Hearing this, the old Taoist chuckled, and said cynically, "Ping'er, on such an important day as you crossing the catastrophe, as a teacher, you have to rush back even if you have something big to do. No, I don't even have a friend to invite me to drink I shirked it, and I'm still looking for the treasure of crossing the robbery for you, look." As soon as he finished speaking, the old man took out a golden gourd from behind.

The young man was a leftover child picked up by the old Taoist when he was playing. The old Taoist took him to the deep mountains for training and named him Wang Ping, but what surprised me was that Wang Ping was not only He is extremely intelligent and completely perverted. In the Nascent Soul stage, which is difficult for others to practice for thousands of years, Wang Ping has achieved it in only 18 years of hard work. But Wang Ping didn't care about all this. In his heart, the only hobby of the master besides the frequent disappearance was drinking, but the relationship between the two was very good, and there was no difference between master and apprentice at all.

Seeing the gourd Wang Ping was holding in the hands of the old Taoist, Wang Ping was not too surprised, but said a little unhappily: "Where did you get this boring thing again?"

Hearing this, the old man was a little angry, looked at the gourd and said solemnly: "Don't underestimate this thing, I lost all my face for this thing before begging from others, it will be a disaster for you Very helpful, at least you can save your life if you fail the tribulation.”

Seeing the serious expression of the master at this time, Wang Ping felt a touch of emotion in his heart. Although there is no distinction between the master and the master, Wang Ping always respects the master the most in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He didn't care about the expression of indifference, and started to practice while hovering on the stone.

The change in Wang Ping's heart could not escape the eyes of the old Taoist, but he didn't bother him because his lover was about to cross the catastrophe. He stayed by his side alone, looked at the colorful clouds in the sky, and looked at the gourd in his hand. Sorry, I hope you are safe.

For cultivators, time is always not enough. Before they know it, the sky is already dark, but the colorful clouds in the sky have not dissipated. At this time, Wang Ping opened his eyes and trembled as if he didn't care. He took off his clothes, jumped off the rock, looked at the master and said with a smile, "I'm about to enter the Nascent Soul Stage, and I seem to be a little nervous."

Seeing Wang Ping like this, the old man didn't know what to say. Wang Ping had this character since he was a child. The old man knew it very well, and he didn't want to hurt his self-confidence, because self-confidence is also very important for crossing the sky. The old man looked at the gourd , looked at Wang Ping again and said to him: "When you cross the catastrophe later, if you can't resist, immediately sacrifice the gourd, so that your life can be saved."

If it was normal, Wang Ping would definitely not care about it, but today the old Taoist expression is very serious, he has never seen it before, and he didn't say much, took the gourd from the old Taoist hand, and watched it by himself.

Without waiting for Wang Ping to say anything, he felt that the time was ripe. The old Taoist immediately raised his flying sword and danced a set of sword techniques. Seven different large holes suddenly appeared in the empty field, connecting them together means the Big Dipper.

Wang Ping has practiced with the old Taoist for 18 years, of course he knows this formation. This is the seven-star formation, and the defense is the best in the formation. I didn't expect that Master Little Heavenly Tribulation would be so serious and deploy all the seven-star formations. Wang Ping thought in his heart, suddenly He wondered if this catastrophe was really so strong, he looked at the gourd in his hand from time to time, what kind of thing is it, it really has such an effect, at this time Wang Ping looked up at the sky, his heart suddenly became excited.

"What are you doing standing there, don't hurry up and enter the formation." Seeing Wang Ping's expression at this time, he said angrily.

Today the master has indeed transformed, but the usually cynical master has become so serious today, Wang Ping thought to himself, this is the first time he did not disobey the master's will, and immediately entered the seven-star formation.

The catastrophe is approaching, and more and more colorful clouds gather, all of which flash above his head. Looking at the colorful clouds in the sky, the old Taoist sighed inwardly: "If I knew this earlier, I shouldn't have gone against the sky. I hope the colorful gourd can keep you life."

At this time, Wang Ping was not as nervous as the old man. He was playing with the gourd in his hands, and he was still exploring the efficacy of the gourd.

The colorful clouds in the sky are gathering more and more, from time to time there are lightning flashes and thunder, and the catastrophe has arrived.

At this moment, Wang Ping became serious and shouted to the sky: "Come on, hit me."

The boy's personality hadn't changed a little until now, and upon hearing Wang Ping's words, the old man thought in his heart, I really don't know what this guy was thinking, such a perverted Heavenly Tribulation didn't have any fear at all.

After Wang Ping's cry, the multicolored clouds suddenly condensed into a huge cloud ball, and the first thunderbolt hit Wang Ping.

The sky thunder is divided into three parts, and the power of each road is different. The sky thunder also varies from person to person. The more talented, intelligent, and perverted the cultivator, the greater the power of the sky thunder when he crosses the catastrophe. Therefore, if you want to succeed To survive the catastrophe, if you don't have a genius spirit treasure or a strong and hateful physique, it will be even more difficult.

Seeing that the thunder was about to hit him, Wang Ping was not only not nervous, but a hint of excitement appeared in his heart, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)