Chapter 1253 One step, one calamity
Lightning and thunder illuminated the yard, and the rain that had been brewing for a long time poured down, sweeping across the sky and pouring water on Li Chongkang and others.
They were unaware and did not take any cover. However, when raindrops the size of beans were about to hit, they would always be bounced away by the invisible air layer, making it difficult to soak them at all.
After surviving the first thunder tribulation, the most significant and important change is the self-generation of magic power, the ability to protect the body at any time, and the ability to ride the wind and mist, condescendingly.
The rain splashed and the white foam turned into mist. Meng Qi raised the dust fly in his hand, put it on his arm, and said with a smile: "Since you fellow Taoists like to discuss things in the courtyard, the old Taoist has no choice but to accompany me. I just mentioned that a few people must be left behind to hide. Wait for the opportunity to appear and cooperate with the Ninth Prince to get that extraordinary thing. Now, the old Taoist wants to ask, which fellow Taoists are willing?"
The last six words were so loud that the Nine Kings, Xiao Kun and others trembled and woke up completely.
You look at me, I look at you. After spending more than ten breaths of time, they finally figured out what happened and fell into deep thought.
Staying in the capital must be extremely dangerous and cannot be exposed at all. It is completely different from the prominent life in the past. However, there are all masters of the capital present. They have been rooted here for decades or even generations. Many of them are nostalgic and reluctant to leave. Moreover, it would not be too comfortable for him to live in an unfamiliar place after leaving the capital and to be hunted down by the court.
For a moment, they had many thoughts and it was difficult to make a decision. The sound of rain pounded in their ears, cutting off the hustle and bustle of the world.
"This junior is willing to stay in the capital and assist the Ninth Prince." Li Chongkang's expression changed a few times, and he gritted his teeth and said.
If the situation takes a turn for the better and the Taoist sect's past grandeur is restored, the person who ascends the throne and proclaims himself the emperor and holds the power must be the Nine Kings Xiao Kun. Helping him in the moment is better than making him the icing on the cake in the future!
With Li Chongkang taking the lead, Bi Zhongde and Lu Si, the leader of Fenghuo Temple, all expressed their determination to hide in the capital.
"Okay, these three fellow Taoists do not care about life and death. They are indeed role models for the Taoist sect. Please accept the Taoist courtesy." Meng Qi bowed his head and turned to look at the Nine Kings Xiao Kun. "I want Grand Master Pei to leave the capital and personally preside over the quelling of the chaos." I’m afraid it’s not enough to rely on fellow Taoists alone. I plan to meet with this No. 1 person in the world tomorrow.”
Grand Master Pei Daotong, the True Master of Seven Tribulations, is able to create things in the void between heaven and earth and travel in the Qingming world. Since the death of Master Xu Tianshi from the Taoist sect, he has been truly the number one person in the world.
Xiao Kun was stunned at first, then his eyes twitched, and he spoke in surprise: "Senior, please be careful. Grand Master Pei's 'Jade Emperor Divine Fist' has shocked the past and present. It cannot be underestimated. It is better to wait until senior returns to his peak before making any calculations."
Although you have survived a thunder tribulation and become a real person again, the gap between you and Taishi Pei, who is a real person of seven tribulations, is still incalculable. How can you do this?
Recalling what happened just now, he and everyone present confirmed that Master Yunji only had the strength of one calamity, but judging from how easily he overcame the calamity like a game, the former reputation was not false, and there was still accumulation. It was just that something went wrong, so that the realm was completely destroyed. No, all cultivation has been lost, and he is slowly returning to his peak.
Li Chongkang and others all nodded, agreeing with the words of the Nine Kings. Judging from the fact that Senior Yunji survived a thunder tribulation today during the break of the discussion, as long as he is given enough time, not to mention the seven tribulations, it will not be a problem to at least restore his original strength, and the six tribulation masters It is already one of the few existences in the Tao sect now, so you must not put yourself in danger!
Meng Qi waved his whisk and said with a slight smile: "Nine kings, don't worry, fellow Taoists, don't worry, it's just a brief meeting, it's not a head-on confrontation, and the mountain man has his own clever plan."
After saying that, he walked through the rain curtain and walked back to the room, saying "I have made up my mind."
The others looked at each other, feeling heavy and worried for a moment.
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Deep in the palace, in the royal study.
Xiao Xuan, the emperor of the day, wearing a Kowloon opera bead robe, stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the rain that had been lingering for several days, his lips pursed tightly, outlining hard lines.
He is nearly seventy years old, but he does not look old at all. His flesh and skin seem to contain huge power, and his eyes are as deep as the sea. He looks to be in his early thirties. Standing next to Nine Kings Xiao Kun, others may think that they are brothers.
Grand Master Pei Daotong sat calmly on the armchair given by Yu, looking at Xiao Xuan's back without any impetuous emotions, like a towering mountain peak.
He took care of himself meticulously, and the hair and beard on his temples, lips and chin were not messy at all, as if he were carved from steel or stone. His eyes were so majestic that no one dared to look at him.
Above Pei Daotong, there is a desk where Xiao Xuan corrects memorials. In the center of the desk is a glazed lamp, light gold in color, crystal clear, with transparent lamp oil. , causing the surrounding light and darkness to constantly change, which is quite strange.
"You haven't found a Taoist Thunder Tribulation Master in the past two days?" Xiao Xuan didn't turn around, still looking out the window, the clouds were thick and the drizzle was constant.
Pei Daotong spoke calmly without any emotion: "Yes, I suspect someone has leaked the news. The number of days has changed."
Xiao Xuan suddenly sighed, turned around, and looked at the desk:
"Yes, the number of days has indeed changed. Why does the venerable teach me?"
In the Imperial Study Room, besides the Emperor Xiao Xuan and the Grand Master Pei Daotong, there was actually another person!
On the side of the desk stood a monk in gray robes. He was looking at the glazed lamp. He had a handsome face, a faint smile on his lips, and a calm look.
After hearing Xiao Xuan's question, the gray-robed monk smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to panic."
Xiao Xuan frowned and asked in a deep voice:
"Venerable Ananda, what do you mean?"
The gray-robed monk known as Venerable Ananda smiled and said:
"Just wait and see what happens."
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The rain was like silk and the clouds gradually dispersed. Pei Daotong left the palace in a sedan, accompanied by Nine Kings Xiao Kun.
He closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping, but in fact he was thinking about the changes in the capital in the past few days in order to grasp the key points.
The master's entourage was large and the team was not moving very fast. It took him a while to leave Zhuque Street and turn to Qingyangfang. Once here, Xiao Kun and Pei Daotong were about to part ways.
Due to the continuous rainy weather for many days, there were few pedestrians around. Each held an oil-paper umbrella and walked carefully. The wind blew, and the water on the ground rippled, and there was no trace of dust.
At this moment, Pei Daotong in the sedan suddenly opened his eyes, and dots of lightning gathered in his eyes, as if surrounded by the supreme gods, reflecting the entire scene of the secluded street next to him:
A Qinghui Taoist wearing a black robe was walking slowly. He was holding a bamboo hat and bathing in the drizzle, as if he was enjoying nature.
One step, two steps, three steps, the world seems to be stretched infinitely, and both sides seem to suddenly become smaller.
Gathering real people! Nine Kings Xiao Kun was startled, frightened and worried.
"It's only one calamity..." Pei Daotong whispered, stretched out his right hand, and countless silver lights converged, condensing into a thunder arrow with simple patterns, a divine arrow with a real touch.
Just when he was about to shoot the thunder arrow, he saw Meng Qi smiling slightly, his expression calm and calm.
The sky suddenly became dark, and lead clouds gathered, as if they were about to overwhelm the capital. Countless silver-white lightnings merged into one, and struck down with a crash. The terrifying force isolated Pei Daotong and Meng Qi on both sides.
Boom!
The lightning exploded, and the silver light spread out like water, rushing towards Pei Daotong.
Meng Qi, who was suffering the punishment from heaven, took another step without realizing it.
Boom!
Another thunderbolt fell, gold and silver mixed together, and its power was even greater than before.
And in the rolling thunder ball, Meng Qi, who was wearing a clear black robe and wrapped in the electric light, stepped out, taking another step.
Boom!
The sky was furious, and five golden thunderbolts descended.
Xiao Kun was stunned and murmured to himself:
"Two tribulations...three tribulations...four tribulations..."
One step, one thunder disaster, one breath, one landing!
Pei Daotong looked at Meng Qi walking slowly towards him. Thunder and lightning were coming over him, and he felt as if his momentum had been taken away. The divine arrow in his hand could not be shot out.
At the end, the dark clouds seemed to have come to the surface, and the thunder turned into a sea, swinging in circles. The deeper you went, the more terrifying and abnormal it became.
The colorful sea of thunder slowly parted, and Meng Qi, carrying a bamboo hat, appeared not far from Pei Daotong.
He put on his hat and smiled slightly:
"The old Taoist has also lived for seven calamities."
Pei Daotong's eyes flashed, and with the help of his energy, the thunder arrow finally shot out and penetrated Meng Qi, but his figure slowly dissipated like a bubble.
If the aura of thunder hadn't still existed, what happened just now would have been like a dream.