The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

"Can you please let me go?" Yu Mian knew that he couldn't escape this time, so he thought about attacking at least once or twice, trying to gradually gain the initiative.

"Heh~" Sheng Qing let out a cool laugh, with a hint of anger still lingering in his gentle eyes.

This guy is so bold that he even dares to ignore his wife. If he is not taught a lesson, won't he be unfaithful in the future, or even have an affair?

"Where is Mian'er's sincerity?" She raised Yu Mian's chin with her fingertips and gently lifted him up to look at her. The look from top to bottom was elegant and cold, like an emperor looking down on everyone.

He was negotiating with the little princess of his defeated country, demanding her land, wealth, and even everything she had, both physically and mentally.

Yu Mian's tailbone tightened and his scalp felt numb. He was shocked by such a look. He leaned forward to please her and took the initiative to kiss Sheng Qing's fingertips.

A light bite leaves a tooth mark.

"Everything I have..." She followed the snake's tone and offered everything she had.

It's as absurd as a dream, with no idea of ​​the sun and the moon.

It was not until Yu Mian felt a dull pain in his meridians that he turned over in bed, changed his clothes, and turned around to tell the people behind him where he was going, that he saw that Sheng Qing was no longer in bed.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit ship they were holding disappeared, and the two of them were ten thousand meters above the sky. The whistling wind blew away all the charming atmosphere.

"Shengqing, I seem to be on the verge of a breakthrough. Please wait for me for a moment." Yu Mian did not expect the breakthrough to come so soon. Before entering the Demon Realm, he estimated that it would take at least ten years to reach the threshold of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

After that, he encountered the blood demon beast along the way, and injured the weak demon general in six battles. Then, the seal that had been guarded for more than half a month was broken.

The combat experience accumulated during this period was high-intensity combat that many cultivators might not be able to achieve even after more than ten years. In addition, he was increasingly closely connected with the red inner elixir in his body, with the dual assistance of spiritual power feedback.

The barrier that seemed to be far away was actually touched after a double cultivation that lasted for an unknown period of time.

In an instant, a blessing came to Yu Mian, and he was unwilling to give up this opportunity. How many such opportunities can a cultivator have in his life?

She sat cross-legged in the clouds, letting the wind blow her messy hair away. All the spiritual power in her dantian condensed into a rope and touched the barrier that was close at hand.

Everyone sees something different when they break through. Some see a gate in the sky where a fish leaps over a dragon, some see a long staircase, and some see a new intersection.

In front of Yu Mian at this moment was a piece of transparent glass, which was invisible but could be touched. When he pressed his five fingers on it, he could feel the thickness of pressing on bulletproof glass.

After gathering his spiritual power and attacking with all his strength, he was knocked back and almost let go of the tail of the breakthrough that he had just grasped.

Yu Mian calmed down, pressed his five fingers against the door that belonged to him, tapped his forehead lightly on it, closed his eyes, and felt what he was still missing.

The Spirit Transformation Realm is the threshold to becoming a truly powerful person. Every 1,500 years, one will encounter a life and death catastrophe. Theoretically, one's lifespan can be infinitely long.

But in reality, most cultivators can easily pass the first tribulation, and every 1,500 years thereafter, it becomes increasingly difficult, resulting in the longest lifespan of a Divine Transformation cultivator to date being only 8,999 years old...

That is to say, overcoming five hurdles.

Yu Mian is now less than 35 years old, which is the time when he doesn’t have to worry about his life span.

What she needs is strength, she needs it most...

She searched for spiritual power again and again without success, but she had no intention of slacking off or giving up. The scenes of her journey flashed through her mind, and her wife always came to save her like a god.

And when she needed me, such as when the seal was broken, I almost lost it. That feeling of powerlessness was deeply rooted in my nerves, bothering me every moment.

If it weren't for Sheng Qing's unconditional, seamless, and extremely tight love, she might have felt inferior more than once, thinking that she was not worthy of him.

She didn't want to wait for help anymore, she wanted to be proactive, to be strong, to have someone to back her up...

A fierce look flashed across Yu Mian's eyes. She concentrated all her strength, gathered it at one point, and struck the upper right corner of the glass barrier that belonged to her.

click-

Spider-web-like cracks covered the entire glass, and the shackles that had been troubling her were completely released. She opened her eyes, which had been closed in meditation above the clouds, and a bright light burst out from them that was full of vigor and vitality.

Beside her, the woman who was protecting her had a smile on her face.

He happened to meet those eyes that revealed the youthful spirit, the ambition in them was not concealed at all, and there was a wild vitality that was able to take root and grow in any harsh environment, with the roots penetrating dozens of meters of sand and soil to absorb the resources of life.

"I'll continue when you come back..." Sheng Qing's lips were bright red and his tone was profound. After placing a kiss on Yu Mian's forehead, he turned and left.

Yu Mian's face flushed red, he stood there stiffly, touching his forehead.

The dot on top became increasingly red, exuding a strong scent of merit.

With that kiss just now, Sheng Qing had given himself a lot of merit...

Yu Mian pursed her lips. She was not going to use her merits to offset the thunder tribulation. These accumulated merits would not be wasted on breaking through to the Spirit Transformation stage. She had other plans.

Dark blue clouds loomed overhead, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles and directly obscuring a large area of ​​sea outside Tianmen Pass.

Seeing another wave of beasts coming below, she smiled lightly, flew towards the sea, and came to the front to meet the sea beasts head-on.

The cultivators who were originally in charge of this area retreated repeatedly, leaving a vacuum zone that belonged exclusively to Yu Mian and the beast tide.

The ink-thick clouds gradually grew thicker, as if they were brewing tremendous power to send away all the small fry that had entered the thunder catastrophe.

Before it started to strike Yu Mian, divine thunder fell on the edge of the sea, smashing a group of sea beasts to pieces, leaving no corpses behind, and the air was filled with coke smoke.

Yu Mian took out his spear, used the tip of the spear as a fuse, and pointed it straight to the sky.

"bring it on."

……

Beyond the hundreds of miles of thunder clouds, since Yu Mian alone shared hundreds of miles of sea line, there was some free space, and those monks who were watching had a rare opportunity to chat during the battle.

"Which junior sister is going through the thunder tribulation? Is this a breakthrough to the late stage of the Spiritualization?"

“No way! Although the clouds are extremely thick, it is faintly visible that it is blue lightning, which is not yet at the level of blue-purple lightning of the late stage of the Spiritualization.”

“With this momentum, I might not have been able to catch up when I broke through to the late stage.” A powerful air wave hit, sweeping away a group of sea beasts. The man raised his hand and looked into the distance, but still could not see the figure clearly.

From a bystander's perspective, the thunder was falling as densely as raindrops, as if it was busy cleaning up the monsters that had intruded into the thunder cloud.

When it realized that it had been fleeced by the monk, it became so angry that it increased its power a lot and chopped down hard at the small body.

[Supplementary Chapter - The Thunder Tribulation is Strange]

In the center of the thunder tribulation, Yu Mian couldn't even bleed. The wounds on his skin would be instantly burned into charcoal, turning into ugly black spots, crisscrossing his body.

The first physical sensation brought by this kind of wound is not pain, but rather a swelling, numbness and itchiness, because the thunder that rushes into the body mercilessly destroys the inside and stretches the wound.

Therefore, the outer scar becomes a protection.

Yu Mian clenched his teeth, grasped a strand of thunder dragon that was swirling around his fingertips with his five fingers, and clenched his fist.

Sure enough, it was still a bit of a stretch. The thunder tribulation of transformation into a god was too far away from that of foundation building and golden elixir. Let alone one percent, even if she could keep one thousandth, it would be a great achievement for her.

puff--

A mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and along with it a flash of lightning exploded, flowing down the corner of her mouth.

Yu Mian looked up at the sky in a daze. Something was wrong... Why was the thunder never ending?

Before she could think, the thunder continued to fall on her head, as if it would not stop until it struck her to death.

Yu Mian pulled the corners of his mouth, but ultimately failed to smile. His bright eyes were numb and straightened by the lightning, and he couldn't even see clearly what was in front of him.

The body hanging in the air seemed to be shaky, as if it would fall into the sea if blown by a strong wind.

Sheng Qing, who was watching from a distance all the time, frowned slightly, secretly tightened his fingers, and a dark color flashed across his eyes.

Could it be that God won’t allow me to sleep?

He felt a slight ache in his hands and wanted to take action, but he ended up crushing the magic formula that was about to take shape and stayed where he was to watch, not wanting to get too anxious and panic.

Looking up at the thunderclouds, the thick and dark color had no emotion at all, it just kept striking stubbornly.

The thunder tribulation had lasted for nearly an hour, and even the sea beasts had been almost eliminated. Many cultivators wiped their weapons and looked up at the center of the thundercloud.

"Why hasn't this thunder tribulation passed yet?"

"I don't know. I only suffered forty-nine lightning strikes that year, and it was over in half an hour."

"Hey, how many things has this junior sister suffered?"

"I haven't counted them. At this rate, there should be hundreds of them."

"As expected of you, you are the Taoist companion of Venerable Huai Ci. You are indeed gifted and powerful!"

There is no saying that the number of thunder tribulations in the world of immortal cultivation is accurately linked to one's talent. Because one has committed many evil deeds and has deep karma, the number of thunder tribulations will increase.

However, the chosen ones of heaven usually experience more thunder tribulations than ordinary cultivators. In private, the number of thunder tribulations has become an unspoken criterion for judgment.

Ning Yue was listening to the chatter around her, looking into the distance with worry in her eyes, and gripping the hilt of the sword unconsciously with some nervousness.

Senior Sister Yu must successfully survive the thunder tribulation.

After holding back the noisy Anjing Sword in his hand for a long time, he finally couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect to see a pure Yang Daoist body in this world."

"It's a pity. This is not the ancient times. Without the help of Tianyin Blood, she will die."

Ning Yue was originally very nervous and was about to interrupt the sword spirit to make it quiet down, but after hearing what it said, her eyes lit up.

"Tian Yin Blood? What does that mean?!" She knew what her physical condition was. She had been affected by it in her previous life. It was not until later that she consulted all the information in the world and found a way to suppress it.

After being reborn in this life, he found a temporarily suppressing elixir in the Spirit Fox Secret Realm, and by chance he obtained a magic ring, which completely calmed his physical condition.

Now when I hear the word "cloudy sky" again, I feel less disgusted and more grateful.

An Jingjian said, "The Pure Yang Dao Body is a first-class holy body for cultivation, but when the Yang is strong, it will decline. It happens to be noon now, which is the time of extreme Yang. Her aura will cause the Heavenly Dao to suppress and resist her."

"Because everything is about balance. Once the balance is broken, annihilation will come."

"So people with this kind of physique should choose to survive the thunder tribulation at midnight, preferably around the Zhongyuan Festival, to balance each other out."

"It's a pity...she chose the wrong time." In order to show that he was useful, An Jingjian said a lot of irrelevant things, which made Ning Yue angry.

"Let's get to the point. Is the Tianyin blood related to the Tianyin Holy Body? How can we help this time?!" She spoke in a rare serious and cold tone, and the anxious look on her face did not seem fake.

An Jingjian said hurriedly, "It's very simple. All we need is the blood of the Tianyin Saint Body monk to neutralize the Yang energy and move the thunderclouds away."

"But according to the concentration of spiritual energy in the lower realm, this kind of ancient holy body can only be produced once every thousand years. How is it possible that two people would live in the same era by such a coincidence?" It said with some regret, lamenting the departure of a genius.

But he saw that his sword master was impulsive and flew towards the thundercloud without any pause.

"Ah!! Sword Master! What are you doing?!" An Jingjian was frightened. Was he going to lose his Sword Master just after he was born?

There are very few people in this world who have the qualifications that meet your requirements, and it is such a rare commodity.

"Sword Master, the thunder tribulation cannot be interfered with!"

"Quiet..." Ning Yue glanced at the sword coldly, and then explained: "I am the Heavenly Yin Holy Body."

"Ah?" An Jing Sword was confused. It had already made a contract with Ning Yue, so how could it not know that the other party was the Tianyin Holy Body? Was it blocked by some magical weapon?

It's impossible. It's a divine sword. How could there be any magical weapon that can block its detection?

The next second, he was slapped in the face.

Ning Yue untied the ring on her hand, and the hidden aura was completely released. Her cultivation, which originally showed that she was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, instantly jumped two small levels to the late stage.

That cold face had a hint of charm, and the bags under the eyes were rosy, like the beauty of a peach.

The temperament of the whole body has undergone a drastic change.

Anjing Jian was shocked, Anjing Jian was numb, Anjing Jian was ecstatic!

Sometimes choice is more important than hard work. It’s not like you’ve found a treasure, it’s like you’ve been knocked unconscious by the treasure falling from the sky.

"Sword Master! You are simply the gift of my destiny! I have prayed to the heavens for tens of thousands of years, and it is worth it!"

Ning Yue pursed her lips helplessly. What else could she do except endure it with her sword?

The monks around her who saw her heading towards the thundercloud started to stop her, "Daoyou! You can't enter the thundercloud!"

"Junior sister! No!"

Ning Yue ignored it, she was confident that she could survive under the thunderclouds.

Unfortunately, the moment he stepped into the thunder tribulation, he was pulled away by a huge force and came to the border above the clouds.

Sheng Qing had a cold expression and a defensive look in his eyes. If he didn't know that the other person was the genius he had once chosen, the darling of heaven.

Her action would not just be to capture the person, but to kill him directly.

Anyone who dares to interfere with Mian'er's passage through the thunder tribulation will be killed.

"Why did you enter the thundercloud?" she asked coldly.

Ning Yue felt relieved instantly when she saw Venerable Huai Ci in front of her. What just happened was too fast and the murderous intent was as sharp as a needle. She thought that danger was coming.

"Venerable Huaici!"

"The sword in my hand said..." She narrated the whole story in the shortest way possible.

Sheng Qing raised his hand to take the magic sword hanging on her body and looked at it suspiciously, "Really?"