That fairy loves picking up trash

The news of the [-]th ascension of the famous Immortal Ling Guang from the Immortal Mountain in the Clouds quickly spread throughout the world of cultivating immortals like wings.

From the three fairy islands of Penglai, Yingzhou and Fangzhang, down to the hermits of cultivation in the deep mountains and old forests, all of them stopped to watch the 100-year grand scene.

It has only been half a year since Ling Guang Xianjun ascended back last time.Who would have thought that Ling Guang Xianjun would still have a chance to ascend again after suffering one hundred and seven tragic failures.

I saw that the legendary fairy mountain in the clouds, on a certain day, it was full of rays of light, and the golden auspicious clouds covered the entire sky above the head layer by layer.The rich and vast auspicious energy suddenly crashed into the clouds, and the sound of zizzing electricity could be faintly heard.

Suddenly, a large black hole was pierced at a height of 99 feet above the head, and a thunderbolt suddenly struck out from it. It seemed to have the power of a thousand pounds, and it hit a stone wall on the top of the fairy mountain in the cloud.

The gust of wind and the shower poured down in the endless darkness, covering the sky and the sun, endlessly, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world.

In a trance, I can vaguely see a figure standing on the top of the mountain, crumbling in the storm, but still standing tall.

Gu Wanchi held a seal formula in his hand, surrounded by a golden fairy barrier.His eyes were closed tightly, he was chanting words, and the movements of his hands changed back and forth.Accompanied by a deafening thunder, a thunder that spanned half the sky suddenly pierced through the clouds and struck down.His throat suddenly felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.The blood color faded from the handsome face.

But he only received two thunderbolts.If you want to successfully ascend to the immortal, you have to catch the remaining seven thunders, and you can successfully cross the catastrophe and become an immortal if you gather all nine.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many monks with profound Taoist cultivation have died under the nine thunderbolts that ascended to cross the catastrophe.Opportunities are rare, even if you have this opportunity, you may not be able to successfully overcome the catastrophe.But most of the people couldn't even catch the first thunder, so they ended up in a miserable end.For tens of thousands of years, only a few dozen monks have successfully overcome the catastrophe.

In the past thousand years, the number of people who have successfully crossed the catastrophe has been decreasing, and there is only one person, Shaohua Xianjun, who is the current head of Yunzhong.

As one of the two famous immortals in the cloud, Ling Guang's luck can be said to be unmatched by anyone in the past ten thousand years.It even broke the record for the most times of crossing tribulations in the history of cultivating immortals, and it is undoubtedly No. 1 in Xianmen.

Unexpectedly, God seems to have made a joke with him again, every time he crosses the catastrophe, he always fails to ascend due to various reasons.If you change someone else, at least your cultivation base will regress, and at worst you will be seriously injured, or even die.But this Immortal Ling Guang is different. Not only is he living well, but he is able to ascend to transcend tribulations one after another.This opportunity, this luck, is unmatched in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

Of course, none of the crossings were successful.

The more failures to cross the catastrophe, the more difficult it will be for the next ascension.Therefore, the immortal cultivators present only dared to watch from a distance. Although they didn't say it clearly, seeing how powerful the sky thunder was this time, they all speculated that Immortal Ling Guang would die here in all likelihood.So he silently withdrew hundreds of feet away, for fear of being affected by a little bit.

Gu Wanchi forcibly shouldered down the eight thunderbolts, the golden light around his body was so faint that it was almost transparent, and the spiritual power circulating in the golden core was almost exhausted.The light blue gown had already been wet by the rain, and the hair on the temples was wet and stuck to his face, making his lips even more pale.But the brows are clear and bright, and the eyes are like stars, which are extraordinarily bright in this violent wind and rain.

He tried a few times before he could barely draw out a trace of weak spiritual power.Light blue spiritual power circled between his index fingers, and this time, he chose to protect... his face.

Yes, he chose to cover his face without hesitation.

As the well-known Immortal Lord Ling Guang in the world of cultivating immortals, he not only has a high level of cultivation, but also has a handsome skin that crowns the world.Even if all the families of the Immortal Clan commented and criticized his actions, they couldn't deny his appearance.

"Ling Guang!"

A clear voice came from far away, from far to near, and quickly exploded in the ears.Gu Wanchi was shocked to hear this, and almost cried with joy, originally she had the mentality of mortal death, but who would have thought that a savior would come!

"Brother Sect Leader! Help me!"

Gu Wanchi stretched out his right hand to Tan Jian, who was rushing towards Yujian in the violent storm. Unexpectedly, this last thunder seemed to have a spirituality, sensing a strange aura.The ten thousand zhang sky thunder suddenly sprang out from the unfathomable hole, and the whole body was surrounded by terrifying thunder and lightning, making a burst of rumbling bangs, and the space was almost distorted.

Gu Wanchi's face was pale, and when he looked back in panic, he saw Tan Jian activating the magic circle, standing in front of him like a fairy.

In such a thunderous catastrophe, even the heroes of Kyushu and the geniuses of the sky will be wiped out in ashes and smoke.Only Shaohua Xianjun Tan Jian, the head of Yunzhong, dared to risk his life and came to rescue him.

Only the senior brother is willing.

"Brother-"

Gu Wanchi covered her chest, stood up reluctantly, wiped the blood dripping from her mouth, and said viciously: "Brother, get out of the way! I don't believe it, I even got through the first eight thunderstorms, and I know how to do it!" Can't stop the last one!"

"Don't be brave!"

Tan Jian frowned and closed his eyes.The snow-white robes were all wet by the shower, but they didn't look embarrassed at all, but showed a bit of coquettish wantonness.The wide sleeves caught the wind, and the strong wind made Gu Wanchi's cheeks ache.

"All inclusive!"

I saw that the originally dark abyss above the head was surrounded by a huge net woven by tens of thousands of golden lights, shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, but there were still a few strands of lightning coming out, making a terrifying sound of sizzling.

"Ling Guang, how are you doing?"

Tan Jian carefully avoided the thunder and lightning, turned sideways and pulled Gu Wanchi up.

"It's okay, it's really dangerous. I remember the first one hundred and seven thunder calamities, and they weren't so powerful!"

Gu Wanchi patted his chest with lingering fear, as if thinking of something, he shook his head with a wry smile: "It seems that I am destined to have no destiny with immortality, so I might as well die in the thunder calamity, so that my body and dao disappear and I'm clean anyway. It is worthy of my hard work all these years.”

"What did you say? It's good that you can withstand the eight thunders this time. Looking at your peers in the world of cultivating immortals, who can match you?"

Tan Jian is not exaggerating. Gu Wanchi has a very high level of comprehension. Whether it is cultivating mind or sword, he can learn faster than ordinary people.He himself is willing to work hard, he is a middle-level immortal at a young age, and he is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals.

It's just that for some reason, when Gu Wanchi came back from traveling in the mountains 200 years ago, his cultivation began to stagnate, so that the one hundred and eight times of crossing the tribulation ended in failure.

Tan Jian sighed secretly, and when he looked back, he saw that the thunderclouds had all dispersed and the sky was already bright, so he summoned the fairy sword and pulled Gu Wanchi back with his sword.

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