AWB Chapter 127 The Supreme God Who Died Tragically Without Returning from the Tribulation 2
Chapter 127 The Supreme God Who Died Tragically Without Returning from the Tribulation 2
In the Heavenly Palace, the levels of cultivation are divided into goddess, immortal, god, and supreme god, with four stages: early, middle, late and peak. As for whether there are higher levels above the supreme god, they don't know either.
As for the title? The name plus the level of cultivation, such as the Water Goddess, the Qingyue Immortal, or the level conferred by the Heavenly Palace, such as Yuanjun, Xiaoshen, and the Venerable God is called Emperor.
Not to mention the elixir which is still at the stage of drinking bitter medicine soup, there is only one index of divine artifacts, which are divided into spiritual treasures, magic treasures, semi-divine artifacts, and divine artifacts. Xian An is the son chosen by Heaven.
She returned to Jiuxiao Palace on Mount Suihua and sat on Huaying Island where she came from. The quiet surroundings were just right for her to overcome the tribulation.
"Taoyao, I will close off Mount Suihua while I am going through the tribulation. You and Mulan will be in charge of everything."
"Don't worry, Your Highness. I will make it beautifully."
When leaving Huaying Island, my heart was filled with excitement, as His Highness was finally going to take that step, but in the blink of an eye, my face was filled with sadness.
She heard from Fairy Qingyue that many people in her clan had gone through the tribulation of love, but His Highness had never known about this. What should she do?
Feeling numb, he walked outside. Not far away, he met Mulan who came out of seclusion on a cloud. Oh, by the way, her true form is a peach blossom that does not bear fruit. Mulan is a beautiful orchid, and also a living being enlightened by His Highness.
As for her cultivation, she has even reached the middle stage of the upper immortal, which would be considered a minor master in other places. She is her personal servant, and Mulan is the housekeeper, and all the living beings in Suihua Mountain are under her charge.
"Master, I have made the contact. The thunderbolt later will not be too strong, otherwise it will damage the flowers and plants." Especially this thousand-year-old sacred ying tree, it is really beautiful.
The dark brown trunks and lush crowns are dotted with small blue and purple flowers, making them extremely beautiful.
No wonder the little flower fairy likes it, it likes it too.
"Well, stay away." It's not like she hasn't experienced thunder tribulation before? Release the restrictions in her body and swallow up all the spiritual power.
In an instant, Huaying Island was covered with thunder and dark clouds. Xian'an, who was in charge of the Heavenly Palace, appeared outside Huaying Island in an instant.
Terrifying thunder rolled over the sky above the suspended island, even stronger than the one he experienced back then. He calculated frantically with his fingers, no, Yuan Qing’s divine calamity could not have happened at this time.
But soon everyone who saw it rushed to Suihua Mountain. Except for a few people standing on Huaying Island, everyone else was stopped at the foot of the mountain. Taoyao and Mulan had worry in their eyes.
"Xian'an, do you think His Highness is so eager to achieve success?"
"His cultivation is very solid, how strange." He muttered.
"But in just a thousand years, there will be a great war between gods and demons. Will your highness' breakthrough affect the overall situation?" The Heavenly Emperor frowned.
The reason why he is called His Highness is because he is the reincarnation of an ancient god. Although his cultivation is insufficient, his status is noble.
The thunder roared down and presented a dazzling purple-gold color, while Jiuli, who was sitting cross-legged, had no emotion on his face.
Seeing the mighty thunderbolt falling on Jiuli, she seemed so weak and pitiful, as if she had just completed a mission.
"Master?" Ling Ling looked at it in disbelief. Was it a bit too much? This thunder tribulation looked so weak!
"Keep your eyes on the outside," and he drew lightning onto the dagger in his hand.
"Master, don't worry." Humph, who dares to attack? Just tell me and I'll beat him to death! Those who don't know what's good for them should die! ! ! !
The sky cleared up, spiritual rain fell, the vegetation on Huaying Island flourished, and the barrier opened to reveal the people standing outside watching.
When they saw the thunder stop and the rain fall, they instantly understood that the calamity was over. Those who were concerned about Suihua Mountain understood that unless this person returned to chaos, there would not be another master, except for his Taoist companion.
"Congratulations to Emperor Yuan Qing for successfully overcoming the tribulation."
Be sensible and bow. Well, there is one more mountain on your head.
"No need, come in and sit down?" He looked at a few people and asked.
"It would be disrespectful to refuse Yuan Qing's invitation," they looked at each other, and Xian An nodded, his tone calm and emotionless.
"Congratulations Yuan Qing for reaching the next level. I'd better ask for a glass of wine." Feng Luo sat down, his eyes smiling and full of the aura of a superior. His red robe became more charming and eye-catching.
"Congratulations." Tan Yue said in a dull voice and sat down.
With a wave of her wide sleeves, three plates of fruit instantly appeared on the table. The tea made from the jacaranda flowers was of the highest quality in both aura and taste.
They were chatting quite happily, and you couldn't imagine that the three people behind them would be love-minded and get entangled with the little flower fairy.
"Do you think there is a realm above the Venerable Yuan Qing?" Xian An was wearing a Buddhist bracelet. "How will this war end?"
"Father, Qingyue Immortal in Qinghua Realm, you may not know that he is proficient in divination, so it is very difficult to figure it out," Tan Yue wiped the sword.
"The forty-nine great ways, one of which is escape," he said slowly while drinking tea.
His expression flickered. How could he be dead? You know, this is the biggest supporter of the little flower demon. How can he not come back?
"Be prepared and make sure to hit the target with one strike," Feng Luo glanced at Tan Yue and said in a deep voice, "The tea is delicious, and the cakes are not bad either."
"I like to make you some steamed buns and Wannian Huaying tea, which can calm your mind and spirit." All three of them have it without bias.
"How can I do this?" He said as he quickly put his hands away.
They sat and talked, exchanged experiences, and the years passed without a trace. Nine rounds of tea were added to the table.
"I have gained a lot from this discussion. I need to go back and digest it. Come to my Taoist temple another day to sit, drink wine and talk tea." Feng Luo was the first to leave, bowed, and looked more casual.
"If there is still life to come back, that's all," Tan Yue looked at the sword in his hand, sighed, and walked away on the clouds.
"Who are you?" Xian An's face turned cold when he saw the two people leaving, and his eyes were sharp and cold.
He had seen that when Yuan Qing was born before, his origin was flawed. He was walking on the righteous path, and it was impossible for him to break through before the war!
Oh? He raised his eyebrows. Was he discovered? Or was he cheating?
"The emperor's name is Yuan Qing," he glanced at her, "Just because you haven't restored the origin doesn't mean I haven't, right?"
"Are you so sure that I can't enter the realm of the Supreme God?"
"Oh, take care of yourself." After saying this, his figure disappeared.
"Take care of yourself? It's not certain who needs to take care of themselves," he said in a dangerous tone as he put away the tea set on the table.
She was still waiting for the stitched little flower demon to come up, otherwise how could she take revenge? She stroked the dagger on her knee.
He successfully survived the thunder tribulation and absorbed the lightning. There was a faint consciousness in the dagger, but it was unfortunately erased later, and his eyes flickered.
"Mulan, you have a good relationship with the Hundred Flowers Clan?"
"Yes, I am from the Orchid Clan, and I have a high status."
"Keep an eye on the Heavenly Palace. You have just received Lingze, so go consolidate your cultivation," so that he can continue to work for her.
"I'll take my leave." Staring at the Heavenly Palace? She should give up thinking about it. This is also her innate talent. It's not difficult.
"Hmm," an ancient book suddenly appeared in his hand, and he flipped through it carefully. God? It is far more than the end of the road.
She was only proficient in magic, her body was so fragile, and she didn't even know her merits. How could she die when she should have lived well? How could the little flower demon have the courage to attack her?
The rotation of the sun and moon on Mount Suihua is blocked by the barrier, and the sacred Huaying tree is always in bloom but cannot change its shape.
Ling Ling officially entered the sight of the immortals, coming and going freely, heard a lot of gossip, and collected a lot of ownerless treasures.
Lying on the table with half-closed eyes, he shared the scene in front of him with other students, causing a burst of exclamations.
"The smoke is rising."