12dz Chapter 108: The Chapter of Daoist Companions…
Chapter 108: The Chapter of Daoist Companions…
Two years have passed in the outside world, but sixteen years have passed in the secret realm.
Fearing to disturb Leng Huan's seclusion, Fu Xun went to a valley a thousand miles away to undergo his Nascent Soul tribulation.
He brought nothing but his sword. No matter how much he refined and tempered his spiritual power, he kept delaying, but now he had no choice but to undergo the tribulation.
The Nascent Soul Tribulation was massive and terrifying. His storage rings and other items could not withstand the tribulation. Only "All Gone" could accompany him through the tribulation. Having been tempered by lightning and fire, the sword became even sharper.
There were a total of seventy-two lightning bolts, which were scattered while simultaneously drawing lightning to temper the body. The sky over this area was completely black, sand and stones flew on the ground, thunderclouds formed vortexes in the sky, and lightning bolts as thick as buckets chased after people and struck them. For cultivators, passing the lightning tribulation was a hurdle, and countless people perished under the power of the Heavenly Dao.
...
After nine days, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the heavens bestowed golden rain, reviving spiritual energy and turning the barren ground green in an instant.
Fu Xun was slashed until he was charred and torn to shreds. His clothes were reduced to ashes and his flesh was a bloody mess. His sword was stuck in the ground next to him. The spiritual rain fell on him and quickly repaired his body. His bones turned white and his charred shell fell off, as if he had been reborn, revealing new flesh and blood.
Feeling the immense power coursing through his body, the figure, with disheveled hair and completely naked, drew his sword in the blink of an eye. In a few flashes, he was already four or five miles away, arriving at the temporary cave where he kept his belongings. He made a hand seal to cover himself with his clothes, and his aura was completely concealed, making him even more silent and invisible, like air.
With light steps as if walking on flat water, his hair fluttering, he slightly clenched his fists, and a special power within his body condensed and exploded. As the cave collapsed, Fu Xun was already several feet away outside the cave.
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Leng Huan opened his starry eyes, and in the blink of an eye, the misty rain in his mind transformed into a majestic snow-capped mountain.
Dark clouds had gathered outside the cave, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, indicating that a tribulation was imminent.
Her Golden Core tribulation, so many years overdue, has finally arrived!
Several years have passed since she touched the barrier, but she has been cultivating the Taiyin Profound Scroll, refining her spiritual power tens of thousands of times, yet she still refused to reach the Golden Core stage. Today, she has finally succeeded.
After thinking it over, she decided to take a storage bag full of supplies with her when she went through her tribulation. She had collected a whole bunch of things that were useful for cultivators during tribulations, such as lightning-attracting array plates and lightning-dividing array plates. However, external tools could only provide assistance; one still needed to be strong oneself to succeed.
Standing dozens of miles away from the snow-capped mountain, with the ominous clouds overhead, Leng Huan secretly prayed that heaven would stop her from having any more bad luck.
Logically speaking, all the holy races have accumulated merits. Guarding the Netherworld Abyss is no easy task. Will she, a member of the Hidden Race, be any luckier?
Listening to the faint rumble of thunder, and seeing the lightning brewing from the dark clouds, Leng Huan quickly set up an array plate, hoping to draw in and divide the lightning to help her share the power of the lightning strike. She only needed a tiny bit of lightning to refine and temper her body.
As the lightning tribulation descended, Leng Huan gritted her teeth. It was said that very few of her clansmen had perished under the lightning tribulation unless they had excessive inner demons. If she were to perish like this, it would be too shameful.
Using his profound energy, he transformed water into a giant cone, and with the aid of the formation, successfully extinguished the first bolt of lightning.
The second, the third... it got harder and harder as he went on. Leng Huan was numb all over from the electric shocks. After passing through several more, he finally managed to refine one bolt of lightning, but then the next one came... He was determined to get through it.
She was in a terrible state, her clothes were tattered, she was covered in dust, her hair was standing on end, and she smelled a burnt stench. She felt like she had been roasted duck.
"..."
The sensation was so intense and unpleasant that Leng Huan endured it, his body crackling and popping all over. He used his profound energy to refine the lightning, and in his dazed state, he actually felt that he was getting used to being struck by lightning!
By the time her robes had turned to ash, Leng Huan was charred black all over. Strangely, she knew that she was still alive!
She didn't know how many lightning bolts struck her, but she tried her best to hold on. Just as she was refining a lightning bolt and was struck so hard that blood spilled from her mouth, she suddenly felt the sky brighten!
The legendary golden rain fell all over her body, and like a newborn baby, her wounds were healed, and she was full of strength... but she felt a cool sensation.
Looking down, she saw she was completely naked. With a slight movement, the black scabs peeled off with a crackling sound. Having absorbed the descending spiritual energy, her physical body was fully restored, and her strength had increased significantly. She didn't care about things like lifespan, cultivation level, or doubled spiritual sense.
At this moment, all she wanted to do was buy a top-quality storage bracelet, the kind that's immune to lightning tribulations. Damn it, she had to run naked to a temporary cave several miles away to get her clothes, and she completely forgot about this.
Her long hair was disheveled, making her look like a wild woman. Just as she was thinking how lucky she was to be alone, a robe fell from the sky and draped over her. She turned her head and saw—
Fu Xun, dressed in a traditional Chinese robe, stood quietly to the side, his aura subdued.
Quack?
"Fu Xun, when did you arrive?" He instinctively gripped the black robe tightly.
I don't know how long he stared at her, but Leng Huan's lips twitched slightly. Putting aside her slight sense of shame, she looked up and stared directly at him. "Long time no see."
"Senior sister, it's been a long time."
"Ah."
silence---
The two stared at each other, unable to bear the atmosphere. Leng Huan simply nodded to him, gathered his strength, and lightly touched the ground with his bare feet, facing Fu Xun, and flew backwards towards the temporary cave. His outer robe fluttered in the wind, and his long hair was flying backwards.
Once Fu Xun's figure had shrunk to a tiny dot, she turned and flew straight away.
—It seems like everything has changed, yet nothing has changed. The two people still look the same, but some things have changed after all.
More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye. Tsk, so time seems to have passed yet not passed. It's no wonder she's petty; some memories are just too vivid. It's definitely better to part ways.
Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha, steadfastly uphold the path.
After finishing reading, Leng Huan let out a long sigh of relief, put on her own clothes, looked at Fu Xun's outer robe, folded it neatly, and checked her own belongings to make sure nothing was missing.
Upon going outside, Leng Huan saw Fu Xun standing far away outside the cave. He casually stepped forward and handed over a neatly arranged square outer robe, saying, "Thank you."
The atmosphere is a bit subtle.
Leng Huan carefully examined his expression. His aura was already unfathomable; he had reached the Nascent Soul stage. Was his mind clear yet?
Fu Xun seemed oblivious to the strange atmosphere, smiling and shaking his head to indicate that he was not being polite. He took the outer robe and put it on, saying, "Senior Sister, I can already faintly feel the suppression of the secret realm. The special restriction at the connection point with the outside world is in a remote place."
Leng Huan's eyes lit up: "Okay, let's hurry up and go find it, and try to get out as soon as possible."
Fu Xun chuckled: "Sure, but before that, there's something I need to do."
Leng Huan was taken aback: "Huh?"
Fu Xun is no longer the simple and easy-going person he once was.
Fu Xunli took a step closer, "Senior sister, when I confessed my feelings back then, you were so flustered that you didn't even have time to hear me finish."
He paused, then leaned close to Leng Huan's ear and whispered, "I wonder, Senior Sister, would you be willing to listen again now?"
Warm breaths brushed against her earlobes and the side of her neck.
In an instant, Leng Huan felt his scalp tingle! When he tried to back away, he found that Leng Huan was pressing on his shoulder with heavy force, and he couldn't move.
"you!"
Leng Huan regained his composure and focused his energy on unleashing his groin kick. They were too close; this was the only move he could use.
To everyone's surprise, Fu Xun teleported several meters away in the blink of an eye. Leng Huan gritted his teeth in anger, "So what if you can teleport!"
Fu Xun thought about it carefully for a moment, then nodded: "More or less."
Leng Huan took a deep breath: "Fu Xun! Didn't you say you'd take me out after you broke through?"
"I didn't say I wouldn't take you out, I just wanted you to answer a question." Fu Xun walked over as if taking a leisurely stroll.
"Then you have something to say, so say it quickly!" Leng Huan didn't want to waste any more time.
"...You haven't answered my question yet. Are you willing to listen again?" Fu Xun stared at her intently.
"What are you listening to? A confession?" Leng Huan glanced at Fu Xun, composed himself, and said, "Go ahead and tell me. I'm listening."
Fu Xun: "I loved you. You knew that back then, so why did you run away?"
Leng Huan remained silent for a few moments before saying, "...because I may have caused a huge disaster."
Fu Xun: ?
Leng Huan didn't quite remember what they had talked about at the time. "So, are you done asking?"
But she doesn't remember, while others remember it perfectly:
"Back then, we said we weren't together in a muddled way; at least it was my wishful thinking. Oh well."
He seemed to sigh, then suddenly leaned closer to Leng Huan, his voice quite resentful, "Senior sister, are you planning to use me and then throw me away?"
Leng Huan: "..." It seems that's indeed what he was thinking.
Seeing her speechless expression, Fu Xun smiled understandingly: "It seems so. But for someone like Senior Sister, this ambiguous relationship is unfair to you, so..."
"Senior sister, what kind of Daoist partner do you want?"
Leng Huan remained silent for a moment.
Long Aotian really likes her, so why is that? Doesn't she realize that she's likable?
Or rather, apart from her face, what about her resembles a woman?
However, assuming that Long Aotian was naive and deceived by her appearance, then why did he ask her this now...? Hmm, Leng Huan suddenly had a bold idea.
"As for a Daoist partner..." She stole a glance at Fu Xun's expression, her face showing a hint of shyness and a touch of longing:
"He must be upright, honest, gentle, and kind. He must be a very capable person who can accomplish great things. He must be a hero, and one day he will come to marry me riding on auspicious clouds."