Chapter 23: Shattering the Pill to Become an Infant

Spring passed and autumn came, and ten years passed in a flash.

On this day, Fang Yu stood hundreds of miles away in the bamboo forest.

Dark clouds filled the sky.

Lightning and thunder.

Looking at the lightning in the sky, Fang Yu's eyes were indifferent.

Breaking through the Nascent Soul requires experiencing thunder tribulation.

Using the power of thunder tribulation, the golden elixir was broken into pieces and transformed into Nascent Soul.

This is extremely dangerous. If you can't survive it, you will die.

Su Xiaoxiao in the distance looked at Fang Yu in the sky, her eyes full of worry.

"Brother, do you think Master can successfully survive the thunder tribulation?"

At this moment, the power of heaven and earth was too strong, making Su Xiaoxiao feel depressed.

Ye Junlan looked at Fang Yu and nodded affirmatively.

"It must be no problem, Master is so strong."

Ye Junlan thought of the first time he met Fang Yu, when Fang Yu was still a qi-refining monk in his twilight years.

Only a dozen years ago, Fang Yu was already going through the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation.

This also strengthened Ye Junlan's thoughts.

Fang Yu must have an unknown past, maybe he was rebuilt by some big shot.

Just thinking about it.

The catastrophe has begun.

A thunder calamity as thick as a bucket fell from the calamity cloud.

It fell on Fang Yu.

Then, thunder tribulations fell one after another.

In the blink of an eye, there were three thunder tribulations.

Fang Yu took the first three steps with force.

Until the fourth lane.

Fang Yu drew his sword.

A sword was swung out.

Thunder Tribulation shattered.

Ye Junlan and Su Xiaoxiao, who were watching from a distance, could not believe it.

Especially Ye Junlan, he is panicking now. He is currently in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but he clearly senses that with his strength, even the first thunder tribulation will be difficult for him to survive.

But it's not over yet.

The fifth track falls.

Ye Junlan looked at him and said in a deep voice:

"The Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation usually only has four thunder tribulations, but those with a natural talent for monsters will have five to seven thunder tribulations."

This is what Ye Junlan saw in ancient books.

Su Xiaoxiao on the side looked at Fang Yu in the field and couldn't help but say:

"Then Master must be in the seventh level of thunder calamity."

Ye Junlan didn't refute, he thought so too, because Fang Yu was too strong.

Soon, the seventh level of thunder tribulation passed.

But the calamity clouds in the sky have not dissipated.

Su Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

"Senior brother, what's going on? Why hasn't Master's lightning disaster dissipated yet?"

Ye Junlan's eyes narrowed and he didn't answer.

Ancient books do not say that the Nascent Soul will encounter thunder disasters above the seventh level.

Fang Yu, who was in the center of Jie Yun, was looking at Jie Yun with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

Logically speaking, the seventh level is already the limit.

Could it be that he has more thunder disasters?

The thunder disaster in the sky did not fall immediately.

The calamity cloud is turning red.

From the calamity cloud, Fang Yu felt a hint of danger.

He immediately took the elixir to adjust his condition.

The previous seven thunder tribulations did not cause any harm to him.

But now the eighth thunder tribulation gave him a bad feeling.

After waiting for a stick of incense, the calamity cloud in the sky was finally brewing. The size of the calamity cloud was more than twice as big as before. Moreover, the calamity cloud was blood red all over and looked extremely strange.

Finally, a bloody thunderstorm fell and submerged Fang Yu.

"Master!"

Su Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

Ye Junlan on the side also frowned.

With such a terrifying power, I am afraid that even a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage may not be able to withstand it.

After this thunder calamity fell, the calamity clouds in the sky immediately dissipated.

A big pit appeared in the center of the calamity cloud.

Ye Junlan and Su Xiaoxiao rushed over immediately.

"Master!"

Tears were about to overflow from Su Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Because there is nothing at the bottom of the pit.

"Master has been struck by lightning!"

Su Xiaoxiao cried and shouted.

The sound was miserable.

Ye Junlan also looked ugly.

He couldn't believe that his master would be struck to death by lightning.

After a while, when Su Xiaoxiao sobbed, a figure appeared in front of them.

It was Fang Yu.

"Why are you crying? Your master, I am not dead yet."

"Master!"

Su Xiaoxiao shouted in surprise.

Fang Yu nodded lightly.

After giving an explanation, he quickly went back to retreat.

Back in the bamboo forest, Fang Yu felt the injuries inside his body and a incomplete red rune.

There was some realization in his mind.

The last one is no longer the category of heavenly calamity, but heavenly punishment.

The punishment of heaven and earth for those who go too far against heaven.

Feeling the injury inside his body, Fang Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Fortunately, in the past ten years, through teaching Ye Junlan swordsmanship, he has obtained a magical power, which can be repaid a hundred times.

The last sword cut off most of the locks of the Heavenly Punishment. In the end, not all of the Heavenly Punishment actually fell on him, and the land around him also suffered a lot for him.

Otherwise, he might have been seriously injured, instead of being injured as seriously as he is now.

Then, Fang Yu felt the Nascent Soul in his body.

It's like a little baby.

After the Nascent Soul left the body, Fang Yu looked at himself sitting cross-legged on the futon, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Controlling Yuanying, Fang Yu shuttled through the bamboo forest. He felt that he seemed to have a closer connection with heaven and earth.

There is an indescribable feeling.

An hour after the Nascent Soul emerged from the body, Fang Yu felt a little tired, so he returned to his body.

Opening his eyes, Fang Yu looked at the palm of his hand, feeling the power in his body, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

Ancient books say that if the Nascent Soul leaves the body for more than one stick of incense during the Nascent Soul stage, it will cause damage to the Nascent Soul.

But he was a little tired after wandering around for an hour.

This shows that his Nascent Soul strength is far beyond that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

After the verification, Fang Yu calmed down to consolidate his cultivation.

In a purple bamboo forest in the southern wilderness, an old man's eyes condensed.

He took out a compass from his arms, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"There's news about Xiaoxiao."

A white-bearded old man next to him said:

"Why don't you go quickly? It's been more than ten years. You asked her to come to learn from you when she was so young. Are you crazy?"

The old man didn't get angry when he heard his old friend say this. He just touched his head and said:

"I was thinking at the time that I gave the child a teleportation talisman, and she had a life-saving item on her body. As long as it was triggered, I could get there immediately. Who knew that she would lose the news after she left."

"Then go quickly. For more than ten years, maybe she was trapped in a secret realm. How many years have been wasted and delayed in cultivation. Some disciples of the same age as Xiaoxiao have already started to prepare for foundation building."

The white-bearded old man couldn't help but complain a few words.

Then the two held the Bagua plate and quickly flew in one direction according to the instructions on it.