Chapter 135: The Secret of Heavenly Tribulation, Understanding the Power of the Heart

Standing in the void, the second soul looked up into the deeper depths of the calamity cloud.

There was a small path revealed, covered by chaotic thunder fog.

The stars turned into stairs, connecting to unknown areas.

The faint breath that leaked out made the second soul feel creepy.

The immortal soul trembled.

His spiritual sense told him that it was not something he could touch right now.

He has always trusted his intuition.

So he split out into an incarnation.

This incarnation is very weak and does not even contain a trace of his soul.

It is entirely created by celestial power and a wisp of divine consciousness through secret techniques.

You can pass on everything you see to him.

By the way, after surviving the thunder tribulation, his immortal body was upgraded from that of an earthly immortal to that of a celestial immortal, and his purple mansion also turned into a golden elixir.

The earthly immortal energy he possessed was directly upgraded to the celestial immortal power.

It can be said that except for not having experienced the calamity of the inner demon, he is not much different from a celestial being at this time.

The incarnation flew quickly to the side of the trail.

Then he climbed up the Star Trail in a few steps.

His speed was very fast, and the Star Path had only a few levels, only ninety-nine.

But when he crossed the thirty-third step, the figure of the second soul below disappeared.

There were only endless calamity clouds all around.

When he stepped over the sixty-sixth step, the calamity clouds around him began to dissipate and auspicious clouds began to appear.

The higher you go, the more auspicious clouds you see, and occasionally even mythical cranes fly by.

Soon, he stepped onto the 99th step of the Star Stairs.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The original peaceful scene disappeared in an instant, and an endless sea of ​​thunder roared in the depths of the dilapidated hall in front of him.

There are dilapidated ruins, collapsed fairy palaces, and incomplete fairy palaces everywhere.

Tushita Palace!
Tianhe Navy Camp!

Heavenly Prison!

Peach Garden!
Temple of Thunder!

The Palace of the God of Justice!
Suddenly, the incarnation's hair stood up.

A voice appeared in his ears.

"Kid, this is not a place you can come to now, go back!"

When he turned around and looked towards the source of the sound, he saw only a white-haired old man waving a whisk.

The next moment, he felt the world spinning around him.

Then he appeared next to the second soul.

……

After the incarnation ascended the Starry Path, a divine thunder appeared again in the calamity cloud.

However, this time the divine thunder was no longer a heavenly calamity that would kill him.

This divine thunder contains infinite vitality and immortal energy.

It has a more powerful force of the Tao.

While quickly repairing the second soul's body and replenishing the consumption, this divine thunder was also transforming his body.

This is pushing his immortal body to transform into a celestial immortal body.

Just when he finished this process, the incarnation that was separated before appeared beside him out of thin air.

After receiving the incarnation's memories, the second soul and Wang Miao were silent.

The old man with a white beard, who looks like an immortal, likes to use floating dust...

Tushita Palace, Lingxiao Palace, Pantao Garden, Tianhe Navy Camp...

This must be the heaven among the three realms!
And that old man must be Laojun or Taibai Jinxing!
It’s not Wang Miao’s fault for thinking this way, it’s just such a coincidence.

And if it is really the heaven he guessed, then these two are the only ones who fit the old man's description.

As for why it is the Heavenly Palace in the Heaven Realm, and not the Heavenly Palace in the Perfect World...

All I can say is that the Tushita Palace, Pantao Garden, Tianhe Navy, etc., these special palaces and gardens, can’t be the same in Perfect World!

As for why it is not the heaven in the prehistoric world.

He has never come into contact with anything related to the prehistoric times, so how could that have anything to do with him?

……

As for the words that were not sure whether they were said by Laojun or Taibai Jinxing, he roughly understood them.

I can't go there because I don't have enough strength or the time is wrong.

But this also proved that his intuition was correct.

But whether it was right or wrong, it was not something he should worry about now.

Therefore, he postponed all memories about the Heaven Palace and hid them in the deepest part of his memory.

Then he landed on a mountain in an uninhabited area.

The three disasters of wind, fire and thunder have passed, and the next one is the final disaster of the inner demon.

This calamity will force the cultivator to face his own inner demons.

Once you are unable to escape, the inner demon will take advantage of the opportunity and enter your body, occupying it.

In the end, he died and his soul disappeared.

What is the second soul, or Wang Miao’s inner demon?

To be honest, he didn't know either.

suddenly.

An invisible wave swept through the second soul.

He only felt himself in a trance, and then he lost contact with his original body and other Taoist bodies.

……

Mufu City.

There are three major families in the city, namely the Shi, Ye and Xiao families.

There are countless powerful people in their family, and there is even an ancestor in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

On this day, a shocking news suddenly came out in Mufu City.

For unknown reasons, the third young master of the Xiao family has lost half of his cultivation.

Overnight, he became a useless person with only 300 kilograms of strength.

When this news came out, countless people still didn't believe it.

Everyone knows that Xiao Yan, the third young master of the Xiao family, has been practicing since he was three years old, possessed a strength of ten thousand pounds at the age of five, and just after he turned ten, he possessed a supernatural power of eighty thousand pounds. He is a child of destiny.

Rumor has it that he had opened up a cave heaven half a year ago, and it was three cave heavens at a time. The head of the Xiao family held a grand banquet for this, saying that his son had the qualities to be a Venerable!
But no matter whether they believed it or not, from that day on, the third young master of the Xiao family rarely appeared in public.

Gradually, people began to believe it.

The residence of Xiao Yan of the Xiao family.

Xiao Yan... should be said to be the second soul, but his consciousness was obscured by the inner demon calamity, and everything can only be done by relying on his subconscious mind.

In the room, Xiao Yan showed an ugly look.

"Damn, damn!"

"My divine power, my cave, how could this happen!"

He hissed under his breath, confused as to why this was happening.

But if it's just a drop in realm, then it's nothing.

At worst, he can just rebuild it.

But why!
Why would the energy and spirit he cultivated automatically dissipate?

Is there something wrong with his body?

Someone tried to harm him?

he does not know.

His father had already asked the best doctors and the strongest people in the clan to examine him, but they found nothing.

Damn it, is this all I have to do from now on?
Xiao Yan felt unwilling.

But there was nothing he could do.

Others can give up on him, but he cannot give up on himself.

So, day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year...

This painful practice lasted for three years.

On this day, the clan conducted its annual assessment.

Those tribesmen whom he had never taken seriously in the past were now surpassing him one by one.

Only he remained where he was, without any progress.

Moreover, the looks they gave Xiao Yan were full of mockery and provocation.

Some even spit directly on the ground.

Wanted to humiliate him.

The tribe members ignored and mocked him, and the elders hated him.

Only his father still cared about him as always.

Suddenly one day, his father found him.

He wanted Xiao Yan to give up.

It's been three years, and it will still be like this.

Even if another three years pass, or another three years pass.

But Xiao Yan didn't want to admit defeat.

He felt that there would always be a day when he could turn things around.

The father had no choice but to do as before.

Fortunately, a son who has just entered the Blood Moving Realm does not consume many resources.

So I just let him go.

Normally, at this point in the plot, Xiao Yan should be welcoming his grandfather.

But this is not a novel.

Three years, three years again, three years again, three years again, three years again, and three years again…

In the blink of an eye, nearly twenty years have passed.

Xiao Yan is still the same, only three hundred pounds.

Those tribesmen who had bullied him in the past have become the pillars of the tribe and are in charge of the tribe’s business.

Only he is still the same.

In recent years, even his father has rarely come to his yard.

Now he is focusing his energy on educating his eldest and second brothers' children.

But he didn't hate his father.

He knew it was the right choice.

Human feelings are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold.

He has experienced enough over the years.

But he was unwilling to accept it. He didn't believe that this would be his ending.

He also wanted to leave Mufu City and venture out to the center of the continent!

Time passes again.

One year or two years.

Three to five years.

Ten or twenty years...

In a blink of an eye, he had turned into a white-haired old man.

But the reason why he couldn't practice was still not found.

Still only has 300 kilograms of strength.

Not even as good as the newborn babies in the tribe.

At this moment, the youthful drive in his eyes was gone.

The eyes are calm.

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Xiao Yan practiced as usual.

After decades of practice, he has already mastered this process by heart.

Just when he finished his practice and thought he was still the same as before, with no gains.

Suddenly he felt his strength increase.

Although it only strengthened slightly.

But decades of time have already allowed him to control his power to the extreme.

That's why he could feel it so easily when a little bit of strength was added.

I knew it, I knew there was a chance!
Xiao Yan clenched his fists excitedly, bit his lips and teeth, and his whole body was shaking.

Power!
Is he finally going to find his talent again?
The huge surprise made him not know how to express it and he gasped for breath.

His eyes were full of surprise.

Find your father and tell him the good news!
The first thing he thought of was his father who had long since retired as patriarch.

However, when he stood up suddenly, his heart suddenly stopped beating. A breath was stuck in his trachea, unable to inhale or exhale.

Is this death?

The last thought made him assess his situation.

Maybe this can be considered an ending!
It’s just that I haven’t seen the scenery outside Mufu City, and haven’t experienced the beauty of this world…

Collapsing on the ground, his eyes dimmed and lost focus.

The world was going dark before his eyes.

I’m really going to die!

What a pity, my life...

If there is an afterlife, I must go out and see this beautiful world.

……

Demon Realm, in a small mountain village.

The originally peaceful little mountain village suddenly became turbulent.

The villagers were running around, screaming from time to time.

Behind them, the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, dressed in blood-stained robes, continued to slaughter the villagers.

A boy of about sixteen or seventeen was hiding in a tree hole holding his sister.

The cries of the villagers before their death kept coming to my ears.

They were trembling all over and dared not make a sound.

The little girl's tears kept flowing and her body twitched.

He hugged his brother tightly, obviously very scared.

"Brother, we're going to be fine, right?"

She asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the brother pretended to be calm, touched his sister's hair and hummed.

Then he hugged his sister tightly.

The wailing in the village gradually disappeared.

There was dead silence all around, not a single sound.

Seeing this, the young man leaned his head out slightly, wanting to see more of the scene.

But the next moment, his hair stood on end and he was sweating all over.

Outside the tree hole, a Blood Demon Sect disciple wearing a blood-red robe was looking at him with a grim smile on his face.

His eyes collided directly with the other person's.

Dead!
He just felt his mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything.

puff!
He just felt a sharp pain in his chest and his strength began to drain away.

He looked down blankly.

He discovered that it was a long sword that pierced through the tree and stabbed into his chest.

And in his arms, he was holding his sister.

My sister, who had been twitching slightly, was now completely motionless.

He didn't know whether it was his hands that were getting colder or his sister's body that was getting colder.

Black mosquitoes appeared before my eyes, flying around, so annoying.

His breathing became shallow and everything in front of his eyes went dark.

The last feeling I had was that someone seemed to pull my body out of the tree hole.

……

In the city's high-rise buildings.

The leader took the young people's plan and kept speaking well of it.

I heard the young man clench his fists behind his back.

But thinking about my mortgage and car loan, I had no choice but to let it go.

He smiled at his leader and assured him that he would do a good job.

Unexpectedly, the leader reached out and patted him lightly on the face twice.

Said:

"No thanks, you're fired!"

……

In the ancient palace.

The maid was being caned.

The blood soaked through the clothes.

But she dared not move.

She knew that the last maid who dodged was beaten to death by Concubine Shu.

……

In the countryside fields.

The tenant farmers begged the landlord to forgive this year's rent.

But it was rejected outright.

Later, the landlord's servants kidnapped his beautiful daughter.

In fact, the tenant farmers in this area had a good harvest this year, and it was a bumper year.

But the yield from his fields was less than half of that from inferior fields.

He knew why.

……

In the Nine Heavens Palace.

The Supreme Being sits high on the throne.

The divine power is overwhelming and the command is powerful.

Below, countless gods and demons bowed their heads, and they had countless beautiful wives and concubines.

He practiced for three million years, experienced countless battles, and killed thousands of enemies.

He is the strongest person in this world.

……

In the brothel.

A woman in plain clothes was tied up.

Next to her sat a fat and wealthy old man.

She was abducted here today.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape and his innocence was about to be lost.

A line of tears flowed from her eyes.

Feeling the big hands constantly touching my body.

She made up her mind and slammed hard on the edge of the bed.

Blood flowed.

……

The consciousness of the second soul reincarnates from life to life, experiencing various events.

There are mortals who only live to the age of forty, there are financial elites who dominate the stock market, there are monks who kill powerful enemies in the sky, and there are emperors who have spared no effort to ascend to the throne.

There is also a woman who committed suicide by hitting her head against the wall to protect her innocence, there are migrant workers who struggle to make a living, there are innocent teenagers who were slaughtered, and there is a genius monk who was betrayed by his fiancée.

There are also scholars who work hard for the people, and even more miserable people who become demons for revenge...

Until this day.

The middle-aged man looked at the iron sword stabbing at him without dodging at all.

There was no fear in his eyes, instead he entered the water calmly.

It's so calm that it's scary.

Finally, the gangsters felt frightened by his stare.

A sword pierced the middle-aged man's chest.

For a time, blood flowed freely.

However, even so, the middle-aged man's eyes remained unchanged.

He watched all this calmly, without a single ripple in his mood.

hum!
A light red power surged out from between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

Countless memories flashed through his eyes.

Finally become determined.

His appearance also changed from a middle-aged man to that of his second soul.

He looked at the time and space around him that seemed to be frozen, and a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes.

He actually realized the power of the mind after hundreds of reincarnations of the inner demon calamity.

Moreover, he directly skipped the entry level and reached the Bingxin level.

Add to that the memories and experiences of hundreds of reincarnations.

He felt that after he absorbed all these gains, his mental strength would be further improved.

As he realized his mental power, he was able to overcome his inner tribulation.

When he opened his eyes again, he was still sitting on the top of the mountain.

hum!
The immortal golden elixir was officially formed and possessed magical powers.

Although it is not as serious as "Once I swallow a golden elixir, my life will be in my own hands"!
But it's not the same.

After the Heavenly Immortal Golden Elixir completely replaced the Innate Yin-Yang Chaos Pearl and became the core of his life.

The second soul discovered that his lifespan had been extended indefinitely.

There is no sense of end at all.

It seems that he can live as long as the heaven, earth and universe.

As long as the universe does not collapse, life will not stop.

Moreover, he could clearly feel that he was completely different from the person he was before he transcended the tribulation.

Although both earthly immortals and celestial immortals are immortals.

But the essence is different.

The lifespan of celestial immortals is endless, while that of earthly immortals is at most a few million years.

Moreover, after achieving the status of a celestial being, no matter the strength or anything else, they are no longer the same as before.

In the same Dao realm, the power of heaven and earth that he can control and mobilize is hundreds of times more than when he was a Return to the Void Earth Immortal.

His perception is even sharper.

From afar, one could sense that a powerful monk was approaching.

It is not appropriate for him to reveal his strength at this moment.

So he took a step forward, broke through the void and left here.

The monks arrived more than ten minutes after he left.

Looking at the deserted no-man's land, they couldn't help feeling annoyed.

I regret why I didn’t go faster!

That way he would be able to gain the favor and guidance of the powerful.

……

The second soul returned to Tianxian Academy.

To the outside world, he is still just a god.

However, I have more time to comprehend the Thousand Bodies Holy Scripture.

As for cultivating the ability of clones, he had thought about which type he should practice.

To him, they are actually the Eighteen Gods and Demons of Tao Wu, or the Thirty-two Avatars of Shen Hu, or the Thousand Bodies Holy Scripture.

There is not much difference between these.

As long as the system is there, he will definitely not die.

What he needs to consider now is the effect of the clone on him.

If we say eighteen, would twelve clones be enough?
That's certainly enough.

But there certainly weren't a thousand to shock the enemy.

Moreover, after practicing the Thousand Bodies Holy Scripture to the third level, one can gather and disperse at will.

The most important thing is that it can enhance your strength. The divine power and divine body alone can enable you to kill enemies of higher levels.

The gods of heaven can kill the true gods, the true gods can kill the ancestral gods, the ancestral gods can kill the world gods, the world gods can kill the Dao Lord...

And think about it again.

With his current talent, the overlap would be amplified a thousand times!
Then what great magical power can’t he comprehend!

Becoming an Immortal King in five hundred years is not a dream!

what!
The picture was so beautiful that he dared not think about it.

Or, when fighting a powerful enemy, a thousand Wang Miao with exactly the same strength and aura suddenly appear.

Siege?

What I, Wang Miao, fear least is being besieged!

Tell me, do you want the five of you to beat up a thousand of me, or do you want a thousand of me to beat up the five of you?
Oh, this picture is even more beautiful!
The most important thing is that as the fighting went on, Wang Miao’s performance became amazing.

Who is this to reason with!

(End of this chapter)