Chapter Fifty-Four Substitute for Calamity

  He condensed the Yuanyuan Lei Shen Fa Xiang in his chest, and Wang Qi was overjoyed. He called out to Wang Jun and said: "Good young master, you can take a look at this. This is the most skilled technique of our Lao Shan Sect!"

  "What kind of magic is this?"

  Wang Qi scratched his head and blew, saying: "This is the great master brother who has exerted his great magical power, with the mighty power of subduing dragons and tigers, it is the first of our Cengshan School's Thunder Method!"

  Xuan Kong Yun Qi Bu Gang, laughed and said: "Don't listen to your Shifu's nonsense." He deliberately showed off his skills in front of his disciples, with both feet crossed and sitting naturally, a clear breeze lifted him up into the air. Wang Jun was a young man with a simple heart, clapping his hands and saying: "Shifu is so amazing!"

  Wang Qi's eyes were slightly hot as he opened his mouth and said, "Just watch, there's more!"

  This heavenly tribulation is aimed at the individual, triggered by the power of one's own karma in the unpredictable great way. If during the tribulation, there are other fellow practitioners who insist on lending a hand to help, then the calamity can be alleviated.

  It's equivalent to superimposing the two people's karma, turning what was originally a one-part tribulation into a ten-part one.

  Even if the attacker's cultivation is a hundred times higher than that of the tribulation, they will still suffer some damage to their yuanqi. Unless it's a matter of life and death or intentional sabotage, no one would voluntarily participate in someone else's tribulation.

  Xuán Kōng would never intentionally frame the little fox, and with the little fox's current abilities, even ten of them tied together wouldn't be a match for Xuán Kōng, so there was no need to resort to such tactics.

  However, he has been thinking about how to help the two beautiful fairy flowers on the mountain pass through the three disasters of thunder, and there have been gains in recent days. It just so happens that using the little fox's thunder calamity to verify whether his own calculations are established is actually quite sinister.

  He stretched out his hand and pulled down his Taoist robe, virtually grasping a handful of aura from the little fox's meditation spot and slapping it onto his own robe.

  Wang Qi bit his fingernail and said, "It seems that things are not going well, Eldest Master has already taken off his clothes and is about to go into battle bare-chested."

  Xuan Kong heard the words, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood in anger. But for now, he couldn't extricate his hands or feet, so he thought to himself that he would go find Wang Qi again later. With fingers flying like lightning, he rapidly drew talismans on his Taoist robe, just as the ominous clouds outside the window grew denser.

  A powerful negative energy is stirring and surging, this is the embodiment of the three realms' karma in the Pangu world.

  Xuan Kong's expression didn't change, he pointed with his hand and suddenly that Taoist robe seemed like a living person.

  Floating in mid-air, shaking his collar, he stretched out a lazy waist.

  Still having some leisure time, he made a bow towards the void.

  Then shook his head and tail, lifted the hem of his robe, and flew out from the windowsill on a clear breeze.

  Wang Jun looked at Xuan Kong performing his magic, unaware of the situation. At this moment, he saw it and was also stunned. He pulled Wang Qi's clothes: "Master's Taoist robe, when did it also become a monster?" Wang Qi also made a sound, feeling strange in his heart, and hesitated to answer.

  Xuan Kong's internal force had just been reborn, and he had used this substitute to avoid the calamity. He couldn't help but feel a bit rough. He adjusted his breathing, hesitated for a moment, and then placed his hands on his Taoist robe, adding another layer of Cui Shan True Yuan.

  But it was a thought that flashed through his mind, among the countless cultivators of ancient and modern times, when crossing the tribulation, wasn't there one who could think of this substitute method?

  Xuán Kōng's mouth curled up slightly. If his guess was correct, the little fox's transformation tribulation should have already passed.

  They had gone through a lot that night in the guest war, and before they knew it, the red sun on the horizon had already risen. It was just that the light couldn't penetrate because of the dark cloud cover, but the people in this city were used to getting up with the sunrise and resting with the sunset.

  Unexpectedly, he didn't suspect a thing and was still snoring away, thus carelessly wasting the most precious morning light of the day.

  Only a few clever ones secretly calculated the time and felt that something was wrong, but seeing the lightning flashing in the dark clouds in the sky, they didn't dare to come out and investigate.

  The little fox sat in the corner of the wall, ignoring all external things. In her heart, she had already acknowledged Xu Kong. As for Xu Kong's help in crossing the tribulation, it was not unexpected to her. She only focused on extracting the last essence from the turtle treasure to cultivate herself without mentioning it.

  The dark clouds in the sky finally gathered to an extreme, and the layers of dark clouds suddenly rolled up rapidly. Nine white lightning bolts were hidden in the cloud layer, mixed with thunder and lightning, striking down from the center of the swirling storm cloud.

  Xuan Kong did not use any defensive means, and Wang Qi and Wang Jun trembled with fear in the face of this devastating aura, the two of them wailing and hugging each other, almost thinking that this calamity was coming for them.

  Xuan Kong was unflappable and fearless, with a sense of security in his heart. He focused his attention and looked up at the sky.

  As expected, the nine thunderbolts were originally intended to strike the small fox practicing in the guest house, but in mid-air, they sensed the Taoist robe with the small fox's aura attached by Xu Kong's spell, and without hesitation, they turned direction in mid-air and struck the robe.

  Xuán Kōng's Taoist robe was an object he always carried with him, and it had also been imbued with the Sleeve Inside Universe spell, so naturally it couldn't be broken by a small Transformation Thunderbolt.

  Nine Thunderbolts converged on Daopao's body and did not disperse, forming a dense electric net that trapped him inside.

  Xuán kōng bí jiān sǒng le sǒng, sì hū dōu wén dào le yī gǔ jiāo huì de wèi dào.

  Translation: The tip of the nose twitched, as if they had all smelled a burnt smell.

  Fortunately, he didn't underestimate it. His original plan was to attach the aura on Xiao Hu Li's body onto himself and then have Xuan Kong personally take action to break the Thunder Tribulation. He just didn't expect that even the most ordinary Thunder Tribulation would be so formidable, and if he stuck his head out, wouldn't he be struck into a black African?

  This was also something that Xuan Kong had not guessed: the little fox's origins were extraordinary, and the cultivation method she practiced was also a direct transmission of the Qingqiu Mountain lineage.

  Also obtained the Thousand-year Turtle Spirit's Eight Great Kings' treasure, although there were only a few left, but it was enough for Little Fox to break through the hundred-year barrier.

  So in the heavenly tribulation's response, it was a hundred years of demonic foxes getting the way, and they had to descend with 49 heavy thunders to test.

  This was the first wave of nine thunderbolts. Xuan Kong sensed his Taoist robe and found that it had not been damaged at all. Only then did he put down his mind, after passing through these nine thunderbolts, there were still twenty-seven left, and after enduring all these thunderbolts, the little fox's transformation tribulation was over.

  He was rejoicing at having narrowly escaped disaster when the thunder in the sky gradually turned into a deafening war drum.

  He didn't mishear, the rumble of thunder and the sound of war drums were still very different. Xuan Kong's whole body shook as he felt a massive pressure coming from the sky. The fluctuations in the Daoist robe's power chased all the way to his own body.

  "Found out again?" Xuan Kong stretched out his hand and pinched the necks of Wang Qi and his apprentice, putting them to sleep.

  He stepped on the wind and flew out of the inn.

  The thunderclouds that had been gathering in the air seemed to be forcibly sealed by some kind of power, only rolling and sinking in the dark clouds without falling. Xuán Kōng knew that a great god was intervening from above, just as he was about to speak, when suddenly a beam of light cut through time and space and landed on his body.

  This gaze is high and above, with unparalleled dignity and solemnity. Following the gaze upwards, a beautiful fairy emerges from the dark clouds, surrounded by a refreshing fragrance, yet her temperament is elegant and refined, evoking sympathy and love beyond words.

  The fairy stood on the cloud and lightly opened her vermilion lips, saying: "What kind of person are you, daring to use magic to disrupt the order of heaven and earth, disturbing the transformation of the heavenly calamity?"

  Xuan Kong only felt that the fairy's body had a violent fluctuation of magical power, apparently reaching its peak. In his heart, he secretly sighed: "Indeed, even if it is the most ordinary transformed heavenly thunder, there are still heavenly thunder department gods supervising in heaven, but I don't know which member of the Thunder Department this person is?"

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