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Chapter 275 Inner Demon Tribulation

"Who is going through the tribulation?" The monks who were chanting in the main hall noticed the change in the spiritual energy of the Bodhi Temple. They opened their eyes and looked towards the side courtyard.

"This is..." Kong Hui looked in that direction, turned his head and said to Kong Jue next to him:

"Brother Kongjue, it's those two fellow Taoists who are transcending the tribulation."

As he spoke, he looked at the dark clouds gathering from afar and said in surprise: "Golden Core Thunder Tribulation."

"Amitabha." The old monk Yuanying, who was sitting at the front, silently chanted the Buddha's name, then stood up and walked out first.

The little monks behind him followed one after another.

As soon as I went out, I saw a female cultivator in green flying from the side courtyard towards the back mountain.

The leading Nascent Soul monk waved his hand and a force pushed towards Ling Wanran.

Ling Wanran used the force to leap up and landed steadily on the top of a hill.

There are no green trees on the mountain behind, only huge brown rocks standing there.

Luo Shan sensed that the spiritual energy in the air became thinner, and opened his eyes from the white jade coffin.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense outside, he saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds and the golden elixir thunder tribulation had already taken shape.

Fellow Daoist Ling is going to survive a tribulation?

Luo Shan reacted, came out of the white jade coffin, and quickly left the room.

Looking into the distance, I saw Ling Wanran on a mountain peak, holding a sword in her hand, taking on the falling calamity cloud as thick as her arm.

"Why is this golden elixir thunder tribulation so powerful?" Kong Hui frowned. What did this female cultivator do to deserve such ruthless action from Heaven?

"This is already the eighth thunder of tribulation, and there is still one more." said the novice monk next to him.

"Amitabha." Kong Jue put his hands together and saw Luo San appear next to him:

"Fellow Daoist Luo, congratulations on breaking through to the middle stage of the Golden Core."

Kong Jue noticed the change in Luo San's aura at a glance, and said after a slight pause.

"Fellow Daoist Kongjue, which thunder tribulation is Fellow Daoist Ling facing?" Luo Shan didn't dare to probe his spiritual sense into the thundercloud, so he could only ask Kongjue.

"It's the eighth one. Fellow Daoist Ling only needs to get through the next and last one, and he will have successfully transcended the tribulation." Kong Jue answered truthfully.

"The eighth one?" Luo Shan compared the thunder tribulation he had experienced before and felt that Ling Wanran had no pressure in taking on this one.

At this moment, Ling Wanran's body had already been struck by lightning, leaving not a single piece of intact skin.

She used her sword to support herself in a panic, trying not to fall.

He looked up at the calamity clouds in the sky with cold eyes.

She will not fall down when the last thunder tribulation comes!

The expected pain did not come. Ling Wanran slowly opened her eyes and looked at the sky in confusion. The dark clouds had not dissipated.

"Ling Wanran, you have dual spiritual roots, yet you compare yourself with Fairy Gu? Why don't you look in the mirror!" A familiar voice sounded, and Ling Wanran felt her mind was in a mess, and a feeling of anger and jealousy surged in her heart.

“Fairy Gu is worthy of being the pride of the Wuji Sect. She has already comprehended the sword intent at such a young age.” In the secret realm, the female cultivator in white killed a monster with one sword, which drew praises from countless people.

The man beside him walked over quickly, and even though he saw the cold face of the female cultivator opposite him, he did not show any emotion.

"Junior sister, although the locust wood is an excellent material for carving formations, you are only a first-grade formation master. Why don't you let this second-grade formation master, Junior sister Gu Xian from Wuji Sect, take over?"

"Junior sister, I only treat you as my junior sister. The verbal marriage of the elders in the sect does not count."

"This female disciple of Qingyun Sect has gone astray, kill her now!"

"Junior sister, since you have gone astray, don't blame me for being cruel. If you are willing to give up your cultivation, I can spare your life."

The nagging voice rang in Ling Wanran's ears. Her eyes were filled with anger and she suddenly made a move, grabbing the man next to her by the neck.

"enough!"

"It's so noisy!"

She shouted coldly, then looked at the man holding the sword: "Who do you think you are? You want me to give up my cultivation."

After saying that, he used force to twist the opponent's neck and broke it, looking at those monks who claimed to be righteous and wanted to kill him.

"Exorcise demons and defend the Dao? Why don't you dare to go to the Demon Gate to defend your Dao? You are a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong. You are disgusting."

Ling Wanran showed disgust, and then looked at Gu Qingcheng who was as cold as ice and had murderous intent in her eyes not far away:

"Gu Qingcheng, come! Let's fight. Even if you have a high level of cultivation and good aptitude, I am not afraid of you."

Having said that, he leaped up and headed directly towards Gu Qingcheng.

Gu Qingcheng grabbed the sword in his hand and swung it lightly. A sword with white light fell heavily from the air.

Ling Wanran glared and rushed forward fiercely.

"Amitabha." Kongjue closed his eyes and recited scriptures silently.

Luo Shan, who was standing next to him, squinted his eyes and looked at the lightning, feeling it was very strange.

This thunderbolt could almost devour five Ling Wanrans, which shows how powerful it is.

"The inner demon calamity, Amitabha." The Yuanying Zhenjun in the front was silent for a moment.

It turned out to be a calamity caused by inner demons. Luo Shan raised his eyebrows and looked at the top of the mountain where a deep pit was created after the thunderbolt.

Ling Wanran lay in the pit, breathing weakly. After a while, she moved her fingers and touched the sword next to her that was already covered with cracks. Finally, she propped herself up and stood up.

She slowly raised her head, looked at the dark clouds in the sky, and smiled, "Come again."

As these words came out, the dark clouds dissipated, spiritual energy poured into her dantian, and a beam of golden light hit her body, repairing her physical injuries bit by bit.

In the Dantian, a golden elixir, as if newly born, was shining brightly.

Luo Shan looked over and didn't know if it was an illusion, but she actually saw a very light black mist above Fellow Daoist Ling's head being dispelled by golden light.

"clang--"

But at this moment, the bell in the Bodhi Temple rang. Ling Wanran slowly opened her eyes, looked inward at her dantian, and saw a golden elixir floating above it. She pursed her lips and smiled softly.

At this moment, the past has finally completely disappeared.

"Congratulations to the donor for successfully surviving the tribulation." When Yuanying Zhenjun saw that the thunder tribulation had passed, he removed the barrier he had set up.

"Thank you, Master." Ling Wanran said.

After saying this, she walked towards Fellow Daoist Luo, with more confidence and determination between her brows:

"Luoshan, thank you for your Bodhi seeds this time."

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Ling." Luo Shan said with a smile.

"Congratulations, I also want to congratulate Fellow Daoist Luo on his breakthrough again." Ling Wanran was also shocked when she realized that Luo San was already in the middle stage of the Golden Core, but she reacted quickly.

Fellow Daoist Luo has the Bodhi seed in his hand, so it is normal for him to break through again.

"By the way, how long has it been since I went into seclusion?"

Luo Shan was choked by Ling Wanran's question, and then looked at Kong Jue beside him.

"My two fellow Taoists, two and a half years have passed." Kong Jue replied.

"It's been two and a half years..." Ling Wanran was surprised:

"Then the Fairyland will open in half a year, so when will you set out?"

"No rush. It only takes two months to travel from Ningyuan by teleportation array to the place where the fairyland is opened." Kong Jue said, looking at the two of them:

"When the time comes, I will inform you two Taoist friends in time."