In the Dharma-Ending Age, passing through tribulation is a very serious matter, which is about suicide.

In the True Spirit Continent, practitioners are divided into seven levels according to the height of the Dantian Spirit Pressure.

Practice Qi.

Foundation building.

Golden elixir.

Nascent Soul.

Distracted.

Combination.

Mahayana.

Going further up, you will be over the tribulation and ascend to immortality...

Before the Dharma-Ending Age, there were some differences between the early stage, middle stage, late stage and peak stage in each state, and even some great perfection, half-step Nascent Soul, which was so terrifying.

After the Dharma-Ending Age, the spiritual veins mutated and the spiritual energy was thin. There was no specific subdivision between realms. Instead, by sealing the Dantian, it was always maintained in the early stage of spiritual pressure, reducing spiritual consumption, and only when encountering danger was encountered, it was urgently unsealed and a higher spiritual pressure burst out.

Before the Dharma-Ending Age, after the Mahayana is perfected, you can overcome the tribulation and ascend to immortality.

After the Dharma-Ending Age, the legendary gate of the Immortal Realm disappeared, and most of those who passed the tribulation died in the Feathered Thunder Tribulation. A very small number of those who failed to pass the tribulation were seriously injured and disabled until now.

To this day, there are only nine Mahayana monks left in the True Spirit Continent.

Personal name—

The Nine Stars of the Dao Alliance!

The name is very majestic, but to this day, the Dharma-Ending Age is irreversible. Everyone understands that the Nine Stars of the Dao Alliance are already the last afterglow of the cultivator.

Five thousand years ago, the last nine Mahayana agreed not to try to overcome the tribulation, but to join forces with all the sects in the cultivation world to form a Taoist alliance to fight against the invasion of the underworld, to fully investigate the reasons for the emergence of the Dharma-Ending Age, and to find a lasting path to practice.

The head of Zongzhishan, Qianjunzi, is one of the nine stars of the Taoist alliance and one of the only nine Mahayana monks left in the world.

Long live Qianjunzi, who was over 10 years old, was seriously injured in the last battle to kill the Ming Dynasty, and has been in seclusion for most of the past thousand years.

In this state, overcoming a tribulation is equivalent to committing suicide.

Once Qianjunzi dies through the tribulation, Zong Zhishan's strength and status will inevitably decline significantly, and the Dao Alliance will further intervene in the affairs of the sect.

This is why Huangfu Qun slapped the table!

In his opinion, as early as a thousand years ago, the Dao Alliance had already inserted Ling Zhouyue into the sword-holding elder. Although Ling Zhouyue had never made any small moves, her unruly personal style seriously corrupted the sect discipline.

If the head of the sect leaves, no one in the sect has the ability to control her, Zong Zhishan will sooner or later become a bandit village under her ruin.

The worse ending is that the Dao Alliance sent another person to the head of the sect, and there was no possibility of Zong Zhishan being independent of the sect from then on.

Thinking of this, Huangfu Qun slapped the table and questioned Ji Yunzi.

"You can get through the tribulation, let the senior brother say it in person!"

In fact, among the people present, Huangfu Qun dared to say that.

In addition to the transcendent status of the elder of the precepts, Huangfu Qun was once the most proud disciple of the head.

Ji Yunzi bowed slightly to Huangfu Qun, which seemed respectful, but was filled with pressure.

"Master's injury is more serious than expected. Not to mention recovering, he has tried his best to maintain it. In addition, he is old and now he is exhausted."

Hearing the four words "The oil is gone" and the lamp is gone, Huangfu Qun's face is like a carved knife, and his sharp color is revealed.

"How is it possible! My senior brother also holds meetings of elders every three years. The last time he saw him, he was in good spirits, chatting and laughing, and also guided me to practice!"

Ji Yunzi shook his head.

"Don't you know that Master has been forcibly extending his life for so many years for the sake of the sect? He is so weak that he is only pierced by the Netherworld once, and he feels unbearable and unable to stand up again."

Huangfu Qun's eyes were full of eyes.

"There is no need to take the risk of experiencing the tribulation. Since it has been going on for so many years, it will continue!"

Ji Yunzi sighed.

"Even if the master does not pass the tribulation, he will only have a few decades of life left. Master has been meditating for thousands of years and his state of mind is almost immortal. Even if he passes the tribulation for nine deaths and one life, there may be a glimmer of hope. This is the only choice."

Everyone sighed and felt complicated.

Although the news that the leader of the tribulation has been spread for many years, it is a bit uncomfortable when he heard that the tribulation date was set.

Watching the cultivation world be eaten by the Netherworld step by step, watching the Zongzhi Mountain slide down step by step, and watching the leader get rid of energy...

Xiao Ran didn't feel anything at this moment.

Before entering, he lived in the mortal world for three years.

We witnessed the villages being ruined by the beasts, the towns being destroyed by the underworld, and the human living space being squeezed to its limit step by step.

There are many ghost towns and starving people everywhere. In the end, only the important towns protected by the Dao League, the small surrounding countries protected by the sect, and some wild villages inhabited by the poor and fearless death... survived.

This world is not that beautiful.

This is why Xiao Ran fought repeatedly and never gave up seeking immortals and asking for advice.

It is also why when he was accepted as a personal disciple by his master, he would be so ecstatic that he questioned his master's IQ, so he forgot that his master was asking him questions...

Only by practicing can you have a way out.

In other words, only practice can find a way out.

Only by practicing can one firmly grasp destiny in one's own hands, live long enough, and become strong enough to find the answers to all questions.

When Xiao Ran entered the sect, he realized that his practice itself was also declining.

The entire world of cultivation seems to be waiting for a hero to turn the craze.

——Yes, it’s right!

Although there is a little delay, it is a time traveler who is supported by the system, so there is still a pattern of Xiao Ran.

But, this is the future.

At present, he has not even cultivated his energy yet, so he still concentrates on fulfilling his filial piety to his master, licking out a future, and becoming a strong man as soon as possible.

"I don't believe it! Someone must be making a fuss behind my back and want to undermine my Zongzhishan!"

Huangfu Qun's body was empty, his temples were white, and his ruthless eyes were slightly red.

He was also a personal disciple of the head of the sect, with a low talent and a strange personality.

It was thanks to the leader to tailor his body, choose his skills, and formulate appropriate practice plans, which allowed him to reach his current position step by step.

He won't watch his master die through the tribulation!

"Besides, it's still a few decades ago. What if things turn around?"

Ji Yunzi shook his head and stopped talking.

The others sighed.

for a long time.

A low, vast, but weak voice came to the main hall.

"I'm... very old."

Xiao Ran was shocked and understood that this was the voice transmission from the head.

The state of mind contained in this voice is like a fairy god.

It can be said that the head of the sect has become immortal. The body may be limited by the concentration of spiritual energy, and the oil is exhausted and the lamp is gone, so he cannot go further...

Hearing the voice of the master as if it was like a dead tree, Huangfu Qun's face was so fierce that he could not hold back. He burst into tears in an instant, and he no longer cared about his identity and shouted heart-wrenchingly—

"Master!"

"You can stand alone."

The ethereal sound was no longer vast, only weakness.

"Zongzhishan, I'm in need of you."

...

After Qianjunzi passed the sound, he quickly fell asleep and practiced.

Ji Yunzi never expected that Master would still be able to send a message to this point when he was so weak. I am afraid he was ready to die.

"The first topic of the Elders' Council was-"

"etc!"

Huangfu Qun interrupted Ji Yunzi's words rudely.

He immediately sat down, his face regained his fierce look, his eyes that suppressed the stormy waves stared at Ling Zhouyue opposite him.

Before the meeting, he must find out the culprit of this Netherworld incident!

He looked calm and did not explode immediately, but asked calmly:
To be continued...