At the border of the North Sea, ahead is a gray and chaotic mist.
The biting sea water has turned this sea area into an extremity, with no room for life to survive. Creatures who have not entered the immortal realm and have insufficient cultivation cannot survive in this sea area. A monk who has achieved immortality will not come to this place in the far north of the North Sea, where spiritual energy is barren, for no reason.
Suddenly, gray and chaotic mist surged.
Dark leaves spread out from the chaos, followed by a canopy that blocks the sky.
A towering ancient tree flew out of the chaos and took root on the sea surface, casting the entire sea area under the shadow of the tree canopy.
Under the canopy of trees that blocked the sky and sun, there was a tall and majestic young man. The man was dressed in a high-spirited green shirt, with a red gourd hanging on his waist, and his dark eyes were shining like stars.
Biyou Palace is the dojo of the Tongtian Cult. It is placed within Chaos, and the palace becomes another world.
In the Biyou Palace, Li Zhige naturally had no way to accept the test of heaven, survive the three disasters of wind, thunder and fire, break away from the shackles of heaven and earth, and achieve a free and easy realm of immortality.
To overcome the tribulation, you have to choose a place, at least not within the saint's dojo.
Because the saint's dojo has the remaining Taoist charm of the saint, and the Biyou Palace is located in chaos and is not within the way of heaven, Li Zhige must come out of the Biyou Palace.
The moment Li Zhige walked out of Biyou Palace, the sky became gloomy for no reason.
This is because Heaven sensed Li Zhige's aura and wanted to bring disaster.
Li Zhige also did not conceal his Qi. The abundant magic power in his body surged like a river and the sea. His aura began to rise, causing the sea water to surge and pour into the sky.
boom!
As Li Zhige's Qi rose, a sea of thunder gathered in the sky.
The sea of thunder poured down, causing the sea area where Li Zhige was to boil. The water on the entire sea level evaporated rapidly and dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Fortunately, this is the extreme north of the North Sea, a place where all living things are extinct. Otherwise, Li Zhige would have affected many living beings simply by overcoming the tribulation.
Sea water is boiling and evaporating, and sea levels are falling.
Li Zhige stood on the sea, letting the thunder pour out and envelope him.
If you want to become a heavenly being and break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, you must accept the test of heaven. Heaven will send down divine thunder to strike you, blow you with strong winds, and produce yin fire to burn you.
Of the three disasters of wind, thunder and fire, thunder disaster strikes first.
Li Zhige was bathed in the thunder, and his flesh and blood meridians were being tempered and baptized by the thunder. His abundant mana was also tainted with traces of pure Yang aura under the tempering of the thunder.
On the North Sea, dark ancient trees tower into the sky, their trunks reaching into the clouds, and their crowns swaying and thriving in the thundering ocean.
It seemed that such a test was too simple for Li Zhige and the Demon Tree. The originally blue sea of thunder gradually turned into gold, then crimson, then purple, and then black.
Thunder disasters followed one after another, and the endless sea of thunder came down.
Bathed in the sea of thunder, Li Zhige gradually closed his eyes, ignoring the charred muscles around him, and just made seals with his hands, hitting one restriction after another, and then branded it towards the demon tree.
The divine thunder body refining also tempered the demon tree, and one ban after another was driven into the demon tree by Li Zhige.
Wind, thunder, water, fire, the power of the laws that Li Zhige originally understood turned into one restriction after another. With the endless lightning injected into the demon tree, Li Zhige's handprints kept changing, his mind was connected with the demon tree, and his breath Become one with the demon tree.
Thunder rolls from the sky, containing destruction and rebirth.
Under the thunder, Li Zhige's magic power was transforming, and his body was also slowly transforming. Layers of dead skin fell off. Under the sizzling thunder light, the blood vessels in Li Zhige's body became transparent.
The so-called breaking away from the shackles of heaven and earth is better said to be breaking the shackles of oneself, allowing life to evolve and transform towards a higher level.
With Li Zhige as the center, the sky above the extreme north of the North Sea has already turned into a thundering ocean, covering thousands of miles of sky.
Sea levels continue to fall, causing instability throughout the North Sea.
In the Haihai Palace, which is close to Li Zhige, the tall and sturdy Jiao Demon King looked towards the far north with cold eyes. He said to himself in a solemn tone, "Who is overcoming the tribulation in the far north sea? Such a thunder tribulation , even if the Golden Immortal is afraid, he can’t escape unscathed, right?”
"Could it be him?"
Suddenly, the Demon King remembered a figure.
After a moment of silence, the Dragon Demon King slowly closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to the noise coming from the north.
In the eyes of the North Sea, several old dragons looked at each other, feeling the turmoil in the eyes of the sea. They looked at each other, and one of the old dragons was the first to speak, "Someone has blocked the secret of the sky, making it impossible to predict."
"Since you can't predict, then don't meddle in other people's business."
"Yes, this world is no longer the world of our Dragon Clan. The world will eventually face a catastrophe. With the current situation of our Dragon Clan, it is not easy to stay out of the catastrophe and avoid causing trouble."
Li Zhige was going through the tribulation, and only a few people in the world could realize that it was Li Zhige who was going through the tribulation.
On the top of Mount Li, an old woman with a stooped body and a cane looked at the North Sea. After a long time, she looked up at the sky again, her cloudy eyes becoming a little sharper.
In front of the old woman, a young girl in white stood respectfully aside, not daring to disturb her.
In Wuzhuang Temple, a tall old man with a kind face smiled and looked at the far north sea, with a look of relief on his face.
Li Zhige didn't worry about the outside world's attention.
The thunder rolled down from the sky, drowning everything, including Li Zhige's figure. Only an ancient tree swayed into the sky, its dark branches and leaves twined with thunder light, shining brightly between the sky and the earth.
Disasters will eventually come to an end.
Li Zhige didn't know how many thunderbolts he had received. He only felt that his magic power had undergone a qualitative change, and his whole person had taken on a new look. The light in his eyes had become much deeper, and his whole body was full of energy, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him. shackles.
The thunder in the sky gradually subsided, and the sun rose across the sky again. An ancient tree that supported the sky and the ground slowly began to shrink in size as its crown swayed, and finally turned into a small tree and fell into the palm of Li Zhige's hand.
Looking at the small tree connected to his flesh and blood on the palm of his hand, Li Zhige's eyes moved, and he felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Master Chunti has a wonderful tree of seven treasures. Perhaps the small tree he made can one day transform into a real treasure like Master Chunti’s wonderful tree of seven treasures.
Opening his mouth and swallowing the small tree, Li Zhige looked up at the arrogant sun in the sky and murmured softly, "The thunder disaster has passed, and the next one will be a wind disaster."
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind started to rise between heaven and earth.
This wind seemed to be born from the void, formless and massless, turning the sea surface over, making the world become solemn.
Li Zhige stood on the sea and felt the wind pouring in from the top of his head, scraping his flesh and blood along the meridians of his body, and rushing to his six organs.
For a moment, Li Zhige shuddered, as if the magic power in his body failed, unable to resist the wind that poured in from the top of his skull, and even his soul shivered.
