Chapter 1570 Incarnate as a Stubborn Stone, 21,000 Years!

The top of the mountain was very windy and quite cold, blowing on Jian Wushuang's thin and old body, there was a faint stinging pain.

Jian Wushuang remained motionless, sitting cross-legged like an old monk in meditation.

Time keeps ticking.

Day by day, month by month, year by year.

The continuous wind and sun caused Jian Wushuang's body to gradually change, and finally turned into a stubborn stone.

Occasionally, birds and beasts come to rest on this stubborn rock, and occasionally people come to the top of this mountain, but no one has ever paid attention to this stubborn rock.

In their view, this stubborn stone is no different from other stubborn stones except for some strange shapes.

And during the years when Jian Wushuang turned into a stubborn stone, Mingba, the true god elder in Qingyu Pavilion, still stayed in the dark and void, watching all this quietly.

"This Jian Wushuang, what the hell is he doing?"

Mingba was full of doubts.

Since Jian Wushuang came to the Qingtian secret realm, he has been with Jian Wushuang and witnessed Jian Wushuang's many experiences in this secret realm with his own eyes.

At first, he thought that Jian Wushuang had fully integrated into the lives of ordinary people, and he probably would stay here as an ordinary person for the rest of his life.

But now, he turned into a stubborn stone again, but his voice did not dissipate.

This made Mingba completely puzzled.

But he didn't know that Jian Wushuang at this moment was at the last and most critical step of the third stage of rebellion, changing his life and rebirth!

At this moment, Jian Wushuang finally understood that what he had experienced in the third stage of reversing cultivation calamity was fate calamity!

Calamity of fate!

From Big to Big Down!

From an extremely talented genius who has attracted much attention, he has been reduced to a cripple without the slightest spiritual power.

From the object of everyone's admiration and amazement, to the pitiful person who is pitied by everyone.

He was bullied and tortured by God.

Everything is in this calamity of fate.

This catastrophe still tests the heart.

If the heart can transform, be detached, and be able to see all of this, then it will be possible to clear the fog in front of you and return to the peak.

On the contrary, there is no redemption!

Like the true god of no sorrow, when he was in this catastrophe, he once fell into madness. If he hadn't received a victim at the last moment and barely kept a trace of emptiness in his heart, he would not have been able to survive the third stage of the catastrophe. It passed, but even if he passed it, he also caused a great change of mind.

But Jian Wushuang is different.

From the three thousand years of inner changes in the lineage of the stars, to the moment he came to the Qingtian Secret Realm and saw the fury of Chen's family village being slaughtered into a sea of ​​blood, he almost fell into madness.

Simply because of his decades in the Sun Palace, those decades of unremarkable sweeping career, made his heart rare to be at peace.

This is a real calm, no waves in the ancient well.

And then, he completely turned into Wuchen, fully integrated into the lives of ordinary people, and looked away from everything.

Follow your heart, follow your nature, follow your fate.

For thousands of years, even though it seemed extremely miserable to others, Jian Wushuang looked plain and unmoved by others.

Maintaining this mentality, he turned into a rock and made it to the last step.

This step took him 13,000 years.

He turned into a stubborn stone on the top of this mountain and stood there for thirteen thousand years.

Finally, he woke up.

"Jian Wushuang."

Gu King's voice sounded in Jian Wushuang's heart, "The stars and stars have a vein for three thousand years, and they walked in the secret realm of the blue sky for five thousand years before, and now it has been a full thirteen thousand years since they turned into rocks. Add up, a total of twenty thousand A thousand years!"

"In the past 21,000 years, every year, every day, every hour, and even every breath of yours is a catastrophe, but you didn't let me down."

"congratulations!"

"Starting today, you already have the qualifications to stand at the top of the eternal chaotic world!"

When Gu King said this, his voice was obviously extremely excited.

Reverse repair, compete with heaven and earth.

Under the pressure of heaven and earth, achieve the peak.

These three stages of reverse cultivation are more difficult step by step,

Every step is a gate of hell. Over the long years, there have been many rebellious cultivators, but 90% of these rebellious cultivators died under the triple rebellious cultivation. Before, when Gu King recognized Jian Wushuang as his master, he was also worried that Jian Wushuang would one day Will fall in this rebellion.

But now the time is turning, or the sleepy dragon ascends to heaven!

Triple Reversal Tribulation, Jian Wushuang, all passed through.

From now on, there will be no disasters on his path of rebellious cultivation.

He already has the qualifications to step into the ranks of the peak powerhouses.

Hearing Gu King's words, Jian Wushuang felt a little joy in his heart, but there was not much disturbance.

Immediately, his eyes slowly opened, and the moment he opened them, the stubborn stone he turned into immediately began to crumble.

A large number of stones collapsed one after another, exposing Jian Wushuang's still extremely thin and old body, but this old body has already begun to change at this moment.

Metamorphosis!

After going through the catastrophe of rebellion, he transformed from a second-level heavenly god to a third-level heavenly god.

The transformation this time is completely different from the previous two times. There is no divine light coming, no power, and no great movement.

Everything seemed flat.

Above the void, the elder Mingba of Qingyu Pavilion is still floating there. He has been here for 13,000 years, and he has long been impatient.

"I don't know how long this ghostly day will have to wait. This Jian Wushuang can either die, but he has been half-dead. I still have to accompany him?" Mingba was shaking his head and sighing, but suddenly his expression changed, Already noticed the change in that stubborn rock on the mountain below.

"Well, this sword is unparalleled"

Mingba saw Jian Wushuang's stubborn stone recede, revealing his old body, followed closely by his old body like dead wood, it actually began to recover its vitality and became strong and surging.

Jian Wushuang's chapped, yellowish skin gradually became rosy, and his face also began to look younger.

In just a split second, Jian Wushuang, who was originally a white-haired old man, turned into the appearance of the once incomparable young man who was admired by everyone.

"God, divine power fluctuations?"

Mingba stared, and he could sense that Jian Wushuang not only had returned to normal at this moment, but also had a wave of divine power coming from him.

Although the fluctuation of divine power was quite subtle, it made him feel a little bit of pressure.

"This Jian Wushuang, is it possible that he has recovered?" Mingba thought in horror.

But at this moment, Jian Wushuang, who had returned to his original appearance in the Palace of Mountains, had completely transformed his divine body. At this moment, he raised his head abruptly, and his eyes, which restrained all the endless sharpness, were as deep as the vast stars. He looked straight at Mingba.

At this moment, Mingba's entire body was frightened, and his complexion turned pale instantly.