Chapter 1253: One Step, One Disaster

Lightning and thunder shone, illuminating the courtyard with a brilliant white glow. The long-brewing rain poured down, sweeping across the sky and pouring on Li Chongkang and others.

They were unaware and did not cover themselves. However, when the bean-sized raindrops were about to hit them, they would always be bounced away by the invisible air layer and could not soak them at all.

After surviving the first thunder tribulation, the most significant and important changes were the self-generation of magic power, the protection of the body at any time, and the ability to ride the wind and mist, looking down from a high place.

Rain splashed, white foam turned into mist, Meng Qi raised the whisk in his hand, put it on his arm, and laughed: "Since you Taoist friends like to discuss matters in the courtyard, the old Taoist has to accompany you. Just now, I mentioned that you must leave a few people to hide and wait for the opportunity to appear, so that you can cooperate with the Ninth Prince to get the extraordinary thing. Now, the old Taoist wants to ask, which Taoist friends are willing?"

The last six words burst into spring thunder, and the sound shocked the soul, making the Ninth Prince Xiao Kun and others tremble all over and wake up completely.

You look at me, I look at you, it took more than ten breaths of effort, they finally figured out what happened, and fell into deep thought.

Staying in the capital must be extremely dangerous, and it is not allowed to be exposed at all. It is completely different from the previous prominent life, but the people present are all masters of the capital, rooted in it for decades or even generations, and they are reluctant to leave. Moreover, after leaving the capital, they are unfamiliar with the place and will be hunted by the court, which will not be too comfortable.

For a moment, they had many thoughts and it was difficult to make a decision. The sound of rain in their ears isolated the noise of the world.

"The younger generation is willing to stay in the capital and assist the Ninth Prince." Li Chongkang's face changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and said.

If the situation takes a turn for the better and the Taoist sect reappears in the past, the one who ascends the throne and holds power must be the Ninth Prince Xiao Kun. It is better to help in the snow than to add icing on the cake in the future!

With Li Chongkang taking the lead, Bi Chongde and Fenghuoguan Master Lu Si all expressed their determination to hide in the capital.

"Okay, the three Taoist friends are truly role models of Taoism, please accept my courtesy." Meng Qi bowed his head and turned to look at the Ninth Prince Xiao Kun, "If you want Master Pei to leave Beijing and personally preside over the matter of quelling the rebellion, it may not be enough to rely on you Taoist friends alone. I plan to meet this number one person in the world tomorrow."

Master Pei Daotong, a seven-tribulation immortal, can create things in the void between heaven and earth and travel through the azure sky. Since the death of Master Xu Tianshi of Taoism, he has been the number one person in the world.

Xiao Kun was stunned at first, then his eyes jumped, and he said in surprise: "Senior, be cautious. Master Pei's 'Jade Emperor Divine Fist' is unprecedented and cannot be underestimated. Let's wait until you recover to your peak before making any plans."

Although you have survived the thunder tribulation again and become an immortal again, the gap between you and Master Pei, a seven-tribulation immortal, is still not commensurate. How can you do such a thing?

Recalling what happened just now, he and everyone present were sure that Yunji Zhenren only had the strength of one tribulation, but from the fact that he easily passed the tribulation like a game, his past reputation was not false, and he still had accumulation, but he didn't know what went wrong, so that his realm was completely gone, his cultivation was lost, and he was slowly returning to the peak.

Li Chongkang and others nodded in agreement with the words of the Ninth Prince. From the fact that Senior Yunji passed a thunder tribulation during the break of the discussion today, as long as he was given enough time, not to mention the seven tribulations, at least it would not be a problem to restore his original strength. The six-tribulation Zhenren is now a rare existence in the Taoist sect, and he must not take risks!

Meng Qi waved his whisk and smiled slightly, saying: "Don't worry, Ninth Prince, don't worry, fellow Taoists, it's just a meeting, not a head-on confrontation, and the hermit has his own ingenious plan."

After saying that, he walked back to the room through the rain curtain, and it turned out to be "I have made up my mind."

The others looked at each other, feeling heavy and worried for a while.

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Deep in the palace, in the imperial study.

The current emperor Xiao Xuan, wearing a nine-dragon robe, stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the rain that had not dissipated for several days, his lips tightly pursed, outlining a hard line.

He was nearly seventy years old, but he did not look old at all. His flesh and blood seemed to contain huge power. His eyes were as deep as the sea. He looked to be in his early thirties. When he stood with the ninth prince Xiao Kun, others might think they were brothers.

Tai Shi Pei Daotong sat calmly on the imperial chair, looking at Xiao Xuan's back, without any impetuous emotions, like a towering mountain.

He took care of himself meticulously, and there was no mess on his temples, lips and jaws, like a steel sculpture or stone carving, and his eyes were so majestic that people dared not look at him.

Above Pei Daotong, there was a desk where Xiao Xuan reviewed memorials. In the center of the desk was a glass lamp, light gold in color, crystal clear, with transparent lamp oil, as if it was there and not there. Now, a little flame was like a bean, swaying with the wind, making the light and darkness around it constantly change, which was quite strange.

"Didn't you find a Taoist Lei Jie Zhenren in the past two days?" Xiao Xuan didn't turn around, still looking out the window, the sky was overcast and the drizzle continued.

Pei Daotong spoke calmly without a trace of emotion: "Yes, I suspect someone leaked the news, and the destiny has changed."

Xiao Xuan suddenly sighed, turned around, and looked at the side of the desk:

"Yes, the destiny has indeed changed, why did the Venerable teach me?"

In the imperial study, in addition to the emperor Xiao Xuan and the Grand Master Pei Daotong, there was actually another person!

On the side of the desk, stood a monk in a gray monk's robe. He was looking at the glass lamp. He had a handsome face and a faint smile on his lips, looking calm and calm.

Hearing Xiao Xuan's question, the gray-robed monk smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, don't panic."

Xiao Xuan frowned and asked in a deep voice:

"Venerable Ananda, what do you mean?"

The gray-robed monk called Venerable Ananda smiled and said:

"Just wait and see."

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The rain was like silk, and the dark clouds gradually dispersed. Pei Daotong left the palace city in a sedan chair, and the Ninth Prince Xiao Kun was also in the group.

He closed his eyes, seemingly sleeping, but in fact he was thinking about the changes in the capital in the past few days to grasp the key points.

The master had many followers and the team was large. The speed of moving forward was not fast. It took a while to leave Zhuque Street and turn to Qingyangfang. When they arrived here, Xiao Kun had to part ways with Pei Daotong.

Because of the continuous rain for many days, there were few pedestrians around. Everyone held an oil-paper umbrella and walked carefully. The wind blew, and the water on the ground rippled, without a speck of dust.

At this moment, Pei Daotong in the sedan chair suddenly opened his eyes, and a little lightning gathered in his eyes, as if he was surrounding the supreme god, reflecting the whole scene of the secluded street next to him:

A thin Taoist in a black robe was walking slowly. He was holding a bamboo hat in his hand and bathing in the drizzle, as if he was enjoying all kinds of nature.

One step, two steps, three steps, the world seemed to be infinitely enlarged, and both sides seemed to suddenly become smaller.

Yun Ji Zhenren! Ninth Prince Xiao Kun was startled, frightened and worried.

"It's just one calamity..." Pei Daotong whispered, and stretched out his right hand. Countless silver rays converged and condensed into a thunder arrow with ancient patterns, a divine arrow with a substantial touch.

Just as he was about to shoot this thunder arrow, he saw Meng Qi smiled slightly, calm and relaxed.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the leaden clouds gathered, as if to crush the capital. Countless silver-white lightning merged into one, and it slammed down, and the terrifying momentum separated Pei Daotong and Meng Qi on both sides.

Boom!

The lightning exploded, and the silver light spread like water, rushing towards Pei Daotong.

Meng Qi, who was suffering from the punishment of heaven, was unaware and took another step.

Boom!

Another thunder fell, gold and silver mixed, and the power was even greater than before.

In the rolling thunder ball, Meng Qi, who was thin and emaciated in a black robe, stepped out with lightning, and took another step.

Boom!

The sky was furious, and five golden thunderbolts came down at the same time.

Xiao Kun was stunned, muttering to himself:

"Second calamity... third calamity... fourth calamity..."

One step is a thunderbolt, and one breath is a landing!

Pei Daotong watched Meng Qi slowly approaching, and he felt that his momentum was taken away by the thunderbolts, and the magic arrow in his hand could not be shot out.

In the end, the dark clouds seemed to have come to the surface, and the thunderbolts became a sea, spreading out in circles. The deeper you go, the more terrifying it is.

The colorful sea of ​​thunder slowly separated, and Meng Qi appeared not far from Pei Daotong with a bamboo hat.

As he put on the bamboo hat, he smiled slightly and said:

"The old Taoist has also suffered seven calamities."

Pei Daotong's eyes were stern, and the aura was pulled, and the thunderbolt arrow finally shot out and penetrated Meng Qi, but his figure was like foam, and it slowly dissipated.

If the aura of thunder had not remained, what had just happened would have seemed like a dream.