The old Taoist and the young monk walked forward all the way to Wuji Ao Miaotian with two children.

But along the way, there are ruins, burning villages, dyed red cities, and withered mountains and forests.

Everything is like a nightmare.

Even the old Taoist and young monks began to shake their Taoist hearts.

This is the scene of hell, where death permeates and despair grows here.

Suddenly, a wave came from the front, and the fluctuation spread very widely. Both the old Taoist and the young monk felt the fluctuation.

Their heart of Tao was also cheered up, and the two looked at each other.

The old Taoist said, "This fluctuation is so strong. Is it a fluctuation from a powerful person?"

"Fortunately, there are fluctuations from this senior, otherwise I would feel like I would be possessed by the devil." The young monk said with lingering fear.

"Is this powerful man fighting with people, right?"

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "I don't know, I feel that this fluctuation seems to contain endless anger."

"Is it an evil cultivator? Or a demon cultivator?"

"Idiot, if the aura of the evil cultivator or the demon cultivator fluctuates, it will only lead us into the demon, how can it wake us up?"

Both the old Taoist and the young monks were influenced, but the two children were not affected. They had sadness on their faces, but were not afraid.

"You also escaped from here?" the young monk asked with pity in his eyes.

The eldest boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "All the people in our village have escaped, but most of them died on the road."

Those who die on the road include their parents. There are too many dangers in this world that cannot be fought against by mortals, such as demons.

If ordinary people lose the protection of the country, even the space for survival will be lost.

"This is also from Wuji Ao Miao Tiantan? I'm afraid there are still tens of thousands of miles away from Dagu Country?"

"Oh, a million-year catastrophe is still coming, and the catastrophe has come."

"Master, what exactly does this Wuji Ao Miaotian want to do?"

"Subsisting the tribulation for the sake of life."

"What?"

"In order to trigger a million-year disaster, and to help yourself survive the disaster."

"I don't understand, is this a secret method?"

"This is not a secret method, but a formation. Although the million-year catastrophe is extremely dangerous, there is a way to overcome it. However, this method itself is extremely dangerous, that is, to overcome the catastrophe." The old Taoist paused and continued: "The so-called catastrophe for substitutes was also born because of the catastrophe of millions of years."

"When talking about this tribulation of life, we have to talk about the principle of a million-year catastrophe. Faced with a million-year catastrophe, as long as the monks involved are involved, they will almost die for a lifetime. Every time a million-year catastrophe is together, from the supreme power to the small monks who practice Qi and build foundations, they will face great disasters. However, a million-year catastrophe has one characteristic, that is, there will be no more difficulties after a catastrophe."

"What's the solution?"

"That means that every cultivator who is involved in a million-year catastrophe has only one death catastrophe. This death catastrophe may come without warning. To pass the tribulation on behalf of the child means to force the death catastrophe to come early, and then use the arranged catastrophe to replace the death catastrophe that should have appeared, so as to blind the way of heaven."

"This is OK?" the young monk was shocked.

"Of course, a million-year catastrophe usually lasts no more than a hundred years. After the influence of the substitute tribulation, the death catastrophe of those who pass the tribulation will be produced in the killing karma created by the substitute tribulation. In other words, in order to survive the million-year catastrophe, Wuji Ao Miaotian took the initiative to create a death catastrophe for themselves. They first killed a large number of ordinary people, and then left behind some old, weak, women and children. Even if they will get some opportunities because of the million-year catastrophe, they will not grow to the point of threatening the powerful in just a hundred years. Even if they practice to the realm of the same Taoist tribulation, it will be difficult to cultivate to the realm of the same Taoist tribulation. Therefore, the final result will only be that Wuji Ao Miaotian's low-level disciples need to pass the tribulation, and those powerful people above the Heavenly Man Realm can rest assured."

"These people! Damn it!"

"Damn it? But they can't die, they will live well."

"Isn't anyone able to sanction them anymore?"

"Yes, but now all the sects are proficient in protecting themselves and are unwilling to participate in this. Do you think there is only one Wuji Ao Miaotian in this world? Do you think there is only one substitute to survive the tribulation? In order to save your life, cultivators have too many methods. Substitute to survive the tribulation is not the most effective, nor is it the cruelest."

The old Taoist looked at the young monk and smiled: "If you don't like it, then practice well. One day, you can suppress the strength of the heavens, and then you can make everything run according to your mind and let such a sect be wiped out."

"Master, when will I be able to cultivate the strength to suppress the heavens?"

"Uh...this..." The old Taoist twitched his cheeks and didn't say anything.

Just kidding, every monk wants to suppress the heavens and has gone through thousands of disasters and immortality, but how many can he really do?

Throughout history, there have been only three heavenly masters who have reached the top.

Their sect has long been defeated. Even if they continue to practice with their own Taoist traditions, they will be at most in the realm of heaven and man, and they are still 108,000 miles away from suppressing the heavens.

And now there are only two of their Taoist traditions left. They have no resources or skills, and even the opportunity is just as easy. It is not easy to stand at the top of the top.

"Sure enough, I'll betray the master."

"Bad boy, you'll talk nonsense again, be careful I'll clean up the portal."

"Now, it is already such a tragic scene abroad. How tragic is it in Dagu?"

"I think we shouldn't go to Dagu Country anymore. Now there is a Shura field." The old Taoist said.

The young monk lowered his head and looked at the two children. The little girl didn't know anything. She kept holding the young monk's thighs and lowered her head and silently.

The big boy who was carried by the old Taoist had a firm look on his face: "No, if you don't go, it's okay, my sister and I go, and you said just now that neither of you can help us revenge, then we can only find someone who can help us revenge."

"Do you think that person can avenge you? You are too naive. Unless that person is the Heavenly Lord, it is impossible to do it, but do you think this is possible?"

"No, he can do it!" the boy said unwaveringly.

"Why do you think he can do it?"

"He saved Ah Joo and me, so he can."

"Just this?" the old Taoist sneered.

"Master, he is just a child, why are you fighting with him?" The young monk turned his eyes to his master and turned to look at the boy: "Your sister's name is Azhu, then what are your name?"

"My name is Ashan."

"Ashan, in fact, that senior, his strength is not enough to avenge you."

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I believe that the senior is sure to do it. I believe, I just believe it."

"Don't talk to this little brat. Find that person, throw the brat to him, turn around and leave, and speed up."

When entering Dagu Kingdom, the old Taoist and young monks were in a state of stagnation.

There is an endless sea of ​​blood under my feet, and I don’t know how many corpses are present.

Almost all the corpses of ordinary people, and there are countless numbers.

However, one of them was the most conspicuous because the corpse was the corpse of a monk.

And because the monk did not die for long, the true energy and magic power were still being lost. It is precisely because of this that the old Taoist and the young monk discovered the corpse at first sight.

The two of them took their two children and fell to the monk's body.

"It's not long before I die." The old Taoist picked up the corpse with the flying sword.

"The monk Jiedan was cut off from his body by a sword, and the golden elixir was also divided into two. It seems that he has a deep hatred."

"This monk was dressed in Wuji Ao Miaotian's clothing. Most of the relatives and friends of these ordinary people came back to seek revenge?"

"Can it be the previous senior?"

"It's possible." The old Taoist nodded.

"So he didn't come here to take advantage of the situation, maybe he was here to take revenge?"

"I'm afraid that he will come here to take revenge and will only seek death."

Obviously, the old Taoist was not very optimistic about the previous monk's path to revenge.

The two of them flew with their children for a while, and the young monk exclaimed: "There are the corpses of the monks in front of them, and six monks with elixirs."

"It's so cruel. Another move to kill him. Fortunately, we didn't have a conflict with him before. We had thought that his body was full of blood. It seemed that he was also a bloodthirsty person." The old Taoist said with emotion.

After a brief examination of the body, I set off on the road again.

But not long after, there were a few more corpses, but this time there were several monks of Killing Dan, plus a monk of Nascent Soul.

"It looks like it is in the same team as the monks in front of them. Judging from their posture when they died, it looks like the direction of escape. These dozen or more monks of the Killing Dan and a Nascent Soul monk are in the same team. Then the man killed a Killing Dan monk first, and then the others began to escape."

"This is impossible. If there is a Nascent Soul monk here, plus a dozen or more monks of Killing Dan, the person who should be running away should be that person?"

The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized: "Unless he is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, he may even be the God Transformation Ancestor!"

As he said that, the old Taoist's face suddenly turned ugly: "No way... I just lied to a god-transforming ancestor..."

"Master, don't worry, that senior must be not that stingy, otherwise, he would have to smash you and my master and apprentice on the spot. But this is also a lesson, which makes you dare not easily deceive people in the future."

"No, this shows that my future goal can be improved to the level of the God Transformation Cultivator. Since the first God Transformation Cultivator can be deceived by me, then other God Transformation Cultivator should be deceived by me."

The young monk was in tears: "I really want to betray the master."

"Is it just that you accept you as your disciple for your master? Is it just that you muttered and betrayed the master all day long?" The old Taoist gave the young monk a chestnut.

"Who told you to cheat your disciple all day long? I didn't betray the master's sect as soon as possible. Should I wait for a powerful person to come to the door one day? In the past, you used to cheat the little monk who formed pills and built foundations, and I can help you wipe your butt and deal with the aftermath. Recently, you have become more aggressive and have attacked the Nascent Soul monk. Now you are ready to deal with the God Transformation Ancestor, how can I deal with you? "
Chapter completed!