MTL - My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old-Chapter 459 The clever mind-killing demon

Chapter 459: Cunningly Killing the Heart Demon

Wen Mingxuan saw the little fish that was chopped in the center and was completely charred.

 My heart hurts.

 He did not dare to break in rashly. If outsiders intervened in the thunder tribulation, it would only increase the power of the thunder tribulation.

 “The seventy-third is coming.”

Everyone saw the thunder and calamity regrouping and the dark clouds covering the sky, and they almost felt the pressure.

 “Everyone, step back!” The onlookers kept flying away.

It’s so terrifying. No one has ever had such a huge thunder disaster.

 There are ninety-nine and eighty-one paths, each of which is more powerful than ordinary ascension tribulations.

Just looking at it from a distance, they felt the piercing pain.

Even the spiritual energy became fierce, cutting blood on the faces of onlookers.

 Some people have even started to bleed from their ears and nose.

"How could there be such a terrible thunder catastrophe..." Every time a thunder catastrophe ascends, someone records it with a recording stone.

 Only this time, it’s unprecedented.

 “Boom…”

Thunder disaster once again drove Lingmiao Dao Lord into dust.

It took a while for Lingmiao Daojun to move and regain his composure.

 “The seventy-fourth way…”

 “Seventy-fifth…”

 “The eightieth path…” Everyone was trembling.

 Here comes the eightieth track.

“What should we do? Master Lingmiao can’t even cross his legs to gather his energy.” Everyone looked at the girl in the center quietly.

 She fell to the ground, blood was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and she could not move her fingers.

 As if there is only one last breath left.

 I'm afraid I won't even be able to save my life.

Wen Mingxuan frowned slightly, and spiritual energy gathered at his feet. If...

 She can't make it through.

He is risking his life to...

Before Wen Mingxuan could think too much, suddenly, an exclamation came from his side.

 “Oh my God…” Everyone suddenly screamed.

Wen Mingxuan looked around and saw countless light groups floating from the sky and the earth.

 Countless golden light clusters, large and small, flew straight into Lingmiao Dao Lord's body.

 “How could this happen?” Everyone kept exclaiming.

 During the calamity, you can bring magic weapons and elixirs with you, but you cannot rely on the help of outsiders.

These light groups all have the aura of outsiders.

“Heavenly tribulation didn’t stop it at all. What is this?” Everyone asked in horror.

The most frightening thing is that the **** of pure spiritual energy are extremely ferocious, and the Lingmiao Taoist regains consciousness in an instant.

Wen Mingxuan was startled.

Those light groups are as big as a head and as small as a fingernail.

"It's the golden light of merit." Wen Mingxuan's face was dark.

“It is the golden light of merit protected by heaven and earth.” It is the golden light of merit given back to her by the countless lives she has saved over the years.

Everyone was shocked.

Those light groups are constantly gathering from all directions, which makes people feel shocked.

The 80th thunder tribulation seemed to sense the existence of the golden light of merit.

The moment the thunder disaster fell, the awe-inspiring thunder also became softer.

 “The last one, it’s time for the eighty-one.”

"Eighty-one kalpas are the kalpas of asking the mind. This kalpa will trace back to the most memorable time in the past. If it is not broken, all the achievements will be missed."

“This calamity, regardless of whether it is painful or itchy, is actually the most difficult to break.”

“Everyone has mental knots, and practitioners will breed inner demons over the long years. If they are not able to overcome the final calamity, their cultivation will be completely destroyed and all their previous achievements will be wasted.”

“What is the inner calamity of the Master of the Spiritual and Miao Dao?”

 “Oh, it would be great if I could see it.” Everyone was a little regretful. The Supreme Elder of the Sanqing Sect who had just left seclusion raised his eyebrows.

“Sir, you seem to have a magic weapon called the Mind Mirror.”

The Supreme Elder touched his beard and said: "Everyone in the world has selfish motives and a dark side that cannot be revealed to outsiders. This mirror needs to be willing to be seen by the other party." This thing can peek into the heart even if the other party resists it. will fail.

Who wants to reveal their secrets?

 It’s very tasteless.

"Try it. Yes, Supreme Elder, give it a try." Everyone prayed.

 The Supreme Elder waved his hand, and saw a huge mirror flying into the sky, becoming a huge sky curtain.

 Suddenly, the figure of Lingmiao Taoist sitting cross-legged appeared above.

“Master Lingmiao did not resist at all. Master Lingmiao is indeed worthy of heaven and earth...” Taishang Elder murmured in a low voice.

Not long after, a white mist appeared on the sky.

 “Appeared...Wow, is this Lingmiao Daojun when he was a child?”

“Is Daojun’s mortal name Jiang Xiaoyu? Xiaoyuer, he looks so cute. Wow, Daojun looks so good-looking...” Everyone’s eyes widened. This was Daojun when he was a child.

 Watching Daojun grow up little by little from babbling to toddler.

"The first word Daojun learned was not mother. It was...brother..."

"When she could walk, the first person she pounced on... turned out to be... brother Mingxuan."

"Hey, brother Mingxuan? Is he Taoist Lord Mingxuan? They were childhood sweethearts when they were young, and they were married at the same time?" Everyone in the world was shocked.

“So, the world-renowned Lingmiao Dao Lord is actually Wen Mingxuan’s wife who was killed in the human world and became a Daoist??”

The disciples of the Dengxian Sect had already known this in advance. At this moment, facing the world’s pointing fingers, they couldn’t even raise their heads.

 “How can Wen Mingxuan be so virtuous and capable that he should be allowed to be enlightened by Lingmiao Dao Lord?”

 “Beast!”

Everyone looked at the little fish in the sky, getting closer to Wen Mingxuan.

The Jiang family designed the Wen family to wipe out the family, and Xiao Yuer kowtowed to beg the prince.

Wen Mingxuan's body kept shaking.

Xiao Yuer carried Wen Mingxuan on his back to seek medical treatment during a heavy rainstorm, and settled down in Luoshan Village.

　　Until the red silk filled the sky, Xiao Yuer, wearing a wedding dress with a slight smile on his face, sat on the bed waiting for him to lift his hijab.

Little Yu'er held a red bean tightly in his hand. The red bean had just sprouted and a ray of spring color appeared.

Wen Mingxuan stood outside the sky, looking at the green color dreamily.

 The roots of love are reborn.

He saw himself in the sky entering the door and drank a glass of wine...

 However, something unexpected happened.

Puff.

 Everyone looked up suddenly.

 In the sky, Xiao Yu'er's face was cold and her eyes were clear. A short sword in her hand was inserted straight into Wen Mingxuan's heart.

 The picture in the sky was cracked bit by bit and directly shattered.

 “The master of the magical Tao can break the inner demons.”

 “She cut off the past with her own hands!” everyone exclaimed.

Wen Mingxuan's body swayed and he was on the verge of falling.

 Xiao Yu'er didn't hesitate at all. She calmly reviewed her past life and cut off her inner demons with her own hands.

 The dark clouds recede and the sun shines on the earth again.

Wen Mingxuan's face turned pale and ugly.

Lingmiao Daojun still stood between the sky and the earth in a long blue dress, and golden light passed through the thick clouds and came straight to her.

The heaven and the earth rain down rain to nourish all living beings.

“Wow, it’s spiritual rain. Quickly absorb the spiritual rain.”

“He is about to ascend, Lord Lingmiao Taoist…no, Lord Lingmiao Immortal is about to ascend.”

“The spiritual rain from Lingmiao Dao Lord can actually nourish the spiritual platform, which is good for advancement. It can be absorbed quickly.” Countless disciples sat cross-legged on the spot, and even the great masters who had come out of seclusion also sat down.

"Lingmiao Dao Lord, I'm afraid he is not an ordinary immortal king. Such a big movement, I'm afraid...it is the calamity of the gods." There are powerful people who have vaguely glimpsed some heavenly secrets, but they dare not announce it to their mouths.

 Everyone looked at Wen Mingxuan, their eyes full of sympathy and ridicule.

 (End of this chapter)