MTL - My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old-Chapter 458 ninety-nine tribulations
Chapter 458 Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation
“Lingmiao Daojun?”
“Your vulgar wife, the mortal woman whom you killed to achieve enlightenment, is the master of the spiritual Taoism?” The disciples all widened their eyes.
The elders on one side took a step back in shock.
“Lingmiao Taoist Lord was born with immortal bones and was able to practice by himself from birth. Even the Tao he cultivated was his own. She is actually your wife in the mortal world?”
The head of Dengxian Sect, who came in a hurry, suddenly looked towards the dark clouds gathering in the sky.
“That woman back then, was she Lingmiao Daojun?” The leader’s face was completely drained of blood.
No wonder…
Since Lingmiao Taojun was born, many sects have made friends with her and sought refuge with her.
Although there is no shortage of protection in the Immortal Sect, good relationships are inevitable.
However…
Only the disciples who entered the Immortal Sect were rejected by her.
In recent years, I have not wanted to have any contact with the Dengxian Sect.
The head looked at him blankly. No wonder...no wonder Wen Mingxuan still can't get rid of his inner demons.
Who can stand up to such a stunningly talented and beautiful woman?
“The Mingxuan Dao Lord actually killed the Lingmiao Dao Lord to prove his Taoism?”
“Is he crazy?”
“No wonder the two Dao Lords have never communicated in any public place. It turns out that Dao Lord Mingxuan owes her.”
Everyone was talking quietly, but Wen Mingxuan had a calm expression on his face.
He is not afraid of the opinions of the people in the world. He was the one who failed Xiao Yu'er in the first place.
Ling Yue fell to the ground, covering her bruised cheek and wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth.
“Hahahaha, Lingmiao Taoist Lord is your first wife in the human world? Is it your dead wife who killed your wife to become a Taoist?”
Ling Yue actually laughed out loud.
“In order to live forever, you actually stabbed Master Lingmiao to death?” Ling Yue pointed at him and was full of sarcasm.
"Where do you have the nerve to call her a dead wife? On their wedding night, you killed your wife with your own hands and used your wife to preach. Are you worthy of calling her a dead wife?" Ling Yue got up from the ground and stood up.
Spit fiercely on the ground.
She is the beautiful daughter of heaven that everyone looks up to, and she is also full of arrogance.
But she likes Lingmiao Daojun very much.
No, women all over the world like Lingmiao Daojun.
And she happens to be Lingmiao Daojun's number one fan.
Originally, she disliked and despised Wen Mingxuan's first wife.
But now I feel sorry for such a glorious Taoist Master, who was actually enlightened by Wen Mingxuan.
She actually has such a shameless ex-husband.
"You can actually attack someone as good as Lingmiao Daojun."
“Wen Mingxuan, are you worthy of being her husband-in-law? Sigh!”
“The unfaithful person!”
“Everyone in the world should see your face clearly!”
“Fortunately, Mr. Dao was born with immortal bones, otherwise he would have been harmed by you.” Ling Yue pointed at Wen Mingxuan and cursed.
I am not a good person, but Wen Mingxuan is even less good.
Wen Mingxuan was dressed in white and was being pointed at by thousands of people at this moment.
His deceased wife was never unknown.
She is the beloved daughter of heaven, whom the world looks up to, and is an existence that the world can only hope for but cannot reach.
“Look, your dead wife is about to ascend.” Ling Yue pointed to the thunder in the distance and looked at Wen Mingxuan.
“Oh, the great catastrophe of Lingmiao Taoist Lord’s ascension is about to begin.”
“Hurry, go and watch the ceremony.” Everyone rushed out like crazy.
The great catastrophe of ascension is something that is rare to encounter in thousands of years.
The head of Dengxian Sect looked ugly. When he saw everyone rushing out, he stood next to Wen Mingxuan and sighed softly.
"Master, I was really wrong..." Wen Mingxuan looked into the depths of the calamity cloud and murmured in a low voice.
The leader also felt pity in his eyes. Everyone knew that the two of them were extremely talented and would be promoted in the near future.
But he didn’t know that Wen Mingxuan was haunted by inner demons.
The leader had some regret in his eyes. If he had known that Jiang Xiaoyu was so talented, he would have taken the two of them away no matter what.
Wen Mingxuan gave a wry smile, ducked, and appeared on the edge of the calamity cloud. At this moment, there were countless people watching the ceremony around Jie Yun.
The calamity clouds are layered one after another, and the roaring thunder is frightening, almost blocking the entire sun, and the air becomes heavy.
In the center of the calamity cloud, a young girl in blue is sitting cross-legged.
The girl has picturesque eyebrows, icy muscles and jade bones, and is calm and serene, as if she is not facing a catastrophe.
Hair of black hair is casually **** with a peach wood hairpin, but it has a certain charm.
It is said in the world that the master of the magical Tao has thousands of faces.
When a kind-hearted and poor person sees her, he will see a compassionate Taoist king.
Those who have evil intentions or have made big mistakes will find her cold and cold eyes when they see Daojun, which makes them frightened.
When people with a peaceful mind meet her, they will find that she has a smile on her face, like the spring breeze blowing on her face.
Everyone sees Lingmiao Dao Lord differently.
Only Wen Mingxuan has seen the most real her.
I’ve seen her jump with her legs akimbo, shouting her name with red cheeks.
I have seen her climbing into a dog hole to bring herself snacks, hiding snacks in her small purse that she was reluctant to eat, and crushed to pieces.
I saw her clumsily learning needlework, and her hands were full of **** holes, but she held the jade net and presented it to him like a treasure.
I have seen her carrying him on her back on a rainy night, crying and praying at the same time.
I saw her wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting on the embroidered bed, looking at him expectantly.
He has seen it, but he did not cherish it.
The girl sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Thunder Tribulation is now full of calmness, and she can no longer find the shyness she once had.
She opened her eyes slightly and scanned the whole place.
Wen Mingxuan's whole body tensed up, expecting her to see him, but also afraid that she would see him.
He could feel that gaze passing over him.
Without a single moment of pause.
Wen Mingxuan's heart was full of bitterness and numbness. In the past, she could always see him at a glance among the crowd.
Now, he is also one of the vast crowd.
Wen Mingxuan suppressed the **** feeling in his heart. He was not even qualified to stand beside her.
Lingmiao Daojun stood up.
She did not wear any magic weapon to resist the catastrophe.
Above the sky, there was the sound of rumbling thunder.
Endless majesty spread, and the disciples who were close to him knelt on the ground on the spot, trembling with fear down to their bones.
"No one has ascended for thousands of years..." Countless great masters who have retreated have come out of seclusion one after another.
If they can gain some insights during the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulations, it will be their chance.
Who would have thought that a child who had only been in Taoism for fourteen years would surpass everyone.
“This is the result of her not deliberately practicing.” Yes, she wanders around the world, killing all the evil spirits in the world, and rectifying all injustices. She always wastes time on the insignificant things of those insignificant people.
But, God favors her.
“All geniuses are worth mentioning in front of her.”
“However, such a pearl was abandoned by a fool.” Everyone looked at Wen Mingxuan.
Wen Mingxuan was looking at Xiao Yuer blankly.
Seeing her carrying the first calamity with her bare hands without any magic weapon, her palms were filled with cold sweat.
“Two ways…”
“Three ways…”
Those thunders from the sky kept falling one after another.
Everyone was shocked to see it, the roaring thunder was still gathering, and lightning pierced the dark clouds, and the pale face of Lingmiao Daojun could be faintly seen.
“I’m afraid it’s a bit confusing.”
“Most others have experienced 49, 59, 69 heavenly thunders, but have never seen 9,981 thunder tribulations. Moreover, each of her power is greater and more powerful.”
“It’s already seventy now, what’s next?”
“Lingmiao Daojun seems to be running out of strength.”
(End of this chapter)
