Everyone in the court knows that the Holy Emperor is about to pass the tribulation. If the Holy Emperor entrusts the court to whom he is entrusted to during the tribulation, then this person will be the next Holy Emperor. This is the rule formed in the Eastern Qin Kingdom for more than 100,000 years. If the Holy Emperor successfully passes the tribulation, there will be a grand abdication ceremony. If the tribulation fails, then after the thirty-day funeral, the new Holy Emperor will be the throne ceremony.

Among the many princes of the Holy Emperor, only the Third Prince and the Eighth Prince were the most capable, but the Third Prince was punished for intercepting and killing the Eighth Prince, and his cultivation was abolished, and he lived in the secret realm. Therefore, the Eighth Prince was appointed as the supervisor without surprise. When the Holy Emperor broke through the Nascent Soul, he was responsible for handling all kinds of affairs in the Eastern Qin State.

There are six Nascent Soul monks who have survived the tribulation and protected the Dharma for the Holy Emperor, all of whom are the Supreme Elders of the Cha family, and those with the cultivation level of Qingyishui are all the intermediate level of Nascent Soul; there are thirty-six Jindan monks, all of them are the intermediate level of Jindan to the advanced level of Jindan.

The Holy Emperor did not follow the same honor guard team as usual when he traveled. A group of forty-three people flew from the palace and disappeared when they flew out of the imperial city. I don’t know what kind of magic weapon they used to make so many people disappear in the eyes of everyone at the same time.

The Holy Emperor wanted to achieve the Nascent Soul, and the place where he passed the tribulation was the biggest secret of the entire Eastern Qin Kingdom. No one knew the specific location of the Holy Emperor's tribulation. Even Zhang Zhexue didn't know because he was put into an iron tower and did not know where he was now. He could only be released from the iron tower after he arrived at his destination.

Zhang Zhexue, who was locked in the iron tower, estimated that about three days had passed and was released from the iron tower. Looking up, he saw that there were mountains around him, but he was in a basin.

"Philosophy, you have a good time to practice for three days. After they have arranged the formation in the valley, you and I can enter the formation. You don't have to worry too much. There is a formation here to protect it, and I am a person who overcomes the tribulation. The thunder of the tribulation is mainly for me. The formation will try its best to hide your breath and will not let you suffer the thunder of the tribulation. Just the thunder of the tribulation that hit me will affect you a little bit. Once your cultivation level is not at all, the Holy Emperor could not see any nervousness at all, but instead walked to Zhang Zhexue to comfort him.

Zhang Zhexue's pilgrimage emperor clasped his fists and said: "Since you call me helper, you will naturally find a way to protect me, so I am not worried at all."

The Holy Emperor smiled and said, "This is inevitable. The Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation is the 49th Tribulation Thunder. I have to endure at least nine tribulation thunders to refine it before I can achieve the Nascent Soul. I will use magic weapons to resist it and also use magic arrays to hide your breath. Therefore, what you are affected by is only the last nine paths. I hope to use your luck to allow me to pass it safely."

Zhang Zhexue smiled and said, "The younger generation has always had good luck, and I also hope to bring good luck to the older generation. This is worth it even if the younger generation is struck by lightning."

The Holy Emperor reached out and patted Zhang Zhexue on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "You go there to me and me to calm down. I have to adjust my breath well. Three days later will be auspicious day. I hope you and I will have good luck." After that, he turned around and floated towards the distance.

Zhang Zhexue also walked to the edge of the mountain. He first watched the Nascent Soul monks set up magic circles for a while, then sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and began to calm down.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. When Zhang Zhexue was woken up, the entire formation had been arranged. He fell into the formation with a golden elixir monk. At this time, the Holy Emperor had already sat cross-legged on a stone platform half a foot high in the middle of the formation. Seeing him coming, he pointed to the stone platform half a foot high at thirty feet away from him and smiled: "Philosophy, just sit there and adjust your breathing well. In another half an hour, I will completely let go of my cultivation and lead the thunder down. Whether it is dead or alive, we will fight here."

Zhang Zhexue bowed to the Holy Emperor and said, "I wish the Holy Emperor a victory." After saying that, he took three steps back, turned around and floated towards his designated position. He floated onto the stone platform, sat cross-legged, chanted a few words of Amitabha in his heart, and then began to adjust his breathing.

After two incense sticks, a drum sound in the valley woke Zhang Zhexue up. He opened his eyes and wanted to look around. Except for him and the Holy Emperor, there was no more people, so he knew that those people had retreated outside the valley to protect him.

At this time, the Holy Emperor knelt on the stone platform with his knees, holding a bowing watch in his hand, praying with words in his mouth, knocking nine heads in succession, and then igniting the bowing watch in his hand until the bowing watch in his hand turned into ashes. The prayer in his mouth stopped. Then he made a cross-legged, adjusted his breathing for a moment, and then he released his cultivation bit by bit.

Seeing that the Holy Emperor had released his cultivation, Zhang Zhexue began to concentrate and calm his energy, mobilized the cultivation of the whole body, formed a shield outside his body, and carefully protected him.

As the aura cast by the Holy Emperor became larger and larger, dark clouds began to appear above the entire valley. Soon the dark clouds covered the entire valley, and the sky became darker, and almost no one could see their five fingers.

At this time, the Holy Emperor shouted loudly, and a barrier appeared within ten meters of the city beside him, covering it. At the same time, a barrier appeared within ten meters of Zhang Zhexue, covering it.

After a while, lightning began to flash in the dark clouds, and at the same time, there was a faint sound of thunder, as if he was accumulating power. Zhang Zhexue had seen He Chao pass the tribulation and knew that the power of this tribulation thunder was extremely powerful at the beginning, and the smaller it became when it reached the back. It was not until the last tribulation thunder that it could be comparable to the power of the first tribulation thunder, because it was the last power of the entire thunder cloud.

After a stick of incense, the Holy Emperor shouted: "Be careful, the first thunder of disaster is coming." As he said that, he sacrificed a copper cymbal-shaped magic weapon, passed through the barrier, stopped more than twenty feet above him, and continued to rotate.

Zhang Zhexue also became nervous. Although the Holy Emperor told him that the magic circles around him would hide his breath and not be discovered by the thunder, he was still a little nervous and prayed that those who arranged the magic circles were careful and must not miss anything, so that the magic circle would become a tofu project.

He saw a rapid flash of lightning in the dark clouds in the sky, and a thunder as thick as a water tank struck down, and then a deafening thunder sound also came.

The Holy Emperor focused all his true energy on the copper cymbal above his head, and his eyes were also staring at the lightning. At this time, something strange happened. The lightning, originally the thickness of the water tank, suddenly split a lightning of the head, and struck Zhang Zhexue at the position where Zhang Zhexue was. The Holy Emperor was shocked, but at this time he could no longer distract himself, so he could not care about Zhang Zhexue, and focused on driving the magic weapon to face the lightning.

Zhang Zhexue kept staring in the air. He just wanted to see how the Holy Emperor survived the Nascent Soul Tribulation. He never thought that such a strange phenomenon would occur. A good lightning would suddenly split into a stream and slash towards him. Didn’t he agree that my breath had been hidden? Why was it exposed? These bastards really didn’t take my life to heart.

In fact, this is not the fault of those who set up magic circles. Who would have thought that a small high-level foundation-building Great Perfection would have the same powerful spiritual consciousness as the middle-level Jindan monk, and even a soul dozens of times larger than ordinary people? Therefore, they just set up the large array according to standards that are stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same level. Thinking that such a standard should be enough to cover up his breath, who would have thought that he was a person who could not be deduced normally.

He was sitting there now, and the breath of a barrier emerged, like a lightning rod, directly attracting lightning.

Zhang Zhexue could only curse in his heart, and did not even have time to sacrifice magic weapons. He was shattered by the thunder of the robbery, and then smashed the shield he cast and directly slashed on him.

"I'm dead." The lightning struck him. He felt a powerful current entering from Baihui, piercing through his whole body, and then rushed into the stone platform. This current brought him a severe pain that he had never had before. His musculoskeleton and internal organs were injured at the same time, as if his whole body was damaged inside and outside.

At this time, the Holy Emperor's magic weapon had blocked the first catastrophe thunder. Although the magic weapon had been slashed into pieces, the catastrophe thunder was actually blocking it and did not hit him at all. He originally thought that there would be some remaining thunder and lightning strikes on his body, and he was circulating his true energy to be ready to bear it. Who knew that the catastrophe thunder had exhausted its power and naturally dissipated. He was very happy. If the catastrophe thunder were like this in the future, he might be able to endure a few more catastrophe thunders later to make the innate qualifications of the Nascent Soul he achieved better.

"Already alive?" This was Zhang Zhexue's first thought after the severe pain. Zhang Zhexue did not die, and he didn't even faint, but his mind was confused when he was hit by lightning. After the lightning, the Qiankun Body Refining Act he had practiced had already started to work wildly, quickly repairing his skeletal muscles and internal organs, which made him feel a burst of itch from the inside out, and he wanted to reach in and grab it a few times.

Fortunately, Zhang Zhexue knew that this strange itch was a side effect of body repair, so he forced himself to hold on, concentrate and dared not disturb the repair of Qiankun's body refining, and he didn't even dare to move. At this time, he knew that it was too late to do anything, so he could only leave it to fate. Fortunately, he had already made preparations, and at worst he could just do it again.

Only then did you realize the magic of the Qiankun Body Refining Skill. It was just a dozen breaths, and Zhang Zhexue's body had recovered 90%.
Chapter completed!