Chapter 100 What a disaster

Author: Tang Youyou

Chapter 100 What a disaster

The thunder of shameful blood struck with great joy.

It felt the breath of the person who had overcome the tribulation, and was sitting underneath it, meditating in concentration, and enduring the thunder tribulation.

The confidence that had been shattered before was restored.

The last thunder struck down, and the seven or forty-nine tasks were finally completed.

Baby Tianlei opened his eyes - "Collapse".

Broken again?

The crying Tianlei baby was taken away and punished by Tiandao. Before leaving, he deliberately recorded Hua Chaoyang's breath, and the feud was finally settled.

Next time she advances, it will definitely not come again.

No matter what, I have to throw the blame for this shitty job of hacking people away.

The thunderstorm is over, the dark clouds disperse, and the sky becomes clear again.

Hua Chaoyang's bones have been tempered, and his realm has soared. The Nascent Soul in his body is slowly transitioning to the Yuanshen. The spiritual power in the Lingfu has turned into Yuanli, and it seems that he can break the Yuanying's teleportation at any time.

She stood up from the mess and looked up at Li Yan with a silly smile.

"We succeeded."

The umbrella in Li Yan's hand turned into green smoke and curled up into the air.

He raised his hand and wanted to touch Hua Chaoyang's head, just like she wanted to touch A Li every time.

The hand was raised in the air and suddenly slid down.

Li Yan's smile was fixed in front of Hua Chaoyang, and his body slowly fell backwards.

"Li Yan."

Hua Chaoyang hugged the body that shielded him from the thunder and screamed.

Yuqing Palace.

Eunuchs, maids, concubines, and courtiers all knelt on the ground.

They are all complaints.

The Spirit Planting King of Hundred Flowers List who was struck by lightning was simply a disaster.

You definitely shouldn't stay in the palace.

Of course, no one dares to say this.

Doesn’t this question the emperor’s decision?

Some people were frightened, some palaces were destroyed, and some gardens were reduced to charred ground.

The courtier in charge of statistics reported a shocking number, which made Emperor Yuan Zhen take a breath.

"How can a follower of the world be so destructive?"

"My palace, my Weiming Lake, my favorite nine-curved corridor. All of these were struck by thunder?"

The eunuchs and maids who witnessed this incident all reported back: "It's terrible to see. The slaves almost died."

"The roof of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion was also lifted off? The Youyou Palace was razed to the ground?" Emperor Yuanzhen seemed to have not recovered from the bad news, and murmured: "What on earth is going on? How could this happen?

What happened?" I just had a selfish motive to leave her to develop the elixir of immortality. How did things end up like this?

"Why do those who follow the world have thunder disasters?"

"She is no ordinary follower of the world."

Qu Yinyin complained to Emperor Yuan Zhen aggrievedly.

"Why is it not ordinary?" Emperor Yuanzhen was puzzled.

Qu Yinyin couldn't tell. She signed the contract, and even if she wanted to say some words, she couldn't say a word.

"Send someone to check her background." She suggested. If the investigation continues, Hua Chaoyang's background will naturally be exposed.

Emperor Yuan Zhen nodded, slapped the dragon chair angrily, and yelled at the courtiers: "Calculate the losses quickly, let her pay for it, and restore it to its original state, or else I'll take her head."

After hearing this sentence, Qu Yinyin felt much happier.

Her cold needle shot out, but she didn't expect that it was Li Yan who fell.

She was worried and scared.

However, she would not give Hua Chaoyang any chance to turn around.

"Uncle, I will help you supervise this matter and make sure she restores the royal gardens and palaces to their original state. If she can't do it, kill her."

Emperor Yuan Zhen waved his hand sadly, and Qu Yinyin accepted the order and left."

In Zhaoyang Hall, Hua Chaoyang settled Li Yan down and fed him a bunch of elixirs. Although he was fainted, his vitality showed no sign of weakening, so he felt relieved for the time being.

The little palace maids were surrounding him, looking at Hua Chaoyang with admiration.

My master is not only able to withstand thunder from the sky, but he also has a god-like man who is not afraid of life and death. His master is so great. He is simply a role model for their little palace ladies to learn from.

Yan Qing, who was struck black, sarcastically said angrily: "Don't worry, he won't die. He just got struck by lightning a few times, and he will be fine if he sleeps. Look at what you are doing with your lost look.

Woolen cloth?"

After speaking, Chaohua Chaoyang threw several cleaning spells on her body.

She was struck by lightning and her face was blurred. She led Tianlei around the palace in such a big circle, and her clothes were dirty and torn. Yan Qing cleaned himself while cleaning Hua Chaoyang.

Hua Chaoyang's thoughts were all on Li Yan and he didn't care at all about what Yan Qing said or did. He held Li Yan's hand tightly with both hands and didn't want to separate for a moment.

It wasn't until the little maids looked at her and let out surprised whispers that Hua Chaoyang regained some consciousness.

She looked around blankly, not knowing what was happening.

I just felt that everyone's eyes changed when they looked at her. There was fear, surprise, and disbelief in them.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Xiaoye was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

Pointing at Hua Chaoyang's forehead, he said: "Mark, Imperial Master, you have a mark. How did this come out?"

"Is the Imperial Master a cultivator of immortality?" someone muttered.

Hua Chaoyang instinctively covered his forehead and glared at Yan Qing reproachfully.

Why don't you throw a cleaning spell?

This would be a good thing. Taking off her makeup in front of everyone would reveal the mark of an immortal cultivator.

Yan Qing didn't agree with her and sat down on the chair opposite him angrily.

Hua Chaoyang panicked for a moment and suddenly figured it out.

It's scary to have no mark.

If the mark cannot come out, how can she explain why those who follow the world will suffer thunder disaster?

Wouldn't it be to expose her identity as a soul-transferring person?

It was precisely because of the immortal cultivator's vest that she could find a reasonable explanation.

If you think about it, this is also a good thing.

Then, I put my hands down and faced everyone's doubts calmly.

"Yes, I am an immortal cultivator."

"But why didn't it happen before?" Xiaochun touched his forehead, thinking that this thing could grow as soon as possible.

Hua Chaoyang thought of this clever little girl pretending to have a stomachache to avoid work, and followed her words and said: "I haven't been struck by lightning before. If you want to grow up, next time there is a thunder, let it strike."

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Xiaochun was doubtful.

Yan Qing took half a sip of tea and almost swallowed the cup after hearing Hua Chaoyang's answer.

Hua Chaoyang waved impatiently for them all to go down. She wanted to accompany Li Yan quietly alone.

After a while, everyone in the palace retreated, but Yan Qing, the scoundrel, was still there.

"What's the matter with you? I'm not in the mood to talk to you. You should go back to your own Imperial Preceptor's Mansion quickly."

It's okay not to mention the Imperial Prefect's Mansion, but when he mentioned the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Yan Qing was so angry that smoke filled his nostrils.

"You still know how to mention the Imperial Prefect's Office? You still have the nerve to mention the Imperial Prefect's Office. You have forgotten the good deeds you have done so quickly?"

Hua Chaoyang wondered: "I have done a lot of good things. You don't have to keep it in mind all the time. I won't always use this kind of thing to ask you to repay my kindness."

"Hua Chaoyang, you are still pretending. If it weren't for your two talismans, could my Imperial Preceptor's Mansion be destroyed?" Yan Qing was so angry that there was no longer smoke in his nostrils, blood was pouring from all his orifices.
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