My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

"Lord Lingmiao Dao?"

"Your vulgar wife, the mortal woman whom you killed to achieve enlightenment, is the master of the spiritual Taoism?" All the disciples' eyes widened.

The elder on one side took a step back in shock.

"Lingmiao Taoist Lord was born with immortal bones, and he can practice by himself from birth. Even the Tao he cultivates is his own. She is actually your wife in the mortal world?"

The head of the Dengxian Sect who came in a hurry suddenly looked towards the dark clouds gathering in the sky.

"That woman back then, was the Taoist Master Lingmiao?" 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, he has not wanted to have any contact with the Dengxian Sect.

The leader looked at him blankly, no wonder...no wonder Wen Mingxuan still can't get rid of his inner demons.

Who can defeat such a stunningly talented and beautiful woman?

"Master Mingxuan Taoist actually convinced Master Lingmiao to kill his wife 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 Yuer 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 Lingmiao Dao Lord to death?" Ling Yue pointed at him with ridicule.

"Where do you have the nerve to call her dead wife? You killed your wife on your wedding night and used your wife to prove the truth. Are you worthy of calling her dead wife?" Ling Yue got up from the ground and stood up.

He spat hard 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, all women in 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.

Now, I feel sorry for the Lingmiao Dao Lord who is so beautiful and beautiful, but he was actually enlightened by Wen Mingxuan.

To have such a shameless ex-husband.

"You can actually attack someone as good as Lingmiao Daojun."

"Wen Mingxuan, are you worthy of being her husband? Sigh!"

"Heartless 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.

He is not a good person, but Wen Mingxuan is even less good.

Wen Mingxuan, dressed in white, was being targeted by thousands of people at this moment.

His late wife was never unknown.

She is the darling daughter of heaven, someone the world looks up to, and 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 roaring thunder in the distance and looked at Wen Mingxuan.

"Oh, the great catastrophe of Lord Lingmiao'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 a thousand years.

The head of the Dengxian Sect looked ugly. When he saw everyone running out the door, he stood beside 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.

Little did he 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 bitter 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 solemn.

In the center of the calamity cloud, a young girl in green sits cross-legged.

The girl has picturesque eyebrows, ice-cold muscles and jade bones, and is calm and peaceful, as if she is not facing the Nine-Nine Catastrophes.

Her black hair was casually tied up with a peach wood hairpin, but it didn't look very charming.

People all over the world say that the spiritual master of Taoism has thousands of faces.

When a kind-hearted and poor person sees her, he will see a compassionate Dao Lord.

When people with evil intentions or serious mistakes see Daojun, they will find her frowning and cold eyes, which makes people frightened.

When people with a peaceful mind meet her, they will find that she has a smile on her face, like a spring breeze blowing on her face.

Everyone sees Lingmiao Dao Lord differently.

Only Wen Mingxuan had seen the most real her.

I've seen her jump with her legs akimbo, shouting her name with red cheeks.

I have seen her climb into a dog hole to bring herself snacks, hide them in her little purse and refuse to eat them, and crush them to pieces.

I saw her clumsily learning needlework, her hands full of blood holes, but she held the jade net and presented it to him as if she was offering a treasure.

I saw her carrying him 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 had seen it, but he didn't cherish it.

Now the girl sitting cross-legged in the center of Lei Jie is calm and 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.

There was no 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 a member of the vast crowd.

Wen Mingxuan suppressed the bloody feeling in his heart. He was not even qualified to stand beside her.

Lord Lingmiao stood up.

She didn't wear any magic weapon to resist the catastrophe.

Above the sky, there was a rumble of thunder.

The endless majesty spread, and the disciples who were close to him knelt on the ground on the spot, trembling all over, with fear down to their bones.

"No one has ascended for thousands of years..." Countless powerful men in retreat came out one after another.

If they can gain some insights during the ninety-nine 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, slaying all the evil spirits in the world, and rectifying all injustices. She always wastes time on those insignificant people and insignificant things.

But, God favored 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.

Watching her carry the first tribulation with her bare hands without any magic weapon, her palms were filled with cold sweat.

"One..."

"Two ways..."

"Three ways..."

Thunders from the sky continued to fall one after another.

Everyone was shocked to see it, the roaring thunder was still gathering, lightning pierced the dark clouds, and the paleness on the 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, and have never seen 99, 81 thunder tribulations. Moreover, each of her power is greater and more powerful."

"Now that we are seventy, what will happen next."

"Master Lingmiao seems to be running out of strength."