Chapter Seventy-Five: Sprinkle Away

After Zhang Yi left Fang City, he jumped in the woods and headed towards Yuetian Peak, and it took less than half an hour for him to come to the halfway point of Yuetian Peak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The shining thunder exploded overhead, and the rumbling thunder was enough to make people chill, in Zhang Yi's keen perception of the vitality, the power of this thunder was even more terrifying, as if it was a blank area in the sea of vitality, and every thunder outbreak would expel all the spiritual energy, destroying any matter and spiritual energy that dared to be located in the thunder outbreak area. The power is terrifyingly above all the five elements of the elemental power.

Forcibly enduring the horror in his heart, Zhang Yi carefully and passively perceived the generation of thunder, the water vapor in the clouds very close to the ground was dispersed, and the power of the yin and yang poles collided and entangled in it, forming pieces of clouds that were either positive or negative, and the clouds that carried the huge primordial power of yin and yang collided under the agitation of the wind, if it happened to be the collision of the yin and yang poles, it would give birth to a thunder that destroyed everything.

If you climb the mountain step by step, it will test a person's courage even more. Zhang Yi's legs are also weak now, and there is an urge to give up quickly, return to the mountain and wait for the thunderstorm to stop and then come up to look for it.

But he finally overcame this psychological obstacle, carefully avoiding the clouds that he could perceive as a large-scale carrier of yin and yang power, carefully restraining all his breath halfway up the mountainside, and quietly waiting for a huge enough Nine Heavens Thunder to ignite the thunder fire in a huge cedar forest.

The sound of "boom" gradually reached its peak, and thunder thundered from the sky and from the clouds, and thunder and lightning pierced the air, like the whip of the gods whipping the earth.

One after another thunder and fire were ignited, and pieces of rocks were shattered, Zhang Yi did not dare to step forward, so he could only wait.

"Boom" a lightning bolt finally patronized the cedar forest where he was, hundreds of zhang away from him, hit a thousand-year-old tree with a thick hug, in an instant, Zhang Yi felt a burst of electricity that made him numb flowing, he hurriedly ran towards the location where the thunder fell, a tall cedar tree has been ignited by lightning, all the branches and leaves are scattered and scattered, and the main trunk has become a blazing torch, making a snorting sound in the rainstorm.

Zhang Yi hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look, and the silver electric spark shining in the blue of this torch was a Nine Heavens Thunder Fire. Zhang Yi didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly used the small fire cloud pill trick to cooperate with the true yuan to play the eighteen-hand trick, which appeared in the air one after another, and the eighteen-hand trick combined into a strange flame-like totem, with Zhang Yi's Zhenyuan for nearly a year, he threw himself into the thunder fire, and a flicker was about to merge into this thunder fire.

The thunder fire seemed to be resisting Zhang Yi's refining, and suddenly soared, the flames churned wildly, wanting to get rid of the totem formed by Zhang Yi's fire cloud technique, Zhang Yi was not to be outdone, and immediately spewed out a mouthful of fiery red essence blood, full of Zhang Yi's true yuan, making the totem suddenly erupt and contain the thunder fire.

"After the test, this mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and another year's true yuan was gone, and the true yuan that was refined by absorbing the spiritual energy of those few top-grade spirit stones was completely lost. Zhang Yi thought to himself. He also didn't expect that refining this thunder fire would require so many True Yuan to harness.

Zhang Yi took out a bottle of True Yuan Pill from the storage bag, opened his mouth and swallowed it, the energy similar to True Yuan contained in these pills quickly made up for his deficit True Yuan, supporting him to continue refining this thunder fire.

In the same difficult refining as this thunder and fire tug-of-war, Zhang Yi heard the bustling voices of people coming from the periphery of the forest, obviously those scattered cultivators who were searching for lightning strike wood.

"Dragon Eagle" Zhang Yi greeted, and the Dragon Eagle got out of the beast bag and stood beside Zhang Yi, majestically and arrogantly despised the arrival of those scattered cultivators.

Zhang Yi continued to refine the thunder fire, concentrated, and handed over the responsibility of guarding to Long Ying.

"Huh" A two-meter-tall giant-like monk came out of the bushes, and at a glance he saw Zhang Yi who was refining the dark blue thunder fire, his eyes lit up, "Heh, looking for the lightning strike wood is also accompanied by a monk who dares to cultivate in the wild, and it is really looking for a rabbit and a fat sheep." ”

But then he saw the majestic dragon eagle, looking at the huge demon beast that was one foot tall, he immediately shuddered, "Ah, a Jindan demon beast, this fat sheep also has a sheepdog." ”

Without saying a word, the giant monk turned and left.

There were several waves of scattered cultivation, and there was even a gang formed by three foundation building Dzogchen monks, but in the end, they still didn't dare to fight Zhang Yi's idea.

You think, robbing a monk has to ask his Jindan Imperial Beast first, the risk is too great, the benefits are uncertain, and some people who come out to mix are some who have been honed a pair of good eyesight, so most of them have taken a detour.

"Whew" Zhang Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, and he was engrossed in pushing the little fire cloud trick to refine this thunder fire, and an hour had passed, and only then did he barely succeed in refining. And this is because he has a five-element thunder sword and has some understanding of the power of thunder, so he barely succeeded.

If this thunder fire can't be refined into the body in a short period of time, it will quickly lose the thunder power in it, and in the end, it will only get some mortal fire that has lost its utility.

In the refined thunder fire, the small fire cloud jue formed a unique vortex form, and Zhang Yi quickly put this thunder fire into the dantian and placed it on the small lake of Zhenyuan in the sea of qi.

The thunder fire slowly absorbed Zhang Yi's true yuan, burning with his true yuan as lamp oil, and sometimes burst out of silver electric sparks, which was a manifestation that Xiao Huoyun Jue had not completely refined the thunder fire and could not control it freely.

When Zhang Yi opened his eyes, he felt a somewhat numb fiery sensation rising from the dantian, which was the thunder fire power that he had not perfectly refined. But this thunder fire is also slowly purifying Zhang Yi's true yuan, making his true yuan purer and more condensed, but the feeling of burning a fire in his stomach is a little not very good.

After Zhang Yi subdued this thunder fire, he found that the covetous eyes before quickly dissipated, and these casual cultivators who wanted to engage in some conspiracy saw that they had no chance, so they all hurried away.

"Hehe" Zhang Yi smiled indifferently, with this dragon eagle equivalent to Jindan's combat power, the threat of these foundation building monks was not taken into his eyes. He cut down the remaining lightning strike wood from the roots of the tree and put it in a storage bag, "Let's go." Zhang Yi beckoned, and the dragon eagle immediately carried Zhang Yi to the sky, soaring away under the fresh sky after the heavy rain.

"The dragon rode the wind and waved his sleeves freely. ”