The clouds surged and thundered, flickering and darkening, reflecting the outline of a huge devil's claw, and a large area of electric rain poured down, covering the monastic land with a terrifying atmosphere.

On the charred ground, a petite figure stretched out, pitifully lying in the stagnant water.

Zu Yuan's lovely face was full of muddy water, and his cute eyes opened reluctantly, and then, he turned his body and looked at the rain in the sky with his eyes stunned.

The thunder and lightning in the sky rumbled one after the other.

"Click"

Suddenly, a thick thunderbolt slashed down rapidly, rising a large area of water vapor.

Zu Yuan sat up slowly, the current on his body was stringed, and his hair stood on end, so embarrassed, just now, Zu Yuan was fantasizing countless times, and a thunderbolt slashed down, but it affected the pond fish.

Zu Yuan's eyes unconsciously skimmed to the side, only to see that a large area of water vapor in the place where the thunder light fell, in the haze, made a sizzling sound.

When all the water vapor dissipated, the figure was clear, it was the middle-aged uncle, I saw the middle-aged uncle walking away with thunder and light, the golden dragon of spirituality printed on the green shirt, and walking towards Zu Yuan with dragon and tiger steps.

Zu Yuan looked at the middle-aged uncle in this state, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, holding his breath and not moving, for fear of bringing terrifying consequences.

"Get up and cultivate"

The domineering and stereotypical voice echoed in Zu Yuan's ears, and a trace of blood flowed down his ears.

Zu Yuan didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, stood up neatly, took heavy steps, faced the electric rain, and ran in the cultivation ground.

Suddenly, Zu Yuan, who was running, fell to the ground inexplicably, and Zu Yuan also reacted quickly, rolling on the spot, stabilizing his body while dissolving the force, and looking forward with sharp eyes.

In the stagnant water on the ground, a fist-high column of water flowed thinly, and a large area of stagnant water scattered around it was constantly converging towards the water column, and then, a palm was formed above the water column, and bent down to support the ground to rise.

Not long after, a figure the size of an ancestor abyss crawled out of the waterlogged land, with a string of electric light on his body, and the moment the figure was formed, it was shattered.

Zu Yuan faced this sudden change, but his expression was not calm, just as he got up, a punch came in the electric rain, blood splashed in the rain, Zu Yuan fell to the ground, splashing patches of water.

At this time, in the place in front of Zu Yuan, there was the figure standing, standing still.

"Feel with your heart"

The stern voice came into Zu Yuan's ears, and Zu Yuan closed his eyes obediently, but he only felt that it was pitch black, and there was a crisp and numb electric current stimulating the skin and the sound of rain outside.

Then, Zu Yuan felt that he was being picked up, and when he opened his eyes, he was already spinning around in the sky, and then, flying farther and farther, and finally, he was beaten around like a sandbag.

Zu Yuan woke up suddenly and looked around in fear.

The valley was empty, with only large patches of electric rain falling incessantly.

A year has passed, and there has been no change in the cultivation place, and after endless cultivation every day, Zu Yuan's body has long been exhausted, and he can only be supported by a strong will.

Under the ancient tree that went straight into the sky in the original mountain forest, Zu Yuan lowered his head, and his strange dream was blank when he thought about it.

After a long time, Zu Yuan shook his head and stood up with difficulty, after waking up, there would always be a deep sense of powerlessness in his body, and he couldn't figure it out.

Zu Yuan walked out of the tree, the electric rain hit his body, the thunder light surrounded his body, and the electric rain flowed down the shiny skin, a year passed, Zu Yuan's only satisfaction was this well-proportioned body, he was not afraid of the electric rain and the pressure here, but the weight of the imprint on his body would make Zu Yuan feel uncomfortable.

"Stinky boy, are you lazy!!"

The ethereal voice came, Zu Yuan shuddered, and his dashing body was about to stand upright, and in the afterglow, he saw the swift fist pumping fiercely, Zu Yuan's side face hurt, and he slid out on the silky ground, until the strength dissipated, and the tumbling body stopped.

"Stinky old man, you want my life!!"

Zu Yuan rubbed his side face in pain, struggling to support his body, even though his body was already very strong, he still had a hot feeling when he was punched by the middle-aged uncle.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu's son, you can smoke as much as you want"

The middle-aged uncle's straightforward appearance made Zu Yuan's teeth itch, but he was helpless, and the two of them have been together like this for a year, and the stinky old man has also become the title of the middle-aged uncle, fighting with each other, but Zu Yuan is always the one who is bullied.

"Stinky boy, what are you waiting for, hurry up and continue to cultivate," the middle-aged uncle shouted urgingly.

"I don't cultivate anymore," Zu Yuan said angrily.

However, after Zu Yuan said this, he couldn't help but regret it in his heart, but the water that was spilled out of the words was spilled by Zu Yuan, but he simply lay on the spot, leisurely, so comfortable, let you wind and rain, I will not move.

"Stinky boy, what do you say, you have to think about it?!!" There was a terrifying tone in the slow, deep voice.

Zu Yuan didn't dare to look at the middle-aged uncle, but listening to the middle-aged uncle's words, he chuckled in his heart, and in his stunned gaze, the middle-aged uncle in the distance stood with a gloomy face.

For a long time, the middle-aged uncle walked towards Zu Yuan with a slow pace, and as the middle-aged uncle approached, Zu Yuan's heart beat unconsciously.

One step, two steps. Finally, the middle-aged uncle stopped a step in front of Zu Yuan, slowly squatted down, looked at Zu Yuan with straight eyes, and felt the warm eyes of the middle-aged uncle, Zu Yuan's eyes were dilated.

"Stinky boy, how about we change our cultivation place?! I can't even stand this place."

For a long time, Zu Yuan listened to this magnetic voice, and looked at the middle-aged uncle in a trance, only to see the middle-aged uncle scanning the demon path cultivation place with a tired face.

As the words fell, the sky began to clear, the ground vibrate, and the huge claws collapsed and melted into the ground.

Just in an instant, Zu Yuan felt that his body was moving, his cute head surrounded him, and in the next moment, he was stunned, only to see the ground in front and behind him rise and fall, and the surrounding area was a sea of clouds that was gradually moving away.

"Flying" This is Zu Yuan's feeling at this time.

"Not bad! This is where the next part of cultivation is placed, and it is also the place where the second part of cultivation is controlled, but I won't give you a reduction, you have to be mentally prepared," the middle-aged uncle said with satisfaction.

Zu Yuan got up, the tiredness on his body was swept away, he looked east, west, and jumped twice from time to time, having a lot of fun.

"That's all for today's cultivation, and tomorrow will start normally" The middle-aged uncle shouted at Zu Yuan with a smile, helpless, and only shook his head in exchange.

If you can stand on me, I will give you a qualification to become a strong man - the flying dragon is in the sky