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At night on this mountain peak, the cold wind gusts, not to mention that it is only early spring, and the breath of winter has not yet dissipated, which is quite shady. Chu Jing still returned to Blazing Fire Peak and lived in the original cave mansion, and the punishment of the miscellaneous servants had been exempted by the sect, and the requirements made were only for him to cultivate well, and these thirty people participated in the Three Kingdoms Tournament for themselves and for the sake of the sect.

I found some books from the sect, and this night was all about studying the history of the Three Kingdoms, indeed, this is actually similar to the comparison method of the Thunder Trial. It is rumored that the cause of the Great Contest of the Three Kingdoms was that hundreds of years ago, a mortal who, in order to cure his mother's illness, followed the words of a mountain man who came from nowhere and went to a mountain cliff to find the herb called "Thousand Spirit Grass".

However, this herb has never been heard of, and after coming to the cliff, I searched there for three days, but I didn't see the thousand spirit grass that Na Lang said. This mist-shrouded, seemingly dangerous place, even ordinary monks dare not go up easily, but he, a mortal, is not afraid at all.

After ten days of searching, and when he was about to eat all the dry food in his baggage, he tied a rope to his body again and slowly climbed himself down the cliff. Under the cliff, there was always a place that was obscured by clouds and mist, and he had been hesitant before, thinking that it would not be such a coincidence, and the herb he was looking for was here, right? After all, he couldn't see the inside clearly from the outside, so it was better not to go in.

But after looking for so many days, only this is the only place left, thinking of this, looking into the mist, my heart is horizontal, or I slowly move my body there. In the fog, he opened his eyes and looked around. However, it doesn't seem to be any different. There were still no herbs in his eyes, and he was immediately disappointed.

But at this moment, a crisp voice of "pop!" appeared above his head unexpectedly. It's light, it's light...... But it was sudden in his heart! As soon as his hand was released, the rope fell rapidly with his body. Between life and death, man is always thinking about something, living, waving around, trying to catch what doesn't appear in his eyes.

Perhaps it was really his persistence and filial piety that gave him luck, there was a big tree on the cliff that happened to catch his falling body, and in a trance, his hands moved around, and he actually touched something. "Hum!" suddenly appeared, on the cliff at the root of this tree, an octagonal array, full of light, this array of eyes was slowly opened, as if it was a gate.

He looked ahead, where the light shone brightly, leading his steps, slowly stepping in. What happened next, what he saw in it, no one knew, when he came back, only what he saw and heard, not a word, no matter what others asked him, he did not answer, so he had to leave it.

His mother, after receiving the herb, recovered very quickly, and seemed to be much better than before. And Na Langzhong also quietly left after his mother recovered, leaving nothing behind.

Such a miraculous thing, the neighbors naturally spread it to each other, one spread to ten, ten to hundred, and later it became more and more evil, and even said that this thing was related to the gods. Soon after, someone really found him, but it was what everyone called the flow of immortals.

And the immortal cultivator entered the house, I don't know what the two said, and not long after, the immortal cultivator flew away. On the cliff, the immortal cultivator opened the formation according to what he said, he was really ecstatic, this must be a secret realm, maybe there is a way for him to break through to the purple mansion realm.

But when he stepped into this array, an invisible force pushed him away. "What's going on?

Looking at the place that had long since disappeared, he was extremely angry, he was an immortal cultivator who had been tricked by a mortal. In a fit of rage, he immediately spread the news of this secret realm, so that the more and more immortal cultivators gathered, he didn't believe it, how could a mortal hide from so many immortal cultivators!

But the strange thing is that the mortal and his family have all disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world, no matter how they looked, they just couldn't find it, and after so many experiments by immortal cultivators and martial artists, the secret realm finally found that only the forging realm, the condensing qi realm and mortals could enter the secret realm.

Since then, the major forces have occupied this secret realm as a place for the Three Kingdoms competition, hundreds of years have passed, the secrets of this secret realm have been opened little by little, which is rich in elixirs, yuan fruits and even all kinds of treasures, so that the forces have gained huge benefits. And the immortal cultivator also died because he didn't break through the Purple Mansion Realm, and no one remembered where the mortal ran to in the end.

Chu Jing rubbed his eyes, a little dry. In this way, this secret realm has an extraordinary origin, and there is a great opportunity in it, which is much more interesting than the thundering realm. Standing up and shaking his palm, in today's battle, if Feng Baifeng hadn't taken the initiative to jump off the stage, it would have been really unpredictable, and he was only in the realm of the ninth layer, although it was not an ordinary realm of the ninth layer, but in the ratio of the Three Kingdoms, there would definitely be many disciples of the ten-layer realm.

It's only been a month, just talking about one Mo Yangshan, the speed of his strength improvement is incredible, and he is definitely not his opponent now. What's more, there is that person, "Haratsuko." ”

Thunder spells,Now the spells I have learned are gradually insufficient.,Although the attack power is still very good.,But it's lost its original crushing state.。 "Thunder Splitting" and "Thunder Fire Spell" Chu Jing checked the magic books in the sect, these two spells belong to the intermediate level, the former is a single attribute and the latter is a thunder and fire dual attribute, which is the same state as the "Fire Thorn Technique".

But in terms of power, it is much stronger than what Chu Jing learned before, even the Fire Thorn Technique of the same level is far inferior to him, of course, the two focus on different aspects. However, my divine sense didn't know whether to persist or not, so I had to practice it first.

"Thunder Splitting", a medium-level thunder single-attribute spell, has much lower requirements for divine consciousness than the Thunder Fire Spell, gathering the power of thunder in the body and spiritual power. It requires a high degree of control and precision of divine consciousness and spiritual power.

The dark night always obscures people's faces, and under this long night, there are always people who take one step at a time, and some people take one step at a time. What will happen to everyone when it's over today? No matter what, tomorrow will still exist.

The night passed like this, and early the next morning, Chu Jing woke up from his cultivation state. I went around to the outside of the cave, looked around, and saw that there was no one, so I found a new grass and sat cross-legged. With a wave of the robe, the small inky black figure poked its head out of it.

"Zizizi" let out a cheerful chirp from his mouth, and after his whole body was dragged out, he rolled on the grass and tore at the flowers and plants. Chu Jing chuckled lightly and shook his head helplessly, but he just wanted it to breathe in when he let it out, so he just let it play.

"The power of the sun," stretched out his palm, muttering to himself, the brilliance of the sun was constantly inhaled by Chu Jing, and the slightest trace washed the divine consciousness in his body. The movement of his divine consciousness and the rise and fall of his aura slowly swelled with the ups and downs of his chest. But it didn't take long for that vigorous divine consciousness to suddenly dissipate, turning into a warm breath that merged into his spiritual roots and meridians.

It didn't last long, the light in Chu Jing's palm became more and more dim, and his closed eyes opened at this moment. "Whew. He exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, and his eyes revealed a little solemnity. "My current divine sense, even if I cultivate every day, it is very slow to improve, is it already fast to the limit of the Qi Condensation Realm?" I couldn't help but think with some concern, the pill in my hand was also a little insufficient for my current realm.

There are too many things to worry about, and Chu Jing doesn't want to think about it in vain, and he can't solve it. On the contrary, it is better to be like Xiaomo, happy and carefree. It was something he had always had. Suddenly, his thoughts drifted away, and unconsciously, under the sun, only the sitting boy and the carefree dark figure on the grass remained.

"Senior Brother Chu, it turns out that you are here, please, Senior Brother Yuan is waiting for you in the back mountain. At this moment, an indifferent word split his thoughts. Without looking back, his back reflected in the mountains: "Okay." “