Chapter 52: Thoughts Thunder

On the top of a high cliff in the Sword Sect, the temple sat quietly, and a bright light emanated from all over it. At this time, on the young man's delicate and handsome face, his expression was unwavering, like a rock, and there was no movement.

The low sound of thunder echoed in the mind of the drunken temple at this moment, and the thunder sound contained in the Heavenly Thunder Jue seemed to have a special magic power, which made people's consciousness gradually blurred.

Since that day in the Alchemy Building, Elder Xiao's spiritual wave hit his Soul Mansion, and he felt that his body had undergone some subtle changes in the darkness, but he couldn't tell where it was.

For about a week, he had been immersed in cultivation, and now he had faint signs of breaking through to the fourfold realm of the palace realm.

"Whew-" The drunken temple chief breathed a sigh of relief, gathered his mind, and forcibly suppressed the impetuous Xuan Qi in the dantian. Recently, his breakthrough speed has been too fast, and his Xuan Qi is slightly vain, so he does not plan to break through to the palace realm in a short period of time. Take advantage of this month's time to lay a solid foundation.

Zizizi——

The light in the palm of the temple flickered, and a purple thunder snake burst out instantly.

"Now that I'm more and more proficient in the control of the Heavenly Thunder Technique, it's time to develop some tricks of my own. Drunken this temple muttered, aside from the third thunder, I don't look at it, the main move he has used for a long time is nothing more than the spring thunderstorm and thunder armor, as for the wind attribute and fire attribute, the current drunken temple has no time to take care of it.

Just one Heavenly Thunder Recipe was enough for him to drink a pot, and he could only find another opportunity to improve the wind attribute and fire attribute.

"The consumption of Thunder My Silence on one's own Xuan Qi is too great, and the interval after using it once is too long. I've got to have something else to do it. "Drunk this temple's eyes are slightly condensed, and now that the demon knife stun has fallen into dormancy due to lack of energy, he should indeed add some more hole cards.

The reason why the sky is strong and unyielding, its light is the sun and the moon, its text is the stars, its power is thunder, and its ze is rain and dew, all of which are born from the moving.

"Thunder has always represented swift and furious, and my Spring Thunderstorm is formed by the convergence of extremely pure thunder attribute Xuan Qi. If I release my thunder power a little faster, will there be unexpected results?" Drunk this temple secretly thought in his heart, now that his Heavenly Thunder Technique is running almost in a thought, wouldn't it be better if his thunder power could be controlled by his mind.

With this in mind, the drunken temple immediately stopped hesitating, kept his mind, and slowly emptied the distracting thoughts in his mind.

Thundered!

In the blank mind, there was a sudden thunderous sound, and in the pitch-black space, the soul mansion that was bound by the chains of this temple exuded a strange ghostly light.

Under the dark broken hair, the eyes in the pupils of the drunken temple gradually dilated. I don't know how long this state of emptying my mind lasted, and I felt like I had forgotten everything, even myself.

As if from a lifetime away, an ancient and heavy voice echoed in his mind, and he felt that this voice seemed to come from himself, but it felt so far away.

"Thunder Yinyin, sound shock, a thought of thunder, a thought of thunder, a thought of thunder, a thought from the heart......"

Crackling!

The pupils of the drunken temple shrank suddenly, and the scenery of the Sword Sect came into his eyes, and at the same time, a vigorous ancient tree in front of him exploded instantly, and the tall branch fell, and then broke into two.

"Thoughts are thundering!"

A voice like a hollow valley sounded in his heart, and a strange seed slowly floated out from the soul mansion of this temple, and gradually entered his dantian.

A seed of thought was rooted in his dantian, and the temple was in an extremely mysterious state at this moment. The thought of being separated from himself merged into the thunderous aura, and at the same time, an unforgettable pain resounded in his soul.

"Ahh

Drunk with a painful roar, his pale face was about to split, and his dark pupils were as if he had been subjected to cruel torture.

This is the soul pain peculiar to the separation of the mind, like splitting your soul with a knife, and the pain is so strong that even a strong-willed person like Drunken Temple, can't hold back the cry.

The perseverance of the drunken temple was very amazing, and after a cathartic roar, he gritted his teeth and printed a trace of blood on his lower lip. As time passed, the tearing pain gradually disappeared, and the seeds of the idea finally fit perfectly with the dantian of the temple.

"Did you succeed?" Drunken Temple slowly opened his eyes, all the information from the outside world in his mind rushed in, and his mind once again took control of his body.

"Thoughts give birth to thunder ......" drunk in this temple felt the seeds of ideas in the dantian, and the thunder attribute Xuan Qi in his body seemed to have become a part of himself, and a strange spiritual link was established between him and Lei Xuan Qi.

His eyes were locked on a tall old tree in front of him, and a trace of purple light flashed in the pupils of the drunken temple.

A thought!

Crackling!

A bolt of lightning struck the tree's torso in an instant, leaving a pitch-black scorched hole.

"So fast!" Drunken Temple's eyes were full of joy and a hint of shock. He didn't expect that the speed of this thought was unbelievable, and almost at the moment he thought of it, the thunder transformation was released.

"Read, Lei Zhi. Now, in terms of speed alone, I'm afraid that a cultivator who majors in the Sensitive Attack type may not be able to compare. Drunken Temple licked his lips and smiled, this domineering speed made him try again and again.

At this moment, on the mountain, a series of explosions and thunders have been endless for a long time.

......

In just one month, it was fleeting. Today's scorching sun is already hanging high, on the square of the Sword Sect, there are countless disciples crowded, looking around, the black oppressive crowd is permeated, and then take a closer look, many of the high-level people are also dispatched, and the atmosphere at this moment is even more enthusiastic than the scorching sun.

Because the five leaders of the younger generation are about to set off for the Northern Underworld Imperial City, enter the Barbarian Ancient Realm, and represent the Sword Sect to participate in the twenty-year Northern Underworld Qualifying Battle, Ten Thousand Sects Fight!

"Little Temple, you're about to leave today, are you ready?" At this time, on the path where Qingshi Peak came out, Lin Chen and the drunken temple were walking together.

"Well, I have brought everything I should have brought, and I have tried my best to improve my cultivation this month, Senior Brother Lin can rest assured. Drunk this temple nodded and said, it is finally the day of Wan Zongdou, and at this moment, a trace of longing passed through his pupils.

After a while, the two of them came to the square of the Sword Sect filled with a sea of people, and when the disciples saw the drunken temple and Lin Chen, the sea of people suddenly cracked, making way for a passage, surrounded by all the revered and hot eyes, and the noisy atmosphere made the drunken temple swallow lightly, and the feeling of being in the spotlight was still a little unaccustomed.

"Wan Zongdou....... Come on. The boy looked at the sky in the distance with a solemn look, and he knew that a challenge awaited him.