After practicing the boxing technique for a while, Xia Qing began to move and walked towards the third floor of the Thunder Temple.

This time, he didn't have any complaints or complaints in his heart, and took the initiative to explore. The originally extremely dangerous Thunder Temple has turned into a treasure holy place, and the rich aura of heaven and earth is the greatest treasure, which is even better than things outside the body such as pills and magic weapons!

The first layer of thunder, the second layer of meteor thunder, and the third layer?

What does Ghost Thunder mean, and what good things will await you after this level?

Xia Qing was apprehensive and excited, and climbed the stairs step by step to the third floor of the Thunder Temple, and then, his face was full of astonishment. This level was empty, there was no thunder underground, there were no meteor thunders in the air, and it looked like nothing was black.

Another big pit?

Xia Qing was nervous, and the more she couldn't see anything unusual, the more uneasy she became.

The Thunder Temple was quiet, and the old shopkeeper didn't have any reminders, as if he clearly wouldn't interfere, or he had traveled thousands of miles.

After hesitating for a while, Xia Qing walked in hard, urging his mental power to the extreme as he walked, not daring to miss any movement and changes around him.

Without any warning, the air suddenly rippled behind Xia Qing, and then a small bubble bubbled.

Xia Qing Huo Ran turned around, still a step late.

The small bubble expanded at an astonishing speed, and then transformed into a thunderbolt, which exploded with a bang, directly sending Xia Qingzhen flying.

"This is Ghost Thunder?"

Xia Qing was shocked, a line of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward. As a result, after not taking a few steps, a thunderbolt was triggered again, this time more seriously injured, and a cut was torn open in the chest. Unlike the ** and second meteor thunders on the first layer, the strange bubbles come as they say, and every time they appear, they are like ghosts without any warning, and they are completely defenseless.

After only a few steps, Xia Qing was hit head-on, and it was useless to push his mental power to the extreme.

"It's all about defense, the ghost thunder can't be prevented, and everyone can't do it. The only way is to control one's mind in reverse, not to be happy with things or to feel sorry for oneself, to maintain absolute calm, and not to have any emotions and obsessions. The old shopkeeper's voice finally sounded, reminding and pointing again, telling Xia Qing how to crack the ghost thunder.

Xia Qing's heart was stunned, standing still and not daring to make any move, and then, closing his eyes, shielding his hearing, and even reining in his mind, he had the courage to let go of everything, even if there was a thunderstorm in the sky.

There was complete silence in the Thunder Temple, there was no sound, not even the wind;

The air is no longer rippling, of course, even if there is, Xia Qing can't sense it now, and he doesn't care anymore. According to the old shopkeeper's reminder, no longer care about the changes around you, and maintain absolute peace of mind.

Xia Qing let go of everything and just walked forward with his intuition. This time, it went surprisingly well, and there were no more dreaded bubbles. It was only after walking up the fourth staircase that Xia Qing slowly opened his eyes.

If you think too much, the more difficult it will be;

I just didn't think about anything, left behind all the distractions and obsessions, and went smoothly all the way!

Xia Qing was surprised, and then pondered, there was a little more understanding in his heart, he vaguely understood the true meaning of life and death, and his bulky body and elegant soul had an inexplicable induction, as if there was an invisible silk thread connecting the two. The thunder of the first and second layers is the refining of the body, the test of the body, and the ghost thunder of the third layer is the tempering of the heart.

"Qing'er, congratulations on passing another level and getting one step closer to a breakthrough. The so-called listening to thunder, you must first understand your own heart, congratulations on passing this level. ”

"Next, it's Dream Thunder and Heart Thunder, you have to be more careful. ”

The old shopkeeper admonished, and there was no news.

Xia Qing didn't rush through the level, took out the incense hourglass, and sat cross-legged on the stairs to heal his injuries. The aura of heaven and earth here has doubled again, and the pure aura is surging like a tide, as if bathed in a sea of aura. Soon, the wounds on Xia Qing's body healed, and then, the Yuan Force in his body continued to rise, tempering his muscles and bones and treasure space with the majestic and pure Heaven and Earth Aura.

Xia Qing was once again immersed in the cultivation world, leaving everything behind to meditate on cultivation.

This time, Xia Qing was even more relaxed, and when he opened his eyes, half a month had passed, and the yuan power in his body had more than doubled, and the signs of breakthrough were more obvious.

"Here, it's really a holy place for cultivation!"

"After the thunder, there is a beautiful rainbow!"

Xia Qing raised his head and let out a long howl, venting the excitement in his heart. The old Thunder Temple didn't seem to have changed, but it was very different in his eyes, and as the old shopkeeper said at the beginning, he liked the place more and more. With each level, the rewards are doubled, and the longer you stay here, the more rewarding you get, and there's no better place to be. Even the elusive and terrifying ghost thunder became cute in Xia Qing's heart, and he understood what it meant to let go.

"It's time to challenge the Dream Thunder Tribulation, Qing'er, come on. The old shopkeeper's voice came, encouraging Xia Qing to challenge his limits and see how far Xia Qing could go.

"Okay, old man, I'm coming!"

Xia Qing walked up the stairs and stepped into the fourth floor of the Thunder Temple.

Unlike the previous three layers, the fourth layer was filled with a thick black fog. As soon as Xia Qing walked in, the black mist engulfed him, and then, Xia Qing was surprised to find a familiar figure flashing in the black mist, an old woman coughing and walking in front with a cane. This voice was too familiar to Xia Qing, it was the voice of the old lady.

"Grandma, wait a minute, grandma ......"

Xia Qing caught up, and when he saw that he could reach out and touch the old lady's clothes, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the air, blowing up his palm into blood. The old man didn't feel anything, and continued to walk forward while coughing with a cane, the familiar footsteps reminded Xia Qing of when he was a child, and he liked to lie on the bed and listen to the footsteps of the old lady before going to bed at night.

"Grandma...... , you don't go, grandma ......"

Xia Qing desperately chased after him, and it wasn't until he exploded again, almost blowing his entire right arm away, that he came to his senses and knew that it was just an illusion.

Dream Thunder!

If you sink into a dream, you will be attacked by the dream thunder.

A person who is truly strong in his heart must not only control himself when he is awake, but also cannot lose control even in his dreams!

Xia Qing ushered in a more difficult challenge.

In the black fog, the figure of the old lady became more and more blurred, and she walked away alone on crutches.

"Grandma'......"

Xia Qing didn't dare to chase anymore, but as she watched the old lady go away, her eyes blurred with tears. The old lady had already passed away, originally, Xia Qing thought that the matter had passed, but now he realized that some things some people can never forget. Before he could finish speaking, another thunderbolt exploded around him, tearing a hole in his body. The deeper the thoughts, the more powerful the dream thunder became, and this time it almost shook Xia Qing's soul out of his body.

"Grandma, don't go, grandma......"

Xia Qing burst into tears, knowing that this was a dream, and he couldn't control the old lady who repeatedly called out to the old lady who disappeared into the black mist. The mind is like still water, it is not that you have really become a Buddha and let go of everything, but that you have not triggered your true feelings. The mind is still under control when it is awake, but it is out of control in the dream.

Alas! There was a faint sigh in the void.

At the highest place of the Thunder Temple, the old shopkeeper shook his head, and was about to interrupt this extreme assessment, when he suddenly made a move.

In the black mist, Xia Qing stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and quickly calmed down after meditating on his mind, "Grandma, whether you go to the Nether Realm or the Ghost Mansion, one day I will find you and do everything I can to help you resurrect and return to the world!"

Xia Qing secretly swore that he resisted the urge to keep up, forced himself to calm down, as if he was on the third layer, relaxed himself, and cut off all distractions and obsessions. There were many people in the black fog, and familiar figures such as his father Xia Changkong and Iron Lady Lu Qinghong walked by one by one, but Xia Qing had no impulse, no matter what appeared in the fog, he was unmoved, and walked silently like a statue without any emotional fluctuations.

"Hey, that's good. ”

The old shopkeeper nodded, and the powerful divine thought swept over Xia Qing's body silently, and found that a new change appeared in Xia Qing's body, and the fusion of body and soul began to accelerate.