Chapter 38: The Tomb Rabbit Spirit (End)

"How could it be? Dare to love is Yang's own thinking is bad, this pearl belt is really a baby? ”

"But not how?"

Xiao Hu San, who had a pearl belt on his head, said proudly: "Since Hu San and I traced this big rabbit hiding in the grave bun a few days ago, I immediately found that this rabbit demon is a little unusual.

If this is really a successful demon refining that has reached the point where it needs to rely on riding a horse cloth to avoid the impending Heavenly Tribulation, then the demonic energy on its body is inevitably too thin. ”

According to Hu San's Red Smoke Cave that has been passed down from generation to generation, the first threshold of this cultivation ascension, which is commonly known as the Thunder Tribulation, does not necessarily come at that three-hundred-year node.

Listening to Hu San, the elders of the Hu family have seen too many examples in the world, one who has only cultivated to a spirit for more than a hundred years and let a thunder that fell from the clouds split into a cloud of green smoke.

This body has been split into smoke, and the spirit is naturally too dead to die anymore.

As a fox immortal clan whose entire family members are aspiring to cultivate and ascend, the Hu family is naturally particularly interested in these unlucky ghosts who fell on the first threshold, and they really want to dig out from them the reason why these unlucky eggs encountered the thunder tribulation more than a hundred years in advance.

However, it is a pity that apart from the fact that these unlucky ghosts are all goblins who refine evil spirits, the Hu family has not found anything else in common.

In other words, goblins who follow the evil path are more likely to be struck by lightning than immortals who follow the right path, and no one knows why.

"Therefore, a legendary ancestor of the previous generations of our family had to put forward an unprecedented guess, that is, the goblins who follow the evil path are faster than the immortals who follow the right path, so it is easier to reach the threshold of experiencing the thunder tribulation.

Regardless of whether this cultivation is good or evil, as long as it touches this heavy threshold, it will be struck by lightning. ”

Listening to Hu San, his old ancestor was respected by future generations as 'Mad Demon Immortal'.

Ever since he put forward the strange theory that 'when his cultivation reaches the threshold of the first bottleneck, he will be struck by lightning', he has been hanging around every day, and he no longer meditates and retreats at home.

However, I have to say that this strange theory may really have merit.

Except for the special case of his 'Mad Demon Immortal', everyone else was basically robbed by thunder before he was three hundred years old.

Moreover, this master lived until he was more than 400 years old before he was struck by thunder, and finally managed to survive the thunder tribulation, becoming one of the few great immortal families in the Red Smoke Cave who could successfully survive the thunder tribulation.

"Although everyone knows that the method of the 'Mad Demon Immortal' is likely to work, the problem is that no one dares to imitate his example.

After all, if you can cultivate a little more ability, you will have more hope of surviving the thunder tribulation.

In case you have to wander around every day like the 'Mad Demon Immortal', and as a result, your thunder tribulation is still stuck at the point of three hundred years, then it is really immortal. ”

After speaking, the little fox stretched lazily and lazily: "In addition to this 'mad demon immortal' who doesn't sound very reliable, the other ancestors of our family are also studying how to survive the thunder tribulation safely."

In the end, they came up with a set of 'Qi Hope Techniques' that could roughly perceive how many brushes the other person could have by sensing the intensity of the immortal or evil qi around his body.

In addition to predicting how long it will take for you to be robbed by thunder, you can also use it to predict the idea on the other side, whether you can afford to provoke it or not. ”

According to the little fox, if this rabbit demon hiding in Jingguan's tomb and quietly absorbing resentment and cultivating has reached the point where it is about to suffer a catastrophe, then the evil qi on its body must at least make Hu San so afraid that he wants to slip away......

Obviously, this time the opponent has not been so strong.

But why is a rabbit demon with mediocre cultivation in a hurry to look around for fresh riding cloth and come back to avoid lightning robbery?

The riding cloth was not stained with paint, but a very small amount of moon letter that had dried up after the initial absorption and filtration of grass ash and sand!

This thing will turn into slag and fall off the cloth over time.

Within twenty years, most of the geranium on the riding cloth would be weathered into slag, and then the riding cloth would be useless!

"Since this rabbit demon with mediocre skills is also in a hurry to find something that can help him avoid the lightning tribulation, it proves that it has reached the age of being struck by lightning, and now it must be at least two hundred years old.

To tell the truth, with its two subordinates, even an ordinary hunter in the world can easily catch it and drink it.

So how did this fat rabbit survive to the age of more than 200 years old in this crisis-ridden world? ”

"What do you mean, brother?"

"Isn't that clear? People must have a backstage cover, and there is this leisure to cover a big, fat and incapable rabbit, except for his rabbit god Hu Tianbao, and he really can't find a more suitable candidate. ”

"So brother, you knew early on that Hu Tianbao would come forward to rescue this rabbit spirit?"

"I naturally know, then Hu Tianbao was called by my friend.

Even if this big rabbit is not raised by his rabbit god, according to his rabbit-loving nature, most of them will ask us for this elderly rabbit spirit.

So this time he Hu Tianbao's bamboo pole, we are finalized, boom boom! ”

In the end, Xiao Hu San could no longer hold back the pride in his heart, and puffed his wide mouth, and actually "boomed" to learn the sound of other people's knocking on bamboo.

Seeing this, Yang Congxun and Yang Si both had a tight heart, and they had to reach out and hold down the money bag they put in their inner pocket on their chests.

"Okay, this gossip is over, Fourth Brother Yang helped Lu Da to the cart and let him lie face up. I'll help him control the yellow mud in his stomach in a while, and then it's over, so let's go home early to celebrate." ”

A few years later, Yang Si, who was already gray, was holding a piece of sorghum and teasing a little boy who supported his chubby chin with two fleshy hands, and was now happily sitting on Yang Si's lap and listening to him talk about those strange experiences back then.

Suddenly, the little boy who listened to the story and fell into the mystery asked a question that made Yang Si's heart tremble: "Grandpa, grandpa, what method did Hu San use to help Lu Da's tongue control these yellow mud that has been eaten in his stomach?" ”

Although more than 40 years have passed, Yang Si still seems to be choked by water, rubbing his chest for half a while, before he has palpitations to remember with his grandson.

"My mother, that Hu San, he actually regarded Lu Da's tongue and his fat belly as a trampoline, and just stepped on the big tongue like that, his stomach jumped all the way up and down.

Not only did he spit out the mud, but his big tongue never broke along the way, and those dirty things drained the crotch of his pants! ”