The top of Pingdu Mountain.

On the edge of the thatched hut where Zhijiang Zhenjun once lived all the year round, there is another majestic and majestic castle.

Even if you call it a castle, it seems too far-fetched, and its size is so large that it makes people feel incredible, like another mountain suddenly rising on the top of the mountain, so that people can feel the majestic momentum at a glance from afar.

Compared with this castle, the ordinary thatched hut not only seemed more unremarkable, but also too pitiful and shabby.

At this moment, on the castle with black and gold color and mysterious red lines, bursts of thunder and fire are constantly being released, attracting the aura in the small world to pour into it, and the momentum is like thunder, and the wave is transmitted to Pingdu Mountain.

But no one looked up.

In the past month, the monks on Pingdu Mountain have been surprised by this, from shock, surprise and disbelief at the beginning, and gradually turned into numbness and habit later.

Even now, if you can't hear the huge thunder and lightning roar every day, you will feel uncomfortable and a little unaccustomed to it.

Naturally, this castle is a city of light.

Zhao Shenbi was naked, and was in the thunder pool in the middle of the main hall, except for a pair of eyes exposed, all the others were immersed in the turbulent and tumbling thunder pulp, constantly using the power of thunder and lightning to strengthen his body.

His eyes were closed, the green tendons on his forehead writhed like snakes, and his whole body was filled with a brilliant starlight, and his heartbeat continued to reverberate throughout the hall like a drum.

As soon as the sweat on his forehead fell, it was wiped out by the violent thunder and lightning.

It can be imagined how much pain Zhao Shenbi is suffering at the moment, like thousands of hammers, repeatedly beating his flesh, bones and menstrual membranes, and as if he has been stabbed by countless spears.

If it weren't for Zhao Shenbi's tenacity, coupled with the fact that he had long been accustomed to this kind of pain, I am afraid that he would have passed out directly.

After all, the pain that cultivation of the Star Dao Body had to endure was not something that anyone could bear.

But Zhao Shenbi had no choice.

He knows very well that although it is important to have chances on the path of cultivation, it is a person's tireless efforts that are the most precious.

Water drops and stones are worn, and God rewards diligence.

Fortunately, the kung fu is not painstaking, and with each beating of his heart, the flesh and blood become more condensed, and even some extremely deep dirt is also sent out of the body in the process of this vibration.

Soon, Zhao Shenbi's body was covered with a layer of gray substance like silt, and after being washed away by the thunder pulp, his skin and flesh became more and more crystal clear, and he actually had a similarity or two with Jiang Zhenjun's "Innocent Glass Body".

And the qi, blood, and physical strength in Zhao Shenbi's body are also slowly rising, and even the spiritual power cultivation that has been stopped for a long time has also been improved and enhanced.

In the main hall, except for the fluctuations of thunder and lightning constantly rolling and exploding, there is not the slightest other sound, and even the light does not change at all, making people feel the passage of time at all.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Shenbi's eyelids trembled, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

Burst of light.

He opened his mouth, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said to himself with some unfinished thoughts, "Let's stop here today, this kind of thunder method quenching body is still too great for the consumption of mind and will, and if you absorb spiritual power like this, I am afraid it will cause an imbalance in this small world." ”

After Zhao Shenbi sighed, he jumped out of the thunder pool, and his slender and sturdy body was immediately covered by a wide white robe.

He moved his body slightly, and his bones immediately made a crackling sound, and even his figure seemed to be a little taller, making his already slender body even more attractive to an adult man.

"It took a month, but I didn't expect that not only did I recover from my previous injuries, but even my cultivation of the Dharma Body had improved a few points, it seems that the City of Absolute Light is still of great benefit to my current realm. ”

"It's time to get out, too. Zhao Shenbi sighed, as if he suddenly remembered something, and a sullen look appeared between his eyebrows, "Chen Zhijiang, you stinky boy, you haven't provided me with any help, you want me to clean up such a big mess for you!"

The more Zhao Shenbi thought about it, the more angry he became, "If you want me to break through to Yuanying within three years, and then come to save you, even if you want me to kill Yin Taosi, that is the strong man of the Shura clan in the Yin Moon Realm!"

When he thought about it, Zhao Shenbi was already extremely sad in his heart, but when he thought of Zhijiang Zhenjun's dedication all the time and what he had encountered at this moment, his heart was soft again.

After a long time, he said helplessly, "That's it, who made you and I are grasshoppers on the same boat, and you are willing to give up your innocent glass body to help me save my father, this kindness, even if there is a big difficulty, I Zhao Shenbi will never let you down." ”

A flash of fire suddenly appeared in Zhao Shenbi's eyes, and his tone became solemn, "What's more, since it involves the primeval evil clan, as a member of the cosmic beings, I have no reason to stay out of the matter!"

Don't give in.

The white robe shook, and under the feeling of it, the remaining ashes immediately swept out from the depths of the Absolute Light City, flashed, and slid straight into Zhao Shenbi's waist.

He raised his head and said, "Sumeru, I will temporarily stay on this Pingdu Mountain in the City of Absolute Light, you can stabilize your soul body, speed up the fusion of Sumeru Baoyu and the City of Absolute Light, and when I collect enough materials, I will initially refine you into one." ”

High in the air of the main hall, Sumeru's cold figure appeared, and his body still had a bit of an illusory and vague feeling, obviously after losing his original breath, he was still in extreme weakness.

She smiled reluctantly, "Master, don't worry, don't worry about me, although you can't recover before recovering your Origin Aura, it's still possible to rely on the Absolute Light City to stabilize your spirit." ”

Zhao Shenbi sighed, and said to himself a little, "It's me who is not good, I have been tired all these years, and I have not let you recover well at all, and I even almost fell to the point of blowing up the jade wall." ”

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with determination, "Don't worry, I must kill the Dark Rain, and I will definitely take back the Origin Breath left in his body." ”

As soon as he thought of the dark rain, Zhao Shenbi subconsciously erupted with an awe-inspiring murderous aura.

For the entire Shura Dark Clan, he can be said to hate it to the core.

If it weren't for the entire Dark Clan going out together to arrest him, it wouldn't have forced Sumeru to such a point.

Especially the ingrateful initiator of Dark Chen, who reversed black and white, Zhao Shenbi was full of homicide.

And judging from his experience of contact with the Dark Clan, he suddenly understood a little why the Dark Blood True Demon, who was born as the pride of the sky, betrayed the tribe, and even hated and hated the Dark Clan so much.

If your clan is full of sinister, treacherous, and treacherous villains, then for Dark Rain Stone, isn't it a kind of irony and insult to yourself?

Since he inherited the love of the Dark Rain Stone and took the treasure he left behind, then his last long-cherished wish, Zhao Shenbi should naturally help him finish it.

Especially between the Dark Rain Stone and the Dark Rain Truth, there seems to be a deep feud.

Just as Zhao Shenbi was walking towards the gate of the castle, a silver-white transmission note suddenly broke through the air and fell into his hand.

Zhou Xingzi's voice was respectful, and it slowly came out from the talisman seal.

"Senior Uncle Zhao, the auction prepared by the Seven Clans of the Shura in Xiaoyu Capital is about to start the first one, and we have prepared the identity of Uncle Zhao to hide people's eyes, and we can go down the mountain immediately. ”