Chapter Ninety-Seven: Tempering
The thunder of this world can be said to be a bit chicken, and it is not of much use to the saints, but the supreme great master can hardly withstand the damage caused by the thunder, so almost no one has used this thunder to refine qi and blood over the years. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"The supreme grandmasters in this world are all proven, not like me who picks and chooses, so there shouldn't be a situation like me!" Zhang Daoyi thought of the situation in this world, and said with some self-deprecation.
He forcibly stopped his footsteps at the threshold of the Dao, so it caused his current special situation, the Supreme Dao Fetus only cast the prototype, and failed to complete the whole work, but the state of mind met the requirements of the Holy Realm.
The road of preaching, one proof is not destroyed, Zhang Daoyi has already understood a path when he watched the altar before, that road can be called the heart of the road, all things are born because of the heart, and one thought is born and destroyed.
And at the juncture of the preaching, Zhang Daoyi felt that this path was not strong enough, so he stopped abruptly, and this situation can be said to be unprecedented in this world.
"My accumulation is not enough, even if I forcibly preach the Dao, I am afraid it will only be an ordinary Holy Realm, although the difference between the saints in this world is not big, but in the Tianyuan Realm, the Supreme Dao Fetus is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, I will prove it, but not now!"
Although Zhang Daoyi was a little disappointed that he had not forcibly broken into the Holy Realm before, he had no regrets, since there was a better choice, how could he wronged himself.
One after another thunder, after being weakened by dark chaos, all of them were split on Zhang Daoyi's body, even with his current body, he didn't dare to force this thunder in the sky, so he could only weaken it with dark chaos first.
Layer after layer of blackened dead skin faded away, and the new skin became more flexible, with a faint fluorescent flow on it, like a divine object.
His heart was beating more and more powerfully, and the thick and pure qi and blood were transported to every corner of the body, and in the dark clouds in the sky, Zhang Dao was burning with thunder and fire, swallowing thunder light, like a thunder god who had descended from the divine realm, dominating ten thousand thunders.
Fortunately, if it rains heavily today, it blocks the view, and no one can notice the abnormality here, otherwise the scene here may cause an uproar.
Zhang Dao sat in the thunder, letting the thunder baptize his body, his body occasionally flashed with electric arcs, and the long black and translucent hair on the top of his head also turned into ashes in this endless thunder.
In the end, Zhang Daoyi slowly got up, the thunder was useless to him, he stimulated the qi and blood in his body, and the qi and blood flowed like a river, but in a moment's effort, his hair had already returned to its original state.
This is not a supernatural martial arts, but the ability of the physical vitality to be strong to a certain extent, with the vitality embodied in his flesh, as long as it is not fatal injury in the skull, heart and other places, he can slowly recover, even if he cuts off one of his arms, he can grow another one in ten and a half months of kung fu at most.
After the bombardment of the thunder, Zhang Daoyi's clothes were only slightly tattered, and he could barely cover his body, this was because he absorbed most of the power of the thunder with his physical body.
There is still thunder in the boundless dark clouds, and there are still thunderbolts coming towards Zhang Daoyi, but the power of the thunder is not as good as before, and even Zhang Daoyi's body protection magic power cannot penetrate it.
Looking down, it was still raining heavily in Luoyang City, and there was not a single pedestrian on the street.
Zhang Daoyi turned his gaze to the dark clouds in front of him, his eyes flashed with eager light, and he spoke, "This rain cover has stopped!" ”
He opened his hands, his mind connected the heavens and the earth, the soul danced with the universe, and the infinite power between the heavens and the earth was attracted by him, and the immeasurable aura surged towards him at great speed, forming a huge storm.
"Is there a saint born?" At the top of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the Yuantong monk who was practicing with his eyes closed sensed the terrifying momentum in the sky above Luoyang City, and the changing celestial phenomena in his heart.
"Could it be him?" The figure of Zhang Daoyi appeared in the heart of the Yuantong monk, among the people he knew, Zhang Daoyi's realm was closest to the saint, and he already had the state of mind of a saint, and it was not difficult to prove that the holy way was not difficult for this kind of character.
In addition to the Yuantong monk, Qin Yao and Zhu Haoming's protectors who were in Chang'an City also looked at the sky at the same time, the strong aura in the sky made their hearts tremble, making them unable to raise the courage to explore in the past, and the thunderclouds in the sky at this time were not dispersed, and they did not dare to rashly use their divine sense to investigate, in front of the heavenly thunder, the divine sense was extremely fragile, no different from paper paste.
"Holy Word!"
Qin Yao thought that someone might have attained the Holy Dao, and an infinite yearning rose in her heart, she gave up too many things for the Holy Dao, including her own feelings, but it was always difficult to touch the threshold of the Holy Dao.
"Was it worth it for me to cut off the love thread back then?"
Her heart suddenly shook at this time, and a feeling of regret welled up in her heart, but the next moment she regained her clarity and cut off the distracting thoughts in her heart.
"It's so dangerous that I was shaken by the possibility that someone might have attained the Holy Path!"
"Master, are you alright?" Sensing Qin Yao's aura fluctuations, Concubine Shi came to her side and asked with concern.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little shocked to find out that someone might have attained the Holy Path!" Qin Yao opened his mouth to explain.
"Has anyone attained the Holy Word?" Shi Fei Xuan asked in surprise, no longer indifferent.
"It should be, but I'm not sure if it's or not, after all, I haven't seen a saint either!" Qin Yao wiped the dark cloud hair in her ears and said lightly, at this time she also calmed down.
"I just hope that the birth of a saint will not have an impact on the election of the emperor in Luoyang, the current situation is chaotic enough!" Concubine Shi frowned and said with some concern.
"There are ten thousand Buddha arrays in the meditation temple, and there are dozens of supreme masters of my Buddhism in Luoyang when the emperor is elected, even if the saints go to it, it is rare to please, concubine, you don't have to worry!"
"Now as long as Yang Guang is removed, it will be a big deal!"
"Now that Yang Guang's temperament has changed greatly, everyone knows it, and my Buddhism also has a reason to do it, and he can't escape!" Qin Yao said.
"The Boundless Purple Star River!"
Endless purple points of light converged in front of Zhang Daoyi, the points of light were bright, each one was like a star, and the stars converged into a river, which was a purple galaxy.
This style of martial arts is one of the ten styles in the Heavenly Treasure Book, and when it moves, it is like a galaxy fighting, and it is invincible!
Every star in front of Zhang Daoyi was enough to kill the Grandmaster alone, and now the number of stars in front of him was more than 100,000, which was an immeasurable force.