Text Chapter 2 Heavenly Thunder Approaching the Body
"Uhh
The long sword could not withstand the continuous force, and shattered into pieces of iron, which fell into the air like the wind, like a shattered glass ballast, glowing with a little white light.
Xiang Mo couldn't support it anymore, like a kite with a broken string, he flew out and flew away, lying on the ground coughing up blood.
What he was holding was just an ordinary iron sword, which had not been replaced for many years, not only was there rust everywhere, but there were also many gaps, how could it be compared to the stainless steel air seal knife held by Xiang Tantu.
Such a violent collision had already broken his meridians and his true qi was disordered.
The little bit of true qi that had been accumulated for many years was also dispersed, wandering along the meridians in a disorderly manner, and finally disappeared completely.
This time the serious injury was more serious than the one he had suffered when he was struck by lightning when he was a child, and his body had already reached the point where the lamp had dried up.
There is not even a slag left in the broken dantian, and the cultivation has completely become a fool's dream.
The fact is that from now on, he will no longer be able to cultivate, and he will truly become a wasted person.
"Hehe, make your kid arrogant, now you know the bitterness!"
A follower walked over and came to Xiang Mo,
"Get up, keep fighting, just now I was showing people the sword moves, how can I continue to fight now? Is it difficult to be cowardly? Still afraid? How can I be as bold as a mouse!"
Another attendant kicked him unceremoniously in the leg and snorted.
Xiang Mo didn't have the slightest strength in his body now, so he could only take such a kick stiffly, and he was not angry, he lay on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he had accepted his fate.
"I said big brother, now that this kid has been cowardly, we might as well give him a ride and let him rest well!"
The third attendant made a gesture of wiping his neck in front of Xiang Tantu, and his white teeth were exposed in a sneer.
"Nonsense! After all, he is my fellow brother, but they are practicing each other's martial arts, how can they use a knife to kill!"
Xiang Tantu slapped this guy on the head, his face was annoyed at first, and then he immediately laughed fiercely, and said viciously:
"Young Master Mo, you said that you are a waste, why do you always have to worry about me, obviously you can't practice, but you can even demonstrate swordsmanship to many female disciples, your incompetent father has been dead for a few years, you can still be so angry, I really want to know, what benefits did you give the elder?"
Xiang Mo still closed his eyes, his face was light, and the few people who watched it were angry.
"Say, you grandson!" "Say, you give waste, play dead, okay, let you pretend to be good today!"
The attendants moved their feet directly, you punched me and I kicked Xiang Mo's body, even if Xiang Mo was no longer able to cover it, he was also beaten and his whole body twitched, and he kept writhing on the ground.
After a while, his body was covered with bruises and bloodstains, and red blood came out of his body, dyeing the gray practice clothes purple.
Xiang Mo didn't say a word, his two hands were deeply inserted into the ground, grabbing the dirt on the ground and kneading it constantly, as if the dirt was the enemy who was kicking him in front of him.
"Boom!"
A dull autumn thunder exploded in the clouds, and a strong wind blew on the ground, blowing tree branches and flying dust on the ground, making people unable to open their eyes.
"Master, it's going to rain!"
One of the attendants frowned and looked at the sky, and said dissatisfied,
"Okay, count yourself lucky today, let's go!"
Xiang Tantu took a sip and walked back with a few followers.
There was only one bloody man left on the empty martial arts field, lying in a pool of blood, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky like an off-string arrow, drawing a beautiful folded line in the night sky, like a blooming flare, lighting up the sky and illuminating Xiang Mo, who was unconscious in the heavy rain.
Immediately afterward, another flash of lightning slashed, and after drawing a beautiful curve, it unexpectedly fell on Xiang Mo's body.
"Boom!"
The powerful power of thunder and lightning instantly enveloped Xiang Mo, turning him into a burning man, and his clothes were all gone, leaving only a black burned skin.
This is not over, the sky seems to be crazy, lightning after lightning, thunder after thunder, wantonly squandering his strength, as if to smash everything.
Originally, these endless lightning bolts would spread everywhere, opening mountains and cracking rocks, but not only why, they were all honestly gathering towards Mo today.
From time to time, one or two of them had already penetrated into Xiang Mo's body, as if they were pulled by an invisible force, and they unconsciously submerged into it, and became a whole with him.
No one could have imagined how powerful the thunder and lightning were.
It splits trees, it smashes boulders, it scorches woodlands, it burns villages, it is not a god, but it is no different from the power of a god.
Even the most powerful national teacher in the Xuanwu Kingdom could not perform a move comparable to the power of thunder and lightning.
But now, these thunderbolts are constantly submerging into Xiang Mo's body, like an army that has nothing to look at, crushing everything in his body, and finally rushing into the dantian, forming a loophole-like blue vortex.
The whirlpool is full of ghostly light, dazzling, constantly rotating and stirring up layers of blue waves, illusory and illusory, adding a bit of cold and changing charm.
With the influx of thunder and lightning, the dantian was gradually filled, and tiny electric wires appeared on the surface, like worms, crawling rapidly inside, constantly intertwined into a smooth and round sphere.
The original shattered dantian was reshaped into a brand-new sphere with magical power.
Slowly, the Thunderball Dantian was associated with the meridians in the body, forming a whole, and the broken meridians were reopened, giving birth to a new channel, allowing the True Qi to be infused throughout the body.
The body, which was already full of holes, gradually improved under the nourishment of true qi.
The blood vessels, musculoskeletal, and skeletal muscles in the body seem to have been reborn, growing rapidly and reforming into a new body.
I don't know when, the thunder stopped, the electricity stopped flashing, and only the heavy rain remained between the heavens and the earth.
The heavy raindrops fell, and when they fell on the ground, the horn sounded, and the ground seemed to be hung with an incomparably wide bead curtain, a misty piece.
The rain became heavier and heavier, forming one small puddle after another in this area, and Xiang Mo, who was lying in the puddle, was gradually submerged by the rainwater accumulated in the puddle.
"Ahem! I don't seem to be dead!"
The face, body, and clothes were all soaked, and the rain fell into the mouth along the cheeks, faintly, with the smell of fresh air.
Xiang Mo moved his limbs slightly, and suddenly felt pain gushing out of every cell in his body like a volcanic eruption, and he almost fainted in pain, but he still clenched his teeth and stabilized his mind.
However, even though he regained consciousness, his body was as soft as noodles, and if he moved a little, it was as if he had been burned with a soldering iron, and his nerves were about to burst.
The rain grew heavier and heavier, gradually forming a pool around him, and as he moved constantly, the ground was crushed into a mud puddle.
The cool breeze blows, and the cold air invades the bones, and then slowly spreads in the body, as if the whole person immediately becomes an ice cube, and the cold invades the heart and spleen.
He really wanted to go back now, back to his hut, his legs could not be used, so he could only use crawling, his two hands constantly inserted on the ground, pulling his body forward.
After a while, there was an extra twisted tumbling mark on the muddy martial arts field, and the crawling mark kept extending forward, forming a new path.
Along the way, the wind and rain continued, and the ground turned into a quagmire.
He also fell into the pool several times, and crawled out several times, his mouth full of mud soup, and his body full of mud.
No one came to help him, he had to rely on himself.
His parents died early, and the elders had long since ignored him, except for a few friends and a long sword, and nothing else.
Only God keeps ravaging itself, telling itself that only by stopping, it will destroy its own fragile existence.
It is precisely because of the urging of this thief that he did not give up and kept moving forward.
With heaven as the father and earth as the mother, all things have created themselves, how can they easily seek death.
He wanted to stop several times, but there was a strong fighting intent in his eyes, and his already bright eyes were even more scorching flames.
Isn't it just a little mud road, I have eaten four years of crying, what is this bitterness?
"Even if you die, you will die back......"
The more he climbed, the more he climbed, the more he climbed, the more he climbed, the more he climbed, the more he climbed, the more
The broken meridians, the broken bones, and the torn skin showed signs of recovery during the run, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The scorched skin on the outside gradually faded away as the rain washed away, revealing white and tender skin.
I'm afraid even he didn't expect that a heavy rain would make him reborn.
Finally, the dilapidated hut was faintly visible, and he succeeded.
Entered the door, lay on the bed, let out a long breath, the flame in his eyes faded little by little, and he lost consciousness.
When he woke up again, there were already two more people around him.
One is a young man in Tsing Yi who is kind and polite, and the other is a cute and fresh and charming girl in pink.
These are Xiang Mo's only two friends in Xiang's family, one is called Xiang Wuxing and the other is Xiang Ling'er.
"Xiao Mo, you're awake, come, drink hot soup!"
The girl obediently helped him up, took a bowl of hot ginger soup, scooped out a spoonful, blew it, and handed it to his mouth.
Xiang Mo was not ambiguous, and swallowed the soup in one gulp, looking unsatisfied.
"Hehe, why are you in such a hurry, take your time, you are still so impatient, from childhood to adulthood!"
Xiang Ling'er chuckled and continued to feed him soup, like a little wife who served her husband.
The young man standing on the other side of the thatched hut had already put down the work of repairing the rain leakage in the thatched hut, walked over, and saw that Xiang Mo could already drink soup, so he asked with concern:
"It's better, Mozi, hum! I really didn't expect that Xiang Tantu, a dog-like guy, would rely on his own cultivation to be high, and beat you in front of so many people, it was too deceitful. ”
Xiang Mo saw that his two friends cared so much about him, his originally cold heart warmed up, he split his lips, and comforted:
"It's okay, didn't I come back alive, my body has begun to recover, and I was already resistant to beatings, this little injury is nothing at all!"
"This time, Xiang Tantu is to take advantage of the critical juncture when I am about to take the karmic examination and select the retreat to cultivate, you suddenly sneak attack, obviously to deal with me, you can rest assured, Mo Zi, I have reached the fifth order of martial apprentices, and when I obtain the qualification of Shanmen Town, he will definitely look good at that time!"
Xiang Wuxing's eyes flashed with an unquenchable anger, clenched his fists, and said fiercely,
"Okay, you can also settle down, you will go to take the karmic exam tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then talk about it after the exam, anyway, no one is allowed to fight now!"
Xiang Ling'er glanced at Xiang Wuxing angrily, and continued to feed Xiang Mo soup.
The three of them grew up together, played together, practiced martial arts together, and took on everything together.
Although Xiang Mo had an accident and provoked people who shouldn't be messed with, the two of them still ignored the eyes of outsiders and continued to walk with Xiang Mo, which made Xiang Mo especially grateful.
After drinking the soup, Xiang Ling'er covered him with a quilt, and the two of them took their leave.
Xiang Wuxing also needs to continue to practice the reference karmic examination, and only by obtaining the top ten in the karmic examination can he be allowed to enter the preliminary examination qualification of the academy.
Every year, the academy selects disciples from all over the country, and any qualified mortal can participate in the selection, and only by joining the academy can he complete that dream - ascension.
Five hundred years ago, there was a genius in the Xuanwu Kingdom who threw himself into a medium-sized Immortal Sect Pure Sect at that time, and he was able to ascend to the Immortal Realm with the master of the Pure Sect at that time.
It's just that this kind of probability is small and amazing, less than 1 in 10,000 probability, not to mention that the Immortal Sect is weak now, and from time to time it needs to deal with some strong enemies invaded by foreign regions, how can they have the heart to study the Dao Law, so soaring has become a luxury.
However, no cultivator has ever given up the hope of ascending, even if it is one in a billion, but only give up, if this generation does not succeed, then the next generation, there will always be a day when you succeed.
To this end, they have set up a place dedicated to networking talents, which is the Academy.
The academy is a paradise for cultivators in the Xuanwu Kingdom, bringing together the best martial cultivators in the world, only by entering here, it is possible to be selected by the Immortal Sect, and thus enter the Immortal Sect, once entering the Immortal Sect, if you are extremely lucky, there is also a trace of possibility.
Although Shanmen Town is not big, it also has hundreds of thousands of mortals, so it naturally has a test center for karmic examinations.
It's just that the annual examination is very difficult, and countless young talents are fighting with each other to select the best talents in order to have the qualification for the preliminary examination, and there are very few who pass the preliminary examination.
After several screenings, only truly gifted and persevering cultivators can enter the academy and become human beings, climb the unattainable ascension, and have infinite lives.
Xiang Wuxing is the leader in this selection, much better than Xiang Tantu, he has reached the fifth rank of martial apprentice very early, he is a well-deserved genius, ranking in the top ten in Shanmen Town, and is very likely to pass the karmic examination.
"You guys go back first, I'm almost fine! Wuzi, your selection is important, don't worry about me. Ling'er, you can go back too, I'm very good, you see, I'm much more energetic now than just now!"
Xiang Mo stretched out his arm and waved, comforting,
"Okay, okay, put your arm back, how adult, like a child. ”
Xiang Ling'er angrily folded the quilt for him again, stood up and said:
"Then, let's go, I'll leave you a package of food, if you're hungry, get up and eat, rest well, and try to get better as soon as possible!"
"During this period, I will warn Xiang Tantu not to provoke you again, I am a level higher than him, but I don't expect him to have the courage not to listen. With what I know about you, I believe you won't give up! I look forward to fighting side by side with you again!"
Xiang Wuxing nodded at him, gave him a firm look, and the two of them exited the hut.