Chapter Eighty-Five: Refining Thunderseed

Murong Lan slowly mobilized his spiritual power and exuded his divine sense to contact the black thunder seed, but he didn't expect that there would really be a response. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Slowly, Black Thunder was slowly absorbed into Murong Lan's body along with his divine sense. The moment the black thunder entered his body, Murong Lan immediately twitched, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, and even felt some inexplicable comfort.

This mass of black thunder was finally collected into the body and hidden in the dantian. Don't waste time, Murong Lan immediately sat down to refine the thunder seed, and his body's desire for thunder and lightning made it easier for the desolate thunder to fuse.

The years are like a shuttle, and the temperature is warm, and it has entered spring. On this day, Murong Lan finally refined the thunder seed and made it harmonious with himself, but he was unable to disperse in his body and merge with himself. I knew in my heart that this was the reason why my strength was too low, but fortunately, it had been refined, and this thunder seed already belonged to me, and I could use it, but this desolate thunder consumed too much spiritual power, and the spiritual power in my whole body was only enough to emit a few rays, which really made Murong Lan speechless. But since refining this desolate thunder seed, the power of his original thunder power has also increased, and the color has changed to dark blue, and when he is strong enough, the color will turn black in one fell swoop.

"Alas, it's been almost two months since the forbidden land was broken, and the family may look for me, but it's just that there has been no news of me for so long, and Yan'er is bitter. ”

"Boy, what kind of **** luck are you, Sanyan just told you about the Nine Thunder Body, and you immediately got the thunder seed. The sword spirit teased Murong Lan.

"Hehe, I don't know, it's just fate anyway. Murong Lan was a little complacent.

"Wait, boy, you're ruining this. The Three-Eyed God of War suddenly said coldly.

"What? Could it be that this has something to do with the God of War?" Murong Lan was surprised by the words of the Three-Eyed God of War.

"I think about what kind of place this is, this is the place where the minebolt is refined!" the Three-Eyed God of War said fiercely.

"Ah, I said how could I be inexplicably angry when I came in, yes, Lan boy, destroy it!" Kun Wujian also began to shout, "Quick, pick me up and destroy this piece!" At the same time as shouting, Kun Wujian burst out of Murong Lan's left ear and fell into Murong Lan's hand.

"Okay!" Murong Lan picked up the Kunwu sword and carried the thunder power on the sword. Sword after sword, attack the surrounding buildings.

Unconsciously, Murong Lan actually used the method of "Ice Spirit" to condense the thunder and lightning into a sword, but because the three powers of wind and thunder were not as stable as the frozen air, the sword body was very floating, so Murong Lan wrapped this 'thunder sword' around the Kunwu sword, and the power immediately increased.

"Boy, what kind of combat skill are you, how can you increase the power of my body so much?"

"This is Ice. ”

"How can you know "Ice Spirit"? But that's an ice sword?"

"Hehe, this is where Young Master Ben is so powerful. ”

"! didn't you notice that your thunder sword has a short time?" said the sword spirit disdainfully.

Hearing what Sword Spirit said, Murong Lan also discovered this problem, and at the same time, he also discovered the problem: when the sword condensation was long, the divine consciousness consumed was larger, and otherwise, it was smaller. Murong Lan understood that this was the reason why his divine sense was not stable enough, and it seemed that this combat skill could only continue to be studied in the future. In the future, when the divine consciousness is stabilized, the length of the sword will also be stabilized.

Soon, the ruins were destroyed by Murong Lan.

"Okay, God of War, are you satisfied?" Murong Lan withdrew the Kunwu sword from his left ear.

"Well, so-so, it took so long. ”

"......" Murong Lan was always stimulated by the Three-Eyed God of War, and she was almost used to it, "Okay, it's okay now, I'll go home first to explore the wind." After speaking, Murong Lan rushed to Qingyang City.

Yuanzhao is the national capital.

"Father, I've checked it out, and the ban is still there, so I didn't go in again. Ji He knelt down on one knee and reported the results of this inspection ban.

"Are you sure?"

"There are imprint beads as proof. With that, he took out a fist-sized, crystal clear bead from his bosom.

"Hmm. Go down. Ji Tai took the Shadow Bead. Waiting for Ji He to leave, Ji Tai injected the aura into the bead, and an image began to appear inside the bead, "Well, it's indeed still there, it should be an accident, send someone to make up for it in a few days." ”

Qingyang City.

Murong Lan came to the city, it was already dark, "Hehe, the sun is going down, just right." Murong Lan then quietly sneaked into Murong Mansion in the dim sky.

"Boy Lan, why are you still so careful when you go back to your own house?" Kun Wujian was affected by Murong Lan's caution and asked in a low voice.

"I escaped from the forbidden land, how could I not be careful. Murong Lan touched into his small courtyard.

"Lan'er, why did it take so long to escape?" The light in the room was suddenly lit, and Murong Ying was sitting inside.

"Grandpa!" Murong Lan was shocked, he was already very careful, how could he still be discovered by his grandfather, and he waited for the rabbit first.

"Hehe, I thought you would be able to escape years ago, but I didn't expect you to come out now. Murong Ying beckoned to Murong Lan to come in.

"Who are you?" Murong Lan hesitated into the room.

"Alas, I have locked you up in a forbidden place, firstly, to keep the mouths of the people in a forbidden place, and secondly, to let you know the seriousness of the matter. Unexpectedly, you really froze in it, hehe. ”

"Grandpa, you ......" Murong Lan wanted to cry without tears.

"Okay, just come out, get ready, and follow the team to the national capital in a few days. Murong Ying stood up and walked out, "I'll talk about the specific situation tomorrow, so let's have a good rest first." ”

"Yes. Murong Lan, who couldn't cry or laugh, sent Murong Ying away, and then closed the door with a wry smile and returned to the house.

There was nothing to say all night, and on the second day, Murong Lan came to Murong Ying's room.

"Lan'er, at the beginning of this year, the City Lord's Mansion sent a notice, saying that several sects in the empire want to accept disciples, and in the past, Qingyang City was not qualified to participate in the assessment, and only once every fifty years can there be such an opportunity. As he spoke, Murong Ying took out three envelopes, "Our family has been divided into three, originally each of the three major families had three, but last year's hunting had an accident, the Wang family only needed one, and the Su family accepted two." ”

Murong Lan took the envelope, "Is this a letter notifying you to participate?"

"Yes, you must have one of the three of our family, and I want to ask you what you mean about the other two. Murong Ying looked at Murong Lan.

"Well, I think about it. The brothers in the family, the younger brother's qualifications should be the best, as long as they can meet the requirements, they should be allowed to go, which is also for the long-term consideration of the family. Murong Lan analyzed the family situation, "I always cause trouble, in case ...... , the family also has to have something to rely on. ”

"Lan'er, what did you say!" Murong Ying shouted.

"That's what I said," Murong Lan smiled at the corner of his mouth, "As for the last part, I suggest that the eldest brother go, after all, he is going to be the patriarch." We may not be selected this time, but this is an opportunity for a long insight, and the eldest brother should go and see it. ”

"Well, Lan'er, you're right. Murong Lan thought for a moment and said, "After this suffering of the forbidden land, you have grown up. ”

"Grandpa, look at what you said. ”

"Alright, let's go to your tearoom quietly. Murong Lan waved his hand to signal that he could go.

"Hehe, grandpa, I also got some secrets in the forbidden land this time. Murong Lan pretended to be mysterious and said.

"Oh, what is it about?" Murong Ying looked at Murong Lan's expression, and was also aroused.

"Huge shortage!"

"Oh?" Murong Ying frowned slightly, "What's wrong with Juque?"

"Ju Gap is not a weapon!" Murong Lan said the conclusion, and then explained the true role of Ju Que in detail.

"Ah, this huge lack is actually a detonator?!" Murong Ying said in horror.

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that there was no great shortage in the forbidden land, and if it hadn't caught up with the thunderstorm, which made the prohibition temporarily invalid, I wouldn't have been able to get out. Murong Lan said with a sigh.

"Hehe, I also said why are you so honest, it turns out that you didn't find a chance, and you became a fugitive at the first opportunity. ”