Chapter 68: The True Meaning of Thunder
It was a road, a black road, only a foot wide, with bottomless cliffs and abysses behind it and to the left and right, with no end in sight.
The sky was gray and very dark.
There was silence and a restless heartbeat.
In such an environment and on such a road, even if Gu Feng is strong-willed, he can't help but have a fast heartbeat.
The road is a foot wide, and there are cliffs on the left and right, and whoever stands on it must be uneasy.
I didn't see the three of them, and there were no sables on their shoulders, so I don't know if it was an illusion or a real test.
Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, squinted his eyes, calmed down, Gu Feng looked ahead, and walked forward firmly. Only then did he realize that something was wrong.
"The true qi in my body is all imprisoned!"
In the dantian meridians, the true qi was stagnant and could not operate in the slightest, Gu Feng's heart moved, "The power of the body, but it has no effect in the slightest, isn't it?"
There is a faint guess, but there is too little information, and I don't know what to face next, so I can only suppress the speculation in my heart.
He also felt a suction force under his feet, which became stronger as he walked forward.
After walking for a thousand meters, his steps were already very heavy, but his steps were still very firm and did not shake in the slightest.
After another five hundred meters, even he felt a slight difficulty.
"This distance, I'm afraid the barbarian dragons are almost at the limit!" Gu Feng thought in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that he had been in the underground ancient city, he had inexplicably got the opportunity, his strength had greatly improved, and his strength had skyrocketed, I am afraid that he would have already urged the Boiling Blood Skill.
While he was thinking about it, he stepped out next, the streamer turned, and the ancient wind appeared on a small island.
The island is small, about a kilometer in diameter, suspended in the gray sky.
The island is densely packed with skeletons, no less than tens of thousands, and the ancient wind is falling in the middle of the island, among the skeletons.
Without prompting, the skeletons spotted the breath of the human, swung their spears, raised their broadswords, and methodically slashed at him.
"No hints, no explanations, no information, is this really a test?"
Gu Feng was very skeptical, but in the face of the skeleton that had been killed, he pulled out the dragon slaying knife and stabbed it in his hand, and he was a little more courageous. The horizontal knife was in the air, spinning left and right, and six skeletons were immediately killed.
The bones were scattered all over the place, and I was slightly relieved to find that they had not recovered.
He remembered that when he was in the Dark Forest, shackles would be restored, even if they were crushed bones, but luckily the rules had changed.
"Their strength is not strong, but it is equivalent to the innate realm!"
Gu Feng quickly guessed the strength of these skeletons, but he was still uneasy, because there were too many skeletons, and he had consumed a lot of qi and blood on the road just now.
This is him, if it were replaced by the three of Long Xiaoyu, I am afraid that he would have despaired a long time ago.
After all, true qi is imprisoned here.
"What is the purpose of the test of the true qi imprisoned here? The path of the first level, as well as the suction from the feet, should be tested by the degree of qi and blood, that is, the strength of the body. And what about this level?"
When Gu Feng was fighting, his mind surged with speculation, "Is it strength? or reaction? or combat power? or physical strength?"
Swing the knife, swing the knife, keep swinging the knife.
Even if his combat strength is against the sky, the dense skeletons around him are surging, and he still receives a few blows from time to time. His clothes were in tatters, but fortunately he was physically strong, but there were many white marks.
At first, I was quite excited, but as time went by, Gu Feng became more and more numb and expressionless.
There are 100 shapes and shapes on people, and 10,000 people are boundless.
He was submerged in a sea of skeletons, only in the middle, with broken bones flying from time to time.
Poof!
The powerful body couldn't stop the incessant slashing, and finally, a scar appeared on Gu Feng's back, and blood flowed out.
"I'm hard to resist, big brother, what should I do?"
Gu Feng couldn't help but worry.
The mind was slightly in a trance, and a wound appeared under the left rib.
He felt fatigue, his steps began to heavily, and a mountain of bones had appeared in front of him.
This is the real white bone paving, the white bone peak.
There were more and more wounds on his body, and they even ticked down, staining the lower half of his body red.
It's all his blood.
"If this continues, I must be killed!"
Gu Feng's heart was heavy, and he finally took out a spiritual grass from the Qiankun bag, and regardless of the soil on the roots, he stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a little, and swallowed it.
A tide of essence qi set off waves in the body, which was greedily devoured by the cells, replenishing and consuming.
Gu Feng's spirit was shocked, his will was like fire, and he was furious again.
Thundered......!
The long knife is raised, splitting the mountain and breaking through the block.
Burst......!
The dragon slaying knife fell, but it didn't cut anything, Gu Feng was in a trance, and then he found that there were no skeletons around, only piles of white bones, forming a continuous mountain range.
Gu Feng was tired to the extreme, but he beat his spirit and waited for the changes below.
Thundered......!
Like ripples on the surface of the water, slightly trance-like, the ancient wind has fallen in a thunder pool, above is a thunder waterfall, pouring onto the body, submerging the body, below is a pool of thunder water, washing the body.
Yes......!
The skin opened and the flesh bloomed, and the aroma of the meat just wafted out, and it became a burnt smell, with the will of the ancient style, and I couldn't help but look up to the sky and feel pain, but as soon as I opened my mouth, the Thunder Waterfall poured into my mouth, and it didn't enter the belly, and it was transparent inside and out.
The body spasms, and the blood veins crack.
"Who can resist under the mortal?"
This kind of test is simply mortal, even if it is ancient, this moment is desperate.
The muscles were completely scorched, the bones began to crack, and the beating heart beat violently like a war drum, beating at least ten times every second, carrying blood and nourishing the whole body.
"Boiling Blood Gong!"
The mastery that has not been used has finally been urged.
Without using it, he didn't know how many breaths he could last.
The heart beat fiercely, the blood began to boil, and a new force gushed out, penetrating the whole body, slowing down the destruction of the power of thunder slightly.
Now, the boiling blood skill has reached the second layer, once it is urged, the power has skyrocketed by fifty percent, making his strength reach more than 300,000 catties in one fell swoop, which is simply terrifying.
Blood gushed out and turned into a viscous mist of blood.
The cracked bones began to recover, and Gu Feng was pleasantly surprised to find that the recovered bones were harder and stronger, and he suddenly realized, "Sure enough, it is not a mortal realm! Thunder contains the most violent power of destruction, but it also has vitality, as long as you can withstand it, or understand the vitality of thunder, and guide it, you can persist and even get benefits." ”
But there are a few people who can do it.
The qi and blood are rich, the control of power is almost subtle, and the changes in the body are particularly clear.
Thunder's fury destroys.
Thunder is full of life.
Gu Feng knew that this was a great opportunity, and while urging the exercises, he swallowed two elixirs one after another, so he hurriedly immersed himself in them and realized the true meaning of thunder.
Compared with other races, the human race is not congenitally weak, and it can't even be compared with the exercises, but the strength of the human race is not the slightest bit underestimated.
The Guyin people are the spirits of all races, easy to enlighten, and relatively easy to comprehend the power of heaven and earth.
One of the unpredictable forces is artistic conception.
The most common is sword intent.
The same power, the same cultivation, once you master the sword intent, the combat power will be greatly improved, and you can even kill the other party in seconds, this is the horror of the artistic conception, and it is also the real strength to resist other races.
These are all things that Gu Feng once read in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the True Martial Sect.
Now sensing the change in the power of thunder, the most fundamental violent destruction and vitality power, this makes Gu Feng how not to be excited, how not to forget everything to understand.
The destruction remains.
This is a crisis.
But the opportunity in the crisis made Gu Feng fight to the death.
This world is too cruel, and the system of power supremacy makes him understand that if he wants to take revenge and live freely, he can only fight hard.
In a trance, the ancient style does not know the loss of time, does not know the degree of physical destruction, and immerses himself in it.
It seemed that he saw the little seedling in his mind, two leaves, two whiskers, swaying slightly, releasing an immeasurable green light, slowly devouring a thunder world, spitting out wisps of thunder essence.
Gu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, the void was electrified, and it disappeared in a flash, and with a clenched fist, there was a flash of thunder, and he was a little calm, and he showed a look of doubt.
"Thunder Falls, and Thunder Pools?"
The thunderclouds above have disappeared, and there is no trace of the thunder water below, and there is no trace of injury on the body, smooth and traceless, but flowing with a layer of thunder brilliance, gradually regaining its bronze color.
Not even the weakness that urged the blood boiling power was there, but there was an indescribable power surging in the body.
"The strength has not increased, but it has become more condensed, and it also has the power of thunder, and the attack power is not a little bit stronger. The biggest change is probably the strength of the body, if it was iron before, then now it is steel, and it is steel!"
The ancient wind urged the qi and blood, and the power of the rich blood qi diffused out, with a trace of thunder light, containing the meaning of violent destruction, "The true meaning of thunder, I have also stepped into the threshold!"
Gu Feng smiled, smiled happily, as for the disappearance of Lei Shui and the others, he suspected that it was the ghost of the little sapling in his mind.
Silently, a portal appeared in front of him.
"Have you passed this level?"
Gu Feng thought and walked in without hesitation.
Hiss......!
Seeing the situation in front of him, Gu Feng gasped.
The earth was desolate, full of scars, spots of blood, and many of them actually exuded a divine light that soared to the sky, making Gu Feng tremble, and he couldn't help but kneel down and surrender.
If a remnant of a soldier floats in the air, swaying slightly, it can destroy 100,000 mountains.
There is a crack in the sky, as if it was eternals ago, a sword crossed the sky, leaving scars on the Firmament Avenue, even if it is eternal, it is still difficult to recover.
There is a palm, the size of 10,000 zhang, imprinted in the air, and it is full of scars and bloodstains, as if it falls casually, and it can shatter a world.
Terrible world, terrible ruins, terrible World War I.
The picture in front of me was in a trance, and it dissipated with a bang.
"What's going on? wasn't it true just now? But how can the feeling that makes my soul tremble, so real?"
Gu Feng didn't understand, was it a feeling that deceived him, or was what he just saw just an illusion or something else?