Above the sky, black clouds rolled, and bursts of dull thunder roared, as if some monster was about to emerge from the clouds.

Wu Fusheng grinned and sat aside, and said with concern: "Master, if you are not feeling well, why don't we go another day." ”

The old man glanced at Wu Fusheng, his eyes were full of disdain: "Comfortable? Under the weather? ”

"Comfort is reserved for the dead, how can it be comfortable to be alive? Dead, lying in a coffin, can be comfortable for a thousand years, ten thousand years, does that work? Stop talking and go! Hurry! ”

The white-bearded old man held on to the trunk of the tree, stood up tremblingly, and staggered forward step by step.

Wu Fusheng just knelt on the ground for a short while, and when he saw that the old man was about to leave again, he was reluctant in his heart, but he thought about it, he was too wasteful, this old man was so old, and he looked like he was going to die at any time, and he was still trying to move forward, he was young, but how could he not even stand this little suffering?

Such a person is not a waste, and what is it?

People are very strange animals, they are not afraid of anything else, they are afraid of comparison, if they compare with others and find that they are a little worse than others, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.

At this moment, Wu Fusheng struggled to stand up, straightened his spine, and followed closely behind the old man.

The two of them went one after the other, and finally came to the top of the mountain that day.

On the top of the mountain, a tall dead tree stands proudly at the bottom of the clouds.

When the old man came to this place, he had reached the limit, prostrate on the ground, panting like a dog, sweating like pulp all over his body, and his clothes were wet.

Wu Fusheng was also in unbearable pain, and at this moment, he couldn't wait to cut off his legs with a knife, maybe he could feel a little more comfortable.

The white-bearded and white-haired old man ordered breathlessly: "Apprentice, you are ...... Fast...... Hurry up ......"

Wu Fusheng was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, what's fast?" ”

"Take five steps forward, and you'll ...... Pull out the root of the tree under the slate and ...... separately Wrap around the legs separately...... Above! ”

Wu Fusheng didn't know why, so he took five steps forward according to his words, and sure enough, he saw a gap under a stone.

He reached in and fumbled for a long time, and he really pulled out an extremely long thing that resembled the root of a tree!

The roots of the tree are dark and hard to the touch, but they are extremely tough and can be bent at will.

Wu Fusheng wrapped the roots of the tree tightly around his legs, and there were already bursts of lightning in the sky!

It was the rainy season, and the clouds were extremely low, and the lightning in the clouds was low and dense, and the faces of the people reflected were like ghosts.

"Master, what is the purpose of tying up this root?"

"This tree is not an ordinary tree, but a congenital alien species, and it has been struck by lightning for thousands of years on this mountain, and it has already become a lightning strike divine tree, and the teacher has put the wind and thunder stick cast by different iron on the top of the tree, so this tree has become a thunder tree that is 100% connected to thunder and lightning!"

Wu Fusheng faintly felt that something was wrong, and asked puzzledly: "Connecting thunder and lightning?" And then? ”

"Then the thunder and lightning in the sky will come down, first on the wind thunder stick, and then the thunder and lightning will go down the trunk of the tree and spread to the root of the tree, and you tie the root to your leg, and the thunder and lightning will pass through the root to your body!"

At this moment, there was a sudden muffled thunder above the Nine Heavens, which only shook the entire mountain peak slightly!

When Wu Fusheng heard this, the hairs on his whole body stood up in horror, and he said in a panic: "That...... Wouldn't that put ...... Chopped the apprentice to death? ”

The old man laughed, reached into his arms, took off the thing around his neck, threw it to Wu Fusheng, and said, "Put it on your neck and put it on your heart!" ”

Wu Fusheng took the thing, stared at it carefully, and saw a swarthy black stone similar to jade hanging on a dirty black rope.

This black stone looks unremarkable, no different from ordinary stones, but it is black and shiny!

Wu Fusheng faintly felt something in his heart, and put the black stone on his heart according to his words.

"Excellent! With this lightning protection black jade, the heavenly thunder will not kill you! The old man saw that Wu Fusheng had put the stone away, so he said with confidence.

Wu Fusheng was slightly relieved, and said with a smile: "It turns out that Master's treasure is so powerful, so since the Heavenly Thunder Splits the Immortal Disciple, what is this tree root entangled in the leg to attract the Heavenly Thunder?" Is it that the thunder slashing on the apprentice will have another miraculous effect? ”

The white-bearded and white-haired old man glanced at Wu Fusheng with disdain, and slowly stepped back, with a look of sarcasm and schadenfreude in his eyes: "There are miraculous effects, but this world is very fair, if you get something, you will inevitably lose something!" Since you can't study and practice hard, you can't endure the hardships of martial arts, and you want to defeat those martial arts maniacs who practice day and night, and practice in their dreams, then you can only endure the pain of the Nine Shades of Purgatory. Come on! Support you spiritually for the teacher! ”

The white-bearded old man said a word of chicken soup very rarely, but no matter how Wu Fusheng heard it, he felt that his tone was not like encouraging himself, but like cursing himself?

Why do you feel full of malice in these words?

Wu Fusheng hadn't thought about it yet, and above the nine heavens, two ink clouds collided viciously together, and an electric light that illuminated the heavens and the earth exploded!

Twists and turns like vines, wisps like silk.

The wrath of Haotian, the thunder in the rain.

A huge thunderbolt full of infinite power slashed viciously at the wind and thunder stick at the top of the tree.

Thunder and lightning pierced through the wind and thunder sticks and went straight to the trunk of the tree!

Through the trunk of the tree, thunder and lightning went all the way down, penetrating the roots of the tree in an instant.

Countless electric lights surged from the roots of the tree, and they all burrowed into Wu Fusheng's body quickly and without waves!

Wu Fusheng only felt that it seemed that there were a thousand, ten thousand knives stabbed at him in an instant, and these countless knives cut repeatedly on each of his cells!

This pain is unprecedented, and this pain is enough to make people reincarnate on the spot!

Wu Fusheng fainted in an instant, unconscious.

But his body, like a severe Parkinson's patient, shook like a leaf in a storm, frantically and violently!

If there was no lightning protection black jade, 10,000 Wu Fusheng would be dead at this moment!

The black clouds in the sky were layered on top of each other, and two black clouds were fighting each other, and a lightning light fell in response!

Wu Fusheng, who was visited by the god of death again, woke up from the illusion of death in an instant, and had the illusion of life!

Countless white lights converge in front of you, and countless black dots swim quickly in front of you!

All kinds of strange scenes of light and land poured out like a tide, and faded away at the speed of light.

His body trembled like a windmill in a storm.

The white-bearded old man looked up at the sky, stood up with difficulty, and picked up a white wooden stick from the side.

He walked up to Wu Fusheng, stabbed Wu Fusheng with a long wooden stick from a distance, and shouted: "Hey! Are you still alive? Feed?! ”

Wu Fusheng opened his eyes in confusion, only to feel that the white expanse in front of him seemed to be pitch black, and he had temporarily lost his eyesight!

"Division...... Master, apprentice...... The apprentice is dying, can you ...... Can ......"

"Can't! You bite this stick with your teeth! The old man looked at the sky worriedly, interrupted Wu Fusheng's words impatiently, and forcibly stuffed the wooden stick into Wu Fusheng's hand.

Wu Fusheng touched the wooden stick and said blankly: "Master...... Master, what is this stick...... What do you use ......?"

"You bite the stick in your mouth to prevent your teeth from biting off your tongue, and if your tongue is broken, you can't pick it up, and you become dumb!"

After the old man finished speaking, he no longer cared about Wu Fusheng, turned his head and limped down the mountain to avoid the rain.

At this moment, Wu Fusheng is delirious and his limbs are weak, where else can he think?

He calmly shoved the stick into his mouth and bit it viciously.

The raindrops of beans smashed on the rocks and also on Wu Fusheng's face.

A downpour, pouring down.

Is there anyone who, like me, is listening to the sound of the rain at this very moment?

Gradually, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the thunder and lightning became more and more violent and dense.

This thunder and lightning has not changed for thousands of years.

But the world has changed countless times.

So is long-term affection often exchanged for betrayal?

If it weren't for the storm, we would still be mortal.

Today has entered the clouds, will not the world be turned upside down?

On June days, the child's face changes when he says it.

When the clouds opened and the fog cleared, and the heavens and the earth were restored to light, it was already evening.

The golden light penetrates the thick clouds and reflects softly on the bluestone.

In the midst of the mist, a seven-colored rainbow runs through the sky.

If you can't know how cruel heaven and earth are, you can't feel how gentle heaven and earth are.

The white-bearded and white-haired Lei Shiyong slowly paced in front of Wu Fusheng.

At this time, Wu Fusheng's appearance has changed greatly.

A blackened head, a blackened body, blackened clothes, a blackened person.

If you didn't know that this was a person, I'm afraid everyone would think that this is a piece of wood scorched by lightning.

Lei Shiyong found a wooden stick, poked a big black lump, and shouted, "Apprentice? Don't be lazy, you didn't collect the clothes you washed yesterday, and they were all wet in the heavy rain just now! ”

The old man was talking louder and louder, and by the end he was already screaming at the top of his throat!

There was a movement in the inky black dust pile, and a round thing came out.

Lei Shiyong couldn't help laughing, that round meat ball turned out to be Wu Fusheng's head!

The power of thunder and lightning is incomparable, not something that people can bear, Wu Fusheng survived under the lightning strike for special reasons, but the hair and clothes on his body were all turned into black ashes!

Wu Fusheng stood up in a daze, and looked at Lei Shiyong in a daze.

Lei Shiyong circled around Wu Fusheng a few times, looked at him carefully for a long time, and then smashed his mouth with satisfaction, groped out the lightning protection ink jade from the black dust on the ground and put it in his pocket, then put his hand behind his back, and said, "Let's go!" ”

The two of them went one after the other, and slowly came down the mountain.

The slanting sun emitted a golden light, plating the two people in front of and behind them into a brilliant golden color, just like the immortals who came to the world in the fairy world!

By the time the two of them returned to the thatched hut, it was completely dark.