"This matter, this is over, there is no need to discuss it again." Sect Master Liu Chen's words completely broke the hearts of the elders of the Danfang. Although they were still a little unwilling, they had to admit that it was unlikely that Song Pingcun would become a top-level alchemist in the future.

In the next five days, there was always a dark cloud in the sky over Po Yuanzong and the nearby southern capital, and the people with superstitions thought that someone had angered the heavens and was struck by thunder. What a sin it must be, to be split for five days in a row.

In Song Pingcun's sea of qi, the golden thunder and lightning seed finally took shape. It's another five days, controlling the strength of thunder and lightning, and guiding the power of thunder and lightning in nature is not easy, but it is already very skillful.

After suffering five days of sins and playing thunder and lightning for five days, Song Pingcun was really tired.

There are so few people who can't practice the thunder and lightning exercises, and under this condition, if it weren't for the existence of the thunder strike wood of the wood spirit, I don't know when and what month the thunder and lightning seeds can be planted. Not to mention mastery.

King Kong God Thunder Exercises, not as complicated as the original "Thunder Spirit Divine Power", after all, it is not a thunderbolt physique, and all the exercises are output completely by the thunder and lightning seeds of the Qi Sea, of course, this means that Song Pingcun only uses his fingers and palms, if he uses the wood spirit, the reserve of thunder and lightning spiritual power can be output all the time, and if it is not enough, it will lead the thunder to come, and there is almost no limit.

But this problem also made Song Pingcun aware of a problem, if the scaleless physique is passive, it is actually much more limited. The alchemists in the Danfang are all fire-based exercises, and they can use the earth fire to alchemy, so they don't have to worry about the lack of spiritual power, they can only consume too much spirit.

In the next three months, after Song Pingcun understood this truth, he was no longer in a hurry to improve the "Jishan Heart Sutra". Most of the time was spent cultivating the vajra divine thunder exercises, and when he was tired, he returned to the medicine garden to continue to communicate with the different elements.

To achieve the aura of gifting all things, how can it be achieved without communication? Even if it is able to communicate with dozens of elemental affinities in a day, after all, there are still many elements that are not available in the realm of the Broken Yuan Sect, such as necromancy and foreign objects. Such a large Broken Yuan Sect did not have necromancy, which also bothered him, but he didn't know what the necromantic element was like, and he was even more unsure that there was no necromantic in the elements that he could perceive around him now.

On the morning of this day, Song Pingcun was about to go to the area specially designated for him by the sect to practice Vajra Divine Power, but the jade plate on his waist suddenly shook, this was the first time that someone took the initiative to summon him.

Hurriedly picked it up and took a look, the jade plate showed that the sect master had summoned him, so he had to go to the sect master's peak to meet his senior brother Liu Chen first.

"Senior brother, I see that your cultivation of the thunder system exercises today has been perfected, and your progress is rapid, you are really a genius, congratulations." As soon as Liu Chen met, he first put on a big hat for Song Pingcun, making him very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only modestly respond to two words of gratitude to the sect for his support, and separately zoned out for him to cultivate.

"There's something I want to discuss with my junior brother." Liu Chen saw that Song Pingcun didn't know how to deal with it, and he didn't embarrass him, a hundred-year-old person and a 13-year-old boy were scheming, and they were really a little unscrupulous, so he said it directly.

"Sect Master, please have any orders." Seeing that although Liu Chen called his junior brother, he was still sitting on the sect master's seat and did not move, and he knew that this must be a matter of the sect, so he did not dare to follow Liu Chen's title of his junior brother and changed his name to the sect master.

"Me and your two senior brothers, seeing that you can guide the cultivation of thunder and lightning independently, I don't know what the magic method is?" Liu Chen's words are very skillful.

In the past few months, everyone has seen that when Song Pingcun was cultivating, he relied on a three-zhang high black bright stick next to him, although he didn't know what material it was, but he thought it should be a strange treasure, otherwise it would disappear instantly after every time he finished cultivating, and it would automatically appear when he was cultivating, and they hadn't even heard of this kind of invisible spiritual weapon. In addition, every time the black stick appeared, it instantly attracted heavenly thunder, they couldn't distinguish its material, and they couldn't even imitate it, and the master of the Jiang Workshop also secretly looked at it from a distance, and still couldn't determine what this strange treasure was.

Who would have thought that the wooden hairpin on the bun with black hair was the thunderbolt treasure that was three feet thick and three feet high.

Song Pingcun didn't expect this to be the problem, and was about to take off the wood spirit from the bun, but this time he couldn't pull it. Embarrassed, he could only scratch his head a few times, as if he was thinking, but he was actually thinking about what was going on.

Mu Ling saw that his son-in-law didn't understand, and took advantage of the fact that his head-scratching palm was covered, and a turn was leaned into his ear and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Childe, I'm shy and don't want to see others." ”

This sentence made Song Pingcun almost break the defense, during this time, Mu Ling was very domineering, why did he suddenly become a big girl who didn't want to see anyone. But after thinking about it, I also understood that the wood spirit and the flower spirit did not want others to know.

"Sect Master, I can't hide it, this is a strange place that I found when I wandered around the sect and found it without any opinion, and I don't know what is going on. Otherwise, there are so many exercises in the sect, and I chose the exercises of the thunder supernatural power! Song Ping told a lie with a clear conscience.

"That's it!" How could Liu Chen not know that Song Pingcun didn't want to take it out, but it was impossible to force it, but he still decided to work hard: "Senior brother can still guide this foreign object out again?" ”

"This, I'll try, I can't guarantee it." Song Pingcun can only be false and wronged.

Coming down from the Sect Master's Peak, Song Pingcun went back to the Herb Garden directly, and today's sudden inquiry really needs to be solved. The Broken Yuan Sect treats him well, and when the sect master senior brother asks this today, he must be very interested in this thunder cultivation, and even very necessary, if it weren't for the particularity of the wood spirit, he wouldn't mind letting the sect know.

Liu Yiyi has basically stopped accompanying him to cultivate recently, and the thousand-year-old corpse in the "Song Mansion" in the southern capital city is about to add the "Soul Replenishing Pill" again, and the speed is already faster than the previous few times, so the amount of soul grass and pills needed is also more.

Because Mu Ling needed to accompany Song Pingcun to cultivate, this time she used her spirit body to pick it herself, and by the way, she carefully explored around that space, hoping to find the reason.

Today, when I saw Song Pingcun going out and returning, he had a sad face, and hurriedly asked the reason.

After listening to Song Pingcun, he also felt that this matter was a little difficult to do, unless he really didn't take into account the feelings of Po Yuan Sect, and the Zong Hua who showed the determination of the sect with death.

"Brother Mumu, think about whether there is a way to solve it, I know you are the smartest." Hua Ling also appeared at this moment, looking at the wood spirit who had been silent and silent above Song Pingcun's head.

"That's it, that's it! Huahua has spoken, and I will reluctantly cede it once. The little black fat man came down from Song Pingcun's bun with an awe-inspiring face.

A trace of unbearability flashed in Mu Ling's big eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and grabbed a handful of black ash from the belt inlaid with purple jade, and then rubbed his hands, a trace of flesh pain flashed on his face, and a black wooden stick the size of chopsticks appeared in his small hand.

This stick is very similar to the shape of the wooden hairpin he turned into, the only difference is that it is round and has no spiral lines. As soon as it appeared, it caused a tremor in the surrounding space, which was covered with black and shiny silver light, and although it was not large, it revealed a cold and fierce atmosphere, as if it was releasing a cold aura that pierced the heart.

"Brother Mumu, what's going on?" Hua Ling was also confused by this sudden situation.

"This—This is the sawdust that fell from a lightning strike on my main body." Mu Ling said with some difficulty.

"What!" Hua Ling was also stunned.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, I'm not familiar with the formation, can Yiyi depict the Gathering Thunder Array and the Refining Thunder Array on it?" Mu Ling was rarely very serious, and said.

"Yes" Liu Yiyi studied it and said with some sighs: "It's just that the time will be a little long!" ”

"It's okay, as long as you can carve it, I can make it change its hardness with the strength of your portrayal." Mu Ling didn't say much, but his eyes were very reluctant.

"Brother Mumu, you're not kidding, are you!" The flower spirit was still a little incredulous, even if the body of the spirit object was dropped, it was extremely precious.

"Huahua, you've spoken......" Mu Ling realized that something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth, and hurriedly added: "Besides, this is also to help Gongzi solve the problem."

Although this method solves the problem in front of him, Mu Ling is distressed to death, this is the oily wood body that he has been bombarded by heavenly thunder for hundreds of thousands of years! It's just contributed, and it's false to say that it's not distressing at all.

An hour later, Liu Yiyi withdrew with both hands and finished it.

It was also the first time for her to use such top-level materials to make a formation weapon, but fortunately, with the cooperation of Mu Ling, it was quite smooth. However, the dark skin of the wood spirit seemed to be a little darker, and it seemed that this black wooden stick was not only the wood chips he dropped, but also some characteristics of his current body were added to it.

"Brother Mumu, you're even darker!" Hua Ling said distressedly.

A black line lingered on the little black fat man's dark forehead, and the pain in his heart was known only to him.