The night is as quiet as ever, the quiet birdsong and beast whispering are difficult to hear, most of the birds, beasts, insects and snakes are sleeping peacefully in this quiet night, enjoying the rare quiet.

In the entire Thunder Inner Courtyard, if you want to ask which place is the quietest, it is not the place where the elders are, but the dust peak where the dust is located!

This assertion is not to say that the dustless aura is so powerful that it is more powerful than the elders of the inner courtyard, so that the birds and beasts dare not move.

It's because, whether it's the mysterious Black King or the Dustless Cultivation of the Thunder Technique Thunder God Chapter, the ancient thunder power emanating from the golden piece is extremely mysterious and powerful.

In particular, the deterrent effect on the birds, beasts, insects, snakes, and the like far exceeded the aura emitted by the strong monks of the human race.

To put it bluntly, the demon beast family, the fear of the human race is called fear, but the fear of the black king and the gold piece comes from the bloodline!

Unable to resist, and not daring to resist.

And such a quiet night also provides an excellent cultivation environment for Wuchen, not disturbed by external movements, and immersed in the mysteries of the Thunder God Chapter of Cultivating Thunder Technique.

More than two hours have passed since he began to enter the cultivation state, and in these two more than two hours, Wuchen has also touched the mystery of the first realm of the Thunder God Chapter.

Slowly opening his eyes, taking a deep breath, Wuchen gently looked up at the top of the room.

A pair of dark eyes seemed to penetrate the roof and know the night clouds.

"It seems that this Guiding Thunder Realm is not something that can be learned by looking at it. Wuchen muttered softly, although the voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the black king of the outside world.

The corners of the Black King's mouth, which was leaning on the doorpost outside the door, twitched slightly, and an imperceptible smile appeared. Then the gesture changed and the black light appeared on the fingertips, and he raised his hand and lightly tapped it to the sky a few times, which was to build a black light curtain.

The black light curtain is cylindrical, enclosing the dust-free room in the middle, but it does not reach the sky dome without a ceiling.

"Practice, I'd like to see how far you can get in one night. The Black King muttered softly, and at this moment he put away his playfulness and turned into a serious face.

He got up and flew to the top of a huge pillar not far from the room where Wuchen was, and stood with his hands in his hands.

The cold night breeze blew on him, and his clothes rattled, but the Black King remained unmoved.

The dark eyes glanced left and right, unusually solemn.

Obviously, he was also worried that the black light curtain he cast would be detected by some thunderous powers, exposing the wind, so he must be highly vigilant.

Fortunately, after glancing around, the Black King didn't notice any movement around him. But for the sake of safety, the Black King still insisted on guarding the top of the stone pillar and remained motionless.

And the dust-free perception in the room is not weak, and after hearing the sound outside the house, he is also the first to observe the outside of the house along the crack in the door.

Through the candlelight inside the house, it is not difficult to find the black light curtain outside the house, as well as the highly vigilant black king on the top of the stone pillar not far away. Suddenly, a touch of gratitude appeared in Wuchen's chest.

After gratitude, it is more of a sense of responsibility, the black king is so dedicated to helping himself, if he still can't achieve something, he must be ashamed of the black king's actions.

Taking a deep breath, Wuchen looked up at the roof again, his eyes shining with hope.

According to the recording method of the Thunder God Chapter of the Thunder Channeling Realm, the first thing to do in cultivating the Thunder Guiding Realm is to release one's soul consciousness out of the body and send it to the clouds.

The next demining step is possible only if it is first sent to the cloud.

Therefore, in order to live up to the Black King's intentions and his own future, Wuchen did not hesitate to release his soul consciousness from his body and rushed towards the roof.

However, it's not that I don't know that this seemingly simple soul consciousness lifts into the air, but it is actually very difficult to operate.

The first time he manipulated his soul consciousness to rise into the air, Wuchen only sent that soul sense a distance of a few meters, and then he fell down with no strength.

At a distance of a few meters, even the roof did not break through, and this result also made Wuchen's face a little ugly.

And due to the lack of rear strength, coupled with gravity, the soul consciousness fell too fast.

When he fell, Wuchen was not prepared, and fell heavily to the ground, with a huge impact, and the spirit of Wuchen was a little trance.

A huge stinging pain came from his mind, making Wuchen can't help but let out a cry of pain.

Originally, Wuchen was scratched by a knife and never screamed in pain, but now just the soul consciousness fell to the ground, and he let out such a cry of pain, not that Wuchen was too weak and fragile, but that the pain of the soul consciousness was far more intense than the physical pain.

After experiencing this lesson, Wuchen also realized that the soul consciousness level that he was proud of far exceeded that of his peers, and now it seems that it is really not worth mentioning.

It also made Wuchen deeply understand the truth that there is no end to learning and no end to cultivation.

And giving up on this is obviously not a dustless character.

"Come again!"

After the pain, Wuchen's mouth opened slightly, let out a low cry, and then once again controlled his soul consciousness to rush to the roof.

This time, Wuchen learned a lot, and when he controlled his soul consciousness, he did not use all his strength, but left a trace of spare strength, so that when his soul consciousness fell again, it could have a very protective effect.

Although, in this way, the lift-off distance will be shorter, but it is more important not to be damaged.

And Wuchen believes that as long as he works hard enough and works hard enough, this gap will definitely be shortened to a very small and negligible amount.

Again and again, he rose into the air again and again, and during this time, Wuchen's soul consciousness fell heavily to the ground after several mistakes, making Wuchen let out a few painful cries again.

However, from beginning to end, Wuchen has never had the idea of giving up. But the more frustrated the braver, the more frustrated the more fearless.

A face that was still immature was full of stubbornness, although it was extremely difficult to manipulate the soul consciousness over and over again to break through the restrictions of gravity and ascend to the sky, and it was extremely soul-consuming.

However, Wuchen still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Even though most of his soul power was consumed, Wuchen was covered in a weak cold sweat, and Wuchen never gave up.

And, with such stubborn efforts as dustless, the results are also obvious and gratifying.

From two or three meters at the beginning, to five or six meters after a quarter of an hour, and then to eight or nine meters later, the results of dust-free are also climbing rapidly.

And at dawn, Wuchen finally broke through the roof of the soul sense, and after sloping the roof, he climbed a distance of more than ten meters again, and Wuchen's pale face suddenly bloomed with a happy smile.

A sense of relief filled the dustless chest, and an indescribable pleasure almost soared in the dustless heart.

Although it is still far from the real soaring, the goal must always be taken step by step!

To be able to achieve such results in the middle of the night, the Black Kings who saw the progress of the dustless with their own eyes couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

"It's a seedling! The geniuses of the Thunder Beast Clan are nothing more than that. ”