Everyone in the Void Cave Heaven, Ning Junxi can't beat it now, even Tang Wanqing.

But in the Void Cave Heaven, if Ning Junxi didn't want people to find him, it would be impossible for anyone to find him, even the old man.

It's an unbelievable thing, but it's true.

So although the old man and Xiao Qi were in a hurry, they didn't go out to look for it, but looked up at the sky.

Ning Junxi's every move would affect the celestial phenomena of the Void Cave Heaven.

The clouds were getting heavier and heavier, the sky was getting darker, and the wind began to blow all around, becoming more and more urgent.

The entire void cave sky was covered with layers of black clouds that overwhelmed the city and wanted to destroy it, as if the world was apocalyptic.

Suddenly, there was a loud roar of thunder.

Everyone was startled, and then all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not snowing.

It's even less likely to be red snow.

Drops of bean rain fell from the black clouds and into the vast cool lake, causing countless ripples.

The old man looked up at the sky and let the rain fall on his face, wetting his beard and clothes.

Between the black clouds, lightning flashed like a snake.

The old man looked at the direction of the lightning and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Then, he took a step forward.

The figure disappeared in an instant.

Immediately after, a second thunderclap spread throughout the cave.

Xiao Qi was stunned and looked up at the sky.

He saw countless lightning bolts that seemed to be swarming in one direction.

He suddenly understood something, and gasped.

......

A green grassland has now been scorched to the ground, and it is not half full of life.

Ning Junxi sat cross-legged and quietly looked at the scarecrow not far away.

The scarecrow had been scorched black, and thunder burned all over it, even though the rain was pouring down.

And Ning Jun cherished the green grass around him, and it seemed that it was still a grassland.

Ning Junxi didn't know why he wanted to survive the tribulation, and he couldn't survive the tribulation with his physical condition, but he had read enough books before and not long ago, so he had enough means to deal with it calmly.

He looked up at the sky.

As long as the scarecrow burns out, the thunder passes, and he's fine, so he wants to make it faster.

Bang!

There was another thud, and lightning slashed from above.

The scarecrow finally became a fragment, and countless mud and sand grass clippings were scattered, some of which were crushed into the mud, and some of which fell on Ning Junxi's body.

Ning Junxi spat out blood violently and coughed lightly.

Li Dai Tao stiffened, but in the end it was still a little worse.

He tried to stand up, but he couldn't.

He sighed, sat still, and looked up at the sky.

"The clouds have not dispersed, is there still one?"

He frowned and clenched his fists slightly.

He can barely count the refining of qi, what calamity, three thunders are not enough, even the broken yuan body is impossible.

Perhaps, this is not a catastrophe, but wants his life.

Ning Jun was unwilling to look at the sky.

But what did he do wrong?

When he was a fetus, the falling sun grass almost killed him.

A year ago, that sword nearly killed him.

Now, the sudden thunderclouds also want his life.

Shouldn't he be alive in this world?

Why?

There was a flash of madness in his eyes.

The black clouds surged again, gradually forming a huge whirlpool.

Suddenly, there was a deafening sound of thunder all around, and the whole world was shaken.

Then, a door appeared in the vortex tornado.

A closed, quaint door.

With the sound of thunder, the sound of an eternal heavy portal opening instantly spread throughout the cave.

"Little pity!" a serious and anxious voice came from a distance.

Ning Junxi hooked the corners of his mouth.

He knew that it was the turmoil of the Void Cave, and the old man was afraid that the space would be distorted, and if he teleported him to another place, he could only run out of the space.

But he only tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't respond.

Suddenly, a huge, irresistible pressure on the top of his head was pressed down like a mountain, and Ning Junxi seemed to hear the sound of his bones rubbing.

He spat out blood again, feeling that even breathing had become a luxury, and his heartbeat was like thunder, and his whole head was dizzy.

His vision gradually blurred, but he still held on, tilting his head to the sky.

The portal in the black clouds was completely open, and there was a large, unfamiliar face in front of the door, looking down at him like an ant.

Ning Junxi was suddenly disgusted and tired, and felt that that face and that portal were particularly eyesore.

In a trance, he heard a majestic voice say, "You damn it!"

Accompanied by the sound fell, a golden bolt of lightning fell straight down.

Ning Junxi suddenly laughed, blood stained his lips and teeth red, but he was very happy.

He deserves to die, why?

He glanced at the old man who was running in the distance.

The old man's complexion was almost distorted, and he was obviously in a hurry.

A hint of apology appeared in Ning Junxi's eyes, and he was quickly replaced by madness.

He whispered, "Go!"

A streamer of light burst out of his head.

Strike with golden lightning.

Then, he rushed into the sky and crashed into the indifferent face.

The air froze at that moment.

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering explosion between heaven and earth.

The faces and portals shattered in the twist, and the clouds rushed in the wind, and the streamer fell straight from the clouds.

......

Xiao Qi no longer instructed Tang Wanqing, but began to guard Ning Junxi inch by inch.

In addition, Aunt Mei, who was dressed in a red robe, also stayed in the bamboo building and did not leave.

You can mess around, you can toss around, you can spare your life, but if you don't say a word and run away without a shadow, it's very scary, so you don't even have a chance to slip away.

"Lie down, don't sit up. The woman scolded Ning Jun with a cold face.

"Aunt Mei, I'm really fine. Ning Junxi sighed helplessly, it's been seven days, and this time the injury has made the funeral sword suffer, what injuries can he have except for a little backlash.

"yes, it's just exhaustion. The woman said angrily, and suddenly became angry, "Are you stupid to me?"

Ning Junxi touched his nose and stopped talking.

"Come, drink the medicine. The old man came in with a bowl of medicine.

Ning Junxi breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to sit up.

"You dare to move!" the woman was startled again, "I'll feed you." ”

Ning Jun stiffened his body and lowered his face, "I will be choked to death." ”

"Don't make a fuss, Su Mei. The old man patted the woman, motioned for her to go to the side, and helped Ning Jun to get up.

Ning Jun took the bowl and drank it all, so bitter that he stuck out his tongue.

Xiao Qi handed over a glass of boiled water.

The old man looked at the young man with a complicated expression, and suddenly said, "The cold water recipe is not suitable for you, so change the previous one." ”

Ning Junxi took a big sip of water, held the water cup in his hand, and nodded unexpectedly, "Will the cold water recipe conflict with the Baoyuan Jue?"

The old man nodded.

Ning Junxi smiled, "Got it." ”

The old man said no more, and went downstairs with the medicine bowl.

From beginning to end, the old man didn't ask about the thunder tribulation and the portal, and the young man didn't mention it.

However, the next day, Ning Jun regretted not saying a word and abandoned the cold water recipe that he had cultivated to the second grade, and began to practice the Baoyuan formula.

There was not a word of complaint, and there was no reluctance, everything was taken for granted.

Xiao Qi watched from the side, feeling astringent in his heart.

Time still flies fast, and it seems that in the blink of an eye, the summer is quietly gone.