Chapter 6: The Might of the Thunder Sword
"Zizi!"
Ye Bai opened his eyes, looked at the thunder sword on his legs, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and made a roaring sound, as if the thunder exploded.
"Slash!"
Holding the Thunder Sword, he directly slashed out with a sword.
"Boom!"
The human-tall stone in front of him was split in half, and the fracture was charred black.
"Thunder Slash!"
Mana was poured into the body of the sword, and the light shone on the body of the sword, making a roaring sound.
"Whew!"
With a push of the Thunder Sword, the Thunder Sword turned into a silver light that disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Bang bang!"
As Ye Bai pushed out the Thunder Sword, the sword shadow had disappeared without a trace.
On a spiritual tree hundreds of meters away from Ye Bai, there was a long sword, and the residual thunder power was still stirring.
After half a sound, Ye Bai came to the tree and couldn't help smacking his tongue.
The tree in front of me is called Iron Pear Wood, it is a kind of spiritual plant, the hardness is comparable to some ores, and now it is inserted into it by the Thunder Sword, although there is Ye Bai's mana injected into it, but it is more of the sharpness of the Thunder Sword.
"Sonorous!"
Pulling out the Thunder Sword from it, without any damage, Ye Bai waved the sword flower at will.
"Try the power of the other two skills!"
Thinking like this, Ye Bai injected mana into the Thunder Sword.
The blade shone with a crackling sound.
"Not good yet?"
Mana was injected into the Thunder Sword, but the latter was like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much mana Ye Bai injected, it was absorbed.
"If you go on like this, you'll be sucked dry sooner or later!"
Ye Bai's face was pale, and he muttered with a bitter smile.
Although I knew that it would take a lot of mana to urge the best magic weapon, I didn't expect it to be so much, so much support.
In Ye Bai's dantian, the four silk threads were already dim, "If it goes on like this, it will be troublesome!"
Once the mana is absorbed, the cultivation will decline at least and the root cause will be injured at worst.
Just when Ye Bai was frowning and thinking about a way, the absorbed mana began to gradually weaken.
"It's full!"
Sensing this change, Ye Bai's face was overjoyed.
I saw that the Thunder Sword was already shining brightly, and from time to time it made a crackling thunder.
"Thunderball!"
Holding the Thunder Sword, Ye Bai urged, and the sword body burst out with dazzling light, and wisps of thunder burst out from the sword body.
'Zizi!'
The thunder formed a net of thunder to protect the surroundings of Ye Bai's body.
The thunder net appeared and disappeared quickly, and it was only five seconds before it disappeared.
"Whew!"
Put the Thunder Sword in the storage bag, although it was only tested casually, but the power of the Thunder Sword can still be felt.
With this superb magic weapon, even if it is a cultivator at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, it can be defeated, but as for those above the seventh layer of Qi training, it is not very clear.
However, if Ye Bai improves his own cultivation, then his strength will be improved by leaps and bounds, after all, although the Thunder Sword is powerful, but in Ye Bai's hands, it is like a child playing with a sledgehammer, and it is threatening at will, but it does not fully bring out the power of the sledgehammer.
.....
And when Ye Bai was testing the Thunder Sword, he was on a mountain peak dozens of miles away from him.
There are all kinds of centennial spirit grass planted here, spirit plants, here a hundred years of spirit grass, spirit plants are like grass on the street, you can see them everywhere, and there is even a spirit tree in the center that is at least three hundred years old, which is full of various spirit fruits, making it full of spiritual energy here, and cultivating here is comparable to cultivating in ordinary places for more than half a month.
However, there is no one here, and no sect disciples dare to come here, don't look at the defenselessness there, but this place is full of various formations, and if you are not careful, you will be wiped out.
This is the forbidden place of the sect, and there are no orders at all for no disciple to dare to come here, because this is the peak of one of the Supreme Elders.
In a pavilion on the peaks of the mountain.
A young man with white hair and a white robe listened to with his eyes closed. And beside the young man, a middle-aged man said something with a respectful face.
If there is a disciple of the sect who sees that middle-aged man, he will definitely recognize him, the law enforcement elder of the sect, Elder Wang Yuan, and to be able to make him so respectful, there is no doubt that he must be a young man, after all, all of them who can become the elders of the sect are all Jindan Ancestors.
"Master, recently the disciple heard a piece of news, it is about Ye Yuan's son!"
Suddenly, Elder Wang Yuan's voice changed and he spoke.
"Ye Yuan!"
Hearing his disciple's words, a trace of heartache flashed in the young man's eyes.
Ye Yuan, his most optimistic disciple, was overshadowed, and the husband and wife died in the beast tide.
"Buzz!"
Thinking of this, a momentum burst out of the young man's body.
Although it was only inadvertent, the momentum it exuded still made Wang Yuan's heart frightened.
But after all, he was also a Yuanying monk, and the young man quickly came back to his senses, his momentum was restrained, and he looked at his apprentice and said, "Say something!"
Although the momentum disappeared in a flash, Wang Yuan was still sweaty, and when he heard Shizun's words, he hurriedly spoke: "Two days ago, Ye Baixian's nephew competed with a disciple named Yue Xiao, and some disciples heard that he could cast spells without seals!"
"Oh!"
When the young man heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
It's not that he hasn't seen Ye Bai before, it can be said that he is completely different from his father's Tian Zong, his roots and bones are very poor, and he has cultivated for so long or is still a third-level Qi cultivator.
It's not that he doesn't want to help Ye Bai, but even if he helps, he can help once, but he can't help ten times, a hundred times. To put it bluntly, the cultivation realm is respected by strength, since this is the case, then it is better to let Ye Bai live in obscurity.
But what he didn't expect was that Ye Bai came with this news.
"Alright, you go down first!"
The young man nodded and waved his hand.
"Disciple retires!"
Wang Yuan clenched his fists and left.
Although his own master didn't say anything, but he had followed his own master for so many years, and he already knew his character well, and he would definitely look for Ye Bai.
When he thought of Ye Bai, Wang Yuan couldn't help but think of his talented and intelligent junior brother.
"Alas!"
Wang Yuan shook his head, showing a look of pity.
In the courtyard, the young man groaned, he was thinking about whether to call Ye Bai or not.
After thinking for a moment, a hint of strange color flashed in the young man's eyes, and with a flip of his palm, a paper crane appeared in his hand.
"Go ahead!"
The young man's trick was pinched, and the paper crane was about to be shaken.
The mana-infused paper crane went in one direction. And that direction is the peak where Ye Bai lives.
Although the crane is not the size of a palm, it does not fly slowly and steadily.
...........
And in the cave.
Ye Bai was wrapped in thunder and made a crackling sound.
The thunder quenched and roared.
And when Ye Bai was practicing, a paper crane entered the cave without hindrance, levitating.