The wind and snow are still there.

Zuo Leaning Peak wore a thick fur coat and stepped alone on the snowflakes to the Thunder Cave and glanced at the stone stele.

There is not a trace of snowflakes on the stele, and the inscription on it is natural and has its own temperature.

Left Leaning Peak stepped into the hole.

Then for the first time, he transmitted a voice to Chu Zaizhi to the blue bird: "Mother...... Son, could you please be quiet?"

Chu Zaizhi, who was deep in the palace, was stunned, almost threw away the imitation jade seal in his hand, and smiled.

"You finally spoke. She was so excited that she wanted to cry.

"Well, I have to speak, if I don't speak, I'm afraid you'll have to talk about it again for a day and a night. Zuo Tianfeng sighed helplessly, sometimes he really doubted that the person who married him would not be a fake Chu Zaizhi, right?

"Does the husband want to practice the martial arts in order to protect the concubines in the future?" Chu asked with a smile as he continued to review the recital.

"Of course. "Leaning Left, he didn't hesitate.

"But before that, can you keep your mouth shut?"

"Husband, the concubine knows that she is wrong. After Chu Zaizhi finished speaking pitifully, he really stopped talking.

The palace maid who was waiting on the side hurriedly stepped forward to serve tea, and then suddenly found that the empress's face was getting better and better, and she was becoming more and more charming and moving.

Chu Zaizhi was unaware.

Leaning left to the depths of the Thunder Cave.

The terrain here is completely different from the Wind and Rain Cave, it resembles a spherical space, and its position is in the center of the ball, and the path under your feet begins to blur until it becomes nothing.

He floated.

The space under his feet first began to change, as if it had been raised, he saw the white earth, the alpine forest, the sea and the river, and finally converged into a point, and white clouds appeared under his feet.

He looked around again.

It was foggy, and there were black clouds everywhere, sweeping the heavens and the earth like tumbling ink, and among these dark clouds, many small raindrops had accumulated.

He began to perform martial arts, in a stormy style.

One move and one style, all wind and rain.

Soon, the whole cloud reverberate, boom, thunder, and exploded out of thin air!

Out of thin air, it appeared above the head of the left-leaning peak, and it fell.

Zuo Leaning Peak didn't dodge or dodge, and ate such a five-thunder blast head-on.

Needless to say, Zuo Leanfeng's whole person was scorched by thunder on the outside and tender on the inside, foaming at the mouth, falling from the sky, and reappearing in the stone cave, all his clothes shattered.

He sat down on the ground and began to talk to himself.

"What's the problem?"

The sound was not loud, but it was transmitted through the blue bird.

Chu Zaizhi, who was bathing, asked curiously, "Did the husband encounter any difficulties in cultivation?"

Zuo Leanfeng let out a "hmm" and said: "According to the practice on the knife spectrum, the score is exactly the same, but the formula of "Flat Ground Thunder" still can't be used. ”

Chu Zaizhi gently stirred the hot water and began to think.

After being silent for a long time, Chu Zaizhi cautiously asked, "Can the husband read this style of mind to me?"

Leaning Peak read it.

The empress pondered it carefully and said, "There is no problem with the exercise itself, so the problem is out of the husband's body." ”

"My view of "Flat Thunder" not only requires concentration of energy, but also needs to lead thunder!"

"What are you talking about......?" Zuo Tianfeng fell silent and suddenly smiled.

It turned out that it was too simple to think about it.

Chu Zaizhi was also in a good mood on the other end, and said angrily: "Husband, the concubine has helped you so much, can there be a reward?"

Zuo Leanfeng smiled: "Write it on the account!"

For the first time, he found out that the marriage was still a little beneficial.

Hearing this, Chu Zaizhi quieted down again.

Zuo Leaning Peak began to re-observe this thunder cave, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, like the sun in the dark night!

He saw ten thunderbolts of different shapes! They haunted the thunder cave like elves.

Ten in total!

These thunders are elves born in the sea of thunder, not to mention their power, the higher the heavenly thunder, the more difficult it is to subdue!

Yes, there are only three names left on the stone tablet outside the Thunder Cave: Nie Fengshuang, Nie Shuang, and Crazy Knife!

Zuo Leaning Feng took a breath of cold air and began to draw the knife slowly.

He didn't know which Heavenly Thunder was the highest, nor did he know which Heavenly Thunder was the least powerful, but he knew that every Heavenly Thunder here would not be too bad!

So, the tip of his knife pointed to the middle one, because it was red, and it was beautiful.

Just as he wanted to use the knife, a hoarse voice came from behind him:

"This thunder is blood thunder, from the sea of blood, absorbing the essence of hundreds of millions of living beings, its power is not great, it is better than weird, if it is contaminated with a thunder light, the thunder will add to the body, the blood will boil, and it will burst and die!"

Zuo Leaning Feng looked behind him, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Your Excellency?" he asked.

The man was an old man, short in stature, with gray hair and a wrinkled face when he laughed.

"The little guy didn't know the old man so soon? ”

The old man picked up a clean place, sat up against the wall, stared at the boy to himself, and muttered, "The afterlife is terrible!

Zuo Leaning gradually tightened the knife in his hand.