This discussion gave Zhou Yi a great inspiration, and it also helped him a lot in breaking through the realm of Yuanying, and it also made Zhou Yi realize that in this world, not only monks can cultivate.

The biggest difference between monks and mortals is their perception of heaven and earth, as well as their longer life span and strong body.

But is the path practiced by the monk really the way?

Since then, Zhou Yi has always had such doubts in his heart, but this thought has been suppressed in his heart until later, Han Shi became the only listener.

Since then, Han Shi has had the same attitude as Zhou Yi about the idea between heaven and earth, and has always had a trace of suspicion, so although he has already experienced the meaning of withering glory in the first epiphany, he has never condensed it and become his own artistic conception.

On the one hand, it is because Han Shi's cultivation has not yet broken through to the Yuan infant stage, and on the other hand, it is because Han Shi has not yet had a personal experience of the artistic conception of withering glory.

But at the bottom of this thunder lake, immersed in thunder all day long, Han Shi finally felt a trace of the pulse of the artistic conception of withering glory, although it was not a complete artistic conception, if this matter came out, it was enough to shock the entire Beixuanxing.

There has never been a monk who can form his own artistic conception before the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, no matter how incredible the talent is, such a thing, in countless thousands of years, has never appeared, as if before the monk condenses the Yuan Infant, there is a dark barrier, blocking all the possibility of forming the artistic conception.

But this kind of impossible thing is at the bottom of the Thunder Lake at this moment, as if a crack has been smashed open, and there are exceptions.

Everything in the world cannot get rid of the way of reincarnation, and this artistic conception of withering glory is an important part of the way of reincarnation.

As Han Shi's mind gradually condensed, the black and white ashlar behind him also began to flicker, constantly switching between the virtual and the real.

Gradually, there is less illusory time, and the meaning of condensation gradually occupies more time.

At this time, if Han Shi unleashed the power of the bloodline again, the phalanx phantom formed would be smaller in size, but the degree of condensation would be deeper, and the power would also increase a lot.

After a long time, Han Shi's slightly twisted brows gradually dispersed, and the black and white ashlar behind him slowly faded away, Han Shi was also quite helpless in his heart, although he had already felt that he had touched the edge of the artistic conception, but he always felt that something was missing, and the artistic conception of withering glory was not complete, so it naturally could not be fully formed.

The condensation of artistic conception is by no means something that can be achieved by diligent cultivation, what is needed is chance, and once it falls into the force, it will have the opposite effect.

After thinking through all this, Han Shi's mind completely calmed down, no longer thought about it, and refocused his gaze on the thunder light in front of him, with no joy or sorrow in his eyes, as if he was meditating.

The brightness and extinction of the thunder light and Han Shi's heartbeat coincided in a moment.

Han Shi smiled slightly, and in the next moment, he spit out a thunder light from his mouth, and in this thunder light, with Han Shi's breath, at an extremely fast speed, it fused with the surrounding thunder light, and his breath also merged into the thunder lake with the thunder light.

Every time his heart beats, Han Shi will spit out a thunderbolt light, which blends with the thunder light around him, and gradually, the thunder light around him seems to have a rhythm like a heartbeat.

After spitting out the thousandth and first thunderbolt light, Han Shi closed his eyes and quietly felt his heartbeat.

If this Thunder Lake is compared to a person, Han Shi is the heart of this Thunder Lake at this moment, one-third of the Thunder Lake has been synchronized with his heartbeat, and every time countless thunders rise into the sky, in Han Shi's heart, it is just a heartbeat.

This thunder lake is too big, although it is only one-third, but the violent thunder power it has has reached an incredible level, if the thunder power contained in this one-third thunder lake is completely released in an instant, within 30,000 miles outside Thundercloud Island, it will turn into a piece of coke.

The entire Northern Xuanxing will hear this uncontrollable thunder sound.

The remaining two-thirds of the surface of the Thunder Lake was calm, and Han Shi's strength could not cross the border.

The fish stayed quietly at the bottom of the lake, far away from Han Shi, in its eyes, there was a trace of curiosity and a trace of confusion about the green-shirted monk sitting cross-legged, but it didn't care much about the movement caused by Han Shi, if it was willing, the movement caused would be far more than the current scene.

Many monks on the shore of Thundercloud Lake did not think like this at all, and all the eyes of all of them showed a look of shock, and the countless thunders of the Dao not only became more violent, but behind this rage, there was a feeling like a heartbeat.

Except for the fat monk who sat on the ground and entered meditation, everyone's faces turned pale under this beating rhythm.

The rhythm in the thunder light, accompanied by this thunder sound, once it enters the ears, produces a power that penetrates deep into the deepest part of the body, and it is even going to forcibly change the heartbeat of everyone who hears the thunder sound into the same heartbeat as the thunder light.

Everyone's heartbeats were originally uneven, and the Yuanying monks who surrounded the shore of Thundercloud Lake also changed their complexions drastically, and many monks who were not cultivated enough even vomited blood directly, and their eyes were shocked.

There are some timid people who even choose to stay away in a hurry, and it would be unwise to throw their lives here just because they saw the excitement.

But more monks showed affirmation in their eyes, especially the twenty-three Yuanying monks, who were even more sure that there must be a hidden treasure in this Thundercloud Island, and when this treasure appeared in the world, it was not far away.

Thunder is born of heaven and earth, but how can he have a heartbeat, is this heartbeat born because of this treasure?

If so, such a treasure is enough to make anyone in this forsaken land crazy.

It's not that no one thought that this heartbeat was related to people, this person was Ruan Peng, but after seeing the few names that were still gray on the thundercloud list, he shook his head slightly, these people, even Han Shi, who had given him a sense of amazement, would never have the power to control such a huge amount of violent thunder.

This was not a vision, but a symbol of the birth of a heavy treasure, Ruan Peng closed his eyes again, no longer looking at the frightened expressions not far away.

Time passed, Han Shi's heartbeat was always consistent with the light of thunder, his physical body no longer felt pain, after the thunder power entered the body, it became no longer violent, along the meridians, absorbed by the dantian, and turned into his own yuan power into the physical body.

He had a feeling that the thunder and lightning, after synchronizing with his heartbeat, seemed to have seen him as a part of the thunder, and he could see a trace of tenderness that belonged to the thunder behind the fury.

"Cultivating thunder and lightning supernatural powers, relying on the perception of thunder, those who are not deep in cultivation, operating the yuan force in their own bodies, relying on the thunder light produced by the spiritual formula, belongs to the thunder of the monk, the power is much worse than the thunder of heaven and earth, once the power of thunder and lightning is deepened, you can borrow the thunder of heaven and earth through the power of traction, to perceive or kill the enemy, the power is much greater than the thunder condensed by the monk himself. ”

"But since this technique is borrowed power, it is to prove that it is not its own power, once faced with no thunder to borrow, it will not be able to perform, if you can go further, as I am now, turn yourself into a part of the thunder and lightning, to experience the ins and outs of thunder, in order to understand what is thunder, to that realm, the thunder I condensed, can also be called the thunder of heaven and earth, and even one day, you can replace this thunder. ”

Han Shi's eyes were bright, and at the moment when this thought rose, there were also two lightning bolts in his eyes, which flashed.

On his body, a thunder that belonged to heaven and earth suddenly rose, and at this moment, if someone faced Han Shi, they would have a feeling, as if facing a thunderbolt falling from the sky, that sense of oppression, almost crushing people to the ground.