The front-line battlefield has finally returned to calm, and although the two sides have fought from time to time, there are many fewer cases of monks falling. Qingyun City's side is accumulating strength to prepare to give a fatal blow to Qinghua City, and the Qinghua City side is also using various means to avoid head-to-head confrontation as much as possible and seek breakthroughs in other aspects.

It was the calmest stage of the storm, and the monks were making their most urgent preparations. Those who are about to break through seek various methods to break through, and those who have no hope of a temporary breakthrough are also accumulating various means and strength.

All of this has nothing to do with Wan Zhuo. Wan Zhuo's hands and legs were bound with bandages, so that no one could notice the abnormality of his body, but the robe was still worn loosely as usual, and his chest was exposed. From that day, when I saw the mystery and cruelty of the fighting methods of the Tsukiji monks from the video, it was difficult for Wan Zhuo's heart to calm down.

Wan Zhuo pinched the heart seal, and he and Bai Zhang both moved to Hanrui's courtyard. Every day, Bai Zhang practiced the clean sound spectrum, and occasionally cast an enchantment to practice the scrambling spectrum. At this moment, the shadow of Sanyang flashed in Wan Zhuo's mind, and there was a sudden wet feeling in his eyes, Wan Zhuo missed his master. Then there is the serious expression of the senior brother, Wan Zhuo used to hate the serious appearance of the senior brother the most, but now he misses it very much.

In the end, Wan Zhuo thought of that girl, that was the most beautiful girl Wan Zhuo had ever seen, after escaping from Liu Xiazhen in embarrassment, for a moment, Wan Zhuo really wavered, maybe it was better to play firewood and sell fish with that beautiful girl Wan Zhuo shook his head vigorously, forcing himself to forget these things, and began to pay more attention to his new understanding of Leifa. Wan Zhuo picked up the scroll of Leifa from the left side of his body, and it was clearly stated that Leifa needed primers. In other words, it is necessary for a thunderbolt to split from the sky.

Hanrui uses the sword as a primer, so thunder and lightning can be cleaved from the sword. It is obviously incredible that Senior Brother Zhaopu can use clouds as primers. There is no connection between that cloud and Senior Brother Zhaopu, which is also something that Wan Zhuo can't figure out.

Fantasy is useless, Wan Zhuo pushed open the door and looked at the big tree at the entrance of the courtyard, he thought that if a thunderbolt slashed down from the treetops, he must use the aura to engrave a thunder mark on the treetops, and turn this treetop into his own primer, then what should he do?

Using the continuous step to climb the tree, it is obvious that the unexpected effect cannot be achieved. Wan Zhuo sat under the tree for several days, meditating.

Han Rui has been locking Bai Zhang in the room, giving him all kinds of spirit stones and elixirs, helping him break through the realm and cultivating the Qingyin spectrum, passing by the tree several times, seeing Wan Zhuo's demented appearance, at first he laughed at Wan Zhuo for being stupid, but every day, Han Rui also unconsciously felt a little more in his heart On this day, Wan Zhuo stood up, and he cast all the spells he knew.

"Lianbu!", "Dragon's Breath!" and "Golden General!" and the punch he created.

When using his own boxing technique, Han Rui also said that this move is fierce and destructive from the inside, and it is a very powerful spell. Wan Zhuo made a few more strokes, and his heart moved, and he tried to condense the fire vitality on his right fist, forming the mark of Lei Fa.

After several attempts, Wan Zhuo was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and finally formed a mark, and after a little accumulation, Wan Zhuo hit the punch of this punch on the treetops.

Wan Zhuo urged Lei Fa again, and there was a "crackling" sound, and the tree was split in half from the middle.

It worked!

"It's amazing!" Han Rui patted Wan Zhuo's shoulder from behind, and Wan Zhuo shrank his head in fright. shook his head again and again: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

Wan Zhuo can be regarded as afraid of this Senior Sister Hanrui, for fear that she will entangle herself and bully herself.

The time for cultivating immortals has always been day and moonless, and in the blink of an eye, a month has passed. During this period of time, Wan Zhuo has been concentrating on practicing the ten basic spells in the True Purple Concept, because Wan Zhuo mainly has a good grasp of fire vitality, and during this time, he has practiced the three exercises of Qi Gathering Qi and Inner Vision.

On this day, Wan Zhuo tried to use the Qi Gathering Gong method to start gathering Qi to impact the Void Pulse, but after a slight attempt, Wan Zhuo felt that the meridians in his body were getting wider and wider, and he contained more heaven and earth aura. Wan Zhuo was only trying for the first time, and he easily broke through the void vein and stepped into the realm of the ninth layer of qi refining. Wan Zhuo tried to guide the excess aura to continue to impact, trying to point out the dantian qi sea, the aura was like an endless wave hitting the reef, although the aura was sufficient, it always felt that there was a lack of sharp energy. After trying for a long time, Wan Zhuo had to shake his head and give up.

However, Wan Zhuo squeezed his fist violently and tried to operate the aura in his body again. Wan clumsy said, sure enough, this is the feeling of being powerful, and I can feel that I am getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, Wan Zhuo's mind moved, and there seemed to be a few uninvited guests in the courtyard.

Wan Zhuo pushed the door and walked out, and there were already eight people in the courtyard. On one side are Han Rui and Bai Zhang, and on the other side, Wan Zhuo only knows the Zhou Ill who is full of white disease.

Wan Zhuo pushed open the door, and all eight people looked over, but their expressions were different. Han Rui was pleasantly surprised: "Ten thousand fools, when did you break through the void vein?"

On the other side, the Taoist priest surnamed Yi with his hair scattered said: "No matter what today, you have to hand over Bai Zhang to us." ”

When Wan Zhuo heard that the other party was coming to rob his senior brother again, he was furious in his heart, and stepped forward and said, "Is it powerful if there are too many people?"

The six people on the other side coughed a few times, just trying to explain something. Another of the six said violently: "I'm still afraid that you won't succeed! ”

"Senior Brother Hua, don't be impulsive. Zhou Yi still wanted to stop him, but was waved away by Senior Brother Hua's sleeve.

Wan Zhuo and that Senior Brother Hua came to an open area in the courtyard. The tree that had been split in half by a thunderbolt still stood there, stubbornly alive.

"Golden General!" This is the starting style of all the disciples of the True Purple Temple, and the peachwood sword in Senior Brother Hua's hand began to shine with golden light, exuding a slight halo in the air.

Wan Zhuo's fists glowed red, his legs bent slightly, and he was always on guard, this was the first time he had fought with someone. If it was the first time for an ordinary monk to fight the method, he would inevitably take care of one or the other, however, Wan Zhuo could feel a trace of qi in the underworld, and he felt that the senior brother Hua on the opposite side would definitely attack where Wan Zhuo lost his mind, could this also be caused by that manifestation pill?

"Dragon's Breath!" Senior Brother Hua had already spewed out a pillar of fire and went straight to Wan Zhuo. Wan Zhuo dodged step by step, waving his fists and fighting with Senior Brother Hua in close quarters.

The Taoist priest surnamed Yi next to him sneered and said, "How can a monk fight with people in close quarters, what kind of physique!"

The next moment, Wan Zhuo's fist came into contact with Senior Brother Hua's golden sword.

With a "tom", countless ripples flashed at the junction of the fist and the sword, and Senior Brother Nahua was shocked to bounce away more than ten steps, and the right hand holding the golden sword was still trembling. Senior Brother Hua's whole expression was shocked.

He waved his hands and said, "I lost!" and prepared to leave.

"Senior Brother Hua, stay first. The Taoist priest surnamed Yi stopped him, and said to Wan Zhuo and Han Rui: "Now that Qingyun City is in turmoil, we have no other purpose here, just to build a foundation and have a better chance of winning." Since Senior Brother Bai Zhang's Qingyin Spectrum is useful to us, I hope that Daoist friends will see it for the sake of fellow disciples of Ganglanfeng."

"It's useless to talk more, let's see what benefits you get!" Han Rui said with a cold face.

"You" The Taoist priest surnamed Hua was about to get angry again, and the Taoist priest surnamed Yi spoke: "Hanrui Daoyou is a descendant of Zhenjun, so naturally he lacks nothing. However, I think that Wan Humble Senior Brother seems to be about to reach the point of building a foundation, and I will give him all the spirit stone pills he needs to build a foundation, how about it?"

Wan Zhuo looked at Han Rui with an innocent face, obviously, he didn't understand any of this, and he wanted Han Rui to make up his mind.

"Then I said it, Senior Brother Bai Zhang's Qingyin Spectrum practice will take some time, and you will come back in a month, or here, see you there!"

"Then it's decided, farewell!" The Taoist priest surnamed Yi had a happy face, waved his hand, and the six of them left in a hurry.