Chapter 61 The road is narrow

The stars in the sky gradually faded, a golden light slowly rose from the sky, and the clouds were dyed yellow, like an immortal descending.

Fang Wenyuan stood on the top of the peak of Flying Thunder Mountain, the brocade robe was blown by the wind, and the thunder came from the void, he bathed in it as if a thunder immortal was born, and his eyes were bright looking at the rising sun.

Above the golden light, a cloud of purple qi wandered in the air, Fang Wenyuan sat down cross-legged in the void, his hands were stamped on his chest, and a purple vortex gradually formed in his left eye, and the purple qi in the sky came into his eyes, slowly converging.

For three months, Fang Wenyuan waited on the Flying Thunder Mountain every hour, hoping that a purple thunder would appear, but unfortunately the opportunity was not enough, so far, he still has not found it. Therefore, he could only draw purple qi from the east every day and deposit it in his eyes.

Fang Wenyuan, who couldn't help but be disappointed, looked at the purple qi that had dissipated, the light in his eyes dimmed, and muttered: "It's not a way to go on like this, I have now relied on two meridians to cultivate to the tenth level of Qi refining perfection, and it's time to find a way to build a foundation, I can't waste all my time here!"

After that, the figure slowly landed, standing in the small house on the mountain, weighing in his heart.

"Could it be that he can only absorb ordinary thunder and lightning and forcibly fuse purple qi?" he shook his head again, this is not the effect he wants, what he wants is perfection, and he doesn't want to end up with a hard work that can only harvest a broken spell.

"But I can't spend all my time here, making pointless waiting!"

Looking at the thunder that fell in the sky from time to time, Fang Wenyuan fell into hard thought and meditation again, and did not move until the evening, his brows tightly locked.

"Maybe there's another way to try it! Since naturally born purple thunder is rare, and the purple thunder that is forcibly fused can't be perfect, why not draw lightning to strike purple qi when the sun rises, so as to create a purple thunder?" Fang Wenyuan's eyes were scorching, his eyes looked at the sky, and he seemed to have a glimmer of hope.

Early the next morning.

Fang Wenyuan came to the peak of Feilei Mountain early, waiting for the sunrise.

A moment later, the golden light rendered the clouds in the sky, and a cloud of purple gas arrived as promised. Fang Wenyuan's eyes froze, and he waved his hand at the thunderclouds above the Flying Thunder Mountain, and a thunderbolt was instantly controlled by it, heading straight for the purple qi.

A loud bang spread throughout the void, and thunder and lightning instantly passed through the purple qi. It's just that the purple qi has not been affected in the slightest, it seems to be illusory, so the thunder and lightning can't touch it!

"I don't believe it!" Fang Wenyuan showed a persistent gaze.

With a quick pinching of both hands, there was immediately a thunderous sound in the thunderclouds, and the thunder and lightning slashed towards the purple qi. But the results were not the same, Fang Wenyuan was slightly disappointed, but he didn't give up, he still cast a spell, and once again inspired more thunder and lightning to rush into the purple qi.

The sun was about to rise, and the purple qi in the void was gradually dissipating, and Fang Wenyuan's speed of casting spells became faster and faster, and finally his face turned pale, as if he was seriously ill, extremely weak. He had been casting spells non-stop, and there were no less than a thousand thunderbolts bombarding the purple qi. In such a short period of time, he cast many spells, coupled with the reckless squandering of the spiritual power in his body.

At this time, the spiritual power in his body had been squandered, and he had already exceeded his load, so he turned pale.

The sun had risen, and the purple qi had begun to gradually dissipate, Fang Wenyuan's eyes were unwilling, and he let out a long roar, and then the crazy thunderbolt hit all the purple qi, and the loss of spiritual power also hurt his foundation, so that a burst of weakness swept through his body, and the overloaded spell made him bleed.

All the thunder and lightning that Fang Wenyuan cast at the end instantly slashed through the purple qi, and Fang Wenyuan, who already felt hopeless, glanced at it hurriedly.

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan's expression suddenly turned to joy.

Because after a thunderbolt passed through the purple qi, it became a little different, mixed with a trace of purple qi.

"In this way, there is hope!" Fang Wenyuan muttered.

After several temptations, he saw a glimmer of hope under the physical trauma caused by the loss of his spiritual power.

In the last wave of thunder and lightning, there was a thunderbolt dyed with purple gas, and this was hope. Or many attempts can be successful, and then 'floating life' will be another big killing weapon in addition to 'punishing evil'.

The morning sun has risen, and the purple air from the east has also disappeared. Fang Wenyuan sat cross-legged in a small house in the mountains to recuperate, quietly waiting for the next sunrise.

The next day, the horizon glowed golden again, and the familiar warmth returned to the earth. Fang Wenyuan stood in the void early and waited, and as soon as the purple qi from the east appeared, he waved his hand to lead the lightning to strike it. Even if the spiritual energy in the body is exhausted, even if the body suffers from backlash, it will not stop, and the attachment in the eyes occupies everything, which is a sense of disobedience and dissatisfaction with heaven and earth.

In his heart, this purple thunder must be obtained, even if it is rare in heaven and earth, even if it is just a product of the way of heaven, it must be obtained. Especially after seeing a glimmer of hope, he was even more unwilling in his heart. The path taken by the monk is different from that of mortals, and instead of worshipping God all day long for good weather, he needs to fight for it himself.

Even the most basic recipe is to conquer heaven and earth, so if a monk obeys the heavens, how can he set foot on the path of immortality? how to achieve true immortals, how to live forever, how to immortal and immortal?

For four months in a row, Fang Wenyuan was on the top of Feilei Mountain, and every morning he would lead lightning to strike purple qi, even if he was injured. After the morning sun rises and the purple qi dissipates, he will recuperate at the peak.

In the past four months, it seems that half of the time, the thunder and lightning he has inspired will be contaminated with a trace of purple qi every time, which makes him firm in his heart.

"Poof~" Fang Wenyuan in mid-air spit out a mouthful of blood when he led the thunder.

This time, there were actually 300 mines, and it was not the sum of the mines, but 300 thunders were introduced at one time. If he was the same as before, he wouldn't be able to do it anyway. In the past four months, I have been overloaded with spells and lightning every day, and I will be injured every time, but after being injured, I found that I have become more and more proficient in the control of thunder, which can be regarded as a big gain.

Three hundred thunderbolts passed through the purple qi in the void, and at this time, the morning sun was about to rise, and the purple qi was slowly dispersing, Fang Wenyuan, who was originally hopeless, was ready to fall to the top of the mountain, recuperating on his knees as usual.

Unexpectedly, he found that a thunder passing through the purple qi did not dissipate, but flew into the distance quite spiritually. Fang Wenyuan glanced at it hurriedly, and his heart was excited, because the color of that thunder suddenly turned purple.

I saw him put his hands on his chest and shouted, "Thunder Escape Technique!" Then the thunder around him shone brightly, turning into a lightning bolt and chasing after him quickly.

While the purple thunder and lightning were flying in the air, there were many traces of purple thunder in the void that suddenly appeared and merged with it.

"Could it be that this is the purple thunder I created by casting spells before?Because the number is too small, it is hidden in the void, and it only appears at this moment when it is summoned by this complete purple thunder? If this is the case, then this complete purple thunder will be able to help me perfectly cultivate the 'floating life' thunder technique!" Fang Wenyuan's heart was agitated, and he urged the thunder escape technique to the extreme, chasing after the purple thunder!

One after the other, a few flashes flew out of the territory of Feilei Mountain, and appeared directly in the sky above Thousand Views City, and the thunder roared.

The mortals in the city looked at the vision in the sky, and they were immediately shocked, and they all bowed down to it!

In a teahouse, three old men sat around a table, and after hearing the thunder, they all raised their eyes to look at the window.

"This breath seems familiar!" a flower-shirted old man said softly! Looking at his appearance, it was the old man surnamed Wu who chased and killed Fang Wenyuan that day.

The two old men next to him thought to be the two surnamed Mei and Li!

"This son has finally arrived here!However, in order not to have an accident, I will go to the four major chambers of commerce to visit one by one!"

The old man surnamed Li lowered his head and groaned for a while, and said, "Big brother means that the kid has already arrived in Qianjing City? I thought You Fangzi had miscalculated!

In the sky, the thunder and lightning that Fang Wenyuan turned into became weaker and weaker, on the other hand, the purple thunder actually became stronger and stronger, constantly absorbing the purple thunder in the void to strengthen itself.

A moment later, Fang Wenyuan's thunder and lightning disintegrated, revealing him with a pale face, thinking that it should be because his spiritual power had already been exhausted when he channeled the thunder, and then forcibly cast the Thunder Escape Technique, which was counterattacked at this moment.

Fang Wenyuan stood in the air and watched the purple thunder go away, his eyes were calm, with his character, the calmest time was the craziest time for him.

Sure enough, the next moment, Fang Wenyuan's hands quickly pinched in front of him, Zhou Sheng's breath dispersed, and then he gathered again, and said in a low voice: "Reversed!"

After that, his face was no longer pale, a trace of flushing swelled up, and the breath of the whole person skyrocketed. Then it turned into thunder and lightning again and disappeared in an instant, more than ten times faster than before.

A moment later, he followed behind Zi Lei again, and suddenly chased after him with an acceleration. The thunder around him dissipated, and Fang Wenyuan grabbed the purple thunder with one hand and pulled it fiercely.

The purple thunder writhed in his hand quite spiritually, and also released small thunder snakes to hit Fang Wenyuan's body, the power of this purple thunder snake was extraordinary, and the impact on his body actually caused bursts of stinging pain. He had never been injured by thunder and lightning after cultivating the Thunder Technique, and this purple thunder snake actually had such power, which also proved that the purple thunder was extraordinary.

Fang Wenyuan's eyes were full of excitement, he pinched the purple thunder in his hand, then rubbed it into a ball, and then quickly flew towards the Flying Thunder Villa.

Falling in the small house of Yishan, Fang Wenyuan's face changed, and he kept pinching the trick in his hand, moving the thunder seal around the small house of the mountain nearly half to the courtyard, and then put the purple thunder ball in his hand inside.

As soon as the purple thunder ball broke away from Fang Wenyuan's hand, it rampaged through the Yun Thunder Seal, but how could it escape the Yun Thunder Seal that had been deposited for seventy years, so it was all in vain.

With a plop, Fang Wenyuan fell straight to the ground, gasping for breath, then spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, looked at the purple thunder in the Yun Lei seal, and whispered: "In order to catch you, Lao Tzu's muscles and veins will be reversed to suffer such a heavy backlash! How can I let you escape?"

But his eyes were still bright, and suddenly, he laughed: "The Floating Thunder Technique will be used by me!"

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