Fu Jingnian sat cross-legged in the cave every day, staying at home, feeling the numerology of heaven and earth, like an old monk entering the meditation and turning into a rotten wood.

However, at night, Fu Jingnian will push away the boulder at the entrance of the cave, looking at the sky full of misty starlight, his expression is thoughtful, as he stepped into the realm of Guanyin, he has already realized that the realm of Guanyin is not as good as the realm of King Kong, what the King Kong realm needs may be that one battle, open up the body to block the muscles and veins, and refine a body of innocent King Kong physique, and Guanyin is exactly the same, the realm of Guanyin, the need for constant contemplation, if one day if you can have an epiphany, it is an opportunity to break through, these days have been fighting a lot, from the battle Li Xiaoxian, Lin Dongyue, then killed the poisonous lion master, and then promised to fight, punish the demon dove, Wei Qianfu, destroy the tiger riding camp, etc., the body seems to be fine, but in fact, there are a lot of secret injuries, one piece and one relaxation is the way of the king, it is time to breathe well.

This cave is no longer as simple as before, although Fu Jingnian is not a person who is addicted to cleanliness, but since he is his own place to live, he naturally has to make it cleaner.

A light rain began to fall in the night sky, not heavy, but it was dripping, hitting the mountain, rolling down the hillside, and flowing into the cave, making the already damp cave even heavier.

Fu Jingnian smiled helplessly, this cave is indeed hidden, but every rainy day is not peaceful, and the entire cave is flooded.

Fu Jingnian walked out of the cave and sat down not far away, the rain wet him, and the droplets of water slid down the top of his head, slid over his bangs, slid over the corners of his clothes, and finally dripped on the ground with a tick, splashing like water.

The dark clouds were rolling, the night was very dark, and a wolf howl could be heard not far away, Fu Jingnian's eyes were open, and a trace of blazing white thunder in the depths of his pupils was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

"It's raining. Fu Jingnian muttered, raised his face and looked at the endless night sky, the rain was densely spread on his face, dripping down his chin.

"Boom!" the night sky turned white, and a spring thunder exploded in the sky. Fu Jingnian's calm face was illuminated in the dark night, and there was a sound of rustling in the silent mountain forest, and the insects, snakes, and beasts that were alarmed by the spring thunder suddenly crawled up all over the ground.

Fu Jingnian pressed the ground lightly with one hand, and suddenly a hundred and ten thunderbolts rushed out with him as the center, killing any living thing within his hundred zhang, and then the thunder spread out, weaving into a spider web and spreading out, Fu Jingnian was in the center, the spider web was like a circle of thunder pools, not allowing the alarmed beasts to dare to go further.

Fu Jingnian's eyes were fixed on the thunder and lightning that disappeared in an instant as soon as it appeared in the sky. Trying to catch the trail of this thunderbolt.

"Is that so?" Fu Jingnian lowered his head and pondered. After a moment of thought. The internal force of the thunder suddenly gathered in his left arm, and then the lightning struck.

A dazzling white light pierced the darkness, accompanied by the roar of thunder, and Fu Jingnian's left arm thundered and entangled. There was a crackling sound.

After a few breaths, Fu Jingnian withdrew his fist and sighed: "No, how can I make my moves appear like thunder and lightning......

Everything in heaven and earth has its own trajectory, this is the perception that Fu Jingnian felt when he arrived at the realm of Guanyin, the sound of the world is not a simple sound in the world, but the trajectory between all things, light and dark, and the sea is known by looking at a drop in the ocean. Looking at a mountain and knowing Zongyue, watching the vicissitudes of the world and knowing that the red dust is changeable for a hundred years.

Guanyin is a realm, and it is really mysterious.

Fu Jingnian rubbed his palm, raised his head and continued to wait for the next thunderbolt to appear.

A moment passed slowly... Half an hour passed slowly... An hour passed slowly....

Not long after an hour and a half passed, Fu Jingnian's pupils opened violently.

The spring thunder boomed! The white light flashed!

The second thunderbolt exploded in the sky!

Fu Jingnian's hand went with the electricity. Like thunder.

There is a big thunder in the sky, and a small thunder on the ground.

"Bang" "Bang".

There were two muffled sounds in succession, and the thunder and lightning slashed obliquely on a towering tree, and green smoke came out of the branches of the big tree, while Fu Jingnian hit the ground with a punch, and the ground shattered, and a big pit appeared.

The thunder and lightning in the sky disappeared in an instant, and there was no trace to be found, but the thunder on Fu Jingnian's left arm was enduring, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell into contemplation again.

"Where does thunder and lightning come from, where does it go, what is its heaven and earth numerology, and what is it for existing. Fu Jingnian frowned, thinking quietly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, wetting his whole body.

Fu Jingnian stretched out his hand to brush the hair back from his forehead, and suddenly felt that the rain was a little in the way, and Lang frowned and shouted, "Dissipate it for me." ”

In an instant, the time above Fu Jingnian seemed to be frozen, and the rain that was about to drip seemed to have been set aside by some intangible object, and it all rolled to both sides.

Fu Jingnian's body was raining all over the sky, but within a zhang there was a clear sky, and not a drop of rain dropped on his head.

The night was long, and the night passed in the rain and Fu Jingnian's contemplation.

There was a touch of fish belly white in the sky, and at some point, the rain quietly stopped. The wind, too, held its breath, and everything in the mountains became very secluded, and the gloomy sky was replaced by sunshine.

The sun was shining brightly after the rain, a rainbow stretched across the blue sky, as if smiling at the earth, and in the distance, an unknown bird began to cry, as if pouring out the joy of the bath. Nearby, the raindrops that had gathered on the leaves of the trees were still dripping down into the small puddles on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound.

Fu Jingnian straightened up and walked towards the cave step by step, before he reached the cave, his clothes and hair were steaming, he shook his shoulders gently, and there was no wet place on his body.

The white clothes are like washing, the black and white hair is fluttering, the warm spring breeze is blowing by him, the warm sunlight hits the side of his face, Fu Jingnian is like a born son, spotless.

The stagnant water in the cave accumulated a foot deep, and the useless knife and the three-zhang thunder spear placed in the cave were all submerged at the bottom of the water, Fu Jingnian stood at the door of the cave and said lightly: "The knife comes." ”

The white sheath long knife at the bottom of the water made a buzzing sound, broke through the water, and flew out of Fu Jingnian's hand, Fu Jingnian's hand holding the knife turned his wrist, and the rain with the knife sheath was gone, and he tied it to his waist with a "brush".

"Spear comes. ”

Fu Jingnian spoke again, but this time, he turned around and walked out directly, not caring about the spear at all.

The thunder spear broke through the water, stood upright, and shot towards Fu Jingnian's back.

The corners of Fu Jingnian's mouth hooked, his eyes looked ahead, and he reached out and shook it upward.

"Ding. ”

The handle of the spear was firmly held by Fu Jingnian, and there was a tacit understanding between one person and one spear.

Fu Jingnian smiled, danced a spear flower, held the spear diagonally in his hand, and dragged the ground, the tip of the spear cutting a ravine on the ground.

"They should be able to find it. "It's already a long way from the cave, Fu Jingnian sat on a boulder platform, looked at the ravine that had been cut by the tip of the spear along the way, and muttered.

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