Chapter 110: Late Stage of Gathering Spirits [Fourth Update]

(ps: The monthly ticket war has begun, the battle situation is very tragic, the situation is very bad, we will be out of the top ten immediately, tears run, begging for a monthly pass!! the fourth more to send, crazy for a monthly pass!)

"Guo Zhengyang, I'm He Wenli. ”

"Teacher He?"

"Hehe, don't call it so nicely, I'm just an assistant counselor, and I'm only a few years older than you, just call me by name in private. ”

“......”

"That's right, you played that solo flute on BBS, right?"

"What bbs?"

"Don't you know? It's the piece that Gu Mingwei put on BBS in your dormitory, they said you played it, and they recorded it with their mobile phones. ”

“......”

"That song is so good, Guo Zhengyang, I didn't expect you to not speak all day, you are still so talented, you made me cry when you listen to it, and now your song is really popular. ”

"Xiexie, but I didn't write it, it's my friend. ”

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, no matter how good the piece is, the interpretation is also the key, you can definitely be called a performer at this level, like those pianists and conductors now, aren't they all playing other people's works. Another example is a movie, the screenwriter is very important, and the director is also very important, but whether the actors play well or not during the actual shooting is also very important, and often those actors are the biggest stars. ”

"Teacher He, you shouldn't have called this time just to praise me, right?"

"Oh, that's right, it's the New Year's Day party in a few days, are you interested in attending? If you want, it will definitely shake the whole school, you don't know, there are already a lot of your fans in the school now, if you go to perform. But it's time for our class. ”

"I don't want to participate. ”

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Guo Zhengyang didn't know that he was sold at first, and he was sold on the Internet, because he had never been on Dongda BBS at all, and he didn't even register.

It's just that when he got up early the next morning, he received a phone call, the phone was still from the beautiful assistant in class eight, and Guo Zhengyang was speechless when he was contacted on the phone. But the other party wanted to invite him to the New Year's Day party or something, but he chose to refuse without hesitation.

ended the call with He Wenli, Guo Zhengyang frowned and shook his head, but then received a call from Gu Mingwei, and Gu Mingwei was daoqian as soon as he opened his mouth. He was cheeky enough to admit his mistake and said that he had uploaded the song online without his consent. The main thing is that the tune is too good. In line with the sharing spirit of the new generation of the Internet, he hopes to let more people hear and enjoy such a great work and such an excellent interpretation, and he also wants more people to feel the charm of Guo Zhengyang.

Guo Zhengyang had a toothache when he heard this, and unceremoniously interrupted the roommate's nonsense. Gu Mingwei said with a low smile that if he wanted Guo Zhengyang to do him a favor, it was related to his lifelong happiness, that is, to agree to He Wenli's request. I hope he has a New Year's Day party......

Guo Zhengyang hung up the phone directly.

"Yesterday, I lost my temper and forgot to tell those guys, but I didn't expect to be known to them in the blink of an eye. Speechless and shook his head, he was not interested in the New Year's Day party or anything at all, and he didn't have the heart to perform, and playing the transverse flute or something was just a small interest of him.

Now he is still preparing for the catastrophe, where does he have the heart to run to perform.

After putting away the mobile phone, Guo Zhengyang sat on the sofa and tapped his fingers slightly, yesterday he cultivated to the peak of the middle stage of the spirit gathering, and he was also familiar with the operation of several spiritual weapons in his hand, and the matter of the tribulation can also be put on the agenda.

It's just that there is one more point, that is, the natural thunder and lightning stored in the thunder and lightning treasure was squandered by him when he ambushed a certain Thunder Sect monk last time, and in the following month, because there were fewer thunderstorms, he only reserved seven or eight thunderbolts, and such a small reserve was far from enough to cross the catastrophe.

"The breakthrough in the early stage of the middle stage, the reserve of eight natural thunderbolts can not suppress the catastrophe, this time the catastrophe, then at least two or three times the last time to reserve the thunder and lightning, but into the winter, the rainy days are less, not to mention, the number of thunders is decreasing, if I just wait in Donghai City, I don't know if I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, or take the initiative to attack. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Guo Zhengyang got up and walked to the door, and when he walked out, he took out his mobile phone to make a call, which was to the counselor Ren Haiyang, and to call him was to ask for leave.

He usually accommodates the courses of the University of Tokyo, but when it comes to the critical moment of cultivation, he naturally won't waste that time again.

After taking a few days off for a random reason, Guo Zhengyang went to an Internet café near the community to surf the Internet.

"In modern society, transportation is developed, check where there is rainy weather nearby, and then go to see if you can collect natural thunder and lightning, and when you collect enough thunder and lightning, you can cross the catastrophe. ”

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"It's not bad here, phew, it's finally coming. ”

"Three or four days, running thousands of miles, running a lot of empty places, but finally collected some natural thunder and lightning, and now there are twenty-three natural thunder and lightning in that treasure, which is already three times that of the first tribulation, and no more, it is difficult for me to hold it, after all, I have rarely tempered my body recently, and there are more thunderbolts, and I have no ability to control the strange treasure. ”

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On the 28th, between a remote barren mountain range in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River, stepping onto a mountain, Guo Zhengyang grazing and looking at it, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Leaving Donghai City on Christmas morning, he has been running within a few thousand miles of the neighborhood by relying on modern weather forecasts, although the weather forecast is not accurate, so that he runs a lot of empty places, but by train, he also ran very fast, three or four days, seventy or eighty hours, also ran several provinces, encountered three or four natural thunderstorms, these three or four natural thunderstorms, but also let him collect a lot of natural thunderstorms.

After making sufficient preparations, Guo Zhengyang arrived at this barren mountain range at night and prepared to start the tragedy.

After inspecting the environment, he walked down the hill, and waited halfway up the mountain to take out all the things that should be taken out of the storage ring.

Everything was ready, and he ran the exercises and began to absorb the spiritual energy fluctuations that escaped from the left and right treasures, just a few minutes later. The originally clear night sky was suddenly overcast, and in the midst of the thunder, a terrifying aura of destruction swept down from above.

Under this breath, Guo Zhengyang also frowned violently, but he still began to break through as soon as he was in a hurry.

"Although this time the Heavenly Tribulation Destruction Qi is much stronger than the last time, after all, it is only the mid-stage and late-stage Tribulation Cloud!"

"Boom~"

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In the dark and heavy clouds, a thunderbolt rushed down with infinite oppression, and Guo Zhengyang suddenly grabbed a thunderbolt treasure on one side and raised his hand to aim at the thunder.

It's just the blink of an eye, under the pressure of the thunderstorm. Without his need to be stimulated anymore, a thigh-thick electric light rushed out of the mini thunder and swayed upward, and collided with the thunder two or three hundred meters above Guo Zhengyang's head.

The lightning was shining, and with a loud roar, the thunder in the sky once again tore through the thunder and rushed down. Thirty or forty meters down, a thicker thunderbolt shot out from the mini lightning. Surging upwards.

Thundered~

Click!

......

Two waves of thunder power went up and down. Just after the air collided more than 100 meters away, the trend of the thunderstorm tearing up the natural thunder light gradually slowed down, until it was completely terminated seventy or eighty meters above Guo Zhengyang's head, and then he was pushed backwards by the natural thunder light step by step.

In this way, he stalemate for more than a dozen breaths, and in the thunder light in the mini thunder and lightning, the thunder gradually became weaker. With a sigh, it dissipated between heaven and earth.

Guo Zhengyang was stunned for a moment, and then the ecstasy of disbelief was over? Only the natural thunder light stored in the mini thunderbolt defeated the Heavenly Tribulation?

However, this joy has only just begun to diffuse, and Guo Zhengyang's face has changed greatly.

"This time it's not just a thunderbolt?

But no, although the tribulation thunder just now was brutally defeated, the calamity clouds above the sky did not dissipate, and an amazing sense of oppression was still brewing.

And the thunder above was brewing, and the mini thunder and lightning in Guo Zhengyang's hand had become much weaker in terms of electric light and momentum.

Just now dispersed that thunderstorm, the reserve of this natural thunder and lightning has also been reduced by six or seven percent, this time the tribulation is not only more numerous thunderstorms, but also more powerful than last time.

However, the thunderstorm didn't give him much time to think, with a boom, another thunderstorm ran down in the clouds above, Guo Zhengyang could only raise the thunder light again and aim at the thunderstorm, and then when the thunder erupted in the mini thunderbolt, it was only one or two breaths, and the remaining thunder in the mini thunder and lightning was completely defeated.

The thunderstorm in the sky was almost crushing down like a bamboo!

Guo Zhengyang snorted coldly, and a small black ball rose into the air, blooming a black mangs a hundred meters above the sky, and the infinite icy cold qi also swept out, such an icy cold power slightly slowed down the tearing trend of the thunderstorm, but it was only slightly slowed down.

Guo Zhengyang urged his spiritual sense again, and a flying sword with cold light was aimed at the thunderbolt.

"Boom~"

In just the blink of an eye, the body of the flying sword was overwhelmed by the power of infinite thunder, and the spiritual sense he controlled the flying sword was also swallowed by the thunder, but he had to frantically urge more spiritual consciousness to maintain contact with the flying sword.

It was in the confrontation that Guo Zhengyang's body trembled suddenly, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the thunder light that had just slowed down above accelerated violently and rushed down.

Guo Zhengyang also burst out again, his spiritual sense gushed out wildly, a sword and a round ball, all desperately exuding power, and the space within eighty or ninety meters above him was completely frozen by the cold breath sprayed by the ball, forming a shocking floating black ice layer, but this ice layer was in the rhythm of the crazy destruction and destruction of the thunder.

Break, bridge, break, bridge. And every time there is a stalemate, the thunder will continue to kill Xiangxia for a distance, and it is getting closer and closer to the top of Guo Zhengyang's head.

His spiritual sense of controlling the spiritual weapon was even more scorched and destroyed by the thunderstorm, which brought him a huge blow, but he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and his body trembled, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood from time to time.

A little stalemate, after a few seconds, when the thunderstorm tore all the way and approached four or five meters above Guo Zhengyang's head, the stalemate situation suddenly turned around, and the thunder suddenly disappeared, and even the infinite sense of oppression in the sky dissipated.

Guo Zhengyang's whole body also collapsed suddenly, and the small ball and flying sword that were bursting with power in the air also fell quickly, and smashed near Guo Zhengyang with a poof.

"The first tribulation, one tribulation thunder, this time it is two tribulation thunders, is it possible that the next tribulation will be three tribulation thunders?" (To be continued......)