Volume 1 The first acquaintance with the path of cultivating immortals

Chapter 12 Mingyue Cave Lingmingshou sacrifice

The rain kept falling, from the beginning of the light rain, to the pouring rain, Xiaobai curled up, trembling in the monkey cave, not daring to make a little movement.

Hu Meiniang was at the entrance of the monkey cave, and the rain slipped down in front of her, without a drop of rain on her body. Hu Meiniang looked at every purple thunder, her heart was trembling, her heart was bleeding, and her hands were bleeding a lot.

Kneeling on the ground, with his hands on his chest, facing the direction of Lingmingzhuang, he prayed sincerely for something .......

The purple sky thunder can't stop it for Yumo. The purple heavenly thunder represents the wrath of the Heavenly Dao, which is not something that she can block as a demon king, if it is not for the ancestral spirit to make a move today, no one can stop the attack of the Heavenly Dao.

Did Yumo's enlightenment touch the origin of the Heavenly Dao? Otherwise, there would have been three purple heavenly thunders, and the purple heavenly thunder was called the world-destroying divine thunder, and only the great tribulation of becoming immortal and sanctified could have a wisp of purple heavenly thunder.

If the monk who has the ability to defy the heavens crosses the tribulation, there are basically seven colors of thunder tribulation, including red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple.

If the cultivators of the Tribulation do not disobey the sky, most of them are white tribulation thunders. If it is a purple tribulation thunder, it is the Heavenly Dao that wants to kill the tribulator. Heaven is ruthless, Heaven is merciless, and Heaven is ruthless even if it is merciful.

The ruthless Heavenly Tribulation destroys the heavens and the earth, ruthlessly obliterates all things, and the Heavenly Dao is sentient, if you survive the Heavenly Tribulation, there will be infinite benefits waiting for you. This is the calamity of heaven and the difficulty of heaven, which makes the monks yearn for and fear.

The rain stopped, and a ray of sunlight shone through the dark clouds on Yumo. This beam of light repaired the wounds in Yumo's consciousness, and soon his consciousness was as usual.

Not as usual, but stronger than usual, this light also repaired Yumo's body, and the bronze skin seemed to have a golden glow. The light seemed to drive away the dark clouds and cast a rainbow on the horizon.

At the same time, the sun also showed a smiling face, as if praising Yumo.

A wasteland, a thatched hut, an oil lamp, an old man, sigh softly. "Hey, one more ....... ”

The old man was muttering something quietly.

Yumo's divine consciousness at the time of enlightenment was infinitely enlarged, and now his divine consciousness has returned to normal, and he can observe the distance of Fang Yuan's ten zhang without opening his eyes, unlike when he fought against the heavenly thunder, he was infinitely magnified, and his divine consciousness could be seen in the formation of rain.

Yumo looked down at his body, and there was no clothing on his body, which showed the power of thunder and lightning. Grab a set of clothes from the storage bag and just put them on.

In the direction of the monkey cave, a beam of white light and a beam of red light flew over.

"Yumo, are you alright?" Hu Meiniang shouted from afar.

"Brother Yumo, you have survived the three purple heavenly thunders! That's purple heavenly thunder!" Xiao Bai's words came from Yumo's divine sense.

Yumo scratched his head with his hand, and said embarrassedly, "Thank you so much for that big willow tree, if it weren't for him, I really couldn't bear that purple thunder." ”

"Yes, that Zixiao Heavenly Thunder has the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, and it's not something I can afford. If it weren't for Lingming's old guy who used Shouyuan to move the ancestral spirit clone, you and I would have to become the souls of the dead under the purple sky.

When Zixiao thunders once, the grass on the earth is no longer growing; Zixiao thunders twice, and all things cannot be resisted; Zixiao thunders three times, and everything in the world will become kings.

This is not just a legend, this is a historical record, a purple sky thunder, in history only twice sounded, a person into a god, a person into a ghost.

There is only one time of two purple thunderstorms, and that time is, the heavens and the earth vibrate, the mountains and rivers change color, and the demon king disappears. Three thunderbolts for the first time, this time the Heavenly Dao is really powerful, you can survive the three Zixiao Heavenly Thunder, your future is limitless. ”

"Yumo, do you feel that there is still the Thunder Silk of Zixiao Heavenly Thunder on your body? If you are found to wrap it with spiritual power, try to do it, if you can let the spiritual power Thunder Silk be stored in the meridians first.

This method has only been used by one person, and if it succeeds, it may be of great use to you in the future. ”

Yumo looked at his hand, feeling that there was still a faint power of thunder and lightning, and slowly felt this rare heavenly thunder, this is the aftermath of the third heavenly thunder!

Yumo closed his eyes, his divine consciousness and spiritual power roamed around his body, groping for clues to the heavenly thunder, and from time to time he could find the energy of thunder and lightning on his body.

In the meridians, in the muscles, and in the bones, Yumo carefully wrapped it with his divine sense and spiritual power, and found thirty-six faint thunder wires of Zixiao Heavenly Thunder in his body.

Thirty-six spiritual qi wrapped the thirty-six heavenly thunder silks, which were now stored in the meridians. The seed equivalent to a trace of thunder and lightning was buried in Yumo's body.

Yumo opened his eyes and looked at Hu Meiniang's mother and son beside him to protect the Dharma. Hearing Hu Meiniang's explanation, I knew that it was really rare to get this thunder by myself. ”

Whether Tianlei can grow in his spiritual power is what he will face in the future, I don't know if he can grow up, if Tianlei lets himself be controlled, then he will be the master of heaven and earth, and he may be able to confront the Heavenly Dao. Become the true master of heaven and earth.

"Yumo, you're awake, let's go see your benefactor, Lingming Daoist!"

"Okay, let's see how he goes!"

Yumo followed behind Hu Meiniang and walked in the direction of Lingming Library.

As he walked, he looked at his hands and found that his hands had changed from pink and white to bronze, and after Yumo had imprisoned the power of thunder and lightning, he found that his skin had gradually changed from bronze to white.

It may be the effect of Zixiao Heavenly Thunder, and this Heavenly Thunder may have the effect of refining the body and blessing the body. Anyway, this is Zixiao Heavenly Thunder, if it is useful or not, keep it first.

"Is Lingming there?" Hu Meiniang shouted eagerly.

"You are here, please come in and sit down. An old voice came into everyone's ears.

Yumo saw a dying old man with a bamboo cane. It's still so fairy, it's still so unworldly, and it still retains a bit of fairy energy.

Yumo thought about the kind old man standing at the door a few days ago. A lock of long black hair floated on his chest, and now the green silk turned gray.

Yumo walked up to the old man and knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to Lingming three times in a row.

"Thank you, old man, if it weren't for you, the little one wouldn't be in this world today. I lost so much of your life for me, and I can't repay it. ”

"Hehe, it's nothing, I've been living for so many years, it's not bad for you for a few years, I'll just retreat for a while. ”

"Old fellow, you're scared to death......! It's good if you don't die, it's good if you don't die!" Hu Meiniang had tears in her eyes.

"I've disappointed you, hehe" Lingming smiled.

"This toss my old life, and I have to live a few hundred years less. Retreat and recuperate, and make up for the longevity of this sacrifice. ”

"Old man, what is a sacrifice?" Yumo asked weakly.

"Hey, I saw that you attracted the Zixiao Heavenly Thunder, and I was worried that the Bright Moon Cave Heaven would destroy the Heavenly Thunder for you.

There is no way but to sacrifice, and the sacrifice is to be teleported to the fairy world through the spirit medium, so that the ancestor spirit of the fairy world will descend to the human world to help you block the Zixiao Heavenly Thunder. Most of the ancestral spirits flew to the immortal realm thousands of years ago, and they have been descending to the human realm from time to time in the form of clones over the years.

It seems that he was looking for something, so he asked me to help him come to the world for the first time. Most of them are begging me, this time I am begging Lord Zu Ling, and only when Zu Ling uses the strongest clone will he block the Zixiao Heavenly Thunder.

If your cultivation is stronger, the ancestral spirit will not have to lose so much immortal power. The next time the doppelganger descends, it will be at least a few hundred years later, and the loss of the ancestral spirit this time is not small.

I don't know if I can return to the Bright Moon Cave next time. ”

"Thank you for your hard work! Thank you for your hard work!" Hu Meiniang said solemnly.

"Look at your appearance, it's not like you've lost hundreds of years of cultivation, you have to recover quickly, or when Xiaobai and Yu'er leave, I don't have anyone to talk to."

You can't think about it, what kind of ancestral spirit clone is summoned! Summoning two more times, you will hang up yourself......" Hu Meiniang said jokingly to Lingming with the corners of her mouth upturned.

"Old man, why is there a thunder in the sky to thunder me! or three purple thunder ......"

"The Spirit Ancestor clone was very weak when he left, and he only said one sentence, outsiders are not allowed to enlighten the world. Before leaving, he also said that he would give you a magic weapon to cover the heavens. Here you go now. ”

Yumo took a small wooden sword handed over by Lingming Daoren, this sword is really small, and it is only half an inch in size.

Shaped like a quaint sword, the wooden sword is painted with a willow bud on one side and a sign of thunder and lightning on the other.

"Thank you, old man, and thank you, Lord Zuling. Yumo also learned to call Lingming.

"Don't thank me, hehe, this is the lightning strike wood on the body of the ancestral spirit, which can restrain all kinds of evils, can cover the spiritual root, and can also cover the breath on your body. ”

"If I had already had, wouldn't I have been called Thunderbolt?"

"Maybe!"

"Old man, does this sword have a name?"

"Well, you can call him the Willow Divine Tree! This is the willow branch that resisted the three purple thunders and the third thunder at the beginning. This willow god tree has the mark of purple thunder, and this willow branch has the mark of the willow god.

For you now, it's just an ornament, and for you in the future, if you reach that height, it can be of great use to you. ”

Hu Meiniang waved one hand, and got a wool rope out of nowhere, tied it to Liu Shenmu, and hung it around Yumo's neck.

"Ahem, ahem......"

"Is this the rhythm that is going to go?" said Hu Meiniang with a smile.

"yes, it's not like I can't resist it, I'll take a day off and get some herbs first. Tomorrow you come back with Yumo, we will help him build his lower dantian, or it will take decades or hundreds of years to retreat, who will help Yumo build the dantian. ”

"Okay, you can rest first!" Hu Meiniang left with Yumo and Xiaobai.

When leaving, Yumo was deeply courteous to Lingming, this gift was a thanks, thank Lingming for being so kind to him. In my memory, there is no one else except the master who is so good to him.

I was seriously injured in Luoya, and I remember that the master carried him on his back and walked in the north wind and heavy snow for three days and three nights. In the end, he picked a thousand-year-old snow lotus for himself and saved his life.

Except for the master who is so good to himself, there is no one else, and this time the Lingming Dao people lost Shou Yuan to help themselves.

Yumo has already regarded Lingming Dao people as relatives and as elders.

Now the master is Yumo's relative, Hu Meiniang is his relative, the second senior brother and Xiaobai are his relatives, and he consciously regards Lingming as his relative.