Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 118
As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Juehu devouring the life spar, but what he ate was an ordinary yellow life spar, and it took him a long time to swallow the second one. Spiritual Qi poured into the Qingyun Temple one after another, and after the refinement of the large formation and the condensing of "Qingdi Yimu Jue", it was transformed into mana of water and wood attributes and poured into Juehu's Nascent Soul.

Jiang Xiaoliu used his eyes to break through delusion, and he actually ignored the protective energy of the monk at the peak of Huashen, and directly saw through his natal Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul of Juehu is also very strange.

It stands to reason that the colors of the Five Elements Golden Elixir, Nascent Soul and even mana are all in line with the attributes of cultivation.

For example, Juehu has been cultivating along the coast for thousands of years, and his mana is blue and clear. The Nascent Soul should be aqua blue, but now it is half blue and half emerald green. Gas rises slowly from the seven orifices of the Nascent Soul, turning into a blue-green rippling illusion, in which there are vast waves, countless large and small islands floating in it, dense vegetation and blooming flowers.

Juehu murmured to himself: "Water is soft and good, but also strong and strong. Wood has unlimited vitality, and it can also plunder the vitality of all things. Water and wood complement each other, and the road can be expected."

Juehu stood up suddenly, bowed deeply to Jiang Xiaoliu, without the slightest arrogance on his face, and then slowly rose into the air and said, "Master, from today on I am Song Weiyi, and Juehu, a disciple of Qingyun Temple, sincerely worships you Jiang Xiaoliu." Xiaoliu as my teacher, thank you Master for helping me break through the bottleneck, prolong my life, and aspire to the Great Dao."

In an instant, Juehu rushed out of the invisible formation of Qingyun Guan, and went straight to the sky.

"Boom!"

The sky and the earth thundered, and traces of depressing clouds condensed. In almost a dozen breaths, the sky became black and oppressive. Among them, the violent thunder flashed from time to time, and the shining black and black thunderclouds were black and white, terrifying and penetrating.

"Not good, is this Thunder Tribulation?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was shocked, and hurriedly yelled: "Xuanji, you still care about stealing food, quickly watch the six-nine heavenly robbery, other disciples quickly come out to watch Juehu crossing the robbery, it will be of great benefit to your future practice, don't delay."

Just as Xuanji swallowed a life spar into his stomach, when he heard Master scolding, he hurriedly raised his head to look up at the sky, suddenly the colorful chicken feathers all over his body jumped up in horror, and plunged into the floor tiles, leaving only the huge chicken buttocks shivering outside.

Lei Jie Tianwei is the most feared thing in the soul of countless creatures, especially all kinds of monsters. They are not interested in talking about Lei Jie, and they can't bear the slightest resistance. It is normal to have such a performance of mystery.

When Jiang Xiaoliu saw Xuanji's future, he immediately lost his temper. He stamped his feet and shook Xuanji out. Then he played a spell, firmly fixed Xuanji on the ground, raised his head and widened his corns, and forcibly ordered He watched Juehu cross the catastrophe.

The other disciples are honest, especially Xuan Yang and Xuan Su, who are conscientious and meticulous observers.

Before a monk can become a fairy, he has to go through three major thunder disasters.

The three or nine minor catastrophes during the alchemy period are the best opportunity to temper the body of the golden elixir; Huashen completely condenses the primordial spirit and combines it with the Nascent Soul, which can trigger six or nine cataclysms and survive the fusion. The state can abandon the physical body, without fear of the mystery in the womb, easily seize the house or solve the reincarnation and rebuild; and the most terrifying ninety-nine catastrophe of immortality is the completion of Mahayana. When the law is against the enemy, it can trigger the thunder calamity in the fairy world. After passing through, it will be the realm of crossing the calamity that countless monks are struggling to pursue, that is, the realm of human immortals.

This realm is the immortal among men, the real mortal land immortal, after crossing the catastrophe, he can break through the barrier of immortality, absorb a higher level of immortal energy to condense the body of a real immortal, and when he is completely condensed, he can also deal with many things in the world. Things, there is nothing to miss in the world of mortals, you can call the light of the heavens to welcome you, and soar in the daytime.

Juehu has been stuck in this realm for hundreds of years, and seeing that his lifespan is approaching, he did not expect to find a breakthrough opportunity in this small Qingyun temple, the strange and powerful cheap master Jiang Xiaoliu.

One after another bead curtains were like thunder and rain falling from the sky, wrapping the entire Qingyun Mountain tightly. From a distance, it looked like a thunder prison in the world. Countless thunderbolts fell straight down. The mountain collapsed, and the dense vegetation ignited raging thunder fires. Countless beasts, big and small, screamed and scrambled to escape desperately.

"No, Juehu's six-nine-day calamity is so powerful that it caused a disaster."

Although the Qingyun Mountain where Jiang Xiaoliu is located is small, it is also the center of the thunder catastrophe, but there are gods and spirits resident in Qingyun Temple, all kinds of disasters will not be added to him, and many evil spirits will not hurt his god, even the small Qingyun Mountain safe and sound.

But after all, it is a Taoist temple of the Huang level, and the depths of the Qingyun Mountains suffered disasters. In just ten minutes, it was like the end of the world, with wailing everywhere, fire everywhere, and chaos everywhere.

"Qingdi Huagai is boundless for thousands of miles."

With a big move by Jiang Xiaoliu, Juehu rolled up nearly a hundred of the life spars that Juehu had condensed day and night. He looked at them distressedly, then gritted his teeth and punched in countless streamer spells. The hill-like life spars Then it exploded with a bang, and the rich and indescribable vitality exploded. Jiang Xiaoliu hurriedly used his magical powers to wrap it tightly. Liu Guang sank into the thunder cloud above his head.

"boom!"

Another wave of terrifying thunder strikes without distinction, but this time the blazing white thunder contains a little bit of emerald green crystal light, which is the power of life.

Thunder, not only destroys, but also symbolizes this new life, which contains vitality, but the way of thunder is broad and profound, not everyone can receive the way of death and rebirth, and the way of thunder destroying new life.

But now that Jiang Xiaoliu has poured strong vitality into the thunderclouds, the thunder that fills the sky contains this kind of new meaning, and at the same time induces the vitality in the thunder. The vegetation, flowers and plants in the mountains, as well as some wild beasts that had no time to dodge being struck, seem to be lifeless, but they are actually in the rebirth opportunity of turning into butterflies.

At this moment, under the transformation of Lei Ting's vitality, the ordinary wild beasts in the mountains and forests in the eight hundred miles will become a rare paradise in a short time. Among them, the mountains are full of rare and strange beasts, and the richness of aura is far beyond other mountains. It is even possible to gradually condense a spiritual vein after thousands of years.

Ordinary spiritual veins have been formed since ancient times, and any one would take tens of thousands of years or even longer. The eight hundred li mountain range of Qingyun Mountain can gather spiritual veins for thousands of years, which shows that the aura of the mountains, forests, earth and rocks is deeply hidden.

Jiang Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up and continued to watch Juehu crossing the robbery.

At this moment, Juehu has survived three thunder disasters, his whole body is tattered, his breath is sluggish, scorched flesh and blood can be seen everywhere, and in some places, strange bones intersected by water blue and emerald green can be seen.

"Boom!"

The thunder was rolling, and the thunder calamity above his head was brewing again. Juehu took out a life spar the size of a goose egg without hesitation, which was surprisingly of the quality of Xuanjie, and swallowed it in one gulp without hesitation.

In an instant, Juehu's whole body burst into green light, his skin became smooth and fair to the naked eye, and the wrinkles on his face quickly unfolded. The injuries on his body healed in an instant, and there was no trace of the near-death situation just now.

At the moment when Juehu was recovering his body, the thunderbolt as thick as a bucket slammed down on his head again. The terrifying thunder annihilated the clothes and hair on Juehu's body. The jade-like flesh and blood were exposed, and the next moment, they were silenced by the thunder, and when they were about to destroy the meridians, five viscera and the dantian, a large amount of emerald green life essence emerged, quickly repairing the almost fatal injuries of the body.

In just a short moment, Juehu seemed to have passed a lifetime, and experienced the great horror between life and death clearly and clearly again and again, broken and then erected, dead and reborn, thunder's dominance, destruction, and hidden remodeling, vitality. The true meaning of the Dao, along with the thunder, is deeply imprinted in Juehu's soul, and becomes the foundation for future immortality.

(End of this chapter)