Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 808 Thunder Liquid
The wall is made of an unknown material. He suspects it is a treasure, but he can't be sure, and he doesn't know how to use it. It's useless to him at the moment.

Not long after, Zheng Rui felt terrified, and found the source of the white mist, which turned out to be a rough stone pool.

The pool is small and barely fits an adult.

After Zheng Rui approached, his pupils shrank, and he saw that in the rough pool overflowing with white mist, there was actually a puddle of clear water, clear and transparent, colorless and odorless.

The pool is very shallow, half an arm's depth, and there is nothing unusual about it except for the mist constantly evaporating out.

But Zheng Rui felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his whole body felt excited.

"The original liquid of thunder in the myths and legends is the essence of the law of the great way, and it is a direct manifestation of the power of the way of heaven."

Zheng Rui has seen Lei Yuan Ye in many daozangs, but he has mentioned it in one stroke and has never studied it carefully. Obviously, even many powerful former sages know little about Lei Yuan Ye.

The Thunder Raw Liquid recorded in Dao Zang is very rare. If you search the world, even if you find all the holy places of practice in the human world, you may not be able to gather five drops.

Those are all prepared by the holy land of practice for the heirs who they think are the strongest geniuses in history. Otherwise, even if they are their contemporary sons, if they are not as good as some former sages in history, they will not be qualified to refine the original thunder liquid.

It can be seen from this that the importance attached to the original liquid of thunder in the holy place of practice also reflects the preciousness and rarity of this thing.

Thunder Liquid can temper mana impurities. In a sense, it has the same ability as the original ancestor.Moreover, the energy contained in the Thunder Liquid is extremely powerful, and one drop can cause many prodigies to explode and die.

The Holy Land of Practice only refines the original essence of thunder for the strongest heir in history, because he is worried that if he is not as good as the former sages, his dantian will be exploded by the original essence of thunder.

"It's really the original thunder liquid?"

"There is actually a pool here?"

"It is estimated that if you count the buckets in the world, there can be as many as seven or eight buckets."

The holy land of practice is calculated on a drop-by-drop basis. It is estimated that the entire world cannot make up five drops of thunder stock solution. There are seven or eight barrels here?
Zheng Rui felt that it was too unreal, so he didn't try to refine it immediately. He checked carefully and found that the bottom of the stone pool was directly connected with the law of the outside world: chaos, the essence of thunder and lightning was disappearing, because of the catastrophe It's over.

"These thunder essences appeared because they were about to bring down the catastrophe?"

Zheng Rui glanced at the pool, the water level was not high.He understood that the so-called catastrophe is also a kind of law of heaven and earth, just like light will travel in a straight line, this is the rule.

There is no such thing as God's will, everything is a rule.Crossing the tribulation is also a rule, not a test.

Zheng Rui felt relieved. Before, he thought that the so-called will of God was actually some kind of great darkness, but now he realized that there was no will of God, and everything was stipulated by rules. Whatever path he took, he was doomed to encounter some kind of tribulation. .Crossing the catastrophe is just one of all tribulations.

Then, his eyes turned red, and he was sure that this pool was really Lei Yuanye.

"If I hadn't pierced the sky, I probably wouldn't have seen this thunder liquid. Fortunately, I have the spirit to break through the casserole and ask the end, otherwise I will miss this great opportunity."

Zheng Rui was extremely moved, feeling that he had survived a "hard work" and finally got what he deserved.

He had already forgotten that the reason why he came here was all because he was beaten by Tianjie, and he was so angry that he poked a hole in the sky, otherwise he planned to go back.

Moreover, he crossed the tribulation very easily. Up to the present position, the clothes on his body are intact.

Then, he took off his shirt, and jumped into the stone pool cleanly.If other people were to refine even a single drop of Thunder Raw Liquid, they would explode and die, but Zheng Rui jumped into a pool of Thunder Raw Liquid.

"This is sour!"

Zheng Rui gasped, feeling as if his whole body was being pricked by needles, his powerful body turned blood red quickly, he was not injured, but the original thunder liquid is the purest law of thunder and lightning.

The Thunder Raw Liquid was extremely domineering, I don't know how many times more powerful it was than the previous Heavenly Tribulation, Zheng Rui felt that he couldn't hold it for a while.

But he didn't flinch, and forced himself to calm down. He stopped playing, and sat cross-legged in the pool, soaking in the original thunder liquid.

He felt as if his body was being pricked by thousands of sharp silver needles, as if he was being bitten by countless ants.

It's not that he is not strong, because he is refining the original liquid of thunder, so instead of blocking it, he takes the initiative to attract the domineering original liquid of thunder into his body.

Soon, Zheng Rui calmed down, with a smile on his face, and his brows loosened.

He felt that his cultivation, which had been difficult to improve, began to skyrocket at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I saw the original Xiantian Zuwu in the sea of ​​mana in the dantian, like a strong real dragon, tossing the river and the sea, calling the wind and calling the rain, setting off waves, rolling up huge waves, and was extremely excited, madly devouring the energy of the original thunder liquid.

In the past, Zheng Rui felt that the original ancestor Lie was like a picky eater, no matter how precious spiritual things were in the eyes of others, he would dismiss them, but now he feels no pain and is very excited.

"Unexpectedly, there are impurities in the original thunder liquid."

Zheng Rui was surprised and said that after seeing the ancestor Lie refining the original thunder liquid, he also spit out some impurities, which gradually overflowed from the pores, and formed a crystal clear glass substance on his body surface, which looked radiant and pure, a little They are not like impurities, impurities discharged from the pores.

"In the eyes of others, these things are probably unimaginable treasures. Even those holy places of practice will probably be jealous. It turned out to be the dirt that came off my body. Could it be the leg-stretching pills in myths and legends?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Rui felt his eyes brighten up: "These are treasures and should not be wasted. I will collect them all and sell them to those holy places as soon as I finish my cultivation."

"If the Holy Land buys these things, what will they do with them? Give them to those extremely proud sons and daughters? Probably not, after all, in a sense, this is the dirt on my body!"

Thinking of this, Zheng Rui felt that those saints and saints were so powerful, they worked too hard, for the sake of cultivation, they even took pills to stretch their legs and stare at their eyes.

Getting quieter and quieter, Zheng Rui closed his eyes, feeling his thoughts drifting, as if he was about to leave his fleshy shell and drift towards the endless void.

The body is getting lighter and lighter, and the ears are getting quieter and quieter, but when you listen carefully, there seems to be a singing voice that is barely there.

It was a man's singing voice, powerful and deep, which made Zheng Rui feel the breath of ancient times.

The singing voice is like an ancient man, crooning in the upper reaches of history, deep, sad, choked, and quiet.

Suddenly, the singing voice changed, as if the singing man was laughing, laughing loudly, but when he listened carefully, it sounded like a low-pitched laugh.

The distance is really far away, so far that Zheng Rui's supernatural powers can't check everything.

He felt that the cultivation in his body was rapidly increasing, but his mental consciousness was getting further and further away, drifting towards an ancient world.

He seemed to be standing in the sky, looking down at the earth.

In the endless grassland, on a low hill, stood a man.Can't see his appearance clearly, can only hear the low singing voice.

"Is this a ballad from the ancestors of ancient times?"

The picture in front of me disappeared in a trance.

Zheng Rui was not surprised, this is just an illusion, some people also call it a demon.This is caused by insufficient cultivation.

(End of this chapter)