Immortal Mortal

The first room of Lei Lian was on the ninth floor of the Immortal Alchemy Pagoda in the border city. The first training room Mo Wuji saw when he came to the ninth floor was the first room of Lei Lian.

As expected, there was a groove for the jade token outside the training room. Mo Wuji inserted the jade token in his hand into the groove, and the heavy stone door of the training room opened automatically.

After Mo Wuji entered the stone gate, the stone gate closed automatically again.

Mo Wuji took a rough look. The stone room was at least two hundred square meters and about ten meters high. There is nothing in the stone room, only three handles at the entrance of the stone room, the first one says start tempering, the second one says stop tempering, and the last one says open the door.

In addition, there is no handle such as the classification of thunder sources.

Although he had never been tempered in the Thunder Refining Room, it was not the first time Mo Wuji tempered his meridians through lightning strikes. After taking a bottle of medicine to open the pulse, Mo Wuji directly pulled down the first handle to start refining.

Waves of roaring sounded around the room, and after about a dozen breaths, lightning arcs of different thicknesses fell down. Although the lightning refining room was large, Mo Wuji noticed that these arcs of lightning only fell within a radius of one foot in the middle of the refining room, and there were no arcs of lightning falling in the rest of the room.

The intensity of the lightning arc should not be weaker than the first time he met in Lei Ze, and it hit the center of the stone chamber with a radius of one zhang.

Without any hesitation, Mo Wuji stepped into the middle of the Thunder Refining Room where there was a lightning arc attack. Hesitating here is a waste, every minute of hesitation is a waste of spirit stones.

Papa... The thunder arc hit Mo Wuji's body, and Mo Wuji guided the scorching breath into the veins in his body.

It wasn't until now that Mo Wuji realized the difference between the lightning arc of the Thunder Refining Room and Lei Ze and the six-legged Thunder Alligator. The intensity of each fall of the lightning arc here is fixed, and for him, it is more suitable for tempering the veins.

Sure enough, it is good to have money, even in the cultivation world, it is the same thing.

The Immortal Mortal Art only operated for one big cycle, and Mo Wuji's twenty-eighth vein was opened.

It's a pity that there are no spirit stones. If there were spirit stones, Mo Wuji would definitely take this opportunity to practice. I don't know what kind of experience it is to temper the meridians while practicing.

The lightning arc kept falling, and Mo Wuji kept taking the medicine for opening the pulse. The only advantage of tempering the meridians in the lightning refining room is that you don't have to worry about your life. As long as you can't resist it, you can avoid the center of the lightning strike and take a rest next to it.

This kind of treatment was not available to Mo Wuji, Lei Crocodile and Lei Ze. Using Thunder Crocodile to temper the meridians requires someone to help. It is even more dangerous in Lei Ze, no one knows when a strong thunder that is far better than ordinary lightning arcs will suddenly fall. Perhaps just one strike of this kind of strong thunder could easily wipe out a weakling like Mo Wuji who had just cultivated.

In the lightning refining room, Mo Wuji was almost completely shattered by the lightning strike at this moment. This was because he took off his broken coat and threw it out of the range of the lightning strike when the lightning arc just fell. Otherwise, it is estimated that he would not have any clothes to wear when he went out. Who would have thought that he should bring a set of clothes here.

The smell of skin scorched by lightning filled the thunder refinement room. Almost every time a lightning strike fell, Mo Wuji couldn't help but convulse once.

Even so, Mo Wuji still did not choose to leave the range of the lightning strike to rest for a while. One of the reasons was naturally that he didn't want to waste the lightning strikes that fell in vain when he was resting. These were all exchanged for spirit stones. A more important reason was because Mo Wuji knew very well that although the Lei Lian Room was safe and stable, it lacked a kind of life and death coercion.

At least one thing Yin Qianyin said was correct, that is, it is difficult for a person who does not experience life and death to become a strong person. Mo Wuji persevered under this lightning strike in order to touch his own limit. As long as he has not reached the edge of life and death, he will not leave easily to rest.

Perseverance is sometimes more important than talent. Mo Wuji's success may have something to do with talent. But in Mo Wuji's heart, his perseverance was the most important thing.

Thirty-third thread, thirty-fourth thread...

Mo Wuji took the thirteenth bottle of medicine to open the pulse, and guided the four arcs of lightning that hit him into the thirty-sixth vein.

Boom! After the four lightning arcs completely broke through his thirty-sixth vein, Mo Wuji felt a burst of relief all over his body. Even though he was scorched black at this moment, and his body was full of cracks and wounds blasted by the lightning arc, but after the thirty-sixth vein was blasted, he felt a sense of sublimation.

This feeling is like the joy and refreshment he felt when he advanced from the third floor of Tuomai to the fourth floor of Tuomai, no, it was more pleasant and satisfying than advancing to the fourth floor of Tuomai.

Mo Wuji, who originally planned to take a nap after opening the thirty-sixth channel, changed his mind after the thirty-sixth channel was really opened up. At this moment, he felt extremely good, even better than before entering the Thunder Refining Room, he decided to use up all his pulse opening liquid before going out.

After swallowing the fourteenth bottle of medicine to open the pulse, Mo Wuji suddenly felt a little more uneasy, because after drinking this bottle of medicine to open the pulse, he didn't have the burning feeling like before. Apart from a slight throat burn, there was no other reaction.

Without any other reaction, he would not be able to trigger the thunder arc to temper the meridians, and finally get through the meridians.

Several arcs of lightning fell, and Mo Wuji could only let the arcs of lightning hit him. Apart from physical trauma, he had nothing to gain.

A bad feeling welled up in his heart, and Mo Wuji drank five bottles of pulse-opening medicine one after another. There is no difference from the previous bottle, except that the throat is slightly hot, and the meridians no longer respond.

The lightning arc continued to fall, and Mo Wuji forced the Immortal Mortal Art to guide the lightning arc to forcibly bombard one of the possible veins.

Pfft! Lei Yuan had just been guided down, when Mo Wuji opened his mouth and a blood arrow shot out, and then he was paralyzed and twitched continuously.

The lightning arc was about to fall again, and Mo Wuji struggled to get out of the place where the lightning arc struck in the middle of the room.

The pain like a needle piercing the bone marrow struck again, and Mo Wuji spit out a few mouthfuls of blood again. Fortunately, he had climbed out of the center of the thunder arc bombardment at this time, otherwise he would not be able to climb out in his life.

The pain and damage caused by forcibly guiding the lightning arc to bombard the meridians of the body made Mo Wuji unable to stand up at all. He lay on the ground and couldn't move at all. Even though the lightning arcs were still falling and his spirit stones were still being consumed, he didn't have the slightest ability to pull down the handle that stopped the tempering.

After lying on the ground for more than an hour, Mo Wuji regained some strength. He crawled to the side and took out the healing pills from the package, and swallowed several pills one after another.

After swallowing the healing elixir and resting for more than half an hour, Mo Wuji reluctantly stood up. He staggered to the door, pulled down the handle that stopped tempering, and then slumped on the ground.

Wasting spirit stones was secondary, what he was thinking about now was why his pulse opening medicinal liquid lost its effect. Could it be that he was born with only thirty-six veins?

He has long known that only a true genius can open up ninety-nine spiritual channels. Although Mo Wuji doesn't know the difference between a spiritual channel and a meridian, he also knows the difference between opening up thirty-six meridians and opening up thirty-six spiritual channels. It is estimated that there is not much difference. In the realm of comprehension, as long as one has spiritual roots and can cultivate, opening up thirty-six spiritual channels seems to be considered an ordinary aptitude that can no longer be ordinary.

Almost as long as you are a cultivator, you can open up at least thirty-six spiritual channels.

Mo Wuji felt a strong sense of unwillingness. If he really only had the potential of thirty-six veins, then he probably wouldn't even be able to cultivate in the later stage of Tiaomai, let alone pursue a higher realm.

After an unknown amount of time, an alarm sounded from the Lei Lian room. This meant that Mo Wuji hadn't started training in the Thunder Training Room for a long time. If he didn't practice anymore, he would have to leave the Thunder Training Room.

It was only at this time that Mo Wuji suddenly woke up from the extreme loss. He shuddered, and even felt a little more afraid in his heart. When he was unable to practice, he was not disappointed or sad, but tried hard to find a way to practice.

Now he can practice, and even a monk who is already at the fourth level of extension veins will be hit by only opening up thirty-six veins. This is not his character, he once said, so what if he is Van Gen? He will not give up either, not to mention that he is still a mortal root who can cultivate now.

It is necessary to find a new way to open up the veins. If it doesn't work, just follow the original plan, just like Yuan Zhenyi, and choose to practice martial arts.

Thinking of this, Mo Wuji immediately lifted his spirits, and his confidence returned to himself once again.

How is Van Root? What about the thirty-six veins? I just don't give up, never give up.

Even if he really grows old in the end, that's okay, he can survive here, he has earned it in the first place. That being the case, what else did he have to worry about, what else did he have to worry about?

Mo Wuji regained his composure, got up and put on his broken coat, picked up his package, and opened the stone door of the Thunder Refining Room.

There were actually seven or eight people standing outside Lei Lian's room, among them a man and a woman surrounded by the crowd. Mo Wuji knew that man, he was the handsome young man who gave the boy three spirit stones before. The pretty woman was always by his side.

The people outside Lei Lian's room were stunned by Mo Wuji's appearance. Mo Wuji's body was scorched black, his hair seemed to be on fire, and there was even a little smoke coming out of his body. The blood on the corners of the mouth and chest was mixed with the black ash struck by lightning, as if crawling out of a pile of dead people.

The only thing that didn't match his whole body was his eyes. His eyes were calm and unwavering, as if the whole world had exploded. He also had this calm look.

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