The waste she became the first array mage

The ninth heavenly thunder finally began to brew, the thunder rolled, but still refused to fall.

The body-tempering Buddha light that Xuan Wu had cultivated finally appeared during the eighth thunder tribulation, illuminating her as if she were bathed in the sun, revealing a sacred glow.

On the other hand, Li Yiru's body was charred all over, and her clothes were torn in several places. Some parts of her face and body were stained with blood because they were struck by lightning and fell under the black skin. She looked messy and pitiful.

"Junior brother, your hands are clenched white. It's okay, just relax." Luo Hanchu called him, and Ji Shiyan let go of his hand. He should believe her, everything would be fine.

The last bolt of lightning finally fell, and after being hit, Li Yiru fell straight back.

Ji Shiyan took a step, but was stopped by Luo Hanchu. He was also enduring. He couldn't cause trouble. He had to let her get up by herself to build the foundation successfully.

Li Yirou did not lose consciousness and understood everything in her mind, but she felt as if her soul was out of her body and she could not control her body.

[Why do I have to endure so much? Who am I?] She asked in her heart, and her soul suddenly rose up, becoming as tall as those statues, able to overlook the entire Tianyan City.

The expressions of those statues suddenly began to change; some were crying, some were laughing, some were happy, some were sad, some were calm, some were angry; they opened their huge mouths, and dust fell as they opened their mouths, as if the world was shaking.

The statues spoke one after another, their voices seemed to be imprinted into Li Yirou's soul, [cause, effect, cycle.]

[Why do we have to talk about cause and effect? ​​Can you tell me what kind of cause I planted and what kind of result I will get?] She couldn't speak, but she conveyed her spiritual thoughts.

The statue responded again, but Li Yirou could not hear any sound. A huge force pulled her back to her body, and her eyes regained their spirit.

Li Yiru struggled hard and sat up again. She condensed the spiritual energy in her dantian, continuously fusing and compressing it, turning it into spiritual liquid. She built her foundation again!

A huge, pitch-black dragon head appeared in the sky and quickly disappeared. Then a pair of eyes appeared, one compassionate and the other bloodthirsty, like the eyes of a man and a beast put together, and they disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

Ji Shiyan took out the cloak and put it on her. Xuan Wu had already successfully established his foundation, and his cultivation had stabilized at this time, just in time to open his eyes.

"Did Master Luo see what happened just now?" Xuan Wu stood up and looked at the statues in the distance. They seemed to move at that time.

Luo Hanchu was curious, "What?" Xuan Wu shook her head, "Maybe I am trapped in an illusion." She took out a string of Buddhist beads and twirled them. Her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if the snow on a distant mountain was out of reach.

The people around were also talking about it. They thought that both of them were talented and had auspicious signs from heaven. However, the auspicious sign of the second one also contained a murderous aura. He must be someone who was not easy to mess with.

But these two people don't look alike, one is a gentle and introverted female cultivator, and the other is a handsome and indifferent Buddhist cultivator.

“Xuan Wu!” A woman emerged from the crowd of onlookers, “You have established your foundation! Have you seen Brother Luo? He said he would come here, but I didn’t see him.”

Xuan Wu was about to speak when Luo Hanchu quickly made a gesture to them to shut up and interrupted them.

Ji Shiyan cleaned the dust off Li Yirou and pulled her up. Li Yirou smiled at him, "I have established my foundation!"

But what about Luo Hanchu? He changed his face? She looked at Ji Shiyan, who nodded, "It's him. Congratulations!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the air was filled with joy.

"Sister Si Xu?" Li Yirou wrapped herself in a cloak and greeted the woman who came out next to Xuan Wu, but was very surprised.

"Yiro?" Si Xu was also stunned. When she came, she only saw Xuan Wu and a dark little monk. She didn't expect that after washing, it turned out to be Li Yirou!

"Sister Si Xu?" Ji Shiyan also spoke. Li Yirou was curious. He usually wouldn't interrupt, so why did he follow her in calling for help?

Then Si Xu was even more surprised, "Little Shiyan!"

"Si, donor." Xuanwu finally had the chance to greet him. Perhaps because these two words were difficult to pronounce together, Xuanwu paused in the middle.

This made Si Xu couldn't help but laugh a few times, "Little Xuanwu, it's so interesting every time you call me that!" She didn't seem to care about Xuanwu's Buddhist identity at all, and didn't show any respect to her as a Buddhist. She stretched out her hands and hugged her, half pressing on Xuanwu.

"Change your clothes first." Ji Shiyan reminded her and took out the clothes she wore when she went to the maze city. Li Yiru came out soon after changing.

"You all know each other..." Luo Hanchu waved the folding fan in his hand and said casually: "In this case, I will treat everyone to a meal."

Ji Shiyan shook his head and said seriously, "No need. I'll treat you. I'm richer."

Si Xu, however, started to fight for it, "I have more money, Xiao Shiyan, I don't need you."

Xuan Wu said calmly, "Money is something outside of one's body, but unfortunately I have a lot of it."

...Li Yirou knew that the rich they were talking about was not on the same level as the wealthy people like her.

After all, Ji Shiyan can refine weapons, and Si Xu dares to say that he is richer than him. As for another monk, he never lies.

Luo Hanchu and Li Yiru's eyes met in mid-air unconsciously, and they couldn't help but feel sympathy and mutual understanding.

The other three were still walking and fighting behind, while Li Yirou and Luo Hanchu were walking in front. “As a fortune teller, shouldn’t you make the most money?”

"We are very principled and we are not sure if we don't want to pay." Luo Hanchu sighed, "Many people are unwilling to admit their tragic fate and always refuse to pay."

Li Yirou suddenly thought of Ji Shiyan’s master. Even though the other person already had a child, he calculated that the other person was destined to have no children. He also stubbornly refused to return the money. Perhaps they were from the same lineage?

"What about you, Li Yirou, what do you rely on for a living?" Luo Hanchu asked curiously. Li Yirou thought for a moment and said, "Second-hand spiritual plants?"

"Well, it's also a pretty 'stable' income..." Luo Hanchu thought that she relied on collecting spiritual plants in the secret realm and teased her on purpose.

Li Yirou smiled slightly, "Yes, it's not as stable as fortune-telling."

Luo Hanchu was choked by her, and the three people behind him also decided that Ji Shiyan would pay this time.

Luo Hanchu in front of him turned around, his disguised face still looked genuinely happy, "Then let's go to the twelfth floor to eat spiritual food. The spiritual wine there is not bad either."

"Is the spiritual food the same as the food in our cafeteria?" Li Yirou asked curiously as Ji Shiyan walked back to her.

"It's a little different, more refined, and you can choose the parts that need to be supplemented."

Li Yirou has never had the time or opportunity to go to a restaurant, so this is a good opportunity for her to broaden her horizons.

"You, how have you been lately?" The two of them followed the three of them. Li Yirou finally had time to chat with him, but she couldn't say too much.

"It's okay. Everything is fine now that I see you." Ji Shiyan walked side by side with her, following her footsteps, their voices were very low.

But the cultivator's hearing was too good, and Si Xu's eyes instantly lit up with a little spark of gossip, and he looked at Luo Hanchu.