Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

There are five thunder tribulations that Jindan monks have to go through.One is more dazzling than one, and one is stronger than one.

When the second thunder strike struck, the entire inn was smashed into ruins by the powerful force of the thunder.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, Feng Qiyin sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, lightning flashed around his body, and his handsome face was solemn.

The remaining electricity from the second lightning calamity slammed into his body, smashing the dark wounds accumulated in his body over the years one by one, and when Feng Qiyin digested the power of thunder, the calamity cloud floating in the sky There was a muffled sound, and the third thunder fell, and the purple-white thunder light enveloped him, splitting off the gray ribbon on his hair, and the electricity flowed into his body, removing all the impurities hidden in the gaps in the bones .

Feng Qiyin only felt his body lighten, and spiritual power flowed through the place washed by the power of thunder and lightning, bringing bursts of refreshment and refreshment.

The fourth thunder fell, and the majestic thunder and lightning swept across the ground like a gust of wind. Everything it touched was turned into powder and dissipated with the wind. Humans and animals in a radius of a hundred miles disappeared. No one can survive under such a mighty sky. Can maintain composure.

Although he has made enough preparations, Feng Qiyin is the first time to experience a catastrophe after all. With his current strength, he can roughly perceive the power of the thunder catastrophe before it falls. Uneasy.

He wanted to take out the defensive magic weapon that he had prepared before from the Qiankun bag, but just as his thoughts moved, he suddenly remembered what Senior Brother Pei Yu said before he went down the mountain. He said that if there is still energy left, it is best not to resist the thunder disaster.But now that he has gone through calamities, not only has his body not been damaged, but his strength has improved a lot.

Thinking of this, he remained motionless, allowing the mighty thunder to fall on him.

When the powerful lightning force pierced his body, every inch of his flesh spasmed involuntarily. The electricity drilled into his skin and penetrated into his flesh and blood. While removing impurities, it also made his body stronger and stronger.

Feng Qiyin's vertical lines between his eyebrows gradually loosened, and the spiritual power in his body circulated back and forth, endlessly.Every cloud of spiritual power turned into mist, and then gathered into water droplets, which infiltrated into the spiritual veins of the whole body, circulating through every bone and flesh in the body, and every time he circulated, he could clearly feel that his power had improved a bit.

The effect of the power of thunder to temper the body is really extraordinary.

Feng Qieyin sat cross-legged quietly, and seized the time to absorb the pure spiritual power that surged from the sky and the earth after a thunder disaster. Round beads with brilliant golden brilliance.

The last thunder.He thought to himself, when the last thunderstorm passed, his Golden Core realm would be completely stabilized.

However, as soon as this thought passed, he was suddenly startled.Pei Yu was a rare genius in the Sword Sect, but even he had a narrow escape from death during the Golden Core Tribulation. Even his real name, Lingjian Jingxie, was split into two cracks, and he almost fell.This thunder calamity is both a chance and a punishment from God, even the golden core cultivator who died under the punishment of the sky is not without it, how could it be his turn to go through the calamity so smoothly?

Moreover, although the thunder that struck him just now was powerful, it was far inferior to the intensity he had felt before.Was it his perception that was wrong, or... was there something that took away the power of thunder before him?

Could it be the evil thing under the ground?What kind of evil could make Lei Jie dedicate most of his strength to deal with it?And such a powerful evil thing is not something that demon cultivator named Fu Bo can afford.What exactly is it……

Before he could sort out his thoughts, the Jieyun above let out an earth-shattering roar, and a purple-red electric light gradually formed in the center of the Jieyun, like a ferocious ancient beast, leaning out from the center of the dark cloud, with gushing Anger swooped down, and the overwhelming pressure even made the whole earth tremble slightly.

Such a powerful force is almost equivalent to a blow from a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, and it is definitely not something he can contend with now!

Feng Qieyin observed intently, and at the same time allocated a part of his spiritual power into the Qiankun bag, ensuring that he would use a magic weapon to resist the moment the thunder fell.

Unsurprisingly, this extremely powerful thunderbolt was split off by another force before it fell on him, and when it hit him, only one-third of it was left, the strength was just right for him to temper his body and not Will be injured by the force of thunder.

Almost at the moment when the thunder fell on him, his scattered consciousness penetrated into the ground, and he wanted to see what kind of evil thing "helped" him so much!

However, the next moment, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

In the underground stone room, a black-haired man in black clothes slightly lowered his head, standing upright.His body was completely enveloped by a cloud of purple-white lightning, and there were a few traces of red in that lightning, which melted into his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.However, there was no pain on his face, and his upright body didn't even tremble a little.

Under the dazzling thunder light, those picturesque eyebrows are not only not half blurred, on the contrary, they appear more and more deep and beautiful.After completely absorbing the thunder light into his body, he finally opened his eyes. When the thick black eyelashes slowly lifted up, it seemed that a piece of fluff fell lightly on Feng Qiyin's heart, stirring his heart. The itching was unbearable, but I couldn't bear to blow it off.

He also finally saw his eyes clearly, they were not black as expected, but a beautiful blue-purple like the sky, in which even a series of characters with unknown meanings flashed past, so fast that it seemed like an illusion.

But Feng Qiyin knew that it was definitely not an illusion.Although he is a disciple of the Sword Sect, he is nominally the direct disciple of Master Feng Chun, the head of the Sword Sect.But in fact, he did not practice any exercises taught by Master Fengchun.What he has practiced has always been the method obtained from the bloodline inheritance, a road that leads directly to the period of crossing the catastrophe and even the avenue of ascension to the sky!

Because of this unique skill, he was able to cultivate to the golden core in just 16 years, and he was able to see many things that ordinary monks might not be able to see even if they practiced to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Because of this, he was sure that he had read absolutely right just now.But what the hell is going on?Do ordinary people have such eyes?

At this moment, many images flashed through his mind, including the first reunion with Ji Heng 16 years ago; the time when they fled all the way and were rescued by Mr. Dong and lived together on the mountain; There is the memory of Ji Heng falling off the Qianjin Peak to save him; and how they reunited a few days ago...

All doubts suddenly surfaced at this moment.The Ji Heng he met at the age of 15 has not changed in the slightest from the Ji Heng he met at the age of 20. 16 years ago, Ji Heng was obviously still a mortal, but he was able to control things that even Pei Song, who was already half-step foundation building at that time, could not control. Yunzhou, and the fully erupted Qianjin Peak is a place that even Jindan stage monks dare not set foot in easily, but when Jiu Heng fell off the Qianjin Peak, he was able to come out intact 16 years later, even at the peak of Foundation Establishment !

But now, Ji Heng was able to intercept most of the power of the thunder in the thunder calamity, which was not something a monk at the peak of foundation establishment could do.Who is Ji Heng?

As long as he thought that Ji Heng might not be what he saw, his heart would ache.

The thunder calamity had passed, and the calamity cloud gradually dissipated, revealing a slightly white sky.

Feng Qieyin took a deep breath, and pressed his left hand on his chest.There is also a section of hair that he cut off from Ji Heng and himself that day on his own initiative.He lowered his eyes in some disappointment, and suddenly saw the gray hair tie falling on the ground.

This hairband was grabbed by Ji Heng from his clothes when he fell off the Qianjin Peak 16 years ago.At that time, he thought that Ji Heng was dead, and he had nothing to rely on for his friendship, so he could only wear this rag torn from Ji Heng's clothes all day long, thinking that he had finally retained the evidence of Ji Heng's existence .Even if he knew that Ji Heng was still alive, even if he reunited with Ji Heng, he would not bear to throw it away.But now, is it still meaningful to keep this hair tie?

"Why are you still sitting here?" A very familiar voice suddenly sounded from beside him, and Feng, who was in a low mood, groaned for a moment and looked up.

I saw Ji Heng standing next to him at some point, he lowered his head and looked at him puzzled.

Feng Qi said: "It's okay, I'm just... tired." After guessing and guessing, he just couldn't guess what Ji Heng was thinking.

tired?Feng Qiyin was tired, but Ji Heng thought that the other party was tired from crossing the catastrophe, so he said: "Can I still go? I will carry you on my back!"

"Carry me?" Feng Qieyin raised his head in surprise.The hairband was split off by the thunder, and now all his hair is loose, and the long, smooth hair hangs down to his shoulders, making the already dazzling appearance a bit feminine.At this time, he showed a surprised look, his eyes widened slightly, and instead of the usual sharpness, he showed a rare gentleness.

Even Ji Heng has rarely seen this look. With a slight movement of his eyes, he recorded this scene as a video and stored it, then squatted down with his back facing the wind, lowered the volume by one notch, and said softly: "Come on !" This was the longest and strangest mission that Ji Heng had ever undertaken. Apart from increasing the frequency of contact with the targets related to the mission, he had no other way to find out the virus.

A Bao: [I think it's a very easy task!You can travel without restrictions and you can flirt with men. 】

Ji Heng: [You just said teasing a man, what do you mean. 】

A Bao: [It was a popular word in the Middle Ages, but it was deleted when the Federation revised the vocabulary dictionary later.In short, it is similar to improving contact, especially physical contact. 】

Ji Heng: [Is it accurate? 】

A Bao: [Exactly. 】Maybe……

This room Ji Heng and A Bao are communicating wirelessly, while Feng Qiyin looked at the back squatting in front of him in front of him, but remembered that 16 years ago, he was lying on Ji Heng's back and was taken away by him scenario.

In fact, he didn't suffer any damage during this tribulation, on the contrary, he improved a lot.He was so energetic that he could fly with the sword for three days and three nights immediately, but seeing Ji Heng who was crouching down in front of him, he hesitated for a while, and finally stood up and leaned over.

"Are you ready? I stood up?" Ji Heng asked politely.

The wind responded with a groan.Afterwards, Ji Heng stood up steadily.No matter how far he walks, there is no bump on his back, exactly the same as it was 16 years ago.

In the end...it's still Ji Heng!