Chapter 21 Thunder Array, Looking for Thunder If You have Nothing to Do

In the courtyard behind the Tsinghua View, the three Zen incenses ignited the light smoke, and the smoke was close to the sand. The light of the rising sun shone through the window, and it flashed with a little golden light, which looked solemn and solemn.

Zhao Er was in it, unconsciously put away his smile, and quietly watched Xuanyin Daochang hold out two divine cards and respectfully put them on the divine platform.

Xuan Yin Taoist priest said solemnly, "Come on, this is the generation and second generation of our Shangqingguan. After you have worshipped the ancestors, I am the third generation, and you are the fourth generation."

"Yes." Zhao Erqiang pressed his heart and was excited. He peeked at it and saw the golden characters on the red background of the divine platform. The one engraved on the upper divine plaque is the word 'white' written by the big seal font, and the lower side is the word 'ran' written by the small seal.

Zhao Er thought to his heart, "It turns out that the ancestor's surname is Bai and the other is Ran." But he did not dare to neglect it. He knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times to the divine card, and respectfully saluted six red incense on the triangular golden furnace under the desk.

Li Cheng, and then he was ordered by Xuan Yin Dao to get up.

This is Zhao Er's worship ceremony. There are no firecrackers, no sparks, and even a spectator. Simple and direct, but it makes Zhao Er feel infinitely happy.

After turning his head and seeing the Taoist priest Xuanyin, Zhao Er then followed his words and asked, "Master, do we have other uncles and brothers in Qingguan? Why don't we all call them out and let me worship them one by one?"

Xuan Yin Daochang shook his head: "Our Shangqingguan's vein has always been a single pass. Just care about your own cultivation, and there are no other brothers."

"Oh!" Zhao E was a little disappointed. There was only one master and one apprentice. It's not like there are many people. It's not good to grab the treasures of heaven and earth. On second thought, it seems that it's not good for no one else to compete with him and fight in the dark.

Master Xuanyin seemed to see Zhao Er's thoughts, and his face seemed to be smiling. He said, "As a teacher, he was injured lightly this time. I'm afraid he will be closed for a few days. While I have free time today, I will teach you the five thunder seals first. If you are proficient in practice, you can also have a way to save your life.

Zhao Er first expressed some concern for the body of Master Xuanyin, and then said happily, "Thank you, master."

Taoist priest Xuan Yin said again, "Give me the Bodhi branch first."

Zhao Er hurriedly untied the Taishan kit around his waist and handed it over.

"This kit is called Mount Tai. It is a storage magic weapon. You have collected it." Xuanyin Taoist priest pulled out Bodhi, but returned the kit to Zhao Er and said, "You must still be wondering why the master wants you to swallow this Bodhi, and why you do this dark room behavior for the master."

Zhao Er's face was so embarrassed that he didn't even dare. Seeing that the Taoist priest Xuan Yin only waved his hand and didn't care, he was relieved.

I also heard Xuan Yin Taoist priest say, "I don't hide it from you. I have a rough sense of the number of the ancestors. Look at your life palace. When I do an earth-shaking undertaking in this mixed world, it can make me happy. And because the magic in our view comes from the wood of the five elements, this bodhi adheres to the vitality of the eastern Yimu, which is held by people, and the magic of practicing wood has the magic effect of doing half the time. Therefore, I have a conscience with you. Do you understand the painstaking efforts of a teacher?

"Disciples understand." Zhao Er's thoughts rolled around in his heart and shouted in his mind: I was really extraordinary by birth! Even if it is not the reincarnation of the Buddha, it can be a great cause! The ordinaryness of the first seventeen years is to be amazing at this moment!

Ren Xuan introduced the Taoist priest's magic power Tong Xuan, and he could not know Zhao Er's complacency. Looking at Zhao Er's excited appearance, he nodded with satisfaction and said seriously, "Since you worshipped under my door, you should have practiced the five thunder seals first, and came to Yimu Shenlei-Zifu Shenlei-Shangqing Zifu. Shenlei and Shangqing Xuanjue. However, the teacher suffered a lot of damage this time, and I don't know how long it will take to recover. There are many crises outside, and you have no way to protect yourself, so you have to take a trick and give you a quick method.

Zhao Er scratched his head and asked, "Master, how fast can it be?"

"In an instant!"

It's really fast! Isn't it said that the magic door is popular? I don't know whether the power is big or not, but the danger is not small. Zhao Er was secretly shocked and asked him carefully, "Master, what kind of quick method is it? Is it dangerous?"

Xuanyin Taoist priest said, "This set of methods is called 'Inspiration with the Seal Method', which is to intercept a memory of being hit by the thunderbolt of the god Shangqing in my mind, and then play it back in your mind. If you have suffered this thunderbolt, you can summon Tianlei five times a day."

"That's all!" Zhao Er breathed a sigh of relief.

Taoist priest Xuan Yin saw that he didn't care and smiled and said, "Don't underestimate my memory. Although there is no ordinary little demon like the authentic Zifu Shenlei, it is called the power of soul flying, but it also has 2%. And it doesn't directly affect your body, but directly affects your soul. If you are not careful, you don't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

"Ah!" Zhao Er was shocked and thought that since it was so dangerous, you dare to ask me to try it. It must be sure. Otherwise, I will really try it to death. I'm not afraid that my eldest brother will trouble you! With peace of mind, he said with a hippie smile, "Master, you must have a way to solve these dangers, right?"

Taoist priest Xuan Yin also smiled, but he was injured and no longer had the intention to delay. He said bluntly, "I didn't have it, but now I have this bodhi branch, which belongs to wood, and the wood has thunder. You can practice it with your heart. It can be used to resist the power of thunder.

Zhao E was overjoyed and was about to thank him. The Taoist priest waved his hand and said impatiently, "The power of the five thunder seals is a little, but it can't compare with the purple house god thunderbolt. The Xuanguang of Shangqing is exquisite and powerful. But after all, it doesn't get rid of the law. It's a small way, and it can't achieve the right result. If you want to live a long life, heaven and earth live together, and you are still in yin and yang! When I pass on the five thunder seals to the teacher, you will go down the mountain and find the woman born from the yin qi of heaven and earth. When the master comes out of the lockdown and you are going up the mountain, I will pass on your 'Yin and Yang Ruyi Counselor'. You two will practice together and study together.

After Xuan Yin finished speaking, he closed his eyes and was ready to draw his own memory imprint.

Hearing this, Zhao Er recalled what Sister Hua Nongying said before, which was exactly the same. If you know that you want to live immortality, I'm afraid that there is only one way to combine yin and yang. The distressing thing is that neither of them can tell that the woman born from the gloomy spirit of heaven and earth is there.

You should know. China alone has a population of 1.3 billion, half of which are men and more than 800 million women. The scope is shrinking, deducting the elderly women over the age of 60 and the young girls under the age of 10, and more than 400 million!

400 million people together can flatten the Pacific Ocean. How can I find it?

Zhao Er was so depressed and a little lucky. Fortunately, Sister Hua gave 'Yin Lingzhu', which could sense the Taiyin Yuannu, otherwise he didn't know where to start.

Shake his head and put aside all these thoughts. Zhao Er took over the bodhi branch and practiced it with his heart. Fortunately, the branches of Bodhi do not produce wisdom, nor have they been refined into magic weapons to place ideas in them and form things such as utensils, so it is easy to be refined by Zhao Er with ideas.

As soon as the refining was successful, Zhao Er felt a thick and almost substantial oriental Yimu vitality rushing into his body and swimming around in the internal organs, muscles and bones. The vitality contained in it cured all the hidden wounds he had suffered in the previous 17 years.

Only then did Zhao Er know that this bodhi branch is really a rare healing magic weapon. No wonder the master is hiding with his heart.

Things are good things, but can I stand it? Zhao Er looked at the bodhi branch and asked himself, now it is just a preliminary refining. Other qi practitioners or monsters can use it as long as they are grabbed, without any restrictions. At that time, he was probably killed by treasure robbers, which was too dangerous.

It's better to leave it to the master to show filial piety. Second, help the master heal the injury as soon as possible, and I also have many backers. Third, the master is his own apprentice, and the Bodhi branch will not fall into his own hands in the end.

Thinking of this idea of counting birds, Zhao Er was quite proud.

At this time, Taoist priest Xuanyin has also peeled off the fragments about Zifu Shenlei from his memory, forming a crystal clear, pure white diamond-like idea crystallization. He opened his eyes and saw Zhao Er looking at himself and asked, "Are you ready?"

"I'm ready, master." Zhao Er said without hesitation.

"Then I'm going to cast a spell." Xuan Yindao nodded and asked Zhao Er to close his eyes, sit cross-legged, and concentrate.

Zhao Er did it according to his words. For a moment, he heard the Taoist priest Xuan Yin say, "I'll release the purple thunder later. Remember, don't be afraid. It's better to hide than to welcome."

"Yes!" Zhao Er shouted loudly and closed his eyes and still felt that the master raised his hand to the top of his head. Inexplicably nervous, a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead when he guessed what would happen next.

Although I knew that I had been waiting for a long time, nothing happened. Zhao Er was a little strange. Why didn't the master cast spells? After a moment of hesitation, he was about to ask, and there was an inexplicable pain in his forehead, as if something had got in. Then I heard a loud noise in my ear, and I saw the rain falling from the sky, hitting the ground, and the collision kept crackling.

In this downpour, Zhao Er found that he was under the eaves of a Taoist temple, next to the irregular Qingshi Street. People kept running to the Taoist temple to avoid the rain, but they were all wearing big sleeves and their hair wrapped in sweat towels, dressed as ancients, full of more than a dozen people.

Most of them are six-foot strong men, carrying hoes and stone sickle, as if they are going to go to the ground. There is also a scholar and several old men, old Mrs.

Zhao Er was dressed in a white T-shirt and wrinkled leather jeans. He was in a group of ancient costumes and traveled to ancient times in a trance. It's just that the ancients didn't seem to see Zhao E in strange clothes. He threw away the traces of water. A man with a hoe said, "It's raining well. It rained as soon as it was sowed. Don't soak the seedlings."

Another anti-niu pear retort said, "No, Mr. Li, the child's teacher, said that when the spring thunder strikes, the rice will be ten thousand taels. You see, it's thundering again, and the harvest must be good."

A muffled sound rolled from the sky, and then a super-sized lightning splashed down, rumbling, and the sky and the earth seemed to tremble. Many people who sheltered from the rain under the eaves of the Taoist temple showed fear, including those strong land rangers, who trembled in front of Tianwei.

Zhao Er stretched out his hand and waved it in front of them, as if Zhao Er was a transparent person, and no one moved. Zhao Er thought, why can't they see me? Is this the memory of the master being struck by lightning? It really came out. There was no me, so they couldn't see it?

But no one here is similar to the master?

Just as Zhao Er was puzzled, the man carrying the hoe suddenly looked at the closed mahogany gate of the Taoist temple and whispered, "Do you know? There is a fairy in this view who specializes in practicing the method under thunder and lightning in the rain."

"How can this be? You won't die after being thundered!" With the stone sickle, the big men carrying the wooden pears didn't believe it, and the scholar-like man shouted, "The demon words confuse the crowd."

"I saw it with my own eyes." The big man carrying the hoe saw that everyone didn't believe it. He blushed, pointed to the door and said excitedly, "If you don't believe it, look, the fairy has grown out."

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the Taoist gate. Even Zhao E, a modern man, was no exception. The mahogany gate was pushed open in a creaking sound. A young Taoist priest came out, wearing a tight short coat and gray cloth shoes. He quickly passed through the crowd. He walked to the old banyan tree outside the courtyard wall for many years and ran in the rain. Stepping against the trunk of the tree, he shuttled a few times and climbed to the top of the old banyan tree of no more than 100 meters, overlooking the people below.

The scholar exclaimed, "This man doesn't want to die. He climbs so high on such a rainy day. He must be killed by lightning." He reads poems and books, believes in what the saint said, and his son is full of strange power, so he looks at the Taoist as if he is looking for death.

The man who carried the hoe and the stone sickle looked in awe and did not agree with the words of the scholar. There was even an old lady who knelt down in fear and said, "Shangqing Gaosheng Tai Shangyuchen Avenue, bless my daughter-in-law to have a baby boy this time..."

Zhao Er also looked at it strangely and saw the Taoist priest wag to him with a smile after sitting on the crown of the tree.

Wh! Zhao Er suddenly found that this Taoist priest was actually his own master. It's just that it looks much younger. This should be the experience of the master being struck by lightning. I can see it so clearly, just like watching a 3D movie, with an immersive feeling.

Seeing that the young master was calling himself over, Zhao Er was stunned for a moment and still floated over. Yes, it was floating! Zhao Er felt that he should be in a state of fleshless soul now. After floating to the top of the tree, he sat cross-legged naturally.

The young master smiled and pointed to Zhao Emei, conveying the knowledge of Wulei Fayin.

Zhao Er absorbed and stored it like a computer. Only then did he know that the five thunder seals were not the names of a thunderbolt, but the collective names of the five thunder spell seals.

The first is from the palm of the hand, which is the most convenient to use.

The second is from the fingertips, the most powerful thunderbolt.

The third is from the back of the head, invisible, used to sneak attack the best ghost thunder.

The fourth is from the eyes, the most defenseless magic eye thunder, and it is also the most difficult to cultivate. The fifth is the innate Yimu thunder ball condensed between the five fingers. At this time, you can advance and practice the Yimu thunder.

I looked at it roughly. Although there are still many things I don't understand, I already know what to do. Zhao Er took a look at the young master beside him and said, "I'm going to show it." After saying that, he pinched the 'Call Thunder Finger Tips', and his index finger in his hands were straight and upright. His ring finger was bent up and down, crossed his tail finger, and stood up to the sky. He said, "It's as urgent as a law, thunder!"

With Zhao Er's behavior, the wind suddenly roared, and the rain was heavier, hitting the old banyan tree, whirling. There seemed to be something gathering above his head. Zhao Er looked up and saw a black cloud almost covering the sky flying to the top of his head. Countless lightning flashed, dragons and snakes jumped, and finally turned into Z-shaped spring thunder, which was split on the head!

Before the thunder arrives, the sound will sound first!

Boom! A sound like the sound of heaven and earth cracking directly shocked Zhao Er's ears. Just a moment, the spring thunder with infinite power had hit Zhao E and the young master.

Zhao Er smelled the burning smell of meat on his body, and he didn't know anything else. The second spring thunder followed, so that there was nowhere to hide!

Zhao Er was scared by the power of Chun Lei, and his soul flew away, but he couldn't get out of the range of dark clouds in the sky and forced him back to the top of the old banyan tree. Another spring thunder condensed, and a thunderbolt came down to Zhao Er.

"Mom, this is too powerful. Damn, I can't avoid it. If you don't fight, you will even die if you don't fight. Zhao Er's face changed in a scongation. This was really unavoidable and cruel. Roll up a congenital Yimu vitality from the body, shake and change. With the wood thunder, an invisible ghost thunder is born from the top of the forehead, soaring up to the sky, colliding with the spring thunder that goes straight down, booming! With a sound, it detonated the power of thunder in advance.

The result is that the naturally generated spring thunder is still powerful. After consuming most of the power, it is a thunderbolt. Zhao Er quickly floats away. There is no physical bondage, and the speed of the soul is extremely fast, and it is not too fast. However, the speed of thunder and lightning was not slow. It always chased Zhao Er less than two meters behind him, and Zhao Er could die in the blink of an eye.

Under the crisis, Zhao Er didn't think about it. His palm turned back, implicing the vitality of Yimu, which was full of bodhi branches in his body. It was exactly the law of shaking wood to make thunder. A purple electric palm thunder came out of his hand and collided with the spring thunder that caught up with him. It was blown up and offset by two. Only some remaining electricity rushed to Zhao E's soul. Above that, it is sneer and run around.

He was hit by the remaining electricity, and his whole body trembled. Like a polio patient, he couldn't control his body at all. Zhao Er couldn't help scolding his mother: "How did this bastard survive from such a lightning strike in those years? It's such a disaster for me!"

He scolded randomly and heard the shocking voice below shouting, "It's impossible. He was struck by lightning and should die!" What the sages in the book said must not be wrong, but this man was struck by lightning. How could he still be alive? The sons said that the strange power messed up the gods, which must be caused by the strange power. Sure enough, the sages can't be wrong.

Zhao Er peeked and saw that the man was a young Confucian who looked like a scholar. He rushed into the heavy rain and looked up at himself who was hit by the spring thunder but was safe. His eyes were full of disbelief, and then he was a little confused. After a crazy roar of talking to himself, he strengthened his belief. That is to say, the sage can't be wrong! Without looking at Zhao Er, his head would not leave in the pouring rain.

"It's strange, why does this scholar seem to see me now? I waved around in front of him just now and didn't respond. Zhao Er said strangely. At this time, the third spring thunder came down with a bang. Zhao Er had no time to think too much, imprinted his hands and shouted, "Thunder!"

The shocking thunder born at the fingertips was faster this time against the naturally occurring spring thunder, and the two collided with each other.

The power of Zhao Er's shaking thunder this time has increased. It was just shaking thunder and ghost thunder that offset the power of spring thunder. This time, only one shaking thunder was equivalent to the power of spring thunder, which offset each other, leaving only a loud noise, which shocked people.

Now it's not only the old men and old ladies, but also those young and strong farmers kneel to the ground in fear regardless of the rain on the ground. The mountain shouted: "The immortals are angry, the immortals are angry... Please protect my house safe, and the grain is abundant... The old daughter-in-law and give birth to a big fat boy..."

While avoiding the beating of Chunlei, Zhao Er looked at the crowd kowtowed to himself without laughing and crying, thinking, "Think of me as a fairy, really..."

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Last time I begged readers to let me crane the tail, and it's really the tail of the crane!

When I wrote this chapter, it was the ninth on the new book list. Thank you all!

The next step is to hit the eighth,

Of course, the premise is not to fall into the top ten as soon as I wake up tomorrow, haha.