The Legend of Heaven

Chapter 133 Refining Thunder

Yang Zongqi reached out and caught Gan's steady hug in his arms. The thunder power on Gan Ping's body reached him. Yang Zongqi frowned slightly, but did not say anything. Although the power of Wen Leichi is domineering, it has all invaded Gan Ping's body. It's just that the power is too strong, and then there is a trace of thunder, which has weakened thousands of times than the original. In terms of Yang Zongqi's physical strength, it is like itching.

Holding Gan Ping firmly, Yang Zongqi lowered his head slightly and replied in a low voice, "It's not a big deal recently. It's just that the carefree elder said that he wanted to sacrifice a treasure a few days ago, but he couldn't figure it out. He came to ask you to use Nanming Lihuo to refine the prohibition. Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, you didn't come back, so he left. It is said that it will come back in half a month, and there are still nine days to calculate. Mo Congfeng looked at Yang Zongqi with admiration. Although his cultivation was not high, he was extremely calm, and he was generally appreciated by Mo Congfeng.

"Well, you take him down to settle down. I have to go out again, and I will turn around in a few days. If he wakes up, ask him to go to my quiet room to study the method of refining!" With that, Mo Yufeng turned into a sword and went to the sky. He was about to go to the boundless son to explain that it was more important to ask for some drugs for Guben Peiyuan to treat the injury. Do you think I don't know if you two old guys are watching a play in Mea Cuifeng? Since you know it, I don't have to worry about not being able to speak. Today, I have to ask you, the old fox, to spit out something. Mo Minfeng flew to the Mingyun Peak with this idea in his heart.

Yang Zongqi was shocked by Mo Lianfeng's words and asked this boy to go to Mo Lianfeng's quiet room to practice. Could it be that he is Mo's first newly accepted disciple? The fact that Mo Congfeng and Imbo accepted an apprentice together has not spread in the sect, and most of them still don't know about it. Yang Zongqi took a closer look at Gan Ping and was surprised to find that this boy was actually a disciple of Ming Yunfeng at the end of the year.

I was extremely impressed by Gan Ping and Yang Zongqi. I heard that this son was accepted as a true disciple of the manor by the first boundless elder of Ming Yunfeng. At present, I am looking at the attitude of Mo. Could it be that this boy has been favored by the first seat of the two peaks at the same time and is under the seat together? Thinking of this, Yang Zongqi couldn't help showing envy in his eyes. This boundless son and Mo Lianfeng, one alchemy and the other are the two pillars of the Miaocheng Sect. If there is that blessing, one person's eyes are black-eyed, and he will ascend to the sky in one step, but this son actually has such a great blessing and practices the secret method of the two peaks. Achievements in the future will certainly not be small.

Yang Zongqi sighed for a while. Then he remembered Mo Shufeng's order, but he couldn't believe others. He walked to the back mountain with Gan Ping, who was upright.

At this time, Gan Ping is still desperately resisting the invasion of the thunder force. This Wenlei pool has been created by heaven and earth. The water in the pool contains the power of thunder, which refines the body of the practitioners and is domineering. If it is the cultivation of the golden elixir period, it will definitely turn into flying ash. This golden elixir realm is a big barrier for monks. If Gan Ping's current state of condensation is the first glimpse of the doorway, then the monks of the Jindan period are slightly smaller. Jindan, Jindan, gather your life to become an elixir. It is to condense the true mana into one body, regardless of you and me. Before Jindan, although there was also a strong power, the mana was scattered but not gathered, and it was strong for a long time. Only by taking that step, condensing the Zhenyuan mana of the whole body into one, refining the body with the help of the power of heavenly disaster, and washing the impurities and dirt of Zhenyuan in the body, can we truly step on the door of eternal life.

So this is only a monk in the realm. Even if he is not focusing on refining the body, his body is extremely solid and powerful. With the power of his body, he can pull up more than a thousand feet of peaks. With a wave, he can smash a lake of more than a hundred miles. At this time, the monk has entered the secular world. The fairy realm of wind and rain in my eyes.

So although the Wenlei pool water is strong and domineering, it is difficult to hurt the Jindan monk. Gan Ping practiced the dragon forging secret method, Binghuo Rongyuan forging Zhenjue. The strength of his muscles and bones is no less than that of the body practitioners in the liquidization period. After the quenching of the real fire of the sun, it is no longer under the authentic Jindan monks. Now although the Wenlei pool water is strong, it is difficult to hurt him at all.

It's just that the power of thunder into the body is too huge. If the Jindan monk is changed, the powerful mana and the understanding of the law of heaven and earth, transforming the power of thunder for himself is just a matter of time, but Gan Ping's cultivation is too low, so he has to rely on the water mill to refine and absorb the thunder little by little. The power of Ting. Gan Ping has put all his mind on the changes in his body and knows nothing about external things, so he has no reaction to let Mo Minfeng and Yang Zongqi carry it around.

Although the trace of thunder is domineering and violent, it is not as good as the pain of the sun's real fire burning the internal organs. With the help of Binghuo Yuan Gang, who has returned to the body, Gan Ping has refined more than half of the power of thunder, much earlier than the estimated time of Mo Zhenfeng and Wuyin. Gan Ping's soul is restrained, wrapped in a ball in his body, controlling the power of thunder and wandering around. This thunder force is still too huge for Gan Ping. Even if he has refined his internal organs, there are still a lot left.

Looking at the power of thunder floating in his body, Gan Ping couldn't help but feel a little worried. After the quenching of the power of thunder, he also found some of the mysteries of the warm thunder pool water. The Wenlei pool in this mixed-yuan cave is the intersection of the twelve spiritual veins of the earth. I don't know why it is contaminated with the power of the nine-day thunder, which changes. This pool of thunderwater is generated. Compared with the nine-day thunder that destroys all things, the thunder power of this warm thunder pool is undoubtedly much milder, so it can also be borrowed by monks. Refined the body.

If it is the powerful and domineering nine-day thunder, even the master of the Mahayana realm dare not be contaminated at will. This nine-day thunder is the representative of the majesty of heaven, and there is no blasphemy. The monks walk against the sky, and every time they pass a level, it will cause a natural disaster. Among them, the most dangerous one is the various thunders that fell from the nine-day thunder. There are 3,300 Leifa Avenue, which corresponds to 3,300 kinds of divine thunder. Each kind of divine thunder has its own uniqueness.

Since this Wenlei pool water is transformed by the power of nine-day thunder, it does not have the pure power of thunder itself, just like the flame transformed by Ganping's seven methods of controlling fire and induced veins, it is transformed by aura. If the delay is too long, it will turn into aura and dissipate between heaven and earth. If you change the character of the branch or the boundless, you will definitely try to seal these thunder powers, but unfortunately, Gan Ping can't do it. Feeling the faintly saturated thunder on his body and inside, Gan Ping knew that he was not suitable to practice any more.

Youyou opened his eyes, and what was reflected in his eyes was a huge square tripod. There was a trace of flame spewing out under the giant tripod. Gan Ping couldn't help frowning slightly. Compared with the fire in the fire in the center of Mingyunfeng, the flame was obviously more violent, and the trace of fire poison overflowed. Gan Ping thought for a moment. This is probably the Wei Yufeng Tiangong Hall of Master Mo Shufeng. In the sect, there is only this place and the earth fire hall. Unfortunately, the ground fire here does not have the puppet seven-legged phosphorus poisonous python to absorb and suppress fire poison, so this flame refiner is OK, but with the help of its cultivation or alchemy, it needs to be greatly discounted. Deducted.

Spirit fires such as the heart of the earth are many times more powerful than that of ordinary fire, but they also contain extremely powerful fire poison. The heart of the earth fire in the fire hall is suppressed by the puppet beast refined by the seven-legged phosphorus poison python, so that the fierce flame can be restrained and used by people. However, the ground fire in the Tiangong Hall in front of him is obviously unprocessed and extremely violent. Even if it is cultivated with its strength, it will be poisoned into the body. Later, the fire poison in the body will be expelled, and the result will be doubled. Obviously, the gains outweigh the losses.

He squinted and looked at the beating flames, and a thunderbolt jumped in Gan Ping's palm, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, Gan Ping opened his mouth, and the magic dragon spewed out of his mouth, rushed straight at the flame, went straight to the ground, and chased the fierce and poisonous spirit of the fire.

Then Gan Ping threw the thunder into the air, and his fingertips cut out a small ball the size of his nails. In an instant, the Binghuo Yuan Gang flew out of the flame and shook his head and came to Gan Ping with several spirits of the fire. Now that he has come to the Tiangong Hall, he is ashamed of the name of the first disciple of Wei Yufeng. Gan Ping is just going to refine the Yuntian demon fire Xuanlei!