Chapter 69 Wind and Thunder Robbery
The road to immortal cultivation is many hardships. The heavy disasters on this road alone make you afraid. The magic disaster that Gan Ping passed before was just the lowest level of disaster. Generally, it came when the immortals stared at the realm. Gan Ping practiced the magic of transforming the soul, and the power of the soul far exceeded that of ordinary people, which led to the demon heart disaster that day in advance. When his cultivation has made some small achievements and enters the golden elixir, it will trigger the six-nine thunder and fire disasters that day. When the elixir becomes a baby, there are also the five elements of soul disasters. At present, what Mo Congfeng is experiencing is the wind and thunder disasters caused by breaking through Yuanying's practice of Yuanshen. Although these small disasters are not as terrible as the final immortal disaster, they are still careless. It will fall into the doomed place. Even if there is someone to protect it, it will regress. Only when you make sufficient preparations and a solid foundation can you survive safely.
This heavenly disaster is not only a disadvantage. The way of heaven is supreme. If someone takes advantage of a strong external force to improve his cultivation, and the foundation is unstable, it will be difficult to get through this small disaster. Therefore, those evil people are cautious about this heavenly disaster. But if you can carry it with your own strength, the benefits of cultivation are simply incompliable. After the demon heart disaster, the soul is abnormally stable, and there is no need to worry about the instability of the soul. The six-nine-day fire and thunder disaster is to attract the heavenly fire to consolidate the body and refine impurities. The longer it lasts, the more benefits it will be. The five elements of soul-breaking disaster is to attract the power of the five elements to impact the soul. If you can't support it, the soul will definitely dissipate, but on the contrary, the five elements in the soul are complete, which is of great benefit to experiencing the use of the power of heaven and earth.
At present, the wind and thunder disaster that Mo Lianfeng is about to pass is a disaster that refines his body again. Mo Lianfeng has stopped for 16 years and has accumulated a breakthrough for many years. The depth of this Zhenyuan is obviously much stronger than that of the monk who has just entered the realm of Yuanshen. The wind and thunder disaster of the Yuanshen monk is also known as the extraterritorial golden wind to destroy the thunder. The extraterritorial golden wind penetrates the body, blowing the soul to quench every bone and blood of the body. The nine-day deconstructing god thunder directly points to the heart of the robber. If there is a trace of timidity, it will definitely fall under this thunder.
When he just fought with Sha Wubei, Mo Congfeng was aware of the coming of the disaster, so he had to restrain his breath and delay it a little. Now he completely killed this strong enemy, but because of the traction of the air machine, he could not find another stable place to get through the disaster, so he had to spend it under the eyes of nearly ten thousand disciples of Miaocheng Sect. This wind and thunderstorm. Fortunately, I had prepared for this thunderstorm many years ago. Don't worry too much.
He took out a divine elixir and looked down with a little hesitation. Mo Lianfeng opened his mouth and swallowed it. This elixir is the love elixir he refined with the boundless son. Although the name of this elixir is quite funny, it is the top-level elixir under the first product. After taking it, it stabilizes the yuan spirit, and the seven emotions and six desires are completely Abandonment is an important means to resist the nine-day annihilation of the thunder. This elixir alone consumes the top materials of three furnaces to be successfully refined, which shows its preciousness.
Mo Zhenfeng swallowed it into his stomach and urged his whole body to meet the upcoming disaster. The first thing that came was the golden wind of the nine days outside the region. A yellow wind pillar fell from the sky, covering Mo Jingfeng. Gan Ping was frightened when he saw it below. The faint pressure in the yellow air made him a little afraid. On the contrary, the boundless man around him was still looking at the moderate disaster in the sky with a smile. It seemed that he was extremely relieved.
If other monks were replaced, he would definitely use a heavy magic weapon to protect his whole body and minimize the power of the golden wind, but Mo Jingfeng sat in the air with his single sword and crossed his knees, allowing the golden wind to pour into the limbs and bones sweeping the body from the seven orifices. The body of the congenital gold trip is really extraordinary. The extraterritorial golden wind enters the body like a stream and disappears like a sea. It has no terrible power to melt the bones when others go through the disaster. A wisps of extraterritorial golden wind blows into the major acupuncture points of Mo Yufeng's body. Every time he passes through his body, Mo Yufeng will absorb a part of it. It turns into the true element in the body, and the body becomes more and more powerful under the quenching of this sharp golden wind.
No wonder the elders below all have disapproving expressions. This extraterritorial golden wind disaster is simply a tonic for Mo Jingfeng, the innate body of gold. Of course, this innate spiritual body is not invincible in the world. If there is a gain, there must be a loss. How can the heavenly way let people take advantage of the loophole? Although everyone looked at Mo Yufeng sitting in the golden wind with a smile, they all thought of the dangerous six or nine-day fire and thunder disaster when he was in the realm of Jindan. That was the most dangerous one on Mo Yufeng's way to practice. The realm of Jindan attracted the attack of heaven and fire. In the five elements, there was only fire, let alone this nine-day thunder? Mo Lianfeng, who was in charge of Jinxing, was almost burned to ashes at that time. Fortunately, he persisted with great perseverance and finally refined into gold. Now this is the end of bitterness and sweetness. As long as he gets through this storm and thunder disaster safely, his cultivation will be unimpeded for thousands of miles a day.
After about an hour, the pale yellow wind has slowly faded. This disaster was supposed to help practitioners go to a higher level. How can it be endless? Mo Congfeng took a long breath, inhaled the remaining golden wind into his abdomen and opened his eyes. Looking at the layers of dark clouds gradually spreading above the sky, a faint pressure emerged from it. Nearly ten thousand disciples below were silent. Under this pressure, they didn't even dare to breathe. The disciples with lower cultivation were pale and their legs were like sieves. Gan Ping was also trying to resist the pressure from the sky. As for the mischievous fire. He has long run into Gan Ping's arms and refuses to show his head. This beast is more afraid of the power of heaven and earth than people.
Mo Jiefeng was looking around. A golden thunderlight on the dark clouds in the sky swept down and hit Mo Jiefeng's forehead directly. It was Mo Jiefeng. He did not avoid a long roar and waved his sword directly to the thunder of the day. It turned out that he was going to go against the thunder and hit the eye of the thunder in the air. The sword spirit that soared to the sky broke through the sky. It was better to bend than stand under a javelin. More than ten thousand disciples below secretly shouted hello in their hearts. What a heroic and domineering peerless sword cultivation. At this moment, the sword cultivation is stronger when it is strong. It is better to be a jade than a tile. The unique fighting spirit appears on Mo Yufeng. What about the natural disaster? What about the annihilation of God's thunder? I waved my sword, and I must break through the obstacles, and the sword pointed to the sky!
In the surprised eyes of the disciples below, Mo Minfeng smashed the thunder hit head-on with a sword, and laughed up to the sky with a sword in the sky of lightning and thunder, just like a god of war. The heroic spirit really envied many people. Which bloody man doesn't have this heroic dream? I believe that the situation at this moment will definitely stay in their hearts for a lifetime and take it as the direction of their efforts. The clouds in the sky seemed to be angered by Mo Congfeng's arrogant and domineering posture. He rolled around at the moment, and the more violent pressure passed down from above, and there was a faint posture to suppress Mo Congfeng.
After a long silence, the cloud finally moved again. A huge thunder that was as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit Mo Yufeng's body heavily in the exclamation of the people below. Mo Yufeng's original upward figure was immediately pressed down by this huge thunder, and a wisp of arm was thick. The thunder imprisoned Mo Feng in it like a cage, and the lightning permeated the body. This disaster is in this way to punish those who dare to despise the power of heaven and earth.
Mo Lianfeng's whole body was shrouded in the annihilation thunder. His whole body was stiff, and he couldn't even move a little finger. A burst of fear came from the bottom of his heart. At this time, he knew the horror of the annihilation thunder. If he gave up resistance at this moment, he would definitely lose his Taoist heart, his cultivation turned into running water, and immortality was just a joke. . Under the pressure of fear in his heart, he shouted loudly, and the disappeared sword appeared from him again, and the flashing electric cage was fiercely bounced away. I don't have a sharp edge across the world, and I have a clear conscience. How can there be nothing to fear? God, if you want to bully me with this, I'm afraid you have miscalculated. Even if you are the way of heaven, you will poke out a hole.
Waving his sword to sweep, Mo Jiefeng viciously cut into the thunder light beside him. Under the huge sword light, the cage disappeared. Before the eyes in the sky did not move again, Mo Jiefeng had turned into a flying sword and went straight to the clouds. The huge sword light penetrated straight into the thunder eyes of that day and smashed it abruptly. In an instant, it was long time. The clouds of the sky suddenly dissipated, revealing the originally blue sky.
The people below are dazzled. This way of sword cultivation is really sharp. Unexpectedly, he did not use a magic weapon to resist the disaster alone. In the end, he was abrupt to smash the thunderstorm that day. What a power and what a domineering. With the thunder that had not yet dissipated, Mo Congfeng came to the head of the angerless real person and said, "The head of the real person, Mo Congfeng has killed this!" With that, he offered the storage ring in his hand. Wu Nu Zhen looked at him with burning eyes and did not accept the ring. Seeing that his whole body was still shining with the golden sword, he must have been the first to enter the yuan god, and it was not yet stable, which caused Zhenyuan to be exposed.
Looking at Mo Zhenfeng and saying leisurely, "Since it's the trophy you got, how can the sect accept it? Cong Feng, this time you are in front of your brother. There are endless emotions in the words. Originally, he and Mo Minfeng were generally the peak of Yuanying's cultivation. He didn't expect that his brother, who had not stopped for 16 years, made a breakthrough today and proved to be the yuan god, but he delayed his practice because of trivial affairs in the sect. How could he not make him sigh with emotion?
Mo Lianfeng ignored the emotional brother's angry real person. He turned to look at Gan Ping standing behind the crowd. His eyes were burning, as if two sharp swords penetrated Gan Ping's body, and his body was still in a cold sweat. Under the impulse to bow his head, Gan Ping sadly found that he, who had thought that his cultivation was already good, was as small as an ant in front of these great monks. At this time, Mo Minfeng's low voice came to his ear, "Gan Ping, who are you going to worship as a teacher?"