She's going to be a sect boss

Chapter 397 Three Thunders
Ten years of time passed by in the blink of an eye.

For the past ten years, He Miao and Zheng Wu have been staying in the small town of "Cenxi", living in thatched huts by the river bank, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.

In the first eight years of these ten years, every new year, Mr. Du would personally bring gifts to greet him.

However, He Miao never showed up, and it was Zheng Wu who directly refused the meeting in the name of Master's retreat.

The last time was two years ago, this Lord Du was about to be promoted, so he came to say goodbye.

He Miao had no choice but to barely see each other, and just cupped his hands and said, "I wish my lord good fortune and success in everything."

Du Zhongli saw that the woman's face was the same as it was eight years ago, and she was dressed in green clothes to add to her aura. He completely believed that the woman was not extraordinary, so he immediately bowed his hands and said:

"Borrow fairy aunt's good words."

When he raised his head again, there was nowhere in front of his eyes the figure of the talented woman.

"Master Du, please go back, it's an urgent time for my master to practice in seclusion." Zheng Wu, who was on the side, said coldly.

Du Zhongli looked at the man in front of him, seeing him for the first time eight years ago, the man's face was still a bit green.

Fast forward eight years now, the man's face is upright, his brows and eyes are handsome, and his demeanor is getting more and more calm.

Feeling helpless at the moment, I had no choice but to turn around and say goodbye.

Zheng Wu's words were not aimless.

In the jade unicorn pendant, she absorbed all the spiritual power left to He Miao by the high-ranking water-type monk, and thus He Miao successfully entered the late stage of foundation establishment.

She knew that it was time for her to condense the golden core.

According to the book, from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Golden Core Stage, a total of three thunderstorms need to be experienced.

Thunder Tribulation is a test between heaven and earth for practitioners.

After all, practice is against the sky, and only through the thunder calamity can one be qualified to condense the golden core.

According to legend, the triple lightning calamity that entered the golden core stage became more dangerous each time.

A cultivator must have a magic weapon in his body when he survives the thunder disaster, otherwise his previous efforts will be wasted and he will become a mortal.

In severe cases, the soul will fly away, the body and spirit will be completely destroyed, and it will completely disappear between the heaven and the earth.

He Miao has already noticed that the spiritual power in her body is constantly gathering towards the dantian. She knows very well that it is only a matter of time before the thunder falls.

For the past ten years, she practiced non-stop all night without a moment of rest, and finally obtained the qualification to enter the golden core stage.

Compared with other geniuses, it is naturally late, but with her talent and aptitude, it took almost all her strength to get to this point.

In order to deal with the three thunders this time, He Miao resorted to all means.

One is to set up a protective array to prevent the thunder from falling and hurt innocent mortals; it also prevents oneself from being disturbed by foreign objects.

Second, to deal with thunder, one must have a magic weapon to protect one's body.

He Miao hesitated again and again, and counted all his defensive magic weapons, and only the disk he took from Jia Sheng, the young master of Xuanyin Sect, could be barely used.

This thing is an innate spirit treasure, it should still be able to fight against a sky thunder.

Other things, either they are only suitable for use in the foundation building period, and their abilities are too weak; or they are just offensive magic weapons, they are not suitable.

In the end, she called Zheng Wu and told him about the relevant matters.

Today's Zheng Wu has entered the early stage of foundation establishment, with the presence of Master He Miao, the best spirit stone and elixir assistance, the best foundation establishment elixir.

In addition, Zheng Wu has some understanding on the road of practice, and he is willing to endure hardships.Compared with He Miao, his path of cultivation was more than a little bit smoother.

What He Miao liked in the past was to be able to get the blessing of the master and be a salted fish waiting to die.

After the division was destroyed, she accidentally embarked on this difficult road.Because she herself has suffered, she doesn't want her apprentice to continue to suffer.

"Xiaowu, just in case, I mean there is a one in ten thousand possibility, I can't survive the thunder disaster."

Just as He Miao's words came to this point, Zheng Wu's whole body was excited, his eyes were red, and he said in a deep voice:

"No, master will be able to successfully form a golden core this time, and cultivate to a great success."

With a calm attitude, He Miao continued, "Remember, hold my hairpin and practice hard."

As he spoke, he taught Zheng Wu the formula of the wooden hairpin.

In everything, you have to predict the best and prepare for the worst.There may not be one practitioner in 10 people who can survive the Golden Core Stage.

Most of the time, she doesn't feel how God favors her.

Zheng Wu looked at the woman in front of him sadly, hesitated for a long time, and did not speak again.

A few days later, I saw that the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

In just a few moments, the sky had already darkened, and the black clouds overwhelmed the top, like a dark night, and lightning could be seen flickering in the clouds, like a group of snakes dancing.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, blowing the thatched roofs by the river flying wildly.

He Miao looked at the scene in front of him, and calmly picked up his mahogany sword and walked out.

Still smiling, pretending to be relaxed, he exhorted:

"Xiao Wu, remember to keep away. When the lightning strikes me, it will implicate you."

Zheng Wu saw that it was at this time, and the master still didn't forget to joke, so he forced a smile.But the furrowed brow showed the worry in his heart.

In the raging wind, he looked at the woman in blue in front of him, her skirts fluttering, and she walked out calmly.

With a slender figure and a desolate back, with a bit of determination, he walked firmly to the center of the thunder and lightning step by step.

Zheng Wuju's heart groaned, and he wanted to say something, lest it would affect the master's Dao heart, so he had to shut up right now.

Every time He Miao took a step, he could feel that the power of lightning accumulated in the dark clouds above his head became stronger and stronger.

For a moment, when He Miao reached the center of his formation, lightning flashed and thunder roared above his head, as if it contained the power to destroy heaven and earth.

How else can it be said that it is difficult to overcome the thunder calamity since ancient times, and nine out of ten losers.

The sky and the earth gradually darkened, and there seemed to be only He Miao, sitting alone by the river.

The wrath of thunder, every sound of thunder is thrilling.

He Miao began to silently recite Bihaige's heart-clearing mantra in his heart, doing his best and obeying the destiny.

When raising the ground, Shi Potian gave a sound of shock, as if to frighten He Miao's soul.

He Miao opened his eyes, looked up into the sky, the sky thunder billowed like a silver snake, like lightning flashing and thundering, it was about to strike at him with lightning speed.

With quick eyes and quick hands, she opened the plate of Xuanyinzong, covered it on top of her head, and forcibly resisted the first thunder.

After the first thunderstorm, a clear crack appeared on the plate.

He Miao breathed a sigh of relief, she survived the first thunderstorm unscathed, and now she will go all out to deal with the second thunderstorm.

Zudi, the Xuanyin Sect thousands of miles away, the suzerain Jia Ren Zudi opened his eyes, his shrewd eyes were full of anger.

"Sect Master, what's the matter?" asked the attendant next to him.

Jia Ren smiled coldly and said, "The matter of Sheng'er has some clues."

Saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away.

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