Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Zu Lei... Niwan Lei... Zhang Jingqing, Yi Qian, and Zhang Yi were stunned after listening to what Zhang Zhiwei said. Although these two names sounded messy, there is no need to explain their gold content.

"This theory..." Zhang Yi reacted, "Did you tell me about it when you were learning Yin Wu Lei last time?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded: "You didn't understand the meaning at first, do you understand it now?"

Zhang Yi coughed lightly, brushed his sleeves, and raised his head and said, "It's just a simple truth, how could I not understand it? I was just too shocked at the time, and I couldn't get over it for a while."

In fact, afterwards he went to consult Zhang Jingqing. Zhang Jingqing took out several books and explained them to him in detail and in a simple way for a long time before he finally understood.

As for this matter, Zhang Jingqing was not a gossip, so he didn't tell him about it on the spot.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "The principle is similar. I also followed the operating rules of Yin Wulei and Yang Wulei to come up with this fusion thunder method. It can be regarded as the result of standing on the shoulders of giants."

Zhang Jingqing said, "We all understand the theoretical knowledge you mentioned, but it's just like putting an elephant into a closet. You only need to open the door, put the elephant in, and close the door. It sounds simple, but it's not the case at all. There is no reference because the harmony of the five elements is too difficult. There is no targeted method of harmony. It is almost impossible to do it by personal will alone."

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. This was indeed the case. Without the help of the "national teacher", it would be impossible for him to regulate the five elements of his body by his own strength. But it would definitely not be so fast and it might take several times longer.

And this is enough to reflect the mystery of the method of harmonizing spleen Qi. What's more, after integrating spleen Qi, there is one more Qi, and the power of thunder method will be further enhanced.

Zhang Jingqing continued, "You have accomplished something that almost no one can do with personal will alone. I really don't know what to say."

At this time, Yi Qian took the Thunder God Scroll from Zhang Jingqing's hand and said, "That is to say, although this thing is good, no one else can practice it except Zhiwei?"

"No one can practice it!" said Zhang Jingqing.

"That's such a pity!"

Yi Qian shook his head in disappointment. They were all high-level masters who had only learned half of the Thunder Method. It was impossible for them to say that they were not interested in the complete Thunder Method.

Even though Zhang Zhiwei's fusion thunder method cannot be considered the Five Thunders Method, it is at least Four Thunders, which is countless levels higher than the Two Thunders that they know.

"A blessing in disguise. You can tell how difficult this thing is just by looking at it. If you can really learn it, I will be worried!" Zhang Jingqing said.

"Why are you nagging me? We are old, and we don't even have this much?" Zhang Yi said unhappily.

"That's hard to say!" said Zhang Jingqing.

"Not entirely true!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

"What do you mean, kid?" Zhang Yi thought Zhang Zhiwei was talking about him: "Master and disciple are singing the same tune!"

Zhang Jingqing sneered and didn't want to talk to his stupid and face-conscious junior brother.

Yi Qian even laughed out loud.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei explained: "I am not saying that you are not smart, I am saying that this painting is not completely useless."

"What is recorded on it is not just as simple as the fusion of thunder magic. Its essence is the understanding of the fusion of the five elements and yin and yang."

"It's like a formula. If you put the Yin Five Thunders and the Yang Five Thunders into this formula, you can get the current fusion thunder method."

"If you can apply other things to it, you can also gain other benefits. You don't even need to apply anything, as long as you understand some of the understanding of the five elements and yin and yang, you can also gain something."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingqing and the other two continued to look at the scroll. The more they looked, the more surprised they were. They felt that it was full of magnificent things and contained so many things.

As they watched, they each seemed to be in a world in a painting, with endless dark clouds above their heads.

The rolling dark clouds were as thick as a huge mountain, hanging in the air. They were as black as if they were made of black iron. Flashes of lightning flashed from time to time, and vaguely one could see a huge figure standing inside.

The figure emerged from the clouds, he opened his arms, his body was full of blazing lightning, he held the lightning and swung it in the clouds, every strike seemed to be able to shatter the sky, the clouds in the sky began to boil because of his waving.

"Boom!"

There were lightning and thunder in the clouds, the sky pressure was getting lower and lower, and dense lightning was jumping.

Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Yi, and Yi Qian are not in the same illusion, and their feelings are also different.

Zhang Yi and Yi Qian felt that the air around them was rioting and it was so hot as if they were in boiling water.

Even though they knew that this was an illusion and everything around them was fake, their minds were clear and their bodies reacted.

The pores all over their bodies contracted, and static electricity like burrs was interweaving on their clothes, sometimes hitting their skin and causing pain.

Zhang Jingqing was better. He could tell that this was an illusion and he was able to keep his consciousness high in his mind, not being disturbed by the delusions around him.

So, even though lightning was surging all around him and the sky was turning upside down, he stood still as a mountain. He just looked up at the sky quietly, watching every move of the huge figure wrapped in lightning above the clouds.

In the illusion of Yi Qian and Zhang Yi, the thunder bred in the clouds has already arrived. The sky full of thunder and lightning appears in their eyes, destroying the entire world and turning the earth into scorched earth.

And above the scorched earth, the giant god-like figure in the dark clouds, with the golden lightning in his hand, was like Thor holding an iron chisel, wanting to smash and smooth the world.

Every time the chisel was struck, countless thunders would burst out, bombarding the earth and causing flames to rise high and boil.

This horrifying scene made Yi Qian and Zhang Yi tremble in their hearts. They were also affected by the lightning. The scorching lightning bombarded them, which was not illusory at all, burning their bodies and souls.

Previously they had firmly believed that all this was an illusion, but now they were shaken, it seemed to be real.

The figure above their heads, who looked like a god reaching up to the sky, inadvertently revealed his true face, and it turned out to be Zhang Zhiwei.

This made them tremble fiercely in their hearts, and then, their bodies that were originally burned by lightning and fire suddenly felt real. They struggled hard and roared with all their strength:

"It's fake, everything is fake, this is an illusion!"

As the sound of the painting fell, everything around shattered like a mirror. The giant god in the sky, the towering clouds like mountains, the lightning that seemed to destroy the world... everything disappeared.

Just like the picture was reorganized, after a distortion of light and shadow, they could see their surroundings clearly.

They were still in the Zhenren Hall of the Great Shangqing Palace, with Zhang Zhiwei and Zhang Jingqing in front of them.

Zhang Zhiwei placed his hands on top of their heads, rubbing them like walnuts. His big hands were so powerful that they made their heads hurt.

Finally came out... Yi Qian and Zhang Yi looked at each other and saw lingering fear in each other's eyes. They both understood in an instant that they were facing the same situation just now.

What about the senior brother? The two looked at Zhang Jingqing, but saw him standing there calmly, with no sadness or joy on his face, his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

Noticing that the two were looking at him, Zhang Jingqing raised his eyes and looked at them: "What's the matter? Are you two upset by this painting? Do you think everyone will be upset?"

Yi Qian and Zhang Yi's faces froze. They didn't expect that their little thoughts were all guessed by their senior brother.

Hearing his master's words, Zhang Zhiwei let go of his hand that was holding his uncle's head:

"Finally woke up, scared me!"

The moment they let go of their hands, Zhang Yi and Yi Qian felt their tightly contracted pores open up, sweat suddenly poured out of their bodies, and their bodies softened, about to fall on their backs.

Zhang Zhiwei quickly grabbed the two of them. Just now he thought that the two uncles were lost in the inner scene just like the three Wudang elders in the plot, so he hurriedly intervened. Because he was eager to save them, he was a little rough.

"Illusion, what a terrible illusion!" Zhang Yi gasped heavily. He pushed the scroll in front of him a little further away. He didn't dare to look at this thing anymore.

"It was indeed an illusion, a very scary illusion, I almost couldn't get out of it!"

Yi Qian was also breathing heavily. He touched his head while speaking. His head was hurting from being beaten. He thought it would have several lumps. He looked at Zhang Zhiwei with a bad face and said:
"You are such a bad boy, are you deliberately trying to trick us?"

Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Jingqing and said, "Like master, like disciple. I think it is very likely!"

"It's unfair. I never thought that this painting could be a fantasy!"

Zhang Zhiwei apologized to his uncles with an apologetic look on his face. He really didn't expect that this painting would have such a strong impact, almost as good as Fenghou Qimen.

"I think you did it on purpose!" Zhang Yi said unhappily.

In fact, based on his understanding of Zhang Zhiwei, it is not difficult to see that Zhang Zhiwei did not mean it.

But if this is the case, doesn't it mean that he can't even look at such a painting? Where is his face?

Or it would be better to say that Zhang Zhiwei did it on purpose. Zhang Zhiwei, this kid, is already the leader of Tiantong Sect and is famous all over the world. It is not shameful to be tricked by him.

Zhang Zhiwei was too lazy to argue with his uncle. He looked at Zhang Jingqing and said, "Master, what about you? You haven't fallen into the illusion, have you?"

He had noticed before that when his master was looking at the scroll, although he was serious, his expression was calm, unlike his two uncles, whose expressions kept changing, sometimes ferocious, sometimes fearful.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jingqing nodded and said, "I am trapped in a barren land, with low clouds in the sky and the unclear face of the Thunder God in the painting dancing wildly!"

"Yeah, yeah, me too!"

"Me too!"

Zhang Yi and Yi Qian echoed.

"However, I just saw this scene, but I was not affected!" Zhang Jingqing said: "This painting contains Zhiwei's spirit. If one's sexual skills have not reached a certain level, it is easy to be misled by his charm left on the scroll and fall into the illusion, unable to extricate oneself."

"That is to say, our sexual abilities are not at a high enough level." Zhang Yi said.

"That's about what I mean!" said Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Yi nodded helplessly: "You can be more tactful next time!"

Yi Qian looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "What will happen if I am not awakened and remain in the illusion?"

Zhang Zhiwei spread his hands to show that he knew nothing. He had never encountered a situation where he was trapped in an illusion and couldn't get out of it, and he couldn't explain why.

To him, aren't all illusions false? It's like a curtain covering you, with all kinds of illusions appearing inside. Can such a low-level operation deceive people? Can't he just reach out and tear it off?
Of course, he couldn't say that, as he was afraid of angering his two uncles to death.

Zhang Jingqing said: "No matter what kind of illusion it is, if you stay in it for a long time, its influence will become deeper and deeper, and you will forget yourself and be trapped in it forever, and your spirit and body will gradually wither."

"Of course, this is just an ordinary illusion. Zhiwei's divine will is very domineering, and so is the illusion in his scroll. If an ordinary person falls into it, his body and soul will not wither. It will probably not take long for his spirit to be wiped out and he will die!"

"Is this thing so dangerous?" Zhang Yi looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "You just said it's very useful, do you want to let your fellow disciples comprehend it?"

Zhang Zhiwei scratched his head: "I have this idea!"

"Fortunately, no. The sexual abilities of us old guys are pretty good, and we all suffered a disaster. If we had seen some young Taoist priests who had just entered the sect, wouldn't they have been destroyed both physically and spiritually?" Yi Qian said.

Zhang Zhiwei said nothing and silently put away the scroll. The consequence seemed to be very serious indeed. It seemed that his fellow disciples would not be able to enjoy the benefits of this thing.

Zhang Jingqing said, "Not really. The knowledge contained in this scroll is difficult to understand. If you don't reach a certain level, you won't understand anything. If you don't understand anything, you won't be affected by the backlash."

"However, this is indeed not suitable for my disciples to contemplate, unless a part of the divine will is weakened. But after weakening a part, the knowledge in this scroll will not be complete!"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "It doesn't matter. I can't practice it anyway, so it doesn't matter if I weaken it a little. I will draw a few castrated versions suitable for my fellow apprentices to watch in a while!"

"A castrated version? This term is quite appropriate. If it can be done, it would be great. Contemplating this painting is indeed beneficial to spiritual practice!"

Zhang Jingqing sighed, reached out and unceremoniously snatched the scroll from Zhang Zhiwei's hand, and silently put it into his storage equipment.

"........."

"........."

Zhang Zhiwei, Yi Qian, and Zhang Yi all watched this scene silently with strange looks in their eyes.

Zhang Jingqing coughed lightly and said, "Zhiwei is a big mouth. He spreads the slightest thing everywhere. I am worried about handing this painting over to him."

"As for you two? Although this scroll is great and the illusions inside are all virtual, you can't grasp it, Junior Brother!"

Yi Qian and Zhang Yi looked at each other and remained silent. There was nothing they could do. What their senior brother said was right. They really couldn't control the situation.

"Zhiwei, remember to draw a... castrated version for your uncle!" Zhang Yi reminded.

"Me too!" Yi Qian followed.

"Draw, draw, I'll draw later, but now, I want to use this thunder method to try out Master's Five Thunders Method!" Zhang Zhiwei said. (End of this chapter)