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

The thunderclouds in the sky that were smashed by Zhang Zhiwei's Thunder Face were still gathering.

But this remnant of thunderclouds is meaningless.

Zhang Jingqing waved his hand, the thunderclouds dissipated, and the true Qi emanating from his body converged. The competition was over. If he continued, he would not be able to stop.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei had an idea and took the huge face of thunder that was across the sky into his body.

The competition between master and apprentice ended.

Zhang Zhiwei was not a man without vision. He quickly went up to thank his master for his guidance, saying that he had benefited a lot and had a better understanding of the application of thunder magic.

Zhang Jingqing put his hands behind his back. Although he was caught off guard by Zhang Zhiwei's action of smashing the thundercloud just now, and he was a little angry in his heart, but since the other party was so tactful and gave him enough room, he naturally went along with it and nodded:
"I am very happy that you can understand my good intentions!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked towards the mountain ahead. From time to time, figures leaped over. They were all Taoists who came over after hearing the commotion just now.

The leader was Zhang Shoucheng, holding a magic sword in one hand and a dustpan in the other, with a murderous look and a solemn expression on his face.

He came in front of the crowd, looking at large areas of the ground that had turned to scorched earth, then looked at Zhang Jingqing, who had just finished taking action and whose breath was still a little unstable, and Zhang Zhiwei, who had white mist coming out of his body, his hair was a little curly, and his Taoist robe was torn.

His mind instantly analyzed the situation just now. Senior brother Zhang Jingqing cast a spell, the wind and clouds changed color, and a thunderbolt struck Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei was on the defensive, his hair was blown up by the thunder, his Taoist robe was torn into pieces, and even the ground was affected by the residual power, leaving a large area of ​​scorched earth.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shoucheng took a deep breath. How deep was the hatred between the master and the disciple? Why did they act so cruelly?
Moreover, he did this twice in a row. Was he teaching his apprentice a lesson? Is that how you teach a lesson?
Judging from the scene in the sky before, this didn't seem like a joke. Zhang Shoucheng asked himself, if he were to resist it, he might die.

Zhang Shouben originally wanted to stand up and say a few words, but when he thought of this, he immediately stopped. In order to avoid being angered for no apparent reason, he decided to be cautious and quickly retreated to the side of Zhang Yi and Yi Qian.

The other Taoists were also very observant. When they saw this scene, they tactfully did not try to provoke Zhang Jingqing and all retreated to the side of Zhang Yi and Yi Qian.

Zhang Shoucheng asked Zhang Yi quietly, "What happened? How did the master and disciple end up like this?"

Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Shoucheng and said, "Master and disciple are testing each other's skills, stay calm."

You have the nerve to tell others to stay calm. I don’t know who was the one who was so startled just now, as panicked as an ant on a hot pan... Yi Qian complained in his heart, but considering that he was also very panicked just now, he did not expose Zhang Yi’s past.

"A trial move?" Zhang Shoucheng was stunned, with a look of disbelief: "You call this a trial move? What kind of master and apprentice would have a trial move like this?"

"Do you think these two guys are a normal master and disciple?" Zhang Yi asked back.

Zhang Shoucheng pondered.

Zhang Yushan, who came with him, answered without hesitation:

"Senior brother is quite normal, but Zhiwei is obviously abnormal!"

He still remembered the scene when he and Zhang Zhiwei took part in the legal profession assessment together. Now thinking about it, it was fortunate that he was knocked unconscious by Bai Yugong at that time. Otherwise, if he had been knocked unconscious by Zhang Zhiwei, it would have been a loss of face.

"By the way, who will win and who will lose?" Zhang Yushan asked again.

Although Zhang Zhiwei looked a little disheveled at the scene with curly hair and torn Taoist robes, they saw a big face that looked a bit like Zhang Zhiwei in the sky, which broke the clouds, so he couldn't tell who would win or lose.

"They say it's a test of skills and guidance. Since it's guidance, how can there be any winner or loser?" Zhang Yi said. Although he often teased his senior brother, he would not make up stories in this regard.

"What did Senior Brother Yi say?" Zhang Yushan asked again without giving up.

"What did I say?" Yi Qian glared, "You don't believe what we say, why don't you go ask your senior brother directly?"

Zhang Yushan shrank his neck. Although he and Yi Qian were of the same generation, there was a dozen years’ difference between them. In addition, Yi Qian had been fierce since he was a child, so he was a little scared in front of Yi Qian.

"Go away, go away. Zhiwei and I are practicing thunder magic. It's no big deal!"

Zhang Jingqing waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.

Even though everyone was curious, they did not stay and looked at Zhang Zhiwei meaningfully before turning around and leaving.

No matter what happened here, Zhang Zhiwei’s big mouth will reveal it soon.

Watching everyone leave, Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei: "Do you have any questions about thunder magic?"

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head: "Master, you demonstrated it very carefully, and I have benefited a lot. As for the name of this thunder method, please give it to me, Master."

Speaking of naming, Zhang Jingqing became interested: "Tell me your own ideas."

Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment and said, "Should I call it Niwan Lei, or Zu Lei, or Four Thunders Righteous Method?"

Zhang Jingqing said angrily, "What rubbish these names are. Niwan Leitu, Zulei is too wild, as if it is the ancestor of thunder magic. The Four Thunders Orthodox Method is even worse. You use the four Qi to gather together, so it is called the Four Thunders Orthodox Method. Then shouldn't the Yin Five Thunders and Yang Five Thunders be called the Two Thunders Orthodox Method?"

"Then what name do you think is more appropriate, Master?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Zhang Jingqing said: "This thunder gathers in the Niwan Palace, so you call it Niwan Thunder. There is nothing wrong with this naming method, but it doesn't sound very nice. Niwan is also called Zifu, so why not call it Zifu Divine Thunder!"

“Purple Mansion Divine Thunder!” Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment and nodded, “This name sounds good, and it was chosen by Master, so let’s call it Purple Mansion Divine Thunder!”

This was the purpose of him coming to his master to name him. If he had asked Wang Ai, Lu Jin or others to name him, they might have chosen a name like Tiantong Shenlei.

"Although this thunder method is powerful, it is only in its infancy. It is more difficult than the complete Five Thunders Method. Don't teach it to your fellow disciples rashly. Even when you practice it yourself, you must be more careful and don't be greedy and reckless, or you will hurt yourself." Zhang Jingqing advised.

"Master, I've got it!" Zhang Zhiwei said solemnly.

Zhang Jingqing nodded, then turned and left.

Over the years, Zhang Zhiwei had brought him so many surprises that after the initial shock, he had completely calmed down.

Yi Qian and Zhang Yi were still filled with excitement. They looked at Zhang Zhiwei and then at Zhang Jingqing, and finally followed Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Zhiwei did not leave with his master. He stood where he was, recalling what had just happened in his mind.

"In terms of combining my own true Qi with the Qi of heaven and earth, I still have a lot to learn from Master."

"However, this method can only be regarded as an application of the art. Don't indulge in it too much and spend too much time on it." "It's just like the Tai Chi four ounces to move a thousand pounds. The important thing is not the thousand pounds, but the four ounces. When everything is put into practice, it depends on how strong you are."

"Golden thunder is the root. It is better to seek the truth within than to seek the art outside!"

"Also, although the thunder method was successful, this path was only possible by me, and it is difficult to replicate. I wonder if I can use the result to reverse the process and find a simpler path."

Zhang Zhiwei began to walk back, thinking about his new thunder method as he walked.

Although the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder combines the Five Yin Thunders and the Five Yang Thunders, they still have different emphases when used.

When my master first started using his methods, the thunder method I used was more towards the Yang Five Thunders. Later, my master changed to using thunder plasma, and the thunder method I used was more towards the Yin Five Thunders.

Now that the thunder method has been integrated, can the integration be more thorough, without either side taking the lead, and truly achieve integration?

With this idea in mind, Zhang Zhiwei came to the top of Tianmen Peak and sat cross-legged under the crooked tree. After the previous thunderous scene, the crooked tree was frightened.

But when Zhang Zhiwei arrived, it did not have any grudges at all. It welcomed him by wagging its branches like a puppy wagging its tail, and cast a few stardust to create a perfect environment for him to practice.

As soon as he finished his retreat, Zhang Zhiwei entered into retreat again.

In a deep state of meditation, his consciousness was elevated, transcending the constraints of himself and the heaven and earth. He deconstructed the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder from a higher perspective, trying to create a true balance between yin and yang.

In this state, he could see many things that he could not normally see. All these details flooded into his sea of ​​consciousness, and he began to analyze them frame by frame.

Zhang Zhiwei just sat quietly on the top of the mountain. The sun set and rose again as usual, over and over again, and he never moved.

During this period, his fellow disciples also came to see him, climbing the mountain to bring him food three times a day, but he never woke up to eat.

His fellow disciples were very worried, but they did not dare to disturb him. They were also worried that he would get hungry, so they reported it to their master Zhang Jingqing.

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei from afar, and seeing that the innate Qi of the Three Elements was constantly flowing into his body, he felt relieved and told his disciples that those who consumed Qi would become immortal gods, so there was nothing to worry about and there was no need to send them food.

The brothers were relieved then, but even so, they still delivered meals to Zhang Zhiwei three times a day. It was his business whether to eat or not, and it was their business whether they delivered meals or not.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei's consciousness was heightened, and he was constantly analyzing and constructing. This kind of seclusion was very exhausting, and an ordinary person would certainly not be able to afford it.

But Zhang Zhiwei can still bear it, and even consume it appropriately, which also makes his spirit more solid, which is also a kind of exercise.

Zhang Zhiwei kept deducing it, not knowing how much time had passed, only knowing that a long time had passed.

But just when he was feeling tired and had a sense of exhaustion, suddenly a light bulb went off in his head.

Then, his steady breathing changed, and the clanging sound of metallic vibrations came from all over his body, and it seemed as if there was a heavy thunder rolling.

Inside Zhang Zhiwei's body, it seemed as if tens of millions of swords and knives were vibrating against each other, trying to break out of his body. It also seemed as if huge waves of mud were rolling, and yang thunder and yin thunder were surging.

After such a long period of seclusion, he suddenly understood that the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder should not be bound by form. It has infinite changes and can be used at will. It can be hard or soft, powerful or thick and turbid...

This is in line with the characteristics of Tao. Tao can evolve into two changes, yin and yang, both of which are completely different and are regarded as extremes, yin and yang are opposites, but they can also transform into each other, complement each other, and merge with each other.

There was no problem with his previous use of it. It could transform into golden divine thunder that could split everything in a moment, or it could transform into golden thunder liquid that could penetrate every pore in an instant.

It possesses two characteristics at the same time, which is in line with the principles of Yin and Yang. If you want to build a perfect state of Yin and Yang, this is actually a more advanced application, just like Tai Chi, which has hard circles, soft circles, and Tai Chi circles that combine hardness and softness.

The previous practice with the master was actually a manifestation of hardness and softness, yang and yin.

What Zhang Zhiwei gained from this retreat was that he really found a very balanced point between yin and yang.

By using this point, he can arrange Yin and Yang like Tai Chi, forming a Yin-Yang fish state.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly stood up, ended his retreat, and stretched out his hands.

On one hand, golden lightning was as sharp as a sword, and on the other hand, lightning was rolling like golden water. It was the same kind of lightning, but it took two completely different forms.

This would have been impossible before the integration of Yin-Yang Thunder Technique, but now it is easy.

He could even use one hand to perform in the form of Yang Thunder and the other hand to perform in the form of Yin Thunder, coordinating with each other.

But now, his plan was even bigger. He put his hands together, and two different forms of lightning intertwined together. At first, although the two lightnings did not collide with each other, there was no tendency for them to merge together.

But as Zhang Zhiwei stirred his hands like he was doing Tai Chi, the two distinct types of lightning actually began to rotate in a connected manner and merged with each other in the process.

Soon, the two became one ball, but the dividing line between them could still be vaguely seen.

Zhang Zhiwei was not satisfied and continued to practice Tai Chi.

If someone practicing Tai Chi from Wudang saw this scene, he would definitely scream out in shock.

You know, the balance of Yin and Yang is something that only a few people can achieve, even with Tai Chi power, let alone thunder magic. You know, the violence of thunder magic is countless times stronger than Tai Chi power. The difficulty involved is simply unimaginable.

But Zhang Zhiwei achieved this by relying on his understanding of the principles of yin and yang and his unparalleled control.

I saw that the two lightning bolts of different shapes in his hands had turned into spheres.

Golden flames burned around this spherical lightning, but its interior was like molten amber, with a golden liquid halo flowing inside and fine electric arcs on the edges.

"This thing?"

Zhang Zhiwei weighed the product in his hand. Its shape was not fixed, its outline was spherical but not spherical, and the golden flame on the surface was like mist.

Zhang Zhiwei tightened his palm slightly, and it suddenly shrank to the size of a baby's fist. When he released his palm, it suddenly expanded like a large floating lantern. Electric currents were leaping on the surface like a dancing golden snake, but the core inside was flowing like liquid metal.

Zhang Zhiwei threw it out but did not lose control of it. The lightning was like a lantern pulled by an invisible thread.

"This form..."

A word suddenly popped into Zhang Zhiwei’s mind—ball lightning?
"I use my own Qi to create the most mysterious lightning in nature, ball lightning?!" (End of this chapter)