Synthesize everything, from Broken Thunder Orbs to Chaos Orbs

Chapter 142 Zixiao
The thunderclouds rolled over the wilderness, like a raging sea tide, with undulating waves, and there was a huge muffled sound continuously as they rolled.

He Qing came to this wilderness after leaving Lihai City.

The barren grass is desolate, the hills are undulating, and occasionally there is a small clump of trees, which looks desolate from a distance.

The moisture in the air was damp, and the strong wind was blowing, making the strong grass vibrate and making a swishing sound.

He Qing carefully felt the endless thunderclouds in the sky.

There is a huge and vast power hidden in it, which is high in the clouds and unfathomable.

'The power of this thundercloud is indeed stronger than the thunderclouds in the land of the four states, and the sky thunder contained in it may not be comparable to the original one. '

After He Qing came to a conclusion, he also found that a series of changes would also occur in places where the concentration of aura is heavier.

Suddenly, the sky began to scatter bean-sized raindrops.

The stronger the wind, the faster and denser the raindrops, and the pouring rain quickly poured into the land.

He Qing looked at the continuous rain, almost took a few breaths, and puddles appeared on the ground.

He closed his eyes and felt quietly.

Boom!

A dazzling thunder flashed down from the sky.

In an instant, silver spirit patterns began to glow on He Qing's body. These spirit patterns were densely packed, shining with silver light, densely packed, and finally a silver vertical pupil appeared on his forehead.

The thunder light fell on He Qing's body, and the infinite thunder poured into the body. After being refined by the spirit pattern, it still carried the power of destroying heaven and earth in the body.

He Qing looked inside himself and found that the glass-like flesh and blood had been hurt.

He urged his spiritual consciousness to refine and control it.

Part of the thunder light merged with the spirit thunder, making the spirit thunder more and more radiant like a divine chain.

The other part flows into the essence aperture, He Qing's essence aperture is like a morning star, but after the thunder light pours in, the essence aperture exudes a brighter light.

In the violent wind and rain, He Qing stood in the air out of thin air.

As the thunder poured into his body, his spirit gradually became more intense.

The essence is like a morning star, and the heart and soul are surging, gradually echoing with the thunder cloud, and finally all the mind is completely integrated into the thunder cloud.

He could feel the lightning flashing in the thunder cloud, in which the thunder aura was rushing like a tide, completing the combination with a special structure.

There are many mysteries of Tianlei, but He Qing has not comprehended all of them.

He felt it quietly, confirming his own supernatural powers and spells.

When He Qing's mind and mind were completely integrated into the thunder cloud, he actually felt a sense of ease like swimming a fish into the water.

With a slight movement of consciousness, it immediately spread out.

The spirit patterns on his body became more and more flickering, and even faintly, He Qing had the illusion that he could control Leiyun.

He tried it a little bit, and found that his divine sense could indeed greatly affect the flow of thunder spirit energy in the thunder cloud.

It's just that compared with the natural thunder of heaven and earth, after his manipulation, its power is more than a little weaker.

He Qing knew that this was because his comprehension of Lei Fa had not reached home yet.

The method of sky thunder is the most exquisite divine method in the world, and the method of thunder in the foundation building period is only just getting started.

This thundercloud is extremely turbulent, and the sky thunder rolls in it.

Thunderbolts fell from the sky and landed in He Qing's body.

Both the physical body and the soul gradually become more pure in this kind of sky thunder, as if there is a trace of thunder sticking to it, like dewdrops on the leaves in the morning.

The spirit thunder and the spirit patterns are slowly evolving in the sky thunder.

The divine light in the essence is also getting higher and higher.

'This method of thunder is really suitable for me. He Qing thought in his heart.

It's just that this method cannot be used for a long time after all.

In addition to tempering, there are also some hidden wounds accumulated in the body.

It is still too difficult to bear the sky thunder with the flesh.

At this time, the dark clouds above the wilderness covered the sky and the sun, and the wind and rain poured down, just like being in water.

At this moment, the rain curtain in the whole world is like the Milky Way pouring down, like a waterfall.

At this time, there were other monk paths, and they all felt the power of heaven and earth, and saw He Qing's figure.

Some people sensed He Qing's imposing power and felt timid, so they chose to take a detour.

Some monks secretly observed He Qing's practice method.

"This person bathed in the sky thunder and tempered himself. Such strength is considered extraordinary. It is not suitable for enmity. It is better not to provoke him."

There are many such monks.

However, there are still monks watching He Qing practice, but they have other thoughts in their hearts.

"This person can practice with the method of heavenly thunder, and he is only at the early stage of foundation establishment. He must have secret treasures on him, otherwise how can he do this."

"This person's cultivation technique is quite extraordinary. It cannot be said that it is the legendary immortal technique that can condense the best golden pill."

All the monks who passed by could feel the breath of He Qing in the center of heaven and earth.

Each of them has a different mind.

At this time, a crooked old man in a black robe, with chicken skin and white hair, and a yellow gourd hanging from his waist stood quietly under the wilderness.

Someone noticed him.

The three monks were walking together when they suddenly saw the old man.

One of the nuns was slightly startled.

"That seems to be Qingming Sanren, who has cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, and once used evil methods to turn his Taoist companions in the late stage of foundation establishment into corpse puppets."

The other two monks suddenly showed disgust.

But even so, the three left in a hurry.

This Qingming scattered person, a member of the demonic way, has been wanted by the Tianhuo Taoist sect for a long time and still exists, enough to know his strength.

The old man looked at He Qing and smiled, his laughter was like the sound of iron scraping across stones.

He took off the yellow leather gourd from his waist, and then uncorked the bottle.

Immediately, a puff of black smoke rose from it, and the black smoke billowed, and several black lights disappeared.

A burly monk frowned seeing this scene.

The monks in the thunder cloud are obviously practicing, and they only have the early stage of foundation establishment.

It is shameless for this Qingming Sanren to do such a sinister thing, but the life of the young monk seems to be lost.

"If you are not a disciple of the sect and no one protects the Dharma, how dare you practice here."

He sighed and wanted to make a move, but forced himself to endure it.

Because apart from that Qingming Sanren, there are several other people hiding in the dark and watching.

They all regarded the young man as the meat in their mouths, and wanted to get the secret treasure, the method.

He Qing's consciousness was hidden in the thunder cloud, so he naturally sensed the movement nearby.

The world of cultivating immortals is inherently cruel, and it is naturally even more so in the world of Qingming.

He Qing was always on guard against such things.

He opened his eyes, his gaze was cold.

A monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, it just so happens that his strength has soared recently.

A ray of purple light flew out from He Qingxiu's sleeve, and the sky thunder beads hung high in the sky.

"Second-rank high-grade magic weapon?" Someone recognized it.

He Qing opened his mouth slightly again, spit out the spirit thunder in his body, and the spirit thunder melted into the thunder cloud in an instant.

In an instant, the entire thundercloud seemed to turn into He Qing's body.

"Extreme Life Body-Morning Star-Initial State."

Since the ultimate body was completed by He Qing, the legendary method is naturally distinguished from other secret methods.

There are three forms of the extreme world body today.

The first initial state does not cause much damage to the body, and can be used in normal combat.

The second morning star state has certain harm to the body and needs to be used with caution.

The third star-destroying state is completely a desperate method. Once used, no matter what the enemy is, He Qing must be in a dying state when the state of extreme life is over, and he has no power to fight back at that time.

In an instant, it seemed as if some restraint in the body was untied.

Countless spiritual consciousness flows in the essence.

"Zixiao!"

He Qing's spirit patterns flickered all over his body, and the vertical pupils in his eyebrows seemed to come alive, carrying an inexplicable power.

And in this state, He Qing seemed to have a third eye.

This vertical pupil allows He Qing to control the spirit thunder more freely, and can even pour all the power of the sky thunder contained in the thunder cloud into the spirit thunder.

At this moment, although the four top spiritual creatures are still missing, the spirit thunder is extremely close to the real purple sky god thunder and supernatural power.

He Qing carefully realized that this state is extremely rare.

Not only the vertical pupils are activated, but also the extreme body can fully unleash one's own potential.

All his own accumulation, all his skills and spells flowed and merged in his mind.

Swish!
A silver light like a pillar of heaven suddenly appeared in the obscure wind and rain.

In an instant, all wind and rain came to a standstill.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder flashed past, and all the Yin Qi dissipated along the way.

Qingming Sanren was casting a spell, but he didn't even react, with a sinister smile on his face.

When the silver light poured on him, it was as if a finger stretched out from the sky wiped away an ant easily.

The silver light disappeared suddenly, and the whole world returned to darkness.

The wind and rain rustled, and a small river appeared in the wilderness spreading wantonly.

He Qing let out a breath.

Although this Qingming Sanren was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his aura was vain.

In terms of real strength, I am afraid that it is similar to the casual cultivators in the late foundation establishment period of the four states.

To deal with this kind of character, He Qing used almost all his strength to attack, in addition to Lei Yun's assistance.

The mana in the Sky Thunder Orb flows and fills He Qing's body continuously.

That blow had exhausted all his mana.

But there is no need to panic with Tianleizhu by his side.

The thunderclouds were still rolling, without any intention of stopping.

He Qing continued to close his eyes and began to practice.

There are dozens of figures hiding in the world.

Some of them are just watching the theater on the sidelines, because life is boring.

And some are carefully observing He Qing's cultivation method, trying to gain some insights from it.

There is another group of people who are unruly.

However, in that flash of thunder, all the monks were shocked.

"What is that?!" Someone was shocked and couldn't figure it out.

The few people who had been sneaking saw Qingming Sanren disappear from the world in an instant, as casually as if a mosquito had been crushed to death.

They were suddenly terrified.

After all, Qingming Sanren is a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, with a monstrous name.

The lives contaminated in the hands are even more unknown.

Who would have thought that he would be crushed to death at this moment today.

Everyone came here by accident, and they had a temporary idea in their hearts.

He Qing saw some figures fleeing in a hurry, but he didn't take it seriously.

Those who stayed saw that He Qing had no intention of expelling them, so they continued to stay and observe.

It turned out that when the three people saw the death of Qingming Sanren, they immediately smiled happily.

"This Qingming Sanren really deserves to die, but who is this person who cultivates? I'm afraid he came from some immortals."

The burly figure's pupils shrank immediately when he saw that scene.

In that thunder light, he also felt a sense of insignificance.

"I'm looking at the Eastern Seawood of the Sea Sect's True Inheritance. Fellow Daoists, would you be interested in having a drink together?" the burly man shouted.

He Qing heard the voice.

But the face he revealed at this time is naturally not his original face.

And relying on the lightning speed, He Qing is not afraid of any foundation cultivator.

If you can't fight, you can run and hide.

"Not interested in."

The burly man showed a trace of regret when he heard it.

But in my heart, I also feel that this person is either from the Taoist sect such as Tianhuo Daozong, Ice Dao, or from some powerful hermits.

Wang Haizong himself is nothing in front of these forces.

Sighing lightly, he left.

This thunderstorm lasted for half a month.

Naturally, He Qing has been practicing for half a month.

During the period, people kept passing by to observe, but there were still a few people who never left.

They warned others not to have evil thoughts in their hearts, but to quietly observe and understand the method together.

Some people don't believe it when they hear about Qingming Sanren, but they dare not try it, lest they lose their lives.

He Qing looks inside himself.

I saw that my first orifice was already hanging in my heart and soul like the sun and moon, shining brightly.

Ten thousand strands of silver light dispelled all the fog.

It even directly let He Qing see the location of the next essence.

'The development level of my skill has almost reached the limit, and it's time to open the next skill. 'He Qing thought in her heart.

The essence of an ordinary monk is like a lantern.

Zongmen disciples may be like torches.

It is possible to build an authentic foundation like a morning star.

He Qing looked at his own essence like the sun and the moon, and wondered if this essence could be compared to the essence of the heavenly root.

He didn't know how many spiritual things he swallowed in this essence, and sacrificed with various methods.

Now He Qing's Zixiao Shenlei Secret Code has many gaps with the original Zixiao Shenlei Secret Code, and has changed into his own method, his own way.

It can be said that tolerance is great, and it incorporates the essence of countless exercises.

With a thought, He Qing opened the second orifice.

When the second essence is accumulated, you can enter the middle stage of foundation establishment.

This process takes about a year or so.

Compared with other monks, He Qing's practice speed is extremely fast.

And with the opening of the first orifice, the cultivation of the second orifice will be easier.

With a thought, He Qing turned into a flash of thunder and disappeared over the wilderness.

Go back to Lihai City.

As soon as he returned to the house, He Qing saw a person waiting in front of the door.

"Dare to ask but He Qinghe alchemist?" The man ran over with a respectful expression.

"you are?"

"I am a member of Cheng Yuan, my lady He alchemy hosted a banquet in Shangde Fang"

"Not interested in."

During these days in Lihai City, he went in and out, but he never talked with other people.

But now that his cultivation has advanced further, there is no need to press himself so hard.

The spirit also felt a sense of exhaustion during such a long practice.

It is the right way to recover after a break.

On the other hand, the contract between He Qing and Tiandi Pavilion is coming to an end.

He has no intention of leaving, but instead wants to show his strength even more, so as to strive for more favorable conditions.

'Looks like it's time to work hard on alchemy. '

(End of this chapter)