Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 625: The Great Dao is derived from the Nine-fold Thunder, this body should be a true immortal body

At the same time, a mysterious feeling also emerged. As long as he thought about it, the thunder tribulation would dissipate immediately...

Above the clouds, Zhuang Yan had already nodded with a smile. He was actually very pleased that his disciple had surpassed him, and he was happy for Chen Mu from the bottom of his heart.

But when he looked at the calamity clouds that showed no sign of dispersing, his heart skipped a beat. While frowning, he still chose to speak out a warning:

"Chen Mu, the Eighth Heavenly Thunder is beyond our ability to contend with. Even among the great cultivators of the Middle Earth, few can succeed."

Perhaps he was afraid that Chen Mu's obsession was too deep, so he paused and said earnestly: "The seventh level is already the path to becoming a genius, don't lose the big picture for the sake of small things..."

"Losing the big picture for the sake of the small..."

Chen Mu muttered to himself, not knowing that in his heart, if he gave up at this point, he would be truly losing the big picture for the small.

"Master, please be at ease. I am confident!"

He laughed out loud, looking quite calm.

However, Zhuang Yan still sighed. With his keen eyesight, he could clearly see that Chen Mu's Lingshu Qingyuan True Water had reached its limit. If he continued to use it forcibly, it would definitely cause a backlash on his supernatural powers.

By then, it will be too late to regret...

The clouds grew darker and darker, and the rain was almost as heavy as a waterfall.

Zhuang Yan wanted to speak out to persuade him, but before he could open his mouth, he heard a rumbling sound lingering in his ears. He looked up and had to keep silent.

Now that the thunder has already happened, he should not disturb his mind by speaking...

Chen Mu also put away his calm expression, secretly made hand gestures, and silently recited in his heart.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the sky, mixed with a hint of purple.

A six thousand foot long lightning flash appeared in an instant, soaring into the sky, and transformed into the shape of a coiled dragon, swooping down to kill. The two horns on the top of the head had turned purple!

"it's time……"

At this moment, a thought gently arose in Chen Mu's mind.

The next moment, Nanming Mountain trembled suddenly, the water surged in all directions, and all the waters in the long river of heaven returned to its source. With a clear cry, the shadow of a blue phoenix flew out from it, and reached the peak at the same time as the dragon lightning!
The raging water and the purple thunder dragon all vented their anger at this time, just like the first separation of heaven and earth, where water and fire could not coexist.

"Wow!"

The brilliance of the water cleanses the long river, and the rhythm of the avenue takes another step forward!
The long-awaited moment finally arrived, Lingshu Qingyuan True Water actually advanced to the ultimate level at this moment!
"boom!"

The rolling waves splashed everywhere, and the purple thunder dragon plunged into the water-colored light.

Chen Mu calmed his mind, frowned, and tried his best to suppress the thunder.

There were only muffled thunder sounds, and golden and purple light flashed in the water, stirring up heavy waves that were a hundred thousand feet high!
Fortunately, the void space is boundless, and no matter how huge the waves are, they eventually slowly stop moving.

"Done?"

Zhuang Yan's heart was moved. He really couldn't believe it, but the scene before him couldn't be faked...

Having achieved the eighth level of Nascent Soul, he is already the top in this world!

It can be foreseen that his disciple's future will be on par with those great monks in the Central Earth!

Chen Mu's body trembled, and the Nascent Soul in his body was tempered again.

Unlike the previous times, this time of tempering actually produced lines of water ripples crawling up the Nascent Soul's skin. The lines were simple yet contained infinite Taoist rhyme, which made people dizzy when watching.

"The trace of the great road..."

Chen Mu was delighted and couldn't help but concentrate on exploring it, immersed in it...

After a moment, the mysterious feeling came again. He paused and looked up at the sky.

Of the nine levels of heavenly thunder, only the last level remains.

And this last level has not appeared in Beiyuan for nearly ten thousand years.

In the Central Plains of China, he was just a great cultivator five thousand years ago who withstood the nine levels of heavenly thunder, but was ultimately unable to make it through and died with regret.

Of course, these are just the records that have been passed down. As for whether anyone has achieved the ninth level of Nascent Soul in private, that is unknown...

"Those who follow the way become adults, those who go against the way become immortals." "The great way is ahead, and there is no room for retreat... The world's enemies are defeated, but I want to be something other than ordinary people!"

One thought arises, nine levels of fall follow!

The clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and endless purple light reflected the sky!
This thunder is invisible. It feels as if something has been born between heaven and earth, affecting the way of heaven, so it is necessary to send down infinite power to eliminate it.

Under this extreme pressure, the Nanming Dojo where Chen Mu was located seemed to be torn apart...

Above the clouds, Zhuang Yan did not show much surprise, but instead revealed a hint of anticipation.

He was surprised by the experience just now. He had already discovered that Chen Mu's background was far beyond his imagination. Now even he felt that Chen Mu could survive the nine levels of heavenly thunder and achieve the status of a True Immortal Nascent Soul...

At the same time, a million miles away.

A beam of light suddenly stopped, revealing a figure inside.

The Taoist priest in a grey robe had a handsome face and a tall, thin figure. His hair was tied up high with a crown, and a few strands of hair fell down, adding a touch of casualness. The gourd hanging around his waist exuded a faint aroma of wine.

If a cultivator from Qianyuan Sect were to meet him, he would definitely call him Yunsu Sanren!

He raised one eyebrow and looked towards the direction of Fushan and Changhe with great interest. His sight seemed to be able to penetrate millions of miles and fall on the top of Nanming Mountain.

"Nine-fold thunder tribulation, it's rare..."

Nanming Mountain, the world is purple.

Chen Mu calmed his mind and saw a purple area in front of him. Although there was no strong momentum, he could still feel the thunder.

This thunder is everywhere, as if it came out of thin air, or as if it appears in the soul, making it impossible to guard against it.

He had originally thought that the final level of heavenly thunder could be resisted with external objects, but when he summoned the inherited soul flag and ordered Taixuan to bring thousands of ghosts to attack, he realized that his cleverness was just cleverness after all...

Thousands of ghosts had no effect on this invisible thunderbolt, and they couldn't even find where the lightning was going.

In this case, Chen Mu simply abandoned all external means and decisively used his most confident innate magical power.

The brilliance of the water reflected everything, and the shallow ripples surrounded him.

In just this instant, the thunderbolt suddenly descended!

The water-colored light was instantly reflected into purple, and Chen Mu felt an irresistible force erupting. The water light with the highest magical power collapsed in an instant, and the Milky Way poured down and rolled over the mountain top.

The force of the thunder was not diminished, Chen Mu felt pain all over his body, and a blood mist surrounded him.

What was even more terrifying was that the thunder did not stop but went straight towards the Nascent Soul in the Dantian.

This is not the invisible tempering force after enduring the heavenly thunder, but the real nine-fold tribulation thunder!
Not to mention the Eighth Level Nascent Soul that has not yet achieved success, even if the solemn Nascent Soul is here, one would not dare to contact it easily.

And at this dangerous moment, thanks to the "Wuwang Visualization Diagram", the Nascent Soul Qi that was found earlier came into play.

The three-inch Nascent Soul was spiritual and Chen Mu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. Instead of retreating, he advanced and drove the Nascent Soul to meet the thunder!

"The great Dao is obtained from the Nine-fold Thunder, this body should be a true immortal body!"

"boom!"

Endless lightning fell on his body, and while his Nascent Soul was in pain, the water ripples on his body surface were constantly rippling and changing...

It seemed like a long time had passed, and the omnipresent thunderbolts gradually began to gather and merge together. The changes became less and less, and the chaos became more and more smooth.

Until the end, the thunder formed a faint torrent, which was powerful but no longer threatening...

Chen Mu's tense mind finally relaxed. Sensing the extraordinary and magical Ninth Level Nascent Soul, his brows moved slightly and he slowly smiled.

But at this moment, the torrent of thunder that was already coming to an end suddenly shook, and a ray of lightning emerged from it again, falling straight into the depths of the dantian.

"The tenth level of tribulation thunder?"

Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat, but in the blink of an eye he realized that the lightning wasn't heading towards him, but towards the mysterious water lotus plant deep inside its roots...

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(End of this chapter)