Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

The cliffs rise high into the clouds.

Stone steps wind their way up the steep rock face, with a meditation platform every few dozen meters along the way.

The higher you go, the lower the thunderclouds appear, and the more terrifying the falling lightning becomes.

A dozen or so outer disciples were sitting near the foot of the mountain.

Most of them only dared to use the scattered electric arcs to temper their flesh. If even a little golden lightning struck, someone would convulse in pain and quickly stop their cultivation.

Xilun ascended the stone steps.

The first stone platform.

The second stone platform.

The third stone platform.

He stopped when he was almost halfway up the mountain.

There are no ordinary inner court disciples here anymore.

Thunderclouds rolled overhead, their muffled roars sounding like a giant beast panting in the clouds.

The air was filled with the smell of burnt wood mixed with rainwater, and the exposed rock walls were blackened and smooth from countless lightning strikes.

Xilun sat cross-legged in the center of a stone platform.

Three lightning patterns lit up.

As the golden lightning vortex circulated, the scattered fragments of lightning around him were immediately drawn in and slowly flowed into his body.

The lightning flowed along the route of the first three turns, gradually approaching the location of the fourth lightning pattern.

Beneath the skin of his chest, a faint golden mark was faintly visible.

Xilun attempted to guide the power of lightning into his internal organs.

The familiar sense of oppression returned.

Instead of forcing a breakthrough, he slowed down his cultivation, letting the lightning force grind over his muscles and tendons repeatedly, tempering his body in a gentle way.

Half an hour passed.

The fourth lightning mark was only slightly clearer.

At this rate, it would take at least a year to complete the fourth transformation.

Xiren frowned.

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The Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture involves drawing thunder power into the body and condensing it into a tiny, constantly rotating vortex.

With each additional rotation, Lei Li would further temper his body.

The lightning energy around Keming Thunder Cliff is too dispersed.

Relying solely on breathing and absorbing nutrients is not very efficient.

If we could directly summon a bolt of lightning...

Xilun looked up at the clouds.

This wasn't the first time he had tried this method.

In the past, when he was cultivating the first three stages, he also forcibly absorbed lightning with the Heart of the Thunder Dragon.

But that mostly relies on the body to withstand the force, making it impossible to precisely control the point of impact of the lightning, and the slightest carelessness could damage the internal organs.

As he was pondering, an old voice came from behind him.

"Thunder is not water."

"When you use the Overturning Sea Technique to guide the power of lightning, you will naturally feel stagnation everywhere."

Xilun turned his head.

An elderly man with disheveled hair appeared at the edge of the stone platform at some point.

The old man was wearing a faded gray robe, ordinary cloth shoes, and carrying a wine-red teapot.

The raindrops fell on his head and then silently slid to the sides.

Xilun did not sense any presence.

If the other party hadn't spoken up, he wouldn't have even noticed that there was another person on the stone platform.

"Please give me some guidance, senior."

Siron rose and bowed.

The old man yawned and slowly walked up to him.

"Release your strength."

Xilun raised his right hand, and a wisp of the Overturning Sea Technique energy appeared in his palm.

The old man looked down.

"The moisture level is quite high, and the tempering is about 70% complete."

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"Unfortunately, it's not clean."

Xilun's eyes flickered slightly.

"Who do you mean by 'senior'?"

The old man extended a finger and gently touched it from several inches away.

The blue-black energy in Xilun's palm suddenly surged.

Those deeply hidden dark red particles seemed to be repelled by some force, and they all came to show themselves, gathering into a wisp of faint black and red mist.

"You have been tainted by evil."

The old man withdrew his finger.

"This thing has roots. Freezing it with cold only makes it sink; bombarding it with lightning can only disperse it temporarily."

"The purer your strength, the deeper it is hidden."

"When your strength is fully developed and you try to penetrate into your bone marrow, it will follow."

Xilun's expression darkened slightly.

This is consistent with his judgment.

But the old man was able to force out the power of the evil god with just one glance, so his strength was obviously far beyond that of an ordinary elder.

"Is there a way to expel it?"

"have."

The old man picked up the teapot and took a sip.

"To discard all one's strength and start cultivating anew is the cleanest way."

Xilun remained silent.

If their strength is lost, the ancient water breath and the power of the evil god will inevitably go out of control at the same time.

Moreover, the Overturning Sea Technique is his current foundation, and he would never easily give it up.

The old man glanced at him.

"Reluctant to part with it?"

"It's not that I'm reluctant to part with it."

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Xilun said calmly:

"But this method won't work for me."

"The evil force in my right arm won't disappear just because I've lost my strength. Without the strength to suppress it, it will become even more dangerous."

The old man's gaze fell on Xilun's right arm.

Beneath his sleeves, thirty-six blood locks quietly wrapped around the evil god's severed limbs, without any abnormality.

"I can see it clearly."

He uncorked the teapot and said slowly:

"Then we can only wash it little by little."

"Ordinary lightning can't break this thing because it's too weak. The lightning of heaven and earth is extremely powerful and fierce, and is meant to exorcise evil and destroy wickedness. If you can draw real lightning into your energy and use the Vortex Scripture to repeatedly refine it, you can naturally force out these impurities."

Xilun looked up at Leiyun.

"Directly drawing lightning into the body?"

"Scared?"

"I was just thinking about how to control the thunder."

The old man grinned.

"You've got some nerve, kid."

"Nine out of ten practitioners of thunder magic have thought about drawing thunder into their bodies, but in the end, they either sever their meridians or burn their internal organs. The real problem is never whether they dare to or not, but whether they know how to do it."

He casually put down the teapot and raised his right hand.

Bring your index and middle fingers together.

There was no fluctuation of energy, nor any lengthy incantation.

A bolt of silvery-white lightning suddenly tore through the clouds and fell straight down from a height of hundreds of meters.

Boom!

Lightning engulfed the entire stone platform.

Xilun's pupils contracted, instinctively activating the lightning patterns.

However, the lightning bolt, powerful enough to severely injure a third-tier extreme realm cultivator, did not strike the two of them, but stopped half a foot away from the old man's fingertips.

The raging thunder, like a giant silver python bound by invisible chains, twisted and writhed in mid-air.

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The old man flicked his finger.

The lightning immediately dissipated into hundreds of tiny arcs of electricity, which fell evenly into the surrounding rocks, leaving only a dense array of charred holes.

"Did you understand?"

Xilun remained silent for a moment.

"no."

The old man paused, then burst out laughing.

"That's honest, though."

He picked up the teapot again, tilted his head back, and took a sip.

"This technique is called the Lightning Summoning Technique."

"During cultivation, first use your physical strength to construct a channel capable of withstanding lightning, then use your mental energy to lock onto the lightning power within the thunderclouds. What you draw down is not the entire bolt of lightning, but just a wisp of it."

"Once the body adapts, gradually increase the lightning power."

Xilun memorized the actions he had just performed.

"Could you please teach me, senior?"

"Can."

The old man answered very casually.

Xilun was slightly taken aback.

Techniques capable of summoning thunder and lightning could not possibly be passed down in an ordinary way, even within the Holy Light Monastery.

The other party was a complete stranger to him, yet was willing to teach him directly, which was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

"May I ask your name, senior?"

The old man put the stopper back on the kettle.

"I haven't used my name in so long that I've almost forgotten it."

"But people here usually call me Dean."

Xilun's eyes narrowed.

He had just met the abbot at the Holy Light Tower yesterday.

However, at that time, the other party was sitting high up, shrouded in soft holy light, and his face and aura were concealed.

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The old man before them withdrew his holy light, changed into an ordinary gray robe, and his demeanor was like that of a completely different person.

"Dean."

Siron bowed again.

The dean waved his hand.

"At Thunder Cliff, there's no need to follow these rules."

"The cultivation technique I practice also happens to be the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture. Since you were able to get here, it means you have some affinity with this technique."

"Watch closely, I'll only demonstrate three times."

He raised his fingertips again.

This time, the movements were much slower.

A wisp of almost transparent energy rose from his fingertips, forming dozens of fine lines in mid-air.

The patterns intertwined, like a small, upside-down vortex.

The thunderclouds in the sky were drawn in.

The silvery-white lightning fell along the center of the vortex, weakened by layers of force, and finally turned into a strand as thin as a hair, merging into the dean's palm.

Xilun activated his Thunder Eye and memorized every single change in the pattern.

After three times, the dean withdrew his hand.

"The core of the lightning-summoning technique is not to forcibly pull, but to let the lightning find you on its own."

"As for how much you can master, that depends on yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the teapot and walked up the cliff.

The seemingly slow footsteps brought the figure to a hundred meters away.

Xilun watched his retreating figure, then sat down cross-legged again.

Following the dean's demonstration, he concentrated the power of the Overturning Sea Technique at his fingertips.

The first time, the energy patterns dissipated immediately after only three lines were formed.

The second time, a conflict occurred when the fifth layer was being constructed, and a bloody gash was blown out of the fingertip.

the third time……

failure.

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After more than twenty repetitions, Xilun's fingertips were already torn and bleeding.

His comprehension has never been outstanding.

You can only remember the general outline of many things after seeing them once. To truly master them, you must practice them repeatedly.

But that's exactly what he has in abundance.

Xilun raised his hand again.

The energy patterns slowly formed.

failure.

Come again.

By evening, the thirty-sixth line had finally managed to close with difficulty.

The thunderclouds overhead trembled slightly.

A bolt of electricity thinner than a hair fell from the clouds and struck Xilun's hand crookedly.

A sharp pain came.

The arc of electricity lingered within the body for only a moment before being absorbed by the Thunder Dragon's Heart.

However, a line of blurry information that only he could see appeared before Xilun's eyes.

Lightning Summoning Technique: Beginner experience increased.

He looked up at Lei Yun.

At the top of the cliff, the dean lay on a rock charred black by lightning, his gray robe covering half his face, seemingly asleep.

Xilun withdrew his gaze.

He didn't stop after his first success; he raised his finger again.

Tiny bolts of lightning fell from the clouds.

Only one out of the first ten attempts will succeed.

Three days later, two out of ten attempts will be successful.

Half a month later, he was able to reliably construct a complete lightning-inducing channel.

After the lightning entered his body, Xilun no longer allowed the Thunder Dragon Heart to absorb it directly. Instead, he used the Overturning Sea Technique to envelop it and send it into his dantian.

The extremely powerful and intense lightning force clashed with the blue-black energy.

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The dark red particles hidden within seemed to scatter outwards like oil exposed to intense heat.

Xilun immediately activated the Golden Thunder Vortex Sutra.

The three lightning patterns formed a vortex, repeatedly compressing the wisp of lightning and forcing it to pass through the energy again and again.

Each time it passes through, a small portion of the dark red impurities is burned into black smoke.

The black smoke is expelled from the body along the meridians, condensing on the skin surface into a layer of sticky dirt that emits a fishy odor.

The process was extremely painful.

The lightning was not only dispelling the power of the evil god, but also scorching his muscles and internal organs.

However, Xilun astutely realized that this power of thunder was not wasted.

The weakened lightning power merged into the flesh and blood, which was just enough to propel the Golden Lightning Vortex through its fourth revolution.

The previously blurry fourth lightning pattern is becoming clearer at an extremely slow but steady pace.

Remove impurities.

Tempering one's physique.

Cultivating thunder magic.

The three elements surprisingly form a complete cycle.

In the days that followed, Siren would come to Thunder Bluff almost every day.

In the morning, I refined my strength and power through the practice of the "Overturning the Sea" technique.

Lightning struck in the afternoon.

At night, he would return to his lodgings to practice spear techniques and body movements. When his strength was exhausted, he would then use the Overturning Sea Technique to recover.

His life was so monotonous it was almost austere.

The ranking of the top ten in the inner court has attracted a lot of attention, and some people have come to challenge them to a duel.

Xilun mostly refused, only occasionally choosing to spar with disciples skilled in spear fighting or body tempering techniques to verify his own progress.

The dean remained at the top of Thunderclap Cliff.

Sometimes he drinks tea, sometimes he sleeps, and most of the time he just sits under the clouds and yawns.

Bolts of lightning, powerful enough to destroy a fifth-tier extraordinary being, struck the mountaintop, yet they couldn't even damage the hem of his clothes.

He occasionally looked down at the boy halfway up the mountain who was constantly drawing lightning into his body.

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Xilun's comprehension is not particularly impressive.

A true genius might be able to master the same lightning-inducing structure after seeing it three times, but he would need to fail dozens of times.

But after each failure, Xilun would start over.

There were no complaints, and no discouragement.

Even if the progress is only the slightest, he can retain it in the next practice session.

One month.

two months.

By the third month, Xilun was able to draw down lightning bolts as thick as his arm, then divide them into hundreds of strands through the lightning channel and send them into his body one by one.

The dark red impurities in the dantian are decreasing.

The fourth lightning pattern gradually extended from the initial blurry trace to the chest and abdomen.

At the end of the fourth month, a fourth layer of rotating trajectory finally appeared in the center of the golden lightning vortex formed by the three lightning patterns.

Until a rainy night in the fifth month.

Thunder roared like a tidal wave from Minglei Cliff.

Xilun sat cross-legged in the center of a stone platform halfway up the mountain, the surrounding rocks already stained crimson by lightning.

A bolt of golden lightning, as thick as a water bucket, crashed down from the sky.

Lightning pierced through the clouds and cliffs, completely engulfing his body.

Three golden lightning patterns lit up simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, the fourth lightning pattern emerged from his chest and slowly closed along his spine, waist, abdomen, and arms.

boom!

The Golden Thunder Vortex completed its fourth rotation.

The violent lightning no longer rammed into the internal organs, but instead flowed through the entire body along a completely new route.

A series of fine popping sounds rang out from inside Xilun's body.

The muscles trembled.

Bone fever.

The last wisp of dark red impurity hidden in his energy was forced out from the depths of his dantian by the lightning and surged up his throat.

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Xilun opened his mouth and exhaled a cloud of dark red and black gas.

The moment the black energy came into contact with the outside world, it was instantly shattered by the surrounding lightning.

After the power of the Overturning Sea Technique is freed from impurities, it becomes as pure as a deep sea after rain, unlike anything ever before.

Although the level of tempering has only improved slightly compared to five months ago, there is no longer that faint sluggishness when circulating qi.

The pollution caused by the loosening of the seal on the remnant of the evil god in the Blackwater Abyss has finally been completely eradicated.

Xilun slowly opened his eyes.

Four golden lightning patterns flowed beneath the skin before finally disappearing again.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air tinged with faint lightning.

After five months of arduous training, the Golden Thunder Vortex Scripture finally completed its fourth cycle.

The gains he made during this period were even greater than he had anticipated.

At the top of the cliff, the dean lifted the gray robe covering his face and looked down.

"Finally done."

He yawned and rolled over.

Meanwhile, halfway up the mountain, Xilun had already concealed his aura and walked towards his residence with the Canglei Spear in hand.

The fourth stage of the Thunder Magic is just the beginning.

After the evil god's power was dispelled, the last obstacle to achieving perfect strength also disappeared.

Next, he can truly attempt to break through to the third-tier extreme realm.

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