In response to Cheng Hao's request, Wang Lin was slightly silent, and then pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and for a moment, a thunder mark emitting silver light appeared.

This Thunder Seal looks similar in shape to the Thunder Seal of the Lightning Thunder Clan, but its power is extremely different.

Cheng Hao opened the magical powers of his left eye, and only after observing for a moment, he understood the so-called original principle.

The so-called origin, to put it bluntly, is actually a law.

If each law is divided into ten levels, then Wang Lin's understanding of the law of thunder and lightning is only at the third level, and has not yet reached the fourth level.

But what is different from Cheng Hao is that the three-layer thunder and lightning law that Wang Lin has felt was merged in advance and turned into a silver mark, and this fusion mark is the origin, only after the three-layer law is merged. The imprint formed gave Cheng Hao a power to comprehend the six-layer thunder and lightning law, which should not be underestimated.

"It turns out that this is the origin!"

Since Cheng Hao has practiced the Tao of Yin and Yang, he has been trying to integrate the laws of different schools. He has never thought that different levels of the same law can be combined.

"Yes, this is the origin. Although the origin of my thunder and lightning is still very weak, it is only a mark, but if the black **** thunder is swallowed, perhaps the origin of thunder and lightning will be great, maybe it will be transformed. It turns into a seed, and it will eventually bloom and bear fruit, maybe!"

Speaking of the latter, Wang Lin himself laughed, he just said casually, he didn't think the mark would turn into a seed, let alone blossom and bear fruit.

However, talking about unintentional and the listener's intention was just a joke for Wang Lin, but for Cheng Hao, it was tantamount to a slap, and it made him feel like he was stunned.

"Haha, I understand, I finally understand how to go on the road in the future!"

Amidst the laughter, Cheng Hao ignored Wang Lin's presence, and then directly sat cross-legged on the mountain peak, his soul turned into a past Buddha, and then began to quickly deduct it.

A little bit of time passed, and each day passed, Cheng Hao had no intention of waking up. After Wang Lin waited for two days, he stopped waiting and went to the settlement of the Thunder Clan to find a way to swallow the black divine thunder.

Until three months later, Cheng Hao, who was covered in dust, woke up from his epiphany, his body was shaken, and the dust on his body was shaken off, with a smile on his face. The whole person seemed to be much more relaxed than before.

"Although there are still some details that are not fully deduced, the next level of cultivation of the third, fourth, and even fifth levels has generally been deduced. As long as I do not fall in the middle, I will enter the fifth level, which is time. That’s it!"

Comprehend a rule to the eighth level, you can step into the third-level realm. After fully comprehending a law and fusing all ten levels of it, it can be transformed into a Dao-seed in the primordial spirit. If the Dao-seed is completed, it will be immortal. By this time, you have stepped into it. The fourth level, immortality and immortality, is the immortal golden fairy!

As for the fifth stage, in Cheng Hao’s deduction, at least a dozen Taoist species need to be integrated into the Yin-Yang Dao, so that the Yin-Yang Dao will be transformed, and a Dao fruit will be condensed. In the river of time, it is for Da Luo Jinxian!

"The realm of cultivation has been determined. As for how to improve it later, it will not be too late to wait until the third step is reached!"

He clapped his hands happily, and Cheng Hao swallowed hundreds of thousands of thunder crystals in one bite again, and sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, preparing to urge him to comprehend the law of thunder and lightning to the eighth floor.

"The thunder of elements, the thunder of vitality, the thunder of justice, the thunder of thought, the thunder of judgment, the thunder of destruction... This eighth level of thunder and lightning law is the thunder of good fortune, which is more powerful than the seventh level of death. Lei, the difficulty of comprehension has more than doubled!"

Cheng Hao sighed. The eighth level of the law of lightning is the watershed between the second and third levels. It is almost impossible to comprehend if it is less than the third-level realm. He is relying on the plug-in with the left eye and the massive consumption of thunder spar. , Just want to test and comprehend it, otherwise he will not waste time here if he changes other rules.

However, if you want to understand the eighth level of thunder and lightning law, the amount of thunder spar that needs to be consumed is really terrifying. In just half a month, he swallowed nearly 100 million thunder spar. This kind of consumption speed, even It was Gongsun Wan'er and Zhong Dahong's looting day and night, and they couldn't keep up with Cheng Hao's needs.

"It's too slow, they are still too slow to collect thunder spar!"

Cheng Hao was a little dissatisfied. He got up from his cultivation, patted the dust on his robe, then looked up at the other cultivation stars in the starry sky, preparing to go out and search for the thunder spar himself.

Knowing the plot, he naturally knows where there are the most thunder spar. For this seven million worlds in captivity, the world monks are used as pigs and sheep to kill the lightning thunder clan who collects thought thunder at any time, he does not have the slightest favor. Cheng Hao would not feel guilty or embarrassed for robbing their thunder spar!

Buzzing!

Just as Cheng Hao was about to set off to collect Lei Jing in person, suddenly, a cloud of dark smoke appeared in the distant sky. There seemed to be monks in the smoke, hurriedly fleeing from the horizon, getting closer and closer to Cheng Hao's location. .

"Ok?"

Cheng Hao frowned. As soon as he saw the black mist, Cheng Hao subconsciously thought that Gongsun Wan'er was chased and killed, but when he looked closely, he found that it was not Gongsun Wan'er, but someone else. .

The black mist was transformed by a ghost with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, and curled up with a beautiful woman with a sneer, rushing to escape in the direction of Cheng Hao.

"If you can't escape, you caught me in the first place, and you have already caused a terrible disaster! Now only an elder is dispatched, letting you run away, and it will not take long before my father will come out. Refining you into a soul thunder, endure thousands of years of torture, and relieve my hatred!" The beautiful woman said with sarcasm in her eyes.

"Shut up! Your grandpa Xu hasn't seen any storms before, and this bit of wind and rain is nothing!" The ghost cultivator's incarnation stretched out his right hand from the black mist, slapped the woman directly, and said angrily.

At this moment, the sky was roaring and resounding, and the sound of thunder was shaking the sky and the earth, turning into an endless roar that filled the sky and the earth. The whole sky was suddenly dark, but in a moment, there were countless silver snakes flying around, and the whole sky was filled in the interlacing. The last day is coming!

In the sky, an old man wearing a green shirt came in big steps, often under one step, it seemed to cross countless stars, just a few steps, and he came behind the black mist!

The moment the old man in Tsing Yi appeared, the black mist trembled, and a young face with a sharp-mouthed monkey gill emerged from it, and he yelled anxiously in the direction where Cheng Hao was.

"Senior Haotian, help me! My master is Wang Lin, seniors help me!"

I like Manman Zhutian, please collect it: (lightnovelpub.net) Manman Zhutian's literature updates the fastest.