The power of this last robbery thunder is so powerful that it absorbs more than half of the power with the powerful ability to control the thunder of the thunder curse, and uses the unparalleled immortal sword to cut open the thunder and thunder clouds, but That's it, the remaining thunder light still stubbornly fell on Ji Yuan's body.

This tribulation thunder was not a solid hit, but it was absolutely unbearable, making Ji Yuan fully feel the long-lost pain.

But the more it gets to this moment, the less Ji Yuan can't give up. Ninety percent of it has been passed, and less than ten percent of the previous effort has been given up. It's absolutely unpleasant that it is not as simple as vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

However, this is not entirely a bad thing, because even if Ji Fate can block all the thunder without any effort, this calamity is the calamity of the scroll, and it is impossible for a trace of thunder to fall on the scroll, otherwise there may not be a next time. .

In a burst of thunder light, "Zizzizichachachacha...", Ji Yuan's eyes were only left with the color of purple and gold tribulation thunder.

With his whole body trembling, Ji Yuan slowly released his right hand holding the immortal sword, then approached his chest little by little, and pressed his palm against the inner pocket of the chest, where Zhihe lived.

If Ji Yuan was confident that he could hold on, then Zhihe, whose spirituality was growing day by day, would be extremely fragile. If a thunderbolt of this magnitude hits him directly, Zhihe would turn to ashes.

Fortunately, when Ji Yuan touched the kit, he could still feel the bulging paper inside. Fortunately, the kit was reinforced by special means, otherwise it would be hard to say.

The main target of Jie Lei is still Ji Yuan's "Heaven and Earth Metamorphosis", which is tightly held on his left hand, so Lei Guang only used Ji Yuan's body as a channel, and then a large number of them gathered in his left hand.

Ji Yuan used his mana to support the scroll in his left hand, and at the same time blocked the thunder with himself, and even flew out a row of magic money from his sleeve between thoughts, which instantly turned into pure mana and aura, allowing Ji Yuan At this moment, the mana greatly increased, and even a layer of magic film was coated to directly prop up the lightning.

"Zizi...zi..."

The last ray of thunder finally disappeared, and this ridge and several surrounding peaks were bubbling with smoke. Ji Yuan stood there, calming his heartbeat and turbulent mana, and his body was also full of white smoke.

"Boom..."

The thunder was still ringing, but Ji Yuan was not panicked. He looked up at the sky, and the shape of the rolling dark clouds was gone.

Furthermore, because of the immortal sword's slash, the billowing dark clouds split into a wide opening in the middle, and sunlight shone out from it, illuminating the mountain as a band of light, which also increased the visibility a lot.

Although there is still thunder in the sky, it is no longer the kind of terrifying tribulation thunder.

"Huh..."

Ji Yuan took a deep breath and let out a long breath, let go of the right hand that was always on his chest, and then looked down at the scroll in his left hand.

The original white color of the rice paper has disappeared, and the paper roll now has a withered yellow color, and even some of the edges have some specious traces of scorching.

On the chest, the little Zhihe drilled out of the kit, stuck out a head and looked at Ji Yuan's left hand, seeing that this usually white hand was now faintly black.

However, Ji Yuan didn't have the time to pay attention to her injury now, and even forgot the pain, she carefully grabbed the upper and lower ends of the paper roll with both hands, and then unfolded it little by little.

From the outside, the scroll is not intact, so at this moment Ji Yuan's heart that has just relaxed a little is tense again.

Finally, as the scroll unfolded, Ji Yuan saw the words, and his handwriting was still eye-catching. As more and more words were displayed, the gods and meanings on them were gradually revealed in his eyes.

The ink marks of these words are black, and even occasionally show a golden-purple color for a short time.

"It's fine! It's fine!"

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Yuan really relaxed, and his body wasn't as tense as before.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The torrential rain fell at this moment, and the heavy rain drowned out the flames ignited by the lightning on the surrounding hills, causing the earth to drop the temperature.

Ji Yuan didn't use any supernatural powers, and let the heavy rain hit him. The cold rain lifted his spirits and made him more sober.

Until now, the tingling pain all over his body, especially his left hand, became more and more obvious.

"Hey...it hurts!"

Ji Yuan laughed at himself. With his concentration and strong mind, he naturally couldn't bear the pain, but it didn't mean that the pain would be relieved. For other practitioners, it would be so painful to stand on his feet. unstable.

Then Ji Yuan gently brushed his left arm with his right hand, and the charred black color on it disappeared instantly, and some black fine powder also fell off.

The arm was the same as before, as if there was no pain, but only Ji Yuan knew that it was only an appearance, and the inside was still the injury that should be hurt.

Compared with the belated rain on the barren hills where Jiyuan is located, the entire Tongqiu Mansion has long been bathed in this thunderstorm. Except for a few people, the people of Tongqiu Mansion do not know that a mortal accident has occurred somewhere. thing.

Inside the Daliang Temple, the monk Huitong and the eldest princess Chu Ruyan dragged their futons and sat together on the corridor under the eaves outside the monk hall. The female official was standing next to the pillar in the distance. All three were watching the heavy rain.

"Boom..."

The sound of thunder still sounded, and the eldest princess suddenly said something after listening to the sound of thunder.

"It seems that the thunder is much smaller than before? But the rain seems to be heavier."

"Well, the thunder is indeed a little smaller than before!"

While the two were talking, the rain was getting heavier.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The wind and rain were whistling in the sky, and the thunder was also sharp. The sound of the patter hitting the ground was very dense, and there was a swaying sound on the pooled puddles.

"Ugh..." "Crash..."

Chu Ruyan involuntarily approached Huitong. She didn't know if it was because of the cold that she got goosebumps. It took a long time before she whispered to Huitong, who had been frowning.

"Huitong... The wind, rain and thunder are a little scary..."

Huitong was shocked, opened his eyes to look at the sky, but the words of the eldest princess reminded him.

"Today... I don't know if I'm laughing or crying!"

I hope Mr. Ji is all right!

Monk Huitong was worried in his heart, looked up at the distant sky, and suddenly looked stunned, because from a distance, there was actually a long white line in the distant sky that extended to the far end of the line of sight.

'No, it's not the white line, it's the cloud that has been separated! ’

When the Qingteng Sword slashed into the sky before, it was the time when the thunder light was at its peak, and the general area of ​​Tongqiu Mansion was full of lightning. Even the eminent monks of Daliang Temple could not notice the sword light of the fairy sword, so Huitong also discovered at this moment. The white trace of the sky, the color of the sun is especially conspicuous in the white line of the clouds.

Seeing that ray of sunshine in the distance, it seems that the haze in my heart has also been illuminated.

"Master Huitong, are there many immortals in this world like Mr. Ji who can fly away from the sky?"

The eldest princess asked softly, Huitong always folded his hands and didn't turn his head to look at her, just answered quietly.

"The poor monk's cultivation base is shallow, and his experience and knowledge are not deep, but he also knows that there are not many people like Mr. Ji in the world. As for flying and escaping, it is just one of the magical techniques. It can’t be bad, but the threshold is not very high, so it is relatively a little more.”

"Then why didn't we see it before? Are they all practicing in the world of gods?"

Chu Ruyan always looked at Huitong, and the monk Huitong's profile was still so handsome, and the slightly thicker earlobes made his overall aura more gentle.

"It's good, King Buddha Daming, the eldest princess, people in the practice naturally have a dharma field and a dharma field, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find it, but..."

Monk Huitong faced Chu Ruyan and continued with a slight smile.

"But it's not very people who can't see it all the time. It's just that ordinary people have a lot of thoughts and thoughts, and many times they can't recognize real people face to face. For example, Mr. Ji, he occasionally goes to the teahouse to listen to books, a pot of tea and two dishes of dried fruit, which is unusual. Tea guests generally applaud the storyteller's wonderful story."

"Hehe, if the eldest princess is nearby, how can you know that she is a master of immortality?"

Chu Ruyan lowered her head and thought for a while, then shook her head and replied.

"Maybe it's just an elegant person."

Perhaps it was because she was too familiar with Huitong. Even after re-acquainting with Daliang Temple, Chu Ruyan did not have any sense of distance from Huitong, and even her purpose did not change.

Under the tree in the forbidden area of ​​Daliang Temple, a monk had erected a simple canopy to prevent the table table left by Jiyuan from being directly drenched by the heavy rain.

About half an hour later, the rain of the thunderstorm gradually weakened, and then slowly stopped.

The rain came and went quickly. Even the dark clouds in the sky dissipated little by little after the rain. The sun shines on the earth again, and a rainbow hangs in the sky north of Daliang Temple.

"It's so beautiful, it's rare to be with you not to listen to the scriptures, but to watch the rainbow after the rain!"

Chu Ruyan showed a slight admiration from the gods, but the monk Huitong just sighed slightly and didn't say much.

However, when his eyes fell on the rainbow, he found that a faint light of magic was flying, which was the fate of stepping on the cloud to approach the Daliang Temple.

"Mr. Ji is back! Mr. Ji is all right!"

Huitong exclaimed with joy. The monks in the entire Daliang Temple who had a little bit of Taoism were able to discover this, and even the eldest princess and the female officials were also delighted.

Of course, Ji Yuan doesn't have nothing, but he has never met anyone who can see his details, so at least on the surface it looks like he has nothing.

When Jiyuan fell from the forbidden area of ​​Daliang Temple, there were quite a few monks around, including Huitong with the eldest princess and the female official, but still no one entered the forbidden area.

Falling under the tree~lightnovelpub.net~ Ji Yuan put his desk case into his sleeve, and then slowly walked out of this so-called forbidden area.

"Mr. Ji, what was the thunder calamity just now?"

The abbot of Daliang Temple asked a question carefully, Ji Yuan thought about it, let's not go into details about the wonderful method, so he gave a somewhat ambiguous answer.

"Master Abbot, rest assured, this calamity has nothing to do with Daliang Temple, but is caused by what Ji has just written. It has been passed safely and nothing will happen."

"It's good, it's good, Mr. Ji will be fine!"

Ji Yuan glanced over, and the monks outside the courtyard bowed their heads and bowed to the Buddha. This kind of respect was as if he was the Ming King of Buddhism, and in the end, their eyes fell on Huitong.

"Master Huitong, Daliang Temple already has the incarnation of Master Foyin. You also... um, since you have seen the wonderful method of Master Foyin, you have benefited a lot from discussing Taoism with him. Ji will also say goodbye."

"I hope that all the masters will progress in their cultivation, and you don't need to send me."

Ji Yuan originally wanted to tell Huitong that with the incarnation of King Ming of Daliang Temple, you can continue to travel now, but when she saw Chu Ruyan beside her, she decided to shut up.

And just as he finished speaking, a clear female voice sounded immediately.

"Sir! Mr. Ji, please wait a minute!"

Ji Yuan looked at the female official and wondered.

"Is there something wrong with Servant Lu?"

The female official who has always been strong will be a little nervous and twisted. She looked around, swallowed her saliva, and said in a low voice.

"Sir, cultivating the law and immortals, yes, are there any qualification requirements?"

This is also a rectal person, and he saw the ground when he opened his mouth, so he smiled and shook his head.

"Ji does not accept apprentices."