Dark clouds filled the sky, the sky and the earth were dark, the electric snake rolled in it, and the sound of thunder rolled, and one glance made people depressed.

"Why is it raining today?"

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, Jiang Shili couldn't help frowning, feeling the moist breeze.

The thunderstorm is approaching, and there are few people at the foot of Wudang Mountain. Even if tourists want to climb the mountain in rainy days, they will not choose such an early morning when it is about to rain heavily.

"However, during thunderstorms, Daoist Juechen may appear on the Golden Summit, but it is much easier to find than usual."

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Shili walked up Wudang Mountain with an umbrella.

No way, Daoist Juechen didn't use modern facilities like mobile phones at all. To find him, he could only rely on luck.

He also does not appear on the Golden Summit every thunderstorm day.

She had already greeted her before she came, and it wasn't that she didn't buy tickets. Although the scenic spot staff were a little surprised, they didn't stop her, just reminded her that thunderstorms were dangerous.

Jiang Shili thanked him with a smile, and went up the stairs.

Although she has not yet achieved Hua Jin, she only has a face that has not been fully refined. Her physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so she is naturally fast in climbing.

For more than half an hour, she had seen the Palace of Supreme Harmony from a distance.

Boom!

At this time, with the sound of thunder, the pouring rain suddenly fell, and in the heavy rain, the visibility of Wudang Mountain, which was originally shrouded in fog, was naturally a bit lower.

Stab it!

The thunder snake zigzagged down like a dragon, slashing across the sky and crashing into the Golden Temple.

For a time, thunder and fire rolled on the golden hall, and golden lights shot out.

"Thunderfire Alchemy Top!"

Jiang Shili looked at this rare sight, but did not appreciate the gesture in his heart. Instead, he quickened his pace and walked towards the golden top.

The closer you get to the Golden Summit, the more you can feel the power of heaven and earth.

The thunder and fire rolled, the thunder swayed, and it had its own power that shook the sky and the earth, and it was mind-blowing.

The power of nature is awe-inspiring.

When she got here, Jiang Shili had to stop, the thunder was so wicked, she suspected that no matter how close she was, she would be struck by thunder.

According to legend, the great master who is not bad at seeing God can fight against thunder, but that is just a legend, what's more, she is not seeing God.

A thunder struck down, fearing that it would turn into coke on the spot.

boom!

boom!

The dark clouds rolled, and the thunder sounded from time to time along with the downpour. One after another, Jiang Shili's eardrums buzzed.

I don't know how long it took.

As the heavy rain gradually faded away, the thunder gradually faded away, and no more lightning snakes fell.

Jiang Shili breathed a sigh of relief.

Hurry up to the golden summit.

After thousands of years of thunderstorms, the golden dome is also shining brightly. Just after the thunderstorm, the golden dome is quite golden and has a new look.

There are bursts of sunshine in the air.

"That is"

Jiang Shili was shocked.

The golden dome is not large, and the entire frontal outline can be seen at a glance, as well as the scene inside.

In the middle of the hall, Emperor Zhenwu is barefooted, sitting upright, majestic and elegant, with golden boys holding books on both sides, jade girls holding treasures, two generals of water and fire, holding flags and swords, majestic and grand.

What caught her attention was the person sitting cross-legged on the futon before Emperor Zhenwu.

Ordinary white sportswear, short hair, and unremarkable appearance, but it is An Qisheng!

He sits cross-legged, his expression is calm, his breathing is gentle, his eyes are closed, but he has an air of his own that makes people afraid to approach.

In a trance, Jiang Shili only felt that there was no difference between him and the statue of Emperor Zhenwu behind him!

"install"

Jiang Shili opened his mouth to speak, but stopped involuntarily.

But the Taoist robe was fluttering, and the burly Taoist Juechen, who was like an ancient warrior, didn't know when to appear beside her, and when the palm lightly tapped her shoulder, she stayed in place and couldn't make a sound.

"Thunderclouds are rare, and the Tao is even more rare. It can't be easily disturbed, and it can't be disturbed."

Taoist Juechen said lightly, and kept his eyes on An Qisheng.

His senses are not comparable to Jiang Shili, and he sees far more things than hers.

In his eyes, An Qisheng's body seemed to contain extremely terrifying power. With the help of this rare super thunderstorm, his magnetic field seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation that he did not understand.

So subtle, yet so heartbreaking.

The magnetic field compressed to the extreme is so terrifying once it erupts, I am afraid that even if it sees the flesh of God, it will explode in an instant.

After getting along for the past few days, although he was shocked by the rapid growth of An Qisheng's physique and physical strength, at this time his physique was not as good as his own.

This was the reason why he didn't let Jiang Shili disturb him.

call!

Above the top of the golden roof, there seems to be a sudden gust of wind.

Jiang Shili's long hair was blown back, and she watched helplessly as a gust of wind was spit out by An Qisheng, and her handsome face was deformed a little by the fierce airflow.

If Daoist Juechen hadn't held her shoulders, she would have suspected that she would be blown away!

Suck!

After a long exhalation, a more intense inhalation sound was ushered in!

The air visible to the naked eye swarmed from all directions, its speed was too fast, and it was wrapped in sporadic water vapor, making a slap like a stormy sea.

For a time, it was like being in the sea.

This breath was too long and too long, Jiang Shili felt that he was about to suffocate, and he didn't stop.

She watched helplessly as the airflow poured into the Golden Temple, An Qisheng's sportswear bulged like a bellows, no, not his clothes, but his body!

His body, limbs, torso, and even his head were swollen like a sponge at this moment!

It seems that every inch of skin and every cell is filled with airflow.

This scene is so creepy.

People are not balloons, how can they expand?

"This is the kung fu of the realm. Breathing and breathing, the air flow washes the impurities of the flesh, and the blood is transported, so as to achieve the purpose of reborn. Compressed air flows with it, and it is harder than steel. Seeing that God can hold iron into mud, and exhale into swords is also a kung fu effort, rather than training the body to be harder than steel.”

Jiang Shili couldn't speak, but Taoist Juechen seemed to know her question and explained slowly.

This breath was exchanged, and it took more than ten minutes to stop.

Immediately, spit it out again.

scoff~

This spit is not a gust of wind, but an extremely condensed airflow, which pierces the air like a sword, and I don't know how far it shoots, leaving a column of air in the air that looks like a plane left after flying.

Exhale into a sword!

Hearing the chi chi sound, Jiang Shili had no doubts that this Qi sword could cut people's necks.

What happened to him this year?

Looking at the eyes that slowly opened, deep like a galaxy, Jiang Shili was a little stunned.

"Can you get something?"

Taoist Juechen's eyes were bright, and he could feel that An Qisheng had undergone great changes before and after a thunderstorm.

"The harvest is not small, but unfortunately, it has not yet been achieved."

An Qisheng slowly got up and paced out of the Golden Temple.

As he paced out, the air suddenly seemed to have temperature, and the masculine aura swept away the wetness of the thunderstorm.

"It's good to have gains, and it's good to have gains."

Taoist Juechen could hear a trace of pity in An Qisheng's words, but he didn't think so.

He sat cross-legged for decades, and he didn't gain much. A thunderstorm would yield something. In his opinion, it was already unimaginable.

It's a good thing for him, too.

He cultivated his self-cultivation, and it was not difficult to live to a hundred and five years. Now he has just reached middle age. If An Qisheng can achieve it, he may not be able to go further.

"The seventy-two peaks face the big top, and the Tianzhu Peak wind field is at its peak. Not to mention the crown of the famous mountains in the country, but there is no feng shui formation that is stronger than it."

An Qisheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and shook his head slightly:

"Unfortunately, it's still worse"

Heaven and earth are like furnaces, thunder is like fire, and individuals are like pills.

The magnetic field of heaven and earth can naturally suppress and refine his personal magnetic field. To a certain extent, wherever he walks, he can attract thunder and fire to refine himself.

Thunder Fire, the more the better, of course, the less the better.

No, not too much.

There is no second place in the world such as Wudang Mountain.

But for him, it was a little bit lacking.

Years and months of practice, it may take thirty to fifty years, but it may not be impossible to achieve, but unfortunately, he does not have so much time to waste.

"Today, if you want to create such a feng shui formation, ten Longcheng groups are not enough. If you want a stronger one, it's easier said than done?"

Daoist Juechen also shook his head.

The geomantic formation is based on the earth's veins. Wudang Mountain is such a natural geomantic place, which is rare in the world. To create a stronger one is too difficult to describe.

"It doesn't have to be a geomantic feng shui formation, perhaps, there are better options"

An Qisheng pondered in his heart, and his eyes fell on Jiang Shili:

"Miss Jiang, long time no see."

Looking at Jiang Shili again, it was different from before. As his eyes fell, he seemed to be able to see an unusual aura in his breath, wisdom, glory, and loyalty.

This is official qi, or it is official luck.

As his eyes fell, Jiang Shili felt that he could move again:

"Mr. An An!"

He was still the same person, but she didn't dare to tease him like a year ago, and she didn't even dare to call him by his first name.

Even though he looked peaceful and gentle.

This is not being angry.

"I already know your purpose. It just so happens that I am going to the Himalayas too. It just so happens."

An Qisheng nodded to Jiang Shili, then looked at Daoist Juechen:

"Daoist, UU reading www.uukanshu.com let's say goodbye."

He must go to the Himalayas.

Whether it is to test the zombie king, or to verify his own ideas, the more important point is.

To dream big, you need world coordinates.

That zombie king, he must face him.

"There is no need to say goodbye. I have a disciple who is also in the Xiya Mountains this time. Even if you don't go, the old man will go once!"

Daoist Juechen shook his robe and said lightly:

"Old Daoist has lived half his life, but he hasn't seen a zombie yet."

"I'll lead the way!".

Jiang Shili was overjoyed. He didn't expect this trip to be so smooth, and he had already agreed with the two great masters before he exported it.

He immediately said that he would lead the way.