"This matter ends here and there is no need to discuss it further." The words of Sect Master Liu Chen completely broke the hearts of all the elders in the alchemy room. Although they were still a little unwilling to do so, seeing Song Pingcun's lightning skills with their own eyes forced them to admit that it was unlikely that Song Pingcun would become a top alchemist in the future.
For the next five days, there was always a dark cloud over Poyuanzong and the nearby Nandu City. The superstitious people thought that someone had angered the sky and was struck by lightning. What a sin, being hacked for five days in a row.
In Song Pingcun's Qi sea, the golden thunder seed finally took shape. After another five days, I can't say that I control the strength of lightning and guide the power of nature's lightning with ease, but I am already very skilled.
After five days of suffering and playing with thunder and lightning, Song Pingcun was really tired.
It’s unbelievable that there are so few people who practice thunder and lightning skills. Given this condition, if it weren’t for the existence of the lightning-strike tree called Wood Spirit, I don’t know when and what month the lightning seeds could be planted. Not to mention mastering it.
The Vajra God Thunder Technique is not as complicated as the original "Thunder Spirit Magical Power". After all, it is not a thunder and lightning physique. The output of all techniques relies entirely on the thunder and lightning seeds of the Qi Sea. Of course, this means that Song Pingcun only uses his fingers and palms. If he uses Wood Spirit , the reserve of thunder and lightning spiritual power can be output continuously. If it is not enough, it will cause thunder to fall. There is almost no limit.
But this problem also made Song Pingcun realize a problem. If the Wucheng physique is sourceless, it is actually very limited. The alchemists in the alchemy room all use fire-based techniques. They can use earth fire to make alchemy. There is no need to worry about insufficient spiritual power, but excessive mental consumption.
In the next three months, after Song Pingcun understood this truth, he was no longer eager to improve the "Jishan Heart Sutra". Most of the time was spent practicing the Vajra Divine Thunder technique. When tired, he returned to the medicine garden to continue communicating with different elements.
To achieve the goal of giving spiritual energy to all things, how can it be achieved without communication? Even if they can communicate with dozens of elemental affinities in a day, there are still many elements that are not available in Poyuan Sect's realm, such as undead and foreign objects. There was no undead in such a large Poyuan Sect, which also troubled him, but he didn't know what the undead elements looked like, and he was even less sure that there were no undead in the elements he could sense around him now.
On this morning, Song Pingcun was about to go to the area specially designated for him by the sect to practice the magical power of diamond, when the jade medal on his waist suddenly vibrated. This was the first time someone took the initiative to inform him about the jade medal.
He quickly picked it up and looked at it. The jade sign said that he was summoned by the sect master, so he had to go to the sect master peak to meet his senior brother Liu Chen.
"Junior brother, I see that you have perfected your thunder skills today. You have made rapid progress. You are truly a genius. I am very happy to congratulate you." Liu Chen put a big hat on Song Pingcun as soon as they met, making him very embarrassed. , I don’t know how to answer, I can only respond with a few words of humility to thank the sect for its support, and set aside a separate area for him to practice.
"I have something I want to discuss with my junior brother." Liu Chen saw that Song Pingcun didn't know how to deal with it, so he didn't embarrass him. It was really hard for someone who was hundreds of years old to play with a 13-year-old boy and was very scheming, so he said directly out.
"Sect Master, please tell me if you have any questions." Seeing that although Liu Chen called his junior brother, he still sat on the sect leader's seat and did not move. He also knew that this must be a matter of the sect, so he did not dare to follow Liu Chen's title of his junior brother and change his title. metropolitan.
"Your two senior brothers and I saw that you were able to guide the practice of thunder and lightning on your own. I wonder what your magic method is?" Liu Chen's words were very skillful.
In the past few months, everyone has seen that when Song Pingcun was practicing, he relied on a three-foot-tall black shiny stick next to him. Although he did not know what material it was made of, it must be a rare treasure, otherwise it would disappear instantly after each practice. It appeared automatically during practice. They had never even heard of this invisible spiritual weapon. In addition, every time the black stick appeared, it instantly attracted thunder. They could not distinguish its material and could not even imitate it. The masters of Jiang Gongfang also secretly watched it from a distance, but they were still not sure about this rare treasure. What the hell.
Who would have thought that the wooden hairpin on the bun of a black hair is the thunder-inducing treasure that is three feet thick and high.
Song Pingcun didn't expect this to be the problem, and was about to take off the wood spirit from his bun, but this time he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried. I was so embarrassed that I could only scratch my head a few times, as if thinking, but actually I was wondering what was going on.
Seeing that his young master didn't understand, Mu Ling took advantage of the palm of his hand to cover his head, turned around and leaned against his ear and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Young Master, I am shy and don't want to see other people."
This sentence almost made Song Pingcun break his guard. During this period, Mu Ling was so domineering, so why did he suddenly become a big girl who didn't want to see anyone. But after thinking about it, I realized that Wood Spirit and Flower Spirit didn't want others to know.
"Sect Master, to be honest, this is a strange place I accidentally discovered while wandering around the sect. I don't know what happened. Otherwise, there are so many techniques in the sect, but I just chose Lei. It's a magical skill!" Song Pingcun told a lie without conscience.
"That's it!" How could Liu Chen not know that Song Pingcun didn't want to take it out, but it was impossible to force it, but he still decided to try hard: "Junior brother, can you guide this foreign object out again?"
"I'll try this, but I can't guarantee it." Song Pingcun could only give in.
After coming down from the Sect Master Peak, Song Pingcun went directly back to the Herb Garden. He really needed to find a way to resolve the sudden inquiry today. The Po Yuan Sect treated him well. When the sect leader asked this question today, he must be very interested in, and even very needy for, the practice of drawing lightning. If it weren't for the special nature of the wood spirit, he wouldn't mind letting the sect know.
Liu Yiyi basically no longer accompanies him to practice recently. The thousand-year-old ancient corpses in the "Song Mansion" in the southern capital city need to add "soul-replenishing pills". The speed has been absorbed faster than the previous times, so the required number of soul grasses and There are also more pills.
Because Mu Ling needed to accompany Song Pingcun to practice, she used her spirit body to pick it herself this time. She also carefully explored the area around the space, hoping to find the reason.
Today I saw Song Pingcun returning from a trip with a sad look on his face, so he quickly asked why.
After listening to Song Pingcun's words, he also felt that this matter was a bit difficult to handle, unless he really didn't care about the feelings of Po Yuan Zong, and Zong Hua, who made it clear that the sect was determined by his death.
"Brother Mumu, you should think about whether there is a way to solve it. I know you are the smartest." Hua Ling also appeared at this moment and looked at Mu Ling, who had been silent and pretending to be silent above Song Pingcun.
"That's it, that's it! Huahua has already spoken, so I will bear the pain and give in once." The little black fat man got off Song Pingcun's bun with a solemn expression.
There was a trace of unbearability in Mu Ling's big eyes, but he still gritted his teeth and grabbed a handful of black ash from the belt inlaid with purple jade, then rubbed his hands together, a trace of physical pain flashed across his face, and a black wooden stick the size of a chopstick was placed on his face. Presented in his small hands.
This stick is very similar to the one he turned into a hairpin. The only difference is that it is completely round and has no spiral pattern. As soon as it appeared, it caused the surrounding space to tremble. It was covered with black and shiny silver light. Although it was small in size, it was cold and sharp, as if it was releasing a cold breath that pierced the mind.
"Brother Mumu, what's going on?" Hua Ling was also confused by this sudden situation.
"This, these are the sawdust that fell from my body after being struck by lightning." Wood Spirit said with some difficulty.
"What!" Hua Ling was also shocked.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. I'm not familiar with formations. Can Yiyi carve a thunder gathering formation and a thunder refining formation on it?" Mu Ling said, rarely being serious.
"Okay." Liu Yiyi studied it for a while and said with some sigh: "It just takes a little long!"
"It doesn't matter, as long as you can carve it, I can make it change the hardness according to the strength of your carving." Mu Ling said no more, but looked very reluctant.
"Brother Mumu, are you kidding me!" Hua Ling still couldn't believe it. Even if the spirit object's body is dropped, it is extremely precious.
"Huahua, you've already opened your mouth..." Mu Ling realized something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth, and quickly added: "Besides, this is also to help the young master solve the problem."
Although this method solved the immediate problem, the wood spirit felt extremely distressed. This was the body of the oil wood that had withstood the thunder bombardment for hundreds of thousands of years! I just contributed like this, and it would be a lie to say that I don’t feel any pain at all.
An hour later, Liu Yiyi retracted her hands and finished.
It was her first time to use such top-notch materials to make an array. Fortunately, with the cooperation of the wood spirit, it went smoothly. The wood spirit's dark skin seems to be a little darker. It seems that this black stick is not just the sawdust he dropped, but maybe some characteristics of his current body are added to it.
"Brother Mumu, you are getting darker!" Hua Ling said distressedly.
A black line lingered on the dark forehead of the fat little black man, and only he knew the pain in his heart.
