Hearing Bai Che's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke in their lives.
You, a body-tempering cultivator, can still deal with the thunder calamity? Why don't you go up to the sky and stand side by side with the sun?
"Boy, did I hear you right? You, a mere body-tempering monk, want to survive the thunder tribulation?" A soul-casting monk sneered, "Don't say you are not qualified to survive the thunder tribulation. Even if you are qualified, with your strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive the thunder tribulation." It can’t even survive the first thunder tribulation.”
"I thought you had some tricks, but it turns out it was just nonsense." The middle-level monk said calmly, "But nonsense can't save you."
Even the girls at Wangyue Sect felt that Bai Che was so unreliable all of a sudden.
"Is this what you call extraordinary?" Xin Leng asked Chan Jing and others in a cold voice.
"This..." Chan Jing looked suspicious, "Fellow Daoist Bai doesn't seem to be such an uncertain person. He should have some means."
"Humph, I hope so." Ti Han said coldly.
Bai Che looked at the middle-level monk quietly without saying a word. In the eyes of others, where did the thunder calamity come from for a mere body-tempering monk? At the very least, one can only go through the tribulation when the Soul-Forging Dzogchen has reached the middle level, but for Bai Che, these are not fantasy.
Since Bai Che came out of the Bronze Mountain, he has felt a strong breath of heaven, which is the rhythm of being struck by lightning. According to his prediction, there will be one thunder for one stage of the body tempering, two for the second stage, and so on. Now his The breakthrough of his cultivation from the fourth stage of the Tempered Body to the seventh stage of the Tempered Body means that he will withstand five plus six plus seven, a total of eighteen thunderbolts, and because there is a Bronze Mountain in the Bronze Mountain that blocks the heaven, now that he has left the Bronze Mountain, Naturally, it is locked, and I am afraid that these eighteen thunderbolts will rain down together.
Just when everyone was laughing at Bai Che, the sky suddenly became dense with clouds. The clouds rolled and roared in the sky, as if they were brewing, like the breath of overcoming the tribulation.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked. Someone was going through the tribulation there? who is it?
When he was confused, he saw the dark clouds in the sky shrouding Bai Che, as if they were going to swallow him up.
"Could it be that this kid is really going through a tribulation?" someone in the crowd exclaimed.
"This, this, this, this is simply a fantasy... I have never heard of a precedent of tribulation in the body tempering stage..." Some people were shocked.
"Kill this kid quickly. After his tribulation begins, there may be changes." Someone flew out to kill Bai Che.
At this moment, Bai Che frowned. He felt that the pressure coming from the sky was quite strong, and he had to prepare for it.
"Boy, what outrageous thing have you done?" Bronze Kettle asked with a smile.
"How do I know? Stop laughing. Is there any way you can withstand this thunder catastrophe?" Bai Che asked. He knew there would be such a thunder catastrophe, but he didn't expect the pressure to be so strong. It was beyond the limit. His expectation was that he would be struck to death by lightning?
"You have to rely on yourself for this thing. If I take action, the thunder will become more violent and the danger to you will be higher." Bronze Kettle yawned and said: "Don't worry, you have robbed so much storage. There are a lot of magic weapons and elixirs in the bag, you can make good use of it, maybe you won’t die.”
"You're a weird kid. I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen a guy who was struck by lightning during the body tempering stage. Should I say you're lucky or unlucky?" The bronze pot sighed, He thought secretly: "Boy, maybe you are really extraordinary, otherwise how could you wake me up again?"
Hearing this, Bai Che nodded. He knew that the bronze pot was not telling lies. His eyes became more solemn, and he could feel that the first thunderbolt would strike at any time.
"Boy, take your life..." The soul-casting monk had already come to kill him.
Bai Che's pupils shrank sharply, unable to dodge, and was slapped by the soul-casting monk. Poof, Bai Che was injured and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath was weakened. He looked at the grinning soul-casting monk, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Boy, today next year will be your death anniversary." As he said that, the soul-casting monk took action again. He ignored the thunder that might strike at any time. For the treasure, any risk is worth taking.
At the critical moment, a soft cry came, "Stop."
I saw Qing'er flying quickly on the Void Beast Skin to stop him.
"Qing'er..." Chan Jing and others were shocked. Without noticing, Qing'er had arrived near Bai Che, so the girls from Wangyue Sect went there one after another. Qing'er's special status could not be lost.
"Qing'er, it's dangerous here, leave quickly!" Bai Che shouted loudly, feeling that the thunder was about to strike down at any time.
But Qing'er didn't agree and threw out a spell to hit the soul-casting monk.
"Wang Yue Sect?" The middle-level monk looked at Qing'er flying towards him and said calmly: "Does Wang Yue Sect want to make enemies of us now?"
"I don't want to." At this time, Ni Han and others also arrived. She glanced at the middle-level monk and said, "This man is kind to my Wangyue Sect, so I, my Wangyue Sect, will not stand idly by."
"So, are you really going to be enemies with us?" The middle-level monk frowned slightly.
"As long as this person can survive the thunder tribulation with peace of mind and let me, Wangyue Sect, repay his kindness, then what happens next will have nothing to do with me, Wangyue Sect. Otherwise, he will be an enemy of my Wangyue Sect." There was a cold light in Nihan's beautiful eyes.
"Your Wangyue Sect has fallen, and the Hundred Sects War will no longer exist. You don't want to live in an ignoble way, and now you are making a show of it?" The soul-casting monk sneered, "I will kill him right now, but I want to see what happens to your Wangyue Sect again." What can I do?" With that said, the soul-casting monk used his spiritual power to kill Bai Che.
boom......
Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the clouds and hit the soul-casting monk. The soul-casting monk turned into ashes without even letting out a scream.
This shocked everyone, and the monk who was just ready to make a move couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Humph, so what if I promise you?" The middle-level monk smiled and said, "Do you think I can survive this thunderstorm safely?"
"This has nothing to do with me." Ni Han said calmly. After that, she took Qing'er away by force.
"Boy, the thunder disaster has begun. I wish you good luck. I will avoid it first... Bah, I won't make it more difficult for you..." With that, the bronze pot turned into a A ray of light quickly disappeared into the distance.
Bai Che:......
The thunder clouds rolled and boomed, and a bolt of thunder struck down, instantly blasting the skin and flesh to pieces and dripping with blood.
"Damn it, why does it hurt so much this time?" Bai Che jumped and yelled angrily.
He received no response and was greeted by the next piece of thunder.
...
"He...he has actually withstood five thunderbolts..." Everyone was surprised again.
"He...how many thunderbolts does he have?" someone asked.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, how many thunderbolts did you have when you first overcame the tribulation?" someone asked the middle-level monk.
"Big... about seven..." the middle-level monk surnamed Xu replied, with a strange look on his face.
...
At this moment, there was not a single piece of Bai Che's body intact. It was all black and burnt, and he looked extremely miserable.
Bai Che swallowed a large handful of healing elixirs and held a large number of spiritual stones to restore his spiritual power. His face was solemn, ignoring his injuries as he welcomed the next thunderstorm. This time, several thunderbolts struck together. Bai Che's pupils trembled, and he threw out a large number of magic weapons to disperse the power of the thunder.
But the magic weapon turned into ashes after contacting the thunder, and the flying sword also broke into several pieces.
Bai Che finally summoned the bronze tripod, which was his greatest reliance. The " tripod-shaped lightning bomb" was formed again, bombarded by several thunderbolts in the sky. In an instant, there was a loud noise, thunder exploded, and everything around him fell. Everything suddenly burst into flames.
Bai Che was exhausted. He watched the thunderclouds in the sky rolling more and more violently, as if they were preparing an extremely powerful attack. He knew that there were still a few thunder clouds left that had not fallen.
"Is it possible that this thief really wants to kill me?" Bai Che thought to himself.
With a rumble, the thunder turned from silver-white to purple-red, which added to Bai Che's pressure.
Several purple-red thunderbolts descended towards Bai Che. At this moment, Bai Che had used all his methods, and the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted.
"Am I just going to die like this?" Bai Che murmured, "No, I'm not willing to accept it. I just came to this world, I just set foot on this road, I just became a disciple, and my life has just begun... ....”
I saw the purple-red thunder drowning Bai Che in an instant...
"Bai Che!" Seeing this, Qing'er shouted. She wanted to rush out but was stopped by Tihan, who said coldly: "This thunder disaster is too strong. This person will definitely not be able to survive it. Look back at the Moon Gate."
"No, it definitely won't be..." Qing'er muttered: "How could that scourge of his die so easily? He will definitely be fine. Uncle Han, please let me go. I want to go." Look, hurry up, let me go..."
"Presumptuous!" Ni Han said in a cold voice: "Qing'er, you have to remember your identity. After you return to the sect, I will report it to the sect master and let you break this friendship. Is this how you take care of Qing'er? Go back and face the wall for half a year!"
Hearing this, Chan Jing and others looked bitter, but they could only nod their heads and responded "yes".
"Fellow Daoist Bai, I hope you will have your destiny as a lucky person." Chan Jing said silently in her heart.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, this Purple Red Thunder Tribulation... is really terrifying. This kid should have been bombarded to ashes." On the other side, a monk asked, "Then will the treasure he found in the Zidong Secret Realm be destroyed?" Will he also be destroyed by this lightning disaster?"
"This purple-red thunder catastrophe is the most powerful that Xu has ever seen in his life. He will definitely not be able to survive it." The middle-level monk named Xu said: "As for the treasures in the Zidong secret realm, they should not be destroyed so easily. When the thunder clouds dissipate, Go and search for the place where this son went through the tribulation."
At this moment, Bai Che was overwhelmed by the purple thunder. He felt no pain, only a numbness. In an instant, his body began to dissipate.
"I...am I going to die?" Bai Che gradually lost consciousness, "I'm so tired and sleepy..."
Bai Che's body dissipated faster. Just before Bai Che completely dissipated, a soft force enveloped him. Bai Che's consciousness began to recover. He opened his eyes and saw a light blue light covering his body. The package and some text symbols disappeared into Bai Che's mind.
"It's the 'Thunder Controlling Heart Technique'." Bai Che looked at the text symbols, "So that's it, the first point of the 'Thunder Controlling Heart Technique' is to add thunder to one's body and let the thunder temper one's body until it breaks through And stand."
"I understand." Bai Che's eyes shone. He had never been able to understand the "Heart of Controlling Thunder" before, but now this thunder disaster made him understand clearly, "Master, have you already calculated this disaster?" Bai Che Looking at the sky, I feel bitter.
The purple-red thunder is still going on, but the damage caused by the thunder to Bai Che is slowly turning into a kind of power. Gradually, the thunder seems to have become a healing holy medicine, restoring his injuries and replenishing the depleted spiritual power in his body. .
"I seem to be able to control these thunders." Bai Che felt that he was becoming more and more proficient in the "Thunder Control Technique", and he had a certain connection with the purple thunder in his body. It seemed that as long as his heart moved, the purple thunder would kill him. The place that is in your heart.
After a moment, Bai Che's idea was confirmed.
Bai Che sat in the center of Purple Thunder, looking at the people surrounding him, and an idea came to his mind.
