The old man looked up and was startled. He exerted force on his feet and instantly left the depths of the bamboo sea and rushed to the edge of the stone house.
He pulled up the frightened young man and said, "Don't be afraid, your breaking through the realm has caused a thunder tribulation... You can't survive the tribulation here, you have to find another place."
Are you kidding me? If you are going through a tribulation in front of a stone house, do you still want this stone house?
The old man pulled him and rushed to the stone cliff fifty feet away from the stone house, and put him on the ground: "Stop it, the old man can't help with this. If you get over it, you will be a legend."
What is this foundation-building realm's ability to overcome the thunder tribulation if not a legend?
It was only a moment, the surroundings were dark, and the faint thunder in the sky was getting closer and closer.
However, Shura, who fell to the ground, did not know the changes in the world at this moment. He kept chanting the Sutra in his mouth, getting louder and louder, wanting to compete with the world.
Even the old man in the distance heard the sound of the Taoist scriptures, and the guy with a pure heart actually let the kid practice the Taoist scriptures.
The sky suddenly darkened, and all the wild beasts in the mountains hid in their caves, as if the doomsday was coming, lying down in the caves and not daring to make a sound.
The golden light around the young Shura became more and more powerful, and it had spread to the stone house where the old man was. There was a spiritual cyclone nest above his head that was getting bigger and bigger, wrapping him tightly...
The young man who was not prepared at all faced the first lightning disaster in his life.
This was a real thunder disaster, not a joke played on him by someone in the Nine Heavens.
The world has to face the thunder catastrophe only when it is distracted. The young man has already started to build the foundation.
Shura, who has no experience, will undergo huge changes in the true energy in his body at this moment. He will transform from gas to liquefaction and become a practitioner of the Foundation Building Realm in this world.
Crackling! A dazzling thunder flashed.
Rumble...deafening thunder followed.
Along with the thunder, a white thunderbolt fell fiercely and quickly on the young man's head. Before the old man could recover, a golden lightning struck violently at the young Shura who fell to the ground.
Shura had closed his eyes and kept chanting scriptures.
Nothing is not heaven, nothing is not destiny.
There is nothing that is not God, nothing that is not Yuan.
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The old man frowned tightly. He didn't expect that the little guy in front of him would actually cause a thunder disaster that could only be seen in the distraction realm.
At this moment, the young Shura cannot be tolerated by the world...
With just a bolt of lightning, the boy's head was split open and his blood flowed, and he fell to the ground.
A bolt of lightning entered the body, and the golden light on young Zhou's body absorbed part of the power of thunder and lightning. At the same time, his body slowly underwent strange changes.
The boy's meridians were destroyed and quickly repaired. In the repeated process, his body and meridians became stronger and stronger.
Slowly, Shura's bones were also changing, becoming more dense, with a faint cyan color spreading over each bone.
Before he could raise his head, two more golden tribulation thunders arrived together, like two destructive sword lights, striking the young Shura's body fiercely.
Blood instantly spread on the bluestone beneath him.
I saw a green energy spreading quietly from the young man's body.
The injured meridians immediately welcomed a spring rain like dry seedlings, sprouting, breaking through the soil, and growing green leaves...
The realm of foundation building refers to the true qi in the practitioner's Dantian that has been condensed and turned into liquid. Ordinary people's liquefied Qi is like a drop of water, some are as big as an egg, and at most it is a miracle that they can defecate in a fist.
However, Shura now looked inside his Dantian and found that his liquid was like a huge lake.
Since he had no experience in spiritual practice, he thought that this was the normal state of practice, so he was not surprised at all.
The simplest judgment of whether a cultivator can embark on the final path of cultivation is whether he can break through from the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.
If he can't even reach the foundation-building stage, then he will basically be cut off from the path of further cultivation.
This is the cruelty of spiritual practice.
After surviving three thunder tribulations, a colorful cloud descended and quietly repaired the body of the young man who had overcome the tribulation.
Shura stared blankly at the changes in his body. He saw that the blood swimming in his body and the two hundred and six bones had a hint of cyan. This time, from the breakthrough of Qi refining to the foundation building, the changes were so big.
This feeling cannot be described in words, he can only feel it slowly.
If master Qingxu knew the changes in his body at this moment, even if his jaw wasn't frightened, he would still swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva. This is no longer a monster, but a legend.
Even with the cultivation of the Distracting God Realm, I have never heard of anyone whose bones and blood turned light blue, let alone that he survived the catastrophe alone.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the sun shone, and the sky was clear.
The old man ran over immediately and stared blankly at the young man who fell to the ground.
At this time, the young man had turned into a charred man. All his clothes were gone, and there was no grass on his head. He turned into a charcoal-black human stick from head to toe.
The young man who opened his eyes looked at the approaching old man and asked with his mouth open: "Senior, what just happened? Why was I struck by lightning?"
The old man looked at him with a smile and said softly: "Feel carefully the changes in the Dantian in your body."
Shura concentrated his energy and felt the true energy in his Dantian, but he was startled. He looked at the old man and said, "Senior, why is my full amount of true energy missing? There is a lake of water in the Dantian."
"That's not lake water, it's the true energy of the liquid in your Dantian. From this moment on, you have broken through to the foundation." The old man touched the beard on his chin and replied with satisfaction.
Shura looked down at the body that had been struck black by lightning, and said softly: "Is this the end of the world? It feels like a dream. I survived three lightning strikes, and then I built the foundation."
The old man shook his head and walked towards the stone house with his hands behind his back. He was so frightened that he had to make tea to calm down his shock.
When the two came to the stone house, the old man said: "Go to the back of the house to clean yourself, put on clothes and we will discuss it in detail."
Shura nodded, turned around, and walked toward the back of the house.
It took less than a quarter of an hour to get some spring water and wash up.
Finally, he washed off the charcoal on his body one by one, and then changed into a clean black shirt.
Remove the mask from your face. He lowered his head and looked into the water in the barrel.
I saw a pale little face reflected in the mirror-like water. The terrifying wound before had healed a little under the power of the tribulation. If you don't look carefully, you can no longer see the previous wound...
The surprised Shura stretched out his hands, poured the spring water on his face, and gently rubbed his face.
"Perhaps, after we get through the Golden Core Tribulation next time, we can repair the wounds that Third Senior Sister is unable to do anything about."
Holding the Shura mask in his hand, Shura walked towards the front of the stone house.
The old man looked at him, a little at a loss for a moment.
He finally understood why the young man in front of him was wearing a mask.
"Thank you, senior, for the spiritual tea, which allowed me to heal a lot of the wounds on my face after hearing the truth... Even though my third senior sister spent a lot of effort, there was nothing she could do about it."
Xiu Xiu was in a good mood right now and whispered in front of the old man.
The old man who had practiced in Tianhuang Mountains for hundreds of years had never seen anything like this before, and he thought that the child in front of him was indeed an extraordinary person.
After enduring three lightning tribulations in a row that could only be experienced in the distraction realm, his body underwent unexpected changes.
"I'm afraid your master didn't think that you would have to survive the tribulation just by breaking through to the foundation level, right?"
The old man did not change the tea, and then started to boil the previous tea again. He looked at Shura and asked: "You broke through and attracted three tribulation thunders, which scared away the wild beasts in the mountains. What are you going to eat at night?"
How could Shura be better than him? He chuckled and said, "I still have half a pheasant. I can cook a pot of meat porridge with some bamboo shoots. Is this satisfactory to me, senior?!"
"Oh, let's just settle for now and go hunting tomorrow."
The old man poured him a cup of tea, looked at him and said seriously: "Drink this tea well. If you can taste it, you will be qualified to go somewhere with me."
Shura was shocked and looked at him speechless. Isn't it just a tasteless spiritual tea?
No matter how good the spiritual tea is, will it still have any effect after drinking it three times?
Not daring to ask any more questions, the young man picked up the cup in front of him, blew lightly, and brought it to his mouth.
I don’t know how long it took before the young man replied in a daze: "There is no bitterness of the first course, no aftertaste of the second course, and no sweetness of the third course... It tastes better than spring water. , but the tea is also tasteless?"
Looking at the old man in front of him, Shura frowned and replied thoughtfully.
"If the tea is tasteless, let me ask you, is it still tea after it is tasteless? Can you still drink this kind of tea? If you guard this pot of tea until it tastes tasteless, you will still be able to drink it happily. Yi?"
"Let me think about it...drinking tea is also drinking water. If there is spiritual tea every day, it is naturally good. If not, what about drinking a coarse tea? Just like the junior before, you can practice in the Qi Refining Realm."
When Shura said this, he raised his head and looked at the old man and replied seriously.
The old man looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but smile, a little wildly and a little proudly.
"Doing nothing, doing nothing, taste is tasteless. You have to taste a kind of tastelessness from the tasteful spiritual tea, and you have to taste a taste from the tasteless spiritual tea."
Let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time, there was an old monk who lived in seclusion in the mountains. One day, an old friend of his before he became a monk went up to the mountain to see him.
The old monk was eating at that time.
His old friend found that there was only a bowl of rice and a plate of pickles on the table, which was very poor.
My friend couldn't bear it and asked softly: "I said you only eat this bowl of pickles, will it be too salty?"
The old monk looked up at him and smiled: "In my opinion, this tastes salty."
After eating the rice, the old monk picked up the kettle and poured some warm water. He drank the pickle soup at the bottom of the bowl and then poured a glass of plain water to drink.
His old friend couldn't bear it anymore and asked with a frown: "It's so hard in the mountains. Isn't there even tea? Isn't it too bland to just drink a bowl of plain water?"
When the old monk heard this, he smiled and said, "Although the boiled water is light, it still tastes light."
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"In my opinion, the second taste in tea is tastelessness. You have to try to put yourself in a big space... From taste to tastelessness, first go from taste to tastelessness, and understand that you want What, understand who you are.”
When the old man said this, he poured another cup of tea and said calmly: "In the old man's opinion, tea is tasteless, and tastelessness in tea is the big taste."
Shura listened for a long time and didn't fully understand, so he had to reply honestly: "I heard what senior said about Guan Tian, and I didn't even understand it. I thought of a truth: the so-called going to have tea, my understanding is that you have to eat first. ....."
"Yes, it seems that you have realized some truths, don't be anxious... Cultivation is a lifelong matter, and drinking tea is also a long process of enlightenment. In the future, you can slowly experience this tea until it is tasteless."
At this point, the old man touched his belly and smiled: "I've been here for so long, and I don't even know your name... Also, hurry up and cook. Do you want to starve to death, old man?"
"Senior, my name is Shura, my master is Qingxu... I also have a lot of senior sisters and senior brothers."
Having said this, Shura put the mask back on his face, got up and walked to the kitchen.
I am the legend of Shangqingguan.
I can build the foundation in one day, but I can still survive the disaster by building the foundation!
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