Lingyunfeng.
It has been eight years since Lu Li entered the back mountain to practice.
He was the first to cultivate the Tao Seed of Gold. Unfortunately, even with the assistance of the Star Metal Stone, he had not been able to completely break through the later bottleneck of this Tao Seed in the past eight years.
But fortunately, it is not all without progress. He estimates that normally, it will take another five or six years to completely break through this bottleneck.
At that time, with the help of the Tao Yuan that has been accumulated over the years, the Golden Needle Vine, it will be no problem to raise the golden Tao Seed to the peak bottleneck in one fell swoop.
However, today he temporarily stopped practicing.
Because he went into the medicine garden on a whim and found that Zhao Ji had successfully reached the seventh level. There was a large formation on Vientiane Island. If he went through the tribulation on Vientiane Island, it would definitely cause damage to the formation.
So, he called Chan Bao and took Zhao Ji out of Wanxiang Island.
Lu Li didn't release Zhao Ji until he was thousands of miles away from Vientiane Island.
Suddenly, a large silver-gray tree appeared on the bow of the ship. Countless roots twisted into two giant legs, and the branches twisted into three pairs of arms. In the center of the trunk, a wretched young face appeared.
"Hey, Mr. Ge..."
As soon as Zhao Ji came out, he was extremely excited, but before he finished speaking, the situation in the sky suddenly changed, and bursts of roaring sounded at the same time.
Lu Li frowned and kicked Zhao Jiji directly behind him, sending him flying away.
"Laozi Ge..."
Zhao Ji stumbled and was kicked a hundred miles away, but before he could say anything more, there was a sudden roar in the sky, and then, there was an explosion, and a crooked silver lightning struck the top of his head. Come down.
Zhao Ji was startled and instinctively wanted to dodge.
But the silver lightning was much faster than him. Zhao Ji had just flown thirty feet away when he was caught up by the lightning and hit him so hard that he rolled his eyes, "His! What a chicken..."
Snapped! ! !
Just as he finished speaking, another silver lightning bolt, thicker than before, struck down. Zhao Ji's hair stood on end, and he suddenly woke up. Then the silver glow on his body rose, forming a silver mist shield, covering himself.
And the next moment, silver lightning struck hard into the fog shield.
But this time, it was no longer able to harm Zhao Ji's body. The fog shield was seen rolling, directly leading the tyrannical force of thunder and disaster into the sea below.
Boom!
It stirred up huge waves of hundreds of feet, which was very spectacular.
"This guy has some skills."
Chan Bao held her chin with her little hand, looking surprised.
"Indeed, this fog shield looks interesting."
Lu Li was also slightly surprised. He could clearly sense that although the power of this thunder tribulation was not as strong as Chan Bao's original strength, it was definitely not bad.
Zhao Ji was able to withstand one blow, and then easily defused the second one, which shows that he still has some ability.
The Demon Clan's Transformation Tribulation is different from the Human Race's six-nine Heavenly Tribulation. There is no distinction between Yin and Yang Thunder. The falling Thunder Tribulation damages both the soul and the body, but there are only twenty-seven in number, which is equivalent to the Human Race's Yin and Yang Thunder. Two become one.
Zhao Ji was relatively calm at first, but as he got to the back, he became more and more embarrassed. Under the turbulent branches, his whole body was already scarred.
However, fortunately, it was just a near miss. After he finally performed his special skill 'Covering the Sky with Creation', he finally managed to withstand the last few lightning disasters.
The broken body was filled with heartbreaking pain, but it could not stop Zhao Ji's inner joy.
He suddenly transformed into a wretched young man wearing a silver robe, with a mustache, a small nose and small eyes. At first glance, his temperament was really comparable to that of Wu De.
But in Lu Li's eyes, Wu De was better, because Wu De's wretchedness was from the inside out, not just his appearance. His whole body, inside and outside his words, all revealed a strong aura of obscenity, giving people the feeling that they wanted to beat him up when they met.
Zhao Ji, on the other hand, just has a vulgar appearance. If his face is covered, he even looks more elegant.
"Haha, boss! I succeeded. Did you see it? I succeeded. It's my fault..."
Under Lu Li's gaze, Zhao Ji twisted around and flew towards Lu Li, shaking his shining silver robe, "How is it? Am I handsome?"
Lu Li looked at Zhao Ji up and down, "Better than Jianpi."
Zhao Ji was stunned, "Hey, I know this without you having to tell me. What I want to ask is, how do you compare with the boss? Are they even remotely similar?"
Lu Li's face trembled, but before he could say anything, Chan Bao suddenly kicked Zhao Ji's calf, "Get out of the way, don't infect your wretched temperament to the master!"
Zhao Ji's face suddenly filled with resentment, "Sister, you can't say that, why am I infecting the boss? You don't know, the boss has always been my role model, okay, I learned from him..."
"Fuck you! If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you to death."
"If you don't say it, don't say it. Why are you so impatient..."
The two guys were having fun at the bow of the boat, and Lu Li didn't stop him. He smiled and joked a few words, then turned around and walked to the other side, driving the spirit boat towards Vientiane Island.
Return to Lingyun Valley.
The two guys were still fighting until Lu Li put away the spirit boat and finally stopped.
Lu Li, who no longer had to worry about over-cultivation, gave a few instructions and prepared to go to the back mountain for retreat, but at this time, Zhao Ji suddenly thought of something and called Lu Li.
"Boss, please wait."
"What's wrong?" Lu Li turned around and looked at Zhao Ji suspiciously.
Zhao Ji chuckled, transformed, and instantly returned to his original form.
Then with a thought in his mind, pieces of shining silver leaves flew towards Lu Li, condensing into a silver ball in front of Lu Li: "Boss, in order to repay you, I will give this to you."
"What's the use of this?" Lu Li could feel the rich spiritual energy on these leaves, as well as some very mysterious and obscure auras, and couldn't help but asked curiously.
"I don't know the specific uses, but don't you humans like to drink tea? These are the essences I have condensed over the years. Give it a try and see if it may have any magical effects."
"Essence?"
Lu Li thought about it and realized that there was not a single creation Xuan Crystal on Zhao Ji's body. He thought about it and said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll give it a try."
After saying that, he took out the large wooden basin that used to contain the living heart leaves and put these creation leaves away. I happened to drink up all the live heart leaves, so it would be a good choice to change the taste.
You know, Zhao Ji is now in the seventh level. Not to mention other things, the vitality power contained in his body is not comparable to that of ordinary tree demons.
"Okay, I'm going to practice."
Lu Li put away the fortune leaves, said something casually, and walked towards the back mountain in a hurry.
When he arrived at the back mountain hut, Lu Li had an idea and tried to make a pot of tea using the fortune leaves.
But since it was my first time making this kind of tea, I didn’t have much experience.
As a result, just because he put a few extra leaves in the teapot, all kinds of thoughts were running around in his head, as if all the brain cells came to life, and all kinds of thoughts were fighting in his mind.
After being excited for half a month, Lu Li finally calmed down and couldn't help but feel depressed for a while.
