Zi——Zi——!
Thunder and lightning struck Zhou Jianlai, and the electric arc spit out silver letters on his body.
However, it was unable to cause any damage to Zhou Jianlai's body, or even leave any scorch marks on his snow-white clothes.
Zhou Jianlai stood with his hands lowered in the air, looking up at the thunderclouds above. Two provocative glances shot out from his sword-filled eyes, and he shouted: "Come on!"
Lei Yun seemed to feel his provocation and suddenly rolled violently.
Click!
A bolt of lightning twice as thick as the one just now emerged from the thundercloud and struck Zhou Jianlai down.
Zhou Jianlai still refused to dodge and allowed the lightning to strike him.
The arc as thick as an arm raged on his body for a long time, but it still failed to cause any harm to him.
"Continue!" Zhou Jianlai looked at Lei Yun and said calmly.
Click!
As he wished, a thicker bolt of lightning struck down.
Not only did he not dodge or dodge, he even opened his arms to greet the lightning with an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if he felt very comfortable being struck by lightning.
The disciples of Wentian Sect were shocked and didn't know what he was doing.
Click!
Click!
Click!
Lightning fell one after another, and sometimes even several struck together. Silver arcs covered the entire sky above Guiwu Peak.
Amidst the dense thunder, the sword energy falling from the sky became more and more dense.
Zhou Jianlai was bathed in thunder and lightning and absorbed the sword energy. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the sword power on his body became stronger and stronger.
The disciples of Wentian Sect looked from a distance, their eyes passing through the sword energy that was like thunder and rain. In a daze, Zhou Jianlai's figure turned into a sharp sword in their sight, hanging between heaven and earth.
The sword energy fell on the sharp sword one after another, and after being tempered by the falling thunder, it merged with the sword body.
"He...he is using the Thunder Tribulation to temper the sword!"
"This is probably the highest state of the integration of man and sword!"
"We asked Tianzong to give birth to an incredible swordsman!"
The disciples of the Wentian Sect looked at Zhou Jianlai and marveled one after another.
"Haha..." Liu Feihua smiled from ear to ear, nodding her head and praising: "Good! Good! Good..."
On Xiangyang Peak, Tan Xizhi felt the terrifying sword power on Zhou Jianlai's body, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This boy is amazing, I'm afraid he may really become a swordsman for a lifetime! Junior sister, you have to watch carefully, don't let him
It flew away from my eyes."
Du Keyi shook his head and said: "How can such an outstanding person be tolerated?"
"Then... hurry up and cook the rice." Tan Xizhi winked at Du Keyi.
"Senior sister...what are you talking nonsense about?" Du Keyi turned red in embarrassment.
Tan Xizhi suddenly sighed softly and said: "You and he have a double engagement, which can be said to be destined. But the more such a fate, the more we must seize it and cherish it, because once we miss it, it is very likely that it will really happen."
If you miss it, don’t wait until you lose it before you remember to cherish it.”
"Yeah" Du Keyi nodded in understanding.
"Here you go." Tan Xizhi took out a jade slip from the void space and handed it to Du Keyi.
"What is this?" Du Keyi took the jade slip and asked curiously.
"It contains an ancient method of dual cultivation, which is very beneficial to the cultivation between partners." A look of pain flashed across Tan Xizhi's eyes.
For her, this exercise is a painful memory that she cannot bear to look back on. It is like a knife of shame that is deeply pierced in her heart and can never be pulled out. However, she has no idea about the value of this exercise itself.
Deny it.
Du Keyi was so shocked that he almost threw the jade slip in his hand and wanted to put it back into Tan Xizhi's hand, but Tan Xizhi had already taken his hand back, so he had to throw it into his own empty space in a hurry, and then lowered his head in panic.
My heart was pounding and my face was red to the base of my neck.
"Haha..." Tan Xizhi was amused by Du Keyi's thief-like panic.
"Senior sister, you are teasing me on purpose, you are so evil!" Du Keyi was angry and angry, and stamped his feet vigorously at Tan Xizhi, which made Tan Xizhi laugh even more happily.
Click, click, click—!
The thunderclouds over Guiwu Peak have not dispersed yet, and each thunderstorm is more powerful than the last. The initial silver thunder has gradually turned into the most terrifying purple thunder.
Zhou Jianlai always stood still, accepting the tempering of each lightning strike.
The Wentian Sect disciple was right, he was indeed using the Thunder Tribulation to temper the sword body.
In the training cave at Guiwu Peak, he used the abundant spiritual energy from the underground dragon veins to first consolidate his sword energy sea, sword energy soul, sword energy meridians and sword bones, and then consolidate all the drops of sword marrow that Wei Ziyan gave him.
Absorb and then combine the new understanding of kendo brought to him by the sword marrow to deduce and perfect his own kendo.
After ten months, the swordsmanship was finally completed.
But his swordsmanship was too unfavorable and was not tolerated by heaven, so he suffered a thunder disaster.
Only those who can withstand the test of thunder and calamity can survive in the world.
He did not choose to resist the thunder tribulation, but took advantage of this rare opportunity to frantically absorb the powerful Nine Heavens Sword Qi while tempering the sword with a thunder hammer, making the sword purer and stronger, just like a blacksmith tempering fine iron.
, smelting and hammering over and over again, removing impurities and leaving the essence. Boom! Boom! Boom!
The silver thunder completely turned into purple thunder, and each purple thunder fell with terrifying power, as if it was going to blast through the earth.
The relaxed smile on Zhou Jianlai's face gradually turned serious. The white shirt on his body had been torn into strips by Zi Lei, and there were scorch marks on his exposed skin, but he still did not make a move to resist.
Rumble--!
The thunder suddenly stopped, but the thundercloud did not disperse, but began to roll more violently.
Listening to the dull drum-like thunder in the thick clouds, it was obvious that a more terrifying thunder disaster was brewing, and the Wentian Sect disciples couldn't help but become nervous for Zhou Jianlai.
"What kind of terrifying swordsmanship has this boy mastered? He actually caused the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"
"There is only the last thunder left. I wonder if he can stop it?"
"I'm so happy and congratulated that the Wentian Sect has produced such an incredible swordsman!"
At Laozu Mountain, the five ancestors looked at Zhou Jianlai and were amazed.
Although they are all immortals who have lived for thousands of years and have experienced countless things, they have also seen people realize the great way and cause thunder tribulations. Some of them have even done it, but they can bring about the top ninety-nine thunder tribulations.
It was the first time I saw it, so I was shocked.
Patriarch Wu Fang gently stroked his long beard, frowned slightly, thinking deeply.
He was considering whether to change the candidates for training, and regarded Zhou Jianlai as the Wentian Sect's first training target in the next hundred years. After all, training a young swordsman with a master's degree in swordsmanship is far more guaranteed and promising than training a junior who has not yet shown his talents.
After pondering for a long time, he gave instructions: "Investigate this boy's background and see if he can be absolutely loyal to Wentian Sect. This boy may become the pillar of our sect in the next hundred years."
"This child is indeed worth cultivating."
The other four ancestors all nodded in agreement.
At Xiangyang Peak, Tan Xizhi looked at the Five Ancestors above Laozu Mountain, with a trace of deep resentment flashing deep in his eyes.
She believed that the reason why Saint Xiangyang was harmed by the ancient corpse, and the reason why she was deceived by the ancient corpse, was all because the fifth ancestor turned a blind eye to and indulged in the ancient corpse. She felt that the Wentian Sect was rotten to the core and needed to be cured.
Treat it.
It's just that she doesn't have enough strength yet, so she needs to endure it for the time being.
She turned her eyes to Zhou Jianlai and already regarded him as one of her helpers.
"Look, the thunder and lightning has turned black!"
"Black...Black Thunder!"
"It's over, it's over, the black thunder is the legendary God-killing thunder!"
In the rolling thunder clouds, the flashing arc suddenly turned black, frightening the Wentian Sect disciples to scream again and again.
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