Lin Wan'er burst into tears instantly. She pointed to the bare ground under her feet and said with great excitement and nervousness: "The Nu family knows who is asking for help! It's her! She's the mother of Pucha!"
Ye Chen was even more confused when he heard this answer: "Didn't the mother of Pucha fail to overcome the disaster three hundred years ago? How can she ask us for help now?! And...and she is just a tree.
It’s just a tree, can it cause the dark clouds in the sky to come to us for help?!”
Lin Wan'er murmured: "The slave family doesn't know the reason for the young master's doubts, but the slave family can feel it. That familiar feeling is the mother of Pucha..."
Ye Chen said: "Okay, assuming you are right, it is indeed the mother of Pucha who is asking us for help through the clouds, but what exactly does she need from us? How can we help her?"
Lin Wan'er was also a little anxious: "The Nu family doesn't know... The Nu family can only see that she is asking for help. The ever-changing hexagrams give the Nu family the feeling that she is trapped in this shaking hexagram and cannot break free.
But it didn’t tell the slave family what to do to help her get out..."
At this time, the dark clouds had become thicker and thicker, and the huge dark clouds began to condense into groups and began to sink slowly.
The air is already filled with moist water vapor, and the air pressure seems to be starting to drop rapidly, making people's breathing become a little dull, just like the feeling before a super thunderstorm in summer.
Lin Wan'er had no cultivation skills, and her breathing felt a little unsmooth at this time, and her expression became more and more anxious. She kept stamping her feet on the spot without losing her composure, and said anxiously: "The hexagrams are becoming more and more dangerous, and the main hexagram has begun to change.
There are signs that she is about to be swallowed up by Ke Gua. If we can't think of a countermeasure, we may never be able to save her... What to do... What to do..."
Ye Chen was even more confused. Even Lin Wan'er couldn't figure out the hexagram, and he couldn't figure it out either. So seeing Lin Wan'er worried, he could only stand there and worry.
The dark clouds were still thickening and sinking at this moment, forming a strong low-pressure area above the entire Tianchi. Lin Wan'er already felt that she was having trouble breathing. She could only take deep breaths and keep turning her brain.
Think about the issues involved.
Ye Chen couldn't understand the hexagram, but he analyzed it rationally and said: "Ms. Lin, if she is really asking us for help, it must be at least within our capabilities. You and I have four punches and four...
Where can I help her? Is it possible that we need to help her disperse this dark cloud? We can't do that either!"
Lin Wan'er nodded and said anxiously: "Young Master is right... If we need to disperse these dark clouds, there is really nothing we can do... Young Master has great magical powers and can attract thunder from the sky, but thunder from the sky
Thinking about it, it is only effective for physical objects. Dark clouds are originally companions of thunder and lightning. Their relationship with thunder and lightning is more like water and fish. It is definitely not afraid of thunder and lightning... So what else can we do?"
When Ye Chen said this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: "I understand!"
Lin Wan'er hurriedly asked: "What did the young master discover?!"
Ye Chen asked her: "Have Miss Lin noticed that there is something missing in such thick dark clouds and such strong low pressure?"
Lin Wan'er suddenly widened her eyes and blurted out: "Lack of thunder and lightning!"
"Yes!" Ye Chen nodded heavily: "If it were normal, such heavy dark clouds would have been filled with lightning and thunder, but although this dark cloud is very thick, there is no trace of thunder and lightning. My soul-piercing blade was used last time
Chang Shengbo was already destroyed when he self-destructed. The only magic weapon that can be released at a long distance is the re-refined Thunder Token. It just so happens that the dark clouds are short of thunder and lightning, so I might as well give it some thunder and lightning to try!"
Lin Wan'er said with great joy: "Is the Thunder Token re-refined by the Young Master made from the piece of Thunder Strike Wood given to the Young Master by the slave family?"
"right!"
Lin Wan'er became even more excited, clenched her fists and said excitedly: "That lightning strike tree is the remnant branch of the mother of Pucha! Maybe the more than three hundred years since she failed to overcome the catastrophe has not disappeared. What she has been waiting for is...