In the earth world (parallel world), deep in the Qinling Mountains, there is Queerling, which is named after its appearance like a sleeping bird.
Que'er Ridge is surrounded by continuous high mountains, covered with dense vegetation. The nearby terrain is complex, the mountains are steep, and there are no roads, making it extremely difficult to walk.
There are also a large number of wild animals living here, including some ferocious beasts. Not only are the black bears and huge herds of wild boars that are relatively common in the Qinling Mountains, but there are also rare species such as pythons, leopards, and jackals.
All these factors have made the area around Queerling inaccessible. Only some herb collectors who risk their lives appear here occasionally.
Risks and opportunities coexist.
Not only in Queerling, but also in many surrounding mountains and canyons, there are some old and precious wild medicinal materials. As long as the medicinal collectors can get out alive, it is basically guaranteed that the whole family will no longer worry about money within three to five years.
On this day, the sky above Que'er Ridge was originally clear, but suddenly it was covered by billowing dark clouds that came from nowhere. For a moment, the black clouds turned ink, the silver snakes danced wildly, and the thunder was heard, as if it was the end of the world.
But not far away, the sun is still shining brightly and the wind is gentle, making it seem like two different worlds from Queerling.
All the animals trembled under such power. They ran around like crazy, completely ignoring their natural enemies. The birds were unable to fly high and could only escape at the height of brushing the treetops.
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The silver light in the sky became more and more dense, flashing out a hint of gold from time to time. The sound of thunder also became louder and louder, piercing the clouds and cracking the sky.
At this time, if someone could be present and watch the lightning over Queerling at a speed that was slowed down a thousand times, they would find that these lightning did not hit the ground, but concentrated on a point in mid-air.
Around this point, streaks of silver lightning gathered together and superimposed into gold, making the sky half and half of gold and silver, densely packed but clearly intertwined.
Suddenly, the lightning in the sky seemed to pause for a moment, and the thunder in the sky disappeared instantly. Immediately afterwards, countless golden lightning appeared from all directions almost at the same time, hitting that point in the air.
A vortex of indescribable color suddenly appeared at the center of the lightning, and a sky-high pressure emanated from it.
The animals that were trying to stay away from Queerling sank almost simultaneously, and were all pressed to the ground. Even the birds that were flapping their wings desperately in the low altitude were no exception.
A figure emerged from the whirlpool, wrapped in the remaining golden lightning around it. Like a large golden cocoon, it fell directly on Queer Ridge and rolled down into the valley.
At the same time as the whirlpool appeared, all the plants within the area shrouded by the dark clouds suddenly grew in size, and the newly grown branches were instantly covered with lush branches and leaves.
Animals that failed to leave this area, especially those small insects, inflated like balloons and then exploded to death. Their splashed flesh and blood merged into the soil, making the land more fertile.
As the figure fell, the whirlpool disappeared, as if it had never appeared. Then the lightning in the sky also disappeared, and the rolling dark clouds faded in the breath and quickly dissipated. Only a shadow was left in the valley.
The ball was burned into a coke-like object by lightning.
A day later, a slight groan came from the blackened coal.
After a long time, the charcoal ball moved slightly, and after a while, it moved again.
Gao Xingyu, who woke up from his self-seal, knew that he was in big trouble this time.
Who would have thought that, just to survive a small calamity of forming a pill, he would be thrown into the space vortex by his own calamity thunder, and now he doesn't even know where he is.
Others faced three levels of tribulation thunder, six levels of tribulation thunder, and the legendary nine levels of tribulation thunder. But what he faced was non-stop tribulation thunder.
After forcibly surviving the fifty-sixth or fifty-seventh calamity thunder, Gao Xingyu had almost lost all means of defense. The only thing that could support him was the cultivator's fighting spirit of never giving up.
of firm belief.
When the power of the tribulation thunder became stronger and stronger, even breaking through the space barrier around him and creating a space vortex, Gao Xingyu resolutely used the impact of the tribulation thunder to throw himself into it.
The great road is fifty, the heaven is forty-nine, and people can escape one of them.
This may be the only glimmer of hope left to him by Heaven.
After withstanding so many tribulation thunders, the tribulation items and elixirs prepared by Gao Xingyu had long been exhausted, and his body was completely empty, with no trace of his strong true energy.
In desperation, when Gao Xingyu rushed into the space vortex, he could only spit out a drop of blood essence and use a secret method to seal his body and breath.
His last thought before sealing himself was, is this the disaster that Master said I was destined for?
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Gao Xingyu is now unable to see, speak, and even his thoughts seem to be unable to move. Only the little finger on his left hand can barely move.
Gao Xingyu concentrated on himself and looked at his body with the bit of consciousness he slowly recovered from the sea of consciousness. Only then did he realize that the condition of his body was worse than he imagined.
Under the squeeze of the space vortex, Gao Xingyu's body, which he had worked so hard for, was as broken as a broken sack, with his meridians broken and even his bones crushed.
This is thanks to Gao Xingyu's certain spatial attributes. Otherwise, a young cultivator who has just formed a pill will be ground into minced meat even if he gets close to the space vortex, not to mention that he can come out intact.
This is not the biggest problem Gao Xingyu faces. In his empty dantian, the newly formed golden elixir has been broken when he dealt with the thunder. Now there is only a faint light spot left, looming, if not
If his consciousness was extremely sharp, he might not even be able to detect it.
Gao Xingyu is about to cry but has no tears. How will he recover and continue to practice in the future?
After the cultivator builds the foundation, the true essence in the body will turn into a liquid state, and when the elixir is formed, the true essence will exist in a nearly solid form.
And what is the situation with the light spots now? Gao Xingyu really doesn’t know what will happen to his Dantian if he continues to practice.
As for the skin of the body being carbonized by lightning, causing the facial features to temporarily lose their function, this is not a problem. After the body repairs, it will naturally recover.
Although Gao Xingyu is not a pure physical practitioner, he is a cultivator, cultivating both spiritual and physical bodies. He still has a lot of experience in how to repair his body. It is nothing more than using some water grinding to polish it inch by inch. Who makes him feel all over his body now?
Down there, inside and out, there is almost no good land.
Cultivators are very boring when practicing, simply repeating countless times just to achieve a quantitative change to a qualitative change. If you don't even have this patience, then what's the point of practicing?