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Chapter 101 Weather Weapons
In the center of the chariot sat a young man in elegant purple clothes, who seemed to be at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Next to him, there was actually a cultivator in the late foundation building stage standing aside, with a slightly respectful look on his face.

"It turned out to be him!"

Xia Chen recognized the young man in purple. He was the one who had robbed his broken sword.

With his strength of Tianmai foundation building, he can even challenge a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But who knows whether the fight will attract chariots from other Jin States.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen left quietly and did not choose to fight back.

In the following days, he witnessed too many bloody incidents, including people being eaten by ferocious beasts and being poisoned to death by evil insects.

More often than not, it’s about killing people and stealing treasures.

A green light pierced through the void, and a young man in gray clothes fell from the air and landed heavily on the ground. A big hole appeared on his chest, blood gushed out, and his eyes were wide open.

Not far from the corpse, a cultivator came to the shade of a tree and pulled out a second-grade mid-quality spiritual medicine.

This is a blood flower, its entire body looks like it is carved from blood jade, and it exudes a strange fragrance.

"kill……"

In a sacred mountain, more than a dozen monks sacrificed various magical weapons, and the surging energy was like a raging storm.

In the end, only three disciples of Liuyun Sect survived. Their bodies were covered in blood. They came to a cave that had been sealed for thousands of years, and went in to look for inheritance.

In the suspended area, there are too many natural treasures, rare and exotic animals, and cave inheritances. Any one of them is enough to cause a bloody storm if released to the outside world.

No monk would remain indifferent seeing this.

A second or third level spiritual medicine is enough to blind a person's mind and make him swing his sword at his companions.

A top-quality spiritual weapon might cause more than a dozen monks to fight for it at the risk of their lives.

Not to mention the ancient heritage that occasionally appears in the world, which is definitely the focus of competition among various forces.

Xia Chen was very clear about his own strength and was never greedy. He used reconnaissance satellites and newspaper dates to change mailboxes, and he avoided countless powerful monsters and monks.

A mountain range appeared ahead, dark and deep, with steep peaks everywhere and towering trees all in black. From time to time, creepy howls could be heard from among the trees, and it was unclear whether they were the sound of the wind or from ferocious beasts.

According to newspaper reports, this mountain is a special land vein with evil spirits inside, and some yin-attributed spiritual medicines grow inside.

Xia Chen took out the satellite monitoring screen, ready to see if there were any powerful monsters or cultivators.

Two red dots appeared on the screen.

He clicked on the darkest red ink spot.

The picture kept flickering. Apparently, there seemed to be some special energy hidden in the mountains, and the signal was not very good.

After a period of debugging, the picture finally stabilized.

I saw an old man in green standing in the air, wearing straw sandals, with his black beard fluttering, and emitting a powerful aura.

Next to him was a young man in purple, sitting cross-legged on the ground, apparently practicing.

"Is this the ninth prince of the Great Jin Dynasty?"

Xia Chen frowned slightly. He was so impressed by the young man in purple that he cut his beard twice.

However, this mountain range is cold and dark, with mixed spiritual energy and a lot of gloomy air.

If you absorb too much, it will be detrimental to your cultivation.

Moreover, this place doesn't look like a place where any rare elixir is produced.

"It should be this Ninth Prince who wants to build a foundation on the earth veins..."

Xia Chen's heart moved.

The newspaper news only briefly mentioned that someone was trying to build a foundation here, but there was nothing else. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

To build the foundation of the earth veins, one usually looks for some special and extremely yin places, and then extracts the evil spirits from them.

Ancient Qi-refining practitioners would choose this method of foundation-building.

However, after the ancient times, the origin of heaven and earth changed, and the bodies of cultivators became weaker, so it was no longer suitable for them to choose the earth veins to build their foundation.

This is because evil spirit is a very overbearing energy which can damage meridians if not handled with care. Moreover, if too much is absorbed, it will enter the body of a cultivator like a root attached to their bones, making it extremely difficult to expel and actually harmful to the cultivator.

Therefore, the cultivators nowadays will choose to build their foundation with ordinary meridians, that is, to rely on the power of the foundation-building pill, which is safer.

Only a few geniuses who have been honing their bodies since childhood have a slight chance of successfully building a foundation in the earth veins.

"Since you've intercepted my opportunity, don't blame me for cutting off your foundation!"

Xia Chen sneered, then took out the weather box and weather satellite.
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woohoo...

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the mountains, and the ancient trees were rustling.

At some point a large mass of dark clouds gathered in the sky, and grew darker and darker, like ink poured into a pond, gradually covering the entire sky.

Immediately afterwards, large flakes of snow fell from the sky, the wind howled, and a blizzard came.

The sky and the earth were gloomy, as if darkness had descended.

"Hey, why did the weather change so quickly? Suddenly there's a snowstorm?"

The old man in green was a little puzzled. The sun was shining brightly just now, but the sky changed in the blink of an eye.

However, this is in the mysterious suspended area, or in the desperate place of the earth.

He didn't think much about it, but was on full alert to prevent the appearance of any monster or beast.

The blizzard was getting stronger and stronger, with snowflakes falling down in large numbers, and a huge tornado appeared not far away.

The old man in green's face changed. The ground veins here are special, especially in the valley, where a huge amount of extremely evil energy has accumulated.

If a tornado stirs out all the evil energy in the valley, then this mountain range will be enveloped by the evil energy.

Even if a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage stays here for a long time, his body will be frozen by the cold evil spirit.

The old man in green offered up a bright pearl, which swayed in the wind and became the size of a sea bowl. It hung above the Ninth Prince's head, shed rays of dazzling white light that enveloped him.

Then he waved his right hand, and nine large yellow flags fell around him, forming a large formation.

At this time, the Ninth Prince was at a critical juncture in building the foundation of the earth veins and could not be disturbed by the outside world. Woo woo...

The tornado, carrying with it a murderous aura, raged towards the old man in green. The temperature of the entire mountain range dropped to a terrifying level in an instant.

Wherever the evil spirit went, all the trees were frozen and then blown into powder.

The old man in green's face changed. The tornado in front of him was composed entirely of evil energy, with extremely cold and icy power.

The Nine-Curve Yellow Sun Formation also became stagnant under the erosion of the evil spirit.

I don’t think it can last long.

Finally, half an incense stick later.

The surface of a large yellow flag was frozen solid, and then it broke into countless pieces of cloth.

Gusts of cold wind came rushing in, carrying with them evil spirits.

Even with the protection of the pearl, evil spirit still seeped in.

Cluck! Cluck...

The purple-clothed youth was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. His teeth were chattering from the cold, and his flesh, blood, and even his magic power were showing signs of freezing.

The young man in purple took out a second-grade, lower-grade Pure Yang Pill with great difficulty. After swallowing it, he felt a warmth rising throughout his body, and he felt a little better.

"Master Li, why is the weather here so strange?"

The young man in purple felt a little puzzled that such a thing happened at the critical moment of building the foundation of the earth veins.

This was also the first time that Li Zhengxuan entered such a secret realm as the Suspended Realm, so he guessed, "Perhaps this mountain range is special and can trigger celestial phenomena. Just concentrate on building your foundation, and I will protect you!"

After saying this, he silently chanted a spell and formed seals with his hands. Immediately, a pearl as big as a bowl in the air began to spin and shine brightly.

Afterwards, he even offered up amulets one after another as if they were free, blocking all the evil spirits and strong winds outside.

The outskirts of the mountains.

Xia Chen manipulated the weather monitoring station and weather box to bring down a blizzard, stirring up endless evil spirits.

However, as an immortal master worshipped by the Great Jin Dynasty, Li Zhengxuan has a strong foundation and has quite a few second-level amulets.

Although the evil spirit here is extremely terrifying, it will not be possible to freeze these two people to death in a short time.

Xia Chen also knew this, so he changed his attack plan and put a lightning card into the weather box.

At the same time, the prop that Taihua Immortal had previously refined - the thunderstorm cloud, was secretly sacrificed and merged into the dark clouds.

Boom...

A bolt of lightning as thick as a bowl fell from the sky.

The thunder roared like thousands of horses galloping.

The pearl trembled slightly, and the dazzling white cover also shook a bit, but it still resisted.

"How can there be thunder and lightning in a snowstorm?"

Li Zhengxuan was somewhat confused and doubtful.

Boom!

Lightning flashes, thunder roars, golden snakes dance
Then, several strong bolts of lightning fell from the dark clouds, striking precisely where the Ninth Prince was.

"Oh no, this is the legendary thunder tribulation!"

Li Zhengxuan seemed to have seen something terrible and flew out.

"Could it be possible that building a foundation in the underground tunnel would bring about a thunderstorm? There is no record of this in the ancient books!"

Li Zhengxuan was shocked and confused.

"Your Highness, you have to survive the thunder tribulation by yourself. No one else can help you, or else the thunder tribulation will come down on you as well!"

Li Zhengxuan cut off the connection with Mingzhu at the first opportunity. If he was contaminated by a trace of the power of thunder tribulation, he might also suffer the tribulation.

The young man in purple obviously knew this as well, and he quickly pointed with one hand, and his magic power surged out to maintain the operation of the pearl.

Boom...

Another bolt of lightning struck, hitting the pearl as big as a sea bowl, causing it to shake and the light shield to dim.

"I was just building a foundation, why did a catastrophe come down?"

The young man in purple was extremely depressed.

Lightning bolts came one after another, and the young man in purple tried his best to resist them, but he had not yet built a foundation, and after a short while, the magic power in his body was almost consumed. Even with elixirs, it would be difficult to continue.

Boom...

Another bolt of lightning fell, and the pearl could no longer hold on. Cracks appeared on the surface, and the light shield was shattered into pieces, leaving only specks of light.

Seeing that the dark clouds were giving birth to another thunderbolt, the young man in purple turned pale. His magic power was almost exhausted and he could not withstand the next thunderbolt at all.

"Master Li, save me!"

The young man in purple flew towards Li Zhengxuan who was standing beside him.

"Don't come over here!"

Li Zhengxuan also looked pale, as if he had seen the god of plague.

For cultivators, thunder tribulation is the ultimate fear, and no one is sure that they can survive it safely.

There were two people, one running away and the other chasing, with thunder falling from the sky continuously from behind.

Not long after, they flew out of the mountains.

The sun was shining brightly outside, with no signs of a snowstorm or thunder, which was a completely different scene from inside.

"Hey, Your Highness the Ninth Prince, you have completed your tribulation and have successfully established your foundation?" Li Zhengxuan suddenly asked with a look of surprise.

The Ninth Prince was also puzzled: "I am still in the Qi Refining Stage and have not yet successfully established my foundation!"

Li Zhengxuan hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Then...are we going back to continue?"

The young man in purple shuddered as he looked at the mountain range ahead that was covered in dark clouds and with golden snakes dancing everywhere.

(End of this chapter)