Resurrection of spiritual energy to become a god

"You guard this formation and don't let anyone destroy it."

"Don't worry, no one will come to destroy it."

"Well, now I'm going to refine the magic weapon. Will the magic weapon be able to withstand thunder tribulation by then?"

Wan Wushao really had nothing to say. But he couldn't help but ask.

"You have set up an array and want to refine weapons. Do you have any magic talismans? Pills can also protect against lightning."

"Advanced defensive talismans, lightning protection elixirs, etc. are all usable, but now that Zixuan has to advance, he doesn't have time to refine elixirs, and neither do I. As for drawing talismans, the general ones are fine, but the special ones can't."

Wan Wu Shao really lost his temper now. These two people really seemed to be the darlings of heaven. However, Heaven will not be so generous. If you give you a benefit, you will definitely be charged 10% interest. It's not something ordinary people can bear.

Zixuan started to go out to survive the thunder tribulation when there were still two months before the secret realm would be opened.

Because Baili Mohan arranged such a large formation here, it attracted a lot of monsters and humans. Later I heard that it was some sort of lightning protection formation, used to avoid lightning disasters. Some people are surprised, while others are quite contemptuous and look down upon.

I think this opportunistic approach is not advisable. Thunder tribulation is the recognition of a monk's promotion, how can he avoid it?

Of course, many people have other ideas in mind. Those with weak constitutions feel that it is much safer to have this thing.

Zixuan came out of the cave. The spiritual energy in his body was so thick that it seemed to overflow. Thunder clouds were rolling in the sky. Lightning danced wildly in the air. In less than a moment, thunder and lightning as thick as buckets bombarded down from the clouds, colliding hard with the protective aura that emerged from his body. There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and each thunder and lightning contained the power of heaven and earth, seeming to tear it into pieces. Zixuan still endured the thunderstorm at the beginning.

Later, the thunder disasters became more and more severe. He kept picking up hard rocks with his hands and used various mysterious spells to compete with the thunder. If he couldn't bear it anymore, he would go back to the lightning protection array and take some strong medicine. When his injuries were better, he would continue to resist the lightning disaster.

After the thunderstorm struck for a day and a night. It has no intention of stopping and continues to increase. Zixuan has been taking a lot of pills. Amidst these thunderstorms, his physique was also changing subtly, and the power of these elixirs was rapidly transformed in his body to repair these injuries. While enduring the last wave of lightning disaster. The formation was finally broken into pieces. Zixuan threw out the magical weapon again.

"Look, this man is really rich. Huang Ji throws away his magic weapons one by one. What a luxury."

"Of course they are rich. There are not many people in this secret realm who haven't exchanged elixirs with them. They have used all the treasures that we people have worked hard to find."

"Those are just some raw materials. Is it possible that some of them can refine the Huangji magic weapon? That would be really amazing."

"Impossible, how can anyone know so many things? How long does it take?"

The monks watching from a distance all looked at the scene of burning money. I really don’t know what to say. I can only say that this person is too aggressive in amassing money.

However, everyone also discovered that this person's thunder calamity was different from those of them. If they were struck by such a thunderstorm, they would have been killed long ago.

This was all because Baili Mohan later spent a large amount of spiritual stones to buy time, and all the dozen or so Huangji magic weapons he had refined were destroyed. The remaining Zixuan just took it hard. Anyway, the most ferocious one has passed.

Finally, the last thunder and lightning fell, and Zixuan's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and hit the ground heavily. His whole body was covered with injuries, and there was no good spot on his body. However, his eyes were full of surprise, because he knew that he had successfully survived the thunderstorm. When the rain fell, the wounds on his body were also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the lightning disaster passed, Baili Mohan set up a simple protective formation here. He carried Zixuan to the cave. I quickly gave him healing pills and pills to restore his spiritual power. Put Zixuan into the Qiankun pot.

Put away the mobile cave. First, Wan Wu Shao activated a teleportation talisman. Zhao Yiming activated a teleportation talisman. Baili Mohan activated two long-distance teleportation talismans.

Until I was far away from here, and then I found a secluded place to stay.

"Brother Baili, did you find anything wrong?"

"Those monks from the Bird Tribe are not stupid. They are very sensitive to information. I am afraid they have already found out that the drop of divine blood is related to us, but we are just not sure."

"Then it's really troublesome to offend these guys from the Bird Tribe."

"It's just that Xuan is injured more seriously now, and he is in this secret realm. If it were outside, I wouldn't be afraid of them."

"It's difficult to get close to people from the Bird Tribe. Those guys are very arrogant."

"As long as you live in this world, there will be no one without weaknesses. If you don't have desires and desires, why bother cultivating immortality."

In the battlefield of bones. Some people saw that the thunder tribulation was over and left. Like Baili Mohan said, the Eagle Clan, the Eagle Clan, and the Eagle Clan have not left.

"Diao Ba, the secret realm is about to open, why don't you leave?

"Yingxiong, you haven't left either? You don't care about me."

"Humph!"

Not far away from the two people, a sinister-looking man dressed in black looked at the protective formation in the distance with gloomy and vicious eyes, as if he wanted to use his eye knife to cut the people inside into pieces.

The hands behind his back were tightly clenched into fists. He had long known that the divine blood was taken away by these people. But there are always four powerful Void Refining Spirits protecting this place, otherwise he would have taken action long ago.

He originally wanted to take action during the thunder tribulation, but he didn't expect that this person's thunder tribulation would be so crazy. Even he couldn't bear it.

"Master Lan..."

"That man is dead, right?"

"No, but he was seriously injured.

"How could he not die? That lightning disaster was so terrifying."

"If he was chopped to death, there would be no rain. But it is true that the injury was serious. His whole body was almost chopped into charcoal. He may not be able to recover in a few years."

"Humph! That's good." I thought with some schadenfreude all day long.

In three more years, Taiyan Immortal will come to recruit disciples. He wants to be the most eye-catching one, and he must be the core disciple of the inner sect. Don't serve tea and water to others like these people. His majestic Alchemist Huang Ji, these people are also worthy of him.

Time flies and it's time to leave the secret realm. They feel a pulling sensation in their body. When they opened their eyes, they were back in the teleportation array.

While in the secret realm, everyone knew that Zixuan was an alchemist. For those who come back here alive. Who wouldn’t want to get to know a great alchemist. Many people gave a gift before leaving here.

"Brother Baili, fellow Taoist Zixuan." Xuanyuan Mo came to them with a child and Ding Muyang.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, is this child...?"

"Are you two free? I want to chat with you."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

After twenty years of experience in the secret realm, everyone is a little tired. Baili Mohan rented another yard from Wan Wu Shao for the secret guards to live.

Ji Rumei and Baili Guangyuan also rented a courtyard here, and they planned to practice here for a while before returning to Paradise Palace. He believed that those who went back would definitely tell the story about Baili Mohan. If they go back after a while, those people will definitely not say anything.

Wan Wu Shao wanted to take Zhao Yiming home to meet his parents and grandfather. If it had been in the past, someone in the family might have objected. But with Zixuan as a senior alchemist, the family was eager to be associated with such an alchemist.

There are three special guests here in Zixuan. In the past, he was just curious, but now Zixuan knew that they were the three fellow Taoists from the Rabbit Clan whom he had seen in the secret realm.

"Master Geshu, when will you go to our demon clan?"

"Then how do you go back to the Demon Clan?"

"Of course we will go back on Master Wanwu's merchant ship."

"Then it will take quite a long time for you to come and go."

"It won't take long. It's time to meditate and practice."

"We still have some things to do, it will take a while before we leave."

"We're not leaving right away. We have to wait until Young Master Wanwu and the others have a spaceship before they can leave."

"Then let's see when the time comes. If we meet, let's go together." Anyway, when they arrived at the Monster Clan, they were in complete darkness, so it would be easier if they had a guide.