Cultivation of Immortality: Dual cultivation with the female sect master, and they fell in love over

His consciousness sank into his dantian, only to realize that all the thunder in his body had been contaminated with the aura of thunder.

There may be a small bronze cauldron, which is lying quietly under the Dantian like a thunder pool.

It made him feel a heart-stopping dangerous aura, full of disaster and destruction.

Taking a deep breath, he activated the Star Thunder Hegemony Technique, drawing a small stream of thunder into the meridians. These thunders immediately wandered around the meridians like street runners, not operating according to Su Ping's ideas.

He snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, and forced them to run according to the route of the exercise. Immediately, these thunderbolts began to violently resist, becoming extremely violent, and exploded together. The aura full of destruction penetrated the body randomly, destroying meridians.

With a muffled grunt, a burst of lightning flashed across his body, his hair stood on end, and he spit out a puff of black smoke. He quickly stopped running the technique. Su Ping's face darkened, revealing a pensive look.

I never thought that one day I would be injured by the thunder in my body.

It seems that the situation of thunder in the body is more complicated than he thought. No wonder there is no record of the Star Thunder Body Cultivation Technique that can absorb the thunder from nature for practice.

If all the thunder raged inside his body, he would probably shed his skin even if he didn't die, and his scalp felt numb at the thought.

Now let alone refining thunder, even a small stream of thunder running along the meridians cannot do it for a week.

After thinking for a long time, he could not think of an available solution. At a loss for a while, Su Ping simply walked out of the cave, dragged back the big tiger that he had just killed, roasted it on the spot, and ate and drank it.

Pulling out the small bronze cauldron, according to past practice, every time he advanced in cultivation, he would try to use mana to refine it. Although he knew it was impossible, he still had to try.

As expected, the bronze cauldron showed no response when the mana was injected into it, and there was still no result.

But it was not without gain. He found that as he advanced to Nascent Soul, it was easier to pull the small bronze cauldron.

The idea of ​​becoming an imperial envoy arose in his mind, and he immediately attached his spiritual consciousness to the small bronze cauldron.

As his consciousness gradually increased, the small bronze cauldron actually slowly rose from the ground and slowly floated in front of him.

Looking at the simple little tripod, the runes and dragon and phoenix patterns carved on it were extremely mysterious. After careful inspection, I saw some runes on it shining faintly.

While thinking, he flashed out of the cave with a small bronze cauldron, his fingers emitted spiritual light, and he pointed at a rune that glowed slightly like a tiger.

The tiger looked up to the sky and roared, full of killing intent, and the entire rune came alive.

The moment his fingers touched the rune, all the mana was quickly drained away by the small bronze cauldron. Until most of it was drained away, the rune immediately emitted a bright light, and then a roar like a beast from ancient times resounded throughout the world.

"Ow!"

Following the beast's roar, a three-foot-tall white tiger slowly walked out of the rune like a king.

The white tiger is extremely magical, surrounded by spiritual light. Every time it steps, the entire forest shakes, giving people a full sense of oppression.

There was no emotion in the cold eyes, full of chilling aura.

Looking over with his huge head tilted, Su Ping was shocked and took a few steps back without leaving a trace. He felt a strong pressure from the white tiger.

White Tiger did not attack him, but looked at him indifferently, then turned to see the small bronze cauldron next to him, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Then he turned his head to look into the distance, raised his head and roared, and suddenly the mountains and forests were filled with sand and rocks, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Su Ping then carefully looked at the white tiger standing quietly, and found that he and the white tiger that had been transformed were like using magic, and their consciousness was somewhat involved.

"go with!"

He spoke cautiously, stretched out his hand, and commanded an attack through his consciousness.

The white tiger standing quietly suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes like a stream of light. His whole body was full of spiritual light and he crashed into a mountain peak in the distance.

"boom!"

In the roar of the white tiger, the entire mountain peak immediately exploded and was directly smashed into a pile of rubble.

After doing this, the white tiger slowly disappeared in the air.

Su Ping was a little surprised. The power of this white tiger's blow was at least equivalent to a blow in the late stage of Yuanying. In terms of power, it was not much better than Ye Hongyi's half-step Yuanying perfection.

Looking at the Tiger Walk Rune again, it was now as dim as other runes. I thought deeply in my heart, not knowing whether it could be restored.

After so many years, he finally discovered another function of the small bronze cauldron. He had a feeling in his heart that as his cultivation level improved, the white tiger would become more powerful the more mana he injected into it.

It would be great if he could recover. The power of Nascent Soul's late-stage blow is equivalent to one of his trump cards.

He turned his attention to the other lit runes, thought for a moment, and finally used his magic power to light them. Suddenly, firebirds covered in flames appeared in the forest, as well as giant beasts with blood soaring into the sky.

It wasn't until his mana was exhausted that Su Ping nodded with contentment. With his current mana, he could summon at most two monsters at the same time, and he had no mana to do anything else.

But it can be regarded as a trump card. He also has a powerful body and thunder, plus the attacks of these strange beasts. If used properly, the late Nascent Soul monks may be able to kill them.

Just as he was about to continue observing the small bronze cauldron, his face suddenly showed a painful expression, and the surface of his body also flashed with thunderous light. Without the suppression of the small bronze cauldron, the thunder in his dantian began to stir up chaos again.

He quickly sent the bronze cauldron back to his dantian. With the suppression of the bronze cauldron, the thunder in his dantian began to calm down again.

He sighed silently, it would be great if the small bronze cauldron could follow the thunder along the meridians and help him suppress the thunder.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. The small bronze cauldron cannot be suppressed, but what about the runes?

He immediately swallowed a pill, and when his mana recovered slightly, his fingers flashed with aura, and he started writing in the air. A shimmering word "Zhen" slowly formed in the air.

Then he stretched out his hand a little, and the word "Zhen" was submerged into the body, and met a small burst of thunder that had just been pulled out of the Dantian. Just as this thunder was about to cause chaos, a brilliant "Zhen" character was inserted into the thunder, and it suddenly became quiet.

Then this thunder was dragged along the meridians by the power of Xing Lei Ba Body. Although he was extremely reluctant, whenever he wanted to go berserk, he would be firmly suppressed by the runes.

Especially when it was running for a week, this thunder seemed to notice something, became extremely restless, and wanted to explode several times.

However, because this burst of thunder was too little and not powerful enough, it was unable to escape the suppression of the runes even after running for a week, and helplessly completed a cycle in the body.

After the exercise had been running for a week, Su Ping dispersed the runes. Although the thunder was still a little reluctant, it was no longer violent and abnormal, destroying the meridians in the body, and was pulled by the exercise to circulate again.

Repeatedly, after several weeks, this thunder was finally completely refined, leaving Su Ping's mark, and it was as if it had been cultivated on its own before, and he could use them as he pleased.

The difference is that this thunder still carries a hint of heavenly calamity, and is more powerful than before.