After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Xia Ling was shocked when he saw a hint of blood suddenly appear in his senior brother's eyes.

It is extremely important to remain firm in your heart when going through a tribulation, otherwise it is very easy to go astray and die suddenly.

Thinking of this, Xia Ling became a little worried and quickly said, "Second Brother, you..."

Xia Ling's words were interrupted by him.

He said, "I have caused you trouble."

and also……

"Feel sorry."

This sudden apology actually calmed Xia Ling down. When the next thunderbolt was about to strike Simu Feng, she put a lightning-attracting talisman on herself.

It is indeed quite effective.

When the thunder was about to strike Simu Feng, it suddenly made a sharp turn and all hit Xia Ling.

This time Xia Ling couldn't hold on. The pain from her body being torn apart made her go limp all over. She fell to her knees powerlessly on the ground, spurting out large mouthfuls of scarlet blood.

After being struck by thunder, the disguise pills they had taken in the morning had long lost their effectiveness, and they both returned to their original appearance.

But this made the charred and rotten wounds on Xia Ling's face caused by lightning look even more terrifying.

Si Mufeng was shocked by her action and turned pale with horror.

Even the voice was a degree higher than usual: "What are you doing!?"

"... ahem... of course I will fight this thunder tribulation together with you, Second Senior Brother."

Xia Ling raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips. He smiled and looked at him, "Brother, don't feel burdened, and you don't have to apologize to me. In fact, this thunder tribulation itself is aimed at me. It's useless for me to escape. I can only endure it."

“……”Why are they targeting you?

Simu Feng wanted to ask, but he lost his voice before he could say anything.

What can we do now, knowing the situation?

From the beginning to the end, he was just a useless waste with talent.

It was like this two years ago and it is like this now.

"..."

Xia Ling had been watching him and naturally noticed the change in his mood.

I didn't want to kneel, but I didn't have the strength to stand up, so I just lay flat on the ground, facing the sky.

Like a casual chat, he said word by word:

"Brother, people often say that under a thunderstorm, all living things are like ants, but I don't think so."

"In the final analysis, it is nothing more than a lackey driven by something and serving people according to their needs."

"Boom!!!"

This sentence seemed to anger the thunder tribulation. A strong wind blew up, and countless thunders, emitting a terrifying faint purple light, began to attack Xia Ling frantically.

Xia Ling couldn't help but groan as his body was pierced by several bolts of lightning.

It felt as if all my internal organs were cut off and crushed one by one by a sharp blade. The pain went deep into my bones and quickly spread throughout my body.

Her breathing had long been unstable, and her dress was soaked with blood and sweat. Her hands hanging by her side were clenched into fists, and she clenched her teeth to stop herself from moaning.

After relaxing for a while, Xia Ling turned her head and stared at Si Mufeng, with no expression but more serious than ever.

"Heaven is unkind, so why should we respect it?"

"Second Brother, if you can survive this time, don't be a good person for the rest of your life. Instead of torturing yourself, it's better to be a bad person and take revenge on this dirty world."

"In the future, we will repay kindness a hundredfold and revenge a thousandfold. Be thick-skinned and don't care about the gossip of the outside world. Just be yourself."

"The way of heaven is so cruel, so we don't have to live too proudly."

She will repay kindness a hundredfold, and of course, the same goes for hatred.

It would be better if this dog Tiandao struck her to death, otherwise she would fight against it to the end of her life!

"..."

Si Mufeng suddenly laughed.

An indescribable emotion flashed across his eyes.

It seems sad, but also seems self-mocking.

Everyone in this world only knows that the young master of the Si family is a genius in swordsmanship. Who would care about someone who has become a waste?

But now, she seemed to be saying - 'What are you afraid of? I'm here.'

Si Mufeng pulled the corners of his mouth, as if he was half crying and half laughing.

Finally responded.

"...Okay." The voice was already hoarse.

Xia Ling heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the blood in his eyes fade away.

Just when he was about to tell him how to absorb the thunder, he found that the skin at the corner of his mouth had cracked without him noticing.

The blood kept flowing out, and it was painful and numb.

In desperation, he had to use voice transmission to say, "Second Brother, doesn't the last move of the Unparalleled Sword Manual allow you to summon the heavenly thunder for your own use? Try reciting the spell in reverse, and then empty the spiritual energy in your body.

At the moment when the thunder strikes, use the unique mental method of Wangyue Sect as an aid. Don't reject the thunder. Try to absorb it and turn it into your own spiritual power."

This was certainly not an idea she came up with on her own.

After she proposed the decision to absorb the heavenly thunder, she discussed it with Xiaojin for a long time before coming up with this being the only relatively reliable and original secret technique that they could master at this stage.

Being struck by lightning for so long was not in vain. Just now, she had confirmed that this secret technique was useful.

It is indeed possible to use the power of heavenly thunder for one's own benefit, but the process will be extremely painful.

The power of thunder and lightning must penetrate the entire body and soul before it can be absorbed.

Moreover, only cultivators with thunder-attributed spiritual roots can learn this secret technique, so it has certain limitations.

...If there is any mistake during the process, everyone knows the ending.

Tian Lei became angry again when he saw that the two men were still fearless.

He started to act recklessly and gathered the surrounding thunderclouds, preparing to make a big one to make them suffer.

Si Mufeng didn't ask anything. He tore off the talisman on her body before the thunder struck again. Then he took out the ninth-level ice lotus medicine that she had given him that day from the storage ring and handed it to her.

"Take it directly."

His voice was very soft and trembling, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to hold back the pain.

The red gown, which had become tattered at some point, was stained even deeper with blood, forming a sharp contrast with his pale, sickly face.

His black hair was scattered messily behind him, and his face, which should have been enchanting and charming, was now covered with numerous wounds.

Blood beads like broken threads continued to seep out from the wound, flowing down, falling drop by drop onto the ground, splattering blood.

At this moment, he was like a broken jade, having lost the brilliance he should have, which was a pity.

After reading a lot of books, Xia Ling naturally knew what the effects of this ice lotus were.

I didn't refuse, but I didn't obey completely either.

He plucked off two petals of the ice lotus and put them into his mouth, chewing them symbolically for a few times. After swallowing them, he transmitted his voice, "Brother, you eat the rest. I can only absorb a limited amount of heavenly thunder, so I will have to rely on you later."

If she really can't hold on, she can absorb external spiritual power to resist.

But he was bound by chains and his spiritual energy was drained by them. His situation would be even worse than hers, so it would be safer to leave the remaining ice lotus to him.

"..."

Si Mufeng, like her, didn't listen completely.

He tore off two petals and swallowed them, then put the rest back into the storage ring, ready to give them to her when she couldn't hold on any longer.

The Nine-petal Glazed Ice Lotus was indeed a ninth-rank spiritual plant. Xia Ling could feel that within just a few breaths after taking it, most of the injuries in his body had healed.

Moreover, his cultivation finally broke through the bottleneck and reached the late stage of foundation building.

Although Simu Feng's mirror was not broken by it, his injuries had improved a lot.

The thunder and lightning became more and more powerful. If there hadn't been a ban set up within a ten-mile radius that prevented others from entering, there would have been countless people watching by now.

It can be said that this ban is to completely prevent them from leaving and exists to avoid bringing harm to others.

The two men were struck by the lightning again, bleeding from all seven orifices. The wounds were so deep that the blood and bones were visible. They didn't know whether to mock the ruthlessness of heaven or to "praise" the kindness of heaven.