I, Panda, am super fierce!

The jade gourd was cold to the touch, and Si Heng was a little unhappy that he changed the subject so bluntly, but the cautious expression on the apprentice's face really made people unbearable.

He sighed, and brushed aside Yi Zhou's hair sticking to his forehead with his fingers.

"Absorb the spiritual energy with peace of mind, we will talk about the rest later."

The force of the fingertips across the forehead was not strong, it was light and itchy.

Yi Zhou resisted not to catch them, and closed his eyes to adjust his breath after the person left.

Although he didn't suffer any injuries in Ding Jing's hands, the previous month in the secret realm did exhaust him physically and mentally.

The spiritual energy in the spiritual spring enters the body from the limbs and bones, nourishing the body that has been stitched and repaired.

Yi Zhou stretched out his whole body, leaning against the pool with half-closed eyes, his sanity gradually became drowsy, and the aura in his meridians was circulating on its own.

Those auras are so full in the dantian that they can't let go of any more, but when the mana is running, they will unconsciously absorb the aura from the outside world and transform it, so the mana is getting more and more, and the dantian can't hold it, and there are bursts of pain.

Yi Zhou didn't wake up, he tilted his head outside, snorted softly, raised his arms, covered his dantian and frowned.

The mana circulated week after week, and the pain in the dantian became more and more intense. When the pain reached a certain level, Yi Zhou finally woke up.

When he woke up, he was still a little dazed. He didn't know whether he was in reality or a dream. He wasn't completely awake until the sound of water as his arms swiped across the water.

At this time, the mana in the meridians completed another cycle, returning to the dantian, and the swelling pain came again, Yi Zhou grunted and closed his eyes to look inside.

The mana in the body is thick and white, and it is entering the dantian bit by bit. The dantian is already full of mana, but there is still some mana in the meridians that wants to squeeze in.

The dantian has been stretched to the extreme, and it may burst at any time if it continues like this.

It was too late to think of other ways now, so Yi Zhou had no choice but to continue practicing.

The mana withdraws from the dantian and circulates in the meridians. Although the crisis in the dantian is temporarily relieved, it is not a solution in the long run.

What should I do?

Yi Zhou had never experienced this kind of thing before, so he only had a general feeling in his heart, but he couldn't grasp it all the time.

The spiritual energy in the Lingquan was extremely abundant, the spiritual energy pouring into the body and even the swollen meridians also hurt slightly, Yi Zhou became impatient, he couldn't go on like this!

Just as the mana was about to complete another cycle in the meridians, a small voice suddenly reached his ears.

The voice was very familiar, and it was talking about a Jue. Yi Zhou subconsciously operated according to the Jue, and half of his mana returned to his dantian, spinning slowly in it.

A vortex composed of milky white liquid appeared in the dantian, the speed of the vortex became faster and faster, the thick mana was gradually compressed by the vortex, and the remaining half of the mana was gradually added in.Gradually, the milky-white mana faintly reveals a little light gold.

After being compressed, the volume of the mana became much smaller, and there was a gap in the originally crowded dantian.

After solving the current crisis, Yi Zhou didn't stop, he knew that now was a good time to attack Jindan in one go.

The mana vortex continued to rotate, from the body to the outside, and the surrounding floating spiritual energy centered on him, forming a cyclone. At the bottom of the cyclone, countless pure spiritual energy poured into the body from the Tianling Cap.

A steady stream of spiritual energy was replenished in, and after running fast in circles, it became mana and filled into the vortex of the dantian.

The volume of the vortex did not continue to grow, but shrunk even further, and the golden color inside became thicker and thicker.

There was a person standing some distance away from the Lingquan.

Si Heng stared at the area in front of him. After the spiritual vortex appeared, dozens of spiritual stones flew out of his sleeves, and formed a formation around the spiritual spring.

Yi Zhou himself was in the spiritual spring, and there was a steady stream of spiritual energy in the spring, so there was no need for a gathering spirit array at all.

But as a master, Si Heng is always worried.

The moment the formation was formed, the spiritual energy in that area became more intense, and the spiritual energy vortex, which was difficult for ordinary people to see, also revealed its entity.

The mana in the dantian has been compressed to half, it seems to have reached the limit.

But Yi Zhou saw that there was still more than half of the white liquid, and knew that was not the case.

He gritted his teeth and accelerated the speed of the Jue. The vortex in the dantian accelerated again. This speed seemed to exceed his body's ability to bear it. Not long after, the dantian began to ache again, as if being pulled by something.

Yi Zhou closed his eyes, all his mind was on Fa Jue, and he didn't care about this little pain.

He believed in his intuition, and believed that Si Heng would not hurt him. The other party must be not far away. If there was something wrong with his behavior, Si Heng would definitely stop him.

After a long time, the whirlpool became smaller again, occupying only four-tenths of the dantian, and the pain became milder due to habit. Looking at the extra gold in the whirlpool, Yi Zhou's lips smiled a little.

This meditation lasted for more than half a month, and the later on, the speed of mana compression became slower and slower. At this time, the mana in the dantian had become an oval ball, golden in color all over. The surface is spinning fast.

It has maintained this appearance for a long time, so long that Yizhou almost thought that Jindan was like this. If it wasn't for the reminder from the spiritual energy pouring in from outside his body, he might have stopped working.

The refined mana poured into the center of the ball, but its appearance remained the same. I don't know whether the quantitative change caused the qualitative change. Under Yi Zhou's attention, the elliptical ball finally became smaller again.

Although this change was slight, it lifted Yi Zhou's spirits and made him more focused.

After that time, the speed of the ball's change seemed to be a little faster. Yizhou later felt the pattern, when the aura circulated in the body for 36 weeks, the ball in the dantian would be a little smaller.

The golden ball was gradually completed in the process of constant trimming, and when the last ray of mana was injected into it, the golden vortex in the dantian finally became a perfect spherical shape.

At the moment when the golden ball was formed, a more majestic aura poured into the body than before. The ball was still spinning, and the influx of aura filled the dantian and meridians.

His whole body was in pain, but Yi Zhou didn't feel any sense of crisis in his heart. His dantian and meridians were expanded by the ubiquitous aura, fully doubling their size before!

Because the slight erysipelas left by taking the elixir was excreted from the body, the body was baptized from the inside out and became stronger. The skin that was originally of two colors due to the injury also turned warm white with a warm luster.

But the change was far from over, Yi Zhou closed his eyes, something jumped between his brows, he seemed to know how to control this thing by nature, his mind spread around, and everything appeared in his mind.

This is probably divine consciousness.

Guessing in his heart, Yi Zhou tried to protrude the tentacles a little further, crossed the Lingquan, and moved forward.

There is a spirit stone on the ground not far from the spirit spring. The spirit stone has lost most of its spiritual energy, and I want to know who put it here.

Yi Zhou felt a little happy, he continued to extend the tentacles of his divine sense, and finally saw the man in the white robe.

The man stared in the direction of Lingquan without moving. His clothes were exactly the same as before, and he probably hadn't moved.

The moment he was shrouded in spiritual consciousness, Si Heng noticed it. He withdrew his gaze and suddenly looked in one direction: "Consolidate your mind, don't mess around, there will be a catastrophe later."

The voice came directly into his mind, and Yi Zhou didn't dare not listen. He obediently withdrew his consciousness, meditated and adjusted his breath according to what Si Heng said, and consolidated his realm.

While he was adjusting his breath, Si Heng was not idle, he set up a formation around Lingquan.

The formation is not particularly powerful, probably only able to withstand three or four lightning tribulations.

After doing this, Si Heng showed a little hesitation on his face.

It's not that he can't use more powerful formations, but Heavenly Tribulation is also a kind of experience for monks. It would be a pity if Yi Zhou missed it like this.

Si Heng vacillated between the two ideas, and in the end he raised his hand and laid down another formation. This formation is in the same line as the Mountain Protector Formation, and it can withstand the all-out attack of the cultivator of Huashen. It must be enough to deal with mere tribulations up.

After doing this, Si Heng withdrew his hands and went back to the previous place. He didn't activate the formation. If Yi Zhou couldn't resist it, it would not be too late for him to open it again.

Heavenly Tribulation came very quickly, Jie Lei was accumulating strength in the air, Yi Zhou had finished adjusting his breath and was in the best condition.

He crawled out of the spiritual spring, wrapped a magic robe casually around his body, held Lanyue in his hand, and slowly rubbed the blade of the sword with his other hand.

It was the first time to face the catastrophe, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous, but now he is stronger than ever, and Yi Zhou is confident that he will not be defeated by the catastrophe.

The Sanjiu Heavenly Tribulation is the least powerful, and the time for the accumulation of tribulation clouds is also short. It didn't take long for the first thunder tribulation to descend.

The first nine paths of Lei Jie are Feng Lei Jie, and Yi Zhou is already very familiar with the things in Lei Jie, it is Gang Feng that he has seen several times before.

The gang wind in Lei Jie is different from that in Ding Jing's father and son's magic weapon. It is not gloomy, but has a kind of upright air.

In this strong wind, there was still a trace of thunder and lightning. Yizhou was in it, and kept dodging slightly.

The first catastrophe dissipated quickly, and Yizhou was intact. Seeing the young man holding a sword and looking up at the sky, Si Heng was slightly relieved.

The thunder tribulation fell very quickly, the first one had just ended, and the second one immediately fell.

The second thunder tribulation was similar to the previous one, only a little more powerful, Yi Zhou still did the same thing as before, and survived safely.

Then there is the third, fourth...

The power of Heavenly Tribulation is getting stronger and stronger, and Yizhou can't compare to the previous labor-saving method.

The thunder calamity fell again, and the young man surrounded by the sword began to use a sword move. The sword was fast and slow, seemingly out of order, but it blocked most of the wind and lightning.

Only occasionally one or two leaked in. Yi Zhou would hide as much as he could, and if he couldn't, try to avoid key areas to make himself less injured.

In the first wave, there were nine lightning tribulations in a row, and the time between each one was extremely short, and there was no time for the monks to recover at all.

After the ninth thunder tribulation had passed, the tribulation cloud in the sky calmed down and continued to gather strength.

Yi Zhou's body became tattered again, his cassock hung on his body in strips, and there were many wounds on his chest and limbs. The wounds healed quickly with the help of spiritual energy. Yi Zhou turned his head and smiled in the other direction, Hope to make people feel at ease, and then sat down without stopping and began to meditate.

He needs to recover as much as possible to withstand the next wave of thunder.

After recovering most of the mana in his body, the Thunder Tribulation above his head finally gathered his strength and continued to strike downwards.

The second wave of Nine Thunder Tribulations is Fire Thunder, and Fire is Sky Fire, which is much more powerful than the cultivator's Pill Fire.

Yi Zhou still used his sword to resist, but the nine in the middle were much more powerful than the previous nine. Of course, Yi Zhou was injured more and more often. A good place to be.

The young monk with a dark body didn't even have time to say hello to his master. As soon as Lei Jie stopped, he immediately sat cross-legged in meditation.

Most of the magic power in his body was used up, and the color of the golden core became dim. Just as he closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the aura that seemed a little thin under the catastrophe became full again, and he didn't need to mobilize it. poured into his body.

The corners of Yi Zhou's lips twitched, and then he meditated with all his heart to absorb the spiritual energy.

The interval between the second wave of Heavenly Tribulation and the third wave of Heavenly Tribulation was longer, until the mana was fully filled, and the unstoppable Thunder Tribulation just struck down that day.

The third wave is the pure Thunder Tribulation.

Yi Zhou's body was half numb when he fell together.

He swung his sword to resist, but the thunder calamity could enter his body along the moon. Every time it entered a trace, Yi Zhou's body would stiffen a little, and the chance of being injured was a little higher.

Yi Zhou felt a little headache.

It is impossible for him not to hold the moon, which is all his means of attack.

But Lei Jie, who had been following the natal spirit sword, gave him a headache.

Lanyue probably knew what his master was thinking, so he groaned softly. At that moment, one person and one sword seemed to be connected with each other. Facing another thunder disaster that fell, Yi Zhou subconsciously poured mana into the sword and swung it forward.

The magic power poured into the sword was forced to the tip of the sword, and then a sword-shaped energy was condensed outside the sword body, and it slashed towards Lei Jie above.

Lei Jie was shaved off a bit, and the rest continued to fall. The time was too short, and Yi Zhou was struck straight.

Lei Jie entered the body without barriers, stirring mana in the meridians.

The golden elixir in the dantian spun round and round, and more and more mana poured out, enveloping Lei Jie, and slowly wiping them away.

This time alone, most of the magic power in Yi Zhou's body was removed, but he didn't show anxiety at all, but was extraordinarily excited.

He can actually emit sword energy!

It didn't make him excited for long, as the last ray of thunder was wiped out by mana, another thunder from above descended.

This time Yi Zhou didn't wait foolishly on the spot anymore, he retreated quickly, and at the same time swung sword energy one after another from a distance.

With his previous experience, he can condense sword energy much faster now, and he can always stop Lei Jie before he catches up with him, weaken it little by little, and finally wipe it all out.

Lei Jie fell one after another, although it became more and more powerful, but the number of times Yi Zhou was injured was not so many.

The robbery cloud in the sky is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that it has exhausted its strength.

Eight lightning tribulations fell in a row, but the last one never landed.

Yi Zhou was a little confused, but he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

He waited for a long time, and Lei Jie finally continued to use up his strength and dropped the last one.

The thunder calamity that made him wait for a long time was smaller than before. Yi Zhou couldn't believe it, but he didn't dare to underestimate it.

Maybe like him, the concentrated one is even more powerful.

But Lei Jie, who was waiting for him in full force, exceeded his expectations, and disappeared before his eyes almost without much effort.

Looking at the disappearing thunder calamity in front of him, Yi Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, but almost instantly, in the area where the thunder calamity disappeared, a gray shadow flew towards Yi Zhou's body.

Jieyun stopped moving, neither regaining strength nor showing signs of dissipating, as if he was waiting for something.

And the monk below fell to the ground the moment the gray shadow entered.

This is the real last calamity of the Three Nine Heavens Tribulation - Heart Tribulation.

Yi Zhou lost consciousness instantly, and when he woke up again, he was on a bed.

It was a very simple room, not big in size, except for a bed, there was only a wardrobe, a desk, and a bookcase.

There are many things placed in a mess on the desk, and as for the bookcase, there are more figurines than books.

Yi Zhou got up from putting it on, stared forward in a daze, and then turned his head to search, but he could only see a white wall.

Who is he looking for?

A vague shadow appeared in his mind, Yi Zhou frowned, pressed his palm on his forehead, and snorted uncomfortably.

Have no idea!

"Zhouzhou, why don't you get up yet? You're going to be late for school." Someone knocked on the door, and the image in his mind disappeared. Yi Zhou turned his head, feeling that the voice was a little familiar.

Still can't remember.

Seeing that no one answered inside, the people outside waited impatiently, twisted the doorknob, and pushed the door open.

In came a woman who looked to be in her thirties, wearing an apron, who should have just come out of the kitchen.

As soon as he came in, he said to him: "Wake up soon, mom made you spring rolls, didn't you clamor for them two days ago?"

She didn't stop when she was talking, she opened the closet and took out two clothes and threw them on the bed: "Today is Tuesday, you don't need to wear a school uniform, just try on the suit I bought for you last time, you will look good in it .”

Throwing the clothes in front of him, Yi Zhou took them reflexively. He looked up at the woman beside the bed. Seeing him looking over, the woman was a little worried: "Why, what's wrong?"

After speaking, he stepped forward and put his hand on Yi Zhou's forehead.

After touching it with her hand for a while to make sure the temperature was normal, she was relieved: "Okay, I'm not sick at all, so hurry up and get me up to go to school."

Yi Zhou still maintained that expression, he looked at the woman's face, and said after a while, "Mom?"

"What's wrong?" the woman asked.

After these two words were called out, he remembered the rest of the things.

His name is Yi Zhou, he is 16 years old, and he has just entered the first year of high school. He has to go to school for morning reading before seven o'clock every day. The school requires him to wear school uniforms every Monday and Friday, and he is not required to wear school uniforms the rest of the time.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhou tilted his head and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table. The minute hand was already pointing to five, and it was still more than ten minutes before his home arrived at school.

He was slightly surprised: "I'm going to be late."

"You still know." The woman said angrily: "I don't know how late I played last night, you are in high school now, you should focus on your studies, or else no insurance seller will want you after graduation. "

Yi Zhou's father is an insurance practitioner, responsible for commercial medical insurance and pension insurance. In recent years, the pressure on pension and medical care has increased. Many people pay attention to commercial insurance, and the profession of insurance has become popular.

As a director-level salesperson, Yi Zhou's father earns at least one million a year, but he is always teased by his mother.

The memory fills up bit by bit, and Yi Zhou's daze gradually recedes.

He smiled at the woman beside the bed: "I know, Mom, get up now, you go out first."

"That's all right, hurry up, or I won't answer your homeroom teacher's call if you are late."

The door was closed again, Yi Zhou lifted the quilt on his body, picked up the clothes in front of him, and looked at it.

The clothes are a T-shirt, which is a bit loose, and it can be worn over the head, but for some reason, Yi Zhou always feels that the clothes should not be worn like this, and should be opened from the front.

Pulling his arm out of the sleeve, he shook his head and smiled, thinking that he must have really fallen asleep and confused the T-shirt and the shirt.

After getting dressed slowly, Yi Zhou got out of bed to wash.

Probably lack of sleep, he is very unskilled in what he does today, and when brushing his teeth, he pokes the toothbrush on his gums, which hurts for a long time.

Because of getting up late and delaying in doing things, Yi Zhou didn't have time to eat at home. He grabbed two buns, stuffed a spring roll in his mouth, and went out to catch the bus.

The bus stop is just outside the community, and it arrives at about [-]:[-] every morning. When Yi Zhou goes, there are several other people waiting for the bus.

Here is another center in the urban planning, opposite the bus station is a new commercial plaza.

The plaza had just been built, and it was still in the stage of merchant occupancy. There were investment advertisements on the big screen facing him.

All this made him feel strange, and the confusion that disappeared at home rose again. Yi Zhou lowered his head and thought hard, but he couldn't find anything wrong.

The bus arrived at the stop, and the passengers under the stop sign got on the bus one after another. Only one young man was left with his head bowed, not knowing what to think.

There are not many people at this stop, and the driver is also a master, so he naturally knows the passengers who can be seen every day.

He yelled out of the car: "Hey, young man, can't you get up?"

This shout made Yizhou withdraw his thoughts, he stepped into the bus in two or three steps, and thanked the bus driver.

It was only four stops from home to school, and when he got there, Yizhou got off the bus and was in a daze for the scene in front of him again.

He had already gotten used to his appearance, but after a pause, he walked towards the school with the flow of people.

He narrowly entered the classroom before seven o'clock, found his seat in his memory, sat down, took out the textbook from his schoolbag and spread it out, then stared at the words in the textbook in a daze.

It seems a little unfamiliar.

In the last class, Yi Zhou was distracted by the toneless voice of the history teacher, and looked at the clock on the wall from time to time, waiting for the bell to finish class.

Finally, after school, the class teacher walked in before the students in the class had time to get up.

"Let me tell you something. Tomorrow the school organizes a physical examination. Everyone should come to the school to gather at seven in the morning. Remember not to eat breakfast."

"understood."

"Good teacher."

The following replied in twos and threes, most of the people in the school were promoted from the junior high school of the school, and they have become accustomed to the school's annual physical examination.

Yi Zhou didn't take it seriously, and followed the crowd out, into the car, and back home.

His father is away on a business trip, and he won't be back until half a month later. There are only Yi Zhou and his mother at home.

When Yi Zhou went back, his mother had already prepared the food and brought it up.

"Put down your schoolbag, wash your hands, and then eat." She greeted her son who entered the door.

"Oh" Yi Zhou responded, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, sat on the dining table after washing, and gave his mother and himself a bowl of rice.

"Thank you son." Yi's mother took the meal handed over by her son, and was just about to sit down when she saw a bruise on Yi Zhou's arm.

"What's wrong with you?" She took Yi Zhou's hand and asked, "Did you get into a fight?"

"No." Yi Zhou shook his head in denial, frowned and looked at the marks on his body, and said uncertainly, "It probably happened somewhere."

"Why have you been hit here or there recently? You still have a fever." Yi's mother said, "Is it because of calcium deficiency in Chang's body? Or I'll take you to the hospital another day."

"No need, Mom." Yi Zhou picked up the bowl, took a mouthful of the rice, and said after swallowing, "The school will organize a physical examination tomorrow, and you will know if there are any problems."