The Prodigal Son of the Mystical Sect

Seeing the sky suddenly become overcast, Chu Tianxiao observed carefully for a long time and concluded that tonight would definitely be thunder and lightning, a rare opportunity! With the idea of ​​​​achieving success in one battle, he finally decided to do it tonight and get the little spark of Minghuang Jiuyou Fire out!

Although... he was a little puzzled by the sudden change in the sky, Chu Tianxiao also knew that the changeable sky in this season was not abnormal, so he didn't take it to heart. After lighting a sound transmission note and reporting safety to Huobao Niang, and asking her to start preparing for his entry into Kyoto, Chu Tianxiao found a relatively secluded valley near Guyang Town and sat cross-legged there.

This sitting lasted for several hours. After confirming that his state had reached the peak, Chu Tianxiao slightly opened his eyes and saw a thunder and lightning!

The roaring sound was endless, but for some reason, there was no rain...

"This kind of weather is really weird. It's true that thunder is loud but rain is small..." Chu Tianxiao murmured, "But it's good this way, so I don't have to use the water-avoiding talisman to prevent the flames from going out..."

Thinking of this, Chu Tianxiao didn't hesitate, took a deep breath, and the true energy in the sea of ​​qi in the snow mountain started to circulate wildly!

Heavenly Thunder Art!

A thick purple arc of electricity was seen from Chu Tianxiao's palm to the air, and then, it greedily absorbed the thunder-type spiritual energy that was filling the world at this moment, strengthening itself. After a while, it formed a purple dragon that was three times more majestic than before! However, it was still not satisfied, opened its bloody mouth, and was still madly absorbing spiritual energy to strengthen itself!

"Sure enough... the night of thunder and lightning is when the Thunder Spirit exerts its greatest power! In just a moment, this... Damn it!" Before Chu Tianxiao finished muttering, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck from the sky, and the purple dragon was actually like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger, and pounced directly on it!

"Damn it! Sure enough, the newly subdued Thunder Spirit is unruly... or stupid? He actually wants to absorb the lightning from the sky? Aren't you afraid of exploding and dying?" Chu Tianxiao's mind moved, and he didn't dare to gamble this time. He quickly controlled the Purple Dragon Blood Thunder to deviate a little bit, but he never thought that this thing saw the lightning from the heaven and earth, and it was like seeing a girl in love. It opened its bloody mouth again and actually absorbed a little bit!

Boom!

I only heard the lightning fall on the hill, and there was a bang. Although the Purple Dragon Blood Thunder only absorbed a little bit, it was like a big man who had a full meal for three days and three nights. It lay down in the air very comfortably, and made a very humane action-stretching out its claws to cover its stomach!

Chu Tianxiao couldn't help laughing or crying at this scene. He had forgotten that these thunder spirits and the lightning in the sky came from the same source. As long as the dosage was controlled, that thing was indeed a great tonic...

"Well, it seems that the purple dragon blood thunder has reached its peak." Chu Tianxiao looked at the purple dragon blood thunder that had grown two more circles, nodded with satisfaction, and then quickly took out the white jade box from the Xumi ring.

The touch felt extremely cold, and it was obvious that this box was also extraordinary.

Chu Tianxiao opened the lid of the box, revealing the nine-bend nanmu inside.

At just one glance, Chu Tianxiao was slightly surprised. The natural treasure in front of him was more like a ginseng than a piece of wood. There were many densely packed things like "roots" on it, winding and twisting like a dragon, and many places were even entangled together, forming an embrace...

Looking at it, it was just like a work of art, but it was no longer called "Nine Bends".

Chu Tianxiao has done some research and found that the quality of the Nine-bend Nanmu depends on how many "roots" it has, how thick they are, what kind of structure they have, and how twisted they are... No matter how you look at it, this Nine-bend Nanmu is of the best quality!

"Hmm... Not bad! No wonder Mr. Yi treasures this thing and puts it in such an extraordinary white jade box. It is said that the best Nine-bend Nanmu has a special fragrance. Whether it is making a musical instrument or boiling medicine, it has extremely rare miraculous effects. It's a pity... In order to complete the task that pits my father, I can only sacrifice this thing tonight."

"There must be gains if there is sacrifice, and the importance must be distinguished. Besides, if it is not such a good thing, how can it split the sparks of the heavenly flame? Hmm... In order to prevent the damage to this wood and unnecessary troubles, just split the box together!"

Chu Tianxiao's regret flashed through his heart, and he threw this thing and the white jade box into the air with a thought, and then he operated the Heavenly Thunder Art to control the extremely strong purple dragon blood thunder and rushed down angrily!

There was a sound of dragon roar, and the purple dragon blood thunder was about to break into countless thunder and lightning intertwined, and madly bombarded this piece of Nine-bend Nanmu!

Boom! Boom!

There were noises one after another, and lightning flashed across the surface of the Nine-bend Nanmu again and again, which made Chu Tianxiao feel frightened and kept shouting in his heart: Come out quickly! Little Spark, come out quickly!

However...

One strike... nothing!

Two strikes... nothing!

Three strikes... still nothing!

Chu Tianxiao saw that the top-quality Nine-bend Nanmu had been split into a charred state, and the white jade box was mostly broken, but until now, there was no spark at all, which was simply against the common sense of the cultivation world!

Of course, this is only Nine-bend Nanmu, otherwise, if it is another piece of wood, let alone any sparks, it would be good if it was not smashed to pieces by lightning!

Chu Tianxiao was anxious, but he also knew that this kind of thing probably depends on a little luck, so he could only grit his teeth and support, and use all his strength to activate the Heavenly Thunder Art...

Continue to split!

With such full force, Chu Tianxiao also felt that his true energy was rapidly being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but at this moment he could not care much anymore, because whether it was the purple dragon blood thunder or the nine-curved nanmu, it was already " Not as good as before." If you try one or two more times and still fail...I'm afraid, you will never have a chance again!

"No... This matter must not be left to chance and place hope on illusory luck! This time, I will use all my strength to use up the power of the thunder spirit. If it fails, it will be over!"

With a thought in his mind, Chu Tianxiao let out a low shout, and then, the purple thunder and lightning, whose light had been reduced due to several consecutive strikes, madly absorbed the power of the surrounding thunder and lightning again, and then struck down with determination and anger!

Bang!

The white jade box containing the nine-curved nanmu finally couldn't bear it anymore and exploded. The nine-curved nanmu was also completely charred black. Only the last small pieces of wood were left. The "mighty" appearance of the "entangled" original one could not be seen at all...

"Failed?" Chu Tianxiao was about to feel a sense of loss in his heart, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he saw a small spark faintly lighting up on the small piece of wood...

When you look closely, you can see that the spark is very weak, as if it has become a dying person just after it was born. However, even this thin "vitality" reveals a strong coercion and unyieldingness, as if he wants to announce to the world that even if he can only be born for a very short time, he has been here!

Chu Tianxiao could even faintly sense the terrifying power contained in it, which was by no means something he could fight against now!

Without hesitation, he immediately took out the red box that Ning Linyun had given him. He saw it flashing and automatically leaving Chu Tianxiao's hand. The lid of the box separated, and a suction force immediately sucked the little spark in. Then, it closed automatically with a bang and fell back into Chu Tianxiao's hands!

Chu Tianxiao did not hesitate and immediately put the talisman given by Ning Linyun on it. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

I saw that little spark actually resisted unwillingly, and at the most critical moment, a one-thousandth chance appeared!

Chu Tianxiao pressed the talisman down with one hand, and just in time, he touched one of these small sparks!

hiss! ——

In just an instant, Chu Tianxiao's palm turned into a burnt black, and the little sparks just happened to follow Chu Tianxiao's palm and entered his body!

This scene made Chu Tianxiao dumbfounded. His first thought was not something like "I have conquered Emperor Ming's Nine Nether Fires, and I can slowly cultivate them", but...

"I'm going to die this time!"