In the illusion formation, next to Zhuang River, Xiao Chen was still lying motionless on the shore. Three days had passed, and his shriveled skin had become slightly plumper.
But he still looked skinny, as if he was stunted. Toxins accumulated in his skin, making his fair skin dark.
Another three days passed, and the sky was covered with dark clouds and gloomy. In the blink of an eye, big raindrops fell quickly, hitting Xiao Chen's face.
There were heavy rains, lightning and thunder. Above the Zhuang River, the water surface rose extremely high, and the turbulent river became more turbulent and rushed away.
Tsk!
The rain fell on Xiao Chen's closed eyes, and his eyelids couldn't help but move twice, after a while. His closed eyes opened a slit, and the rain penetrated through the slit and entered his eyes mercilessly.
There was a mist, and the scene in the sky was blurry and misty. Xiao Chen seemed to have seen his parents in the previous life. Because of his passing, his mother cried every day, his father sighed all day long, and the black hair on his temples turned gray.
"Dad, Mom..." Xiao Chen murmured softly, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears, but they kept flowing from the corners of his eyes.
There had never been a moment in his heart that he felt so lonely as now. The sky was so vast that there was no place to stay. Facing the downpour, there was not even a hut to shelter him from the rain.
He stretched out his right hand with difficulty, reaching into the air, trying to hold the vague but familiar parents in the air.
The heavy rain kept hitting Xiao Chen's right hand, ruthlessly extinguishing his illusions. The figures of the parents slowly disappeared in the sky, and familiar figures appeared one after another in Mohe City.
Xiao Yulan looked heartbroken after he left in Mohe City. Ye Lan, Xiao Linger and other partners from the dark forest trial knelt in front of Xiao Xiong because of him.
Feng Feixue dressed in men's clothing, holding a folding fan, and came gracefully in the early morning. Various scenes from the past appeared one by one in front of his eyes.
"Mohe City, I have been gone for so long, will you still remember me?"
"Cousin Yulan, did you go to Qintian Academy with Xiao Jian?"
"Xiao Jian, will your resentment towards me lessen because of my departure?"
"Feng Feixue, you first gave me the Qinglong Medicine Cauldron, and then you gave me the Qinglong Tengyun Jue. What is your identity?"
"Xiao Xiong, why do you want to drive me out of the Xiao family and be so unfeeling to me just because I possess the Qinglong Martial Spirit?"
All the blurry scenes in the sky disappeared, leaving only the mist, and the torrential rain washed away Xiao Chen's memories over and over again.
When all the memories disappeared, Xiao Chen's heart became empty again, and the fog in his eyes disappeared. He looked at the pouring rain, thoughtfully in his mind.
Xiao Chen struggled for a while and stood up from the ground. He stood up slowly with his right hand on the ground and staggered a little. Because he had been lying on the ground for a long time, his blood circulation was different, his head was dizzy, and he almost fell down again.
After a while, with blood flowing all over his body, Xiao Chen walked slowly towards the bank of the Zhuang River, soaked in the heavy rain. A blurry reflection appeared in the water, showing Xiao Chen, with a thin body and dark skin.
Xiao Chen smiled bitterly and murmured: "Heaven-level martial arts are indeed not something I can use now. If I use them next time, I will probably be shattered to pieces on the spot."
Then he remembered that when he first used Qinglong to go to sea, he was rescued by Xiao Yulan, who took good care of him, and the table of delicious meals.
Now that the two of them are far apart, they don't know when they will see each other again, and they can't help but feel melancholy in their hearts.
After retracting his thoughts, Xiao Chen found a flat stone, caught in the pouring rain, hesitated for a moment, and crossed his legs directly on it.
He took out the seven-leaf fruit in the Qiankun Ring, and the refreshing medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air, with streaks of golden aura that could not even be penetrated by rain.
Without any hesitation, Xiao Chen took this treasure of heaven and earth that even the black-footed snake dared not swallow directly. His qi and blood are now extremely weak. Even taking a red pomelo is not enough and he needs to take a lot of supplements.
There is no need to be afraid that the Qi and blood will be too strong, which will lead to excessive anger and death.
The horse chestnut melted in the mouth and turned into a cool medicinal liquid. It followed the meridians in Xiao Chen's body and circulated throughout his body for a week.
A terrifying amount of essence spurted out from everywhere in Xiao Chen's body. The extremely strong energy and blood kept churning in his body, rushing directly into Xiao Chen's mind along the various acupoints on his meridians. Tianding point.
Xiao Chen's body exuded a light golden halo. Large raindrops fell on it and were immediately evaporated into a mist. In an instant, the stone platform was filled with mist.
In the mist, a figure exuded a golden halo, looking extremely sacred in the heavy rain.
A seven-leafed flower blooms once every twenty years, and it takes one hundred and forty years for all seven to bloom. It will take another twenty years for the seven-leafed flower to bloom.
It takes a full 160 years for a horse chestnut to be born. During these 160 years, the horse chestnut keeps absorbing the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
By the time it blossoms and bears fruit, the vitality of heaven and earth contained in it has reached an incredible level. This purest and richest vitality can directly elevate a warrior's realm to a higher level.
Although Xiao Chen had anticipated the power of the Seven-leaf Fruit, at this moment he still underestimated the vitality of heaven and earth contained in the Seven-leaf Fruit. Faintly, he was even a little unsure of it.
Quickly running the Purple Thunder Art, Xiao Chen slowly refined the vigorous medicinal power, and the purple mist continued to rise from the top of his head.
The bones and flesh on Xiao Chen's surface slowly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the dry skin gradually became plump. The dark cheeks are as sharp as a knife and have sharp angles, giving people a sense of oppression as a sword is drawn out of its sheath and its sharp edge is exposed.
After running the Purple Thunder Art for three small weeks, Xiao Chen finally controlled the power of the medicine. He continued to operate the Purple Thunder Art, preparing to take advantage of this opportunity to directly reach the realm when the heavy rain was coming.
Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sun, rolling and rolling. Among the clouds, the sound of muffled thunder continued to roar, and the ruthless rainstorm, carried by the strong wind, became stronger and stronger.
There are sounds of wind, rain, thunder, turbulent rivers, and waterfalls all around, and further away there are the sounds of insects and the low calls of spiritual animals.
As the sound entered my ears, Xiao Chen's altar became clear and clear, entering a state of selflessness, wandering between reality and illusion, and comprehending everything in the world.
The Purple Thunder Jue circulated for a large period of time. The surging medicinal power contained in the Seven-leaf Fruit and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed by the Purple Thunder Jue gathered together and flowed into the Dantian.
boom!
There was no obstacle to the martial spirit in Dantian, and ten white clouds exploded with a bang, turning into chaos. The clouds and mist dispersed, and a clear water appeared in the chaotic space of Dantian.
The pool of clear water was more than double the original area when Xiao Chen advanced, and he felt the power. Xiao Chen was extremely pleasantly surprised. He was promoted directly to the peak of the middle-grade martial arts master. He was only one step away from reaching the top-grade martial arts master.
Xiao Chen had already reached the point where he could advance again, and he had been suppressing this power to consolidate his foundation. Unexpectedly, this time, after a lot of accumulation, I used the seven-leaf fruit to directly rise to the peak of the middle-grade martial artist.
boom!
In the sky, an extremely violent thunder suddenly sounded. Pulled by the thunder, countless thunder sounds appeared in Xiao Chen's body, making a crashing sound.
There are more than 700 acupuncture points in his body, and thunder is constantly ringing in each acupuncture point, echoing the thunder in the sky. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was the thunder in the sky that was pulling the thunder in Xiao Chen's body, or whether Xiao Chen was pulling the thunder in the sky to cry for him.
Every time the thunder in the acupoints roared, Xiao Chen felt that the power contained in his body became stronger. This thunder was actually tempering his body.
Xiao Chen suddenly remembered a record in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation. After cultivating the Purple Thunder Art to the third level, every time it advanced, it was possible to trigger strange phenomena in the world and bring great opportunities to the cultivators.
According to legend, after cultivating to the seventh level, you will experience thunder tribulations in future cultivation. Today, it seems that this legend should be true.
When the thunder completely stopped, the Purple Thunder Art in Xiao Chen's body suddenly changed, and the speed of operation actually became faster again. At this time, the Purple Thunder Art also advanced at the same time.
The heavy rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sunshine reappeared. The forest was filled with vitality again, and the sounds of various birds and animals continued to be heard.
Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and the purple thunder fire in his body suddenly poured out from his pores. Finally, they gathered together and turned into a dazzling purple fire, floating in front of him.
The Purple Thunder Art has been promoted to the third level, and the Purple Thunder True Fire has also undergone qualitative changes. It has finally produced a source fire, and it will no longer be a rootless fire.
With a thought of Xiao Chen, the source of the Purple Thunder True Fire turned into a ray of purple light and poured into his right eye.
In his right eye, an endless sea of fire instantly appeared, as if the entire universe was spread by flames. Finally, the boundless universe began to merge, and the purple fire turned into a little purple light, disappearing into Xiao Chen's eyes, and his right eye returned to calmness.
Jumping down from the stone platform, Xiao Chen felt that his whole body was filled with infinite power. Every move he made had great power. Walking on the muddy ground, Xiao Chen came to the edge of the Zhuang River.
With a wave of his hand, a diamond-shaped purple flame appeared in his right eye, blooming with an extremely eerie light. A surging flame appeared from Xiao Chen's hand and fell on the calm Zhuang River.
laugh! laugh! laugh!
The terrifying purple fire burned directly on the river surface, making a non-stop sound. After a long time, when the purple fire disappeared, the water surface above the Zhuang River actually dropped by a finger's distance.