There are many ways to overcome tribulation, and magic weapon is indeed one of them.
The premise is that the treasure of dual cultivation of sex and life is closely related to the primordial spirit. The two share the damage. While weakening the thunder tribulation, they can also use the thunder punishment to strengthen the magic weapon and turn danger into opportunity.
It’s no good if you pick it up. You have to use someone else’s hand to overcome the tribulation. It’s equivalent to the next time there are two people standing in the thunder tribulation, the power will only double.
Haven’t you seen a pig run, or eaten pork
In Zhao Fangce's opinion, Lu Bei was very powerful and was the leader of a sect. He could talk and laugh while going through tribulations and he never merged with his body. He must have seen many people going through tribulations, so he did not remind him.
It was true that Lu Bei had his own lackeys at the Tribulation Crossing stage, and he had killed quite a few Tribulation Crossing cultivators. As for Wu Zhou, he had hooked arms with Zhu Xiu Shi, had sex with the Grand Tutor ten times a night in a small dark room, and he even had a Tribulation Crossing godmother a long time ago.
But no matter how good Fox Er was at fortune-telling, he could never have imagined that his godson would be chased and struck by thunder, and no one had ever taught him what to pay attention to when facing the thunder.
This was the first time Lu Bei saw someone transcending a tribulation, and that person was himself.
He suffered from his lack of experience and used textbook-level incorrect methods to deal with the calamity. He used magic weapons he had picked up, more than one, and was fortunately able to double the thunder calamity.
Just one shot and the body is paralyzed.
The small world unfolded, Lu Bei escaped into the void, taking away three ownerless magic weapons. As Zhao Fangce covered his face, he once again used the wrong way to deal with the disaster.
I know that your soul is powerful, but you can't proactively send yourself before the thunder tribulation!
The second strong light fell, and Lu Bei was blasted out of the small world. His face was black, and his flesh and blood were burnt all over his body, especially his back which was directly facing the lightning strike, and his spine was clearly visible.
The heavenly thunder penetrated his body, and without tempering his flesh, the Immortal Sword Body's super-strong defense seemed to have disappeared.
Moreover, after being baptized by thunder, his self-healing ability has been greatly reduced. Injuries that could usually be recovered in an instant are now recovering at a snail's pace.
Zhao Fangce gritted his teeth and controlled the golden light to block two lightning strikes for Lu Bei. After that, he was helpless and could only barely protect Gushan City with all his strength.
"Sect Master Lu, don't hold on. There are only five lightning strikes left. Gushan City can handle it."
Your eye saw that I was holding on, I was passive, okay!
Lu Bei's ears buzzed as the fifth lightning struck. A huge flash of light that pierced through the sky and earth surrounded him. The blazing light did not dissipate for a long time, stirring up the vitality of heaven and earth to roll wildly like a raging sea.
He opened his mouth and spewed out black smoke, his flesh and blood carbonized, his bones and tendons broke, and his soul seemed to be torn apart and in a daze.
If he doesn't think of a way to save himself, he will be dead after the next thunder.
Zhao Fangce was also thinking of a way. He stepped into the void and looked for the big monster in the Ten Thousand Mountains that was about to transform, so that Lu Bei could do everything possible to hold on for a while longer.
"Transformation Tribulation..."
Lu Beijiao's body lay on the ground motionless, sensing the terrifying energy surging in the sky. He gritted his teeth and switched to his second incarnation. The golden-winged roc with a wingspan of nearly twenty meters soared into the sky.
"Qualifications, move!"
[You have made some progress in refining the purity of your bloodline, speed +20]
[You refine your bloodline to be pure...
[you…
The Immortal Sword Body has no way to deal with the thunder tribulation. If he wants to withstand the remaining four thunder tribulations, he can only change to a stronger physical body. Referring to what Zhao Fangce said, Lu Bei can only summon the Golden-Winged Roc.
With the current physical body of the Golden-Winged Roc, it can be regarded as a young eagle in the tribe, still a child, unable to withstand the terrifying power of thunder, and can only use its talents.
Nearly six billion talents flowed away like a flood, and the wingspan of the Golden Winged Peng expanded wildly, twenty feet... thirty feet... fifty feet...
Boom—
Thunder roared loudly throughout the world, energy storms roared, and a huge white sphere expanded rapidly under the thunderclouds, like a small sun, illuminating all directions with white light.
If you get closer, you can see a golden eagle bathing in the white thunder ball.
The thunder, carrying the vital energy of heaven and earth, penetrated the bones and veins of the Golden-Winged Roc, passed through the body, and extended to every feather.
The transformation calamity is of no benefit to human cultivators, but it brings both blessing and disaster to the demon race's physical bodies. Raging golden flames ignite all over the Golden-Winged Roc's body, twisting the space into mottled shatters, like a piece of gold and iron being forged, being sharpened in the lightning, awakening the dormant blood in the body, and sublimating it to the utmost to wash away impurities and dust.
boom!!!
Violent lightning swooped down from the black clouds, and the golden-winged Roc's body was charred black as it fell from the sky in a spin.
After a moment, the golden body grew larger again, flapped its wings, rolled up an endless hurricane, dragged the golden phantom, and rushed into the thundercloud.
"Move!"
[You have made some progress in refining the purity of your bloodline, speed +20]
[You refine your bloodline to be pure...
[you…
[You refine the purity of your bloodline, awaken your innate magical power [God], spirit +1000, charm +500, free attribute points +100, skill points +5000]
[Second incarnation: Golden-winged Dapeng Lv20 (1w/20E)]
The two beams of golden and white light collided with each other, making a loud sound but without any sound, and heaven and earth became silent.
No one knew what had happened over there. It was difficult to detect with the naked eye and the divine consciousness was also blocked. All they knew was that above the nine heavens, there was a constant rumbling of thunder and a dazzling light, comparable to ten suns shining across the sky. The entire plain, including Gushan City, and even part of the Ten Thousand Mountains were shrouded in the strong light.
"Are you late?"
"No, it's no longer necessary."
Zhao Fangce stepped out of the void, stepping on the pale-faced snake girl. Her face was as red as peach blossoms, and she was so delicate and weak that she could not bear the whipping. Her appearance was absolutely beautiful.
Below the slender waist, a pale green snake tail was broken off, and the clothes were stained with blood, which was quite pitiful.
Swish!
The light of the demon-slaying sword flashed, and a line of blood appeared on the face of the beautiful snake. Her stunned eyes turned gray and dull, and she slowly fell to the left and right.
…
The lightning lasted for about half an hour, and then heaven and earth returned to peace and the dark clouds slowly dissipated.
The plains were sunken and collapsed, with large charred pits everywhere.
The sky was several feet high, and the canyon-like abyss was full of cracks and devastation. The deepest part was struck by lightning and sank more than ten feet. If it were not far away from Gushan City, I'm afraid that all the people in the city would have disappeared.
Zhao Fangce narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the golden figure in the sky, holding the demon-slaying sword tightly in his hand.
The figure, about two meters tall, stood with his back against the sun, bathing in the golden light. His golden eagle eyes were majestic and powerful, and his muscle lines were clearly defined. Although he was naked, he had an air of silent arrogance, and he exuded a domineering aura that looked down on the world while standing alone.
"The transformed demon..."
"Master Lu, are you from the demon clan?"
Zhao Fangce spoke calmly, his eyes flashing with unknown meaning. He couldn't figure out how this giant demon body came from when Lu Bei's flesh and blood body was definitely that of a human.
“People, always.”
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Lu Bei shook his stiff shoulders, his spine stretching with a popping sound, and he took out an ill-fitting Taoist robe and put it on casually, covering up little Lu Bei No. 2.
"Master Lu, where did this demon body come from? Can you help me resolve the doubts in my heart?"
"It's just an incarnation. As an old-school Taoist, I mainly practice swordsmanship, and at the same time, I refine a demon bird as my second incarnation. Is there anything wrong with that?" Lu Bei came in front of Zhao Fangce as if teleporting, glanced at the snake corpse on the ground, and secretly said that it was ruthless.
No, you also practiced magic.
Zhao Fangce remained silent and was not satisfied with Lu Bei's answer. He just felt that the man in front of him was mysterious. As the Grand Marshal of the Xuanlong Army, he encountered a transformed monster on the front line. Even though they had fought together before, he had to get things clear at this moment.
A man of integrity has nothing to fear. Lu Bei had nothing to explain. He waved his hand and took out the Fang Tian Hua Ji, dispelled the remaining imprint of Lu Li's soul, and implanted his own mark.
Suddenly, his face froze, he stood there blankly, and then he grinned and bared his teeth at Zhao Fangce.
Zhao Fangce: “…”
"This sect master is indeed an orthodox cultivator of the human race. My incarnation involves the inheritance of my master, so I'm sorry that I can't tell you. If Emperor Xuanlong has any doubts in his heart, this sect master will gather all his lackeys and leave the border of Xuanlong soon." Lu Bei swallowed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in one gulp.
He had no ill feelings towards the white-haired people, because of what he had seen and heard in the Xuanlong area, especially the complementary relationship between the Zhao family and the dragon veins, it can be said that he had a good impression of the white-haired people.
To say something that is not very loyal and patriotic, compared with Zhao Fangce, the guy from Wu Zhou is just a younger brother.
Come to think of it, it makes sense. After all, Mr. Lu is his brother-in-law.
“Hehehehe—”
Zhao Fangce: “…”
The White-haired Emperor was silent for a moment and silently put away the Demon-Slaying Sword. No matter what, it was an indisputable fact that Lu Bei killed Lu Li. He was indebted to both Gushan and Xuanlong.
For him, it was also a life-saving grace.
If Lu Bei had not appeared, he and Lu Li would have died together, and this day next year would be his death anniversary.
"Master Lu wants to leave Xuanlong anytime he wants. I would like to invite distinguished guests from the Tianjian Sect to a banquet. I hope Master Lu will not refuse."
"Just eating and drinking, nothing else?"
Lu Bei poked his head out and saw that Zhao Fangce looked very grim. He switched his incarnation, brought out his severely injured and charred body, raised his hand and rubbed his fingertips.
The power of the thunder is still there, and even using the green energy of Jia and Yi wood cannot heal my body in a short time. This is the only way for now.
Zhao Fangce was even more curious about the ease with which he could switch between human and demon bodies. If possible, he wanted to trade Lu Bei's incarnation skills. Assuming that there were ten incarnation monsters acting as undercover agents, Xuanlong could pacify the Hundred Thousand Mountains and end the suffering of a thousand years of war.
"Master Lu, rest assured. You killed the demon king Lu Li, and this alone will be a great favor to Xuan Long. I will not let you work in vain."
Zhao Fangce took a deep breath, looked at Lu Bei steadily, and said, "Master Lu, have you ever thought about moving the Tianjian Sect to Xuanlong? I swear here that I will fulfill the promise that Wu Zhou can give you tenfold on the spot."
"Forget it. The Zhu family of Wu Zhou gave me a princess, the current emperor's sister. Emperor Xuanlong can't give me ten sisters, right?" Lu Bei shrugged and declined.
Zhao Fangce: “…”
His father died early, so he couldn't have ten sisters. If Lu Bei didn't mind waiting, the next Emperor Xuanlong might have ten sisters.
After all, he was an emperor with integrity and didn't say it out loud.
"However, although I cannot move the Tianjian Sect to Xuanlong, I can still set up three or five branches."
Lu Bei rubbed his hands and said, "Emperor Xuanlong, the Tianjian Sect has been doing the elixir business recently. Don't frown. It doesn't matter whether there is money or not. This sect leader just wants to make a contribution to the great cause of slaying demons and eliminating evil."