Chapter 14: Lei Fights His Own

There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don’t know the year after the cold is over.

It seemed like in just a blink of an eye, five days passed, and it was the Jingzhe Festival.

Sitting by the study window and looking at the drizzling rain outside the window, Jiang Xuan put down the book in his hand and sighed:

"If it rained during the rest day in my previous life, I would probably be lazy to sleep in bed, right?"

"I didn't expect that after traveling through time, I would actually study hard with this book on a heavy rainy day, and even read it more vigorously than when I was in school."

“The world is really amazing.”

He knocked on the classics placed on the table, and Jiang Xuan then put his eyes on the trash can in the house.

There are dark unknown objects in the bucket, and yellow cloth with scribbled symbols.

These are medicine residues and talismans, which are his practices these days and are also products of failure.

During these five days, Jiang Xuan first read more than ten classics.

Then he drew the talismans hand-drawn and started the furnace to refine the elixir.

Except for the difficulty in setting up formations due to rainy days, he tried all the skills of cultivating immortals who were preparing to study deeply.

Unfortunately, the talisman production and alchemy were failed, and the bitter bamboo was unable to grow a skill leaf that belonged to both.

Of course, this is not because Jiang Xuan is not talented enough, but because these skills of cultivating immortals require a lot of time to accumulate.

For example, now that Jiang Xuan is asked to draw talismans, I don’t know how much smoother it is than the first time.

Even though it will still fail.

"Boom~"

As I felt sad, lightning flashed outside the window, and the spring rain suddenly became even more urgent.

Tangyuan, who was lying on the table and taking a nap, was woken up by the thunder. After rubbing his eyes with his little paws, he jumped onto Jiang Xuan's shoulders with a whimper, constantly rubbing his little head against his neck.

He reached out and scratched Tangyuan's chin, and a hint of doting appeared in Jiang Xuan's eyes:

"Hungry again?"

Xiao Tangyuan didn't speak, but just rubbed more vigorously.

Smuggled her small ears with a smile, Jiang Xuan stood up and brought her some crystal feed:

"You little guy, you either eat or sleep all day long, and I've almost raised it into a pig."

Pulling the glutinous rice balls' increasingly rounded cheeks, Jiang Xuan then took out a piece of jade slip that was about the size of a thumb, standing under the eaves, looking up at the clouds with lightning flashing light.

There is a golden house in the book and a beautiful woman in the book. This is true.

Through reading the classics over the past few days, Jiang Xuan also understood that practicing needs to be guided by the situation.

For example, when the sun rises and sets in the morning and evening, it is the best time to practice the Tai Chi Heart Sutra and understand the yin and yang energy.

If the total amount of true qi that Jiang Xuanchu entered the Taoist realm is quantified into 1, then the exercises are digitized.

The data obtained by operating the Tai Chi Heart Sutra at this time point is that every 3 days can increase the proficiency of the Tai Chi Heart Sutra by 1%, and every 30 days can increase the total amount of true qi by 1.

Improved proficiency will not only increase Jiang Xuan's control over the yin and yang qi, but also accelerate the accumulation of Jiang Xuan's true qi.

If you practice the Tai Chi Heart Sutra during other periods of time, you will have the effect of half the result with twice the effort.

So in the past few days, Jiang Xuan practiced the Tai Chi Heart Sutra at dusk and morning, practiced the Star Gazing Art on the night of starry sky, and studied the "Palm Thunder" and "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" on thunderstorms.

As for the "Tortoise Breathing Art" for body refining, Jiang Xuan was not in a hurry, so he was going to catch a Xuanyi Supervisor before talking about it.

Xuanyi Supervisor is the name of turtle after becoming a spirit.

Depending on the color of the turtle, it can also be called the Black Turtle and Bai Ling.

"The Art of Turtle Breath" was created by the predecessors who watched the breathing of turtles.

So in Jiang Xuan's opinion, after observing the spiritual turtle and then practicing the "Turtle Breath Art", it may also achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Even in addition to this, he had his own ideas about body refining.

As for the jade slip in his hand, it was given to him by his cheap master Ye Jing, which records "The Divine Thunder of the Blue Sky".

Ye Jing once said that the various techniques in the Taoist library do not have a trace of the charm of the great Tao, and are similar to ordinary white paper.

Jiang Xuan didn't know why he said this before, but since he used the three jade slips given to him by Ye Jing, he has understood.

For example, when he was observing the thunder and experiencing the thunder and electric machine, his true energy was also stimulating the jade slip in his hand, allowing it to emit a trace of Taoist rhyme.

The magic tricks of "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" appear in his heart inexplicably, and the master's perception of thunder method continued to emerge in Jiang Xuan's mind, reflecting and blending with the thunder flashing in the sky, making his awareness of thunder more and more.

Although this state is not as good as enlightenment, it is better than lasting.

Enlightenment can be seen as the moment a baby crawls to learn to walk.

Jiang Xuan is in this state, it seems like someone is taking him step by step.

In short, if you are not a direct disciple of a major sect, you cannot enjoy the treatment of Jiang Xuan.

Of course, Jiang Xuan did not waste such opportunities that ordinary people could not get in touch.

With the help of the jade slip in his hand and the golden finger, he has mastered the two thunder methods to an unimaginable level at the same level.

After a long time, the thunder stopped and the rain stopped.

Looking at the rainbow revealed in the sun after the dark clouds dissipated, Jiang Xuan began to make seals after pondering for a long time.

After a while, a blue thunder as thick as a hair appeared in his palm out of thin air.

He raised his palm and looked at the leaping thunder in his palm. Jiang Xuan smiled slightly and then bounced his fingers.

Then the blue light shone brightly, and the sound of thunder continued to sound.

In another moment, the light disappeared.

Jiang Xuan's hair was scattered behind him, and from a distance, it looked like a hedgehog standing up from the eaves of a bamboo house.

"Huh~"

He exhaled a mouthful of exhaust gas with fine particles and patted his hair that was even more exaggerated than an explosive head. Jiang Xuan suddenly laughed:

“It feels good.”

“It’s not mainstream.”

"The first non-mainstream that transcends time and space has appeared. Can you call me the ancestor of the non-mainstream?"

After teasing himself for a few words, Jiang Xuan thought about it and the Tai Chi true energy flowed by.

The next moment, the hair that was standing up on the explosion softened again and spread like a black waterfall behind him.

After clenching his fists, he felt that the force increased by more than one tenth out of thin air. Jiang Xuan couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction:

"The Nine Thunders of the Gods and Skyscrapers are so powerful."

The "Shenxiao Nine Thunders" of the Shenxiao School each has its own focus.

Like the "Qingxiao Divine Thunder" that Jiang Xuan is practicing now, it is also called Spring Thunder.

The spring thunder has the power to kill, but it also has the aura of life.

If you use all your strength, you can attack the world with thunder and everything will be destroyed.

But if you control the strength well, this Qingxiao divine thunder can also be regarded as a body refining thunder.

It’s just that everything is too much or too little.

Nowadays, Jiang Xuan can only chop himself once a week, and he can only chop himself at noon.

Because there are too many chops, something will happen sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)
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