Chapter 109 Condensing Pill

The spring flowers fall, the autumn grass grows, the frosty wind whistles through the mountains and forests, and the year flies by in May.

A faint colorful light shines through the white clouds in the sky, and the layers of thick clouds are like colorful glass, shining brightly.

On the ground, the spiritual energy that was so rich that it condensed into liquid suddenly stagnated, and the next moment, a huge long wind poured out from the cave.

"boom--"

The pure spiritual liquid collapsed and was dispersed into invisible spiritual energy, which spread around and set off a hurricane. The trees rustled, sand and rocks flew, and the weeds as tall as a person bent their backs under the pressure, and the mountains were covered with green waves.

Zhang Zheng's eyes suddenly opened, clear and pure, with a hint of smile.

His aura is extraordinary, and his whole body is filled with auras of light. He has obviously condensed into a golden elixir and has officially entered the golden elixir stage.

Zhang Zheng looked inside his body and saw that the jasper in his Dantian was still there, but the blue and white colors inside it became more and more intertwined and indistinguishable.

And deep inside the jasper, there is a green-white bead the size of a copper bell rooted. Unless you look closely, you can't tell the difference between it and the jasper.

The golden elixir condensed by a normal monk should be suspended in the Dantian, with golden light all over the body, as gorgeous as the scorching sun. The higher the quality, the purer the golden light.

Feeling the vigorous and abundant spiritual power in his body, which was more than a hundred times greater than during the foundation building period, Zhang Zheng clenched his fists and involuntarily curled up the corners of his mouth.

The "golden elixir" in her body was far different from the normal elixir, and she could not tell the quality of the elixir she had condensed.

Will it attract auspicious signs?

Who doesn't want to achieve the perfect golden elixir? Zhang Zheng suppressed the curiosity and expectation in her heart and stepped out of the cave.

As soon as he stepped out of the cave, he was shocked by the miserable scene that greeted him.

Thick and tall weeds were lying all over the place, and almost only the bare trunks of the big trees for several miles around were left, while yellow and green leaves of various colors were piled all over the ground.

Zhang Zheng was dumbfounded. What kind of catastrophe was experienced by thunder and lightning, resulting in such a desolate scene?

Could it be caused by her condensation?

Zhang Zheng frowned slightly, looked up, and saw a light-colored auspicious cloud swaying overhead, vaguely showing the light of seven rainbows.

Before joy arose, his brows furrowed into a straight line, and his eyes were fixed on the auspicious clouds that suddenly appeared.

The colorful colors filled with auspicious clouds gradually faded, and a gray haze suddenly appeared behind the stratus clouds. The darkness quickly deepened, and the white clouds instantly turned into a black ink-like paint color.

In Wudi, several fierce purple lights pierced through the clouds and sky, like a group of purple dragons flicking their tails and taking off, swimming through the thick ink clouds.

His eyes were filled with doubts that turned into horror.

The terrifying coercion poured down, forcing Zhang Zheng to stand in place, unable to move.

My mind was in chaos, except for two words that magnified infinitely and circled, like a huge boulder weighing down the top.

Thunder!

Isn’t the heavenly thunder a catastrophe that can only be caused by the Nascent Soul?

The dark clouds and purple thunder dragons in the sky would not give her time to find the answer.

"Boom..."

The earth-shattering thunder was dull, booming, and roaring into the sky. The purple dragon flicked its tail and rushed down, turning into a black and purple thunder and lightning, thicker than a bucket, and the momentum was overwhelming.

Zhang Zheng was shocked and hurriedly raised the water shield to resist. Zi Lei was already in front of him. The sparkling water shield in front of Tian Lei was like a mantis blocking a car and instantly collapsed.

A dazzling purple light exploded in front of her eyes. Zhang Zheng's first reaction was that she was going to be blinded, and her second reaction was the pain that hit her soul.

"ah--"

The bucket-sized thunder enveloped Zhang Zheng's entire body, causing his ears to buzz with pain, but he could still hear the crackling sound of thunder and lightning traveling freely through his body.

That was the sound of human flesh being roasted alive!

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too many bone-deep pains that Zhang Zheng was still able to think of other things while being tortured beyond recognition by the pain.

Why didn't she smell the barbecue smell on her body? Maybe her nose was hacked and disabled.

The first thunderstorm dissipated. Zhang Zheng endured the pain and looked down. He was like a piece of black coal, and his body was still smoking, with only a few white smoke coming out.

The second purple thunder fell, its momentum was more than twice that of the first thunder, and the black color mixed in the purple dragon became lighter.

Zhang Zheng's eyes turned black from pain, and he could hardly feel the existence of his body. He couldn't hold it anymore and fell to his knees with a thud.

The purple thunder with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth was rushing through the body, and everything it passed was scorched black, and even the jasper in the Dantian began to tremble weakly.

His consciousness seemed to be dragged into the dark chaos by the pain. Zhang Zheng gritted his teeth in pain. The already charred skin and flesh were torn apart, and the inside was also charred black, with bright red flesh and blood vaguely visible.

He concentrated on manipulating the vortex of vitality of the nine orifices to run wildly, and the milky white mixed with green aura traveled throughout the body. Wherever it passed, it was scorched and peeled off, the flesh and blood returned to normal, and the bones were regenerated.

This process is undoubtedly painful.

The front legs are scorched by thunder and lightning, and the energy of life peels off the burnt skin and flesh on the back legs and regenerates fresh flesh.

The former is extremely painful, while the latter is painful and itchy.

Regardless of pain or itching, it is an unbearable torture, not to mention the two are squeezed together. You are in me, and I am in you. It is simply the ultimate torture.

Zhang Zheng almost went crazy with the endurance. He gritted his teeth, arched the backs of his fingers, and dug his fingertips deeply into the ground. The rough sand and stones broke through the new skin and dyed it bright red.

Thunderclouds enveloped half of the Western Twelve Peaks. Outside the Tribulation Land, many people were scattered in the air and on the ground, including elders and disciples.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the kneeling figure at the top of the West Twelve Peaks. The purple light was dazzling, causing a lot of discussion.

A disciple in the Qi Refining Stage hid behind his senior brother, excitedly and fearfully sticking out half of his head, and exclaimed: "Oh my God! Is this the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation!"

Someone glanced at him sideways and sneered: "The Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation was a four-foot thunder, but this is only a three-foot thunder."

"Three-foot thunder?"

The young disciple in the Qi refining stage tugged on his senior brother's sleeve, tilted his head and asked in confusion: "When did the three-foot thunder escape the disaster?"

The monk whose sleeve was pulled was staring intently at Zhang Zheng who was wrapped in the thunder. Hearing the words, he replied perfunctorily: "The three-foot thunder is also called the Thunder of Asking the Heart. Naturally, it can be crossed during the time of asking the mind."

The young disciple scratched his head, pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice, "What is Wen Xin Lei?"

No one paid attention to her question, they only stared at the Tribulation Land with an incomprehensible expression, ranging from shock and fear, to confusion, to contempt and hatred.

"Rumble..."

The third thunder from the sky turned into a strong and strong thunder dragon and struck down. The purple light suddenly exploded, without any black color left.

Zhang Zheng's eyes widened to the extreme, and he opened his mouth as if he was suffocating. His cry of pain was choked in his throat, and he couldn't scream.

If the first two blows were so painful to the body that it felt like the soul was in pain, then the last thunderbolt was pure pain to the soul.

She didn't know if her body was numb or something, but she felt that her soul was almost torn into pieces. All the things she had experienced in her life flashed before her death, even the babies and children she had never remembered.

period.

The infant girl was wrapped in tattered and dirty clothes, and the folds on the old man's face were as deep as the ravines in the loess;

A corner of the begging bowl was broken, and it was kicked away by the children who were chasing and playing in groups. It was smashed to the ground and completely shattered. The fragments cut my hand;

Climbing through the gap in the stone, there was a pool of clear spring and a cluster of red fruits. The master sat leisurely on the stone, swinging his legs, "If you want to cultivate immortality, you must realize Taoism";

The people in a town in Zhangshui Prefecture were instantly reduced to a blood mist, silent and silent, and the cold and desperate tears of the old woman were smashed into the wind;

The fallen flowers in the small courtyard are reborn, and a bud sprouts;

…

The picture suddenly froze, the small dilapidated temple was crumbling in the wind and rain, thunder and lightning were raging, and the wind was howling. Two warm copper plates and dirty hard steamed buns fell to the ground at the same time, making a clear sound.

"clang--"
Chapter completed!