In this case, he began to prepare to break through the four poles.
Before, the clone of the Ancient Tea Tree of Enlightenment marched to the four extremes, high up in a high house, and then went back to observe the realm of Taoist Palace to practice, allowing him to stay in this realm for several more months, and gained a lot. After walking a little further, his strength was much improved than before.
Now, there is no way forward, so it’s time to break through.
Thousands of miles away, he found an uninhabited land, confirmed that there were no people around him, and began to break through.
It fell into place and went smoothly, after all, it had been done before.
"There is still no thunder disaster."
Ji Congxin looked up at the sky, feeling a little disappointed at the clear sky.
He consulted a lot of books in Yaoguang, about practicing the Thunder Tribulation of Broken Mirror, which is exclusive to special physiques.
Ordinary people have never heard of heavenly tribulations in the four poles.
"It seems that I am a very nice person. God sees that I am too kind, generous and of high moral character, and cannot bear to attack me."
Ji Congxin muttered to herself and prepared to leave.
However, there was sudden thunder and lightning in the sky, and a small calamity cloud formed above his head.
His heart tightened and he quickly looked up.
The black calamity cloud was like ink, quickly spread out from a square of one foot, and spread to a mile in size in less than three or two breaths.
The strong wind blew, and the corners of clothes rustled. The weeds on the ground lowered their heads, and sand flew and rocks flew. Inside the calamity cloud, purple electric arcs flashed continuously, and the sound of rumbling was endless.
Three or two wild beasts nearby fled away quickly, looking panicked. What happened? Why was Tiangong angry?
Ji Congxin, on the other hand, beamed with joy and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that I have a very good character. Not only am I handsome and graceful, but I am also willing to do good, respect the old and love the young, do not seek fame and wealth, and do not give in to five buckets of rice..."
Even if you have an ordinary physique, God will treat you with a special physique and specifically send down thunder disasters, even if you don't hesitate to open the back door."
"Heaven and earth gave birth to me and raised me without asking for anything in return. Today, hundreds of millions of monks have made an exception for me and favored me alone... It seems that my excellent moral character has reached an unprecedented level."
The thunder and lightning in the sky became even louder.
Ji Congxin was even more humbled by her noble sentiments.
Finally, when the lightning disaster came, Ji Congxin saw that it wasn't too powerful, so he didn't resist much and just used the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique.
At the same time, all kinds of magic weapons and secret techniques are ready to be used at any time, and even golden maces are ready to be used in case the real power of the thunder tribulation does not match the external performance.
"The power...can't do it!"
Ji Congxin tasted it and did not receive any injuries.
The lightning disasters continued, one after another, but Ji Congxin only used the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique to prevent them all. It did not even operate to the extreme, not even half of it. Arcs of electricity surrounded his body.
The holy light soared into the sky, and he was like a god controlling the divine thunder. The electric light around him seemed to be his toy, unwilling to harm him.
"This...at most can only kill the four-pole monks from Xuanyin Sect before. It's too weak."
Ji Congxin commented that his thunder catastrophe was completely different from the thunder catastrophe recorded in the book about the evil monster.
The real geniuses of Thunder Tribulation are all evildoers. Their qualifications, bloodline, and physique are beyond ordinary people's imagination. They are all physiques that are rare in ten thousand years. The Thunder Tribulation is so powerful that they can go through four or five times without vomiting blood. They have experienced thousands of battles and used all kinds of weapons.
It’s hard to really get through it even though I’m trying my best to get through it.
Unexpectedly, his thunder calamity was so relaxed and comfortable, without any sense of nervousness at all.
It was obvious that even if Ji Congxin practiced hard, mastered many ancient scriptures, and used the Source Eye of Creation to improve his physical potential, he was still not as good as a monster that only happened once in ten thousand years.
In the end, the thunder disaster became even more massive and seemed to be overwhelming.
But it still didn't hurt Ji Congxin. He just used the Hunyuan Holy Light Technique to the extreme to prevent it.
Such a thunder catastrophe can only kill the current Ji Vukong, so what's the use?
Ji Congxin sighed helplessly. It seemed that he was too kind and God couldn't bear to kill him. He was just pretending.
He had no choice but to accept this reality.
A piece of phoenix blood red gold the size of a human head was placed in front of him, and he followed him to accept the baptism of thunder calamity.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
This was an immortal material given to him by Huangxu Dao, and Ji Congxin prepared to forge it into his weapon of enlightenment.
The phoenix blood red gold was too strong, and it was impossible for him to successfully forge it now. He could only occasionally engrave some Dao patterns on it, or slightly change its shape.
Now, the phoenix blood red gold was placed in front of him. There seemed to be a pair of eyeballs on the front, watching him. On the back, in addition to some Taoist patterns, there were the words "persist in seclusion for a thousand years without wavering", which were the most eye-catching.
This is the result of his perseverance. Every time he carves words, they will disappear quickly. Phoenix blood red gold has the secret of immortal gold that can automatically repair.
It's a good thing that he used the Stone King Euphorbia blade, otherwise there would be no chance of recording a single word.
Half an hour later, the thunderstorm dissipated.
Ji Congxin put away the Phoenix Blood Red Gold, briefly cleaned the surrounding area, and prepared to return to Jijiazhuang quickly.
However, on the way, he accidentally met two monks who were talking.
A middle-aged man and a young man. The young man has only cultivated in the Mingquan realm, and the realm he has just broken through is unstable. As for the middle-aged man, he has already reached the other side realm. He is famous in thousands of miles around. He is a giant of casual cultivators, and many sects keep a distance from him.
Moreover, they were heading to Jijiazhuang, which attracted Ji Congxin's attention.
"Is there really a rare treasure in that small wilderness village? Why don't you go get it yourself?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Senior Song, how dare I deceive you! Jijiazhuang has a reputation for hundreds of miles around. The most amazing thing is that their village has more than ten times more spiritual energy than other nearby villages, and elixirs fall from the sky from time to time.
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As the young man spoke, his surface was full of envy, but secretly there was a trace of unnoticeable insidiousness.
He is the son of Ma Sanniang.
Ma Sanniang died at the hands of the evil tiger, but he thought she died from the Orange Cat Hero, who was obviously from Jijiazhuang.
Secretly I always wanted revenge.
But as he is not an opponent, he can only watch Jijiazhuang become stronger and stronger.
He wanted to find someone, but he had no connections and couldn't find anyone. Moreover, Ji Cong had a sense of purpose and was in a remote country. Even if his spiritual energy was ten times stronger, what would it matter?
As for the elixirs... they are all the most common stuff, and those from the big sects with a bit of strength simply look down on them.
The middle-aged man named Song in front of me happened to meet him by chance. He was alone and lacked financial resources, so I was willing to believe what he said.
"As for why I didn't go get it, I can't beat it! There are four or five monks in the life spring realm in their village...I am alone and weak, so I am no match."
"Okay, I will trust you for a while. If there is really a treasure, I will reward you with a share." The middle-aged man promised.
The two of them talked all the way to Jijiazhuang.
Ji Congxin's eyes narrowed, another one came to cause trouble?
In the past, there were two people who had no eyesight and wanted to cause trouble in Jijiazhuang, but he secretly solved them. One was at the peak of Shenqiao and the other was at the peak of Lifequan.
He wanted to deal with it quietly as before, but he suddenly remembered something.
He has made statistics on how many times it takes to draw a Taoist friend.
Taoist friends are the most basic, they are what he relies on for survival, and he will definitely attach great importance to them.
At first, it was less than 100 times, and then it gradually increased, around 300 times, more than 500 times... the rule is roughly the same. As the number of Taoist friends increases, the probability of obtaining a Taoist friend gradually decreases.
I don’t strictly adhere to it, but after connecting the points in the list, the general trend is like this.
This is not possible. Ji Congxin has always wanted to change this situation. When he saw the two of them, he thought of a formation he had obtained - Tai'a Spirit Gathering Formation!
In addition to gathering spirits, you can also gather luck!
"Perhaps after strengthening the Tai'a Spirit Gathering Formation, I can gain half a Taoist friend, and then help them in times of crisis."
Ji Cong thought about it and was ready to try it.
In the past, he was afraid of attracting attention to the Tai'a Spirit Gathering Array, so he never used its full power. It was not strengthened after it was first built. Now that it is stronger, it can be rebuilt.
If the Tai'a Spirit Gathering Formation wants to perfectly demonstrate its power, it needs some monks to be on top of the formation.
Thinking of this, Ji Congxin quickly returned to Jijiazhuang and ignored the two of them.
A middle-aged man named Song came to Jijiazhuang and walked around twice. He found that it was exactly what the young man said, but it was just exaggerated.
He was delighted that his ambition had been fulfilled, but just as he was about to take action, a voice came into his ears.
"Come see me!"
The sound was not loud, but it penetrated deep into his soul. At this moment, he felt boundless terror, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast, and he might die at any time, which made his eyes freeze.
He remained motionless and thought to himself: "It's over, I've hit the iron plate."