If you ask Duan Xiaohong, she will definitely take the opportunity to brag and talk some useless nonsense. Cai Gen thinks it is better to ask Xiao Tmall.
With just one look, Xiao Tmall understood it.
"Master, from what I just heard, the two people you were giving New Year greetings were struck by lightning?"
"Probably, it was the time you were beaten like a volleyball last time.
The thunder that Huang Ping and his companions caused struck Mu Kinnara, but I used the Buddha's light to resist it in the end. The thunder spread to the ground and affected them."
Playing volleyball?
Why do we have to mention this matter?
Besides, I’m not the only one being beaten like a volleyball, right?
Xiao Tmall skipped this part that he didn’t want to remember and continued.
"That's right, after the thunder strikes, you are no longer just an old immortal."
Erzhuzi was very curious after hearing this. He was curious about anything related to Duan Xiaohong.
"What kind of old immortal is that?"
XiaoTianmao followed Duan Xiaohong's example and looked at the dark night sky at a forty-five degree angle, as well as the dots of stars.
"That's the old fairy who suffered a thunderstorm."
Isn’t that still an old immortal?
Can you die if you don’t talk nonsense?
Cai Gen never got used to this kind of situation, so he whipped Xiao Tmall's fat ass.
"If you want to speak human words, just speak human words well."
Xiao Tianmao felt really miserable, but he didn't dare to say it yet.
Obviously being able to speak human words is a very high requirement for a cat, but to ask him to speak well is not something that can be difficult for a strong cat.
He still wanted to make a fool of himself, but Naqi beside him couldn't get out.
"Beat him to death, Cai Gen. Beat him to death for me. This bitch deserves a beating.
Hey, hey, I haven't said anything useful for a long time, and I'm really worried.
How can it be so complicated? Isn't it just about overcoming the thunder tribulation?
When I was alive, I used thunder from the sky as a bath.
Even if it rains and no lightning strikes me, I haven’t even been cleansed and I feel uncomfortable all over.”
One sentence exposed Na Qi's bad habit of not taking a shower unless it rained. Cai Gen didn't dare to interrupt him even if he thought about it.
In fact, Cai Gen thought of a deeper meaning. Na Qi is so hated by people. Every time it rains, lightning strikes him. Is he a lightning rod?
"Looking at that paragraph, the master Xiaohong invited should be a master who practices like Snake Mang. After receiving the thunder from the sky, he took a big step towards returning to his ancestors, so he is a little bit more powerful than the ordinary ones."
Atavism?
Who is the ancestor of Snake Mang?
Cai Gen still knows this, so he must be a dragon, right?
Are Chang Wufu and Mang Qingshan dragons now?
No way?
Of course not, because Naqi hasn't finished what he said next.
"It's a pity that they suffered the thunder a little too early and wasted a great opportunity."
There was no need for Cai Gen to ask, Erzhuzi asked first, and he still asked the question into the headlights of the pickup truck, without fear of glare.
"Why is it early? What's the principle? Wait for me to take a notebook and write it down."
Being taken seriously made Na Qi very satisfied. What made him even more satisfied was that Xiao Tmall was deprived of his right to speak.
"The ancestors are all from the same root, but the branches are complicated, there are too many generations, and the bloodline is getting thinner and thinner.
The journey of cultivation, to put it bluntly, is another way of saying evolution, purifying one's bloodline and getting closer to the origin of the species. The closer to the origin, the purer the bloodline and the stronger the ability.
However, there is a bottleneck in evolution, and it is impossible to be smooth sailing. Overcoming the thunder tribulation is the best way to break the bottleneck, but the risk is very high. If you don't succeed, you will be in trouble. It feels a bit all-or-nothing.
In fact, there are other ways, but they are not as cheap as Tianlei.
This Snake Mang clan traces its roots back to dragons.
If the two of them reach a high level of cultivation, they will survive for 8,000 years.
When the evolution reaches a bottleneck, it is possible to break the bottleneck by Tianlei and become a dragon.
It's a pity that their training years are too short, and the bottleneck has been broken after experiencing the thunder, but their evolution is not complete enough and their bloodline is not pure enough, so there is no problem in improving their strength, but it is too early to transform into a dragon."
Cai Gen listened with great interest. He had never heard Na Qi speak in such an organized manner. He also presented facts, reasoned, gave examples, explained things in simple terms, and was easy to understand. It seemed that Na Qi also had an unknown side, and it just needed an opportunity to show it.
That’s all.
Cai Gen kept this in mind and would definitely let Na Qi perform well if he had the opportunity.
It's just that what Na Qi said was a little one-sided, and only Cai Gen understood the specific difficulties.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and the difficulty of cultivation is infinitely higher. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as Ten Thousand Immortals Brewing. It's not that they don't work hard, and it's not a problem with the temperature. The main reason is that the objective conditions are too bad.
Thinking of the Ten Thousand Immortals Brewing, Cai Gen closed his mouth tightly. He felt so panicked. Fortunately, Naqi didn't know that his Ten Thousand Immortals Brewing had been drunk by Tong Aiguo, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to act like a donkey.
How could no one except Erzhuzi and Cai Gen know what Naqi said?
Especially Tong Aiguo, after all, the foundation of shamanism is there. It is precisely because of these problems related to evolution and bottlenecks that they chose the alternative practice of worshiping their ancestors.
What surprised Tong Aiguo was that today he could meet such a special Immortal who invited the old Immortal Lei Jie out. It was a rare encounter in a hundred years.
The ancestor gods invited by my shamanism have not experienced thunder tribulations. They rely on the ancestor skins one by one to achieve the evolution and emotional maintenance of the bloodline, which is obviously different from the way to survive thunder tribulations.
Which one is good or bad, I can't tell clearly.
What we can see in front of us is that the one who has survived the thunder tribulation is even more powerful. The big black tiger god was smashed on his chin, and his mask was shattered. There was a huge tiger head, and his face was covered in blood. It was really embarrassing.
Mr. Long in the car saw He Naizi being pulled into the mountain wall, and his worries were slightly relieved. It seemed that Cai Gen and his group were indeed reliable. He Naizi, who was so fierce, was not effective. We would really have to fight with Cai Gen in the future.
How close and close.
Thinking about it on the other hand, I might as well forget it. After what happened today, it would be better and safer to have no contact with Cai Gen in the future.
Just when he thought of this, Mr. Long heard He Naizi's voice coming from the mountain wall.
"No, even if you fight, you will enjoy it.
Can you let my little dragon go free first?
Otherwise, I won’t be able to use my fists and kicks with all my strength. If you hold hostages against me, you won’t show your face even if you win, right?
If you want to save face, let Xiao Longlong go.
Forcing me to surrender is not like the legendary Changbai Trinity."
Um?
After being beaten like this, are you still thinking about Master Long?
Cai Gen looked at Mr. Long who had a complicated expression in the car, and kept wondering what on earth this kid had done to make him so important to He Naizi?
Duan Xiaohong was a little proud at first, but after hearing what He Naizi said, her face turned ugly.
It directly brought out the emotions of Chang Wufu, let alone Mang Qingshan.
I thought I had defeated the shamanistic nature god in an upright manner, but it turned out that I had a hostage.
I was in a hurry just now, and I don’t know the cause and effect. It’s really not a pretty win, and it’s a bit embarrassing.
