"What," Zhu Qingshi said with a surprised look on his face: "You can trigger thunder and lightning in the sky."
Lin San grinned: "Yes... I am actually a blind cat who ran into a dead mouse..." Lin San felt extremely regretful now. He had been practicing the art of attracting thunder. Now it's better. He directly attracted it from the sky. A bolt of lightning destroyed the attic where Zhu Qingshi lived. Now Zhu Qingshi would definitely not let him go. He might even report it to the leader and expel him from the Tianshan Sect. By then, Lin San would really want to No more tears to cry.
Zhu Qingshi looked at Lin San with the eyes of a monster, opened his mouth and said something that puzzled Lin San: "You can understand the art of attracting lightning,"
"I can understand a little bit," Lin San didn't know the purpose of Zhu Qingshi's question, so he was a little cautious when answering.
"Tsk, tsk," Zhu Qingshi said with a tsk in his mouth: "I really didn't expect that a disciple with such low qualifications like you can actually understand the art of attracting lightning. It's a miracle, it's really a miracle,"
Lin San looked a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Zhu Qingshi seemed to have thought of something, and reached out to grab the secret book of lightning induction from Lin San's hand. He looked at it carefully for a few times, with a disappointed look on his face, and muttered: "Why can't I see the trick?" Why, could it be that my qualifications are not as good as a useless person with five spiritual roots?"
Lin San had sharp ears, and when he heard Zhu Qingshi scolding him as a waste, his face suddenly turned green.
Zhu Qingshi threw the secret book of lightning drawing to Lin San: "Please try to induce thunder and lightning for me again,"
"Ah, this is not good," Lin San said hesitantly.
"I ask you to do it, you do it, why is there so much nonsense," Zhu Qingshi shouted softly.
Lin San looked around: "If I really cause another thunder and lightning, this attic will really be scrapped,"
After listening to Lin San's words, Zhu Qingshi suddenly realized that, yes, his attic could not withstand repeated bombings of thunder and lightning. However, Zhu Qingshi thought of a countermeasure in the blink of an eye, grabbed Lin San and flew out of the attic.
Lin San was startled: "Master, where are you taking me?" As he spoke, Lin San used his spiritual consciousness to secretly lock the hundreds of demon-slaying knives in his dantian. As long as Zhu Qingshi dared to do anything against him, Lin San will immediately attack Zhu Qingshi with the Demon-Conquering Knife.
Zhu Qingshi didn't say anything, but quickly flew towards the west with Lin San in his arms.
Lin San closed his mouth when he saw that he couldn't ask anything, but he still watched Zhu Qingshi's every move vigilantly from the corners of his eyes.
After a while, Zhu Qingshi pulled Lin San and slowly landed on a mountain.
"Master, why did you bring me here?" Lin San looked around suspiciously.
"This place is open and we are not afraid of thunder and lightning," Zhu Qingshi said lightly.
Lin San immediately understood. After having been arguing for a long time, Zhu Qingshi wanted him to come here to practice the art of drawing lightning. This old man was really curious.
"Don't waste time, get it done quickly, I'll be by your side to protect you," Zhu Qingshi waved his hand impatiently.
Having reached this point, Lin San had no choice but to practice the art of drawing lightning.
Zhu Qingshi quietly looked at Lin San, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and his expression became solemn.
Lin San closed his eyes and slowly meditated on the star diagram in the thunder-inducing secret book in his mind, occasionally making some weird movements with his hands.
Time passes bit by bit.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Lin San was still sitting firmly on the ground, motionless.
Zhu Qingshi frowned, seemingly impatient to wait.
Another hour passed quietly.
Just when Zhu Qingshi was anxious and unbearable, Lin San finally reacted again.
Lin San's body suddenly trembled slightly, then he raised his right arm and flicked out a dazzling blue light.
The green light turned into a thin line and quickly disappeared into the air.
"Rumble..." Suddenly there was a muffled sound in the sky, and then a small lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck directly on the rock in front of Lin San.
"Boom," the hard rock was instantly split into powder by lightning.
Zhu Qingshi stared blankly at the powder on the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this time, Lin San opened his eyes and stood up from the ground: "Master, my disciple's magic power is weak and can only bring down a small thunder and lightning. I really let the master down."
Zhu Qingshi came back to his senses and turned to look at Lin San. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't stand out a single word.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Lin San asked differently.
"A genius, a genius from all ages," Zhu Qingshi said with admiration.
Lin San blinked: "What a genius?"
Zhu Qingshi took a breath and looked at Lin San with stern eyes: "I really made a mistake. No, it should be that the entire Tianshan Sect made a mistake. You are not a waste with mediocre qualifications at all, but a rare genius." ,"
Lin San felt a little embarrassed when he was praised: "Master, I've praised you so much. How can I be considered a genius?"
"If you can understand the art of attracting lightning, you are a genius," Zhu Qingshi said decisively.
Lin San moved his lips: "Master, didn't you just understand the basics of how to attract lightning? How can you become a wizard?" Lin San was very confused. What happened to Zhu Qingshi today? He kept saying that he was a wizard. .
"It seems that you know too little about the art of attracting lightning." Zhu Qingshi looked around and pointed diagonally across the way: "Let's go to that stone pavilion to talk." After saying that, Zhu Qingshi pulled Lin up. Three flew to the stone pavilion ten feet away.
This stone pavilion has a simple shape, and there are many small cracks on the exterior. You can tell at a glance that it has been around for a long time.
Zhu Qingshi sat on the stone bench, took out the wine gourd and started drinking heavily.
Lin San stood aside, quietly watching Zhu Qingshi drink, without saying a word.
"Don't look at me. Sit down." Zhu Qingshi took a few sips and put the wine gourd on the stone table: "You should also try it. I made this wine myself and it tastes very strong."
Lin San, who had just sat on the stone bench, waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, I'm not used to drinking strong liquor." The wine gourd has been 'kissed' by Zhu Qingshi for so many years, and Lin San didn't dare to enjoy it, in case he got infected with something. Infectious diseases are not good. To put it bluntly, Lin San just dislikes Zhu Qingshi being dirty.
Seeing that Lin San was unwilling to drink, Zhu Qingshi didn't force himself anymore.
Lin San waited for a long time and didn't hear Zhu Qingshi talk about the art of attracting lightning, so he couldn't help but ask: "Master, don't you want to tell me about the art of attracting lightning?"
Zhu Qingshi nodded: "Do you know the origin of the thunder technique?"
"I don't know, I just heard that thousands of years ago, the art of drawing lightning was very popular in the spiritual world, but then it suddenly disappeared for some reason," Lin San told everything he had heard.
"Indeed, more than six thousand years ago, the art of attracting lightning was very famous in the spiritual world. There were as many as ten thousand cultivators who could use the art of attracting lightning. However, later, a great change occurred in the spiritual world. Those who could use the art of attracting lightning were All the immortal cultivators have disappeared mysteriously," Zhu Qingshi squinted his eyes and said softly,