At this moment, all the Lin family members opened their mouths wide and were extremely surprised.
The power of this thunder tribulation is definitely as powerful as a Nascent Soul blow. Even if most of it is chopped into pieces, there is still a lot of residual power.
This relies on the physical body to carry it, and if you are not careful, you will be seriously injured and fail.
Even the Autumn Blood Sword and Yanyang Sword are a little confused at this moment.
After all, the most terrifying aspect of the thunder catastrophe is the one behind it.
There are still three heavenly signs. If you are injured now, it will definitely be more difficult later.
Of course they didn't know that Lin Shiming had no choice at this moment.
Because his inner demon tribulation has not yet come, if he does not elevate his physical body to the Nascent Soul realm now, then he will have very little time to overcome the inner demon tribulation.
He can only gamble.
boom!
With a deafening roar that echoed through the sky.
Lin Shiming's body collided with Lei Jie.
There are terrifying ripples of spiritual light spreading around.
pain!
Extreme pain!
This was Lin Shiming's biggest feeling at the moment. The terror of the thunder disaster was beyond his imagination. At this moment, countless thunder-attribute spiritual powers poured into his body.
It even stimulated the countless stars in his body.
Originally, these caves were only mostly full.
Now, in addition to spiritual power, he has also absorbed the power of thunder and thunder.
Lin Shiming only felt that the cave in his body was getting stronger. At the same time, his physical body seemed to be transforming!
"This is the state!" Lin Shiming's eyes showed ecstasy.
Then he raised his hand and took out another drop of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk.
As the spiritual milk entered his body, the true energy in his body began to billow like clouds again.
The power of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is that it can restore a Nascent Soul cultivator's true energy in one drop.
It's a pity that he doesn't have much spiritual milk of ten thousand years.
At this moment, thunderclouds surged in the sky.
The third thunder calamity also fell again.
Lin Shiming also continued to use his physical body to resist every time he used Taiyi Sword Grass.
By the time of the sixth thunder tribulation, all the holes in his body were filled and connected.
And his physical strength has reached the rare level of Nascent Soul.
As a Nascent Soul body cultivator, Lin Shiming felt at this moment that under the Nascent Soul, even if he stood there and let them beat him, he would not die.
This powerful feeling also made him extremely confident.
At this moment, the seventh thunder tribulation in the sky began.
Lin Shiming felt a change before his eyes.
He couldn't help but tremble in his heart, he knew that the inner demon was coming.
It's just that he doesn't know what his inner demon tribulation will be like at this moment.
…
Under the mottled shade of a tree, Lin Shiming raised his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine.
But suddenly I found that I was back in Fangmushan again.
The air in the forest was exceptionally fresh, but what surprised him was that there was no aura in his body. He chanted familiar spells, but no aura appeared, let alone any spells.
"Ming, why are you still sleeping here? Have you finished chopping the firewood?" In the distance, a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes suddenly said.
As soon as these words came out, Lin Shiming was also stunned. This person was not anyone but his father Lin Houyuan.
"Father, why are you here?"
"Of course I am cutting firewood to earn you some money as a gift. The matchmaker has made an appointment for you a few days ago. It is the daughter of the old Liu family in Dongshan Village. Although she is a bit ordinary in appearance, she is virtuous and capable!" Lin Hou said with a distant back.
He was holding a large bundle of firewood. It seemed that because there were too many firewood and they were too dense, the back of the forest was bent over.
When he arrived, Lin Houyuan saw half a stick of firewood behind Lin Shiming. Judging from his sleepy look, he was clearly daydreaming.
"Why don't you know how to work hard?" Lin Hou threw Chai Yuanjiang hard on the ground.
Lin Shiming also saw Lin Houyuan's deep and dark face, which was the best representation of being exposed to direct sunlight.
"There are no immortal cultivators in this world. You have been dreaming for more than ten years, and you still haven't woken up?"
"I think you are completely crazy!"
Lin Houyuan pulled out a wooden stick and hit Lin Shiming's body.
"Father, father!" Lin Shiming felt the pain in his heart.
he shouted.
He wanted to cast a spell, but it didn't work at all. He thought it was the inner demon calamity, so he asked Lin Houyuan to take the lead.
In his opinion, as long as he starts to wake up, he will wake up.
However, he fainted due to severe pain.
When I woke up again, it was still a thatched hut, a straw bed made of thatch, with a piece of linen spread on top, which simply became a bed.
Next to the bed, there is a table, which is even more simple, with only an oil lamp.
There was a faint candlelight on the oil lamp, illuminating everything in the room.
Beside the bed, a dark-skinned woman in a plain robe was washing Lin Shiming's face with water.
Seeing Lin Shiming wake up, she also spoke repeatedly:
"Ming'er, why are you so stubborn? Your father is doing this for your own good, so why are you so stupid that you bump into wood?" The woman stroked Lin Shiming's forehead with great heartache.
It was red and swollen, and blood was gurgling out.
After the woman washed it, she applied a large piece of sticky herbs on it.
Only then did the bleeding stop.
"Who are you?" Lin Shiming asked.
"I am your mother, the head of the household. Come quickly, Ming'er seems to have lost her memory!" Just after this, the woman spoke again and again.
Outside, Lin Houyuan rushed in hurriedly.
"Father!" Lin Shiming spoke again.
But he was glared hard by Lin Houyuan.
"He deserves it. In one day's work, he didn't chop any firewood!" Lin Houyuan saw that Lin Shiming was okay, so he went to the side again and picked up the hatchet.
"I'll go chop again, you go to sleep first!"
"It's so dark now, let's do it tomorrow!" the woman said worriedly.
"No, if we can't collect the gift money, the marriage will be ruined!" Lin Houyuan insisted, opened the door and entered the night.
Lin Shiming was suddenly in a trance.
For the next period of time, Lin Shiming kept wandering around the village.
He marked the time on his bed and asked other people in the village.
But this world seemed to have lost the information of the immortal cultivator, and he couldn't get out of the illusion no matter what method he tried.
At this moment, he hesitated.
It seems that cultivating immortality by himself is Huang Liang’s dream, and the woodcutter in the village is really him.
He asked the village about everything about himself, and everything was so true.
On the contrary, things in the world of immortality seem to be getting more and more blurred.
His memory became poor and he forgot many things.
But his father and mother are so real.
At this moment, he really couldn't tell the difference.
He looked at a small book about the delusions of immortal cultivators in his hand.
The final annotation is also entirely imaginary and has no real record.
Seeing these big characters, Lin Shiming felt dizzy.
At this moment, his mood began to change.
He no longer believes it.
And in the sky outside.
The three formations have been completely destroyed, and the seventh thunder tribulation has also fallen. In the center of the thunder tribulation, Lin Shiming's body shrank into a ball, as if he was in extreme pain!
