Chapter 673: Using the Ten Thousand Lightning Paths to Refine My Life to Pure Yang

Zhang Zhiwei rushed into the thunder. This time he only used the golden light to protect his body, without any offensive means. As soon as he entered, the blazing thunder instantly wrapped his whole body.

The powerful thunder and the golden light that protected his body collided with each other, making a fierce low sound of metal.

In the inheritance of the Tianshi Mansion, the Golden Light Mantra is the foundation of practicing thunder magic, so ordinary golden light is often difficult to defend against thunder magic, but Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Mantra is obviously not an ordinary golden light.

His golden light not only contains the principle of Tai Chi's circular rotation, but also adds a lot of personal understanding. It has already undergone a qualitative change and reached a new height, so even in the face of thunder, it can not fall behind.

This is a collision of equal strength, but Zhang Zhiwei does not want this kind of collision like a hawk. What he wants is to add a medicinal lead to his inner elixir in order to go further.

Therefore, he slightly weakened the intensity of the golden light that protected his body so that some thunder could come in. He wanted to try to temper his body with thunder.

This is definitely a dangerous operation.

Although Zhang Huaiyi often used thunder to stimulate the meridians, so that he could have a more obvious improvement in a short period of time.

But that was his own thunder method, which was originally of the same origin, and it was only a slight stimulation.

Zhang Zhiwei was now using the thunder bred by the natural power of heaven and earth, which was more than a thousand times more dangerous than Zhang Huaiyi's operation, so he had to be cautious.

Zhang Zhiwei controlled the weakening of the protective golden light with extremely strong control. Every time he weakened it, the thunder wrapped around him would go deeper.

Slowly, his golden light began to break, and a trace of violent thunder surged in, but his protective golden light was not completely broken, so not much thunder came in.

These thunders could have some impact on him, but they would not threaten him.

"Zizizizi..."

The purple thunder sank into his body. He felt like being pricked by a needle at first, and then his whole body was numb. This feeling was a bit strange, and Zhang Zhiwei couldn't describe it, but it was definitely not uncomfortable.

In order to find out the impact of the thunder entering his body, Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly looked inside himself to find out the reason.

In this process, he did not ask the "National Master" to do anything, but just asked him to stay where he was.

Because just now, he sensed through his heart that the "National Master" was ready to move again, and he was muttering in his heart, to make trouble or not, this is a problem.

Zhang Zhiwei still remembered that the last time when he faced the thunder, the "National Master" tricked him, which made him suffer a loss and suffered serious injuries.

The situation this time was much worse than the last time.

One learns from one's mistakes. In order to prevent the "National Master" from taking risks and doing things that are not conducive to unity, he directly asked him not to move. This is both an order and a warning.

The "National Master" is not stupid, and naturally he can hear the warning. Suddenly, it no longer hesitated and gave up the idea of ​​making trouble. It planned to listen to Zhang Zhiwei and wait and see. If the big-faced thief is really in trouble, it will only take action.

Zhang Zhiwei looked inside himself and found that after entering his body, the thunders did not show a highly aggregated state like before entering the body, but would disperse.

Just like a drop of ink dripping into the water, all the "sparse" scattered, blended into it, and penetrated into every part of the body.

In the process of penetration, these thunders were also consumed.

Perhaps because Zhang Zhiwei's body was too tough, these thunders did not penetrate too deeply and were consumed.

"Is this thunder so weak?"

Zhang Zhiwei said in his heart. He inexplicably felt that the current scene was a bit like electrotherapy.

But in fact, it was not that the thunder was weak, but that his life cultivation was too high and his body's resistance was strong, so it was used as electrotherapy.

If it were an ordinary person, once the thunder entered the body, wherever it spread to, it would be turned into powder and charcoal, and there would be absolutely no way to survive. The three disasters are not a joke.

Zhang Zhiwei continued to draw the thunder into his body to temper himself. Slowly, the feeling of the thunder entering his body changed from the initial pricking and numbness to numbness.

He actually felt a bit sour and refreshing, just like a massage, a massage therapist with strong hands was massaging him.

Zhang Zhiwei was definitely the first person in history to compare the invasion of thunder into the body to massage. This idea was so shocking that if it was said out, I'm afraid that everyone who heard it would drop their jaws.

After a while, Zhang Zhiwei felt that the current "electric therapy" was not strong enough. With a thought, he weakened the body-protecting golden light a little bit to let more thunder in.

As more thunder entered his body, the previous sourness turned into great pain, but Zhang Zhiwei's face and eyes did not waver at all.

At this moment, he was like a calm and decisive king. When external forces invaded his "territory", his body was in danger, and he kept interfering with his judgment, he still led everything in his body and mind in an orderly manner, without being disturbed by the disturbing sensory thoughts in his body.

"Although the body reacted strongly, it did not hurt the root. Even if some parts were damaged, it was insignificant and could even be considered beneficial."

"These invading thunders are like small hammers, constantly tempering my "life", making me more resilient."

Zhang Zhiwei said to himself.

After adapting for a while, he continued to increase the dosage, and the golden light flickered like a candle flame. Every time it flickered, a purple thunder poured in.

Under the tempering of thunder, blood mist began to appear on his body surface, and the severe pain in his body became more and more intense, no less than lingchi.

However, he was a person who had already conquered his delusions, and some things on his physical senses were not enough to shake his most subjective thinking.

Zhang Zhiwei's mind was still clear, which allowed him to perceive some extremely subtle changes.

He found that the thunder entering his body tempered not only his body, but also his soul.

Because his sex and life are one, both prosper and suffer together.

Under the tempering of thunder, the change in "sex" was not as strong as that in "life", but there was still an intuitive change.

A stream of somewhat cold breath was tempered out of his soul by thunder and burned out in the thunder.

This scene made Zhang Zhiwei stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was to temper the yin qi in his "sex".

In the cultivation world, when praising a person for having the talent to practice, people often use the term "pure yang body" to describe it.

There are countless methods and items such as Pure Yang Gong and Pure Yang Dan in the cultivation world, which is enough to show the value of the word "Pure Yang" in the cultivation world.

Everyone is trying their best to make themselves pure Yang. One of the reasons why Zhang Huaiyi gave his grandson Zhang Chulan the suspensory sand was to try his best to keep his Yang energy.

Zhang Zhiwei is very "Pure Yang", which is one of the reasons why he is so unstoppable in cultivation.

Similarly, the word "Pure Yang" can also be used for souls, so there are sayings of Yin God and Yang God.

Of course, the difference between Yin God and Yang God is very big, not just the difference between Yin and Yang attributes, but it is also one of them.

Under the tempering of thunder, Zhang Zhiwei felt that his soul power was weakened a lot, but it was more tenacious and strong. Because of quantity for quality, Zhang Zhiwei felt that it was a good deal, which was to get rid of the dross and keep the essence.

"Is this the importance of overcoming the three disasters? In the thunder, thoroughly train a pure Yang body?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, and he continued to accept the tempering of thunder.

During this process, his hair, sweat hair, etc. were all burned, and his body was also damaged, but he did not use the ability of the red hand to heal.

At this moment, his body, including his internal organs, was filled with thunder. If he rashly used the ability of the red hand to repair it, the red hand's Qi would conflict with the power of thunder.

If the red hand's Qi is too weak, it will be wiped out by the thunder before it reaches the position.

If the red hand's Qi is too strong and drives away the thunder, then what's the point of forging it.

Therefore, he only used the ability of the seventy-two transformations, not to transform into a creature that can withstand thunder, but to adjust his own body structure and make the human body's small world run in a good direction.

This is like Dayu controlling the flood. The thunder in the sky is a flood that has invaded every aspect of his body.

As the king of body and mind, he did not consider using various means like the gods descending from the sky to eliminate the flood, but immersed himself in it, commanded and governed in various ways, adjusted his own state, and cleared all the accumulated floods, which was equivalent to purely resisting with his life.

In this process, the "national teacher" was hidden in the small world of the human body, ready to move.

It wanted to make a big fuss like the Huaishui monster in Dayu's flood control, the prototype of Sun Wukong, Wuzhiqi, but was worried that it would end up like Wuzhiqi.

This is very likely. It is a smart person. It knows the methods of the big-faced thief. When Dayu controlled the flood, Yinglong helped. When the big-faced thief controlled the thunder, it may not be without external help, but the big-faced thief is useless now.

If it makes trouble, the big-faced thief will definitely enter the peak state in an instant and suppress it.

After thinking for a long time, it, the "Wuzhiqi", gave up the idea of ​​making trouble and helped Zhang Zhiwei adjust his own state.

Since it doesn't want to be Wuzhiqi, and the big-faced thief doesn't have Yinglong to help, then it will be the Yinglong.

"National Master" came to help, and Zhang Zhiwei's pressure was instantly reduced.

At this time, he didn't have time to read the "National Master's" thoughts, so he was a little surprised.

In this case, it would be fine if this traitor didn't rebel, but why did he come to help? Immediately, he asked the reason.

"National Master" put his hands on his hips, straightened his back, and told Zhang Zhiwei that you are the king here, but you are the national master here. Since you are the national master, what's wrong with helping in a critical moment! ?

It said this with confidence, and the tone can even be described as impolite. This is the first time it has been so arrogant in front of the big-faced thief.

In this case, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't say anything. After all, the other party's politics was so correct, he could only give a thumbs up and praise.

In fact, as the "National Master" thought, Zhang Zhiwei was indeed reserved.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. He naturally could not ignore it and directly welcome the thunder into his body like a lightning rod.

He also had insurance measures. In addition to the layer on the surface of his body that was like a sieve and could filter out some of the golden light of the thunder that was too fierce, he also had a reserve method.

That was the Saint Thief.

The Saint Thief could absorb the natural power of heaven and earth to replenish the lost Qi for himself and restore himself.

The thunder between heaven and earth was also a natural force after all. If he really couldn't hold on, he would use the Saint Thief to directly absorb the thunder that invaded his body as a tonic, just to restore his own state.

But in that case, it also meant that he couldn't bear it and the tempering would end.

Fortunately, this scene did not happen.

The terrifying sky thunder continued to leak in from his golden light, like thousands of slender lightning snakes, swimming in his limbs and bones, all over his body.

Zhang Zhiwei's whole body has turned into a glowing little purple man. When he breathes, thunder gushes out from his mouth and nose.

With the concerted efforts of the deity and the inner demon, the body that had gradually collapsed due to the tempering of thunder quickly stabilized its decline and was slowly getting better.

It was so good that he didn't have to stand still and passively endure and resolve everything.

He even had the energy to move and began to stretch his body. Every time he stretched his hands and feet, a thunder-like explosion came from his body.

This was not because he performed the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

The Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound is a means, a technique, and Zhang Zhiwei did not perform any means at this moment. This was his heart and the sound made unconsciously by his body.

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just stretching his hands and feet and moving his muscles and bones. He even felt that the tempering in his body was not strong enough, and began to punch in the thundercloud.

At this moment, on Longhu Mountain, in Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Jingqing stood in front of the window, looking at the thunderclouds on the top of the back mountain. Although his heart was turbulent, his face was calm.

Although he could not see the specific scene in the thundercloud, he was not overly worried.

Thunder magic is the specialty of Tianshi Mansion. Facing thunder, people from Tianshi Mansion always seem to be more at ease than others.

This thunder should not kill his evil disciple, but it is certain to give him some pain... he thought to himself.

Of course, if he knew what Zhang Zhiwei did in there, he might not be able to stay calm.

At this moment, near a cliff at the top of the back mountain, Lu Ci was hiding in the crown of a big tree.

In order to watch Senior Brother Zhang's tribulation more clearly, he risked being struck by thunder and moved a long way towards the top of the mountain. He is now the person closest to Zhang Zhiwei.

At this point, he could vaguely see a tall figure reflected in the sea of ​​thunder that was rolling and accumulating purple and white electricity above the dark clouds a hundred feet above the ground. He kept punching, making the sea of ​​thunder surge.

Lu Ci's eyes widened and his face turned pale. It was so thrilling just to see it from the outside. He couldn't imagine what the scene was like inside.

"When the heaven and earth are angry, human power resists the heaven. A real man is nothing more than this,"

But at the same time, Lu Ci had a faint worry in his heart. He was not worried about Zhang Zhiwei's safety, but worried that Senior Brother Zhang would become an immortal and ascend to heaven immediately! !