Chapter 674: Surviving the Catastrophe, Lü Ci Cries with Joy

Lü Ci stared at the sky blankly, his mind full of thoughts.

But suddenly, with a "boom", a blazing lightning struck down, hitting a tree a few meters in front of him, splitting it into a piece of charcoal.

"No, the thunder is getting more and more violent, it has already reached here, retreat quickly!"

Lü Ci's face was numb, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He kicked his legs against the tree, and his body suddenly flew back, pulling away a long distance in an instant.

And just a few breaths after he left, a lot of tiny thunders fell from the sky, blasting the big trees in the area where he was previously into charcoal, and burning a raging fire.

Lü Ci looked back, and he was still frightened. If this fell on his head, even if he didn't die, he would be skinned.

"Be careful, Senior Brother Zhang who is going through the thunder tribulation is fine, but I was struck to death by watching, and Lu Jin must have laughed to death!"

When Lu Ci thought of that scene, he felt a chill in his heart, and quickly moved away a little and went to a place without trees to watch.

As he watched, he felt that the black smoke produced by the burning trees in front of him was somewhat obstructing his vision, so he used Ruyi Jin to extinguish the flames that had not yet grown.

Afterwards, he continued to look up, but found that just a moment ago, the scene in the thunderclouds had changed a little.

The previous thunderclouds were like whirlpools, and although they were emptying like waves, they had rules.

The thunderclouds now had no rules, as if they were boiled and violently churning.

In the center of the boiling cloud, a human figure with a faint golden glow was flashing. Lu Ci knew that it was Senior Brother Zhang, and he watched Zhang Zhiwei's every move.

Soon, he found that Senior Brother Zhang was actually punching in the thunderclouds, and the reason why the thunderclouds were boiling was due to this.

"Practicing boxing in the thunderstorm? What kind of heroic spirit is this? What kind of shocking boxing is being practiced? Senior Brother Zhang's previous hoeing skills have benefited me a lot. I wonder if I can benefit from it this time?"

Lv Ci was excited and hurriedly used his Qi in his eyes, with a sharp gaze, to see every detail clearly.

He couldn't understand the true meaning of Zhang Zhiwei's boxing skills, but he felt that every time Zhang Zhiwei made a move, there was an unstoppable and unmatched momentum.

Even if he couldn't learn Senior Brother Zhang's spirit, it would be good to learn Senior Brother Zhang's form... With this idea in mind, Lu Ci wrote down all the moves practiced by Zhang Zhiwei.

In the clouds, Zhang Zhiwei was indeed practicing boxing. He practiced Bajiquan of martial arts. The reason for practicing this was to speed up the efficiency of thunder body tempering.

Practicing martial arts is different from practicing Taoism. Practicing martial arts emphasizes internal training of Qi and external training of muscles, bones and skin. Authentic boxing has a strong body training effect.

Refining the body is to improve the strength of the muscles, bones and skin, and cultivating "life" is to improve the overall physical skills, including nerve reaction speed, etc.

Although the two cannot be completely equated, there are many similarities between them. Even some extremely advanced martial arts can cultivate "life" while tempering the muscles, bones and skin.

Such martial artists are generally called "from martial arts to Taoism", and they are often very powerful.

Of course, although there are advantages and disadvantages between the two, those who practice Taoism are not necessarily stronger than those who practice martial arts. After all, the dual cultivation of life and sex is slow, and the tempering of muscles, bones and skin is fast. If you only practice for one or two years, the martial artist may be able to kill the Taoist with one punch.

And with Zhang Zhiwei's current cultivation, whether it is from Taoism to martial arts or from martial arts to Taoism, it is just a matter of thought for him.

He practiced Bajiquan, and he was attracted by the authentic Baji's body-refining effect. After all, there is a saying that Baji kills people in a year, and Taiji does not go out for ten years. It is indeed very special in this regard.

But as he practiced, he began to deviate from the scope of Bajiquan. In this thundercloud, he added some of his own ideas to Bajiquan.

As more ideas were incorporated, the boxing he used became more and more different from Bajiquan. It could not only temper the muscles, bones and skin, but also take into account the cultivation of life.

Especially when Zhang Zhiwei performed it at this moment, he entered a state of forgetting both the self and the world, and achieving the effect of collecting the world in his heart and integrating himself into the world.

In this state, the effect of thunder quenching the body is stronger, but the damage to the body is lower.

As Zhang Zhiwei's boxing practice deepened, the movement on the cloud layer became louder and louder, so loud that Lu Ci, who was observing below, felt frightened.

Because Brother Zhang's boxing became more and more powerful. Every time he punched, the thundercloud shook once. Even if there was thunder and lightning above the sky, it was still broken apart by his punch.

This was an extremely shocking scene. Although he could not hear any sound from below, he felt as if there was a sound of bells and drums hitting his head, which made his head dizzy. He stared blankly at the dark clouds that were originally like a black volcano collapsing and disintegrating bit by bit.

Yes, the "volcano" was collapsing. The dark clouds that were broken out no longer had thunder, but they did not dissipate.

These dark clouds were originally the product of the convergence of water elements between heaven and earth. Now that they no longer generate thunder, they naturally turned into water and fell.

Soon, heavy rain fell from the sky, and the fire caused by lightning on the back mountain was completely extinguished by the heavy rain.

Lu Ci moved his Qi around his body to separate the heavy rain, but the dense rain lines like a bead curtain still blocked his sight, making it difficult for him to see the movements in the thunderclouds clearly.

"Fuck!" Lu Ci was anxious, and he only hated that he did not have a pair of perspective eyes. He adjusted several positions, but the result was the same.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the thunder that was constantly exploding like drumbeats suddenly disappeared, and the whole world seemed to be quiet in an instant.

Above the sky, the cloud mountain formed by the gathering of dark clouds also completely dispersed, turning into seemingly ordinary dark clouds that spread around. These dark clouds brought heavy rain to the small area of ​​Longhu Mountain.

And in the depths of the dark clouds, a golden light suddenly appeared, split the sea of ​​clouds, and disappeared in an instant.

After that, there was no more thunder, only heavy rain kept falling.

Lu Ci looked up at the sky, but he could no longer see the majestic figure.

"Brother Zhang should...shouldn't he ascend?" Thinking of this, he began to panic.

Although ascending is something that practitioners dream of, if Lu Jin were here, he would definitely be happy for Zhang Zhiwei, but who doesn't have a little selfishness?

If Brother Zhang ascended, how should he improve in the future? Lu Ci was worried.

Through Zhang Zhiwei, he saw a higher mountain, and through this mountain, he saw a farther scenery.

If he practiced step by step according to the family plan as before, I don’t know how many years it would take to reach the current state.

He really wanted to make progress.

But at this moment, he felt an extremely terrifying, like a natural disaster, Qi appeared not far away.

Lu Ci subconsciously felt a chill in his heart, goose bumps all over, but after a careful feeling, he suddenly felt happy.

"Is this... Senior Brother Zhang didn't ascend?"

He stepped on the ground, pulling out an extremely thin purple line in the rain, heading towards the location of the terrifying Qi.

The reason why Lu Ci could sense Zhang Zhiwei's Qi was because Zhang Zhiwei had just passed the thunder tribulation, and the Qi around him was fully open and had not yet calmed down.

For someone like him whose human body's small world is too powerful, if he is not introverted and stands in the world, his Qi is as conspicuous as wind, fire, and smoke in the eyes of those who can feel Qi.

In the plot, Ding Daoan, one of the two heroes of later generations, had the first thought of "natural disaster" after he saw through his Qi.

Ordinary people who are not sensitive to Qi would just feel that the person in front of them has great power and dare not look directly at him.

Lu Ci followed Zhang Zhiwei's Qi and found him quickly.

Zhang Zhiwei fell into a forest that was burned by fire. His body was charred, his Taoist robe was broken and only covered the key parts, and his long hair like a waterfall was burned, revealing his bald scalp.

Lu Ci was quite excited to see Zhang Zhiwei, with a smile on his face, but when he noticed his current state, his smile froze.

He even had no time to stop smiling, and tears fell down. He thought Zhang Zhiwei had fallen in the thunder.

When he came, he thought of many possibilities: Senior Brother Zhang had survived the thunder and ascended to heaven; Senior Brother Zhang had survived the thunder and was about to ascend to heaven; Senior Brother Zhang had survived the thunder and was forced not to ascend to heaven...

But no matter which possibility, he had never thought that Senior Brother Zhang would not survive the thunder and die.

He cried, not because he was easy to cry. As a person with an extremely tough mind, there were not many things that could make him cry, but Zhang Zhiwei was not only a person he admired, but also a guide on his path to the Tao, his signpost.

And now, this signpost was gone, and his heart was like a knife, very uncomfortable, and almost breathless.

Looking at Zhang Zhiwei who was almost turned into charcoal, Lu Ci's knees softened, and he knelt in the rain and shouted at Zhang Zhiwei: "Zhang..."

Just after shouting a word, the figure who was almost turned into charcoal slowly turned his head, narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were bright, and a familiar voice came out.

"Stop howling, Erbi, why are you like Lao Lu, crying when something happens? Can this little scene kill me?"

Lv Ci's expression froze in an instant after he cried out with all his strength. His heart was instantly filled with great joy, and then a strong sense of shame.

Who am I...where am I...what am I doing...

And...Senior Brother Zhang...you are not dead...why are you standing there like a piece of charcoal...

Lv Ci complained in his heart and had to argue: "Who cried? I didn't cry!"

"Are you crying for joy?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Lv Ci "…………"

"It's rain, all rain!"

He continued to argue, and then he saw that Zhang Zhiwei's body shook slightly, and the charred skin on his body fell off.

Replaced by topaz-like skin, with almost no pores, just like the legendary glazed golden body.

This is Senior Brother Zhang practicing the mysterious skills...He reacted and quickly shut his mouth, holding his breath, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.

Then, he heard the blood and qi in Zhang Zhiwei's body rushing, making a sound like a big river, and a layer of dense black hair grew on his head, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it grew as long as before.

Zhang Zhiwei did not use the red hand, which was the effect of his adjustment of the human body structure.

The reason why he was standing there like charcoal just now was that he was digesting and absorbing the remaining power of the thunder in his body.

After digesting the remaining thunder in his body, Zhang Zhiwei shook off the dead skin, grew hair, restrained his own Qi, took out a brand new Taoist robe from his wallet and put it on.

It was still raining in the sky, but when the rain fell from the sky and fell on his head, it would be absorbed by the Qi and automatically separated.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Lu Ci. When he recovered from his illness just now, Lu Ci had already stood up. He was also using energy to evaporate the water vapor on his body, and condensed the purple Ruyi Jin into an umbrella shape, hovering above his head, as a barrier. Turn on the rain.

At this moment, she was leaning against the tree, looking at him with a cool look on her face. She didn't look as embarrassed as before when she was kneeling in the rain and crying at the top of her lungs.

In fact, Zhang Zhiwei was quite touched when he saw Lu Ci like that before, but he just didn't want to be embarrassed, so he just said that. Seeing Lu Ci like this now, he didn't try to expose it and asked:

"Erbi, why are you here?"

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei reveal what happened just now, Lu Ci stopped pretending and replied quickly:

"I was practicing in the fields in the back mountain before, and suddenly I heard a big noise in the sky. There were dark clouds covering the sky, thunder was striking, and there was a figure rising into the sky. I was curious, so I came over to take a look. This Look, I realized it was Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang, were you going through a catastrophe just now?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded and said: "I am overcoming the thunder disaster, one of the three disasters, which fits the description of the natural disaster in the legend!"

Thunder disaster... Lu Ci was shocked and asked quickly: "It is said that those who survive the heavenly tribulation will become an immortal. Are you an immortal now? You have become an immortal, why haven't you ascended? How long do you plan to ascend..."

Lu Ci is a person who doesn't talk much, but at this moment, he couldn't restrain his curiosity. He kept asking questions with excitement on his face.

Zhang Zhiwei: "…………"

Looking at the chattering Lu Ci, he wondered if this Erbi should be renamed Erha.

"It's about overcoming the tribulation, but it's not about becoming an immortal!" Zhang Zhiwei said concisely and concisely: "In the final analysis, I am just tempering my life with thunder!"

Overcoming tribulation... thunder... tempering one's life... Lu Ci could understand these words individually, but when combined together, he was confused.

Is it literal? Or does it have a deeper meaning? After all, how can the thunder of the sky temper one's life without fear of being crushed?

In his understanding, tempering one's life is an extremely difficult thing that must be done with caution. Why does he go digging in the ground every day without getting tired of it? Isn’t it just tempering one’s life?

He asked tentatively: "Toughen your life by being struck by lightning?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded.

Lu Ci's eyes widened: "Sky thunder pierces your body, aren't you afraid, Senior Brother Zhang?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Zhang Zhiwei said calmly, "I am not afraid of the sky or nature. There is nothing in this world that I should be afraid of!"

"Then...where is the Heavenly Master?"

Lu Ci subconsciously said that he regretted it after saying this. Isn't this just embarrassing?

"I respect Master, not fear!"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him and thought to himself, if you dare to say another stupid word again, I will slap you.

Lu Ci still understood the situation, so he shrunk his neck and changed the subject: "Senior Brother Zhang, what is the result of using the thunder to temper your life this time?"

"Want to know?" Zhang Zhiwei said, "Come on, try to attack me!"