Chapter 317 316 Thunder Tribulation Attempt and Test Qualification
In the following period, Song He made a special trip to the Lotus World every day to pay attention to the progress of the scholars at Chenhuan Academy.
Almost like an overseer.
Overall, the results are quite gratifying——
The knowledge of the unknown world stimulated the scholars to write hard. The huge world system and stories have all been written according to the description of Qi Qing Bei Ling and the requirements of Song He.
After Song He personally inspected it, it was then delivered through the sect's channels.
Then, the legends and poems they compiled were passed to Ye Guo by special personnel, and they were then told by storytellers. For a time, the whole country was in the craze of storytelling, triggering heated discussions.
In their opinion, this is a story passed down by the immortal himself, so it must be true.
In an era when entertainment is scarce, these stories are interesting and fresh. It also involves a lot of exciting scenes of shemale falling in love.
In addition... the descriptions by the scholars of Chenhuan Academy are quite meticulous, which makes people feel hot and full of imagination.
But all of them are unabridged versions!
With such excitement, the development trend is naturally quite gratifying.
It's really booming.
During this period, the mortals proved that Song He's idea was indeed correct, and some undescribed details were figured out in their minds. Even the scholar who wrote the story did not expect...
So that’s what I meant?
Did I actually lay a foreshadowing here?
…I don’t even know that I think that.
After receiving the feedback, they were basically confused and surprised and continued to modify the context and add bricks and tiles, gradually developing the story towards the real world.
The worldview of mortals is somewhat different from that of immortals. The common sense of some immortal cultivators is like a book from heaven to them.
Everything must be modified to make it easy to understand.
In addition, there is a little surprise.
Belief.
Because people spread it by word of mouth - and Song He asked the court to help spread it, it actually formed some power of belief.
Especially the bitter love tree that can transcend reincarnation and connect humans and monsters, the story of the female ghost Nie Xiaoqian, and the spiritual journey of the seven sad spirits.
Among them, the Bitter Love Tree and the Red Thread Immortal who can reincarnate and renew relationships are the most famous. They didn't even need Song He to say hello, and they spread directly to several surrounding mortal countries.
triggered a greater wave of discussion.
They also spontaneously burned incense and worshiped.
However, since there was no corresponding statue of the god, all the incense beliefs were gathered at the place where Song He used to make the faith infants, and he sent people to take them away regularly.
Within these beliefs are pure wishes—things that are equivalent to praying for the representative characters in these stories. 【6】【9】【s】【h】【u】【x】【.】【c】【o】【m】
It doesn't look like much, but it's actually quite useful.
He is not a god with miraculous calculations, but at least he can make up for some completeness, and can also bring some inspiration for Song He to prepare entries and make spiritual plants in the future.
But it still needs more time to brew.
Just wait for the day of real results.
After seeing that the place was prospering and things were developing exactly according to his ideas, Song He focused on the entry "Praying for Heaven and Calling Thunder".
…
this day,
"I don't know if it will work."
Inside the Mi Shen Tree, Song He was staring at the canyon in front of him, muttering to himself.
The top of the canyon is covered with dense thunder and lightning, and below there are some different exotic flowers and plants growing, facing the sudden majestic rainstorm and the continuous thunderstorms in it.
Every time a flower blooms, there is one more thunder above.
The calamity in it also became more intense.
Xiaomu stood next to the Song River, with several purple gourds floating beside him. The swaying seemed to be releasing an invisible wave, and he was monitoring the thunderous fluctuations that were constantly gathering around him.
With every breath and every second, the data represented by the calamity qi is being sealed and recorded - Xiaomu studies it patiently.
After standing quietly for a while, Xiaomu reminded:
"Master, the surrounding thunder has gathered."
"Yes." Song He nodded slightly, "There is still some reserve of thunder energy in the world, let's test it."
"OK."
Xiaomu naturally would not object. Following Song He's wishes, he controlled a gourd and released wisps of the power of the Universe.
The power of these cosmic lights is gray, but there is a faint orange halo like a star shining in it. It is as light as nothing and flows near the exotic flowers and plants.
Then, just in an instant.
Infused into the flowers.
Some flowers that were about to bloom immediately bloomed - thunder in the sky also fell at this time, falling on the flowers one after another.
"Boom!"
Thunder and lightning fell from high in the sky, illuminating all the small blue-purple flowers below. Each ray of lightning was aimed at a small flower, just right.
After the chopping is completed, most of the small flowers will turn into a pile of ashes, because these small flowers are only second-level spiritual plants and cannot withstand thunder and lightning at all.
But there are also a very few who have withstood the baptism of these thunder and lightning, holding their heads proudly in the area where the thunder and lightning stopped.
Wisps of strange energy invisible to the naked eye were integrated, and their aura and spirituality were enhanced more than a little bit. It was obvious that they had benefited greatly after the thunder tribulation. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×
It was just like when the monks passed the tribulation, they would have some power bestowed by heaven and earth to restore themselves and strengthen themselves. In the moment when the thunder and lightning disappeared, there was indeed power output.
"It seems to be vitality, but this vitality is quite pure... Master, my suggestion is that after the experiment here is successful, we should go to the big world for research." Xiaomu licked his lips.
Obviously, he was a little eager to make a move.
If Song He was not still here, he would have been able to restrain his instincts and would have wanted to devour those vitality to strengthen himself.
This strange but pure vitality power strengthened the spirituality and spiritual power of the spiritual plant - it was also of great benefit to Xiaomu.
Song He saw his expression and said with a smile: "Just bear with it for now... Try it in this world first. After collecting enough data, I will send a gourd baby outside."
Xiao Mu was silent for a moment, and suddenly said:
"... Let my clone come to overcome the calamity."
The enthusiasm and expectation in his tone could not be concealed at all - he was simply a crazy researcher, and the kind who used himself as an experiment.
Song He had no choice but to agree.
"... OK." He nodded, and then said: "The next direction of our research is how to use this power, how to preserve this fleeting power."
"Leave it to me." Xiao Mu agreed confidently.
Song He has always been at ease with him.
"Then I'll leave it to you. You have to figure out how to preserve it. If we can't preserve it, our plans are all in vain."
Song He patted Xiao Mu's head and said, "I need to build a new area in the New Moon Realm. If you need it, just tell me."
"A new area... do you want to use thunder tribulation as the theme?"
"Well, I want the monks to pay to be struck by thunder."
Song He smiled and answered with a look of evil in his eyes.
...
A few days later, New Moon Realm.
On a high moonlit slope that ordinary monks can't reach.
There are two people standing.
One of them is a bit demonic in beauty, and the other is extremely old and still leaning on a cane.
After the last incident, Qi Qing Bei Ling was obviously calmer. Although she still tells stories to the scholars of Chen Huan Academy every day, she is just telling stories.
No more small thoughts appear.
After the story came to an end and things settled down, she was finally allowed to go to the New Moon Realm for a stroll in her spare time.
Her joy faded a little.
The New Moon Realm was so lively, and it was very different from the dead world she lived in - she now liked to watch the development of the New Moon Realm.
Because the New Moon Realm existed in a very special form, although it was a little different from the almost mature world of Shenyao Cave Heaven where souls could live freely, it was somewhat similar.
The seven-colored divine deer were all old residents of Shenyao, and they really put forward a lot of constructive suggestions.
Because of the relationship with Senior Brother Lu and the good relationship he had with the seven-colored divine deer, Song He, as a hands-off boss, simply allowed all of them.
The seven-colored divine deer did not disappoint his trust and worked hard. In just a few months, they created a lot of things -
For example, a hall suitable for resting the divine consciousness was built, an area that could restore the divine consciousness that could be unlocked by spending spirit stones, and a fighting field that consumed a lot of divine consciousness.
Everything is done to drain the last wisp of spiritual consciousness of the cultivators - the more their spiritual consciousness is consumed, the more beneficial it is for the development and evolution of the world.
Watching this world gradually improve, Qiqing Beiling couldn't help but sigh again:
"It's amazing."
In this spiritual world built by spiritual consciousness, he is surrounded by the never-stopping wind and snow, and only the seven-colored divine deer and the few beings who have been transformed into the spirit of the world by Song He can approach.
Now she is greeted by a white-haired old man.
That is Ye Zhenren's uncle, Ye Cong.
A smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and he teased: "Fellow Daoist Beiling, you always start with this sentence no matter how many times you come. Is it really amazing?"
"Of course, this is sincere."
Although Beiling has not been in contact with this old man for a long time, the relationship between the two is already good-although the former was only a golden elixir "before his death", the latter's cultivation is so strong that he has reached the level of half-step refining emptiness.
If it were before, the inequality in cultivation probably wouldn't have allowed them to talk to each other at all, and it would be impossible for them to talk to each other.
But now... one of them became a prisoner of the Lingye Sect because of his own evil deeds, while the other one accepted the gift of the New Moon Realm and was bound to the World Spirit.
The strange transformation of the status of the two actually achieved a delicate balance.
With such a balance of status, there is something to talk about.
The two smiled at each other, standing under the moonlight, looking at a lake under construction in front of them. Its color seemed out of tune with the entire New Moon Realm.
It was a thunder lake filled with purple lightning.
The surging lightning and lightning were like snakes and dragons, surging in the lake water, as if they had life.
The seven-colored divine deer were busy building a formation with some translucent silk threads, and there were some strange blue and purple spiritual flowers inside.
It was the spiritual halo emitted by those spiritual flowers that formed the layers of thunder light lake water, which was violent and restrained by the tranquility brought by the formation and moonlight.
It actually maintained balance and order.
Everything is so new.
"Fellow Daoist Song once said that this place is called Thunder Calling Lake." Sad Ling's eyes were full of curiosity: "His thoughts have always been extremely wonderful, but he never thought that he could summon even thunder disasters at will?"
"That's natural."
The old man has always boasted about the Song River where people and others can exist in the world, "Song Realm Master has a wonderful idea, and to be honest with fellow Taoists, this place can allow monks to experience the power of thunder tribulation."
"Experience thunder tribulation?" Bei Ling was even more surprised.
Once the thunder tribulation cannot be overcome, it will cause huge harm to the body, not to mention the soul and consciousness here.
Seeing the sad spirit surprised, Ye Cong stroked his beard and said proudly:
"Well, fellow Taoist, you will know after you wait and see. World Master Song has already released the news that nine people have spent spiritual stones to bid for the qualification to test here.
They are all the proud sons of heaven, so how can they be willing to live under others?
Among them, the one with the highest test qualification was sold for a high price of 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones. It is said that the sects behind them are secretly competing with each other. "
Now he and Song He have both prospered and suffered losses. The more resources the latter gets, the more stable their lives will be.
Maybe I can travel to more worlds in the future, and be able to appreciate this magnificent imaginary world even after death.
So didn't you try your best to help Song He with his work?
Qi Qing Sad Spirit became even more interested when he heard this.
She sat directly on the floor, almost lying down, "Then we'll just wait. The only thing we have more now is time."
"That's right." Ye Cong agreed.
Then the two of them sat directly on the ground, staring at the Thunder Lake being built, and waited quietly.
This wait lasted ten days and ten nights.
A funnel-shaped formation has been formed in the sky above Lei Lake with translucent silk threads, which plunges straight into the sky. The bright white moonlight shines on the formation, making it look really gorgeous and magnificent.
The nine monks had excited faces and couldn't wait to appear inside the formation.
There were men and women, old and young, led by a colorful sacred deer towards the depths of Lei Lake, which had just been built and had not yet been tested.
"It's coming!" Ye Cong threw away his walking stick, climbed up, and stared into the distance.
It's completely different from the old and decrepit look just now.
Seven Emotions Sad Spirit: "..."
This is just a decoration for you, look at how excited you are.
She shook her head, stood up slowly, and looked into the distance.
At this time, Xiaolu was introducing the "paid items" of Leihu Test to several monks who had just arrived. (End of chapter)