Chapter 80: Thunder Tribulation Reappears

Hearing Li Chuyi's shouting, Ye Zhichen walked out of the house, frowned and looked, but his eyes suddenly condensed.

"Jie Dan? Really to Jie Dan?"

He flashed in front of Li Chuyi, stretched out his hand to test it slightly, and confirmed that it was indeed a sign of Jie Dan. Ye Zhichen couldn't help showing a little surprise, and then turned into a solemn expression,

"Why are you shouting? Your magic power is condensed now, which is a sign of Jie Dan. Why don't you quickly gather your mind and sit cross-legged to practice?" Ye Zhichen shouted coldly.

Li Chuyi's eyes widened when he heard it, and he stammered: "Jie Dan? Jie Dan?"

"You don't know?" Ye Zhichen looked at him in surprise, "Didn't your master tell you the several realms of cultivators' cultivation?"

"No! The Taoist only told me that cultivators are divided into stupid geese, trash, useless wood, idiots, good looking, not bad, and masters. He never told me that there are other realms of cultivation!" Li Chuyi almost cried. The Taoist priest had nothing good to say, and he had never told him that there were different realms for cultivators.

"How did you cultivate to this point?" Ye Zhichen could not help but be speechless.

After a slight pause, Ye Zhichen quickly explained: "There are nine realms in cultivators' cultivation, including Qi training, foundation building, Dan formation, spirit refining, Yuanying, Yuanshen, Dao fetus, tribulation crossing, and ascension. Time is tight, so I will not list them one by one. You just need to know that you are now on the edge of Dan formation. The mana in your body will be condensed to the current limit, and it will all flow back to your Dantian Qi Sea. You need to compress and condense the returning mana into a Dao Dan, so that the mana can be sublimated and become more pure, and then you can continue to cultivate!"

"Then what should I do?" Li Chuyi looked at Ye Zhichen with tears in his eyes.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course, it is to operate the technique you are practicing, compress and condense the mana, and solidify it into a pill. The specific method you are practicing should describe it." Ye Zhichen said.

Li Chuyi cried even harder.

"Which technique should I practice?"

Ye Zhichen glared and asked, "Which one? How many have you practiced?"

"There are thirteen techniques of swordsmanship, nine techniques of Taoist arts, and two techniques that I have practiced myself, a total of twenty-four techniques, which one should I practice?" Li Chuyi asked anxiously.

Ye Zhichen was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked at Li Chuyi with a look of looking at a monster. After a long time, he asked strangely, "How did you survive until now?"

"I have lived until now by eating meat!" Li Chuyi was a little crazy.

Ye Zhichen was helpless, he had never heard of or encountered such a situation. Because of the Taoist priest, Ye Zhichen had never asked Li Chuyi about his practice of techniques, and he only taught him sword techniques and sword skills. Moreover, Baijie Taoist had also told him that the techniques that the Taoist priest passed on to Li Chuyi were quite strange, and asked him not to interfere. Hearing Li Chuyi say this, he was at a loss.

Looking at Li Chuyi, whose face was flushed, Ye Zhichen thought for a moment and said, "You practiced so many techniques and didn't explode and die. There must be some strange technique that harmonized them. I can't do anything about your situation now. You can just try to practice the technique that helps you harmonize."

"Oh!"

Li Chuyi agreed, and suddenly thought of something, and looked up and asked, "What will happen if the pill fails?"

After a slight silence, Ye Zhichen said in a low voice, "If it is an ordinary cultivator, if the pill fails, the mana will dissipate, the skill will regress, and it will take a lot of hard work to re-form the pill. But you practiced so many techniques, I don't know if you will explode and die because of the conflict of techniques if you fail to form the pill."

Li Chuyi burst into tears. He knew that there was no free meat in the world. Practicing many techniques together would make his mana increase several times or even dozens of times faster than ordinary cultivators, but it was impossible without any cost.

Feeling that his stomach was about to burst, Li Chuyi asked again: "What if I give up on forming the elixir?"

"Unless you give up your power, if you don't form the elixir and let it go, you will definitely explode and die." Ye Zhichen said with an ugly face.

Li Chuyi was completely helpless after hearing this. It is definitely impossible to give up your power. Not to mention that he has worked hard for so many years to cultivate to such a level, even if it is for the sake of going out and wandering around the world in the future, or if the Taoist priest doesn't come to find him and he wants to go out to find him, he can't choose to give up his power for many reasons.

"It's a horizontal and a vertical sword. The drifting in the void didn't kill me, the deadly place didn't trap me to death, and the arrogant Burial King didn't kill me but was scolded by me. I don't believe that forming a broken elixir can kill me?"

With a determined heart, Li Chuyi followed Ye Zhichen's suggestion and began to run the "Taoism" scriptures with all his strength.

He didn't practice many scriptures in the Dao Canon. No matter if they were useful or not, he would practice them with all his strength and recite those that he hadn't practiced. There was no content related to Dan in the scriptures, but it didn't matter! He also practiced so many other techniques. When he read those techniques before, he thought that the Dan and foundation building mentioned in them were introductions to the state of mind of the techniques. Now he knows that it actually refers to the realm of the cultivator's cultivation. No wonder he couldn't practice many techniques, or couldn't practice them completely. It turned out that his own realm was not reached.

While silently reciting the scriptures of the Dao Canon, he also practiced the scriptures of all the exercises he had practiced about Dan-forming. Suddenly, the speed of his mana rewinding became faster, and it became more violent after gathering in the Dantian Qi Sea.

Feeling the increasingly intense pain in his lower abdomen, the violent mana became more and more, but there was no intention of condensing into a pill. Instead, the mana cultivated by various different exercises was constantly entangled with each other, fighting happily. Li Chuyi's eyes suddenly turned red, and he roared: "I cultivated you, and you dare not obey? You must condense for me, condense for me!!!"

With a roar, Li Chuyi fiercely punched his lower abdomen three times, which frightened Ye Zhichen next to him, thinking that he was crazy with pain, and couldn't help but want to control him and force him to disperse. Li Chuyi's cultivation is important, but Li Chuyi's life is more important. Ye Zhichen doesn't want to be resented by Li Chuyi's mother when he meets her in the underworld one day.

Just as he was about to make a move, he saw Li Chuyi slightly shaking his head at him and giving him a reassuring look. Gritting his teeth and thinking for a while, Ye Zhichen slowly put his hand down. Forming a pill is a big deal for every cultivator, and he must respect Li Chuyi's choice. He decided to wait a little longer. If it really comes to that, even if Li Chuyi doesn't want to, he will make a move.

After comforting Ye Zhichen, Li Chuyi refocused his attention. He found that after giving himself a few punches just now, he actually felt much more comfortable, and the unbearable swelling pain in his lower abdomen was slightly relieved.

"Damn, am I destined to be beaten? Even the magic power I have cultivated likes to be bullied so much?"

After mocking himself in his heart, Li Chuyi punched his lower abdomen with both fists again, and hit himself hard a few times. After a few punches, although the skin and flesh of the lower abdomen were red, swollen and painful, the Dantian in the abdomen felt comfortable. He could clearly feel that after being "beaten", those manic mana became quiet for some reason, and began to slowly condense under the traction of the breath in the body.

As the mana continued to condense, a huge sphere with the breath as the core and wrapped in mana appeared in the dantian. As it slowly rotated, it generated a suction force, slowly sucking out the remaining mana in the meridians and taking it in.

When the last trace of mana in the meridians was absorbed, Li Chuyi suddenly felt that his whole body was empty, as if the whole person was hollowed out, and an inexplicable sense of panic could not help but surge into his heart.

Just when Li Chuyi had not yet recovered from this feeling, a strong death aura suddenly emerged from the dry meridians and instantly filled Li Chuyi's meridians. Ye Zhichen, who had been guarding the law beside him, immediately felt this strong death aura and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Death Qi?! Such a strong death Qi?!"

Before he could figure out why, a black cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above the Divine Sword Peak, rolling and gathering together quickly, with bursts of thunder coming from it.

"Thunder Tribulation?!" Ye Zhichen's face changed color in horror.

Just when he was at a loss, he saw a flash of light suddenly appear on Li Chuyi's chest, and a mirror flew out automatically, which was the Demon Subduing Mirror. The Demon Subduing Mirror shook slightly, ejected the purple harp and five little ghosts in the period, and flew around Li Chuyi several times rapidly, and finally landed steadily on top of Li Chuyi's head, close to his Baihui acupoint.

With the arrival of the Demon Subduing Mirror, the death Qi in Li Chuyi's body seemed to have found a breakthrough, and immediately rushed to his head, poured out from the Baihui acupoint, and poured into the Demon Subduing Mirror.

The death Qi in Li Chuyi's body became less and less, but the thunder tribulation on his head had not dissipated. As if angered by the thunder above his head, the Demon-Subduing Mirror suddenly shook, and strange runes flashed from it, gathered above Li Chuyi's head, and gradually formed a word.

As the last trace of runes merged, a huge "roll" word appeared in the sky, just like the "roll" word uttered by the Taoist priest that day, from bottom to top, towards the top of the thundercloud in the sky.

In a flash, the word "roll" instantly touched the thundercloud, and silently dissipated with the thundercloud at the same time. The sky was clear again, as if everything that had happened before was an illusion. Ye Zhichen on the ground and Zi Yuan, who was driven out with a confused look on his face, were already stunned.

The courtyard was silent, and everyone didn't know what to say, just stared at the sky blankly.

Suddenly, a weak but surprised voice sounded, and it was Li Chuyi who opened his eyes.

"Hmm? I'm not dead? Hey, what is this bean? Could it be the Dao Dan?"

Several people looked at Li Chuyi blankly, which made Li Chuyi a little scared.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Li Chuyi, who had no idea that he had been through the gates of hell, stared at him with seemingly innocent eyes and asked foolishly.

"You are such a pervert."

After a long time, Ye Zhichen said this with a complicated expression.

Beside him, Ziyuan and the five little ghost dolls nodded in agreement.

Li Chuyi, who was sitting on the ground, was humble.