Chapter 307: The Sky-Reaching Lightning Umbrella

The source of the long river of resentment.

One after another, hideous space cracks spread, constantly colliding with the black resentment.

At a glance, a huge vortex rolled up at the source of the long river, and lightning flashed in the tearing broken energy, and the space overlapped.

In the vortex, an arm of a hundred feet in size stretched out, constantly grabbing the broken energy around.

The whole arm was made up of countless white bones, and there were bone fragments falling down when waving.

In an instant, several streams of light swept in from afar, turning into figures of different shapes.

The two people wearing straw raincoats and petals were normal among the few people.

The remaining few people either had a head on their necks, and another head on their hunched backs, with fangs full of mouths, making harsh and strange noises.

Or, one arm and one leg, but with strange black energy, they repaired the missing limbs.

"Fellow Daoist seeking the Way of Heaven, I am honored."

A hearty laugh sounded, and two figures rushed in from the colorful miasma in the distance.

The two cultivators had green faces, green hair, and especially a pair of eyes, like two green beads.

"The Cangqing Clan!"

A hoarse voice came from the hunchbacked two-headed soul catcher.

"The Five Elements Fairy Palace is about to open. How can you, the Cangqing Clan, have time to get involved in the cursed burial ground? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

The leading Cangqing Clan cultivator was covered in a hazy green light. His aura pushed away the resentment and miasma around him, and his eyes were fixed on the vortex at the source of the long river.

"Coming here will not delay going to the Five Elements Fairy Palace."

The Cangqing Clan guarded the void in the eastern part of the Tiannan Continent. When the cultivators were patrolling, they had already noticed the turbulence in the sky above the southern wilderness of the continent, stirring the colorful miasma into a large cyclone, which was obviously abnormal.

As for being struck by lightning, if you can get a treasure beyond your expectations, it is worth being struck twice.

The Broken Continent on the edge of the Xiuxian World, although full of resentment, also buried a lot of high-level spiritual objects, is one of the sources of spiritual objects in the middle Xiuxian World.

However, because of the resentment curse, everyone is afraid, and this opportunity is mostly controlled by Qiu Tiandao's family.

"Hehe, then I wish you less struck by lightning."

"Hehe..."

For a while, the soul catchers around all laughed strangely, and their bloodshot eyes stared at the two Cangqing clan cultivators who arrived with a playful look.

Cang Linzui reached out to stop his angry companion, "Why are you getting angry with a bunch of rotten meat?"

"This secret realm outside the continent has such a huge phenomenon, it is obvious that the internal area is not small, there may be fourth-level high-quality spiritual objects, remember what we are here for."

Speaking of it, he was lucky. As a cultivator ordered to stay outside the Tiannan Continent, he was originally going to the Five Elements Palace, but because of a deadly retreat, he was delayed.

Unexpectedly, after coming out of retreat, he found that a huge energy vortex stretching for thousands of miles appeared in the cursed land in the south of Tiannan. This is obviously a chance.

And it will take at least a hundred years for the Five Elements Palace to have a stable entrance, so Cang Linzui immediately decided to come here to take a look.

Although his Cangqing clan is a noble immortal clan, it can no longer provide enough resources for advancement for a Yuanying Great Perfection cultivator like him.

The old ancestor of the tribe, who had transformed into a god, was like a towering tree that protected the tribe, but the deep roots of the tree also absorbed most of the resources of the tribe.

As a result, he had broken through the Nascent Soul Great Perfection for a hundred years, but in fact he was still at the level of just advancing, and his mana had hardly increased much.

There was no way, the resources were limited, and the younger generation had to suffer, and the old ancestor had to eat.

"Daoist friend of the Cangqing tribe, the entrance to the secret realm has appeared, and you can go in."

The hunchbacked soul catcher spoke coldly.

Looking at the huge arm that was still flapping at the entrance of the secret realm, Cang Linzui looked indifferent, "Don't worry, don't worry, Qiu Tiandao is the top force across the world of cultivation. My Cangqing tribe is like a naughty child in front of Qiu Tiandao, so Daoist friend, please go first."

In today's era, the top forces of transformation into gods include Qiu Tiandao, Exiled Immortal Tower, Tongtian Pavilion, Ascension Tower, and Burial Sea.

These forces either have a late-stage spirit master in charge, or have a quasi-sixth-level spiritual treasure. A late-stage spirit master holding a quasi-sixth-level spiritual treasure is comparable to a great perfection of the spirit master, and can be said to be the strongest in the world of cultivation.

The second-class forces are the sects with a mid-stage spirit master in charge, the ancient clans, such as Lingyi, Haizu, Tianjian, Gudu and other sects of the human race.

The next class, with an early-stage spirit master in charge, such as their Cangqing, Xuanyou, Ziyang, Wushan and other sects of the human race.

Going down, there are local forces on each continent. These forces have late-stage Yuanying or even great perfection cultivators in charge, and secretly may have quasi-fifth-level spiritual treasures, or the foundation of some fifth-level means.

It can be said that there are many more spirit masters in the current era than in the past, and the number of spirit masters in the entire world of cultivation has exceeded two hundred.

No one knows how many there are in secret.

In short, any cultivator who has a little bit of a mind has also noticed something. Although the resources are obviously depleting, the cultivators' advancement is like cooking in a raging fire, a flourishing brocade.

Cang Linzui also thought about these things when he was bored in cultivation, but he thought that he was only a Yuanying cultivator, what could he do about these things?

The sky is falling, and it will hit the high one first.

For a while, the soul catcher stared at the two Cangqing cultivators with a strange look, and kept making strange noises, like a group of psychopaths.

Cang Linzui and the other person closed their eyes and rested, looking like they were waiting quietly.

The secret realm of the cursed land is different from other places. The bone claws that stick out and grab randomly may be a ghost king of resentful souls.

Wait and see if there is a good opportunity.

…

"Alas, another one comes to grab food."

A sigh sounded in the hidden place.

…

Outside the Thousand Demons Mountain, the cave.

"Master, can this thing really attract the thunder?"

In the cave, Dahei looked at the thing in front of him that looked like an inverted net. He couldn't imagine it. With his brain thinking, although he couldn't understand what Shen Lian did, he always felt that it looked very powerful.

This net is similar to an inverted umbrella skeleton. The main umbrella pole in the middle is made of ore with five elements and thunder attributes. The bottom is sharp like a sword, and the surrounding umbrella bones are sharp like thorns. There are 3,650 forks in total.

At the end of each fork, there is a flying bird-shaped kite tied with a chain.

The whole thing looks like a clanging sound, and there is a particularly crisp sound when it collides.

These flying bird kites will fly into the calamity cloud, guide the scattered thunder power in the calamity cloud down, and gather it to the main umbrella pole through the chain and umbrella ribs.

After Shen Lian's many observations, he found that the efficiency of the thunder of the heavenly punishment was too poor.

In the rolling calamity cloud, at least 40% of the thunder was scattered in all directions. Such a waste is too bad.

This umbrella is called the Heaven-Connecting Thunder Umbrella, also known as the Happy Electrotherapy Aid.

The main feature is to make the heavenly calamity no longer waste every thunder.

When using it, just throw it out, let the main umbrella pole at the bottom of the umbrella point downward, and aim at the monk to be struck.

The main feature is humanization.

"Why don't you try it?"

Looking at Dahei jumping on the umbrella ribs, Shen Lian chuckled.

"Goodbye, master, I am your most beloved spirit beast, why don't you let Sanqian and Erwan try it."

Looking at the thunder-attracting umbrella spinning in front of him, Shen Lian thought about it and felt that it was still a little unsafe.

After thinking for a long time, he prepared to add another layer of umbrella frame under the umbrella frame to ensure that more heavenly thunder can be attracted.

Adding one more layer is safe.

Then add two layers.

...

Three months later.

The nine-layered sky-reaching and lightning-attracting umbrella was officially shipped.

Shen Lian was almost dead from exhaustion. He used up all the spiritual materials he got from fellow Taoists and the spiritual materials he had accumulated over the years.

Finally, this piece was completed. Each piece was a fourth-grade lower grade, forming a nine-component sky-reaching and lightning-attracting umbrella that was comparable to a fourth-grade upper grade.

This spiritual treasure can be combined into one, two, or even nine-layered thunder-attracting umbrellas according to the needs of use.

The first layer has 3,650 thunder-attracting spirit birds. After all of them are scattered, they can attract the calamity clouds within a radius of 100 miles.

With the second layer, the attraction range is expanded by a little more than double, and the heavenly thunder can be attracted within a radius of 300 miles.

After the ninth level, all 32,850 Thunderbirds can gather the thunder within a radius of 1,500 miles to the center of the Thunder Umbrella.

"I hope you have something on you, Daoist friend. I'm going to put all my money in this time."

Holding the Thunder Umbrella, Shen Lian's eyes seemed to see through the cave barrier and looked in the direction of the blood sausage monster.

...

This day.

A thunderclap exploded between the collided blood mist and miasma.

The thunder that comes once every six months came as promised.

After years of energy raging inside the Thousand Demon Mountain, a deep blood pit has been formed.

The dirty blood in the blood pit exudes a foul smell, and the blood sausage is submerged in the blood water, exuding an extremely chaotic atmosphere.

In the blood water, black insects, some the size of beans or longans, crawled around on the blood sausage, making a squeaking sound.

The silent blood sausage monster trembled all over, and its entire soul was startled.

Inside the flesh and blood, strands of bloody thoughts intertwined, outlining a half-collapsed sea of ​​thoughts crawling with hideous faces.

In the center of the sea of ​​thoughts, a soul that was rotting all over was being gnawed by dense black bugs.

The soul had no facial features, like a sphere covered with mucus.

"Get out, all of you."

"I want to advance to the godhood, you said that by advancing to the godhood, I can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and no longer be harassed by resentment."

"Ah... Mother, save me, save me, save me."

"The road to immortality, I saw there was a ladder to heaven."

...

"Ah, don't pull out my tongue, dig out my eyes, and suck my soul."

"Save me..."

The soul in a lump kept surging, stretching out an arm for a while, and growing a leg for a while, but no matter how it struggled, the whole body seemed to be unable to support itself anymore.

"The thunder is coming again, and it is coming again."

Subconsciously, the blood sausage wanted to drill into the depths of the blood water.

However, in the area covered by thunder, the movements of the blood sausage seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and its body was forcibly pushed out of the blood and fell under the thunder.

Clang!

At the same time, a clang sounded between heaven and earth, and the lightning umbrella that had just been thrown out was rolled back and hit back. The deputy soul flashed with green light, and flew out holding the rolled-back lightning umbrella.

"Oh my God, we are one of us..."

At this moment, the blood sausage also sensed the breath outside, and a group of rich blood ripples bloomed around his body, which began to wash the surrounding mountains and forests, and shattered all space.

"Go!"

The deputy soul roared, threw the lightning umbrella over again, and a clear and hazy light shone on his body.

"We are one of us, we are one of us!"