A Tree's Life as a Cultivator

Chapter 15
On this day, Lin Xiaoya, who was practicing Dzogchen, felt that she had finally reached the point where she could cultivate an adult.She stopped practicing because she felt that in the near future she would usher in a transformational thunder tribulation.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoya trembled in fear, God knows how deep a shadow was left on her after being struck by lightning.Why do trees have to be struck by lightning when cultivating adults!

Lin Xiaoya was frantically thinking about how to overcome the catastrophe. First, she had no magic weapon, second, no spells, and third, she didn't know how to form a formation, so she could only resist the thunder disaster with her body.Forget it, lie flat!
At this time, a slight fluctuation of lightning caught Lin Xiaoya's attention.God, is it coming so soon?I'm not ready yet!
Lin Xiaoya looked at the distant sky full of precautions, fidgeting and waiting for the arrival of Lei Jie.

But after waiting for a while, no thunder disaster arrived.

What is playing with me, I want to see what is playing with me!Lin Xiaoya, who was furious, followed the slight fluctuations of thunder and lightning, and began to look for things that exuded the aura of thunder disaster.

At this time, Lin Xiaoya found a long and irregularly shaped pole made of fiery red crystal more than 600 meters below the cliff, and there was a trace of lightning fluctuations from time to time on it.

Lin Xiaoya held the crystal pole in her hand, only feeling a familiar wave around the crystal pole.And this crystal pole is like a part of my body, I can hold it easily without being hurt by lightning.

At this time, Lin Xiaoya suddenly remembered something, and felt the familiar thunder and lightning fluctuations in the crystal pole. Isn't this just the breath of thunder that chopped her down to the root last time?

Lin Xiaoya's head lit up, isn't this crystal pole the tree trunk she had been before she was struck by lightning?Lin Xiaoya was very pleasantly surprised. She didn't expect that her tree trunk was still there. She thought it had been blown to pieces long ago.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoya was preparing to practice this crystal pole into her own natal spirit sword peach wood sword according to the records in the natural history to resist the thunder disaster.

From this time on, Lin Xiaoya beats this crystal pole with her spiritual tentacles every day, then mobilizes the fire spirit power in her body to burn it, tempers it from time to time with the remaining thunder power in her body, and then uses gentle water to burn it. The aura cools down.

Finally, after ninety-nine and 81 days of beating and cultivation, a natal spirit sword with a fiery red handle, a blue-black body, and many fiery red crystals inlaid on it appeared in front of her eyes.

Although the sword looks rough and not gorgeous, Lin Xiaoya still has a sense of accomplishment, and she is considered a magic weapon.

A few days later, the thunder disaster came late. Looking at the terrifying scene of dark clouds covering the sky, lightning and thunder, Lin Xiaoya felt that this thunder disaster was much weaker than the golden core robbery that person crossed.

Coupled with the fact that she has a magic weapon in hand, Lin Xiaoya is no longer afraid of thunder disasters.Instead, she holds a sword and stands facing the wind. Even if the leaves on her body are rustled by the wind, she is not afraid.It just so happens that she still lacks the power of thunder and calamity to temper her natal spirit sword.

All I could hear was the rumbling of thunder in the dark clouds in the sky, and the thunder and lightning were like a big blue-purple snake walking through the black clouds, opening its ferocious mouth to Lin Xiaoya.

Lin Xiaoya plucked up her courage, pointed her sword at Razer, and rushed straight into the sky with an aura of my own destiny.Thunder Snake was enraged by her spirit of not fearing death, and then spit out a bolt of lightning straight at Lin Xiaoya.

Lin Xiaoya quickly caught the lightning with her natal spirit sword, and then tempered the natal spirit sword in her hand.As several thunderbolts came one after another in a short period of time, Lin Xiaoya's natal spirit sword was washed away and shone brightly.

In Lin Xiaoya's lightning calamity, there were a total of nine lightning bolts, one after another non-stop hitting Lin Xiaoya.

Without fear, Lin Xiaoya caught the thunder and lightning with her natal spiritual sword, and while continuously tempering her natal spiritual sword, she used her body to transfer the remaining power of thunder calamity to her dantian to replenish the power of thunder calamity.

As the last thunderbolt landed, Lin Xiaoya also used her body to bear the aftermath of the eight thunderstorms, her whole body was numb, and the leaves and tree body exuded different degrees of burnt smell.

And Lin Xiaoya also knew that this last thunder calamity was the most powerful and most useful thunder calamity, as long as she survived the thunder calamity with her body, she could truly transform into form.

Lin Xiaoya put away her natal spirit sword, and stared firmly at the last thunderstorm.

In the distant horizon, the Thunder Snake in the dark clouds seemed to be hit by the fact that he did not cause much harm to Lin Xiaoya, and began to continuously accumulate strength, ready to kill with one blow.

I only heard thunder in the distance, and the color of the lightning gradually changed, turning into a very dark blue-black. With a loud "click", the thunder struck Lin Xiaoya all at once.

Lin Xiaoya saw that this thunder calamity was not half as strong as the previous thunder calamity, and she was not worried. She had already strengthened her tree body, and this powerful thunder calamity could not hurt her.

Just hearing the sound of "bang" explosion, a huge explosion occurred on the platform where Lin Xiaoya was.When the smog in the sky gradually cleared, Lin Xiaoya finally became an adult.

In the rain and dew of Lingze, Lin Xiaoya stood up slowly and gracefully facing the rainbow, looking at the endless Dongze Sea in the distance, she was so happy that she couldn't express it.

Lin Xiaoya stroked her lost and recovered body, her eyes were full of excitement.Great, she has finally cultivated into a human form, and she can finally leave here. She has long been tired of seeing this unchanging scenery.

But at this time, a strong wind hit, Lin Xiaoya couldn't help but sneezed, her body was shivering from the cold.

She couldn't help but hugged her body tightly, really!She didn't expect the human body to be so resistant to freezing, she was about to catch a cold, but it was still a brand new experience.

Lin Xiaoya hurriedly found the only cassock from her Qiankun bag that was not tattered until now, and put an oversized man's robe on her body.

This man's tunic is the only piece of clothing in the Qiankun bag that she has ever obtained that will not rot for a long time.

Lin Xiaoya still remembers the expression on her face when she pulled out this cassock from a pile of tattered clothes, and she was extremely surprised.Great, she has clothes to wear after taking shape.

After Lin Xiaoya got the vestment that had lost its original luster, she began to try to replenish the aura to the vestment so that it could last longer without damage.

After using countless methods, this light gray men's vestment finally restored its original luster, and even the cleaning formation that came with the vestment can be used, making this vestment as good as new.

Lin Xiaoya couldn't help but walked into the cave that had lost its seal a long time ago, came to the small pool, and began to observe her transformed appearance from the surface of the water.

What disappointed Lin Xiaoya was that she did not transform into an earth-shattering beauty, but turned into a delicate little beauty with the same appearance as her previous life.

With fair skin, pink and tender mouth, round and fleshy face, neither fat nor thin figure and short height, one can tell from the outside that she is a little girl who is only thirteen or fourteen years old. A childish yellow-haired girl.

(End of this chapter)