Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 25 Thunder Cultivation, Body Training (22 for further reading)
Thunder Taoism uses one's own true energy as a guide to accumulate the power of heavenly thunder, yin and yang generate thunder, and harmony generates electricity.

The entry requirements for this method of Thunder Dao are not low, and it can only be practiced at the fourth level of Qi training.

The main reason is that Lei Dao consumed too much real energy, and he didn't have enough cultivation to support it.

According to the records in the classics, if this method is cultivated to a high level, a single thunderbolt can destroy the illusion of the world.

Isn't this exactly what I want, the way to restrain the demon?

Zhang Li happily memorized this thunder method, and then slowly circulated his true energy according to the formula.

Squeezing the formula with one hand, the true energy is condensed and divided, and the void thunder is generated by the power of gathering.

"The sky and the earth are boundless, and the heavens and the earth give birth to thunder—"

With a low shout, he raised his finger forward.

There seemed to be muffled thunder, and his face went blank.

Lei didn't, his meridians were almost torn apart by the rapidly rotating true essence.

Sure enough, Lei Fa was not as simple as imagined.

Zhang Li was not in a hurry, after swallowing a elixir that warms and nourishes the meridians, he began to ponder over Lei Fa while flipping through the Divine Elephant Condensed Body Strength.

Body refinement includes muscles, bones, membranes, qi and blood, internal organs, and even soul power.

Qi and blood are born together, condensing the power of an image, and stepping into the realm of foundation building.

At the end of this exercise, there is also a sentence, the nine images are united, and the spirit manifests itself.

I don't know how to reach the Nine Elephants. This skill will be broken when the foundation is established, which is a pity.

Taking out a Body Exercise Pill, Zhang Li swallowed it without hesitation.

Twenty spirit stones should be used where they are needed.

Cultivation, must not be spared.

The two spiritual stones around his body shattered, and the spiritual energy surged, blending with the power of the elixir in his body, and Zhang Lineng felt his body seemed to be expanding.

His physical strength also seemed to be increasing rapidly.

After all, it is a practice method directly leading to foundation establishment, which is really unusual.

Feeling the slight tearing pain all over his body, Zhang Li began to punch slowly in the quiet room.

Shenxiang Congealing Body Strength comes with a set of body training boxing skills with only eight styles.

Flipping through the storage bag, there are also several equipment for body training.

Thick stone armor, various iron cables and stone drums for body training.

Roll up.

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Outside Luojing City.

Luoshui River.

It is said that Luoshui is connected to the Yuncang River and stretches for thousands of miles.

At this time, there are endless boats on the wide river.

Luojing City has a population of one million, and most of the supplies are transported by Luoshui and Jinjiang.

Standing on the deck of a five-foot-long green wood cruise ship, Zhao Ji couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes.

He looked at the floating boat half a mile ahead and clenched his fists tightly.

"My lord, calm down when things happen." A voice came from behind him.

The speaker was wearing a blue martial robe, about fifty years old, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Sun Jinran, the martial arts enshrined in Prince Yu's Mansion, the peak of Qi Condensation, a strong half-step master.

"Sun Gongfeng, I can't calm down." Zhao Ji gritted his teeth and punched the side of the boat bitterly.

"Your Majesty only has four days left in the ten days."

"Father has not rested for three days and nights, and Yuyan has personally risked herself, and has been floating on Luoshui for five days."

Turning his head to look at the passing boats, Zhao Ji's face was full of anger and sadness.

"There's another murder on Luoshui."

"That monster, what exactly do you want to do?"

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth and drank in a low voice.

Sun Jinran remained silent.

Yesterday, there were people fighting in the lower reaches of the Luoshui River. It is said that the water waves were three feet high and the roar was like thunder.

This kind of power, at least in the middle stage of Qi Condensation, can only be found by first-class masters.

In the end, a corpse floated along the river and was salvaged downstream in Luyang Mansion.

Now not only Luojing City, but even the surrounding state capitals are in a panic.

Many people rumored that this was caused by evil spirits.

Whenever there is chaos in the country, there must be evil spirits.

There are already rumors in the market that Zhao Guo's throne is about to change, and there are villains around the emperor.

This is also the reason why the emperor was furious.

"Demon, what do you want?" Zhao Ji looked down at the turbulent river.

Rumors are not terrible, what is terrible is the people who push the rumors.

The emperor was furious and lay dead for thousands of miles, and the first to bear the brunt was King Yu and everyone who investigated the case.

In the middle of the game, he, Zhao Ji, couldn't escape.

"His Royal Highness." Someone on the green canopy boat not far away called with hands clasped.

Zhao Ji looked up, slightly taken aback.

Imperial envoy Su Ming, disciple of the prime minister.

Su Ming smiled lightly and waved, the boat slowly approached.

"Would you like to board the boat for a talk?"

Invited by the master and his disciples, Zhao Ji, even King Yu's son, would have to show face.

Refusing Sun Jinran to go with him, Zhao Ji took a step forward, before the soles of his feet hit the water, and he stepped down heavily.

"Snapped--"

The surface of the water exploded, forming a mist, and he soared upwards.

Soaring into the air and stepping on the waves, one step at a time.

Zhao Ji's martial arts cultivation has already moved him.

At his age, being able to enter the sense of energy is not low among his peers in Luojing City.

"Your Majesty is so handsome." Su Ming smiled and cupped his hands, straightening the sleeves of his robe, "I absolutely can't."

Zhao Ji naturally did not believe his words.

A disciple of Dongfang Guoxiang, who uses literature to martial arts, and a gentleman with a sword, how could he be inferior to a talented junior like him?

Scholars are always humble and modest.

"Su Yushi is here for boating?" Zhao Ji asked after glancing at the boat.

There were no yamen guards on board, and Su Ming didn't wear the uniform of an imperial envoy.

"Take a rest in the near future." Su Ming stretched out his hand to signal Zhao Ji to sit in front of the small case at the bow, "The Luoshui is not peaceful, so I'll stop by to have a look."

"Mengmeng, serve tea." Su Ming whispered into the cabin.

A woman in the cabin answered, and then brought a teacup to the table.

Zhao Ji knew that scholars valued the most etiquette, so he didn't look sideways at this moment, just looking at the small case in front of him.

On the small case, the plain hands are jade white, almost indistinguishable from the white porcelain tea cup.

Light and soft, the water mist fills the air, and the fragrance of tea overflows.

Zhao Ji couldn't help raising his eyes slightly.

The woman named Mengmeng was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a plain cloth shirt, no makeup, and only two wooden hairpins in her hair.

The face is beautiful and gentle, and he concentrates on making tea and water.

As if feeling Zhao Ji's gaze, the woman raised her eyes, her big watery eyes were vivid and clear.

Zhao Ji was in the royal family, so he was used to women for a long time.

It's just that the woman in front of her is full of charm.

He lowered his head slightly, feeling a little strange in his heart.

I don't know who is this woman named Mengmeng, Su Ming?

Scholars mostly like to travel with beauty and go boating for fun.

"Ahem, I forgot to introduce you. Mengmeng is my cousin, surnamed Yu, who comes from Yongzhou Prefecture in the southeast and lives in my residence temporarily."

Su Ming coughed lightly, and then said in a low voice, "This year's southeast floods are not serious..."

cousin?

Yu Mengmeng?
Zhao Ji nodded, with an uncontrollable joy in his heart.

"His Majesty has allocated 30 taels of silver from the internal treasury, and the Prime Minister has also dispatched three capable officials from the Ministry of Officials to go to the disaster relief."

"A year ago, the disaster of flood should be minimized."

Zhao Ji was clear about the arrangement of the court, so he said it at this time, and looked up at Yu Mengmeng: "If Miss Yu's family is not seriously affected by the disaster, you should go home for the New Year."

"Officer, hehe..." Su Ming chuckled lightly.

Yu Mengmeng nodded without speaking, and handed the teacup to Zhao Ji with both hands.

Zhao Ji took the teacup, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, leaving the fragrance on his lips and teeth.

(End of this chapter)