Fairy

The Jindan state is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Dzogchen, and the Nascent Soul realm is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage, and Dzogchen. This is the collective name of the cultivation world.

Wang Xian is currently in the stage of progressing from elementary to middle stage. After [-] years of cultivation in the first layer of heaven, it has only been three years for the outside world. He decided to leave the closed door. Too long a closed door may arouse suspicion from others.

Just after leaving the Hunyuan Realm and returning to the room, the sound of tinkling utensils being made was heard far away in Wang Xian's ears. Wang Xian removed the restraint in the room and went to the utensil room next door. He saw the disciples of the Taoist temple forging long sword.

"Wang Xian!" The one who was in charge of forging the long sword was the disciple who assigned the room to Wang Xian at the beginning. His name was Daohua, and he was the chief steward in the Taoist temple after the Taoist master Daoji. He managed the big and small in the Taoist temple affairs.

"I've seen the chief steward!" Wang Xian had done his homework before entering the Taoist temple, so he was familiar with the situation of the Taoist temple, and bowed to Daohua.

"Well. You have been in seclusion for three years, yes, there are faint signs of breaking through the real life stage and stepping into the ancestor stage." Dao Hua looked at Wang Xian approvingly.

"By the way, the chief steward. What happened to the Taoist temple, and the disciples worked so hard to forge the long sword?" Wang Xian showed a hint of concern.

Daohua's eyes turned cold, and he said, "It's not about Qingyuan Temple. Daoyuan Temple and Qingyuan Temple are two Taoist temples within a radius of [-] miles. It is agreed that one Taoist temple will manage an area of ​​[-] miles, but A mine lode appeared at the junction of the two regions, which caused a scramble between the two. The disciples of Qingyuanguan have already sharpened their swords, and we have to be prepared. It is said that Qingyuanguan is looking for foreign aid, and my temple leader has also been away for several months. Looking for foreign aid."

Wang Xian frowned and sighed: "The cultivation world is full of battles. It seems that this battle between Daoyuan Temple and Qingyuan Temple cannot be resolved in a short time."

"By the way, Wang Xian, you have time to follow me to get your identity jade card. Before leaving, the temple master said that the temple is in urgent need of disciples, so you will officially become a Taoist disciple. If there is a war, go forward bravely, and your benefits will be indispensable in the future .” Dao Hua encouraged Wang Xian a few words.

Wang Xian bowed, left here, and walked out of the Taoist temple, thinking: "The Taoist temple is troubled now, it seems that it is not suitable for cultivation in the Taoist temple, I'd better find another secluded place to practice, and when I get the status jade card , think of another way."

After leaving the Taoist temple, Wang Xian saw lush trees and an endless tropical rainforest.

Wang Xian flew at low altitude in Yufeng, feeling the cool breeze, flying slowly, suddenly his eyes lit up, looking at the cracked trees hundreds of meters away, he said strangely: "Shen Leimu can absorb the lightning from heaven and earth to breed Mu Lei's Shen Lei Mu."

The thunder technique practiced by Wang Xian includes the five elements of thunder, and Mu Lei is one of the five elements of thunder, but Mu Lei is extremely difficult to practice, because it is very difficult to find Mu Lei.

Every tree contains wood thunder, but most of the content is extremely rare. The Shenlei tree is different, it contains extremely rich wood mines, and the wood mine contained in one Shenlei tree is equivalent to that contained in [-] million ordinary trees. Mu Lei.

"Shen Lei Fist!" Wang Xian followed the formula of the thunder technique to attract Shen Lei from a Shen Lei tree, condensed into two iron fists, and hit a towering ancient tree in the distance. With a bang, the ancient tree was suddenly crushed. Lightning strikes to pieces.

There was a sound like a woman's scream.

Wang Xian's heart was shaken, and his consciousness swept away, but he didn't find any trace of the female monk. He shook his head and smiled wryly, and said, "Could it be that there is an auditory hallucination?"

Wang Xian put his distracting thoughts out of his mind, received the wooden thunder inside the Shen Lei Wood, and practiced the Shen Lei Fist. In the end, the punch produced thunder, and a casual blow could smash all tangible objects in a hundred-foot space.

"It's not easy to get wood thunder. I want to collect all the wood mines contained in these Shenlei wood, and I can draw from them when I run out of wood mines." Wang Xian thought of the hanging pot he got in Huangquan Road, and took out the hanging pot to absorb Shenlei wood The wooden thunder in the tree absorbs most of the wooden thunder contained in the five hundred Shenlei trees.

That's why Wang Xian didn't take all the wood mines in Shen Lei's wood.