A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

At this moment, he could feel the terrifying destructive force, but there was a trace of unique power in the destruction. The power was extremely weak, but Qingfeng still found it.

When he approached this power, he finally felt it, as if it was this wonderful energy, a kind of vitality.

Qingfeng was immediately ecstatic. He immediately used the thunder method, practicing thunder and lightning while extracting vitality.

Countless vitality was deprived and began to repair his damaged muscles along his limbs and meridians.

With the input of vitality, his body was recovering rapidly.

As his body gradually improved, he immediately used the method to guide the thunder and lightning power out of his body. Practice on the palm.

After half an incense stick, Qingfeng opened his eyes, and there were countless electric lights flashing in his eyes.

And at this moment, there was a flashing thunder ball on his palm that was slowly rotating.

Qingfeng used the method, and the thunder and lightning were actually absorbed into his palm, and then he slapped it in the air.

There were three loud bangs, and three lightning bolts as thick as arms were struck into the rolling dark clouds in the sky.

When Zi Xin saw this scene, her paralyzed face became extremely excited again.

She said with a trembling voice: "Grandmaster, am I seeing things? He can actually control the divine thunder. Could it be that he has become an immortal?"

Grandmaster Wuyou shook his head slightly, puzzled in his heart, wondering what kind of skills he had.

There was a loud explosion in the sky, and the entire Wuyou Mountain was shaking.

Countless disciples of Wuyou Mountain were shocked to see this scene, and they all guessed whether the man on the top of the mountain was a reincarnation of a monster.

At this moment, Qingfeng stretched out his hand and attracted another lightning bolt, and bathed in it, but what was strange was that the lightning bolt did not hurt him at all, and was repairing his external scars.

Countless lightning filaments wandered on his body, emitting crackling electric sparks, making him look like the god of thunder.

Seeing this scene, Zi Xin's eyes sparkled with admiration.

Qingfeng raised his palm and once again struck the lightning into the dark clouds in the sky. Then the dark clouds began to disperse, and a ray of sunlight shone through the gaps in the dark clouds, just pouring down on Qingfeng.

For a moment, golden light lingered, lightning and thunder were added to his body, and Qingfeng was like a god descending from heaven.

The entire Wuyou Mountain finally quieted down. The old ancestor Wuyou chuckled and said, "Well, well, well, well, well, congratulations to Qingfeng, you have made further progress in your skills."

Qingfeng walked out of the Tianchi step by step, came to the old ancestor Wuyou, bowed deeply to him, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your kindness in rebirth, Qingfeng will remember it in my heart for the rest of my life. If you have any questions in the future, just ask, Qingfeng will never regret it and will do anything for you."

"Well, good, with your words, what I did this time is worth it. You don't need to think too much in the future, just keep your original intention in this catastrophe, save lives from danger, and keep the promises you made to me."

Qingfeng nodded again and remembered it in his heart.

"You just practiced the thunder method," the old ancestor Wuyou suddenly asked.

When Zi Xin heard this, he immediately looked at Qingfeng and listened carefully.

Qingfeng nodded and said without hiding anything: "This technique is the Thunder Department's technique, called Palm Thunder Technique, which is a very strong and yang technique.

Just now, when I was facing death, I actually understood the hidden law of Thunder Dao. I call it destruction and rebirth."

Listening to Qingfeng's story of the life and death he had just experienced, Wuyou Patriarch couldn't help but sigh that Qingfeng was really a genius in cultivation.

The more Zixin listened to his experience, the more he admired this young man who looked young.

The few of them went down the mountain, but Cai'er was waiting at the foot of the mountain early. When she saw Qingfeng coming down intact, her joy was self-evident.

In the next few days, Qingfeng and Cai'er, led by Zixin, played the beautiful scenery on Wuyou Mountain. Qingfeng had never been so relaxed in these days.

The end of the song must end, and there is no banquet that will not end. Qingfeng still has things to do, and it is impossible to continue to relax here.

Although Cai'er was reluctant to leave, she knew that Qingfeng must have his own things to do, so she did not insist on keeping him.

On this day, Qingfeng said goodbye to the ancestor, who also told him that Wuyou Island floats on the sea all year round and has no fixed location. If he wants to find the island again, he can only use the Tianji map to calculate it.

Therefore, the ancestor made an exception and passed him a Tianji map, but the ancestor told him that the location of Wuyou Island must not be leaked, and if he didn't have something very important, he didn't need to go to the island to ask for an interview.

Qingfeng wrote down the ancestor's words one by one and said goodbye.

In front of Wuyou Island, Cai'er's eyes were full of reluctance. She told Qingfeng that she would work hard to practice and would rely on her own strength to avenge her brother. At the same time, she also hoped that Qingfeng would have time to come and see her. After all, after so many years of separation, she didn't know when they would meet again.

The breeze gently stroked her hair, telling her that there were many things in the world that could not be done, and there was no need to be overly persistent. He would come to see her when he had time, and if possible, he would go with her to seek revenge on Qing Kun. ŴŴŴ.

He just hoped that Cai'er would not lose her original intention because of her obsession.

Cai'er promised him that she would not do that, so he could rest assured.

At this time, Zi Xin came hurriedly from a distance, and shouted loudly from a distance: "Uncle Qingfeng, wait a minute, wait for me."

When she ran closer, she was breathing rapidly and her face was red.

Qingfeng didn't understand why she was so anxious for a while, but she came to see him off, and he was quite happy.

"Fortunately, fortunately, there is still time."

Hearing her rapid breathing, Qingfeng told her not to worry.

Zixin looked at Qingfeng, and suddenly a shy look appeared on her face, and then she took out something from her arms. It turned out to be a delicate flying crane carved from white jade.

Qingfeng didn't understand what she meant, and looked at her with a blank face.

Zixin hesitated for a moment and said: "Uncle, to be honest, I feel that you are like a light in my life, so bright and dazzling.

Zixin admires your style very much, and has no other request, but I hope that you, Uncle, can remember that there is a girl named Zi Xin in this world, that's all."

As she said, she handed the delicate flying crane to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng looked at her, not knowing how to reply for a moment, but just nodded to her and took the exquisite flying crane.

Seeing Qingfeng accept it, Zixin smiled, waved at him, and turned away without stopping.

At that moment, the girl showed a warm smile on her face, as if the sky was particularly bright.

Qingfeng looked at the exquisite flying crane and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This girl Zixin had a cheerful and free-spirited personality, but she was a woman who could take it or leave it.

How could he be so virtuous and capable to win her favor.