Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Thunderclouds were rolling, and Jingshui City happened to be a rainy day.

On a towering mountain, the sky was covered with thunder and thunder, which frightened the residents in the nearby suburbs. Some believers in gods even knelt on the ground and prayed for blessings and peace in front of their beliefs.

"Look at the thunder on the mountain, is it a Taoist fellow who is undergoing a tribulation?"

A young man looked at the mountain top where thunder was constantly falling. Even from a distance, he could still clearly see the terrifying thunder falling and hitting the mountain top.

"Go away, have you watched too many mythological TV series? You are still undergoing a tribulation!" A friend on the side laughed at him.

But speaking of it, this is also a strange thing.

Since the continuous rain, the scene of thunder splitting the mountain, which they had never seen since childhood, has appeared one after another, and even caused panic.

If there had not been a sudden wildfire, no casualties, and no lightning striking the buildings, this group of residents would have even prepared to flee.

After all, that was the power of heaven, an existence that could not be resisted by human power.

No one had ever thought that there was a figure looming on the mountaintop filled with thunder, as if the mighty Thunder God was controlling the thunder and descending into the world.

This figure was naturally Qin Xuan.

In order to practice the Purple Thunder Palm, he deliberately used the rainy weather to attract the thunder from the sky.

In the purple lightning, Qin Xuan closed his eyes and raised his palms to the sky. He opened his mouth slightly, and a faint light flashed in his mouth, as if he was holding a dragon ball, which was extremely extraordinary.

In fact, what Qin Xuan held in his mouth was the Ming Lei Dan, a kind of elixir that could absorb the energy of the thunder and temper the body.

This elixir was exactly what Qin Xuan had refined in the Medicine God Hall, specially prepared for practicing the Purple Thunder Palm.

In fact, Qin Xuan was not satisfied with such a place for cultivation.

What satisfied him most was the Thunder City in China, which had been enduring the power of thunder for hundreds of years. There were continuous thunderstorms there, and it was almost thunderstorms every day. The thunder fell like a torrential rain.

However, he had no intention of going to Thunder City. If there was enough supply of thunder energy to cultivate the Purple Thunder Palm, it would be the best choice to cultivate the Purple Thunder Palm to perfection in one go, and it could not be interrupted.

If he cultivated the Purple Thunder Palm in Thunder City, it would take him at least a year or even several years to cultivate the Purple Thunder Palm to the Thunder Bone.

He did not have so much time. He had to go to Jinling to study in more than half a month. He could only borrow the thunder energy in Jingshui City temporarily. He did not seek to cultivate the Purple Thunder Palm to the Thunder Bone. He only needed to advance from the Jade Hand Realm to the Thunder Bone Realm.

Thunder rolled down from the sky, continuously falling into Qin Xuan's palms. It can be clearly seen that there are lightning flashes on Qin Xuan's palms rushing into Qin Xuan's body along his arms.

Even the Eternal Green Body today cannot offset the exploding thunder energy. Fortunately, there is the Thunder Pill, which swallows the electric arcs that keep jumping on Qin Xuan's body like a whirlpool, and turns it into a vast pill power that spreads in Qin Xuan's body.

Jingshui City is not a thunder city after all, and the rainy weather only lasted for half a day before gradually dissipating.

Even if Qin Xuan has the Thunder Pill, he can no longer attract the thunderclouds that are gradually dispersing in the sky.

The thunderclouds dispersed, and the entire mountaintop was charred black, accompanied by a few sparks.

On this dark mountaintop, there was only that figure sitting cross-legged, with his hands slowly returning to his chest and slowly sinking.

The unmelted Minglei Pill in Qin Xuan's mouth also began to gradually transform into a powerful pill force that rolled from his throat into his lungs, like boiling iron juice, making Qin Xuan's face red and sweating.

The powerful pill force tempered every bone and every flesh of Qin Xuan, until he ran for thirty-six cycles according to the operation of the Eternal Evergreen Art, and Qin Xuan's abnormality slowly disappeared.

Boom!

A blast sounded on the top of the mountain, and Qin Xuan's eyes slowly opened and closed. The blast was like thunder, but in fact it was just a breath of turbid air he exhaled.

Not only that, a piece of the charred rock not far away from him had even exploded and turned into rubble all over the sky.

The breath was like thunder, and the stone was cracked like a palm.

Even if the innate strongman of China looked at this scene, he would be shocked beyond words.

During the third half day, Qin Xuan's blood sea in his body finally increased to six feet, and his strength improved a lot. This had to be attributed to the Minglei Pill, even Qin Xuan felt a little surprised.

But after a little thought, Qin Xuan understood.

Since the separation of the Yin Gui Spirit Vein, although he had not practiced for years, his body and cultivation had already been improved to the extreme, whether it was fighting with overseas strongmen, or fighting with Chen Tianlong, or even with the Medicine God Hall and the Xiao family.

That was not originally good at controlling powerful forces.'s body is also gradually adapting, so it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Now that Qin Xuan's blood sea of ​​middle-grade Qi training is complete, it is both accidental and inevitable.

Standing up slowly, Qin Xuan showed a smile and walked down the mountain slowly.

But to his surprise, there was someone waiting for a long time at the foot of the mountain. And looking at the other party's bored look, it seems that he has been waiting for more than a day.

The most important thing is that this car has a military license plate.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused and looked at the two people in the car indifferently.

Mo Yunyi! There is also a soldier he doesn't know.

"Master Qin!"

Mo Yunyi noticed Qin Xuan first, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately put away his casual attitude, got out of the car quickly and walked to Qin Xuan, and saluted respectfully.

Although the unknown military personnel was not as respectful as Mo Yunyi, he also followed Mo Yunyi with awe.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xuan said indifferently.

Mo Yunyi nodded and said in a low voice: "It was Old Mo who asked me to come. He has been waiting for you in Jingshui City for a long time."

Qin Xuan was stunned. Mo Zhengfeng is here?

He frowned slightly, but still stepped onto the military vehicle.

Mo Zhengfeng must have something to ask him, and it is not a trivial matter. After all, it can be solved with a phone call. Why does Mo Zhengfeng come to Jingshui in person?

The military personnel started the vehicle and walked towards Jingshui City.

In the Hanshui Pavilion, Mo Zhengfeng was sipping tea. Opposite him, Zheng Jingping seemed calm, but in fact, there was a trace of anxiety in the depths of his eyes.

"Zheng Sanqiang, why are you in such a hurry! Master Qin is practicing. You have also seen the place where he is practicing. There are thunders everywhere, and we can't get close at all." Mo Zhengfeng sighed deeply. Although he was trying to comfort him, he couldn't help but be shocked when he thought of the mountain top covered with thunder that he saw with his own eyes a few days ago.

Master Qin is really Master Qin. The place of cultivation is so terrifying. Even gods can't be more terrible than this!

Mo Zhengfeng was more awed. Naturally, he didn't dare to disturb him, nor did he dare to rashly enter the lightning.

Even though they were far apart, he could still feel that if he rushed in, with his master's strength, he would be seriously injured by the terrifying lightning in a moment, and even his life might not be impossible.

"I'm not in a hurry, but those little guys can't wait!" Zheng Jingping smiled bitterly and said, "You know that the martial arts competition of the major military regions of China is less than a month away. In this month, what can Master Qin do to help?"

Master Qin's methods are indeed extraordinary and awe-inspiring. But the little guys under his command are all ordinary soldiers. Even if there are one or two of them with talent and understanding, they are just internal force warriors, or the weakest kind. They need to rely on weapons and equipment and psychological quality to compete with the internal force warriors of the major families.

Seeing that the military district martial arts competition was approaching, how could Zheng Jingping not be anxious?

After all, it was a competition that concerned the face of the major military districts. The Linhai Military District had been ranked last for five consecutive sessions. Zheng Jingping had almost become a laughing stock among the leaders of other military districts. He couldn't raise his head every time there was a martial arts competition.

One month!

Facing the Dragon Fang Special Forces with extremely talented young masters in the south, the Wolf Howl Company with inherited battle formations in the north, and even the White Wolf Brigade in the Mongolian District, and the secretive seclusion methods in the southwest.

He was in Linhai, and I was afraid that he would be ranked last again this time!