Thunder Martial

“What, ran away?” Wang Xiong instantly got angry when he heard the report.

Purple has offended many people, it is necessary to die, if you cannot kill Purple, Roman there is not easy to explain.

“Yes, nobody left early in the morning.” Someone pays back.

“Goddamn it, he's gone, he's gone, he's got to find it, he's got to contact the outer disciples and let them go out and look for it.” Wang furious.

“Yes.”

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Tens of miles from Lingwu Zong, there are huge mountains, woods and trees in the mountains, green onions, mountains with emeralds, clear running water, and bird language and floral scent.

It is a pristine dense forest with a large area and beautiful landscape on the edge. Only a few beasts come out without danger, but deep inside there are beasts, even the demonic beasts of the innate realm are said to exist.

In the Lingwu Sect, many disciples came here for luck. Over time, this nameless primitive forest had its own name, the Silent Forest.

On that day, outside the dense forest of silence, another young man arrived on a hill dressed in blue, carrying his baggage.

The hills are only dozens of meters high, next to an old tree of stock, hundreds of meters away, a lake with clear bottom water, fish in the water, swimming happily.

The young man was purple, and after spring he was eighteen years old. Walking among the mountain forests, wearing white clothes was somewhat inconvenient, and he was dressed as an outside disciple.

“Nice, here it is.” Purple is very satisfied with the environment here.

There is food here and another bump under the hill to keep the wind out of the rain, it is quiet here and it is naturally nice.

Sitting on his knees, his body and mind were empty and purple once again entered the lightning space.

The lightning teenager appeared, with the true intent of the thunderbolt finger, there was a thunderbolt as soon as the thunderbolt came out, and the thunderbolt flew fast towards the purple. The thunderbolt was horrible, like a dragon of rage, blowing up on the purple body, and the purple body dissipated.

When the mind returned, Purple opened his eyes and began to realize thunder fingers.

Between the fingers, the silver light fluctuated again, this time, most of the purple fingers turned silver.

Silverlight flashed, fingers pointed forward a little, a finger hole appeared on a large stone in a flash.

“Hey!” Purple disappointed shook his head.

Exercise thunder fingers during the day, practice the Tian Thunder body trick at night, in this empty area, there is endless grass and wood energy around, purple cultivation speed, much faster.

Every night, the purple seemed to turn into a vortex, absorbing the grass essence of the surrounding area constantly, cultivating overnight, waiting until the morning hour, and it was glorious again.

Wash by the lake in the morning, eat dry food when you're hungry, and sometimes catch two fish in the water to improve your diet.

The purple life is quite pleasant.

However, he did not know that Wang Xiong had launched hundreds of outer disciples to find his traces decades away from Lingwu Zongfang Yuan.

At the same time, Romain also sponsored the operation, who will find Purple Blossom and reward a true Qi Dan.

So more exterior disciples came out of sect.

Purple's strength and physique are growing in an orderly manner, and the understanding of thunderbolt fingers is deepening.

In front of Zi Zhen, there are many more finger holes on the big stone held together by several people. This is the product of the failure of the Zi Zhen experiment.

Fifteen days later, the mind emerged from the lightning space, and Purple stood next to the Great Stone again, thinking about the scene before.

One point, a thunder appeared, like a dragon of rage, flying towards itself.

Between the thoughts of the mind, the thunderbolt Qi in the body is already pouring, at the same time, purple fingertips have all been turned into silver light, but these purple ones do not know, he is still thinking about a scene in the lightning space.

A little forward under the finger consciousness, suddenly a stabbing sound appeared, a brilliant silver light suddenly appeared from between the fingers towards the big stone point in front of the purple stone.

The silver light fell on the boulder and the electricity flashed, followed by a loud bang.

Huge stone, several people hugged, actually in the instant room, was blown to shreds, a strong impact, emerged from the front, directly shook back the purple.

“This is...”

Purple awakened instantly, looking at the stone crumbs in front of her, incredible in her eyes, "Did I succeed? ”

The previous blow consumed one third of Dantian's true qi.

True Qi fluctuated in the body, and Zixuan struck again in surprise, but this time, no mutation appeared.

“No. ”

Sitting on her knees, she began to think about the scene before, her mind and mind empty, purple consciousness.

As time passed, one of Purple's thoughts was that one day, when the sun was about to set on the mountain, Purple opened its eyes and there was a glimmer of joy in them.

“So that's it.” Purple opened his eyes and he had a perfectly open expression on his face, "Thunder finger, refers to thunderbolt, fluctuating true qi, turned into a thunderbolt, the key point is not to finger thunderbolt, but in thunderbolt real qi. ”

Between self-talk, the true qi in Zidane field fluctuated again, this time as if it were a fine line, like a thunder, then the whole finger of Zidane turned into a silver light, if you look carefully, you can see this silver light, there is a flashing thunder.

Purple had the heart to experiment with the blow, but suddenly saw an old man standing in front of him, he held his breath and his fingers returned to normal.

“Uncle, why are you still here so late?” Seeing the old man in front, Purple asked puzzled.

This is an old man wearing a coarse cloth linen coat with no real breath floating around him, his back is already camel, his eyes become a little cloudy, and the wrinkles on his face are more clearly visible.

When the old man saw each other for the first time, he was fishing on the other side of the lake. Purple thought he saw a tall man from around the world. Finally, he realized that he was just an ordinary old man under the mountain who came here every day to fish, first for health and secondly for food.

“I've been here all morning trying to nag you. I can't believe you're sitting here all day, man. Are you practicing?” The elderly have curiosity in their eyes.

“It's not really cultivation, I'm just thinking about a question.” Zi Zheng flexed his head and stood up.

“Uncle, did you catch the fish today? If not, I'll go down and get one.” Purple asked.

The old man shook his head and laughed: “Not yet, I've been looking at you, I forgot. ”

“Well, old man, wait a minute.” After that, Purple took off all his clothes, the whole person became naked and jumped into the water. A moment later, Purple grabbed two more than two kilos of fish with his hands and slowly landed.

“Uncle, one for you to take home and the other for me to bake, let's eat now.” Purple smiled.

“Well, it's rare for you to be so cheerful, old man, I'll give the order to accompany the gentleman.” The old man smiled and unraveled a big gourd on his back.

The gourd is filled with wine. In addition to fishing, the old man likes to drink alcohol. Purple beans often see each other, drinking and fishing.

“Uncle, I've told you many times, my name is Ziqian, don't be a little brother, you can be my grandfather at your age.” Purple laughed, removing the dagger from the baggage and starting to kill the fish with skill.

“You are a spiritual martial arts monk, I am only a little old man, but I am no older than you, or I am better known as Xiao.” The old man sat aside and drank a sip of wine and mumbled.

“Any monk is an ordinary man, not even an ordinary man.” Purple shook his head, killed the fish, searched for some more dry wood, struck with firestone, and then started roasting the fish.

The bonfire rises, the fish is divided into two pieces, worn with a wooden stick, and dripping oil falls in the fire, making a Zz noise.

Zijuan and the old man are talking.

God drank wine and occasionally gave Purple a sip, causing Purple to cough and the old man laughed loudly.

The old man tells the old man something interesting about the world, while the old man tells him something about his troubles.

“My spot has been taken and many people have been provoked to come out, or people will kill me in the sect.” Purple shook his head and sighed.

The old man had not spoken and had been listening quietly. Soon, the night had come.

“Oh, I'm sorry, old man, it's so late, I'm taking you down the mountain.” I looked at the sky and was embarrassed.

Although there are no beasts, there are beasts. Purple beasts are not afraid, but the old man is an ordinary man, how can he resist beasts?

“Hey, I'm old, and my bones aren't tough anymore. I thought I was a tiger catcher back then.” The old man shook his head and his cloudy eyes had a bright color, seemingly remembering himself when he was young.

“Uncle, you're not old enough to climb a mountain without breathing.” Purple smiled, then walked down the hill with the old man in his arms.

They are very different ages, but they are like irreversible friends, and they don't forget to talk when they go down the mountain.

In the dark forest of the night, the night is dangerous, the beast beast often comes and goes, and at the descent of the mountain, Purple saw a roadblocking tiger.

The tiger whistled and shook the mountain forest, the wind was raging and the tiger was three meters long, blocking the way for the two of them.

“Exactly, just try it with you, my thunder finger.” Purple signals that the old man stands behind him and flashes a bright light in his eyes.

Real Qi fluctuated in the body, fingers instantly turned silver, fingers a little, a thunder headed forward.

“Roar." Feeling the repressive breath around the purple body, the tiger roared in horror, turning around to escape, but he was no faster than thunder.

“Boom!”

In a thunderbolt, a living tiger turned into a black charcoal, an awesome beast roar, and a thunderbolt sounded through the dense forest.

Behind Purple, the old man's cloudy eyes, after seeing Purple pointing to thunder, suddenly flashed a wise light, the light in his eyes flashed away, instead a shock in his face, looking at Purple: “Brother, you are so powerful, what was that, thunder? ”