Chapter 190 Madman
Time in the Forest of Ten Thousand Method Steles is precious and cannot be wasted. Rong Qing knew this truth well, so while lying on the ground and repairing her body, she also started to introduce mist to temper her body.
She has experienced this process before, so she is naturally very familiar with it.
The pain of flesh and blood rebirth coupled with the pain of body tempering by mist is enough to make a weak-willed person completely faint. But Rong Qing has been practicing so far, and the strength of her spiritual consciousness alone is enough to ensure that she can withstand the severe pain, and she can steadily operate the mist to temper her meridians in the most detailed way.
At the same time, the physical body's cultivation also began to rise slowly but steadily.
The meridians become stronger and tougher as they repeatedly break and stand.
Soon, there was a thin sound of thunder in Rong Qing's sea of consciousness. This is the announcement of the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation.
The robbery of thunder is naturally still on the way, but it does not prevent Rong Qing from hearing the thunder. After all, she is also the next one to overcome the robbery.
When the rising aura stabilized in Nascent Soul, the tribulation thunder finally came!
How many white thunders will there be?
It seemed to be responding to Rong Qing's expectations.
"Wow——"
"Wow——"
A misty sound came from the void. Thunderbolts were born out of thin air, turned into chains, and bounded Rong Qing's body almost instantly.
One, two, three, four... a total of eighty-one.
The chain is not thick, but rather delicate, as long as you don't look at the violent thunder on it.
"There are eighty-one Nascent Soul thunder tribulations."
"You really think highly of me..."
This formation only appeared when Rong Qing's cultivation reached the halfway point of becoming a god. And there are not so many thunder chains, it is just the excess thunder power that turns into chains.
This time, all eighty-one thunderbolts turned into chains, almost wrapping Rong Qing in a cocoon. The mighty thunder force rushed into Rong Qing's newly repaired and tempered meridians without hesitation.
It can be said to be devastating, running rampant in Rong Qing's body.
Rong Qing definitely couldn't let it be so wantonly destructive. The Flower Appearance Technique was released with all its strength almost instantly, colliding with the destructive power of the thunder.
Thunder shadows and lightning, mixed with blooming blazing white light. Rong Qing's body was only a shadowy outline.
This is what Liu Qiancui saw when he arrived.
Under the cold sky, there is only one place that is extremely bright, like a small sun. No one can focus anywhere else.
The explosive thunder swept this place into an absolute space. Liu Qiancui did not dare to move rashly at this moment, so she had to keep a safe distance to watch Rong Qing survive the catastrophe.
In her hand, she was turning a jade flute between her fingers.
"Shen Zhanyan. It's really you." There was a sense of complacency in his words that I didn't expect, but there was also a hint of hesitation.
Liu Qiancui is considered the most "extroverted" among the geniuses. Although not as refreshing as Feng Ze, he is also a good dancer. Contrary to Yan Wuji's obsession with martial arts, she actually puts as much energy into interpersonal relationships as she does into practice.
The people she associates with are all geniuses, and they must be the best among geniuses. This move seems utilitarian, but it is very effective. Associating with the best people, some resources and information flow in this circle, so instead of being thrown away, Liu Qiancui has been integrated into this circle and is a link in it.
Of course, she is also excellent in her own right. What I have done is the icing on the cake.
Among the many attempts to maintain relationships, the most successful was her marriage to Yan Wuji.
In a wealthy family, it doesn't matter whether you like someone or not, there are too many relationship considerations behind it. Although Liu Qiancui doesn't like Yan Wuji, she likes Yan Wuji's potential.
Even if there is no public explanation, it can be said that Wuji is already the number one genius of this generation.
Therefore, Liu Qiancui would not object to this marriage, and would even promote it.
"You originally had a mediocre reputation among the geniuses of all clans, and you appeared suddenly. Even so, I still don't think highly of you. The killing of the clan sister can only shock people, but it cannot shock people. Your Strength cannot be recognized by me." Therefore, although the inner circle centered on Yan Wuji noticed Shen Zhanyan, they did not extend an olive branch to her.
"What really made me look at you differently is that you were the first to gain the respect of the Supreme Realm. This is something that even Yan Wuji couldn't do."
Most people only remember number one. No matter how great they are, number two or number three, it is of no use as long as they are not number one.
Just like the highest peak in the world, it is famous. And second, third, and fourth? Who cares? "So, when something strange happened here, I didn't expect that Yan Wuji would think of you first." Liu Qiancui chuckled, holding the jade flute and tapping it lightly on his palm.
"But are you really Shen Zhanyan?"
Liu Qiancui had already assessed Shen Zhanyan's strength. So she didn't quite believe that Shen Zhanyan could do this.
Another possibility appeared in her mind. This possibility was too incredible, but it made her heart feel hot.
"If you are not Shen Zhanyan, then you can only be yourself. Shen Zhanyan's spiritual consciousness has reached a height of four floors, which can suppress his soul. You are really extraordinary."
"It's so extraordinary. It's not surprising to have such an amazing performance in the Forest of Ten Thousand Dharma Steles."
Even though Liu Qiancui believed eighty-nine points of her guess, the thunder in front of her was bursting. She was not using her own body, so she kept a safe distance and did not step forward.
However, she had scruples, but someone didn't.
"Huh?" Liu Qiancui turned his head slightly and looked elsewhere.
There was the roar of collision with air during high-speed flight.
"Brother Yan."
When Yan Wuji rushed out of the mist, he saw a pretty female cultivator standing there looking at him from the corner of his eye, smiling beautifully.
Although the appearance is unfamiliar, the tone of the name is too familiar.
Yan Wuji nodded, and then turned his attention to Rong Qing, who was going through the thunder tribulation.
Liu Qiancui didn't care about Yan Wuji's cold response. If one day Yan Wuji became more enthusiastic, she would wonder if something had changed inside.
"Did we make a mistake?" Liu Qiancui said, "I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Shen to hide his strength so deeply."
"Do you really think she is Shen Zhanyan?"
Yan Wuji stared at the mighty and violent thunder in front of him, and his face became more solemn the more he looked at it.
"Brother Yan, what do you mean...?" Liu Qiancui looked at Yan Wuji, her eyes full of curiosity.
"If Shen Zhanyan had this ability, she wouldn't have been screened out when there was only one spot left."
The Shen family is currently in a precarious situation. Even if the internal branches are fighting endlessly, they would never dare to joke about the quota for enlightenment in the Forest of Ten Thousand Methods Stele. The only quota for enlightenment must have been determined after repeated weighings between Shen Zhanyan and her clan sister.
Shen Zhanyan may not be hiding her strength. The Forest of Ten Thousand Methods Steles can give her good fortune and allow her strength to explode. But what about before entering the Forest of Ten Thousand Dharma Steles? She performed better than Yan Wuji in front of the powerful masters of the world. How to explain this?
Unless from then on, it was no longer Shen Zhanyan.
"I see." Liu Qiancui said softly, "If Brother Yan hadn't pointed it out, I'm afraid I wouldn't have figured it out so quickly."
Yan Wuji didn't say anything else.
Liu Qiancui saw a large amount of mist pouring in from the outside and rushing into Yan Wuji's body crazily, but he remained expressionless.
Is this... also about going through a tribulation?
Liu Qiancui cursed secretly, "He is really a lunatic. Is this even better?!"
At the same time, he retreated thousands of feet again, determined not to step into the same battlefield as the madman.
(End of chapter)