1442: C1442 Form 1 rushing thunder

C1442 Form 1 rushing thunder

"37,000 pills!"

After exactly six hours, Xiao Lang finally stopped.

In these six hours, he had swept through a total of a thousand Abandoned Mine and obtained thirty-seven thousand inkstones! This number caused Xiao Lang to laugh dumbly for a long time.

A bountiful harvest!

It was simply too extravagant!

Moreover, this was his only hope of passing through the crisis of the Dao Becoming!

Every single one of them was incomparably valuable.

But even so, Xiao Lang did not continue searching. It was not because he did not want to search, but rather, Xiao Lang was eager to search the entire Waste Ore District thoroughly and store all the Ink Crystals in order to prevent any unexpected incidents.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

By the time he swept to the thousandth Abandoned Mine, Xiao Lang had already faintly felt exhausted.

True Spirit s consumed too much energy!

After all, his comprehension of the Trace of Great Dao was too shallow. Every time he used it, even if it was only to search for traces of the Ink Crystal, it would place a huge burden on the True Spirit.

It was already not bad to be able to hold on to the thousandth Abandoned Mine.

"It's time to go into seclusion."

"Wait for the True Spirit to recover with the help of the Ink Crystal, then we can continue searching!"

Xiao Lang made up his mind and immediately found a place to close up. He found a suitable place between the thousand Abandoned Mine and the next one, and started to draw the Formation, and hid its Qi.

During his search for the Ink Crystal, Xiao Lang still had time to scan his surroundings to prevent anyone from suddenly entering and revealing himself. However, during his closed door cultivation, especially when he was using the Ink Crystal for his closed door cultivation, he was no longer able to see his surroundings. Xiao Lang had experience comprehending the Ink Crystal today, so he definitely would not let his guard down.

After a quarter of an hour, everything was ready. Xiao Lang sat in the center of the Formation with his legs crossed and a Waste Ore Stone to cover his body. After ensuring that there were no mistakes, he finally took out an ink crystal from the Storage Ring.

First time rebirth, second time rebirth.

This time, Xiao Lang knew how to draw out the power from the Ink Crystal.

Boom!

With his soul sinking and his consciousness leaving him, Xiao Lang once again discovered that he was already inside a field of Sea of Thunder.

Xiao Lang could not help but sigh.

"Sure enough, even if I concentrate my entire mind, I still wouldn't be able to discover how this happened."

Where is the soul?

Xiao Lang deliberately paid attention this time, but he still did not discover any clues, and inevitably felt a little disappointed. He had a faint feeling, if one day he was still able to enter this place without borrowing an ink crystal, perhaps he would be able to escape the crisis of the Dao Becoming. However, it was clear that he was still far from that day.

"Perhaps it would be better if I could master a complete Grand Dao."

Xiao Lang extinguished his distracting thoughts and immersed himself in comprehending the surrounding Sea of Thunder.

Comprehension?

In truth, this description was not too accurate, because there was no need for Xiao Lang to take the initiative to comprehend it. All sorts of characteristics of the Dao of Lightning, as though they were enlightened, surged towards Xiao Lang's True Spirit, extremely berserk!

Dao Becoming!

It was connected to the Dao.

This seemed to be the benefit of the Dao Becoming, but it could only be felt by Xiao Lang himself. If it was anyone else who said this to his face, Xiao Lang would definitely not hesitate to give him a huge slap.

Benefits?

Are you making a deal with life and death?

In the face of death, there were no benefits!

Of course, with Xiao Lang being alone in this room, there would definitely be no other thoughts. It was just that, when facing the various characteristics of the surrounding Sea of Thunder that were violently surging into his body, he had a kind of instinctive rejection.

"That's not right!"

"Fuer once said that the ancient scrolls also stated that the Sovereign of Epoch Stage should emphasize one thing!"

"Although I specialize in the Dao of Thunder, just the Dao of Thunder alone has several characteristics. If I were to comprehend it all, that is simply impossible. At the very least, that is not realistic for me right now. Just how many inkstones would be consumed!"

"I should focus on my path, only then will I be able to maintain the lowest consumption rate! As long as one of them is complete, he can break the Dao Becoming! "

Thinking of this, Xiao Lang almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Just a little more!

He had almost turned into a fork in the road.

Fortunately, he reacted in time.

"Which one?"

The surging sea of lightning surged around him. Sensing the invasion of the lightning, Xiao Lang sank into deep thought and choice. But he did not waste too much time.

"According to my perception, the Dao of Thunder is divided into sharp, fast and Thunder s. There might be others, but I did not sense any of them. This means that I have the highest degree of compatibility with these three, so choosing from these three is the best. "

"Speed, lies in movement. Thunder lies in the sword moving towards an opponent. These two are not bad, but compared to Thunder Blade, they're still lacking."

Xiao Lang thought about how her Yulan City had flashed when she had killed Ning Huo and she had finally made her decision ?

"Thunder Blade, it's you!"

Boom!

Just as Xiao Lang was thinking about that, suddenly, the Sea of Thunder around him started to boil, as though there was a pair of big hands pushing him, a majority of the lightning started to move, leaving only a small portion of it behind. A purple figure started to descend from the sky, like a divine weapon chopping down, it shook the entire space, and instantly attracted Xiao Lang's attention.

The sharpness of thunder!

The remnant thunder around his body all displayed the characteristics of a sharp thunder!

"Ink Crystals have this sort of method?"

Xiao Lang was overjoyed, but very quickly he threw away the distracting thoughts, and immersed himself into comprehending, his mind like a blade, his thoughts like a sword, completely concentrating all his attention. The lightning in front of his eyes struck down, and his concept became extremely profound, causing his mind to tremble.

Obscure.

It was hard to understand!

This was inevitable.

Usually, after being in a daze for a long time, they would be able to sense a trace of true meaning. However, Xiao Lang was different, when he felt lost, he would immediately react.

"I don't understand Thunderclap, but I have fist techniques!"

Using a fist to play with thunder!

This was Xiao Lang's way of dealing with it, or perhaps it should be called a cultivation method.

I don't understand, but I can learn!

Practicing ten thousand changes was something one could see for what it meant!

In any case, I have enough inkstones, so what am I afraid of!

At this moment, Xiao Lang truly had the intention of being rich, he immediately concentrated and changed into his own form. Waving his fists, he started his cultivation journey while looking at the lightning that continued to fall around him.

Ink crystals were constantly being absorbed, insights were constantly being meditated, and cultivation was ceaseless.

Xiao Lang was completely immersed in the practice of fist arts, unable to extricate himself. This was a boring process that was difficult to sustain, but also a miraculous process, even Xiao Lang did not realise that his fist technique was becoming more and more similar to the lightning that fell from the surroundings. After an unknown period of time, when Xiao Lang instinctively threw out another punch, suddenly ?

Boom!

A bolt of lightning that was falling from the sky and about to pass by him, suddenly shook, as if it was heavily attracted, suddenly attaching onto Xiao Lang's fist, and in the next moment ?

Thunderbolt!

With a punch, a thunderbolt appeared!

Yes, it wasn't just thunder, but also thunder!

Weng! *

Xiao Lang felt the in front of his fist become caved in, as though he was being wrapped up by something. He was shocked to find that at the location of his fist form, a white scar flashed and disappeared.

Spatial Traces!

The punch impressively left traces in the air!

This made Xiao Lang unable to refrain from thinking back to the day at the Yulan City when Ning Guanghe condensed all of the power in his body to evolve that sword.

"Success?"

"I've finally grasped a sliver of its true meaning?"

Xiao Lang was flabbergasted, she could not believe her eyes, and then, she instinctively threw out a punch, but this time, it did not cause any strange movements, the lightning still rolling down beside her without any reaction.

Xiao Lang's eyes trembled.

"That's not right!"

"I haven't completely grasped it yet. That punch just now was just a facade, or it could be said that I occasionally obtained it."

The attempt failed, but Xiao Lang's eyes did not reveal the slightest bit of depression.

Because he had already succeeded once.

"If there's a first time, there must be a second time!"

Xiao Lang was full of confidence as he waved his fist again. However, he maintained a high degree of concentration during the evolution simulation, landing it on his fist and the lightning around him.

After another hundred punches, finally ?1

Ka-cha! *

It's here!

Another thunderbolt exploded beside Xiao Lang's ears, causing his entire heart to involuntarily tremble. His mind was trembling not only because of his success this time, but also because he had finally discovered the key to his success this time.

"The sharpness of thunder actually comes from fluctuations!"

Xiao Lang opened his eyes in disbelief.

Who would believe it?

But that was the truth.

Just as he swung his fist out earlier, Xiao Lang was surprised to discover that the descending lightning slightly trembled, and slightly deviated in mid air. His own fist was also instinctively copied, and it really did trigger a thunderbolt!

"Sharp, but isn't it sharp enough?"

Xiao Lang stopped in his tracks, and once again began to observe the lightning that was constantly falling around him. He faintly felt that he was about to touch the heart of the sharpness of the lightning!

This observation of Xiao Lang's took a full two hours, and had consumed an unknown amount of Ink Crystals. When he had almost sunk into them, suddenly, even Xiao Lang himself did not realise that a purple light had suddenly flashed past his eyes, and at the same time, a faint ripple from the lightning which whistled past his eyes had landed on his eye, along with the faintly discernable white scar in space!

"A twist?"

Xiao Lang did not notice the changes in his eyes, but he noticed the details of the lightning that struck him. His heart thumped, and his eyes lit up.

"Yes, it's a twist!"

"Thunder is like this. It is not like light, but a line. During the process of falling from the sky, it would constantly fluctuate, twist, and change. It's not solidified, but rather fluctuated! "

"It is precisely because of this undulation that it is able to advance forward and sever everything in its way!"

Sharp enough, but not solid enough!

At this moment, Xiao Lang's understanding of lightning was completely overturned, but at the same time, he also gained enlightenment. Xiao Lang closed his eyes and punched out, this time, no lightning fused with his fist, but when he opened his eyes, he could not help but laugh.

"Since this punch was created by Shang Lei, I shall call you Rushing Thunder!"

One move, Rushing Thunder!

The moment Xiao Lang's words came to a stop, a white scar suddenly flashed in the space that his fist had passed through earlier!

"Boom!"

A huge boom rang out, causing everything to shake!

It was as if it was celebrating that Xiao Lang had comprehended his first type of Sovereign of Epoch Stage level godly technique in the Waste Ore area!

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