Chapter 273 It All Depends on Your Luck
This scene must be familiar to mothers: "Isn't this my little baby's bathtub?"
Plastic is an insulator, but things from the blue planet have miraculous effects on the Poyun Continent, so Lin Xinhuan took a gamble.
Xuanyuan Wenqin was lucky to have successfully avoided lightning, but was unlucky to have been electrocuted to death.
Xuanyuan Wenqin: So it’s all my fault???
Fortunately, Lin Xinhuan's gamble paid off. No matter how fiercely the thunderclouds struck, none of his own thunderbolts hit the main target. The originally insignificant thunderbolt now struck with the aura of a Mahayana.
I was panting, but the surface of the big basin was still as smooth as new. It is indeed a baby bathtub, it is durable~
The last thunderstorm of the stipulated time struck, and the thundercloud had to dissipate unwillingly. It didn't expect that it would not have any sense of accomplishment at work today. Woohoo, I want to go home to find my mother. Some humans are bullying me~
The gift from heaven fell and struck the living beings to death and turned into ashes. However, with the nourishment of spiritual power, green buds sprouted again and the vitality of the past was restored.
Xuanyuan Wenqin sat down quickly, absorbing the gift from Heaven for his advancement, thus consolidating his cultivation which had just entered the middle stage of Dongxu.
When he opened his eyes again, they were startlingly bright.
Before leaving, he glanced to the left and right, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: If you dare to come forward, I will make sure you never return.
The momentum of a sword being unsheathed returned to the spirited and talented swordsman, making those who were watching from afar dare not move an inch.
Watching others overcome a tribulation is not as simple as inviting friends to your home; the possibility of them being enemies is even greater.
Every time they need to survive a tribulation, the immortal cultivators will prepare a place for the tribulation in advance. Even if it is in a deserted place, they will not feel at ease and will add layer upon layer of protective formations, or they will ask the most trusted people to protect them.
What they worry about most is not that they cannot survive the thunder tribulation, but that they survive the thunder tribulation but someone takes advantage of the situation and kills people and steals treasures.
Unless you have a rich family like Jin Yuanbao, with a defensive formation on your body, you can always replace one if one is damaged, and use magic weapons to resist lightning, and what you are fighting for is your family wealth.
There are only a few wealthy and unscrupulous families in Poyun Continent. Most of the immortal cultivators can only resist the thunder with their bodies. Often, when they hold on to the end, they are already burnt like charcoal and don't even have the strength to stand.
Isn't it just the right time to kill people and steal treasures?
There is no compassion in the world of immortal cultivation. Most of the immortal cultivators will take advantage of your illness to kill you and steal your resources.
Many immortal cultivators who have survived the thunder tribulation did not die from lightning, but were killed by the hands of their peers. Before they could receive the reward from heaven, they were faced with eternal darkness.
The one who watched Xuanyuan Wenqin transcend the tribulation from afar was the immortal cultivator who had such thoughts.
But... "Why is nothing wrong with him!"
Even though he tried to lower the volume because the real owner was not far away, he still couldn't suppress the sound of surprise.
What did they see! The lightning circled...circled...circled away, and didn't fall on that person at all. Is he the son of God?
Yes? The person who was undergoing the tribulation seemed to have something in his hand, blue in color, and felt to be made of very high-grade material, which he held on top of his head, covering his entire body.
The moment the lightning touched the basin, it seemed as if its feet slipped and it split into several wires, which finally fell into the soil.
One, two, three...until the last one.
The thunder seemed to become music in my ears, pure and harmless.
"Is this thunder tribulation just a game of house? It has no power at all. Strike me hard."
"If we can get the treasure in his hand, we won't have to worry about the tribulation at all!"
What do immortal cultivators fear the most? The first is definitely the thunder tribulation of advancement, unless they do not want to continue their cultivation and are willing to be ordinary people in the mortal world.
Is this possible? So the small lightning-struck bamboo is sold at a sky-high price in Poyun Continent.
Si made no secret of her love for the treasure basin and hoped that Xuanyuan Wenqin would be seriously injured.
Until the end, Xuanyuan Wenqin was unharmed, even more radiant and energetic than them, while they were hiding on the ground, covered in dust and dirt.
No one dared to stop Xuanyuan Wenqin from leaving. They could not afford to offend the great immortal cultivator who was in the prime or middle stage of Dongxu, unless they rushed to die.
When the last figure disappeared, two groups of people rushed out from the left and right and started fighting.
"We were the first to discover the lightning-struck bamboo!"
"Who can prove it? I said we discovered it first."
A huge hammer flew by.
"If you have the ability, go and grab the treasure in the hands of the master. It is more powerful than the lightning bamboo."
Wind blades rose wildly.
"Are ordinary people capable of possessing super high-level magic weapons? Asking us to provoke the powerful is tantamount to asking us to die!"
"It seems you are not stupid. You can hear it."
"Ah! I'm so angry! If we kill him, the Lightning Bamboo will be ours!"
They didn't dare to provoke the powerful, but did they dare to kill the minions who were trying to snatch the Thunder Bamboo from them? The blood was all around the Thunder Bamboo.
There happened to be a bamboo forest where Xuanyuan Wenqin survived the thunder tribulation. Under the lightning strike, even though the bamboos were completely blackened and burnt, they still had a trace of life. They survived the disaster and were reborn. Under the blessing, they became stronger and stronger. The lightning-struck bamboo sought after by millions of immortal cultivators was born.
A piece as big as a palm can be sold for half the price of a small sect in the world of immortal cultivation.
In fact, Xuanyuan Wenqin did not have to worry about the funds to open a sect in Poyun Continent. She just sold the worn-out bamboo lounge chair that Lin Xinhuan had used to lie on, and a sect was immediately established.
The employee that Lin Xinhuan had been waiting for came back from the light gate unharmed, holding a baby bathtub in his hand, looking exactly like a young and handsome dad.
Phew~ Fortunately, my guess was correct. The thunder disaster on Poyun Continent is also inseparable from the rules of chemistry. Metaphysics and science are inseparable.
If this idea were heard by the immortal cultivators of Poyun Continent and the scientists of the previous year, they would definitely scold: Heresy! Metaphysics and science are absolutely opposites. Oh, science/metaphysics does not even exist in the world!
And one fantastic natural scene after another, with products combining magic and modernity appearing, breaking the cognition of the Blue Star people, combining technology with magic, and developing something better than both.
The Cloud Breaking Continent will be hit by wave after wave of storms.
"Xin Huan! I am going to establish a new sect in Poyun Continent, called Lingshan Sect! It will be the first mixed sect in Poyun Continent! It can also be said to be the first sect. You will be the leader of Lingshan Sect, and I will be the disciple under the leader."
After a pause, he looked at Lin Xinhuan expectantly: "Am I lucky enough to be your disciple?"
He was so humble that he didn't even dare to ask for the position of personal disciple. As long as he had a relationship with Lin Xinhuan, he could become an outer disciple!
Lin Xinhuan pulled the corner of his mouth, looked Xuanyuan Wenqin up and down, and finally punched him on the shoulder when he was nervous: "Do you have any misunderstandings about your own strength? Now you are a great power in the middle stage of Dongxu, and you can sit in the position of the head of other places. You have a higher cultivation level than me, and you still want to be my disciple?"
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