Chapter 324: Thunderous Sanren

After a moment.

"Boom~~~"

With a loud bang, the huge body of the thunder beast fell straight onto the ice, and its keratinous purple shell was still emitting a "sizzling" sound of electric electricity.

It died unwillingly. Although its realm was obviously higher than the opponent, it was beaten without any chance to fight back by the opponent's sword formation and dozens of small swords. Even its famous thunder attribute attack was blocked by the rich green magic power, and it could not hurt the opponent at all.

"receive!"

Ning Daoran waved his hand lightly and took back the formation flags, formation plate and golden sword. Then he put his fingers together to suck out the inner elixir of the thunder beast. Just as he took the inner elixir in his hands, he felt a tingling sensation. The inner elixir was surrounded by essence and energy, and it turned out to be a late third-order pure thunder-attribute demon pill!

Priceless!

Ning Daoran was secretly delighted, and quickly put the demon pill into the storage ring, then put the entire body of the thunder beast into the storage bag. He then cast his gaze towards the thunder lake not far away that was emitting a "sizzling" sound of electric current.

The time is ripe to temper the body with Lei Ze!

He quickly slapped his storage bag and set up a white feather flowing sound formation around him, completely concealing the aura of the Thunder Lake, even the situation deep in the ice cave, and then stepped into the Thunder Lake.

“Sizzle~~~”

The moment he stepped into the Thunder Lake, wisps of lightning rushed up along his legs, and suddenly his whole body seemed to be in a thunder tribulation. This feeling was extremely familiar!

Ning Daoran frowned, and the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra in his body started to operate on its own. Soon, small pieces of dragon scale-like skin appeared all over his body, and countless dragon demon forces were surging around him. He slowly used the tempering of Lei Ze.

"call……"

He slowly let out a breath, took a few steps forward again, and then sat cross-legged in the thunder lake, letting the thunder lake completely submerge his head.

“Sizzle~~~”

Amid the flashing lightning, Ning Daoran, who was submerged above the ground, closed his eyes tightly. Every inch of his skin and flesh was being cleansed by the thunder. The Dragon Demon Heart Sutra in his body was running continuously, and the dragon roars rose one after another.

…

Half a day later.

Ning Daoran's skin became smoother and more translucent after being tempered by the thunder lake. Through the skin, one could even see the boiling blood and flesh underneath. There were even strands of lightning flowing in the blood.

At this moment, in order to resist and merge with Lei Ze, at least 70% of his blood and energy was consumed.

"Gudong!"

After swallowing a fine True Blood Pill, he frowned and without any hesitation, began to enter the time cultivation mode in the Lei Ze Tempering, concentrating on honing the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra.

This process is extremely difficult and long.

Ning Daoran swallowed a fine True Blood Pill almost every three days, and repeated this process. Finally, after swallowing the tenth True Blood Pill, the amount of Thunder Lake around him became less and less, and was eventually tempered by his body to the point where only a shallow layer as deep as the soles of his feet remained.

After another three days, the last of the thunder lake was completely exhausted!

At this time, Ning Daoran's whole body was shining. Although his cultivation of the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra had not broken through, it was obviously much stronger. In addition, the sensitivity of a spiritual root in his body to the external thunder attribute spiritual energy seemed to have changed! Just when Ning Daoran was quietly sensing, he saw wisps of fine purple and dark blue particles swimming around the world. Those were the thunder attribute spiritual energy! At this time, Ning Daoran's spiritual root's sensitivity to the thunder attribute had reached the fifth level! A medium-grade thunder spiritual root? He laughed dumbly. He didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected gain. Before, he only thought of using Lei Ze to refine the Dragon Demon Heart Sutra, but he never thought that after refining Lei Ze, even the dusty spiritual root was refined a little.

He originally had a ninth-grade mixed spiritual root. The so-called mixed spiritual root meant that he had extremely low sensitivity to spiritual energy of various attributes, including the thunder attribute. However, it would be better not to mention the sensitivity of the ninth-grade thunder spiritual root.

But things are different now. Ning Daoran's spiritual root's sensitivity to thunder has reached the fifth level.

A fifth-grade thunder spiritual root would be cultivated with emphasis in sects like the Chaos Sect and the Star-Moon Pavilion. To put it in an exaggerated way, it could even be considered a genius among the extraordinary spiritual roots, and it might even be possible to enter the inner sect directly!

"very good."

He felt slightly happy in his heart. It didn't matter if he came late, as long as he could come, it was good enough. As for spiritual roots, the more the better.

…

"Um?"

After being promoted to the fifth-grade thunder spirit root, Ning Daoran's ability to sense thunder attributes increased dramatically. At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a restriction under his feet that was releasing mana fluctuations. It seemed that there was an extremely powerful thunder attribute force under this thunder lake! Is there another thunder lake? He looked surprised, released his golden elixir consciousness to explore it slightly, and immediately overturned this idea.

There was no second Thunder Lake below. On the contrary, there seemed to be an extremely powerful force sealed below this Thunder Lake. A huge restriction that had been sealed for a long time slowly revealed its true appearance as the Thunder Lake was sucked dry.

Ning Daoran did not act rashly, but instead released his golden elixir consciousness to thoroughly search the area below.

Sure enough, there was a huge restriction that was dozens of feet long and wide, and inside the restriction was a huge purple ice crystal, with a shadowy figure in the ice crystal.

Ning Daoran extended his Golden Core consciousness to sense the figure, and saw that the figure exuded a very thin aura. Although it was weak, the quality was not low. It was the aura of a great cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul! There was also a Nascent Soul monster sealed underground! ?

"My friend..."

At this time, an extremely old and weak voice came into Ning Daoran's ears: "Don't be confused, I am a casual cultivator, known as Leiming Sanren. Hundreds of years ago, I mistakenly entered the secret realm while seeking opportunities, and was imprisoned in this ancient restriction. Now I have been detained for more than three hundred years..."

He took a breath and continued, "I hope you can help me. If you can break the restriction and set me free, I will reward you handsomely. Heaven and earth are your witnesses. If you disobey, you will be punished by heaven and earth!"

This kind of oath… the credibility is equal to zero! ! Ning Daoran was not in the world of immortal cultivation for the first time, so how could he take it seriously? He just raised his hand and waved it. A strand of the Eternal Evergreen Art turned into a lush old vine that split the crack in the ice layer, and then jumped into the space in front of the restriction.

When he squinted his eyes, he saw that there was indeed an old man with white beard frozen in the huge ice crystal. He was wearing a purple robe and had a slightly ferocious face. It was obvious that he had a bad temper.

Ning Daoran released his spiritual sense and was able to easily detect the rich thunder-attributed magic power in the other person's body. If he released this person, all the anger that had been imprisoned for three hundred years would be vented out, and Ning Daoran's chances of survival would be extremely low.

However, Lei Ming Sanren is an old Yuanying, and such a person must have opportunities. Since Ning Daoran has met him, he would naturally be unwilling to give up easily.

"Senior, you promised to reward me handsomely, but I don't know how you will reward me. Could you please list the things you are going to give me first, so that I can decide whether to take the risk of breaking the ban and saving you?"

"You brat!"

Lei Ming San Ren was frozen in the ice and could not move. He could only rely on his magic power to transmit his voice: "I have a unique skill called the Five Thunder Divine Curse. It is an authentic thunder method passed down from ancient times. It has a very strong effect on cultivators with gold and water spiritual roots, as well as evil spirits. If you are willing to help me out, I will pass on the Five Thunder Divine Curse to you as a reward!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"The complete chapter? Don't wait for the senior to come out and just send me the first chapter or even the first chapter."

"you……"

Lei Ming Sanren was furious: "It must be complete. How can I be such a cunning villain. In addition to the Five Thunder Mantra, I also have a magic treasure called the Thunder Sword, which was tempered with the power of the Thunder Pool. With the Five Thunder Mantra and the Thunder Sword, even Yuanying cultivators must stay away from it. If you are willing to help, this Thunder Sword... I can also reluctantly give it up!"

It can be seen that he is really reluctant to leave.

This thunder sword is most likely Lei Ming Sanren's natal item. As for the Five Thunder Divine Mantra, it is his most secret skill. He did not mention other low-level skills and treasures such as spiritual weapons and magic weapons, but only spiritual weapons and the Five Thunder Divine Mantra, which is enough to show his sincerity.

It's no wonder. Anyone who was imprisoned in this layer of ice for more than three hundred years would have gone crazy long ago. Fortunately, he was a Nascent Soul, otherwise he would have destroyed his own cultivation and died in it.

"good."

Ning Daoran nodded: "Since the senior is so sincere, I should naturally help you, but this restriction is extremely complicated, and it may take some time to break it."

“No problem!”

Lei Ming San Ren said calmly: "This ancient restriction is extremely mysterious. Do you really have the confidence to break it?"

"To be honest, Senior, I am a third-rank upper-grade formation master."

"real?"

Lei Ming Sanren was overjoyed, and he stared at Ning Daoran with his eyes wide open. Only at this moment did he feel that this boy might really be able to save him. As for the previous promise and test, it was purely a gamble. Even if this boy could not save him, he would spread the news. Decades later, when the secret realm opens again, there will naturally be Nascent Soul cultivators to save him.

"That's great. Please act quickly, my friend. I can't hold on for much longer!"

"Okay, don't worry, senior!"

Ning Daoran slapped his storage bag and immediately sacrificed a series of formation flags and formation plates. He arranged several second-order formations in front of the ancient restriction. Then, using the second-order formations as the foundation, he took every step carefully and broke the restriction layer by layer.

This process is extremely tedious and lengthy. Fortunately, Ning Daoran has a high talent for formations and a strong memory. Although the restrictions are complicated, he can easily remember every detail, even every spiritual pattern.

In this way, about ten days later, accompanied by a sound of collapse, the invisible ancient restriction was finally dissolved.

But Lei Ming Sanren remained motionless in the ice.

Ning Daoran was confident. He knew this would happen from the very beginning. What trapped Lei Ming Sanren was not only the restriction, but also the huge black ice. Only by melting the black ice could Lei Ming Sanren be truly rescued.

"My friend."

Lei Ming San Ren frowned and said, "This mysterious ice is made of ancient essence. I was accidentally trapped by it back then. I wonder if you have the ability to dissolve this mysterious ice?"

"I have practiced the Changqing Jue, so maybe I can give it a try."

"Eternal Youth Technique?"

Lei Ming Sanren's eyes lit up: "If the Changqing Jue is cultivated to the tenth level or above, perhaps it can really dissolve the profound ice!"

(End of this chapter)