Chapter 201: Transformation
In the Yuanji world, from ancient times to the present, there are a total of five colors of thunder.
The power increases from weak to strong, namely white, gold, red, purple and black.
Purple lightning, under normal circumstances, will only appear in the last three of the spiritual calamity.
As for the black thunder, it only exists in the thunder tribulations of the Jinji Fanxu and Hedao realms.
And now, Su Qingwu's spiritual tribulation has only reached the tenth level.
It is hard to predict what will happen next.
At this moment, the thunder has already struck.
Under his control, the nine Cangyun swords gathered together and instantly formed a sword formation.
Facing the purple thunder, Su Qingwu chose to fight back instead of letting it strike him like he did before.
After a while, a loud bang reached my ears.
The powerful purple thunder penetrated into the sword formation and was destroyed without a trace under the attack of hundreds of sword beams filled with murderous aura.
Through this confrontation, she confirmed one thing.
The Cangyun Sword, which has been promoted to a lower-grade spiritual treasure, is enough to withstand the power of such a thunder tribulation.
Therefore, when the eleventh lightning strike came, Su Qingwu withdrew the sword formation and chose to continue letting the lightning temper his life treasure.
The cultivators who were watching the tribulation from afar were still discussing it at this moment.
"The tenth one is already a purple thunderbolt, will there be a black thunderbolt later?"
"Under normal circumstances, this cannot happen."
"However, Senior Su was an exception. He had already encountered red lightning when he was going through the tribulation of birth."
"My fellow Taoists, look, the twelfth thunder has struck, and its power is still gradually increasing."
"I have also watched other seniors go through the tribulation of transformation before. The power of the current tribulation thunder can be said to be comparable to the last few thunder tribulations that those seniors went through!"
"Friend Wang is right. It is hard to imagine what will happen next."
"Senior Su is still using the thunderbolt to refine his natal treasure. If he can continue like this and successfully overcome the thunderbolt, the nine precious swords will definitely be upgraded again!"
"Speaking of it, the life treasures of cultivators like us are usually placed in the Dantian, relying on spiritual power to nourish them and accumulate over time to gradually improve them. Senior Su has saved a lot of effort by doing this."
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While the cultivators were discussing, three bolts of lightning struck down from the calamity cloud one after another.
At this moment, the familiar loud cracking sound was heard again.
The fifteenth purple lightning bolt locked Su Qingwu and struck down with a loud bang.
Nine Cangyun swords came forward, and the lightning struck the swords, gradually causing a purple and green mist to rise.
A similar situation recurred.
Bursts of muffled thunder were heard from the sky from time to time. In just a moment, the sixteenth purple thunder penetrated the two-colored smoke and hit the sword in an instant.
As time went on, the mist became thicker.
The calamity clouds kept rolling, and crackling sounds could be heard from time to time.
The seventeenth thunderbolt then struck.
Su Qingwu's expression remained unchanged, and he still chose to temper the nine Cangyun Swords.
The next five consecutive thunder strikes were all like this.
Until the twenty-third strike, the purple and blue smoke gradually faded.
Around the nine Cangyun swords, the hazy spiritual light appeared again, returning to its original state.
In the darkness, the sounds of several swords rang out.
It was also at this moment that the grades of the precious swords were all upgraded from low-grade spiritual treasures to mid-grade levels.
Looking up at the sky again, the rolling calamity clouds were brewing the twenty-fourth calamity thunder.
But this time, it took a long time for the sword to strike down.
The cultivators who were watching the tribulation from afar noticed something was wrong and stopped talking. They held their breath and watched the tribulation clouds.
A few cautious people have begun to retreat to prevent any unexpected events.
Su Qingwu also made preparations secretly.
About a hundred breaths later, two loud cracking sounds were heard next to my ears.
Twenty-four, twenty-five thunderbolts struck down one after another and condensed into one in mid-air, and the pressure it emitted doubled in an instant.
Not only that, the scope of the disaster cloud is also expanding further.
Faced with this sudden change, Su Qingwu used his spiritual power to control the nine Cangyun swords again and formed a sword formation in an instant.
The falling thunder instantly sank into the formation, accompanied by a loud roar, and was gradually annihilated by hundreds of sword beams filled with murderous aura.
With this strike, she had a rough estimate of the power of the two combined thunderbolts.
It is not feasible to directly temper the Cangyun Sword with this, as it is very likely to damage the sword body.
However, the act of refining treasures is not impossible to continue.
When subsequent thunderbolts strike, you can first try to reduce their power by half, and then use it to temper your sword.
This way you can be sure that nothing goes wrong.
Not long after, two familiar loud cracking noises were heard again.
The twenty-sixth and twenty-seventh purple thunderbolts merged into one in mid-air and struck down in an instant.
At the same time, Su Qingwu used his spiritual power to control the nine flying swords, each of which slashed out a sharp sword light.
The next moment, the two collided, and a huge wave of spiritual power instantly spread outward from the center of the collision.
Wherever it passed, all the grass, trees, and rocks turned into ashes.
After one strike, the power of the thunder was greatly reduced.
Su Qingwu's mind moved, and the nine Cangyun swords flew into the air again.
After a while, a crackling sound reached my ears.
The sword was struck by lightning and began to be tempered anew.
Above the cave, calamity clouds rolled endlessly, and rumbling thunder could be heard from time to time.
Treasures that are in the process of being tempered cannot be continuously activated.
Su Qingwu will need to use other methods to weaken the next thunder.
The jade ruyi suspended beside him was only a top-grade magic weapon. If he used it to block, there would be a risk of it being destroyed.
Although she is still going through the thunder tribulation, her spiritual power has reached the level of transformation. She can use the methods she once learned to draw a fifth-level defensive talisman in the void.
About two hundred breaths later, three loud cracking sounds were heard in succession from the rolling calamity clouds.
The twenty-eighth to thirtieth thunderbolts struck down one after another and merged into one in mid-air, with the pressure increasing suddenly.
Su Qingwu calmly raised his right hand, and a ray of spiritual light quickly gathered from his fingertips, outlining the golden talisman of Tianjia in the void.
In just a moment, a rune composed entirely of spiritual power slowly formed. Under his control, it quickly rose into the air and blocked the nine Cangyun swords.
The next moment, the mighty thunderbolt struck the rune, and the powerful aftermath of the collision spread out instantly.
The cultivators who were watching from afar as they were undergoing the tribulation retreated in unison, unable to conceal the shock on their faces.
Once the talisman is formed, its power is several times that of talismans of the same level.
The power of the thunderbolt was rapidly diminishing.
When it weakened to a certain degree, Su Qingwu pinched his hands together, withdrew his spiritual power, removed the talismans, and the thunderbolts immediately struck the nine Cangyun swords, continuing to temper the sword bodies.
Above the cave, the calamity clouds gradually turned dark black.
Soon, six loud cracking sounds were heard in succession.
Thunderbolts came one after another, turning from purple to black, slowly condensing in the sky.
Looking at this scene, Su Qingwu's face rarely showed a trace of solemnity.
The black thunder contains the meaning of destruction.
She raised her right hand slightly, and a ray of spiritual light quickly gathered at her fingertips, and she once again drew the Heavenly Armor Golden Light Talisman in the void.
The moment the rune took shape, a powerful pressure from black thunder descended from the sky.
A deafening roar was heard instantly.
The Heavenly Armor Golden Light Talisman fluctuated violently several times, then shattered with a bang and turned into specks of starlight.
At the same time, the nine Cangyun swords were tempered and upgraded to top-grade spiritual treasures. Under Su Qingwu's control, each of them circled several times, and in an instant they merged into one, transforming into a giant sword that covered the sky.
An aura of endless killing spread.
At this moment, the black thunder struck down, colliding head-on with a sword light that spanned the sky and the earth.
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded and lasted for several breaths. The sword light completely gained the upper hand and the black thunder slowly disappeared.
So far, the thirty-six thunder tribulations of the spirit have been successfully passed!