"Is it raining?"
Xiao Yanbao muttered something to himself, then followed his senior brother into the Taoist temple. By the time everyone had entered the dining room and sat down to eat, the thunder had become continuous, and even the sky turned black at that moment, as if the whole world had entered eternal night.
As the raindrops pattered down on the rooftops and the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, creating a rhythmic sound, streaks of lightning, a mixture of gold, silver, and dark blue, occasionally ripped through the night sky, as if gods were battling in the air.
Master Xu stroked his beard, looked at the flashing lightning outside, and said with a chuckle:
"This thunderstorm is a good thing; perhaps you will even witness the rare spectacle of the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall!"
Liang Xunling and Zhong Jingyi had heard of this spectacle, but they thought that only the Golden Hall of Wudang Mountain could have such a magical view. They never expected that the little-known Cangxia Temple would also have such a view.
This was the first time Xiao Yanbao had heard of the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall. He looked at his older brothers beside him with some confusion, only to find that they also looked bewildered, as if they were hearing about it for the first time as well.
While Zhong Jingyi reached out to cover Li Mulang's ears, she pulled Xiao Yanbao, who had just finished eating, into her arms and asked Master Xu a question.
"Master Xu, is there any danger in this Thunderfire Alchemy Hall?"
"Don't worry, there will be no danger, and it even has some benefits for the body!"
Speaking of benefits, Master Xu glanced at the nine children of the Li family, his gaze lingering on Xiao Yanbao and Li Muhao for a few seconds.
Just then, a ray of firelight shone through the doors and windows of the kitchen, catching everyone's attention and causing them to gasp in surprise as they looked out the window.
It turned out that a bolt of lightning struck the golden roof of the main hall. Upon contact with the brass roof, the lightning bolt transformed into a raging fireball.
The giant fireball rolled back and forth on the roof, turning the golden roof of the main hall into a fiery red, while dazzling golden light shone in the places where the fireball rolled.
From afar, the Taoist temple, shrouded in heavy rain, seemed to be enveloped by the wrath of the gods, causing people and animals within a ten-mile radius to all look up at the summit of Yongyang Mountain...
End of this chapter
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