Strictly speaking, true essence is like candy to a martial artist, while the power of heaven and earth is like an ignorant child.
Whoever's candy is prettier and bigger will naturally attract more power from heaven and earth.
Therefore, when Meng Chixing and the Sweeper Monk fought, if only one side circulated their true essence to condense the power of heaven and earth, the surrounding power of heaven and earth would naturally be attracted and drawn over.
However, if the other party also circulates true essence, then the originally unclaimed power of heaven and earth will be drawn away by the other party's true essence.
But it shouldn't be like Chu Qinghe now, who can gather the power of heaven and earth with his true qi, and even absorb all the power of heaven and earth around them in the first instant.
Even in the perceptions of Meng Chixing and the Sweeping Monk, all the power of heaven and earth surrounding Pang Ban and the others in the distance had been absorbed. In this back mountain, apart from the area around Chu Qinghe, there was no other power of heaven and earth; one person had monopolized the entire area.
However, before the two could be immersed in the astonishment of Chu Qinghe monopolizing the power of heaven and earth, the next second, the power of heaven and earth surged out of Chu Qinghe's lower and middle dantian in a frenzied manner.
Immediately afterward, to the astonishment of the Sweeping Monk and Meng Chixing, a deep blue, humanoid phantom, about five zhang tall, condensed above Chu Qinghe and sat upright in the void, surrounded by wisps of electric arcs.
Not only did the muscle contours of his body become clearly visible, but the contours of his face also became more defined.
In addition to the electric arcs, there were also condensed vortices around its body.
Upon closer listening, one could hear what sounded like thunder and lightning all around.
Amidst the swirling deep blue fluorescence, its face resembled a wrathful, golden-eyed monk, majestic and extraordinary.
When faced with this phantom, one cannot help but feel a strong sense of unease.
It is the "Wrath of the Thunder God" from the "Four Symbols of Heavenly Will".
"What kind of martial art is this?"
Both the Sweeper Monk and Meng Chixing were startled as they sensed the power of heaven and earth and the flow of true energy within the Thunder God's Dharma Image.
Not to mention Meng Chixing and the Sweeping Monk, Pang Ban and the other people from the Great Yuan Kingdom, as well as Xuande and the other monks from the Northern Shaolin Temple, also noticed something was wrong and turned to look at Chu Qinghe.
When their gazes fell upon the image of the Thunder God, their expressions changed.
As the image of the Thunder God materialized, Chu Qinghe slightly raised his right hand. With this movement, the Thunder God image sitting above Chu Qinghe also raised its right hand.
At the same time, the sweeping monk instantly felt his aura being locked onto.
Under the feeling of being locked in by this aura, the sweeping monk suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and a sense of alarm arose in his heart.
Then, his cloudy eyes moved down, and when his gaze fell on Chu Qinghe, seeing the indifference in Chu Qinghe's calm eyes, the Sweeper Monk was certain that if he continued to approach, the Thunder God Dharma Image that had condensed above Chu Qinghe would slap down on him.
After taking in this scene and pondering for a few moments, the Sweeping Monk stomped his right foot on the ground. After sliding forward another half a zhang, he twisted his body and charged towards Meng Chixing again.
Sometimes, the longer a person lives, the more cautious they become in their actions.
When they reached the cultivation level of the Sweeping Monk and Meng Chixing, after the Three Flowers were condensed, the sixth consciousness was born.
They already had a sense of life and death or danger.
At this moment, when the Sweeper Monk's gaze fell upon Chu Qinghe, the sense of alarm that arose in his heart was far stronger than when he faced Meng Chixing.
Naturally, when faced with the choice between Chu Qinghe and Meng Chixing, the Sweeper Monk chose the latter.
Having lived for so many years, the Sweeping Monk could still distinguish between "possibly dying" and "seeking death."
It's not that I'm cowardly, it's just that I'm following my heart.
Moreover, in the sweeping monk's view, suddenly turning back to attack Meng Chixing now could catch Meng Chixing off guard.
Indeed, the sweeping monk's prediction came true.
At this moment, Meng Chixing did not expect that the Sweeper Monk would so readily give up on continuing to approach Chu Qinghe and instead turn around to fight him again.
By the time Meng Chixing reacted, the Sweeping Monk had already rushed in front of him, his right hand fingers together, transforming his palm into a blade, carrying surging true energy as he slashed at Meng Chixing.
Faced with the Sweeper Monk's attack, Meng Chixing's eyes narrowed, and then he leaped lightly, whipping his right leg towards the Sweeper Monk like a whip.
Perhaps it was intentional, but when Meng Chixing and the Sweeper Monk were fighting again, they deliberately kept their distance from Chu Qinghe and the others.
Beside him, in Lianxing's gaze, Chu Qinghe was still sitting quietly on the wooden chair, but his white robe was moving without wind, and his long black hair was being blown by the fluctuations brought about by the rolling true energy in Chu Qinghe's body, like willows swaying gently by the river.
Perhaps it was because arcs of electricity occasionally flashed across Chu Qinghe's body, or perhaps it was because of the thunder and lightning echoing around him.
From Lianxing's perspective, Chu Qinghe's expression was still languid, yet he exuded a dignified and domineering aura.
Looking again at Chu Qinghe's handsome profile, Lianxing felt her heart flutter like a deer, and her gaze unconsciously became more infatuated, making her even more eager to see Chu Qinghe.
At the same time, after seeing the Sweeper Monk and Meng Chixing distance themselves from him, Chu Qinghe finally withdrew his Thunder God Dharma Form.
However, as a large amount of true energy was gathered into the body, a few strands of the power of heaven and earth also mixed in with this true energy.
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