ebookland Chapter 1046: 1 Finger Condensed Thunder
Chapter 1046: 1 Finger Condensed Thunder
After returning to Mudong Divine City, Xu Changshou went into seclusion.
After realizing that his strength was insufficient, Xu Changshou practiced the True Thunder Art while in seclusion.
More than fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye.
One day, Xu Changshou suddenly opened his eyes.
"Thunder Condensed!"
Xu Changshou made a thunder gesture, and suddenly endless divine thunder surged above his head.
Endless divine thunder fell and finally condensed between Xu Changshou's fingers. Finally, the divine thunder in the sky condensed into a cluster of purple lightning, entwining around his fingertips.
Ordinary lightning is silver-white, and purple lightning is rare.
However, it is obvious that the purple lightning is one level stronger than the silver lightning. It can be clearly felt that this cluster of purple lightning contains divine power that can destroy the world.
Xu Changshou couldn't imagine how powerful this cluster of lightning was, but it was definitely several times stronger than the Thunder Heart Seal.
The True Thunder Art is indeed a ground-level technique. This is just the entry-level realm, but it is actually stronger than the perfect realm of human-level techniques.
Xu Changshou looked carefully and saw black runes flashing in the purple lightning.
"Try the power, go!"
Xu Changshou came to the yard, opened the courtyard protection formation, snapped his fingers, and a cluster of purple lightning flew into the air.
After flying into the air, the purple lightning suddenly grew larger, turning into a silver-white thunder dragon hundreds of feet long, rushing straight into the sky.
Click!
boom……
A silver-white thunder dragon exploded in the sky above Mudong Divine City, and the terrifying silver lightning illuminated the entire night sky.
All the monks in the city were shocked by the lightning.
"Oh my god, what a strong thunder and lightning."
"A strange phenomenon appeared in the sky. I saw a thunder dragon. This is a sign that a true dragon is being born."
"Oh my god, what terrifying thunder and lightning! Could it be that someone is going through a tribulation?"
"what is that……"
……
After returning to the room, Xu Changshou counted on his fingers and was stunned.
This is a big deal, because this year he is exactly one thousand years old.
"It's been a thousand years. Time flies. Dad, Mom, Shanhu, Chengzhi, are you all okay?"
Thinking of his relatives, Xu Changshou lost his mind to practice and simply lay down on the bed to sleep.
Normally, Xu Changshou would sleep soundly after decades of seclusion, but today, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He felt uncomfortable.
Early in the morning, just as the sky was getting light, the sound of the Fire Kirin was heard outside.
"Disciple Huo Yuan, greetings to Uncle Master Xu!"
"Come in!"
Xu Changshou waved his sleeves, opened the courtyard door, and Huo Qilin walked in.
After seeing Xu Changshou, Huo Qilin bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Uncle Master Xu!"
Glancing at the Fire Kirin, Xu Changshou said with a smile, "Nephew Huo Yuan, what brings you here?"
Huo Qilin bowed and said, "Disciple, I came here for two things."
"Say!"
"Yes!"
Huo Qilin smiled and said, "Our Wind Spirit Talismans have been selling very well recently. I've sold out all the talismans I have. Do you have any more?"
“They’re all sold out!”
Xu Changshou was a little surprised.
One hundred and sixty years ago, Xu Changshou gave all the Wind Spirit Talismans in his hand to Huo Qilin, and kept fifty for himself.
At that time, Huo Qilin had a total of two hundred wind spirit talismans in his hands.
In these 156 years, all 200 tickets have been sold out. This speed is much faster than before.
Obviously, as the fame of Feng Ling Fu grew, its sales also improved.
"Yes, these are spirit stones, please count them."
As Huo Qilin spoke, he handed Xu Changshou a storage bag.
Xu Changshou took a look, put away the storage bag, then took out forty wind spirit talismans and handed them to Huo Qilin.
Seeing that there were only forty pieces, Huo Qilin frowned and said, "Uncle Xu, why are there only so few? These won't last long."
Xu Changshou smiled and said, "I don't have many talismans left now. You can sell them first. It won't be long before you have new talismans."
"Yes, disciple understands."
Fire Qilin put away the Wind Spirit Talisman.
Xu Changshou glanced at him and asked, "You said there were two things. Besides the talisman, what else is there?"
After hearing Xu Changshou's words, Huo Qilin's heart sank, and he whispered, "It's Li Linhao. He invites you to participate in his Dao Transformation Ceremony!"
"What? Li Linhao is going to become a Taoist..."
Xu Changshou's heart skipped a beat. No wonder he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep yesterday. Something bad actually happened.
After hearing what Huo Qilin said, Xu Changshou secretly blamed himself for being careless and forgetting about Li Linhao.
Yesterday he calculated that he was already one thousand years old.
Li Linhao is also his childhood friend. They are of similar age. He is already a thousand years old, and Li Linhao is almost the same.
Back then, the three years in the Gengziyuan were the happiest three years of Xu Changshou's life.
In the Gengziyuan, he met Li Linhao, Ye Shanhu, Jiang Xiaochuan, Su Mo, Han Zong, Qian Yuanbao, Zhang Feixian, Shi Wantong, Lin Xianer...
The names of several friends are still vivid in my mind, and the time they spent together seems like it was just yesterday.
Unexpectedly, a thousand years had passed in the blink of an eye. Among the ten friends in the Gengzi Academy, including him, eight had become skeletons, leaving only him and Li Linhao.
Now, Li Linhao has reached the age of meditation.
Three major things in a monk’s life.
The ceremony of knotting the Tao, the ceremony of becoming an official, and the ceremony of transforming the Tao.
The so-called ceremony of passing away is that a monk meets with his old friends before passing away.
Xu Changshou participated in many Huadao ceremonies. He remembered that the first time he participated in a Huadao ceremony was when he went to Zhujiayao to attend Zhu Biao's Huadao ceremony.
Apart from Zhu Biao, the people who attended the other Dao-transforming ceremonies were basically Xu Changshou's relatives and friends.
This time, it’s Li Linhao, then who?
Xuan Yang, Huang Tianlang, Li Linger, or Xu Xiufan?
Xu Changshou counted carefully and found that the number of his relatives and friends who were still alive was getting fewer and fewer, and could be counted on one hand.
Thinking of this, Xu Changshou couldn't help but have red eyes.
Practicing Taoism, but in the end one ends up in eternal loneliness, with no relatives in the world.
Is this path of cultivation that involves fighting against one's fate worth taking?
"Ugh!"
Xu Changshou sighed, then looked at Huo Qilin and asked, "Where are Zhang Zongchang and Bai Tongyuan?"
"Reporting to Uncle Xu, they both passed away many years ago."
"Ok!"
Xu Changshou nodded slightly. Zhang Zongchang and Bai Tongyuan were older than Li Linhao, and they must have passed away long ago.
"Where's Chu Xiaoyu?"
"He passed away three years ago."
Xu Changshou nodded silently and didn't ask any more questions.
Among the people whose spiritual consciousness he possessed, those whose cultivation had not yet broken through to the level of Divine Transformation were basically gone.
"When will Li Linhao become a Taoist?"
"Ten days later."
"Well, you let him know. Ten days later, I'll personally send him off."
"Yes!"
After seeing off the Fire Kirin, Xu Changshou took out a pot of wine and drank it silently.
Li Linhao is Xu Changshou's last friend. If he wants to become a Taoist, Xu Changshou will definitely go to join him.
After Li Linhao left, he was the only one left among the ten friends in Gengziyuan.
Ugh!