Chapter 136 Taixu Lei Jue

Su Zimo didn't know what a true immortal was, but when he heard this, he understood one thing, Dieyue was stronger than Senior Crane in front of him.

Even stronger!

Su Zimo pondered for a while, and then asked, "Senior, if I still can't wash away the demonic energy in my blood with the help of the thunder sound here, do I want to stay here forever?"

After all, the crane only provides a direction, but how to solve this hidden danger can only be explored by Su Zimo himself.

"One year, give you one year."

The beautiful red-haired woman said, "If you can't do it within a year, you can only think of another way."

Su Zimo nodded.

"Don't be discouraged. That person can do it back then. Your aptitude is not weaker than his, and maybe you can do it." The red-haired beautiful woman comforted her again before she left.

Losing the surrounding light curtain barrier, the sound of rolling thunder resounded in my ears again, shocking my mind.

The area of ​​the valley is not large. Su Zimo looked around, but couldn't find any place to live, so he sat cross-legged and began to listen to the thunder sound in the valley, trying to find the secrets in the thunder sound.

Days alternate, day after day.

Su Zimo has been sitting in the Thunder Sound Valley, and his cultivation has not improved in the slightest. The demonic energy in his blood is still there, and there is no sign of fading.

During this period, Linghu and Xiaohe often came to see him secretly and gave him some food.

Normally, if you are trapped in the Valley of Thunder, you are not allowed to visit other disciples.

But after all, Xiaohe has a special status, and he and Linghu are not sect disciples.

Although Su Zimo trapped Xiaohe in the big formation before, Xiaohe also took some medicinal pills and got a lot of benefits. In addition, seeing Su Zimo so pitiful, his attitude towards him has already changed greatly.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

In Thunder Sound Valley, Su Zimo opened his eyes and sighed softly.

Still clueless.

If it goes on like this, let alone a year, I am afraid it will be ten years, and Su Zimo can't think of a way.

"It seems that the strong sect of the year is indeed stronger than me."

Su Zimo laughed at himself.

Thinking of this person, Su Zimo took out the black gold silk armor from the storage bag.

There were no other people around Leiyingu, and Su Zimo was not afraid of being peeped. He stood up and used the power of his blood vessels. His blood vessels bulged, his flesh swelled, and his figure skyrocketed.

Su Zimo can clearly feel that the powerful force in the bloodline seems to be able to destroy the world!

It is precisely because of this power that Su Zimo defeated Feng Haoyu who stepped into the Foundation Establishment Realm!

Su Zimo took a deep breath, and with strength in both hands, picked up the black gold silk armor and looked up and down.

Since getting this broken innate spiritual tool, it was the first time that Su Zimo observed it closely and carefully.

This black gold silk armor is very thin and extremely soft to the touch. It is hard to imagine that such a thin piece of inner armor actually weighs 10,000 catties!

Just as Su Zimo was looking at the black gold silk armor, two pages of paper suddenly fell out from the inner armor and fell to the ground.

"Um?"

Su Zimo let out a small yawn, looked sideways slightly, put down the black gold silk armor, and picked up the two pages of paper.

The two pages of paper looked a little old and exuded an ancient atmosphere. One of the pages was still torn, and there were obvious torn marks on the bottom.

On the first sheet of paper, there was a sentence written on it, and on the second sheet of broken paper, it was full of handwriting.

Su Zimo looked at the first page of paper.

"This is a practice technique I obtained in an ancient ruin, called Taixu Thunder Jue. Although it is only a fragment, it contains a volume of the Thunder Sound Washing Sutra and a few more lightning techniques. It is quite powerful. Good people."

Seeing this line of words, Su Zimo's heart flashed a hint of enlightenment.

If he expected it well, the second page of the broken piece of paper should record this Taixu Thunder Art!

And these two pages were left by the strong sect that year!

Su Zimo's expression was complicated, and there was some emotion in his heart.

For so many years, the black gold silk armor has been placed in the spirit tool pavilion, almost covered by dust.

If it wasn't for Su Zimo, who was after the cultivation of the demon, to enter the sect, no one would touch this inner armor at all, nor would they find out the secrets.

Go to the Spirit Tool Pavilion to choose a spirit tool. Every Qi practitioner will choose the one that is useful to him. Who will choose the black gold silk armor?

Qi trainers can't use it.

Even if Jindan Zhenren has practiced the art of refining the body, and his physical body is strong, he cannot despise this broken innate spiritual tool.

But Su Zimo could already refine the low-grade spirit tools by himself. He didn't even care about the spirit tools in the spirit tool pavilion, so he chose such a weird inner armor.

It's purely a coincidence, a mistake.

In this sentence, the last three words "destined people" seem to have more flavor at this time.

Su Zimo smiled.

The temperament of this sect powerhouse is indeed strange.

Although he betrayed the sect, he kept this practice, and he did not choose to stay directly, but used another method.

In fact, Su Zimo had just stepped into the realm of self-cultivation. As for the cultivation techniques in the realm of self-cultivation, he had only come into contact with a Qi Condensation Art.

This sect powerhouse was like that back then.

Trapped in Leiyin Valley, how could he wash away the demonic energy in his body without this Taixu Leijue?

While Su Zimo was thinking about it, the first page of paper in his palm shattered quietly, turned into dust, and floated in the air.

It's been too long, this piece of paper has long been eroded by the years, and turned into powder under the shock of thunder.

It stands to reason that the second torn piece of paper has been around for longer, but at this time, it remains the same.

Su Zimo rubbed it carefully and found that the material of this piece of paper was very special, somewhat rough and flexible. Even after so many years, the handwriting on it was still clearly visible.

Su Zimo looked at the break at the bottom of the piece of paper, his heart moved, and he suddenly pulled the piece of paper with both hands.

Do not move!

Su Zimo is in the form of a demon at this time, and with both hands, even a pseudo-spiritual weapon can be broken.

But this piece of paper is intact!

"Ancient ruins."

Su Zimo recalled a message mentioned by the sect powerhouse and thoughtfully.

From what Senior Xianhe said, Tianhuang Continent has gone through two eras, the first is the Primordial Era, and the second is the Ancient Era.

Since it is an ancient relic, then this Taixu Lei Jue is likely to be a practice left over from the ancient times!

Su Zimo's eyes gradually brightened.

In ancient times, just the piece of paper that recorded this Taixu Lei Jue was so extraordinary, this exercise must also have a great background!

Su Zimo began to look at this piece of paper.

Entering the first line of words, Leiyin washes the marrow meridian!

Seeing these five words, Su Zimo nodded secretly.

Now he is cultivating the pulp cutting chapter in the Secret Tome of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, and now what is recorded on this piece of paper is also a scripture for washing the pulp.

The fusion of the two scriptures is likely to completely solve the hidden dangers in the body!

Su Zimo suppressed his excitement, and in the midst of the rolling thunder, he began to practice the Thunder Sutra.

Many thanks to Li Mo, Li Shao, Yeluohongfengting for the reward~