Chapter 117 This, This, This, This!
Yue Shanhe was completely shocked by Huo Yuan's simple and crude breakthrough method.
Who in the past and present has been able to achieve such speed?
With this thought, he became more optimistic about the future of Borrowing Baozong.
As long as Huo Yuan is here, the future of Borrowing Baozong is bound to be limitless.
A first-class sect is indeed just around the corner.
The more Yue Shanhe thought about it, the happier he became, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.
Boom!
There was rolling thunder in the sky, which immediately attracted Yue Shanhe's attention.
I saw electric snakes dancing in the clouds, bright and dark.
boom! ! !
A purple electric snake as thick as the mouth of a cylinder twisted and slashed downwards.
Look at this posture, he is heading straight towards Huo Yuan.
Yue Shanhe was horrified to see it.
"Huo Yuan is only at the Golden Core realm, how could he cause a thunder disaster?"
This situation is simply unheard of.
Generally speaking, only immortals who are said to ascend to heaven will cause thunder disasters.
I have never heard that people in the golden elixir realm must survive the thunder tribulation.
Yue Shanhe looked at Huo Yuan nervously.
"Don't make any mistakes."
Not far away, Huo Yuan was sitting cross-legged on the training platform. He looked up at the falling thunder tribulation without any worries in his heart.
The last time he broke through the fourth level in a row, he also caused this thunder disaster.
At that time, I could carry it with just the Vajra Talisman.
Now that there is another formation to weaken the attack in the protective sect formation, there is really no need to worry.
"This thunder tribulation looks quite bluffing."
Huo Yuan also discovered that the power of this thunderstorm was probably much stronger than the last time.
"It's just a breakthrough to the sixth level of the Golden Core. Is that all?"
This sound fell on Yue Shanhe's ears, like thunder.
What does it mean to break through to the sixth level of the Golden Core Realm?
Breaking through five realms in a row, it’s just here! Are you still letting others live?
If this matter were told, how many people would be ashamed of themselves?
Yue Shanhe showed a helpless smile.
This is what Huo Yuan can do. If it were anyone else, he might have been dancing with joy.
Anyway, in the area of Xiaoxiang Mansion, I have never heard of a Golden Core Realm monk who can break through five realms in a row.
This comparison between people is so irritating.
No wonder Huo Yuan would cause thunder disaster. God must be jealous of him.
While thinking, Lei Lei had already landed next to Huo Yuan.
Huo Yuan flicked his right hand and directly threw out dozens of diamond protective talismans.
These were placed with other monks. Each of these talismans was extremely precious. At this moment, Huo Yuan used them as if they were free of money.
It’s true that no money is required, it’s all about rewards.
Countless Sanskrit words surrounded Huo Yuan like a cocoon.
boom! ! !
Thunder falls.
The sect-protecting formation glowed with a yellow brilliance.
When the thunder landed on the formation, even its speed slowed down visibly.
Not only that, under the action of the yellow withering formation, the power of thunder was weakened a lot.
From the thickness of the cylinder mouth to the thickness of a telephone pole, it can be seen that its power is only less than 50%.
roar! ! !
The thunder roared like a giant python, instantly passed through the formation and struck down towards Huo Yuan.
boom! ! !
Thunder was blocked by the Sanskrit shield, and the two collided with a loud noise.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
A series of shattering sounds came, and the golden light shield formed by Sanskrit words shattered in response.
Sanskrit fragments scattered in all directions, like golden raindrops, falling all around.
After just one encounter, only about half of the golden light shield was left.
On the other hand, the Thunderbolts were weakened by about one-third.
"This thunder tribulation has been weakened so much, why is it still so strong?"
Huo Yuan quickly threw out dozens of pictures again, not feeling distressed at all.
Anyway, he has plenty of these talismans, but he is worried that he has no place to use them.
Crackling!
The thunder smashed into pieces of the shield with a devastating force.
However, Huo Yuan had too many talismans. After 80% of the protective shield was finally dispersed, the power of the thunder could no longer be maintained, and it turned into a bright light and dissipated into the world.
"Phew, it's so dangerous."
Huo Yuan patted his chest and put away the remaining talismans.
"Well?"
Yue Shanhe couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Good risk?
Where is the danger?
At least 20% of the mysterious talisman on your head is left unused!
besides! You still hold dozens of talismans in your hand, do you pretend you can't see them?
He was convinced. Huo Yuan always had an endless supply of treasures in his hands.
Does a person like him really have no background?
Yue Shanhe became more and more suspicious that Huo Yuan was one of those legendary super-powerful young masters who came to visit their remote place.
"Lao Yue, what's wrong with you today? Why are you always stunned?"
Huo Yuan put away the talisman in his hand and looked at Yue Shanhe who was stunned.
"Uh, no, it's okay."
Yue Shanhe smiled.
Anyone who saw Huo Yuan's performance today would probably be surprised for a long time.
"If everything is alright, then Xiaofang and I will continue to build our sect. Some of the elixirs here will be reserved for training disciples in the future."
"These elixirs are all the same as the elixirs I gave you. They have no side effects and you can use them directly."
Looking at the Qiankun bag handed over by Huo Yuan.
Yue Shanhe took it with a smile, "I'll forget it and keep it for my disciples to use."
"We will have more of this stuff in the future, so don't save it."
Huo Yuan was worried that Yue Shanhe would be embarrassed, so he explained, "Besides, there are a lot of elixirs here, so there is no need to save."
"good."
Yue Shanhe nodded, and agreed verbally, but in his heart he was still thinking that he would not need it.
After all, the Jiebao Sect had just started, and there was no source of spiritual medicine at all. How much could there be here?
"Okay, let's do it this way first. I'll go to those sects to settle accounts. I'll be back soon."
Huo Yuan turned around and his figure immediately disappeared from the spot.
Yue Shanhe put away the Qiankun bag in his hand and began to work on the construction of the sect.
Kong Fang was a child after all. He would work for a while and play for a while. Most of the work still had to be done by him.
Quiet room for outer disciples, quiet room for inner disciples, spiritual rice fields, spiritual medicine fields, spiritual wood...
Two hours later.
Yue Shanhe performed a dust removal technique to wipe away all the sweat on his body and the dust on his clothes.
"This spiritual material treasure house is finally completed!"
Looking at the huge palace in front of him, Yue Shanhe felt a sense of accomplishment.
Although there were only nine floors, he left the foundation for future construction. As long as Huo Yuan wanted to expand, he could continue to build upwards.
"Next, just sort and place these spiritual medicines."
Yue Shanhe took out the Qiankun bag left by Huo Yuan and walked towards the spiritual material treasure house.
"Do you need my help?"
Although Kong Fang wanted to play, he was still quite discerning when it came to something.
"No, it's just a few spiritual medicines, I can do it myself."
"Then don't regret it!"
Kong Fang looked at Yue Shanhe with a sly look.
"Regret?"
After all, Yue Shanhe had lived for decades. When he heard Kong Fang say this, and thought about the other party's treasure hunting skills, he immediately realized the problem in his heart.
Is there something wrong with the Qiankun bag left by Huo Yuan?
He separated a trace of his spiritual consciousness and quietly explored the Qiankun bag.
The Qiankun bag was filled with dense spiritual medicines piled up like a mountain, at least hundreds of thousands.
"Ah! This, this, this..."