Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 673: Using Thunder to Refine My Life
Zhang Zhiwei rushed into the thunder. This time he only used the golden light to protect his body and did not use any offensive means. As soon as he entered, the blazing thunder instantly enveloped his whole body.

The powerful heavenly thunder and the protective golden light collided with each other, making a violent low humming sound of metal.

In the tradition of Tianshi Mansion, the Golden Light Mantra is the foundation of practicing thunder magic, so ordinary golden light is often difficult to defend against thunder magic, but Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Mantra is obviously not an ordinary golden light.

His golden light not only contains the principles of Tai Chi's rotation, but also incorporates a lot of personal understanding. It has already undergone a qualitative change and reached a new height, so even when facing thunder, he will not be at a disadvantage.

This was a clash of evenly matched forces, but Zhang Zhiwei did not want this kind of fierce clash. What he wanted was to add a medicinal ingredient to his inner elixir in order to make a further step forward.

So, he slightly weakened the intensity of the golden light that protected his body to let in some thunder. He wanted to try to temper his body with thunder.

This is definitely a dangerous operation.

Although Zhang Huaiyi often uses thunder method to stimulate the meridians, so that he can have a more obvious improvement in a short period of time.

But that was using his own thunder method, which was of the same origin, and was only slightly stimulating.

Zhang Zhiwei is now using the heavenly thunder bred by the natural forces of heaven and earth. It is a thousand times more dangerous than Zhang Huaiyi's operation. He must be cautious.

Zhang Zhiwei used extremely strong control to weaken the protective golden light little by little. Every time it weakened, the heavenly thunder that enveloped him would advance further.

Slowly, his golden light began to break, and traces of violent thunder surged in, but his body-protecting golden light was not completely shattered, so not much thunder came in.

These thunders can have some impact on him, but will not pose a threat to him.

"Zizzizi..."

The purple lightning penetrated into his body. He first felt as if he was pricked by needles, and then his whole body became numb. The feeling was a little strange, and Zhang Zhiwei could hardly describe it, but it was definitely not uncomfortable.

In order to understand the impact of the thunder entering his body, Zhang Zhiwei quickly looked inside himself to find out the reason.

During this process, he did not ask the "National Master" to do anything, but just asked him to stay where he was and not move.

Because just now, he sensed through his heart that the "National Master" guy was getting restless again, and he was muttering in his heart, to make trouble or not, this is the problem.

Zhang Zhiwei still remembered that the last time he faced the thunder from the sky, the "National Master" tricked him, causing him to suffer a loss and suffer serious injuries.

The situation this time is much worse than last time.

Every failure makes one wiser. In order to prevent the "national teacher" from taking risks and doing things that are detrimental to unity, he simply told him not to move. This was both an order and a warning.

The "national teacher" was not stupid, and naturally heard the warning. All of a sudden, it stopped hesitating and gave up the idea of ​​causing trouble. It planned to listen to Zhang Zhiwei and wait and see. If the big-faced thief was really in trouble, it would only take action.

Zhang Zhiwei looked inward and discovered that after entering his body, the heavenly thunders were not in a highly concentrated state as before entering his body, but were dispersing.

Just like a drop of ink falling into the water, the "sparse" elements all spread out, blend into the water, and penetrate into every part of the body.

And during the infiltration process, these thunders are also being consumed.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Zhiwei's body was too tough, these thunders failed to penetrate too deeply and were completely consumed.

"Is this thunder so weak?"

Zhang Zhiwei said to himself that he inexplicably felt that the current scene was a bit like electrotherapy.

But in fact, it was not that the heavenly thunder was not powerful, but that his life cultivation was too high and his body's resistance was strong, so he treated it as electric therapy.

If it were an ordinary person, once the heavenly thunder entered his body, wherever it spread to, he would be turned into powder and charcoal. There would be absolutely no chance of survival. The three disasters are no joke.

Zhang Zhiwei continued to draw the thunder from the sky into his body to temper himself. Slowly, the feeling of the thunder from the sky entering his body changed from the initial tingling and numbness to numbing sensation.

He actually felt a bit sour and refreshing, as if he was getting a massage by a masseur with very strong hands.

Zhang Zhiwei was definitely the first person throughout history to compare the invasion of heavenly thunder to massage. This idea was so shocking that if it were made public, I'm afraid everyone who heard it would be shocked.

After going on for a while, Zhang Zhiwei felt that the current "electrotherapy" was not strong enough, so he thought about it and weakened the protective golden light a little bit to let in more heavenly thunder.

As more and more heavenly thunders entered his body, the previous sourness turned into huge pain, but Zhang Zhiwei's expression and eyes did not waver in the slightest.

At this moment, he was like a calm and decisive king. When external forces invaded his "territory", his body was in danger, and people were frantically making suggestions, which constantly interfered with his judgment, he still controlled everything in his body and mind in an orderly manner, and was not disturbed at all by the disturbing sensory thoughts in his body.

"Although the body reacted strongly, it did not cause any damage to the root cause. Even if some parts were damaged, they were insignificant and could even be considered beneficial."

"These invading thunders are like small hammers, constantly tempering my 'life' and making me more resilient."

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself.

After adapting himself, he continued to increase the dosage. The golden light flickered like a candle flame. Every time it flashed, a purple thunder surged in.

Under the tempering of thunder, blood mist began to appear on his body surface, and the pain in his body became more and more intense, no less than lingchi.

However, he was a person who had already conquered his delusions, and some things about his physical senses were not enough to shake his most subjective thinking.

Zhang Zhiwei's mind remained clear, allowing him to perceive some extremely subtle changes.

He discovered that when the lightning entered his body, it not only tempered his body, but also his soul.

Because his life is one, both sides prosper together and suffer together.

Under the tempering of thunder, the change in 'sex', although not as strong as that in 'fate', was still an intuitive change.

Waves of somewhat chilly aura were forged from his soul by the thunder and were burned to ashes in the thunder.

This scene made Zhang Zhiwei stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was the refinement of the Yin Qi in his "sexuality".

In the spiritual practice world, when praising a person for his talent in spiritual practice, one often uses the phrase “pure yang body” to describe him.

There are countless methods and items such as Pure Yang Gong and Pure Yang Pill in the world of cultivation, which is enough to show the value of the word "Pure Yang" in the world of cultivation.

Everyone is trying their best to make themselves pure yang. In the plot, Zhang Huaiyi gave his grandson Zhang Chulan a masculine aphrodisiac, one of the reasons being that he wanted to preserve his yang energy as much as possible.

Zhang Zhiwei is very "pure yang", which is one of the reasons why he is so unstoppable in his practice.

Similarly, the word "pure yang" can also be used for souls, so there are sayings of "yin spirits" and "yang spirits". Of course, the difference between yin spirits and yang spirits is huge, and it's not just the difference in yin and yang attributes, but that's one of them.

Under the tempering of thunder, Zhang Zhiwei felt that his spiritual power had weakened a lot, but it became tougher and stronger. As he traded quantity for quality, Zhang Zhiwei felt it was a good deal, as he was eliminating the dross and retaining the essence.

"Is this the importance of overcoming the three disasters? To completely cultivate a pure yang body in the midst of thunder?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself as he continued to be tempered by the thunder.

During this process, his hair, sweat glands, etc. were all burned and his body was damaged, but he did not use the Red Hand's ability to heal it.

At this moment, his body inside and out, including his internal organs, was filled with thunder. If he rashly used Red Hand's ability to repair it, Red Hand's Qi would conflict with the power of thunder.

If the Red Hand's Qi is too weak, it will not reach the target and will be destroyed by the thunder.

If Hongshou's Qi is too strong and expels the thunder, then what's the point of tempering?

Therefore, he only used the ability of seventy-two transformations, not to transform into a creature that could withstand thunder, but to adjust his own body structure and make the small world in the human body function in a good direction.

This is just like Dayu controlling the flood. The thunder from the sky is the flood that has invaded every aspect of his body.

As the king of body and mind, he did not consider using various means like divine soldiers descending from heaven to eliminate the flood. Instead, he immersed his mind in it, commanded and governed it in various ways, adjusted his own state, and cleared all the accumulated flood waters, which was equivalent to resisting it with his life alone.

During this process, the "national teacher" is hiding in the small world of the human body, ready to move.

It really wants to be like the Huaishui water monster in Dayu's story of flood control, the prototype of Sun Wukong, and come out to make a big fuss like Wuzhiqi, but it is worried that it will end up like Wuzhiqi.

This is very likely. It is a smart creature and it knows all the methods of the Big-Faced Thief. When Dayu was controlling the flood, Yinglong helped him. When the Big-Faced Thief was controlling the thunder, he might have had external help. It's just that the Big-Faced Thief has no use for it now.

If it were to attack, the Big-Faced Thief would instantly reach his peak state and suppress it.

After thinking for a long time, this "Wuzhiqi" gave up the idea of ​​making trouble and instead helped Zhang Zhiwei adjust his own state.

Since it doesn't want to be Wuzhiqi, and the big-faced thief doesn't have Yinglong to help him, then it will become Yinglong.

When the "national teacher" came to help, Zhang Zhiwei's pressure was instantly reduced.

At this time, he didn't have time to read the "national teacher's" thoughts, so he was a little surprised.

In this situation, it would be fine if this traitor didn't rebel, but why did he come to help? Immediately, he asked the reason.

The "national teacher" put his hands on his hips, straightened his back, and told Zhang Zhiwei that you are the king here, but I am the national teacher here. Since I am the national teacher, what's wrong with helping in times of crisis? ?

It said this with confidence, and its tone could even be described as impolite. This was the first time it had been so arrogant in front of the big-faced thief.

In this situation, Zhang Zhiwei didn't know what to say. After all, the other party's politics were so correct that he could only give a thumbs up and praise him.

In fact, just as the "national teacher" thought, Zhang Zhiwei had reservations.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Of course, he would not just ignore it. He would just be like a lightning rod, welcoming the lightning into his body.

He also had insurance measures. In addition to the layer on his body that acted like a sieve and could filter out some of the golden light from the thunder that was too violent, he also had a reserve measure.

That is the Saint Thief.

The Sage Thief can absorb the natural power of heaven and earth to replenish its lost Qi and restore itself.

The thunder between heaven and earth is, after all, a natural force. If he really can't hold on any longer, he will use the Saint Thief to directly absorb the thunder that has invaded his body as a tonic, just in time to restore his own condition.

But that would mean that he couldn't bear it anymore and the training would be over.

But fortunately, this did not happen.

The terrifying heavenly thunder continuously leaked out from his golden light, like thousands of slender lightning snakes swimming around his limbs and bones, spreading all over his body.

Zhang Zhiwei had turned into a glowing little purple man. When he breathed, thunder gushed out from between his mouth and nose.

With the concerted efforts of the true self and the inner demon, the body, which had been gradually damaged by the hammering of thunder, quickly stabilized and was slowly getting better.

It was so good that he didn't have to stand there and passively endure and resolve everything.

He even had enough energy to move around and began to stretch his body. Every time he stretched his limbs, there was a thunderous sound inside his body.

This was not because he used the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound is a means, a technique, but Zhang Zhiwei did not use any means at this moment. This is the sound that came from his heart and his body unconsciously.

Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just stretching his hands and feet and exercising his muscles. He even felt that the training in his body was not strong enough, and he began to punch in the thunderclouds.

At this moment, on Longhu Mountain, in the Tianshi Mansion, Zhang Jingqing stood in front of the window, looking at the thunderclouds on the top of the back mountain. Although his heart was in turmoil, his face was calm.

Although he couldn't see the specific scene in the thundercloud, he wasn't overly worried.

Thunder magic is the specialty of the Tianshi Mansion. When facing thunder, people from the Tianshi Mansion always seem to be more at ease than others.

This thunder may not kill his evil disciple, but it will definitely make him suffer... he thought to himself.

Of course, if he knew what Zhang Zhiwei did in there, he might not be able to remain calm.

At this moment, on a cliff near the top of the back mountain, Lu Ci was hiding in the crown of a big tree.

In order to watch Senior Brother Zhang's tribulation more clearly, he risked being struck by lightning and moved a long way toward the top of the mountain. He was now the person closest to Zhang Zhiwei.

At this position, he could vaguely see a tall figure reflected in the sea of ​​thunder that was constantly rolling and accumulating purple and white lightning above the dark clouds a hundred feet above the ground. He kept punching, causing the sea of ​​thunder to surge.

Lu Ci's eyes widened and his face turned pale. Just seeing it from the outside was so thrilling. He couldn't imagine what the scene was like inside.

"Heaven and earth are angry, and human power can resist heaven. This is what a real man should do."

But at the same time, Lu Ci felt a little worried. He was not worried about Zhang Zhiwei's safety, but worried that Senior Brother Zhang might become an immortal and ascend to heaven right away! !
(End of this chapter)