The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

You reap what you sow.

Perhaps it was because the thirty people worked together to overcome the "heavenly tribulation" and gained the recognition of this secret realm. In short, almost everyone got the opportunity afterwards.

Feeling my own strength and seeing that all my friends have gained something, I feel very happy.

He knew that his cultivation had indeed broken through to the Mahayana stage, but the "thunder tribulation" was actually just the three most powerful thunder tribulations simulated by the secret realm, which was considered as an advance performance for him.

In fact, the Mahayana period thunder tribulation consists of ninety-nine thunder tribulations, which means that one needs to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations before one can be considered to have completed the merits and become a genuine Mahayana cultivator.

However, Su Mingxian was not discouraged.

Being able to experience the thunder tribulation in advance is already a great opportunity. Moreover, these are the three most powerful and representative thunder tribulations recorded in the world of cultivation. It is truly a blessing.

After all, it is almost impossible for these three thunder tribulations to appear at the same time.

Just the insights gained from it will bring countless benefits to Su Mingxian's future cultivation and understanding of the Tao.

Su Mingxian has gained the greatest opportunity because of his talent, hard work and sense of responsibility.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to look for rare treasures, but instead paid attention to his companions, observing the environment and protecting everyone.

In the team, the opportunities obtained by those with natural spiritual roots are in perfect harmony with their own spiritual roots, as if they were tailor-made for them.

One cannot help but sigh: those with natural spiritual roots are indeed the chosen ones of heaven, blessed by God.

Pu Yiqi's thunder spirit body is like a dazzling star in the secret realm, shining brightly. Especially when he assisted Su Mingxian in "overcoming the tribulation", his comprehension of the great way of thunder has reached a higher level, and his use of thunder spiritual power is as skillful as using his fingers and arms.

The moment Su Mingxian successfully "overcame the tribulation", the surging thunder spiritual power in Pu Yiqi's body was like a flood that broke through a dam, directly triggering the remaining thunder power in the secret realm.

Crack!

A purple thunderbolt, like an indestructible sword, fell from the sky and struck straight down from the sky above the secret realm.

This time, the thunder not only did not hurt Pu Yiqi, but instead penetrated into his body like a refreshing rain after a long drought.

Pu Yiqi was still thinking about how to use this heavenly thunder to temper his body, but the thunder spirit root in his body burst out with great power and swallowed the heavenly thunder in one gulp.

Pu Yiqi was dumbfounded.

He didn't know that his Thunder Spiritual Root was actually a foodie!

At this moment, a net of lightning quickly gathered above Pu Yiqi's head.

When the other teammates saw this, they immediately realized that this was Pu Yiqi's opportunity.

Everyone immediately flew away, leaving this lightning area to Pu Yiqi.

One after another, bolts of lightning penetrated into Pu Yiqi's body, leaving his companions stunned - is this the horror of the thunder spirit?

At this moment, Pu Yiqi was like a glutton, devouring the heavenly thunder madly and greedily.

Pu Yiqi cried.

But there are no tears.

Such a crazy thunder, not to mention tears, even the blood was burned dry by the thunder.

His companions watched helplessly as Pu Yiqi was struck by lightning from the inside out in all directions, almost turning into a roasted suckling pig that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

That wasn't all. As Pu Yiqi's silky black hair turned into a burnt afro, a "puff!" sounded. Someone couldn't help but laugh, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Hahaha!

This time, no one could hold back, and the whole space was filled with everyone's laughter.

Pu Yiqi naturally heard the laughter as well, and looked at his companions with resentment in his eyes - this time, he had lost both his dignity and face.

Pu Yiqi was in both pain and happiness.

His body was in pain, his appearance was embarrassing, his spiritual power was increasing rapidly, and even the spiritual roots in his body had reached 100% purity, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

Dense lightning nets intertwined, and the purple-gold lightning snakes kept rolling and roaring, and every swing of their tails caused the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to vibrate violently.

Pu Yiqi, with his funny afro, sat cross-legged, practicing his skills seriously, trying to temper the heavenly thunders that were rushing into his body.

His robes rustled in the thunderous wind, and beneath his exposed skin, the lavender spiritual veins pulsated like a dragon, which was the strange phenomenon that appeared after the thunder spirit body had gone through thousands of trials and tribulations.

The first round of nine heavenly thunders broke the shackles of Pu Yiqi's spiritual roots, allowing the original thunder spiritual roots to transform into the clear and transparent Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Roots as clear as glass amid crackling sounds - the purity of the spiritual roots actually reached 100%.

At this moment, Pu Yiqi clearly felt that the thunder-attributed spiritual energy around him instantly became more than ten times denser.

It's not an illusion, but my affinity with thunder spiritual power has reached 100%.

In other words, from today on, even if Pu Yiqi does not practice, his spiritual roots will always absorb the thunder spiritual power in the air.

The nine heavenly thunders of the second round continuously tempered and removed the impurities in the spiritual body, cleansing Pu Yiqi's mixed spiritual power accumulated through years of hard practice. His spiritual body became so transparent that it could reflect the light and shadow of the clouds, and even his breathing was accompanied by subtle thunder.

Now, Pu Yiqi has become a walking "lightning rod". No matter who walks next to him, they cannot absorb any thunder spiritual power from him.

The nine heavenly thunders in the third round acted as a catalyst to detonate Pu Yiqi's potential. The bottlenecks in his cultivation were broken one after another. He soared all the way from the early stage of refining the void, and continued to break through to the middle stage, late stage, and great perfection of refining the void.

Finally, he broke through the barrier of the fusion stage in one go. His aura was as powerful as a raging sea, and he broke through all the way to the great perfection of the fusion stage before being stopped by the barrier of the tribulation stage.

Pu Yiqi was not greedy. Being able to break through six small realms and one big realm in succession was already far beyond his expectations.

Pu Yiqi knew that haste makes waste. He needed to spend some time honing his skills, compressing, refining, and purifying his spiritual energy to solidify his foundation.

The Su family's teacher repeatedly reminded us to take every step steadily.

Pu Yiqi finished the exercise directly.

At this moment, the last trace of heavenly thunder condensed in the center of the calamity cloud hung three inches between his eyebrows, shaped like a condensed thunder bead, exuding a luster of destruction and vitality intertwined.

Pu Yiqi's eyes were fixed, and his hands formed the closing seal of "Nine Heavens Thunder Art". The divine thunder root in his body was running at high speed, forming an invisible gravitational field, trying to absorb the last power given by heaven and earth into his body.

At the moment when the lightning bead touched the spiritual light between his eyebrows, something strange happened.

The heavenly thunder exploded without any warning. It was not a violent impact, but turned into thousands of tiny lightning patterns, which intertwined into a mysterious magic circle in the void.

In the center of the magic circle, a small black dot the size of a mustard seed suddenly appeared. As soon as it appeared, it greedily absorbed the thunder power scattered in the air and expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye - ten feet, thirty feet, a hundred feet.

But in the blink of an eye, a majestic giant beast had occupied half of the sky.

That was a Thunder Prison Qilin.

It has a lion's head, dragon's horns, a deer's body, and an ox's tail, and its entire body is covered with dark golden scales. Each scale is engraved with ancient lightning patterns, flowing with the luster of thunder that can destroy the world.

Its body was surrounded by purple-black annihilation thunder, and the void was slightly distorted wherever it passed. Its four hooves stepped on the clouds, and every step stirred up thunder flowers in the sky.

The most frightening thing was its eyes, which were like two burning thunder cores, with lightning bursting out when they opened and closed. A roar that shook the universe burst out of its mouth, which directly attracted the remaining calamity clouds above the nine heavens. Countless thunders exploded in response, resounding through the sky, as if to shatter the sky.

Pu Yiqi only felt a heat in the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows, and the consciousness of the Thunder Prison Qilin had already poured in like a tide, carrying the majesty and vicissitudes unique to the ancient mythical beast.

No words or contract runes were needed. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Root in his body and the thunder power around the Qilin produced a blood-like resonance. The pure thunder-attribute energy in his spirit body flowed spontaneously, intertwining with the Qilin's breath.

This is——the companion beast!

Pu Yiqi frowned slightly, not knowing why he and this 'Thunder Prison Qilin' did not need the assistance of blood dripping or contract formations, and they just made a contract like this.

At this moment, the same thunder mark appeared between the eyebrows of the man and the beast at the same time - that was the blood contract witnessed by the laws of heaven and earth.

Pu Yiqi could clearly sense the vast power like a sea of ​​thunder in Qilin's body, and the Thunder Prison Qilin also recognized this human cultivator who had been tempered by heavenly thunder and had pure spiritual roots through the contract.

When the last ray of lightning pattern merged into each other's sea of ​​consciousness, the calamity clouds completely dissipated, the sky light shone, and the Thunder Prison Qilin leaned over and roared softly, its huge body trembling slightly in the thunder, paying ancient respects to its new contract master.

Pu Yiqi slowly stood up, and lightning flashed around him, shining brightly with the Qilin's thunder power. His cultivation in the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage became more stable with the blessing of the power of the contract.

He looked at the ancient mythical beast in front of him, a relieved smile on his face - this tribulation not only transformed him, but also gave him the company of this mythical beast, and his immortal path would no longer be mundane from then on.

It was also at the moment when the thunder mark was successfully made that Pu Yiqi received a piece of information - this majestic Thunder Prison Qilin was actually Pu Yiqi's companion beast.

Pu Yiqi carefully observed the mythical beast in front of him, the "Thunder Prison Qilin", with which he had signed a contract.

His body was surrounded by heavenly thunder that was as powerful as destroying the world. His roar seemed to be able to shatter the sky and trigger nine-day thunder that resounded through the clouds.

"Can't you become a little smaller?" Pu Yiqi thought about it and asked. He couldn't carry the hundred-foot-tall "Thunder Prison Qilin" with him wherever he went.

How can I go out then?

"Of course!"

The cheerful voice of "Thunder Prison Qilin" came. It had finally found its little master, so naturally it would do whatever the master said.

Then, everyone felt that their eyes suddenly lit up, and the huge figure had disappeared, revealing the bright blue sky and white clouds.

Everyone blinked and looked at the Thunder Prison Qilin, which was squatting on Pu Yiqi's shoulder and was as big as a newborn kitten, with shock in their eyes.

Isn’t the contrast too great?

The point is, Pu Yiqi is a handsome guy, but there is a cute little animal the size of a palm lying on his shoulder. Isn’t it - a bit strange?

Just when everyone was attracted by the contrast of the Thunder Prison Qilin suddenly shrinking from a hundred-foot giant beast to the size of a palm and rubbing affectionately against Pu Yiqi's shoulder, only Rong Zhimo's eyes were fixed on the breeze brought by the movement of the strange beast.

The wind was not like the ordinary air currents in the secret realm. It carried the extremely fast shrinking of the "Thunder Prison Kirin" and flowed repeatedly in front of his eyes, engraving every inch of its trajectory into his mind.

After all, Rong Zhimo is an unparalleled genius who possesses a heavenly wind spiritual root and has an astonishing ability to comprehend.

The movements of the "Thunder Prison Kirin" were as fast as lightning, like a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, it shrank from a hundred feet in size to the size of a palm, and appeared directly on Pu Yiqi's shoulder like a ghost. This series of movements stirred up the surrounding - wind!

Rong Zhimo seemed to be drawn by a mysterious invisible force, and at that moment he grasped the rhythm of the wind.

Rong Zhimo seemed to be under a spell and was immersed in the understanding of the way of wind.

And when no one noticed, he had already involuntarily walked slowly and step by step towards the eye of the storm deep in the secret realm.

Su Mingxian was the first to notice Rong Zhimo's abnormality.

However, feeling Rong Zhimo's condition, Su Mingxian was still surprised. This was - enlightenment!

People who are in the process of enlightenment cannot be interrupted.

Su Mingxian immediately sent a voice message to remind everyone: "Zhi Mo is experiencing enlightenment! Gao Wei, Gao Cheng, and Yi Qi, you protect everyone and go find opportunities. I will follow Zhi Mo and protect him."

"Okay, go ahead!" Su Gaowei and the other two agreed in unison. After all, they had all gained considerable opportunities, and their ability to help protect the others was still quite good.

Especially Su Gaowei and Su Gaocheng, both of them have broken through to the Mahayana stage.

After everything was arranged, Su Mingxian followed Rong Zhimo not too far away, all the way to the eye of the storm, and then stopped with Rong Zhimo.

Looking at Rong Zhimo who was in the eye of the storm, Su Mingxian smiled.

Although this is the eye of the storm, the wind is unusually gentle, like a kind old man. Only that special breeze, like a dancing fairy, lingers.

Rong Zhimo sat cross-legged subconsciously, with spiritual light flickering around him, like the bright stars in the night sky, and his consciousness was like a clear spring, completely immersed in the rhythm of the wind.

He seemed to see the graceful figures as the wind swept through the mountain stream, like fairies playing in the mountains;

The freedom and unrestrainedness when breaking through the clouds is like an unbridled wild horse galloping across the sky;

The swiftness of the thunderous energy was as fierce as thunder, like an angry dragon roaring in the clouds...

Thousands of wind forms finally converged into a transparent rhyme of Tao, like a bright moon hanging high in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly understood as if he had been enlightened, and murmured softly: "This is - the rhythm of the long wind."

Before he finished speaking, the eye of the storm suddenly began to boil like a lit powder keg.

Countless green light spots gathered from all directions like a group of frightened birds, surrounding him like stars.

Finally, these cyan light spots condensed into a cyan light cocoon, wrapping him tightly inside.

Inside the light cocoon, the wind spirit root in his dantian was shaking violently like a disturbed dragon. The originally mixed spiritual energy was cleansed by the long wind and turned into a clear stream like a transparent and pure green spiritual vein - the purity of the wind spirit root reached 100%!

Rong Zhimo felt something in his heart, and his spiritual root was transformed into the "Xiaoyaofeng Spiritual Root"!

Before Rong Zhimo could finish his sigh, the spiritual energy around him surged into his body like a surging wave, rushing through his tendons and veins and into his dantian...

The aura around Rong Zhimo surged like a volcanic eruption, and a faint shadow appeared on his body. His speed was so fast, like lightning across the night sky, and the slightest movement seemed to merge with the wind.

Ride the wind!

It's really like the wind blowing by, leaving no trace!

At the moment when Rong Zhimo broke through, a clear cry came from the sky.

A green shadow cut through the sky, it was the one destined to be bound together - the Wind Howling Kite.

The wings of the Wind-Howling Kite spread out to nearly ten feet, with wind patterns flowing on its wings. After circling three times, it landed in front of Rong Zhimo. There was both the arrogance of a newly awakened spiritual intelligence and recognition of the spiritual power of the same origin in its eyes.

Rong Zhimo was enlightened and realized that this was the perfect time to sign a contract.

Rong Zhimo raised his hand without hesitation and bit his fingertip, and a drop of heart blood containing his life essence floated out.

He drew blood and essence from his fingertips, sketching the ancient contract runes in the air while silently chanting the formula: "With my blood, I bind your soul; with my spirit, I bind your spirit; we live and prosper together, and we suffer together."

As the incantation flowed, the essence and blood turned into blood-colored lines, winding like a living thing and flying towards Feng Xiaolingyuan's eyebrows.

The Wind Howling Kite flapped its wings slightly, without any resistance - it could sense that the other party's newly evolved Free and Easy Wind Spirit Root was of the same origin as its own, and it could also sense the harmless binding power in that essence and blood.

The moment the blood-colored lines touched its brow, Feng Xiao Ling Kite let out a clear cry, and the wind around it surged. The green spiritual light and the blood-colored lines merged, turning into a beam of light that shot up into the sky.

At the same time, a warmth rose between Rong Zhimo's eyebrows, and an invisible thread extended from the depths of his soul, closely connecting with Feng Xiaolingyuan's consciousness.

He could clearly sense Ling Yuan's joy and recognition at the moment, and Feng Xiao Ling Yuan also used the power of the contract to absorb the spiritual energy of the wind that had broken through and dissipated. When its wings flapped, it actually stirred up a gale for hundreds of miles and rolled up clouds all over the sky.

As the beam of light dissipated, Feng Xiaolingyuan rubbed Rong Zhimo's shoulder affectionately.

From then on, Rong Zhimo, who possessed the Xiaoyao Wind spiritual root, and Feng Xiao Lingyuan, who controlled the strong wind, became true partners who shared weal and woe. With just a thought, they could ride the wind together and soar into the sky.