Immortal Clan: My cultivation is the sum of my family's

Three days later.

Above a large swamp in the border area between Qingyun Sect and Yue State.

The originally blue sky was cloudless.

As a result, it took less than an incense stick of time.

Dark clouds rolled in, strong winds blew up, and dull and deafening thunder continued to echo through the sky and earth.

Especially in the sky deep in the swamp, it seemed like a terrible thunderstorm was brewing.

at the same time.

In front of a cave deep in the swamp.

Covered with moss, dark green and tough vines crisscross.

The vast spiritual energy formed a huge vortex and continuously poured into the cave.

Because of the powerful immortal aura emanating from the cave, the spiritual beasts lurking in the depths of the swamp were deterred.

In the dark and damp cave, a large amount of spiritual energy was so dense that it turned into thick mist.

Yang Xiaosheng sat in the air, his long hair fluttering, his robes fluttering, and his whole body covered with brilliant five-colored flames.

After several days of seclusion, he had refined all the spiritual energy in his body into true essence.

In this way, the fluctuations on his body were no longer those of spiritual energy, but rather those of complete mana.

Moreover, with the condensation of the Yin Spirit in the Niwan Palace and the feedback of the true essence in the body.

At this moment, his skin was as white and delicate as jade, without a single flaw, and faintly emitting a light mist.

His entire temperament changed drastically, he looked like a real banished immortal, extraordinary and otherworldly.

"Thunder Tribulation?"

Yang Xiaosheng seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes.

And when his eyes opened and closed, five-colored rays of light burst out.

"According to the records in the classics, after successfully forming a core, a thunder tribulation will befall a cultivator in the Jindan stage. This thunder tribulation contains terrifying destructive power, and even physical cultivators cannot withstand it. They need the power of a magic array or a magic weapon to successfully overcome the tribulation."

Yang Xiaosheng frowned, and with a thought, a storage bag appeared in front of him.

He is only a fourth-grade formation master now. It is obviously unrealistic for him to use the power of a fourth-grade formation to resist the thunder tribulation of the Jindan period.

Therefore, he could only place his hope on the storage bag of the great cultivator in the Jindan stage of Qingyun Sect.

After all, he is a great cultivator in the Jindan stage. Even in an immortal sect like Qingyun Sect, he definitely occupies a place.

In this case, there must be many treasures in his storage bag.

Think of this.

Yang Xiaosheng stretched out a finger, pointed it forward lightly, and injected a stream of magic power into the storage bag.

soon.

Dozens of jade bottles containing elixirs, several jade slips recording spells and secret methods, as well as a broken breastplate and a chipped jade bowl floated in the air.

"That's it?"

Yang Xiaosheng looked disappointed and kept curling his lips.

However, when he saw the chipped jade bowl.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he thought of the rusty broken sword that Xie Baoqing had given him before.

He spread out his palm, and half of the broken sword, still covered with rust, appeared in his palm.

"My previous attempts to inject spiritual energy were unsuccessful. How about injecting true essence?"

Yang Xiaosheng hesitated for a moment, and then five-colored light shone in his palm.

hum!

In an instant.

The broken sword shook slightly, emitting an extremely ancient aura.

At the same time, Yang Xiaosheng clearly felt that the true energy in his body was dissipating at an alarming speed.

"This……"

Yang Xiaosheng's pupils shrank slightly, and a trace of worry appeared on his face.

Although it was only half a broken sword, for some reason, he had a bad feeling.

Less than a quarter of an hour passed.

After feeling that the true energy in his body was still rapidly dissipating, Yang Xiaosheng prepared to stop.

Because without him realizing it, this half of the broken sword had absorbed nearly one-third of the true energy in his body.

He will face the so-called thunder tribulation next. If the true energy in his body is consumed too much, he will probably have no choice but to wait for death when facing the thunder tribulation.

however.

Only when he stopped transmitting his true energy did he realize the seriousness of the situation.

The true energy in his body was lost uncontrollably and was completely absorbed by the broken sword.

Fortunately, it didn't last long and the broken sword finally stopped absorbing.

Wow!

The broken sword shook violently, and the copper rust attached to it began to fall off rapidly.

Just a few breaths.

A broken sword with a straight spine, a texture like emerald jade, and transparent and flawless came into view.

Especially the ancient spiritual patterns engraved on the sword are extremely strange.

To know.

Yang Xiaosheng is now a genuine cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and has also successfully condensed the Yin Spirit.

Even so, he felt dizzy just by looking at the spiritual patterns on the sword for a while longer.

It took him half an incense stick of time to finally come to his senses.

"Although it's just a broken sword, its origin is definitely not simple. If it is reforged in the future and nurtured with true essence, it will definitely become an extremely powerful magical weapon."

Yang Xiaosheng smiled with satisfaction, wrapped the broken sword with his magic power, and swung it casually.

hum!

The broken sword surged out, and ripples appeared out of thin air in front of Yang Xiaosheng.

Then, the broken sword penetrated into the wall easily like a knife cutting tofu and rushed out of the cave.

"This...haha!"

Yang Xiaosheng paused, then burst into laughter.

With such a magical weapon in hand, it should not be difficult to survive the thunder tribulation of the Jindan period!

moment.

To be on the safe side, Yang Xiaosheng held the broken bronze mirror in his left hand and the chipped jade bowl in his right hand, and then put on the broken breastplate that was completely black and had armor plates like dragon scales.

At the same time, he cast the Yin Snake Seal, and the gray mist above his head swirled like a python, filled with a cold aura.

after that.

He then transformed into a five-colored rainbow light and rushed out of the cave, appearing above the swamp shrouded in miasma.

And at this time.

Above the sky covered by dark clouds, a vortex formed that was almost as big as a mountain.

The wind was raging and lightning was thundering.

"The thunder tribulation of the Jindan stage?"

"Today, Yang wants to see the power of this thunder tribulation!"

Yang Xiaosheng slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked up at the magnificent scenery above his head.

next moment.

He began to mobilize the true energy in his body, trying to actively attract the thunder tribulation.

For a while.

His thick long hair danced wildly, his clothes fluttered, and his whole body was enveloped in a dazzling five-colored flame.

At the same time, layers of light waves continued to spread out, stretching for hundreds of feet.

Rumble!

A deafening, dull sound suddenly rang out from the clouds.

not only that.

An extremely destructive aura enveloped the area, heading straight for the Yin Spirit in Yang Xiaosheng's Niwan Palace.

"This thunder tribulation is indeed not simple. Before it even descended, it began to attack Yang's Yin Spirit..."

Yang Xiaosheng snorted coldly and immediately took a nourishing pill that Qi Xiao had given him before.

As the nourishing spirit pill spread in the body, a cool air current rushed straight to the top of the head.

Then it drilled into the Niwan Palace and turned into a mist that attached to the Yin God.

The words have not yet fallen.

The low-hanging vortex in the sky suddenly burst out with countless brilliant five-colored rays of light, illuminating the sky and the earth almost instantly.

Click!

Just as the bottom of the vortex lit up.

A thick five-colored thunder rushed out, carrying a terrifying momentum, and headed straight for Yang Xiaosheng.

"go with!"

Yang Xiaosheng didn't hesitate. With a cold shout, the broken sword suspended in front of him, enveloped by his magical power, shook violently and transformed into a brilliant blue cloud that shot up into the sky...