C122 A man who controls thunder and lightning (2)

The night had already begun to deepen, lightning and thunder continued to flash in the sky, and in the midst of the heavy rain, Zhao Mingzhe carefully proceeded deeper into the mountains.

Because of Master Xuan Tong's reminder, Zhao Mingzhe did not go to the main vein of Five Fingers Peak, but chose a mountain range at random.

Waiting until they were in a secret location, Zhao Mingzhe repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, and then took out the dozen or so animal core s that Ye Minghua had given him, and took out the blue raw crystal he took away from the Spirit Gathering Pool from his spatial ring.

At this time, Zhao Mingzhe kept thinking back to the records in Duan Wuya's manual and decided to start his first attempt at refining pills.

Initially, Zhao Mingzhe had already thought of refining pills, but because he could only rely on that booklet to feel around, and he didn't have time to find a suitable furnace, this matter had been delayed.

Now, after Zhao Mingzhe was injured, because of the inner demons, he was unable to use his vitality to treat his injuries. He recalled that in the book Duan Wuya had left behind that day, he saw a type of Lightning Strike Coalescing Pill that could not only stabilize his vitality, but also heal his injuries.

The most important thing was that the Lightning Strike Origin Strengthening Pill was just like how Duan Wuya refined the Emotional Gu back then, it could be refined without the use of a cauldron. As long as there was rootless water, combined with the assistance of the cultivator's vital energy, and the power of lightning, it could be successfully refined.

As for rootless water, it naturally referred to the rain in the sky. Right now, there was rain and lightning, in order to quickly recover from his injuries and control the vicious aura in his heart, Zhao Mingzhe had no reason to not try it out.

After choosing a rock that looked like a millstone that had been washed clean by the rain, Zhao Mingzhe used his short sword and dug a small hole on the rock. After that, he controlled the hostility in his heart as he slowly gathered the vitality in his body into his two palms.

According to the records in Duan Wuya's book, Zhao Mingzhe used his palm and began to constantly massage the raw crystal and animal core.

Gradually, along with the sound of "Crack Crack", the raw crystal and animal core shattered into pieces, and gradually fell into the depression in the stone. Zhao Mingzhe's eyes froze, the dagger cut his wrist, and nine drops of blood fell into the pit, at the same time, the rain water along with the blood had already melted the powder.

He let out a breath and with a thought, a light blue spear immediately appeared in his spatial ring. The poker for burning the fire that brought Zhao Mingzhe to this foreign world as well as a long sword that glittered with cold light.

According to the method recorded in the book, Zhao Mingzhe placed the three weapons upside down around the stone pit.

Using the Floating Willow Body Art, Zhao Mingzhe instantly jumped off the boulder. Following which, a dazzling bolt of lightning lit up the sky, followed by the sound of thunder. Three inverted weapons simultaneously produced a buzzing sound.

These three weapons were attached to the lightning, emitting a strange light, lighting up the entire space as if it were day.

Before Zhao Mingzhe could react, there were already three rainbow-like lights flashing within the crater. Soon after, there was a cracking sound as the space once again fell into darkness.

This scene, was merely an instant. If not for Zhao Mingzhe personally experiencing it, he would not have believed that the scene just now truly happened!

Zhao Mingzhe dodged to the front of the rock that had regained its calmness and discovered that the light blue longspear and short rod were not abnormal. Only the ordinary longsword that was pulled in temporarily could not withstand the continuous attacks of the lightning and had already shattered into pieces!

Zhao Mingzhe was afraid that the long spear and short rod would attract lightning again, so he immediately pulled out the two weapons, and the stone the size of a millstone, seemed to have already been grilled by lightning the moment the weapons were pulled out, and directly shattered into powder like the sword!

In his astonishment, Zhao Mingzhe saw three medicinal pellets that were the size of a pigeon egg, emitting specks of light as they fell to the ground.

Delighted, Zhao Mingzhe took the pill and without even looking at it carefully, he stabbed the spear into the ground, bringing along a layer of sand that buried the huge boulder's body. Then, without looking back, he used the Floating Willow Body Art to quickly escape.

Although Zhao Mingzhe was sure that no one noticed him when he came, the lightning and thunder that flashed here just now might have alarmed the experts of North Zen, and regarding the matter of refining the pellets, Zhao Mingzhe did not want anyone else to know about it yet, as a precaution against causing unnecessary trouble!

Not long after Zhao Mingzhe left the place, in the direction of the North Zen, Wu Hui was rushing over with a puzzled look.

Even though it was raining heavily and the wind was howling, Wu Hui's speed was not affected in the slightest.

Within a few breaths, Wu Hui got closer and closer to where Zhao Mingzhe was refining the pill.

However, at this time, Wu Hui stopped. In front of him was the back of a monk. There seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking this monk's path. The rain that was falling from the sky did not fall on the monk's body.

A thought struck Wu Hui and he said:

"Are you going to take the lead?"

A sound of Amitabha rang out, and then, the monk turned around, showing an aged face, neither sad nor happy. Although his eyebrows and beard were already snow-white, they didn't give off a desolate feeling, but rather gave off a peaceful feeling when one looked at this monk.

And this monk was the host of the North Zen, Venerable Xuan Xin!

Wu Hui put his palms together, bowed and said:

"When I was in the sect just now, I could vaguely see a soaring light coming from this side. Could it be that the head of the sect was cultivating here, which caused that phenomenon just now?"

Xuan Xin shook his head and said slowly:

"Amitabha, I came here before you, and didn't see who was concocting the pills here. It caused a phenomenon!"

A surprised look appeared on his face as he subconsciously said:

"Refine pills?"

"That's right, someone must have concocted a medicinal pill here. Moreover, if I'm not wrong, the method used to concoct this medicinal pill is not something that only mortals possess."

As soon as Xuan Xin finished speaking, the expression on Wu Hui's face changed to shock as he subconsciously pointed upwards. After being silent for a while, Xuan Xin nodded his head, and a look of worry flashed past his eyes.

Wu Hui frowned and said:

"Immortals don't look at Immortals, and Immortals don't mean anything to them. This is a saying that has been around for tens of thousands of years." For there to be an expert concocting pills, it might just be an accident, so there is no need for you to worry. "

Hearing what Wu Hui said, Xuan Xin's eyes became even more worried.

"Amitabha, originally, I also thought that it was an accident. "However, when I arrived here, I faintly sensed that although this person's method of refining pills was extremely ingenious, there was a tinge of devilishness to it."

Wu Hui's lips quivered subconsciously as his brows furrowed into the shape of a square.

"The host means that this alchemist might be someone from the demonification? Furthermore, the pills he refined, could possibly be for that one from the Five Fingers Peak... "

"Amitabha, be careful. This matter was only a conjecture, it couldn't be confirmed. Speaking of which, Xuan Tong is still at the Five Fingers Peak's main vein. If something were to happen at that place, it's impossible for Xuan Tong to not have sent a warning. "

Wu Xin had a stern expression as he said:

"The host means that Ancestor Xuan Tong did not truly go into closed-door training, but went to the Five Fingers Peak's main mountain range for that matter?"

Xuan Xin was quiet for a moment, then nodded his head.

"Before Xuan Tong went there, he told me that the matter of the Five Fingers Peak's main vein could no longer be delayed any longer. The final outcome, success or failure, might all depend on one person!"

"Who?"

"Zhao Mingzhe..."