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Chapter 25 Lightning Strikes the Wood

After more than half a year of air navigation, the ferry finally arrived at the Xuyunzhou area.

For the past six months, Zhuo Yuming has basically lived in simplicity and spent most of his time practicing in the room. After repeated tempering of the spiritual energy in his body, although he is still at the peak of the Nascent Soul in his realm, there are also signs of breaking through to the Cave Xuan Realm.

In addition to his previous life in Yunshang City, he had been in the Nascent Soul Realm for eight years.

At the age of eight, he entered Yunshang City and embarked on the road of practicing Taoism. He built a foundation for one year, condensed liquid for three years, and then cultivated until the golden body was free of leakage. After five years of hard work, he formed the golden elixir of the Great Dao. When the golden elixir was condensed, the golden elixir obtained reached the heavenly level due to his excellent qualifications, which was favored by the head of Qilianshan and was accepted as a personal disciple. Later, he was passed down by Qilianshan. The secret methods of the Tongtian Divine Talisman and the Shenxiao Thunder Method were passed down by Qilianshan. Because the golden elixir is extremely high, in order to lay a solid foundation for the future impact on the earthly realm, Zhuo Yuming spent ten years immersed in the Golden elixir realm. After ten years of hard work, he broke the elixir and condensed the baby.

In short, he is already thirty-eight years old.

The peak of the Nascent Soul at less than forty is enough to be regarded as a genius in both previous life and present. Even in the Zhongshu where stars gather, such qualifications can be ranked among the top ten.

But Zhuo Yuming knew in his heart that his Yunshang City's martial arts were not top-notch. The reason why Yunshang City could stand at the top of the immortal sects in Fuyaozhou was entirely due to the great strengthening of the combat power of the two emperors' magic. Throughout his life, he could at most reach the land fairyland at the limit. As for the realm of heaven and man that all the people in the practice of Taoism were looking forward to, he had no hope.

The master also said back then that if the ancestor could bring out the practice techniques left by the Human Emperor in the palace of the Human Emperor, he would have the confidence to break through to the heavenly beings and stand at the top of the Void Spirit Realm. However, the two major practice techniques of Yunshang City, whether they are the Taiyin Sutra inherited by the Nie family or the three-star technique obtained from the outside world, or the Three-Star Art practiced by Zhuo Yuming in Qilian Mountain, were not at all possible to reach the top of the Heavenly beings. Qilian Mountain also relied on his outstanding talent to cultivate to the peak of the Earth Immortal Realm, and is a rare existence in Yunshang City.

So when he came to the era of the Five Emperors, the first thing he thought of was whether he could go to the Human Palace and obtain a complete inheritance of the Human Emperor Taoism. This was the only possibility that he could think of to reach the Void Spirit Realm. If he really had no chance, if he wanted to become a celestial being, he would have to go to other celestial beings to become a disciple and change his sect. But this was just his last choice. Although there is no Yunshang City in this world now, even Nie Cheng will have to be born after another 10,000 or 20,000 years. But after all, he has lived in Yunshang City for about 30 years and has regarded Yunshang City as his home.

Zhuo Yuming died of his parents since childhood. He lived to be seven or eight years old with the help of neighbors. Later, he met an old disciple of higher generation in Yunshang City who went down the mountain to travel through the small town where he lived. He found that he had a very heavy bones and brought him back to Yunshang City. So in his heart, Yunshang City was his home, and his master's fellow disciples were his family. If he had no choice, he did not want to join the walls of others and throw away the identity label of the disciple of Yunshang City.

"Anyway, let's take a step by step. No matter what, go to Penglai Prefecture first. I will be lucky if I get it, but I will be lucky if I lose it."

Shaking his head and dispelling the distractions in his heart, Zhuo Yuming got up from the bed and pushed open the door of the wing room.

Following the stone path, I walked out of the yard and came to the open space at the front of the "Immortal Island". There were many people gathered to chat in the middle, and some leaned on the railings to enjoy the view of the sea of ​​clouds outside the spiritual shield. There were also some scattered monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, laying a cloth towel, and setting up a business stall. There were also many monks lingering among the vendors and picking. Most of these monks sold some utensils that they could not use for sale, or trade spirit stones, or bartering with things. Some people with low realms and narrow horizons often accidentally got treasures without knowing it, so from time to time, they could occasionally hear news that some people accidentally bought treasures at low prices.

Zhuo Yuming also walked by several vendors casually, and after a rough look, he didn't like anything he liked. He didn't stop until he passed a cloth stall in the corner.

The stall owner was a dark man in black suit. The man had a thick skeleton and a strong body. The bulging meridians on the back of his hands on his knees were swelling, and he was obviously a pure martial artist.

There was a small dark blue curtain in front of the man, which looked like a worthless ordinary cloth. There was not even a decent piece of fairy silk cloth, and the pile of ragged wood placed on it, so a whole morning passed and almost no one stopped in front of him.

The man who lowered his head and closed his eyes to rest felt that someone had stopped in front of him, so he opened his eyes. He looked up at Zhuo Yuming, dressed in a scholar, and said coldly: "This is a piece of lightning strike wood, broken into three sections. Twenty spirit stones, take it if you want, and walk away if you don't."

Zhuo Yuming naturally saw at a glance that this was a lightning-striking wood.

The thunderwood is a tree hit by thunder. Although it looks scattered, it contains rich thunder power, which is of great benefit to the cultivators who practice thunder methods. However, the thunder power retained in different thunder woods is different. The thunder methods that each person cultivates are different. There are also many people who can't bear the violent power of thunder and are backfired by it. Therefore, although the thunder wood is extremely rare, it is difficult to sell at a high price.

The lightning-striking wood that this man put in has been broken into three pieces, and it looks serious. However, because Zhuo Yuming possesses the top thunder technique like the Shenxiao Thunder Method, he can clearly feel that the power of thunder contained in these three lightning-striking wood is extremely abundant. However, the tone of this man's speech is like doing business with others, so inhumane and cold, and he looks like he is keeping people thousands of miles away. The key to doing business is to welcome and send off, and he is kind and happy. You look like you don't want to enter a stranger, and the guest is scared away as soon as you enter.

After a smile, Zhuo Yuming bent down and squatted down, pinched the ragged wood, felt it carefully before slowly speaking: "Brother, you are interested in buying this lightning-striking wood, but twenty spirit stones are expensive. I am only willing to give out fifteen spirit stones. If you are willing to sell them, I will take it."

When the man heard this, he didn't say anything, but lowered his head again and closed his eyes.

Zhuo Yuming was quite helpless when he saw that this man was not willing to bargain. In fact, these three lightning-striking woods were not expensive, but they had been practicing day and night in the past six months. Except for the maids who came to deliver some food every now and then, he almost never spoke to anyone. Seeing the man looking as if he was jealous of words, he deliberately took advantage of the opportunity of bargaining to talk to him. Unexpectedly, the other party simply closed his eyes and saw the guests, which made him quite helpless.

"Forget it, twenty or twenty."
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