Farming in the Immortal Mansion

"Finally arrived at Thunder World Cave!"

Ye Ling looked around and saw purple thunderclouds filling the sky, with lightning falling everywhere. Tianxiang also watched curiously.

Only the demons and the others were frightened.

Little Chun'er was no exception, hiding in the water tank and shivering.

"Master! The sky thunder restrains the ghost cultivator, how about we go back to the wishful bag?"

The devil and the Badeng Gourd Demon did not dare to speak, but the Blue Eyed Golden Toad did not have so many worries and immediately asked Ye Ling for a request.

Ye Ling nodded slightly and grabbed them into the wishful bag, leaving only Feng Juncai, who was possessed by Xiao Chun'er.

Little Chun'er said coquettishly: "Master Mold God, why don't you go in and take shelter for a while?"

Ye Ling said, "You can't! How can I find your lady without you here?"

Little Chun'er almost cried after hearing this. In the thunderous light here, she was trembling with fear, for fear of being struck by lightning.

Tianxiang took out a purple bamboo umbrella from the storage bag, asked Xiao Chun'er to hold it for her, and told him: "This umbrella is made of special material and has lightning protection effect. You just need to stay under the umbrella honestly. Don't worry about being caught." Thunder struck."

Little Chun'er hurriedly crawled out of the water tank, and held up a purple bamboo umbrella while being wet. She followed behind and held an umbrella for Tianxiang, which also protected herself.

After all, in addition to restraining ghost cultivators, the sky thunder here also has a certain influence on demon cultivators. Tianxiang will indeed feel much safer under the umbrella.

Only Ye Ling was not affected by the thunder in this world. He raised his head and looked at the lightning moving in the sky, like a dragon or a snake, like a forbidden air formation. If he flew away in a flying shuttle, the risk would be too great. If you are careful, you will be struck by thunder.

"Let's go on foot! Little Chun'er, aren't you looking for your lady? If you know her general location, tell me quietly. Remember, don't tell her that I'm here!"

"Ah? Oh!" Xiao Chun'er had no choice but to follow the instructions, dispersed his twin corpse Gu, and went to find out the whereabouts of the young lady.

When the three of them walked dozens of miles away and passed through the weeds of the wasteland, their eyes suddenly opened up, and they saw a towering mountain peak with purple thunderclouds on it, which flashed with thunder from time to time, reflecting the more beautiful scenery of the mountain. Towering!

"This mountain must be the Thunder Mountain that Miss mentioned!" Xiao Chun'er held up a purple bamboo umbrella in one hand and pointed at it from a distance with the other.

Suddenly, a rolling mine slid down the mountain. It seemed to be attracted by Xiao Chun'er's breath and ran straight towards it.

Little Chun'er was so frightened that she almost ran away.

Ye Ling used the Purple Thunder Hammer and hit the rolling landmine!

A thunderous explosion was heard, and countless rays of bright purple light filled the air.

Ye Ling used his spiritual consciousness to investigate carefully and found that although the purple thunder hammer blasted away the rolling mines, under the nourishment of the thunder light, part of the thunder spirit energy was still absorbed by the purple thunder hammer and integrated into itself.

Seeing this, Ye Ling nodded with satisfaction: "Well, not bad! The sky thunder of Thunder Fire Refining Mountain can indeed refine my thunder magic weapon. However, rolling mines here are rare, so it is not easy to encounter them. "

Little Chun'er murmured in a low voice: "We'd better not meet him. This thing is too scary! Master Mold God, wait! Where are you going? Are you going to Thunder Mountain?"

Ye Ling responded: "Yes! Didn't your lady say that this is Lei Xiu's holy land for cultivation?"

Little Chun'er said with a bitter face: "But to me, it's definitely not the case! Please forgive me, Mr. Mold God, I think this umbrella can protect you from lightning at the foot of the mountain, but if it goes up the mountain to be tempered by thunder and fire, I'm afraid it won't be able to withstand it. He was immediately killed by the thunder!”