Perfect World

This is a season of harvest, and it is also a fulfilling day. The little one is practicing every day, full of energy, and feeling happy every day.

In addition, in his spare time, he would visit many of his fellow disciples, have a big meal together, and then let Maoqiu steal some jars of old wine from the elders, and drink together, which was very pleasant.

This was a happy time. No matter how many years passed, he would never forget it and keep it in his heart.

Many years later, even though many people were no longer alive, he could still clearly recall their voices, faces, and smiles.

"Brother, you lost again, drink."

It was a night full of laughter and laughter. A group of people were drinking heavily. Even some senior sisters were vomiting the smell of alcohol and their faces were flushed. They were more delicate than flowers.

In the distance, Elder Xiong Fei's roar came: "Damn it, who stole my medicinal wine again? Don't let me catch him!"

During this period, he was also accompanied by the curse of Elder Zhuo Yun, which made him even worse. There were only a few jars of old wine left in the cellar, and they were all looted.

In response to this, a group of young men and women all laughed, their faces flushed, and they drank happily, feeling extremely happy.

"Oh, we have to say goodbye. I don't know when we can meet again. Junior brother, please take care."

"Senior brother, senior sister, take care of yourself too!"

This is not the first time to say goodbye. In the past month, some important disciples of Butian Pavilion have disappeared and been sent elsewhere.

Parting is always sad. Although the wine was intoxicating and they drank happily, they were still melancholy and full of reluctance in the end. After all, they had lived here for many years.

"Sooner or later we will be back!"

Another group of senior brothers and sisters left, leaving the familiar Butian Pavilion and heading to an unfamiliar area to avoid the catastrophe that might befall them.

The little one didn't know how many groups of people were sent away, and the genius camp was mostly empty. The disciples of the old monster were almost missing, with only a limited number of people left.

"Junior brother, when will you leave?"

"I'm still practicing thunder skills here, and I will leave when I have achieved certain achievements." Xiao Budian replied. He hoped that Qingfeng would leave as soon as possible, but Qingfeng refused and waited for him to go with him.

Then, he started another pass.

"Boom"

The sound of thunder was astonishing, and the lightning and light intertwined on the Lingshan Mountain, like waterfalls falling down one after another, piercing through the small protective runes and hitting him. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and he flew up and fell down the cliff.

With a bang, even his body, which was as powerful as him, couldn't bear it. He felt severe pain all over his body. His bones seemed to be broken, and a deep human-shaped pit was created on the ground.

"Senior, be gentle." He grinned.

"If you want to learn the law of thunder, you must understand it with your heart and feel it with your body. How can you understand the true meaning and mystery of it without experiencing the baptism of thunder?"

Ancestor Mu Yan's beard and hair were like steel needles. He was very powerful and showed no mercy at all. His palms glowed, and another string of thunderbolts flew towards him, knocking the little ones away.

The ground was directly blown to pieces, and tens of thousands of kilograms of boulders were turned into powder.

The little one howled miserably, this was really a hellish ordeal. A while ago, he was just enlightened, comprehending the essence of thunder spells, but now he has practiced it for real, and he has been repaired badly.

"I use my heart to sense it!" Xiao Dodian insisted, fighting against Lei Zu. His body glowed, golden runes flashed, and a Suan Ni emerged, roaring, and rushed forward.

"It's improved than before, but it's not good yet. It has never reached your ultimate state!" Ancestor Mu Yan said, and when he opened his mouth, a river of thunder rushed towards him.

With a bang, the Suan Ni split open, and then exploded into pieces. Golden electric light flew, razing the mountain forest to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

"Thunder and lightning represent violence and destruction, and are one of the most powerful offensive techniques. However, it also has life and breeds new life. Now you only know its destructive side."

Mu Yan said, bathing in the thunder light, his aura became stronger and stronger, as if there was a real vitality, and then he was blasted with thunder and lightning again.

"I am always being bombarded. Of course I can only feel its destructive side." The little boy screamed and resisted with all his strength. A pair of small arms turned into gold, and lightning struck forward one after another.

However, the realms are far apart. One is one of the few masters of Butian Pavilion, known as the ancestor, and the other is just a child. How can he be an opponent.

As a result, he flew away again, was struck by lightning, and was covered in black smoke, his hair stood on end, and the smell of meat wafted from his body.

"It smells so good." In the distance, the bald man gloated and licked his mouth, wanting to take a bite.

"It really smells good. I really want to take a bite." The big red bird said the same thing, and for once they had a rare similar point of view.

"boom!"

The little guy came across the sky, harnessing the lightning, like a golden god of thunder, and fired eighteen rays of lightning in a row, all of which fell on them.

"Ouch..."

The two birds screamed strangely, their feathers exploded, their bodies were burnt black, they flew up horizontally, white smoke emitted from their bodies, and then they began to twitch.

"It hurts me so much!"

A stone was rolling around on the ground beside them. It was the God-killing Stone. Although it was hit by the lightning, it was obviously not in severe pain. The two birds were so angry that they bit it together.

"Aww..."

In the distance, the little boy screamed in pain again. This was the worst time since his debut. Even the ghost master was not so domineering when he dealt with him. Now he was being violently bombarded and hit by many electric lights.

If an ordinary person had been struck by lightning and completely shattered, even he would be in extremely severe pain, and his body would smell like it was burning, as if it was about to be cooked.

This is a kind of purgatory-like experience, endless, and there has never been a moment when he was so eager to end the practice as soon as possible. It was really too painful.

"You have great talent, but it's not good to win all the way without losing," said Patriarch Mu Yan.

little guy:"……"

He really didn't know what to say, and finally couldn't help shouting: "I'm here to learn the art of thunder, not to be defeated. I will sing all the way through my life and always be invincible!"

"Very good, full of faith, and the tenacity to become the strongest, let's give it another blow."

With a bang, dozens of lightning strikes struck him to the ground like a wave. The little boy screamed, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling. His whole body was in severe pain. As soon as he opened his mouth, lightning sprayed upward from his stomach.

This kind of torture, this kind of severe pain, made him feel like he was broken. It was so painful.

In this way, he was bombarded from morning until evening, before Lei Zu Muyan let him go and told him not to slack off and go to the Sutra Pavilion to read ancient scriptures.

The little boy was miserable, his whole body was burnt black, his hair was standing on end, only his big eyes were bright, the rest of him was like coal, and he was almost unrecognizable.

The big red bird and the two bald guys greeted him, but they were dismissed by him with a dark face, because these two guys were obviously gloating about his misfortune and seeing him embarrassed.

"Hey, isn't this our naughty kid who is so powerful and famous all over the world?" Huo Ling'er came over. He was graceful and graceful. He had obviously heard the rumors and learned that the little one was being repaired today, so he came over to watch the fun.

"Don't mess with me!" As soon as the little one opened his mouth, black smoke came out of his mouth and he was swaying when he walked. He was really tortured.

"Hahaha, why am I so happy? What's wrong, someone roasted me? Did I eat too much roasted seeds on weekdays? I got retribution today." Huo Ling'er's skin is snow-white, her hair is black, and her eyes are very spiritual. , her bright red lips were biting her teeth, and she was smiling forward and backward. Her snow-white neck, plump chest, slim waist, and slender legs formed a set of alluring curves.

"Big fat man!" The little one glared at her.

The laughter stopped suddenly. Huo Ling'er hated these three words the most, and said angrily: "Everyone, hurry up and deal with him together!"

This time, she came prepared and contacted a group of little sisters, preparing to give the naughty child a lesson while he was injured.

For a moment, the runes were flying around, the glow was shining, and the little one was drowned. A group of female disciples laughed and helped Huo Ling'er teach him a lesson.

The big red bird and the second bald man were very unloyal. They ran away without taking any action and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Roar……"

With a roar, a Suan Ni was extremely powerful and majestic. Its body was covered with golden clouds, shattering all the runes. Then it opened its big mouth and spit out lightning, rushing in all directions.

Suddenly there was a scream, and everyone was surprised. The little one who suffered severe injuries was even more terrifying than usual, extremely powerful, with thick lightning, and instantly knocked over many female disciples.

If this were a real fight, they would all be destroyed.

The fact is that the naughty boy was beaten for a day, and his body was filled with lightning, which was put in by Lei Zu Muyan. It has not been discharged yet, so he took this opportunity to release it completely with a thunderous strike.

Huo Ling'er wanted to escape, but he was caught up by the naughty kid, knocked down directly, and looted wantonly.

Until the cruel child left, Huo Ling'er was still screaming, so angry that she suffered a loss every time, which made her angry.

"Junior sister, hurry up and change your clothes." A senior sister came over and reminded her in a low voice that the other people also looked at her strangely.

"What's wrong?" Huo Ling'er was confused.

Suddenly, she turned around quickly and let out a scream, gritting her teeth.

Today, she was wearing a long white dress, with her skirts fluttering in the wind. She was otherworldly, like an immortal who was about to ride on the wind, and had a kind of otherworldly beauty.

However, at this time, her upturned and plump buttocks were marked with a row of small black paw prints, which were very neat.

"Damn naughty kid!" She was extremely embarrassed.

After the little thief knocked her down, he slapped and beat her randomly. Only this area was the most obvious, with black claw marks standing out. At this time, she felt a burning pain.

Huo Ling'er went crazy, but...she couldn't beat that naughty kid. She tried to deal with him several times, but was knocked down. The guy was a bastard.

"Big fat man, if you fight with me, you are still no match." In the distance, the little boy muttered to himself and limped to the Sutra-Tiding Pavilion.

He was badly punished by Lei Zu. He is still in severe pain all over his body and it is difficult to walk. However, he has not slackened off and still obeyed the instructions and came here to read the scriptures.

It was obvious that this place was much empty, and more than 90% of the bone books had been moved away and shipped elsewhere.

"Look, take a look. After a few months, you will have seen the entire Sutra Pavilion, and that's all that's left." Mr. Liu said with a kind smile.

"Thank you, old man." The little one was moved. Apparently Liu Laoqi left the scriptures he had not finished reading and had other scriptures moved away first.

"Thank you, I didn't waste time for you. It's just that when they came to pick up the books, I tried my best to select the books you had read. However, several magical powers were taken away, and those are the most precious things. , you can’t leave it to the end, you can learn it again when you have the opportunity. And I also think that it is enough for you to practice thunder skills, which are stronger than those magical powers."

The little one bared his teeth and couldn't sit down even if he wanted to. He stood and read scriptures and flipped through the bone books.

"Why is it so miserable?" Liu Zu smiled. He was very kind and had completely different personalities from Lei Zu.

"Oh, I was dealt with badly. I haven't suffered a single defeat since I was born, but I almost got beaten to death today." The little boy sighed, his little face wrinkled and dark.

Old Liu couldn't help laughing, and said: "He is also doing it for your own good, so that you can feel the breath of life in thunder and lightning. You should not only know how to destroy. If you want to sublimate the thunder technique, you must understand all the secrets. Don't worry, Mu Yan Although he has a strong personality, a fiery temper, and is as thunderous as lightning, treating you like this will definitely bring you great benefits."

In the next month, the little one screamed and wailed loudly every day, attracting all the disciples of Butian Pavilion to come and watch. The process of the cruel child being dealt with is particularly "eye-catching", more exciting than watching beautiful women, and it has become a vague sight.

The little boy was really depressed. Why was he always being beaten? If he could beat Mu Yan, he would definitely pounce on him and bite him twice.

Of course, in the process of being beaten, his understanding of thunder and lightning did advance by leaps and bounds, and he finally touched another secret and captured a glimmer of life.

But it's very weak, still not obvious, and you can only feel it vaguely if you feel it carefully.

"What, you touched that ray of life?" Lei Zu Muyan was shocked when he heard this.

"What's wrong?" The little one was confused. This old guy beats himself every day. Doesn't he claim that he must have realized this kind of vitality? Why is he still making such a fuss?

Soon, Mr. Liu, who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion, was also alerted. He rushed over and said with a trembling voice: "Can you really capture a trace of life in the thunder and lightning? What a miracle, it is indeed a divine talent!"

"What's the point? Didn't you ask me to work hard to sense it? I am struck by lightning every day and I have to find a way to save my life. It seems that I have touched a trace of that aura." Xiao Budian said.

"There is hope in the future that the Suppression and Teaching Treasure Technique will be completed." Old Liu sighed and patted his head dotingly.

Lei Zu Muyan's face turned red and he kept nodding.

The little boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he roared at Lei Zu, saying: "You couldn't have felt it yourself, but you beat me up all day long and let me experience it?"

The naughty kid is really angry. This is really bullying.

"Your talent is better than mine, and it's incredible." Lei Zu's face turned red.

"You are so hateful!" The little one jumped and wanted to rebel.

As a result, there was a click, and a ray of lightning descended, drowning him. He was electrocuted and screamed in pain. Electricity was sprayed from his mouth and nose, and he could no longer scream.

"If you have talent, you must cherish it. It is difficult for others to experience the vitality in the destructive thunder and lightning. Now you have planted a seed. In the future, your achievements in the law of thunder will be unlimited, and you can become the most powerful!" Mr. Liu said.

"In a few days, when there is a thunderstorm, I will take you to catch the Thunder Tribulation Liquid. It is the divine liquid that takes over the creation of heaven and earth. It will be of great benefit to you." Lei Zu said.

Since the little one could vaguely sense it, Mu Yan thought maybe he could give it a try. In the past, it took him a long time and suffered heavy losses to forcefully capture just one drop and sacrifice it to the old vine.

It's different now. The naughty boy has actually touched that level. Maybe he can grab another drop in a thunderstorm.

When Liu Zu heard this, he showed a solemn look. He knew that Lei Zu wanted to fight for his life, how could the divine liquid be so good? Maybe it will be destroyed both physically and mentally.

"You must remember Mu Yan's kindness." Mr. Liu sighed, because doing so may cost your life at every turn. Leizu Muyan wants to help this child.

Xiao Bu nodded, feeling the seriousness of this matter and not daring to say anything nonsense.

It hurts so much. The naughty child who was struck by lightning howled in pain and begged for a guaranteed monthly pass.