Primordial Heavenly Thunder Skill Canon?!
Qi Xiu’s eyes trembled in shock. He hadn’t expected that this bald, bearded man with an obscure aura and unassuming appearance—this Dharma Spirit—was in fact the manifestation of the Sect’s True Scripture.
No wonder his Deep Blue Taoist Robe looked so familiar...
Yet, beyond the astonishnt, a hint of suspicion flickered in Qi Xiu’s eyes.
"A grand Sect’s True Scripture, a Great Dao Treasure Scroll, You... how co You’re only in the Dao Body Realm?"
Sizing up Gu from top to bottom, a streak of purple glead in Qi Xiu’s eyes. Through his Observing Qi Skill, he could clearly sense that the qi chanism of the Dharma Spirit before him was genuinely at the Dao Body Realm.
But this seed quite wrong.
If Gu truly was a manifestation of the Primordial Heavenly Thunder Skill Canon, then his age would be a number beyond imagination. With such an imnse span of eons, how could he still be lingering in the Dao Body Realm?
He wasn’t following so minor path or Wild Fox Zen. After all, he was the direct transmission of the True Scripture from the lineage of the Sect Master of the illustrious Shenxiao Sect. His na alone should have corresponded with the Primordial Spirit Realm.
"Eh, you kid, what, you look down on the Dao Body Realm?"
With eyebrows raised, Gu was sowhat unhappy with Qi Xiu’s skeptical gaze, mumbling as he raised his right hand.
"Believe it or not, I can beat you with just one hand."
Looking at Gu’s exceedingly confident and proud posture, Qi Xiu chuckled and nodded.
"I don’t."
"Ay, kid, got a fire in your belly, huh?"
Never before treated by a junior in such a manner, Gu puffed out his beard and glared, his body emitting crackling Lei Mang and electric light.
Yet, this Lei Mang was different from any Thunder Magic Qi Xiu had ever seen. It was an obscure and ancient kind, heavy like chaos, with a virile, deep color.
Seeing this unique color of Lei Mang, Qi Xiu actually believed Gu’s identity.
He was a Thunder Magic cultivator, practicing the most supre Thunder Dao Skill from the Yellow Official Docunt, and was extrely sensitive to the divine marvels of the Thunder Path.
The faint Lei Mang on Gu’s body was extrely ancient, resembling a source-like power of the Thunder Path. This power, he had felt it in only one place: the Sect-Defending Divine Artifact of the Shenxiao Sect—the Nine Heavens Shenxiao Thunder City.
Although Qi Xiu was certain of Gu’s identity, he did not refuse the challenge to spar with this venerable Dharma Spirit.
An exchange of spells. It was also a way to greatly improve mastery over one’s Dharma Gates.
And it was against a venerable Dharma Spirit that ordinary Sect mbers couldn’t even dare to dream about.
To fight against him would undoubtedly benefit the cultivation of my Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil greatly.
Qi Xiu was already planning to achieve Dao Embodint with the Five Elents Great Dao, and a prerequisite for Dao Embodint was to practice the Five Elents thod to the pinnacle of the Ninth Realm. The Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil was one of them.
"Let’s go. Today, Grandpa will teach you that there’s always soone better out there."
Gu smoothed his beard, which had bristled in his irritation, and waved his hand; the old tree adorned with bells suddenly shook. A branch slowly extended, and as the bronze bells gently oscillated, a magnificent Universe Space gate, shimring with flowing light and surging waves, was propped open.
"Grandpa Gu..."
Knowing Gu’s strength, Shi Eryue stepped forward, intending to say a few words of persuasion, but it was evident that the two had no intention of backing down now.
"Don’t worry, I know my limits. It won’t kill him." Gu reassured her.
"Wait here, we’ll be right back."
As the old and young pair stepped through the light gate, Shi Eryue could only sigh and turn to the old tree.
"Tree Elder, there won’t be any problems, will there?"
On the trunk of the ancient tree that supported a broad swath of the sky, a gentle and kind face slowly appeared. After yawning, it reassured in a soft voice, "No worries... I... will have... everything under control..."
"Tree Elder, what exactly happened? How did the Sixth Layer Hall beco like that?" Shi Eryue asked curiously, sitting down on a protruding root of the old tree.
"It involves... too much... Wait for... Grandpa Gu... to return..."
Its speech was extrely slow. The ancient tree handed a bronze bell to Shi Eryue. "Here... take a look..."
The bell tinkled, and a series of images gradually erged in the void, showing Qi Xiu and Gu headed towards the unknown Universe Space.
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"Kid, it’s not too late to regret it now," Gu said, slowly rolling up his sleeves with a light hum. His bulging, veiny palms began transforming into a flow of Lei Mang, with strands of thunder of a primordial hue moving across them.
"To regret now would be to let down Your old self’s earnest efforts, wouldn’t it?"
With a gentle smile, Qi Xiu’s eyes surged with color, his entire being exuding dense Mixed Elent Qi.
"Tsk..."
A glimpse of appreciation in his eyes, Gu slowly nodded. "You’re sowhat clever, kid, quite like Junior Dongfang, just more straightforward than him. That fellow is too crafty; if you et him, you’re guaranteed to be sched against by him."
"As the Sect Master, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the sect, one must indeed think more and do more," Qi Xiu said with a laugh, offering a couple of words in Dongfang Qing’s defense.
As the Supre Sect Leader, unlike their fellow Sect mbers, Dongfang Qing not only had to not neglect his own cultivation but also carried the burden of revitalizing the sect, maintaining its operations, and so forth. As an Ancient Sect, the Shenxiao Sect had over ten thousand Sect mbers. All these people needed to cultivate, develop, eat, and acquire resources—burdens that all fell upon Dongfang Qing’s shoulders.
Moreover, although Dongfang Qing was also a Primordial Spirit big shot, compared with the leaders of other major provinces or Ancient Sects, he was, after all, still young. Without the ability to strategize from behind a curtain and plan a thousand miles ahead, the Shenxiao Sect might have long been crushed and outmaneuvered in this turbulent world.
Seeing Qi Xiu defending Dongfang Qing, the admiration in Gu’s eyes grew even more intense. "You do have so good judgnt. Alright then, let this old man test you out today. Your Thunder Magic isn’t our sect’s style; did you create it yourself?"
"No, this Junior’s Thunder Magic was learned from a remarkable book called the Yellow Official Docunt. Has Senior ever heard of it?"
"Ah, it’s Huang Taiping’s Dharma Gate. I was wondering why it looked so familiar. You’re quite lucky to have learned his Thunder Path technique. Although his Thunder Magic cannot be used as a main cultivation thod, it is indeed a top-notch, formidable skill when used against enemies. Co on, give it a try."
No sooner had Gu finished speaking than golden vertical pupils mysteriously appeared in the void above Qi Xiu’s head. They shed a sky full of splendid lightning, even piercing through many layers of space, as if to turn this place into a world of thunder. Well aware that the old man before him had profound and inscrutable depths, Qi Xiu exerted his full strength right from the start. All three hundred and sixty-five of his Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupils materialized, and an aura that could destroy heavens and earth began to awaken within these golden pupils.
In an instant, these golden vertical pupils slowly opened. Endless torrents of thunder surged out, and powerful pillars of lightning shot towards Gu, turning the area within a thousand miles into a glaring golden yellow.
"Interesting!"
His eyes turning into chaos, Gu chuckled and beckoned with his hands. The boundless brilliance, resembling an ocean of thunder that pervaded all of space, instantly entered his palms. At this mont, the unassuming old man looked like the sovereign of the Thunder Path. Even the most violent and ferocious thunder beca as docile as a purring kitten before him.
The old man indeed has so serious skills...
Seeing that Gu had effortlessly dissipated his full-force Thunder Magic assault, Qi Xiu’s mouth curved into a slight smile.
Fortunately, my Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupil just recently made a breakthrough to the Sixth Realm.
The next mont, behind Qi Xiu, the Hunyuan Daoist—holding the Jade Ruyi, looking detached and ethereal, his eyes shining with an immortal light—erged from the mystic void. This majestic and towering Daoist Spirit gently waved the Jade Ruyi in his hand, which circulated the Daoist marvels of the Ten Thousand Laws.
Imdiately, the three hundred and sixty-five Hidden Thunder Heavy Pupils spanning the sky shuddered slightly and then slowly closed again.
"Hmm?"
Sensing the weakening thunder montum on the other side, Gu frowned slightly. This kid is giving up so soon?
But in the next second, the three hundred and sixty-five closed golden vertical pupils suddenly began to rge, combining into one. In a mont, the sky full of golden vertical pupils disappeared. What replaced them was a slowly rotating, dark and oppressive cloud vortex, exuding an endless majestic aura from its depths.
This kid... Seeing the vortex, a flash of sharpness crossed Gu’s eyes. He actually practiced Huang Taiping’s Dharma Gate to such a level!
After calling forth the terrifying black cloud vortex, which had a diater of over a hundred miles, Qi Xiu slowly raised both hands, and the Daoist Spirit Hunyuan Daoist behind him did the sa.
The next mont, an endless amount of Innate Primordial Qi rose from the ground, transforming into a beam of light that pierced the heavens and surged into the black cloud vortex.
His eyes reflecting a Thundering Great World, Qi Xiu took a deep breath, faced Gu, and slowly uttered four words: "Lord Thunder, aid !"
HUM—
In the depths of the black cloud vortex, a pair of cold and indifferent eyes suddenly opened. Vaguely, a majestic figure stood within the depths of the vortex, with wings on his back, a face like blue indigo, hair like cinnabar, explosive eyes, and fangs protruding over his lips. He slowly lifted his hands, one holding a hamr, the other a chisel.
With a light touch of the two!
BOOM—
The void seed to explode with this Thunder sound. Endless thunderbolts burst forth like dragons erging from their lairs, filling heaven and earth. Lightning tore apart everything, piercing through Qiankun, the sun, and the moon, as if a world of thunder had been pressed down from above.
"Good kid, you really aren’t afraid of killing , are you?"
As the raging thunder engulfed everything, Gu grunted unhappily. He then extended his large hand. Glistening in his palm, an ancient script filled with Dao Charm and the truths of heaven and earth, emitting endless thunder roars, daringly erged.
CLANG—
The sound of the collision was too terrifying. The extre burst of Divine Light obscured everything, even forcing Qi Xiu to squint against the brilliance, his eyes swirling with purple hues as he attempted to discern the truth.
Countless thunderbolts struck; mountains and rivers were shattered!
The raging torrent of Lei Mang lasted nearly a quarter of an hour before it finally died down. The majestic figure with a hamr and chisel within the slowly rotating black cloud vortex had also disappeared without a trace at so point.
Within the thick haze, Gu erged slowly, shaking his right hand and walking with a squaring step. A wisp of his beard, which drooped to his chest, was singed black. He rolled his eyes at Qi Xiu several tis.
"Kid! Are you trying to singe off all this old man’s eyebrows and beard?"
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