Login with GoogleChapter 138: Yin Dragon Zhu (1)
In the Dragon Falling Mountains covered by clouds and mist, the dark thunder clouds were surging silently, and the mighty power had already scared away all the wild animals nearby.
Now, they were the only living beings within a ten-mile radius, except for some mosquitoes and ants.
Lu Heng and Master Jiu Mie sat on a huge cliff.
Clouds and mists surged around them and then dispersed. The incandescent light of the bolts of lightning appeared from time to time between them.
Three days had passed.
Master Jiu Mie's ten fingers were slightly blackened.
That's the mark left when he tried to touch the heavenly thunder.
Fortunately, the power of the heavenly thunder had been greatly suppressed by Lu Heng, and the old ascetic cultivator is also strong. This little wound will not affect him.
By this time, the old ascetic cultivator had already understood Lu Heng's idea.
The heavenly thunder is too violent and shocking. It is inconvenient to walk in the ordinary world. Lu Heng wants to hide it so he can walk among mortals without hurting them.
In this regard, the old ascetic cultivator expressed his appreciation and was willing to help him.
But the heavenly thunder is too powerful.
Even though the old ascetic cultivator is excellent in cultivation and is good at the cultivation method of hiding spirit Qi.
However, they never made much progress on how to hide Lu Heng's spirit Qi.
On the contrary, with their arguments and Lu Heng's constant display of the heavenly thunders, the surging Heavenly Thunder Clouds in the mountains became more violent.
Even the wizards in Fushan city felt the change in the depths of the Dragon Falling Mountain, and were shocked.
Huo Feng and Xiao Ai stayed in the distance, waiting for the end of Lu Heng and the old ascetic cultivator's talk.
However, only Xiao Ai, whose cultivation base was special, could listen to their talks closely. Huo Feng couldn't even get close. He could only look at them from afar with Gu Yan and the Bo horse.
On the fourth day, it was sunny in the mountains, which made this area more gloomy and terrible.
Lu Heng's discussion with the old ascetic cultivator encountered an inextricable problem at this time.
The two discussed for a long time but finally failed to find a solution. They looked at each other with a sigh.
Lu Heng sighed, "It seems that this discussion can only end here."
The old ascetic cultivator put his hands together and sighed, "Friend, you are trying something that nobody has ever tried before, which I really admire… Unfortunately, my strength is not strong enough to help you."
Lu Heng smiled and shook his head, saying, "Although I didn't achieve my wish, I have gained a lot… hum?"
Halfway through, Lu Heng suddenly sensed something and frowned at the distance.
At the same time, the old ascetic cultivator also turned his head.
In the sunlit Dragon Falling Mountains, a cold black light suddenly came from the sky, passed through the steep mountains, cut through the sky, and finally fell on the rock where Lu Heng and the old ascetic cultivator were.
He turned into a cold looking, slightly emaciated middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man smiled and bowed his hands, saying, "I'm going down here to pay homage to an old friend in the Dragon Falling Mountain, but I didn't expect to meet you two… hahaha… your talk is quite interesting, I wonder if I have the honor to listen?"
The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared didn't shake a little under the Heavenly Thunder Clouds.
It seems that he was not afraid of the fierce heavenly thunder.
Lu Heng and the old ascetic cultivator looked at each other.
Lu Heng smiled and said, "It's a pity that you came late, and the debate just ended. Both of us fell into an unsolvable situation. It's also a waste of time to continue to discuss, so we can only end here."
Lu Heng decided to leave, but the middle-aged man was more interested.
He asked with great interest, "Can you tell me in detail?"
Lu Heng thought about it for a while, and told him the problem.
It took him another half an hour.
On the huge mountain rocks, the middle-aged man nodded from time to time, and then asked some points about the heavenly thunder.
Unconsciously, the two people who planned to leave sat down again.
And this time, there was one more person who joined the discussion.
The gloomy middle-aged man sat opposite them, nodding from time to time to express his views.
When the sun went down and the moon and stars hung high, the three of them actually found a method in their detailed discussion to solve the problem.
Under the cold moonlight, Lu Heng released a bright thunder in his hand.
This time, however, this highly dangerous thunder didn't show any ferocity. It seemed to be just ordinary thunder.
Although this kind of [Ordinary] only lasted for a quarter of an hour, it foreshadowed that Lu Heng had finally broken through the initial problem.
Among the mountains, three people laughed happily.
Lu Heng smiled and said, "So, I finally see the dawn of hope."
The old ascetic cultivator smiled and nodded, and the gloomy middle-aged man also showed a trace of joy.
On that huge mountain rock, Lu Heng and the old ascetic cultivator talked about their own cultivation methods' tips. Although the middle-aged man didn't know about heavenly thunder and his art of hiding spirit Qi was ordinary, he was often able to put forward some wonderful suggestions, which inspired Lu Heng and the old ascetic cultivator a lot.
The fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day…
The three people atop the mountain spoke to each other about the Tao. Though the air was charged with crackling electricity, none stood up to leave.
Time flies. In a twinkling of an eye, ten days had passed.
The three people were still talking on the mountain.
Even the middle-aged man, who looked gloomy and terrible, now showed a rare eager smile.
However, on the tenth day, Lu Heng took the initiative to stop talking and said, "Please wait a moment."
With that, he shouted to the little Gu eagle in the distance, "Gu Yan, come here."
The heavenly thunder in Gu Yan's body was almost exhausted. Lu Heng needed to inject new heavenly thunders into Gu Yan to maintain the balance of the two forces in his body.
In the face of Lu Heng's call, although Gu Yan was afraid of the heavenly thunder near the mountain rock, he flew over and landed in front of Lu Heng.
Seeing Lu Heng taking the initiative to stop talking and inject heavenly thunder into the little Gu eagle, both the middle-aged man and the old ascetic cultivator were surprised and asked about the situation.
Lu Heng also casually mentioned Gu Yan's current predicament, but he didn't say who Gu Yan's parents were.
The middle-aged man looked at the timid appearance of the little Gu eagle, shook his head, and said, "You need to inject a ray of thunder into his body every few days… that's too troublesome."
After thinking for a while, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "In that case, why don't I inject a bit of my power into this the little Gu eagle's body to help him?"
The old ascetic cultivator also smiled and said, "I have the same idea… with we three's powers together, it can help suppress the disease in his body."
Lu Heng was a little surprised, but this matter is of great benefit to the little Gu eagle, so he naturally agreed.
So on the rock, the middle-aged man injected a wisp of his demon Qi into the little Gu eagle's body.
In an instant, the little Gu eagle's body suddenly trembled, and all the feathers seemed to be shining, showing the desolate and ancient atmosphere of the wilderness.
In the next second, the atmosphere vanished. However, the disorder in Gu Yan's body had been completely suppressed.
Later, the old ascetic cultivator smiled and stroked Gu Yan's head, and also injected a trace of holy spirit Qi into Gu Yan's body.
With the help of the two, Lu Heng smiled and immediately injected a ray of thunder into Gu Yan's body, which turned into a barrier to completely separate the original two forces in Gu Yan's body.
Since then, the two chaotic forces in Gu Yan's body have been completely separated. Lu Heng only needs to inject a trace of heavenly thunder into Gu Yan every few years to keep him safe now.
PS: It's too painful to translate this chapter. It gave me a headache. Many old tongues, words created by the author himself, and people always refer to themselves in the third person in this novel.
