The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 142: Refining Thunder Qi and Achieving Supernatural Powers

Two days later, Yunmengze.

Zhang Jiuyang and the Dragon Girl returned here again. The curse left by the Painted Skin Master had almost dissipated. Under the Dragon Girl's spell, the water became clear again.

But unfortunately, the once vibrant Yunmengze has now returned to silence.

The dragon girl absorbed the essence of the water and her injuries have been basically healed. This also shows the strength of the dragon body.

She was walking on the clear water, bathing in the moonlight, wearing a white dress whiter than snow, and a long white ribbon was elegantly tied on her black hair, fluttering slightly in the night breeze.

The fingers that seemed to be carved from white jade lightly gathered together and pinched the mysterious seal, and suddenly there was a violent storm of wind and thunder between heaven and earth.

"Zhang Jiuyang, are you ready?"

An ethereal voice sounded, revealing a hint of concern.

Zhang Jiuyang said he wanted to practice thunder magic and asked her to let the thunder strike him later.

Although the Dragon Girl was puzzled, she had no choice but to do as he asked seeing that he was very determined.

"Don't worry, just follow my instructions later. But you still have to hold back a bit, and use about 10% of your usual strength."

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to be confident, but he was actually a little nervous.

This was his first time to formally practice thunder magic. Unlike the Five Thunder Talismans, the palm thunder was more difficult and dangerous to practice. It was a real thunder magic power.

The most superior method among the Five Thunders Law.

Once cultivated, Zhang Jiuyang's combat power will surely be greatly improved, but the practice of palm thunder is very dangerous and extremely cumbersome, which also caused it to be gradually lost in later generations.

Zhang Jiuyang took out the gem that sealed the spring thunder and crushed it with force.

Boom!

Two bolts of lightning shot up into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

In an instant, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to have undergone some changes. The air of thunder filled the air, but there was also a third of vitality flowing.

When the spring thunder sounds, all things come back to life.

Zhang Jiuyang knew that the time had come to cultivate the thunder energy.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, imagining the Big Dipper above him. When the spring thunder sounded, he suddenly opened his eyes and recited the "Thunder Qi Mantra".

After finishing the incantation, he inhaled air in the direction of the thunder and absorbed it into his Dantian. This is called "absorbing thunder energy into the Yuan Palace."

Hold the thunder bureau with both hands, hold your breath, and circulate the thunder energy in your dantian like water eighty-one times. Contract the coccyx point to allow the energy to go up to Kunlun on top of the head, pass through the Niwan Palace and return to the dantian.

At this time, imagine your true Qi going up to the Dantian on Yujing Mountain, and moving down to the Thunder Pool, driving the fire dragon to bring rain to the Divine Chamber. Then make hand gestures, gather your Qi, and imagine that the Wind Master and the Rain Master draw the kidney Qi from the lungs to form rain, lightning coming out of the heart, thunderbolts turning into lightning, and the eyes becoming lightning.

Boom~
There was actually a clear and audible thunder inside Zhang Jiuyang's body, and there was invisible thunder energy in all the pores of his body, especially in his eyes, where there was actually lightning flowing, which was extremely magical.

Now he seemed to have become a magnetic field, attracting the thunder from the sky to strike him. Fortunately, the dragon girl forcibly restrained the wind and thunder, thus preventing him from becoming charcoal.

Up to this point, Zhang Jiuyang had completed the first step of the Palm Thunder Secret Technique, which was to refine the thunder energy.

The thunder energy has just begun to form, and the highlight is coming next.

He first adjusted his breathing silently until he could no longer hear the sound of breathing, and only breathed in forward and reverse directions, silently reciting the "Heart Mantra of the Heavenly Mother" once, making the sound of "'" to force the breath, and reciting the mantra "One Scale of Gold" nine times. He held the thunder bureau in his left hand, clapped it on his chest, making the sound of "'", and with his right hand, he made a sword gesture and wrote the word "'" in his mind.

Then recite the "Thunderbolt Mantra" thirty-six times, draw the gold energy to the Zhen Palace, recite the mantra again and raise the energy to the palm of your hand, imagine that the Thunder Envoy Zhang sees the word "駍馺" and speaks...

The entire process is complicated and secretive, combining spells, sigils, hand seals and visualization. It is very troublesome to practice, but once it is mastered, it is extremely simple to perform.

There is no need to make hand gestures or chant any mantras, just a push of the palm will be like heavenly thunder that breaks through obstacles and is indestructible.

Gradually, all the lightning energy in Zhang Jiuyang's body gathered in the palm of his hand. If someone looked closely, they would find that there seemed to be lightning flashing on his palm.

Feeling that it was about time, he took a deep breath, looked at the Dragon Girl, and nodded.

Their eyes met. Since that night when they had a long talk, their relationship had become much closer, and there was an indescribable tacit understanding between them.

Without any words, the dragon girl understood what he meant.

The next moment, a dragon roared.

She transformed into a white dragon, flew into the clouds and controlled the thunder, with brilliant lightning rippling on her crystal dragon horns.

Boom!

The thunder struck Zhang Jiuyang, aiming at his palm.

Originally, after Zhang Jiuyang absorbed the thunder energy, he had laid the foundation for practicing palm thunder. In the future, he only needed to work hard to accumulate thunder energy bit by bit and transform it into a palm thunder seal.

The danger is much reduced, but the disadvantage is that the time is too slow. If you want to use it against the enemy, you don’t know how long you have to wait.

Zhang Jiuyang suddenly had an idea and asked the Dragon Girl to help him achieve success quickly.

Boom!

The thunder descended, and even though the Dragon Girl had deliberately restrained most of its power, it was still mighty, powerful and domineering.

Ah Li, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but tighten the corner of her clothes, with concern in her eyes.

Ao Ya kept clapping his hands, as if he found it very amusing. When A Li hit him hard on the head, he picked up a stone and started grinding his teeth in frustration.

Facing the thunder that fell from the sky, Zhang Jiuyang raised his palm slightly.

Attracted by the thunder energy, the lightning landed precisely on his palm, but did not explode. Instead, it miraculously drilled into his palm.

He felt like all the pores on his body were standing up like hedgehogs and a tingling sensation came over him, but fortunately it was still bearable.

"Come again!"

As he spoke, black smoke seemed to come out of his mouth.

This is thanks to his foundation in refining thunder energy, otherwise he would have been struck to ashes by now. Even so, he still looks a bit embarrassed.

Boom!

Bolts of lightning fell and continuously poured into his palm, like a drop of water falling into the sea.

The lightning in his palm became brighter and brighter, and from a distance it looked like he was holding up a lake of lightning. The sound was terrifying, but his clothes had begun to burn, and black smoke kept spewing out of his mouth and nose.

Not even close!
A trace of pain flashed across Zhang Jiuyang's eyes, but he knew that he was just one step away from cultivating palm thunder, and he must hold on!
Thinking of the sinister eyes under the mask of Painted Skin, he suddenly became furious and bit his tongue to stay awake.

He must cultivate the palm thunder no matter what, and he wants to kill the Painted Skin Master with his own hands!
If he can't even bear this little bit of pain, then what's the point of practicing Taoism or conquering demons?

Boom!

Several more thunderbolts fell, and although they were drawn to his hands by the thunder energy, they still made him bleed from all seven orifices. What was even more terrifying was that even the blood that flowed out of him was boiling hot, containing a trace of lightning. The surging thunderbolts suddenly stopped, and a dragon head emerged from the clouds. The white dragon quietly stared at the man below, with a trace of worry in its glass-colored pupils.

Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have reached his limit.

"Come again!!"

Zhang Jiuyang, however, roared angrily, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, as if brighter than the moon in the sky.

He didn't expect that the quick-made palm thunder would be so dangerous. It was indeed a bit risky this time, but at this moment he had no choice but to shoot.

If he stopped, the thunder force gathered in his palms would explode, and he would most likely lose both of his hands.

This was something Zhang Jiuyang could not accept.

The more dangerous the situation, the more ruthless he becomes.

The Dragon Girl sensed his persistence, remained silent for a moment, and then attracted lightning again.

Boom!

The lightning flashed again, and Zhang Jiuyang's arms kept shaking. Blood beads oozed out of his skin, and were evaporated into mist by the dissipated lightning.

The power of thunder in his palm was concentrated to the extreme. From afar, it seemed as if he was holding up a sun formed by two rounds of lightning, illuminating the Yunmeng Lake at night as bright as day.

Has it reached its limit?
Zhang Jiuyang tried to activate the secret palm thunder technique and form a thunder seal, but his numb body could hardly move. Even his internal organs were affected and his body temperature soared. If this continued, even if he didn't die from the thunder, he would be cooked.

Still too impatient.

Zhang Jiuyang reflected secretly. Thunder magic is extremely dangerous and he cannot be careless at all. He should stop immediately after absorbing the thunder energy this time. It is better to take his time than to risk his life.

There is no choice but to sacrifice the car to save the king.

Zhang Jiuyang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to release the power of thunder before he could cultivate the palm thunder, even though this would most likely cause his hands to explode into bloody mud.

But at this moment, the ethereal voice of the Dragon Girl suddenly rang in his ears.

"Open your mouth."

He was stunned, and then he saw the white dragon spit out a dragon ball. It was a crystal clear dragon ball that emitted flawless white light!
The dragon ball flew to his mouth.

Zhang Jiuyang tried hard to control his muscles and finally opened his mouth.

The next moment, the dragon ball entered his mouth and into his abdomen.

In an instant, he seemed to hear the sound of endless waves and see the boundless ocean.

No, that is not the ocean, but the ocean-like magical power.

Unimaginable and vast magical power flowed through his body, nourishing his five internal organs that were about to be cooked, and repairing his broken meridians...

The most important thing is that Zhang Jiuyang suddenly discovered that the violent and ferocious thunders had become gentle and well-behaved.

Dragons are born with the ability to control wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

With a thought, he activated the secret palm thunder technique and began the final step of practice.

The lightning held up by his palms continued to condense, and finally flowed into his palms and disappeared. If someone looked closely, they would find two faint lightning patterns on the palms of Zhang Jiuyang.

Palm thunder, cultivated!

This method is cumbersome and complicated. According to the records of inheritance, even for a person with excellent aptitude, it will take at least ten years to achieve perfection. For a cultivator with ordinary aptitude, it may even take sixty years.

As for Zhang Jiuyang, he achieved success overnight.

The burnt black color on his face gradually disappeared, his hedgehog-like hair became smooth and silky, his tendons and bones became tougher, and the whole person seemed to have a bit more masculinity and was very majestic.

Thunder magic is the creation of heaven and earth.

If one masters the thunder magic and is nourished by the thunder energy, he will have abundant yang energy, eyes like lightning, be immune to all diseases and be hard to be invaded by evil spirits.

If a person is an expert in thunder magic, he can even affect the celestial phenomena in a rage and cause strong winds and thunder between heaven and earth.

My heart is the heart of heaven, my anger is the wrath of heaven.

Of course, those who can cultivate thunder magic to this level are extremely rare from ancient times to the present.

Zhang Jiuyang's thunder method has just been mastered, but he still has a long way to go on the road of cultivation.

He opened his eyes, feeling the enormous magic power in his body, he was truly intoxicated. At this moment, he was fully confident that he could defeat any cultivator of the fifth realm, and he was not afraid even of the sixth realm.

This is the power of Dragon Ball.

Priceless treasure!

No wonder the Painted Skin Master was willing to mobilize his entire army to slay the dragon.

The white dragon in the clouds lowered his eyes and stared at the figure quietly.

After losing the dragon ball, Zhang Jiuyang is now stronger than her. If he becomes obsessed with power and chooses to occupy the dragon ball, then she can do nothing about it.

Not everyone can remain indifferent in the face of the temptation of power.

Zhang Jiuyang was willing to return the dragon ball to her before because he had not yet experienced the power. Will he return the dragon ball to her now?

Ao Li didn’t know.

Zhang Jiuyang felt the power in his body that was comparable to the sixth realm, and he was indeed a little intoxicated. It would be a lie to say that he didn't have the slightest temptation, after all, the temptation was too great.

But he quickly opened his eyes and clapped his palms on his dantian.

The snow-white dragon ball was spit out from the mouth and returned to the owner's body under the guidance of the white dragon.

"Ao Li, thank you very much."

What is more important than strength are the friends and family around you.

Otherwise, no matter how strong you are, you will just be alone.

What's more, with Zhang Jiuyang's personality, he would absolutely disdain to do such a thing.

Ao Li nodded in the clouds and was about to speak when he suddenly heard thunder.

Boom! !
Six terrifying thunders struck towards her, surging and overbearing, illuminating the night and a pair of heroic eyes.

"Evil dragon, don't hurt him!"

(End of this chapter)