Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 282: Mohist Foundation Against the Wind and Thunder Tribulation

The former site of a small village is now in ruins, with no mountains around it. It has now become a deserted place.

Han Yu and Ling Wuce brought Mo Yang here. Twenty or so members of the Mo family behind them put down the large iron box behind them in the distance, and then retreated in an orderly manner to a place ten miles away, which was once the habitat of the wood spirits but now has become a vast open space.

"Have you really thought it through?"

When Han Yu took out the pill, he asked again carefully.

"Brother Han, you are joking. What is there to consider? Let's see what the Mo family's foundation is like later."

Mo Yang took the pill nonchalantly, laughed loudly and spoke, then immediately flew towards the open space.

Han Yu and Ling Wuce looked at each other and immediately stood up. After retreating several miles, they stood tall and looked down from afar.

After Mo Yang looked at the layout around him and confirmed that everything was correct, he picked up the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

The originally cloudless sky suddenly darkened, and a bolt of lightning exploded, landing unexpectedly at Mo Yang's feet.

it has started!

The sound of whistling wind came from all directions, and then gradually rolled up with Mo Yang as the center.

A hurricane quietly formed, from small to large.

Mo Yang's robe was rustling in the wind, and his body, which had been able to remain stable at first, gradually swayed as the wind grew stronger.

"rise!"

Mo Yang pinched his fingers, and the large iron box behind him instantly broke open and scattered into countless iron pieces.

"Group!"

Under the guidance of spiritual power, the iron pieces quickly combined along a specific trajectory. The glowing iron pieces were dancing, and in just a moment they became a huge shield about ten feet long.

After the groove for placing the spirit stone sank instantly, the entire shield was immediately activated and directly placed in front of Mo Yang.

"Wonderful!"

Ling Wu Ce, who had been watching from above, suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed in praise.

He looked a little excited, and kept saying, "This guy is really a genius."

As the owner of Lingjing Tower, he is well aware of many folk tales and even the secrets of the cultivator world. Not to mention that he is also a fortune teller, so he naturally has a unique understanding of disasters.

But if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to think of such a way to overcome the tribulation.

Let’s not talk about Mo Yang’s voluntary downgrade for now. Just looking at Mo Yang’s current actions, he has taken advantage of a big loophole.

Only the Mohists could exploit this loophole.

Before the disaster occurred, these iron boxes were useless as long as they were not assembled.

Once the disaster has come, it will be launched immediately.

Damn it, was this weird idea thought up by Mohist school or that old fox Quan Xiaotong?
Han Yu was half-understanding and half-confused. Could a disaster be overcome like this? Then wouldn't Wang Xiaoer have died unjustly after being beaten?

“It shouldn’t be that simple, right?”

Ling Wu Ce pulled the corner of his mouth and pointed at Mo Yang's figure in the field, "It's bullshit. I just said that the idea is ingenious, but I dare not say that it is easy to do."

"After all, you have to have such a great foundation of the Mohist School. Don't underestimate those iron boxes. I estimate that the Mohist School paid a heavy price this time."

Just thinking about the materials that can withstand wind and thunder disasters, you can tell that it cost a lot of money.

On the other side, the first wave of appetizers, Feng Jie, had been held back.

The entire sky was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and countless thunderclouds gradually merged into a hurricane.

In the blink of an eye, the hurricane became several times larger, with sand and rocks flying everywhere and grass and trees blown away.

Mo Yang, who was already swaying, was nearly blown away along with the grass and trees. His face changed and he immediately hid under the shield. However, the flying sand, stirred by the hurricane, became terrifyingly powerful.

This was just the prelude to the second round and it was already so horrifying. The flying sand hit Mo Yang, causing him to bleed profusely. There were even tree stumps flying everywhere. Fortunately, the shield was activated immediately and blocked it.

Rumble!
In the hurricane, thunder and lightning struck. Flickering flashes of lightning appeared, and five bolts of lightning fell down simultaneously with the sound of explosions.

Bump bump bump...

The thunder continued to bombard the shield, making loud noises...

Han Yu felt a little distressed. This guy was an old friend and they had dealt with him many times, but he never had an easy time with him.

"The thunderbolt shouldn't be upgraded, right?"

He spoke with some worry. He had dodged it a few times and it almost escalated to the point where he didn't dare to take it.

Ling Wu Ce was unsure, but still guessed, "It's highly unlikely. According to relevant records of divination, when a thunderbolt appears alone, it is meant to kill people. It's just a thunderbolt, so it shouldn't be...right?"

To a large extent, everyone is gambling, betting that the wind and thunder tribulation is different from the thunder tribulation that appears alone.

After five thunder strikes, the shield was already somewhat damaged, with the iron sheets rolled up at many of the places where it was put together.

"rise!"

"rise!"

After four consecutive imperial decrees, four more iron boxes were broken open and put together.

Soon four more shields fell down, surrounding it tightly.

The hurricane became more and more violent, the whistling wind became sharper and the sonic boom could even give people a splitting headache.

"combine!"

Blood was uncontrollably oozing out of Mo Yang's seven orifices. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly gathered his four shields.

Then with a clang, he was trapped inside like a cicada pupa.

In the wind zone, the heaven and earth changed drastically. The earth was directly flattened like a dead tree or rotten wood, leaving only the huge cicada pupa standing still.

There was a loud bang and a huge collision. Mo Yang was not feeling well inside the iron-shelled cicada pupa. The huge impact sound also continued to destroy his body.

He did not have a body as strong as Han Yu's, and the huge vibrations transmitted from all around him almost displaced his internal organs.

Fortunately, this momentum came quickly and went away quickly.

After struggling for a quarter of an hour, the wind gradually subsided, giving him time to catch his breath.

"It seems that the wind and thunder tribulation is indeed much lower than the thunder tribulation."

Seeing this, Ling Wu Ce secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If Mo Yang really learned to fight to his death like Jie Lei, he would definitely die.

Rumble!
Thunder roared, and the thunderclouds in the hurricane were stirred by the wind, and lightning arcs gradually condensed.

Soon, lightning bolts as thick as fists condensed into shape.

"Get up again!"

Following Mo Yang's loud command, eight iron boxes were opened one after another, and the cicada pupae exploded into countless iron pieces.

Swish swish!
The iron pieces flew around, and then immediately combined to form a huge outline. "Umbrella?"

Han Yu quickly noticed something and was sure that this was not only an umbrella, but also an umbrella definitely made by his cousin.

This thing seemed to be carved in the same shape as his favorite weapon, except that it was several times larger.

Sure enough, when the umbrella was completely formed, Han Yu's judgment was verified.

An enormous umbrella was activated, its surface flashing silver light.

Click!

The thunder struck with the power of heaven and earth, and soon hit the umbrella.

This time there was no explosion. After the lightning came into contact with the umbrella, it seemed to be diverted by the special structure inside and then guided out in all directions.

Click!Click!
Thunderbolts kept falling one after another, and there seemed to be no end.

Gradually, the umbrella seemed to have reached its limit and was unable to bear the load.

bump!
Finally, there was a loud explosion, and dozens of iron pieces flew off the umbrella at the same time.

It was visible to the naked eye that the entire umbrella was already showing signs of crumbling.

"rise!"

An iron box dispersed and then merged again.

bump!
But not long after, there was a loud bang and more iron pieces were blown out.

"rise!"

"rise!"

The rumbling sound continued, and the only eight remaining iron boxes were all opened.

The thunder came in a net, all at once.

boom!
With a loud roar, silver light exploded, and the iron umbrella collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.

Mo Yang stood there like a bloody man.

At this moment, the hurricane began to move again. The thunderclouds began to stir with the hurricane, and lightning arcs kept jumping and accumulating.

It looks like this time the wind and thunder are coming together.

"It's over. Looks like we have to make some moves to rescue him."

Han Yu frowned as he looked at the mess on the ground. How could Mo Yang have anything to resist? For a cultivator who had fallen to the Divine Bridge Realm, facing the calamity of heaven and earth, this level of cultivation was no different from that of an ordinary person.

Ling Wu Ce was startled and quickly pulled him back, "If you go there, he will really be dead. There is no guarantee that he will upgrade right after you go there."

Maybe in the end, they will have to join forces again to deal with the wind and thunder disaster.

"Besides, we haven't seen the so-called background of the Mohist School yet. They must have a backup plan."

This time, the process of accumulation of wind and thunder seemed to take a lot longer, and the next impact was bound to be a thunderous strike.

Maybe, this is the last one.

Boom! Boom!
The sound of several rolling thunders seemed to be foreshadowing that it was about to start.

Mo Yang's motionless body also moved at the same time. He took out a small box from his arms. When the box was opened, a Mohist token appeared.

After the token rose into the air, it emitted a burst of light, and then the intact iron pieces scattered on the ground seemed to sense the sign and began to tremble continuously.

Swish!
After a few pieces of iron flew up first, there was a continuous rustling sound, just like a stone stirring up a thousand waves.

There was a huge black mass above Mo Yang's head, filled with countless iron pieces.

"Shou!"

At Mo Yang's command, the Mo Family Order suddenly trembled, and the iron pieces instantly began to assemble downwards like a swarm of bees building a nest.

The faces of the two onlookers gradually became surprised. He really did have a hidden card.

Soon, a small black fortress took shape. Its airtight structure looked extremely solid from a distance.

Mo Yang stayed in the fortress, quietly waiting for the last moment to come.

boom!
This time, the thunder fell with great force and hit the fortress directly. The hurricane force spun even more wildly, with extreme tearing force.

The entire old village site was simultaneously submerged by a sea of ​​wind and thunder...

A few minutes later, Han Yu was the first to stick his head out and look at the devastated open space.

At this time, the wind and thunder had subsided, the hurricane had disappeared, the thunder had disappeared, and even Mo Yang had disappeared.

The fortress had been scattered, and no one knew where its iron pieces had been taken away by the hurricane.

The whole place was empty, not a single person was in sight.

Click!

The sky was clearly clear, but a bolt of lightning still appeared from the blue, striking straight towards an open space and creating a deep pit in the ground.

Only then did the two of them see the figure that had fallen into the pit.

After the lightning struck, Mo Yang's entire body instantly turned as black as ink, and even his hair became curled.

Ling Wuce's face changed, and he quickly flew forward with Han Yu.

He pressed his fingers on Mo Yang's neck, and after a moment he breathed a sigh of relief. Ling Wu Ce then took his pulse, and after a long time he looked strange.

"The last lightning strike just now seemed to be intended to destroy his sacred spring."

So, Mo Yang made it through?

Han Yu also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. As long as he could get through it, it would be fine.

"The Mohist School is really amazing. They are using the Divine Bridge monks and Mohist methods to fight against the wind and thunder disaster."

After confirming that Mo Yang was fine, Ling Wuce's expression became a little strange.

Using a low level of realm and new equipment refining techniques to withstand disasters, this has never happened before in the rumors.

During this wind and thunder calamity, Mo Yang did not try to dodge from beginning to end. Instead, he used Mo family's magic weapons to fight hard.

This is of great significance.

After returning, such a major event must be recorded. If nothing unexpected happens, the Mohist magic weapon will definitely leave an amazing mark in the history of the cultivator world.

The four words "unprecedented" alone are enough to make the Mohist school go down in history.

"I think if the Mo family has enough time to prepare, maybe if it happens again, Mo Yang will definitely be able to handle it more easily."

Ling Wuce sighed.

(End of this chapter)