With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 495 Golden Thunder and White Lightning! When you see me, you must all lower your heads!

This point, aside from his own understanding, was also a wake-up call he had seen when he was studying the first words of the Jade Pivot Sutra.

Those who wish to learn the Way must first cultivate their mind!

He then deduced why the Dao Heart Seed of Magic was called the "Thunder Seed" by the Luo family patriarch.

This is because Ancestor Luo Fang also grasped this point:
“The mind is the thunder, and the mind and thunder are inseparable; thunder is the embodiment of the mind.”

Therefore, the supremely strong and yang thunderous appearance of the Dao heart is understood as the embodiment of the thunder seed.

Of course, for him, who had seen through the demonic seed in his heart.

Knowing that Luo Laozu's understanding is a misunderstanding.

However, regarding the concept of "the mind is the Thunder Treasury," Master Luo Fang directly applied it to the Dao mind.

The word "即" here does not mean "to accept thunder in one's heart".

Rather, the heart itself is a place where thunder resides; thunder is no longer an external force deliberately hidden in the heart, but a part of one's true nature.

These mystical words, Meng Chuanguan, watched the mad old Taoist transform, and gradually began to understand them.

His gaze, as if he were looking at a work of art, greatly angered the old Taoist priest on the mountaintop.

He saw that lightning suddenly burst forth around the old Taoist priest, as if his heart had been stimulated. The "heart thunder" was then activated to the maximum extent, turning pale white and illuminating the night sky for a moment.

"You wicked creature, prepare to die!"

Meng Chuan didn't say a word. This crazy old Taoist has no martial virtue and his mouth is too foul!

He narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, he flew to the top of the mountain, punching straight into the chest.

Once you understand the basic principles, you can delve into them closely and gain a deeper understanding, which will then lead to a significant increase in proficiency.

Squeeze every last drop of value from the old master!

He killed himself more than a dozen times, yet he showed absolutely no respect for the elderly or care for the young.

Red and blue-purple intertwined to form a spherical radiance that enveloped the fist.

Bing Fire Yang Thunder under the control of Demon-Subduing True Qi!

Immediately afterwards, the other four lines of "Five Elements Thunder" followed one after another, taking turns smashing and grinding at the old Taoist priest.

Even after transforming, the old Taoist priest's movements remained incredibly fast, making them impossible for the Taoist priest to see clearly.

But now, with external bone armor and similar lightning true energy protecting him, he can withstand it!
The physical body did not follow; it was merely a physical form manifested by the soul.

He didn't care whether his bones were broken or damaged; he was just carrying the burden.

Sparks flew incessantly from his body, the experienced attackers raining down on him, almost turning his entire body into a red-hot iron.

Meng Chuan let out a low shout, and the lightning around him shifted from the outside in, using his "heart" to stir his senses, slowly nurturing and waiting for it to unleash.

When the body encounters spring, it erupts like thunder.

This time, we managed to navigate the "path," but we're still not very familiar with it, so the whole process was a bit slow.

Seeing Meng Chuan's current appearance, which seemed to be "peeping into the thunder magic", the mad old Taoist priest was filled with rage!
His eyes widened in fury, and he grinned, his body crackling with lightning as he charged toward Meng Chuan.

"You wretched child! You wretched child!"

evil creature!!!"

A series of angry shouts rolled out from his throat, and the old Taoist priest revealed his fierce appearance, looking as if his beloved possession had been taken away.

He strongly suspected that this mad old Taoist priest must have suffered some kind of trauma and was truly abnormal.

Perhaps it was a betrayal by one of his disciples.

Otherwise, why would the other party be so resistant, and why would I be learning from them?

Even a clay figure has a temper; he immediately roared:
"Your grenade has malfunctioned!"

According to the Leizu Daojing, the other party's current state is that their mind is clouded.

The mental thunder became an "external object," filled with destruction.

He had already guessed why the old Taoist priest had died.

Harboring evil thoughts will lead to self-immolation.

If one cannot control the power of the Heart Thunder, this is the consequence!
Ultimately, it all stems from inner demons.

Meng Chuan realized his mistake.

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest merely scoffed:
"Bah! You wretched creature!"

In an instant, lightning flashed across the mountaintop.

The lightning bolt in Meng Chuan's hand grew increasingly heavy.

Meanwhile, the rolling thunder surrounding the opponent gradually turned a dark brown color.

The clash between thunderbolts continued, and the peak of the mountain had already been leveled by the two men.

Bang!
Smoke rose from the mad Taoist priest's body as he was slammed away by an immense force, transforming into a dark streak of light that crashed down the mountainside.

At this moment, the opponent's straight black hair turned pale white again, and the fiery lightning on his body was no longer present.

He collapsed to the ground, his limbs twisted and contorted in a bizarre way, like a tattered rag doll.

Meng Chuan hunched over slightly, wisps of smoke billowing out, his towering figure, several meters tall, seemed like a god or demon descending to earth, his gaze fixed on the old Taoist lying on the ground.

Aside from the power of ultimate liberation and the seed of demonic power in his Dao heart, he used almost every means at his disposal.

A person standing on the mountaintop looking down.

In the end, it became Meng Chuan.

This time, the old Taoist priest was no match for him.

"Ahem. You—"

The old Taoist priest coughed up clumps of blood and foam, his voice drawn out as he was about to say something, when he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

Thump. Thump thump
Boom boom boom!
The sound of a heart pounding like a drum echoed from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain.

His heartbeat wasn't very loud to be heard from the outside.

Strangely, anyone within a hundred feet could hear it clearly at that moment, and it even caused their heart to resonate.

For example, the old Taoist's heart began to beat at that moment.

Under this strange frequency, one could hear a heavy hammering sound, like the beating of a drum.

This power, bursting forth from within, seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth.

The old Taoist's expression was one of utter astonishment and disbelief. Another mental thunderbolt had been born.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath.

The vast, demon-subduing thunderous true energy enveloped him.

Collapse!

A flash of golden-white light streaked by, like a thunderclap.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Chuan flashed from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain.

The speed was so fast that it defies description.

The journey from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain was like a raging storm, with the air currents tearing everything apart along the way.

He swatted away the clouds and mist surrounding him with a single palm strike, stepping out from the air currents, his appearance somewhat different from before.

The exoskeleton is covered with a layer of dazzling color that is half silver and half obsidian.

The body rises and falls gently with each breath, and the surface of the body shimmers with light.

At this moment, his aura had reached an even higher level. The old Taoist priest, facing this terrifying aura, even found it difficult to open his mouth.

This is the old Taoist's method of "transformation".

In reality, he found his own "inner thunderbolt".

This is why, even though his body was stimulated with blue-purple demon-subduing lightning, his skin was now golden and white.

This is the form that his "Heart Thunder" power takes when activated by the inner energy of the Demon-Subduing Thunder.

He could sense that the mad old Taoist priest seemed to have been awakened by his appearance.

He seemed to have calmed down and was no longer acting crazy.

He heard a heavy swallowing sound, and then he heard the old Taoist priest utter each word clearly:
"Please, Jade Pure True King, Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, possess my body."

Of all the skills the old Taoist has learned, the one wielded by the Thunder Ancestor is this golden-white lightning!
Originating from the "Three-Five Chronicles" story, it refines the pure energy of the Nine Heavens into "Golden Thunder" and gathers the turbid essence of the Four Seas to condense into "White Thunder".

When the two merge, the golden thunder, which is primarily destructive, can shatter the barrier of chaos.

White Thunder, the essence of life, can nurture the vitality of all things.

Ordinary divine thunder rarely possesses such power with its golden and white hues.

Meng Chuan grinned and slowly said:

"What's this or that? It's all my power."

This is the activation of his inner Raizo power, not an external force.

Classical texts are useful, but they are too abstract and esoteric.

Simply extract the essence and adapt it to your own understanding for your own use.

But the old Taoist priest's sudden awakening was exactly what he had expected.

The way is:
When people observe thunder, they should contemplate its true meaning: "Strength conceals gentleness, and power carries compassion."

Thunder can split mountains, and it can also spur new growth; it can punish evil, and it can also awaken the lost!

This mad old Taoist priest was from the Shenxiao Sect, and the person he respected most was none other than "Thunder Ancestor".

Upon seeing his appearance, the other party felt as if struck by a thunderbolt, and suddenly realized the truth.

Meng Chuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed they could communicate now.

But in the next instant, strange lightning bolts crisscrossed and struck again.

The old Taoist priest seemed to be controlled by a "program," and his face returned to its gloomy state once again.

Attacking Meng Chuan, who was surrounded by gold and white, was like "betraying one's master and ancestors."
It was probably because it had just been stimulated that it had only just regained consciousness.

Ultimately, the opponent is like the living essence of the martial arts technique "Five Thunderbolts".

He then realized that the Battle Soul Space was not as good as the Imagination World.

Every character here is an "experience pack".

It's as if they're game NPCs operating according to a fixed program.

The mighty thunder attacked again, but when it collided with the "golden and white armor," its power was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.

"I don't feel anything."

If Meng Chuan hadn't experienced it firsthand, he would have thought the old Taoist priest hadn't eaten.

Standing with hands behind his back, ready to be hit by the opponent.

Lightning bolts struck, chains of thunder roared, and even a torrent of lightning surged toward him, carrying the force of a landslide.

The noise subsided, and it had no effect on him whatsoever!
All the old strategist's ruthless methods vanished like a spring breeze when faced with his new armor.

Meng Chuan then realized just how valuable his golden-white thunder armor truly was.

At this moment, putting everything else aside, his lightning resistance was already maxed out.

"The might of the Thunder Ancestor. All practitioners of the Five Directions Thunder Method of the Taoist School, and all those who are empowered by the Mind-Thunder Treasury Method of the Taoist School."

When you see me, you must all lower your heads!

The power of thunder in his heart, which he attaches to the surface of his body, is at the level of the ancestor of all thunder, and it is the natural enemy of other Daoist thunder techniques!
Whoosh!
The mad old Taoist priest, consumed by murderous intent, once again mobilized the power of heaven and earth's thunder to its limit, stomping the ground and bursting forward.

At this moment, the other party's movements were no longer unpredictable in Meng Chuan's eyes.

With the blessing, he was able to keep up with its movements.

Raising a fist with one hand looks like skewering candied hawthorns.

The old Taoist priest straightened up and rammed his trusted confidant into the ram.

Meng Chuan's fist unleashed a thick, golden bolt of lightning that struck his abdomen and pierced through his spine.

Power emanated from the old Taoist's back, radiating outwards and exploding. The flames and dust erupting from the thunder exploded in an instant, turning everything within a hundred meters into a charred brown color.

The thunderous explosion shook the earth, and a large hole was pierced through the old Taoist's chest, with countless cracks and fragments extending inch by inch towards his limbs and bones.

Then his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Meng Chuan laughed without any manners, thoroughly enjoying himself.

He now understood why his master's use of Dao Heart to manipulate the Golden Thunder was so powerful.

Because the Thunder Ancestor's golden thunder is inherently in charge of killing!
(End of this chapter)