Under One Person: Rebuilding the Glory of the Beast Master

Chapter 62 Master Peng Appears

[Evolutionary Path]

【Route 1: Thunder Roc (A+) Conditions: Target age ≥ 500 years old, withstands the bombardment of tribulation lightning in the nine layers of thunderstorm clouds without falling, consumes a drop of tribulation liquid, uses their own bloodline as a guide to connect with the thunder veins of heaven and earth to complete the "Thunder Vein Spirit Communication" ritual, and nurtures a thunder pill using a special method, feeding it (tribulation food)】

【Route Two: Thunder Eagle (C) - Conditions: Target age ≥ 50 years old, cumulatively guide thunderous tempering 100 times, consume 10 portions of thunder-attribute rare and precious materials, fly continuously in thunderstorm clouds for seven days and seven nights without landing, and feed (Thunderous Food)】

First is the Heavenly Thunder Eagle, which is a whole tier higher than the Thunderclap Eagle. The age requirement is more than enough. Next is a hundred rounds of Heavenly Thunder tempering, rare and precious materials with thunder attributes, and flying continuously for seven days and seven nights through thunderstorm clouds. The conditions are extremely demanding.

The Heavenly Thunder Tempering method cannot be achieved through the previous opportunistic tricks; it requires genuine Heavenly Thunder.

The other two conditions are also difficult, but they are generally achievable; all you need to do is prepare diligently.

But what truly made his heart skip a beat was the first evolutionary path.

Lei Ze Dapeng, A+ grade.

What does this level mean?

It's worth noting that even the highest evolutionary path for the White Plus Black line is only A-level, while Fei Peng, a mortal beast with a potential rating of E-, was able to evolve into an A+ level being. This is almost like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate.

He carefully read the conditions required for the evolution of the Thunder Roc and felt that the easiest condition to meet was being over 500 years old. As long as the Roc continued to cultivate and survive, it would be able to meet this condition no matter what.

However, the other conditions left him completely clueless, making the task incredibly difficult.

Nine layers of thunderstorm clouds! Tribulation lightning! Tribulation liquid! Thunder vein communication ritual! Thunder pill!

I wouldn't even dare to think about these things.

However, there's no need to rush the next evolution yet. Feipeng needs to digest the power boost brought about by this evolution and lay a solid foundation before it can undergo the next evolution.

So there's no need to choose an evolutionary path yet; there might still be a tiny, albeit slight, chance, of evolving into a Thunder Roc.

Let's go!

He sat up from the bluestone.

Fei Peng is now more than twice the size of before, so he no longer needs Fei Peng to hold him. His current weight is no problem for Fei Peng at all.

Then he lightly jumped and landed on Feipeng's back. The broad back was big enough for him to sit on, and there was even room for two more people to sit on it.

Before leaving, he also took the giant squirrel that had been stunned by the flying roc's electric shock, although this giant squirrel did not possess Qi and could not use unlimited evolution.

However, it's quite intelligent and has strong perception. I'll take it home and raise it; maybe one day it will gain Qi (vital energy). Anyway, a big squirrel can't eat that much.

At its master's signal, Fei Peng spread its wings and flapped them lightly, instantly transforming into a bolt of lightning that shot into the sky. A protective aura also rose around its body to shield its master from the wind pressure.

Flying on Fei Peng's back now is a completely different experience. It's even more stable than flying in an airplane, and you don't feel weightless during ascent. The speed is also something that current airplanes can't match.

The big squirrel, in particular, lay directly on the Qi shield, its dark eyes filled with excitement and agitation.

Zeng Su immediately sent Fei Peng back to the Sanyi Gate.

At the Sanyi Gate Martial Arts Arena.

Many fellow disciples were engaged in combat and training, creating a very high-spirited atmosphere.

Lu Jin, in particular, devoted himself entirely to cultivation after returning to the Sanyi Sect, to the point of neglecting sleep and meals.

Once, Lu Jin maintained the state of reverse rebirth for two whole days and two nights. If it weren't for a senior uncle's timely discovery, Lu Jin would probably have been drained to death.

Although Lu Jin has toned down his arrogance a lot, he has become increasingly obsessed. He even wants to replicate his master Zuo Ruotong's path of reversing the three stages of life.

By integrating the Reverse Life Triple Stage into every moment of daily life, including clothing, food, housing, and transportation, one can prevent others from easily breaking the Reverse Life Triple Stage state and maintain peak strength at all times.

In fact, Lu Jin wasn't the only one who wanted to do this. Many disciples of the Sanyi Sect had thought about it, but even with an example like Zuo Ruotong, no one could maintain the Reverse Life Triple Moment.

Even if someone can forcibly maintain the Reverse Life Triple Force for a long time, doing so will not only fail to allow the body to adapt to the Reverse Life Triple Force, but will also cause immeasurable harm to themselves when the Reverse Life Triple Force is released.

Therefore, in the Sanyi Sect, maintaining the Reverse Life Triple Regeneration for a long time has proven to be a unique path, a path that belongs only to the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, at least for now.

Lu Jin did not compromise, but he also dared not try to maintain the Reverse Life Triple Realm for a long time. He had to find other ways to stabilize his own power, otherwise that slap would always be a boulder pressing down on his life, and he would never be able to completely remove it.

Lu Jin is currently sparring with his three senior brothers, but he is only defending and not attacking. The three brothers, who are wielding sticks, are quite ruthless and show no mercy with each blow.

They naturally knew that Zhang Zhiwei had shattered Lu Jin's Reverse Life Triple Stage with a single slap. But no one questioned Lu Jin's strength; they only questioned their own.

This place had to be reclaimed, which is why the Sanyi Sect has its current cultivation atmosphere.

With his eyes tightly closed, Lu Jin endured the attacks from his fellow disciples while simultaneously circulating the Reverse Life Triple Technique. Each blow from the staff caused him excruciating pain, and at the same time, it reduced his ability to maintain the Reverse Life Triple Technique.

But this is how the stability of the triple rebirth is improved. Although this method is simple, it is very effective.

Furthermore, Lu Jin specifically asked Zuo Ruotong how Zhang Zhiwei managed to forcibly end her Reverse Life Triple Realm with a single slap.

Zuo Ruotong told Lu Jin the method, but it would be very difficult for ordinary people to do.

However, Lu Jin and the other disciples of the Sanyi Sect all learned this method from Zuo Ruotong, not to target their fellow disciples, but to use this method for cultivation.

Allowing someone to forcefully shake one's three dantian is almost like self-torture, as it can easily cause injury to one's spirit and soul.

Zuo Ruotong was actually unwilling for his disciples to do this, but in the end he did nothing and said nothing.

The Threefold Reversal of Life is the path to heaven, but to reach heaven, one must endure suffering that others cannot bear; otherwise, how can one speak of reaching heaven?

Under the combined attack of his three fellow disciples, Lu Jin finally couldn't withstand it and collapsed to the ground, his handsome face bearing several dark marks.

Panting heavily, Lu Jin angrily shouted at his fellow disciples, "Didn't we agree not to hit your faces? You still managed to hit them!"

"Oh dear, Senior Brother Lu, I just got carried away with my fighting style and lost control. I'll go get you some medicine to apply."

"Apply it." Zhao Yong grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth, and before Lu Jin could lash out, he tossed the wooden stick to his junior brother and ran off like the wind.

Zhao Yong had long wanted to beat up Lu Jin, but there was nothing he could do. Lu Jin was his senior brother, and his cultivation was so high that he couldn't beat him at all. Every time they fought, Zhao Yong was the one who got beaten up.

Now that he had a chance to beat Lu Jin up, how could he let it go? Every time Lu Jin started cultivating, Zhao Yong would stand by his side nine times out of ten, and he was always the first to step forward. He was very enthusiastic.

"You two too?" Lu Jin turned to look at his two other junior brothers.

"hey-hey!"

The two junior brothers were also smiling broadly, their thoughts quite obvious.

"Senior Brother Lu still has fellow disciples who need our help. You rest first, and we'll go help somewhere else." With that, the two ran off.

"You all better remember this, this isn't over yet," Lu Jin shouted fiercely, then sat up and rubbed his chubby face.

"Hiss~~"

He gritted his teeth and gasped for breath. Every part of his body ached. Even with his powerful triple-layered defensive ability to recover from injuries, there were limits to it.

It hurt a bit, but the effect was amazing. He's grown a step further than he did five months ago, and he can guarantee that Zhang Zhiwei's slap will never knock him down again.

Of course, he was also aware of his own limitations; he still couldn't compare to that prodigy, Zhang Zhiwei.

Just thinking about Zhang Zhiwei's appearance made Lu Jin grit his teeth. Right now, his biggest wish in life was to slap Zhang Zhiwei.

"Look at the sky!"

Not only did someone shout loudly, but the training ground suddenly became noisy, with constant exclamations.

Then everyone's gaze froze on the sky.

What is that?

A streak of blue light shot out from the depths of Mount Taimu at an incredible speed, appearing on the horizon one moment and approaching the sky above the Sanyi Gate the next.

"Is that lightning?"

One of the disciples of the Sanyi Sect spoke up.

But he also understood that lightning does not turn in the air, does not hover, and certainly does not emit a long, piercing roar in the sunlight.

"Chirp!"

Its cries were like thunder, its sound like rolling waves.

When the blue light stopped a few dozen meters above the training ground, everyone could see its true form.

This is a large bird shrouded in lightning, with wingspans exceeding two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters). Its silver-blue feathers gleam with a metallic sheen in the sunlight, and the edges of each feather are crisscrossed with azure lightning bolts, like a cloak woven from lightning.

Moreover, his deep blue pupils crackled with electricity, sending chills down one's spine wherever his gaze fell.

"That—that's Fei Peng?"

Zhao Yong, who was running back with liniment for bruises and sprains, stared at the sky, his mouth agape. He rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

"Impossible! Fei Peng isn't that big!"

"Exactly! Fei Peng's feathers are brownish-brown, and its head is white, while this one only has blue and silver—"

"But Junior Brother is sitting on its back!"

Everyone looked closely and sure enough, a person was sitting steadily on the back of the giant bird. Who else could it be but Zeng Su?

"He really is my junior brother!"

"Good heavens, what happened to Fei Peng?"

"Did they eat an elixir of immortality?"

The training ground erupted in chaos. All the disciples who were practicing stopped, and even a few heads popped out of the window of the distant scripture pavilion. The door of the medicine hut was also pushed open, and several senior brothers who were brewing medicine ran over with medicine pots in hand.

Before long, a large crowd gathered at the training ground; almost all the members of the Sanyi Sect had arrived.

Feipeng hovered slowly above the training ground, constantly releasing electric sparks. It really enjoyed being watched by everyone.

This is so awesome!

This is the treatment that Grandpa Feipeng deserves.

"Chirp!"

Another long neigh rang out, this time with a clear sense of boasting.

It even flew a little lower so that its fellow disciples on the ground could see its handsome appearance more clearly.

Zeng Su sat on Feipeng's back, watching the big bird's vain behavior, and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

But he didn't urge it to land. Letting it be happy for a while wouldn't hurt. After all, Fei Peng had just completed its evolution and needed to release its excitement.

On the ground, Lu Jin tilted his head back so high that his neck almost broke, but he didn't care about the pain at all.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and the bruises on his face seemed less noticeable now, as his expression was completely filled with shock and envy.

"This—this—" He opened his mouth, wanting to say something polite, but only one thought kept running through his mind: I

So handsome, so incredibly handsome.

Feipeng finally landed.

The moment it folded its wings, the force of the wind generated by its downward pressure scattered the sand and stones on the training ground. Several junior disciples who were nearby were blown about and staggered, especially Zhao Yong, who was blown over.

This was naturally Fei Peng's intention, not because Fei Peng was targeting Zhao Yong, but because Zhao Yong and Fei Peng knew each other.

Zhao Yong liked to spar with Bai Jiahei, and he would also groom Fei Peng's feathers and apply medicine, so they had a good relationship.

Be gentle with strangers, but be ruthless with friends and brothers.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Zhao Yong spat out sand as he got up, but his eyes never left Fei Peng.

Feipeng landed steadily on the ground, folded his wings, and stood tall with his head held high. He scanned his fellow disciples with his deep blue eyes, his posture like that of a king inspecting his territory.

Zeng Su was rather shy and couldn't stand the stares from his fellow disciples, so he quickly jumped off Fei Peng and went to the side.

Let Fei Peng enjoy this scene by himself.

Then Fei Peng spread his wings, which covered the sky and sun, and streaks of lightning spread outwards from his feathers. His blue eyes looked down at everyone with disdain.

"Chirp chirp!!!"

(Come on, mortals, flatter me! Your Lord Peng is here.)

Upon hearing this, Zeng Su couldn't help but cover his face with his hands. He really didn't know that Fei Peng was so stupid. Fortunately, his fellow disciples couldn't understand Fei Peng's words, otherwise he would have really dug out a 3-bedroom, 2-living room house with his toes on the spot.

The training ground was silent for a full three breaths.

"My God!" Zhao Yong was the first to rush forward, circling Fei Peng three times, his eyes wide like copper bells. "It really is Master Peng! Master Peng, what kind of magic pill did you take to become so handsome?"

Like Brother Bai, "Brother Peng" is an affectionate nickname given to Fei Peng by his fellow disciples in the San Yi Sect.

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