Chapter 132: Martial Saint
Jiang Chuan drilled a small hole in the trunk of the leafless tree.
White juice slowly flowed out from it.
This amount is very small.
Even an adult leafless tree can barely gather enough materials to refine a body-tempering pill in a day.
Prepare everything and start refining.
Under the spring sun, the flame of life in his hand was ignited, and the milky white juice was quenched and its volume was reduced by one third.
The color of the juice changed at this time.
Now it looks more like a pure white viscous liquid.
Put in the purple leaves and other materials.
The useless impurities were vaporized the moment they came into contact with the flame of life, and the pure medicinal power was mixed together with this white thing and dyed into other colors.
After a long period of quenching, the medicinal power gradually merged together.
The next step is the most critical pill-condensing process.
But at this moment, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and lightning snakes flickered in the sky.
Jiang Chuan frowned.
How could refining the body-tempering pill cause pill disaster?
Suddenly he thought of a possibility.
After checking the situation in his body, his face changed.
This is not a pill tribulation at all!
This is the thunder tribulation that he will break through to the Martial Saint.
Damn, Long Er is really that girl.
I thought it would take another month, but I didn't expect it to be so fast.
How could he know that the sea dragon girl dived into the seabed and entrenched on the black crystal mine, so the speed of absorbing and refining would naturally be much faster.
Now her cultivation has recovered to the middle stage of the Martial Saint.
And this time the injury has brought her a lot of benefits.
She even saw the breakthrough of the Martial Saint and reached the legendary realm.
There was still a little excitement in her heart.
After all, that was a human who dared to sleep with even dragons.
Jiang Chuan wanted to curse, such a moth appeared at such a critical moment.
How dare he stay.
Quickly urging the mysterious power, the whole person quickly rushed into the sky and disappeared from the sight of ordinary people.
With the full level of the ninth-grade immovable mysterious art, plus the defensive art of the three flowers gathering at the top, naturally he would not be afraid of the thunder tribulation of the mere Martial Saint.
With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning struck down, and the mysterious shield formed by the three flowers gathered at the top of the head was destroyed on the spot by the force of lightning.
Just one strike caused this effect.
Even his body felt a little numb.
On the ground, some people saw the strange lightning in the sky.
Although they had heard that lightning would strike the ground, this was definitely the first time they had seen it.
And this kind of lightning only struck halfway and then there was no follow-up.
This is very confusing.
What Jiang Chuan didn't know was that when the Emperor Wu was attacking the Martial Saint Thunder Tribulation, the death rate reached more than 90%.
In the Sealing Heaven Array, the difficulty of becoming a Martial Saint increased by more than ten times.
Under normal circumstances, there is no such thing as a Martial Saint Thunder Tribulation.
But this also has its benefits.
The body tempering of the thunder tribulation in advance can further improve the body of the practitioner.
It will be much easier to break through to a higher realm in the future.
Look up at the sky.
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and feeling the thunder and lightning power that had not completely disappeared in the body, the body slowly descended to the ground.
Now his cultivation has stabilized at the level of Martial Saint.
The surging energy in his body has not completely stabilized.
Especially there is lightning in it.
As for the elixir he was refining before, it had long been dispersed by him.
He sighed, and it seems that he can't continue to refine elixir in the next two days.
With the current situation in his body, let alone refining elixir, even making talismans is impossible.
Jiang Yuelou.
Qi Qiqi frowned and looked at the sudden lightning just now, with a thoughtful look on her face.
"Mother-in-law, the lightning just now should not be ordinary lightning."
The old woman frowned and thought for a long time, and nodded slightly.
"It shouldn't be. Lightning in nature will not be like this."
"I can only think of one possibility."
The face of the owner of the seventh floor became more and more solemn.
"You mean."
"Well, it's basically correct. It's just that such a young Martial Saint, I really can't understand it."
Sighed and shook his head slightly.
"Forget it. You report this matter."
Soon Prince Li Junpeng received this shocking news.
His face became more and more solemn.
Judging from the news he got recently.
For Wu Meiniang, he promised the royal family a thing.
If he was just a martial emperor, it would be fine.
But if he was a martial saint, it would be a completely different concept.
He had never even thought of such a possibility before.
Now it suddenly appeared, and his brain became a mess.
Take out a pen and paper and re-analyze the current situation.
Jiang Chuan didn't know that a simple breakthrough would make some people so afraid.
At this time, he came to the river leisurely.
It's spring now, and no one who comes and goes is dressed like a bear.
But what surprised him was that as soon as he went out, he found a fat man fishing at Lao Wang's position.
He came to his seat and sat down.
The fat man said with a smile.
"Uncle Jiang, good morning."
"Do you know me?"
"Hey, my name is Pang Kuan."
He looked around and said in a low voice.
"It's Pei Yao's fiancé."
Jiang Chuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that she actually had a fiancé.
Wang Lao that guy actually wants to make trouble.
Really.
"Fatty! You hurry back to the imperial city. If you dare to appear next to my master again, I will beat you!"
The two turned their heads together.
They saw Wang Peiyao holding a wooden stick, with a murderous look.
The fat man was frightened and trembled, but his face showed determination.
"Peiyao! We are childhood sweethearts. Although I, Fatty, have no future. But I will never let go."
"You!"
The wooden stick fell to the ground fiercely.
The fat man was so scared that his fat body trembled.
But he didn't mean to retreat.
Wang Peiyao came to Jiang Chuan.
"Master, this guy is too annoying. Can't you find a way to get rid of him?"
"Really? Little Fatty likes you very much. And you don't hate him. Why get rid of him?"
Pang Kuan smiled proudly.
As expected of Uncle Jiang, his eyes are sharp.
Wang Peiyao refused to do it.
She stretched out her voice and shouted coquettishly.
"Master."
She just ignored the coquetry.
"Pei Yao. Since this guy has come here, you can consider it."
"Don't let the Wang family's affairs affect your judgment."
"With your master here, it's okay for you to marry anyone in this world."
"Besides, he's not bad."
The two young people looked at each other, and Wang Pei Yao felt a little complicated.
She really didn't hate this little fat guy, and even liked him a little.
It's just that the two families are no longer on the same level.
This marriage won't last long if the two families are not well matched.
Half a month ago, this fat guy came here, and she has been hiding.
I didn't expect him to be so stubborn and refused to leave.
Pang Kuan stood up, scratched his head, and looked a little silly.
"Pei Yao, I have severed ties with my family. From now on, I am myself."
"I have nothing except this fat body and you."
"You won't dislike me, right?"
