Display of Might, Pioneering!
[Law Artifact: Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet]
[Evolving Method: Five Enhancements]
[Note: This is a secret technique passed down through the Six-Eyed Heavenly Gate of the Evergreen Realm. Using a profound and mysterious method, it is formed by gathering and condensing the nascent lightning energy at the boundary between the two realms. Each pellet can only be used once, but its power is immense, surpassing even the various divine thunders of righteous and evil sects.]
"Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet!"
"My darling!"
Hearing Lu Qingfeng's insults, the Great Demon of Xunfeng stared at Lu Qingfeng with eyes like a vicious wolf. "The treasure is good, but it can only be used once. How many Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet do you have that you can use?"
Iceflame Cold Thunder and Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet are all formed by condensing lightning, and their advantage lies in the Dharma Gathering magic, which can be released from the heart. However, their drawbacks are also obvious: once released, they cannot be withdrawn, and they consume a great deal of energy.
The great demon Xunfeng had an unfriendly expression. He was wary of the thunderbolt in Lu Qingfeng's hand, but he knew where the vital point was and was unwilling to retreat easily.
The one-sided Jian Zhang had cultivated for thousands of years, and the methods that made him so powerful were broken by Lu Qingfeng. He was also injured and had accumulated endless cold poison. He truly hated Lu Qingfeng to the bone and was unwilling to leave easily.
Far away.
Yun Luo and Gongsun Luan, who were locked in fierce combat, were also drawn by the thunderous roar and stopped fighting, their beautiful eyes turning towards Lu Qingfeng and the other two.
They all looked surprised.
"How many?"
Lu Qingfeng listened to Xunfeng's words with a sneer, pointing to the bamboo Jian Zhang filled with hatred and saying, "The 'Flintfire Divine Thunder' that I used to deal with you, you demon, is specifically designed to counter Yin Demons. I still have exactly seventy-two of them on hand."
Lu Qingfeng reached out and made a sweeping motion in the air.
Seventy-two Yellow-Mystery Pearls were arranged in the void, shimmering with mysterious light.
It was the 'Flintfire Divine Thunder' that had just dealt with Jian Zhang.
[Law Artifact: Flintfire Divine Thunder]
[Evolving Method: Five Enhancements]
[Note: This is a secret technique of the Demon-Breaking Sect in the Evergreen Realm. It is a treasure refined over decades using the Spirit-Stone True Flame that have been contained underground and within mountains thousands of years ago. It is the nemesis of Yin Demons.]
Upon seeing the Jian Zhang, the hatred on his face instantly turned ugly.
Nine 'Flintfire Divine Thunder' pellets had already reduced his painstakingly refined Thirty-Sixfold Blood Shadows to nothingness. If these seventy-two pellets were to fall, wouldn't even he be reduced to ashes?!
Seeing Jian Zhang's unpleasant expression, Lu Qingfeng's sarcasm intensified, and he said to the Xunfeng Great Demon, "'Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet' are quite difficult to refine, and I only have eighteen left. If you have the guts, then come and try."
Lu Qingfeng waved his hand.
Eighteen Purple Pearls fell into the air; they were Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet.
Lu Qingfeng's sword clone is actually an eighth-tier Law Artifact, impervious to water, fire, wind, and thunder. Whether it's going to the boundary between the two heavens to suppress the lightning energy about to erupt in the sky, or going down into the depths of the earth and mountains to collect Spirit-Stone True Flame, it's all done with ease and without the slightest harm.
It was even easier than for many Primordial Spirit cultivators.
For thousands of years.
He has indeed forged many divine thunderbolts and lightning bolts.
Even Iceflame Cold Thunder, Flintfire Divine Thunder, Heavenly-Origin Thunderclap Pellet are only a part of it.
At this moment, ninety divine thunderbolts and lightning bolts were arranged in the sky.
The Great Demon of Xunfeng remained silent.
With a stomp of his foot, the Xuanhuang Qi shone brightly, and in the next instant, a gale arose, and the Xunfeng Great Demon disappeared in a howling voice.
They simply retreated.
"Xunfeng!"
Upon seeing this, Jian Zhang Gongsun Luan's expressions changed.
The game was initially evenly matched, with Xunfeng even holding a slight advantage. However, once the Great Demon of Xunfeng retreated, the situation on the field suddenly weakened.
"Qing Yuanzi".
"I'll consider you the winner today. Once I find a way to counter your thunderous power, I'll come back and take your head to vent my hatred!"
Jian Zhang truly hated Lu Qingfeng to the core.
As I turned around.
The Bloodspring formed a road that pierced through the void, leading directly from Blackwater Mountain to the edge of the void, where Yanqing Ridge lay. Before leaving, he didn't forget to turn back and hurl a vicious threat at Lu Qingfeng.
Then he stepped into the Bloodspring and disappeared in an instant.
"No need for you to come."
"Three hundred years later, I, the humble Daoist, will personally go to Yanqing Ridge, where a thousand thunderbolts will send you to ashes!"
Lu Qingfeng's voice rang out and disappeared into the Bloodspring.
"Snort!"
A cold snort came from Jian Zhang, and no further words were spoken until the Bloodspring disappeared.
In this way.
The three Primordial Spirit who had come at such a great speed were reduced to only Gongsun Luan in the blink of an eye.
"Qing Yuanzi fought against two opponents single-handedly, startling Jian Zhang and Xunfeng away, and from then on, he became famous in the Southern Borderlands."
"I would like to offer my congratulations in advance."
Gongsun Luan smiled charmingly, as if she wasn't the one who had just come to provoke her.
Lu Qingfeng's gaze shifted and landed on Gongsun Luan. The ninety divine thunderbolts and lightning bolts arranged in front of her rose and fell, ready to strike at any moment.
Yun Luo stepped forward slowly, her sword pellet transforming into a soft, coiled object, poised to strike.
"You two are busy, so please don't bother with entertaining us."
"I take my leave."
Upon seeing this, Gongsun Luan dared not linger any longer. He transformed into a rainbow of light, streaking across the sky as he hurriedly returned to Shenshi Mountain.
Blackwater Mountain.
After the great battle, only Lu Qingfeng and Yun Luo remained.
Yun Luo arrived at the foot of the mountain, her gaze falling on the ninety divine lightning bolts arranged in the void in front of Lu Qingfeng, her eyes sparkling.
Lu Qingfeng waved his hand, putting away all the divine lightning and thunderbolts in front of him, saying, "These are fine for defense, but if we launch an attack, they will be easily dodged. They are difficult to refine, so we shouldn't waste them."
The greatest effect of these Divine Thunder Pellet and Thunderclap Pellet is not to defeat or kill enemies, but to deter them. As long as they are not released, even Primordial Spirit cultivators will be wary of them.
For example, the Jian Zhang.
Like the great demon of Xunfeng.
For example, Gongsun Luan.
Having witnessed the power of this thing, they dared not push too far and could only retreat one by one, acquiescing to Lu Qingfeng taking over Blackwater Mountain.
Otherwise.
The continued attack drove Lu Qingfeng into a frenzy, unleashing a barrage of Divine Thunder Pellet and Thunderclap Pellet that severely injured even those who survived.
It's not worth it to drive Lu Qingfeng away.
Secondly.
If Lu Qingfeng is pushed too far, he might unleash a barrage of divine thunder and lightning upon our home. Even with Guardian formations to suppress it, such power would easily level the place.
Centuries and millennia of accumulation vanished into thin air.
It would be better to go back.
As for Lu Qingfeng...
The divine thunder and lightning were powerful, but his abilities were limited. Even though he severely injured Jian Zhang and the other two with these weapons, and even razed Yanqing Ridge, Fuhuo Mountain, and Shenshi Mountain to the ground, he actually lost his trump card to intimidate other Primordial Spirit cultivators in the Southern Borderlands.
This will definitely cause more trouble.
It's better to stop.
The two sides hit it off immediately.
The great battle came to an end.
"Um."
"The divine thunder is not bad."
Yun Luo nodded slightly, rarely offering praise on her own initiative.
Lu Qingfeng smiled upon hearing this.
They continued to order the Mountain-Moving Strongman to move mountains.
The thirty-six peaks outside Blackwater Mountain had long been reduced to dust, and even the surrounding area of thousands of miles was flat and destroyed in the battle just now.
A battle of Primordial Spirit.
It is common for thousands of miles of land to turn into charcoal.
Lu Qingfeng ordered the Mountain-Moving Strongman move mountains from thousands of miles away, place them according to their positions, and arrange them around Blackwater Mountain. Upon seeing this, none of the cultivators from all directions dared to stop them; they avoided them as if they were in a hurry.
A land spanning thousands of miles.
There are still traces of the battle, and remnants of thunder.
The mountain peaks fell into it, and the raging thunder roared, blasting away the poisonous miasma, evil spirits, and ghosts.
This saved Lu Qingfeng a lot of the Divine Water of Three Luminaries.
Three days later.
One hundred and eight mountains, large and small, are arranged in all directions. The earth's veins move accordingly, and the earth's energy gathers, instantly creating boundless Spiritual Qi. The sun, moon, and stars in the sky are also attracted, scattering rays of various colors.
In the blink of an eye.
Centered around Blackwater Mountain, a rich Spiritual Qi aura pervades the area. Blackwater Mountain, once considered a barren and desolate place in Southern Borderlands, has been transformed into a sacred and auspicious land.
Mountain-Shifting and Peak-Changing.
A complete transformation.
The profound mysteries of Falun Dafa are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
"Duh!"
Lu Qingfeng stood atop the mountain and raised his hand to unleash seventy-two large flags. The flags were decorated with the sun, moon, and stars, which echoed the sun, moon, and stars in the sky and seemed to be calling out to him.
With a wave of his hand.
The seventy-two sun Sun, Moon, and Stars Banners fell among the seventy-two surrounding mountain peaks and sank into the mountain's belly.
Immediately.
The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathers, and the sun, moon, and stars show their favor.
Lu Qingfeng saw that although the Sun, Moon, and Stars Banners were inside the mountain, they fluttered in the wind, resembling stars in the sky. They seemed to be absorbing countless Spiritual Qi and drawing upon the boundless power of the sun, moon, and stars.
Three more days passed.
The light on the banners grew even brighter.
"Guardian Marshal".
"Demon-slaying general".
"Disciple Qingyuan respectfully requests your presence!"
Lu Qingfeng spoke respectfully, silently Mnemonic continuously.
The next moment.
On the seventy-two flags bearing the Sun, Moon, and Stars Banners, Spiritual Qi and the power of the sun, moon, and stars surged, and the void itself rippled. One by one, black-armored divine generals and golden-armored divine beings emerged from the flags.
It lands among the seventy-two peaks, in front of the flagpole.
They are at your disposal.
"This is the true method by which the cultivators of the Mount Yu Sect opened up their cave abode, suppressed villains, and resisted powerful enemies."
Lu Qingfeng saw the guardian marshals and golden-armored deities, each wielding halberds, whips, swords, and other weapons, exuding extraordinary power. With the help of the Sun, Moon, and Stars Banners and the formation, they could easily overwhelm three or five ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivators.
However, Lu Qingfeng only received such treatment and was able to mobilize such marshals and generals because he became a disciple of True Immortal Ronghong.
The ordinary Primordial Spirit of the Mount Yu Sect are once again at a disadvantage.
Lu Qingfeng's thoughts raced.
Then recite the Mnemonic.
Sun, Moon, and Stars Banners fluttered in the wind, from which emerged fairies and warriors.
A fairy planted flowers.
A strongman plows the land.
The construction of Blackwater Mountain began in earnest and great fanfare.
All arrangements were made according to Lu Qingfeng's wishes. Where to plant flowers, where to plant trees, where to pave roads, and where to build palaces were all determined by Lu Qingfeng's will.
"Truly thoughtful."
Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng clapped his hands in praise, smiling as he turned to Yun Luo beside him and said, "With the Guardian Marshal and the Demon-Subduing General guarding the area, Senior Sister can choose any mountain peak to cultivate on."
"Um."
Upon hearing this, Yun Luo nodded and landed on the mountain peak closest to Blackwater Mountain. He opened his mouth and spat out a sword pellet, unleashing a torrent of Sword Qi that instantly carved out a cave abode within the mountain peak.
Lu Qingfeng looked over.
Then, banners were thrown out and arranged inside and outside the cave abode. As soon as the formation was established, it immediately concealed the area, isolating the inside from the outside, so that no one could see each other.
"Such a temperament."
Lu Qingfeng shook his head.
I won't look at it anymore.
With a slight movement of his feet, he landed beside the Blackwater Pool at the foot of Blackwater Mountain.
With a wave of his hand, wind, fire, and thunder roared, blasting open a cave abode in one side. With a thought, the 108 mountain peaks, along with the Blackwater Mountain's geological veins, shifted, and the earth's energy flowed.
They then covered up the cave abode.
The mystery lies in the array formation outside the Yun Luo cave abode.
Mountain peaks nearby.
Inside the cave abode.
Yun Luo sensed the change, opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged, and looked towards the Blackwater Pool of Blackwater Mountain, a thoughtful and contemplative look flashing in his eyes.
A long time.
He then closed his eyes to cultivate.