It is a season of harvest and a period of fulfilling days. The little one is practicing every day, full of energy, and feeling joyful every day.

In addition, in his free time, he would visit many of his fellow disciples, have a big meal together, and then let Maoqiu steal jars of old wine from the elders, and drink together, which was very pleasant.

This is a happy time. No matter how many years pass, he will never forget this time and keep it in his heart forever.

Many years later, even though many people are no longer alive, he can still clearly recall their voices, faces, and smiles.

"Senior brother, you lost again, drink."

It was a night full of laughter and laughter. A group of people were drinking heavily. Even some senior sisters were vomiting the smell of alcohol and their faces were flushed. They were more delicate than flowers.

In the distance, Elder Xiong Fei's roar came: "Damn it, who stole my medicinal wine again? Don't let me catch him!"

During this period, he was also accompanied by the curse of Elder Zhuo Yun, which made him even worse. There were only a few jars of old wine left in the cellar, and all of them were looted.

In response to this, a group of young men and women all laughed, their faces flushed, and they drank happily, feeling extremely happy.

"Oh, we have to say goodbye. I don't know when we can meet again. Junior brother, please take care.

"Senior brother, senior sister, take care of yourself too!"

This is not the first time to say goodbye. In the past month, some important disciples of Butian Pavilion have disappeared and been sent elsewhere.

Parting is always sad. Although the wine was intoxicating and they drank happily, they were still sad and full of reluctance in the end. After all, they had lived here for many years.

"Sooner or later we will be back!"

Another group of senior brothers and sisters left, leaving the familiar Butian Pavilion and heading to an unfamiliar area to avoid the catastrophe that might befall them.

The little one didn't know how many groups of people were sent away, and the genius camp was mostly empty. The disciples of the old monster were almost missing, with only a limited number of people left.

"Junior brother, when are you leaving?"

"I'm still practicing thunder skills here, and I will leave when I have achieved certain achievements." Xiao Budian replied. He hoped that Qingfeng would leave as soon as possible, but Qingfeng refused and waited for him to leave together.

Then, he started another challenge.

"Boom"

The sound of thunder was astonishing, and the lightning and light intertwined on the Lingshan Mountain, like waterfalls falling down one after another, piercing through the small protective runes and hitting him. Blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and he flew up and fell down the cliff.

There was a bang, which was too powerful even for his physical body. His whole body was in severe pain, and his bones seemed to be broken, and a deep human-shaped pit was created on the ground.

"Senior, please be gentle." He grinned.

"If you want to learn the law of thunder, you must understand it with your heart and feel it with your body. How can you understand the true meaning and mystery of it without experiencing the baptism of thunder?"

Ancestor Mu Yan's beard and hair were like steel needles, he was very powerful and showed no mercy at all. His palms glowed, and another string of thunderbolts flew towards him, blowing away the little ones.

The ground was directly blown to pieces, and tens of thousands of kilograms of boulders were turned into powder.

The little one howled miserably, this was really a hellish ordeal. A while ago, he was just enlightened, comprehending the essence of thunder spells, but now he has practiced it for real. He was badly repaired.

"I use my heart to sense it!" Xiao Dodian persisted and fought against Lei Zu. His body glowed, golden runes flashed, and a Suan Ni emerged, roaring, and rushed forward.

"It's improved than before, but it's not good yet. I haven't reached your ultimate state yet!" Ancestor Mu Yan said. When he opened his mouth, a river of thunder rushed towards him.

With a bang, the Suan Ni split open and then exploded into pieces. Golden electric light flew, razing the mountain forest to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

"Thunder and lightning represents violence and destruction, and is one of the most powerful offensive arts. However, it also has life and breeds new life. Now you only know its destructive side.

Mu Yan said, he was bathed in the thunder light, his aura became stronger and stronger, it seemed that he was really full of vitality, and then he was blasted with thunder and lightning again.

"I am always being bombarded. Of course I can only feel its destructive side." The little boy screamed and fought hard. His small arms turned into gold, and lightning struck forward one after another.

However, the realms are far apart. One is one of the few masters of Butian Pavilion, known as the ancestor, and the other is just a child. How can he be an opponent?

As a result, he flew away again and was struck by a bolt of lightning. Black smoke erupted all over his body, his hair stood on end, and the smell of meat wafted from his body.

"It smells so good." In the distance, the bald man gloated and licked his mouth, wanting to take a bite.

"It's really delicious. I really want to take a bite." The big red bird also said the same, and they had a rare similarity of views.

"boom!"

The little guy came across the sky, harnessing the lightning, like a golden god of thunder, and fired out eighteen rays of lightning, all of which fell on them.

"Ouch..."

The two birds screamed strangely, their feathers exploded, their bodies were charred black, they flew up horizontally, white smoke emitted from their bodies, and then they began to twitch.

"It hurts me so much!"

A stone was rolling around on the ground beside them. It was the God-killing Stone. Although it was hit by the lightning, it was obviously not in severe pain. The two birds were so angry that they bit it together.

"Aww..."

In the distance, the little boy screamed in pain again. This was the worst time since his debut. Even the ghost master was not so domineering when he dealt with him. Now he is being violently bombarded and hit by many electric lights.

If an ordinary person had been struck by lightning and completely shattered, even he would be in extremely severe pain, and his body would smell like it was burning, as if it was about to be cooked.

This was a purgatory-like experience that was endless. There had never been a moment when he was so eager to end the practice as soon as possible. It was really too painful.

"You have great talent, but it's not good to win all the way without losing," said Patriarch Mu Yan.

little guy:"……"

He really didn't know what to say, and finally couldn't help shouting: "I'm here to learn the art of thunder, not to be defeated. I will sing all the way through my life and always be invincible!"

"Very good, full of faith, and the tenacity to become the strongest, let's give it another blow."

With a bang, dozens of lightning strikes struck him to the ground like a wave. The little boy screamed like a ghost crying and a wolf was howling. His whole body was in severe pain. As soon as he opened his mouth, lightning sprayed upward from his stomach.

This kind of torture, this kind of severe pain, made him feel like he was broken. It was so painful.

In this way, he was bombarded from morning to evening before Lei Zu Muyan let him go and told him not to slack off and go to the Sutra Pavilion to read ancient scriptures.

The little boy was miserable, his body was burnt black, his hair was standing on end, only his big eyes were bright, and the rest of his body was like coal, and he was almost unrecognizable.

The big red bird and the two bald guys greeted him, but they were shot away by him with a black face, because these two guys were obviously gloating about his misfortune and seeing him embarrassed.

"Oh, isn't this our Tianzong Shenwu, famous naughty kid all over the world?" Huo Ling'er came over, graceful and graceful. He had obviously heard the rumors and learned that the little one was being repaired today, so he came over to watch the fun.

"Don't mess with me!" As soon as the little one opened his mouth, black smoke came out of his mouth and he was swaying when he walked. He was really tortured.

"Hahaha, why am I so happy? What's wrong, someone roasted me? Did I eat too much roasted seeds on weekdays? I got retribution today." Huo Ling'er's skin is snow-white, her hair is black, and her eyes are very spiritual.

·The bright red lips are biting her teeth, and she is smiling forward and backward. The snow-white neck, plump breasts, voluptuous waist, and slender legs become a set of alluring curves.!

"Big fat man!" The little one glared at her.

The laughter stopped suddenly. Huo Ling'er hated these three words the most, and said angrily: "Everyone, hurry up and deal with him together!"

This time, she came prepared, contacted a group of little sisters, and prepared to give the naughty child a lesson while he was injured.

For a moment, the runes were flying around, the glow was shining, and the little one was drowned. A group of female disciples laughed and helped Huo Ling'er teach him a lesson.

The big red bird and the two bald guys were very unloyal. They ran away without making any move and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Roar……"

With a roar, a Suan Ni was extremely powerful and majestic. Its body was covered with golden clouds, shattering all the runes. Then it opened its big mouth and spit out lightning, rushing in all directions.

Suddenly there was a scream, and everyone was surprised. The little one who suffered severe injuries was even more terrifying than usual, extremely powerful, with thick lightning, and instantly knocked over many female disciples.

If this was a real fight, they would all be destroyed.

In fact, the naughty kid was beaten for a day, and his body was filled with lightning. It was all put in by Lei Zu Muyan, and it hadn't all been discharged yet. He just took this opportunity to release it completely with a thunderous strike.

Huo Ling'er wanted to escape, but he was caught up by the naughty kid, knocked down directly, and looted wantonly.

Until the cruel child left, Huo Ling'er was still screaming and extremely angry. She suffered a loss every time, which made her angry.

"Junior sister, hurry up and change your clothes." A senior sister came over and reminded her in a low voice that other people also looked at her strangely.

"What's wrong?" Huo Ling'er was confused.

Suddenly, she turned around quickly and let out a scream, gritting her teeth.

Today, she was wearing a long white dress, with her skirts fluttering in the wind. She was otherworldly, like an immortal who was about to ride on the wind, and had a kind of otherworldly beauty.

However, at this time, her upright and plump buttocks were imprinted with a row of small black paw prints, which were very neat.

"Damn naughty kid!" She was extremely embarrassed.

After the little thief knocked her down, he slapped and beat her randomly. Only this spot was the most obvious, where the black claw marks stood out. At this time, she felt a burning pain.

Huo Ling'er went crazy, but...she couldn't beat that naughty kid. She tried to deal with him several times, but was knocked down. The guy was a bastard.

"Big fat man, if you fight with me, you are still no match." In the distance, the little boy muttered to himself and limped to the Sutra Pavilion.

He was badly punished by Lei Zu, and he is still in severe pain all over his body, and it is difficult to walk. However, he has not slackened off, and still obeys the instructions and comes here to read the scriptures.

It is obvious that this place is much empty, and more than 90% of the bone books have been moved away and transported to other places.

"Look, take a look. After a few months, you've almost seen the entire Sutra Pavilion, and that's all that's left." Mr. Liu said with a kind smile.

"Thank you, old man." The little one was moved. Apparently, Mr. Liu left the scriptures he had not finished reading and had other scriptures moved away first.

"Thank you, I didn't waste time for you. It's just that when they came to pick up the books, I tried my best to select the books you had read. However, several magical powers were taken away, and those are the most precious things.

, you can’t leave it to the end, you can learn it again when you have the opportunity. And I also think that it is enough for you to practice thunder skills, which are stronger than those magical powers."

The little one bared his teeth and couldn't sit down even if he wanted to. He stood and read scriptures and flipped through the bone books.
To be continued...