The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 234: Mastering Thunder Techniques! The Zhenwu Sword Vibrates!

A week has passed since I arrived at Qingwei Palace.

With his extraordinary talent, Zhang Wuling managed to complete the learning of the "Qingwei Yuanjiang Dafa".

In the past two days, he could vaguely feel that his thunder magic had reached the time to break through.

Once he breaks through, he will completely master the Qingwei Thunder Method and will be able to control thunder from then on.

Taoist Ye also noticed this, so he didn't let him do any work for the past two days and gave it all to Ding Shiman so that Zhang Wuling could concentrate on breaking through.

Under the persimmon tree, Zhang Wuling sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

The whole person feels as if he is in the void, and the surroundings are chaotic, as if the heaven and the earth have not yet been separated.

I only saw a little spiritual light, like a round bead, clear and transparent, without any dust or dirt.

At first glance, it looks like a raindrop, but it gives people a mysterious feeling, as if the world is hidden within it.

This round bead of spiritual light emitted light in the chaos. The light was like moonlight and was extremely clear.

As my consciousness slowly drew closer, I saw a sudden thunderclap from the mysterious pearl. A bolt of lightning shot out from it, as if tearing something apart.

Zhang Wuling felt a shock in his spirit, and his whole body was sucked into the world of the mysterious pearl.

In an instant, the sky and the earth became clear, and the clouds were vast and boundless.

However, the most shocking thing is that in this vast sea of ​​clouds, there are many gods standing.

Some of these gods wore golden armor and black robes, some wore red clothes and black boots, some held swords and some held axes, some drove windmills, some stepped on silver dragons, and some sat astride divine tigers.

The key point is that each of these gods has a body that stands tall and straight, majestic and huge. When Zhang Wuling glances at them, it is like looking at a human-shaped Mount Everest.

And in front of these gods, he was as small as a grain of dust.

More importantly, as he appeared, these gods turned their heads to look over.

Some have black faces, some have red faces, some have green faces with fangs, and some have leopard heads with round eyes. They look very powerful.

Even though Zhang Wuling felt that he was quite brave, he still felt a little pressured when being stared at by so many gods with different expressions.

For some reason, he didn't say anything, and his body seemed out of control, still flying forward.

Above the thunderclouds, more than a hundred divine generals stood in rows, their eyes as big as the sun and their faces as big as the sky. They did not utter a word, but faint thunder rumbled, shocking the nine heavens and ten earths.

Being watched by the gods, Zhang Wuling flew for a while. In the distance, the clouds dispersed, revealing a huge purple-gold palace.

Those gods were already incredibly large, but the purple-gold palace was even more enormous, as if it could encompass the entire universe. Compared to it, the hundreds of divine generals seemed insignificant.

Shocked!

It's no longer just the shock of an ant looking at the sky!

At this moment, a ray of lightning suddenly shot out from the palace and turned into a golden divine decree.

The divine decree opened automatically, and then a bolt of lightning shot out from it and hit Zhang Wuling on the center of his eyebrows.

At that moment, it was as if the world was flowing backwards, time was passing by, and thunder was exploding inside his body.

The black pearl shot out divine thunder, shattering the chaos, and a heavy rain seemed to fall from the sky.

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Under the persimmon tree, Zhang Wuling suddenly opened his eyes, thunder surged in his eyes, reflecting the wind and clouds of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Ye Laodao and Ding Shimaan walked out of the house and watched the changes in the world. One was stunned, and the other was relieved.

"This is... Thunder Magic?!"

Ding Shimaan's scalp was tingling. For some reason, he always felt that the thunder in the sky would fall on his head at any time.

Taoist Master Ye stroked his beard and smiled, "Great, great, I finally succeeded. It took such a short time. Brother Zhou Meng really wasn't exaggerating. The Grandmaster is really chasing me and feeding me!"

On Wudang Mountain, many disciples were shocked.

"That's not right. The weather forecast says there won't be rain today."

"Well, the weather forecast is not always accurate."

"Oh no, my clothes are still hanging outside!"

"Yes, yes, I even dried the quilt today!"

When the disciples saw the weather had changed, many of them hurried back to pack up their things, while others prepared to hide from the rain.

But Taoist Yunlong frowned slightly. He always felt that the day was changing too fast and something was wrong.

After thinking about it, Taoist Yunlong walked towards Zhou Meng's room.

As for Zhou Meng, he knew it was thundering and was already standing in the yard.

"You've mastered it...Qingwei Leifa."

Zhou Meng looked at the lightning in the sky, put his hands behind his back and smiled softly.

But then, the laughter grew louder and louder, more and more outrageous, and scared Taoist Yunlong who happened to arrive.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Happy! I'm happy!" Zhou Meng laughed loudly.

Taoist Master Yunlong was completely confused and asked, "Master, what's there to be happy about when the weather changes and there's thunder?"

"Nonsense, this is thunder magic."

"Oh, it's thunder..." Taoist Yunlong suddenly fell silent, his eyes wide open, pointing to the sky, "You...you mean...this is thunder magic?!"

"Of course." Zhou Meng nodded.

Taoist Master Yunlong's mind raced, and he hurriedly asked, "Junior Brother? Junior Brother Wuling?!"

"Who else could it be except that kid?"

"Hiss——" Taoist Master Yunlong has made outstanding contributions to the warming of Wudang.

Lei Fa!

That's thunder magic!

In Taoism, the status of thunder magic is very high.

If someone really masters thunder magic, then wherever he goes, others will have to respectfully call him "real person".

If Zhang Wuling really learned the Thunder Method, then it would not be an exaggeration for others to call him "Master Zhang" in the future.

What's more, this is a complete inheritance of thunder magic, not just a half-baked one.

"This kid lives up to my expectations." Zhou Meng said with relief.

Even though Zhou Meng often scolds Zhang Wuling, if you were to ask who in the entire Wudang world treats Zhang Wuling the best and cares the most about him, it would be Zhou Meng.

Otherwise, how could Zhang Wuling have come into contact with some things so early?

For example, Danjian, Chunyang Gong and this time's Leifa, without Zhou Meng's permission, Zhang Wuling could not learn them no matter how talented he was.

However, ordinary disciples cannot even see these things.

Just like Wang Ye, he is also very talented. Did Zhou Meng teach him so many things?

There are even many things that, if Zhang Wuling had not been generous, Wang Ye would not have been able to master so many magic skills.

Who in the entire Wudang world doesn’t know Zhou Meng’s preference for Zhang Wuling?

Therefore, even if Zhou Meng said that he would drive Zhang Wuling out of the mountain gate, no one believed it was true. They would rather believe that Zhou Meng would drive them out of the mountain gate.

"May Zhenwu bless you, may the ancestors bless you..."

At the same time, in a closed hall, Guo Zheng was sitting on a cushion, and opposite him was a basalt statue.

The statue of Xuanwu is carrying a sword on its back, which looks unremarkable at first glance.

When the sound of thunder was heard outside the hall, the ancient sword on the statue of Xuanwu suddenly trembled a few times.

Guo Xiu opened his eyes, looked at the sword, then stood up and opened the palace door.

"Thunder method, Qingwei Thunder Method..."

Guo Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, letting the strong wind between heaven and earth blow up his Taoist robe, but his body did not move at all, but gave people the feeling that he would fly away with the wind at any time.

"Zhenwu has appeared, and the sword has sensed it. The day when Wudang will flourish is not far away!"