It was quiet around, only a sound of joy or not.

"I don't know how to give advice. I have never practiced Thunder and don't understand. I can only give a brief explanation of how I practiced, and I hope it will be helpful to you."

I am a little bit reminiscent of you, but it is more indifferent. Just like family matters, his face is softer at this moment: "I don't remember what I used to be. The last time I failed was five years ago, almost when the bloody disaster broke out. The last time I failed, it was a good end, but the master's way was destroyed."

The Master's Way was destroyed, but the result was good...

Ai Hui couldn't help asking: "Is there any worse result than this?"

"Yes." Le BuLeng nodded: "Once one time I fell seriously injured and fell into the desert. The six palaces were destroyed and could not move, and there was no Yuanli at all. I lay for five days and didn't meet anyone. Later, I was discovered by a group of termites. Half of the bones were still there, and I thought I was going to die. I was lucky. Haha, a big sandstorm came and saved my life. I was buried under the dunes, four months or six months? Forgot. But I realized [Cold Ash Evil] and [Tu Yuan Break Fire] at that time, and I made money."

Speaking of cultivation, it’s like a different person. His thin face stretches out, as if he emits light, his vicissitudes of eyes are sharp and bright, and his thin hands swing greatly with his words from time to time, and his whole body is filled with inexplicable fanaticism.

"I was actually not very clear at that time, but I wanted to survive. I suddenly thought that the charcoal fire buried in the ashes could last for a long time and not extinguished. I didn't think too much at that time, just wanted to try my best to get time. I didn't expect that the method was quite useful. After about two months, I finally recovered a little bit of energy. There was sand around me, and I couldn't absorb the power of fire, so I had to find a way. Finally, I thought of the method of Tuyuan's counterfire. It took a few more months to recover my injuries."

Ai Hui looked at Lebulong blankly. He could not imagine that he was seriously injured, had his palms chewed off by termites, and was buried in the sand for several months.

He was considered a person who had suffered, and he trained his endurance through the wilderness experience. This was of great benefit to him later. His cultivation intensity has always been very high, and the Yuan Xiu of the Sword of Thunder was almost broken by him.

But compared with Senior LebuLeng, that's far behind.

When talking about whether the joy of practicing is cold or not, it became very talkative. It was like a different person when he was just a cold and taciturn old man. He didn't need anyone to raise the topic at all, and he was very excited.

"I later found a master's way based on [Leng Hui Youjin] and [Tu Yuan Blade Fire], but that road still couldn't work and failed to hit the master." Le Bulong shook his head, and it looked like he was saying that he had walked into the wrong alley and passed by casually: "Oh oh oh, we just said five years ago. I failed five years ago, and I was thinking of a solution at that time. Before I could figure out the solution, the elders would not be able to do it, and Huo Liaoyuan was lost. As soon as I looked, I knew that the fire element materials in the future were in trouble. The ordinary method would definitely not work, so I thought of a new solution."

Everyone was very impressed and could hear a strong man of Senior Lebulong telling his path of cultivation. How rare is the opportunity.

The fat man in the fire pool couldn't help asking, "What's the solution?"

It was different from the admiration of others. The fat man also thought the old man was quite powerful, but he felt more like he was listening to a story. Half of the hearing was the critical moment, and he couldn't hold back.

Lebulong was not unhappy because of the low strength of the fat man in the fire pool, but asked with a slight pride: "You are also a Huo Xiu, guess what, what should I do?"

The fat man didn't expect the old man to lift the ball to him, but looking at the smug look on the old man's face, he was a little unhappy and snorted: "There is no fire and you can't use the ordinary method. Five years ago, the pioneering order had not started yet, so it seems that it was not the case when you said that the realm collapsed, so you have to re-cultivate the Yuanli. At that time, there could still be a steady stream of fire Yuanli..."

The fat man muttered to himself, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I understand! It's the sun!"

Le Bulong was stunned. He didn't expect the fat man to really guess. He couldn't help but look up and down at the fat man's eyes. His qualifications were pretty good, but they were still much worse than Zu Yan.

When the fat man saw the old man's expression, he knew that he had guessed correctly. He was immediately proud: "What's the difficulty of such a simple question?"

Then the others suddenly realized that the fire element emitted by the sun was endless and endless.

Shi Xueman was a little confused: "Is the sun's fire element a little weak?"

Some people have tried to use the sun's fire element to practice for a long time. However, the sun's fire element is too weak and it is very difficult to practice. In contrast, the fire element contained in volcanic lava is easier to utilize and absorb.

"The fire of the golden crow is indeed very weak, and it will definitely not work with the general method." Lebulen said, "But I know where there are enough fire of the golden crow."

The fat man continued to ask: "Where?"

“High and deep.”

Hiss, everyone gasped.

The depths of the high altitude are extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces. Even Ai Hui and Shi Xueman's current strength is not enough to gain a foothold in the deep altitude.

Sang Zhijun interrupted and said, "Has the senior level collapsed? Without the strength of a master, how can you reach the depths of a high altitude?"

Le Bulun said casually: "I'm familiar with it, and that place looks more dangerous. I'm used to it. Of course, it was a little painful at first, but it got much better later."

Everyone is now impressed by the perseverance and madness of the seniors, which is beyond their imagination. Without a master's realm, going to the depths of the sky will be a life of death. People like Shi Xueman who have been in the depths of the sky under the protection of the teacher are more clear that the dangers in it are far from what the predecessors said.

Even if you have rich experience, the pain you suffer will never be reduced in slightest.

"This time I have realized the master's way is [Section Fire]." Le Bulong's eyes flashed, like flames burning deep in his eyes: "I think there is a great hope for the impact of the master this time. Before me, no one had cultivated the Golden Crow Fire to such a state. My [Section Fire] was unique."

The tone of joy was arrogant and domineering, but everyone was worried.

The name of the Sect Destroying Fire is even more heart-wrenching and can eliminate the flames of the Grandmaster!

Le BuLeng suddenly turned his eyes to Ai Hui and said in a deep voice: "Your thunder is also unique. I looked at your sword tower, which is interesting. But that's not enough. Your potential, you have to dig out all your potential! You are like a sissy now, see what shit are you practicing?"

After a merciless and ruthless word, he cursed everyone in the face, which made everyone stunned.

The next moment, everyone's face changed. Although Ai Hui usually looks smiling, his temper is absolutely bad. And he is a guy who is stronger than the strong, but he is not as good as the weak!

However, what stunned them was that Ai Hui saluted respectfully: "Please give me some advice!"

Lebulen did not smile because of Ai Hui's respect and politeness, but frowned: "I have already given instructions. What should I do is your own business. The path you are walking is different from others, and no one can teach you."

After thinking about his apprentice being still under someone else's hands, he stopped, looked at Ai Hui, and said meaningfully: "I think you are like me, a person with a wish. My wish is to become a master and defeat Dai Gang. I don't know what your wish is, whether it is difficult or simpler than mine, but if you have a wish, you have to be a little cruel to yourself. It's already good, and it's never enough to realize your wish."

Ai Hui's body shook.

Le Bulen turned his face and said to Shi Xueman: "Zu Yan will throw this away, I'll go to practice."

After saying that, it soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone was lost. The impact of whether they were happy just now was too strong. No one expected that the joy that was regarded as a loser would be so tenacious.

Yes, tenacious.

Even though Lebulen still has not become a master until now, he is still a loser and has not succeeded. Perhaps many years later, people will still remember Dai Gang, and no one will remember Lebulen who failed to hit the master eight times.

But this did not affect everyone's admiration for him at all.

Ai Hui was a little confused, and his mind was filled with the words he had just been happy about.

When others saw Ai Hui's appearance, they showed an unbearable expression. In their opinion, Ai Hui was already cruel enough to him, tireless in his cultivation, and impeccable in diligence. Crazy and desperate things like LeBron are not something that a normal person can do.

Senior Lebull is a lunatic!

Jiang Wei and others were about to comfort Ai Hui, but Shi Xueman stopped him. Everyone looked at Shi Xueman, and Shi Xueman shook his head at them.

Ai Hui stood there in a daze.

On the ridge of Heiyuzui Mountain, there is a large mud of several miles in diameter.

Exhausted Wang Xiaoshan was lying in the mud, half of his cheeks submerged in the mud, he gasped, his mind was blank, and his eyes were empty.

The black smoke erupted from time to time by the Black Fish Mouth Mountain floated through the blue field in his sight.

The energy in his body was exhausted and his physical strength was exhausted.

When Wang Xiaoshan built a city alone, he pulled his cheeks and felt extremely bitter.

He overestimated himself.

Everyone overestimated him.

His physical strength was overdrawn, and his thinking was floating like black smoke. He suddenly thought that when he was in Wansheng Garden, Ai Hui took them to avoid the blood beast.

"Who is the Tu Cultivator?"

The sentence Ai Hui asked at that time was unforgettable for him, and it was the turning point of his fate. When they hid behind rocks and soil, waiting for reinforcements in the dark, no one knew that Wang Xiaoshan's excitement was far greater than fear. For the first time, he knew that he could also help others.

Until later, he was very grateful to be with everyone.

He has recalled countless times that it is so lucky that a person like him who is useless can survive a bloody disaster.

Pick.

A drop of raindrops as big as beans hit his face, causing pain.

There were more and more rain, heavy rain, and the rain hit his face, and he could hardly open his eyes.

It hurts...

Suddenly, when Songjian City appeared in front of me, it was raining heavily that day, and Ai Hui knelt in front of the grave.

It must be painful...

The sadness and shame that day suddenly surged from the depths of memory. I remembered that day he said to himself, Wang Xiaoshan, you must be able to help everyone in the future.

The rain hits the face, and it feels hot.

Not knowing where a force was born, Wang Xiaoshan struggled to get up and built his city in the rain. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!