Chapter 1 The Body of Five Thunders!

The three major families in Huangfeng Valley - the Chen family.

The opening ceremony of the spirit ceremony held every three years is held today.

The Chen family disciples, who were around ten years old, lined up neatly and placed their hands on the soul-opening pearl in order.

Next to the soul-opening orb stood a skinny old man, he was Chen Tianming, the foundation-building senior of the Chen family.

Responsible for this spiritual opening ceremony.

"Crash!"

A short and fat boy placed his hand on the soul-opening orb with trepidation. In an instant, red and green light gushed out of the orb.

"Dual spiritual roots of wood and fire!"

Seeing the aura radiating from the soul-opening orb, Chen Tianming's wrinkled face was filled with joy.

For the Chen family, having two spiritual roots is also an excellent qualification.

As long as one is lucky, two or so foundation-building pills are enough to make one a foundation-building cultivator.

"well!"

Hearing about the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, the ancestor of the Chen family, who was sitting upright on the bluestone chair, couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Give me treasure!"

As he spoke, a storage bag flew out of his hand and landed steadily in front of the short fat man.

He was filled with joy and kept kowtowing and bowing.

"Hey!"

Chen Yun, who was standing behind the crowd, was filled with anxiety.

After all, he is a time traveler, and it is still unknown whether he can possess spiritual roots.

If you don’t have spiritual roots, how can you have the power to protect yourself in this treacherous world of mortals cultivating immortals?

Then we can only seek help from Emperor Yue.

Just as Chen Yun was contemplating, a call came from a distance.

"Boy, don't just stand there, put your hand on the spirit bead!"

Chen Yun realized it later and slowly placed his right hand on the cold spiritual bead.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the spirit-testing bead.

"Crack!"

As soon as the lightning appeared, such a powerful force instantly penetrated the Spirit-Testing Pearl, and cracks appeared on it.

It turned into pieces the size of fingernails and scattered all over the ground.

"Thunder Spiritual Root!"

"God bless our Chen family. We actually found a disciple with thunder spirit roots!"

After seeing the spirit-detecting bead emitting lightning, the ancestor of the Chen family stood up excitedly and looked at Chen Yun.

Among all kinds of spiritual roots, the power of thunder spiritual root is definitely enough to rank among the top.

Although the alien spiritual roots are not like the natural spiritual roots that can ignore the shackles and break through the Jindan stage.

However, his cultivation speed is comparable to that of a natural spiritual root, and his fighting skills are enough to rival several cultivators of the same level.

Even if he cannot become a Jindan cultivator in the future, it will be enough for the Chen family to train him vigorously.

"Young man, what's your name?"

The Chen family's ancestor looked at Chen Yun with a smile on his face.

"Junior Chen Yun, greets the ancestor!"

Chen Yun stepped forward quickly, walked in front of the old ancestor, and bowed.

"Not bad!"

The ancestor of the Chen family glanced at Chen Yun, nodded with satisfaction, and waved his right hand lightly.

A book, ten spirit stones, and a fist-sized cloth bag appeared in front of Chen Yun.

"From now on, you will move into the inner courtyard and practice with the direct descendants!"

The Chen family is one of the three major families in Huangfeng Valley.

It is divided into two courtyards, the inner and outer courtyards. The outer courtyard is inhabited by collateral relatives and ordinary people.

The conditions for living in the inner courtyard are that one must be a direct descendant, or a cultivator whose cultivation has broken through to the late stage of Qi training.

Chen Yun, who had not yet started practicing, was asked to move into the inner courtyard.

This shows how much the Chen family ancestor values ​​Chen Yun.

"Thank you, ancestor!"

Chen Yun did not dare to be negligent. He took the reward from the ancestor and bowed.

evening.

Led by a maid in a white dress, Chen Yun came to an ancient courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, but very exquisite, with three rooms and a courtyard, and even a stream flowing through the courtyard.

A small stone pavilion is located in the center of the courtyard.

After closing the door, Chen Yun sat cross-legged and placed the three items given by the ancestor flat on the table.

"Hao Lei Jue!" Chen Yun's eyes swept across the book in his hand, which was a basic thunder-related skill.

There are thirteen levels in total, enough to cultivate to the peak of Qi training.

For Chen Yun, who has the power of thunder spirit, this is a very good technique.

It looks like a cloth bag, so I guess it is a storage bag used by monks to store items.

The last ten crystal clear gems should be low-level spirit stones.

Chen Yun sat cross-legged, spread out the Hao Lei Jue, and read it silently.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the sky darkened.

A bright moon hangs in the sky.

Chen Yun took a deep breath and sat cross-legged.

Then, he followed the practice method of Hao Lei Jue and carefully felt the surrounding spiritual energy.

Time passes by every second.

Three full hours passed.

Suddenly, a slight numbness emerged in Dantian.

What followed was a faint thread of spiritual power that appeared in the dantian.

"I feel the spiritual power!"

Chen Yun was delighted. The aptitude of his spiritual root was truly extraordinary. He could feel the spiritual power so quickly.

It seems that using these ten low-level spirit stones should be enough for me to cultivate to the first level of Qi training.

In the following period of time, Chen Yun practiced in seclusion and never went out.

Daily food was delivered to the house by maids in white, allowing Chen Yun to focus on his cultivation.

Half a month later.

A crisp system prompt sounded.

【Chen Yun】

[Spiritual Root: Thunder Spiritual Root]

【Constitution: Five Thunder Body】

[Cultivation: Level 1 of Qi training]

[Kung Fu: Hao Lei Jue]

[Spell: None]

[Supernatural power: none]

[Can be copied once]

Looking at the attribute bar in front of him, Chen Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he was overjoyed.

The body of five thunders, isn’t that the physique of Lei Yunzi from the spiritual world?
I never thought that I would have such a physique.

He is born with the ability to control five kinds of thunder power. In the original novel, he is in the middle stage of Refining Void and is able to fight against Han Li, who is in the late stage of Refining Void.

And what is this number of replicas?

"If we can copy the Heavenly Palm Bottle, wouldn't that mean our resources are unlimited?"

Chen Yun widened his eyes, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

With this in mind, Chen Yun looked at the spirit stone in his hand.

[Low-level Spiritual Stone, can be copied]

Hearing the system prompt sound coming from his ear, Chen Yun was startled, and quickly put it down, then picked up the storage bag beside him.

[Poor quality storage bag, can be copied]

Chen Yun frowned slightly. It seemed that he could copy an item unlimitedly.

As for living things.

With this in mind, Chen Yun pushed the door open and looked at a goldfish in the stream.

He scooped up the goldfish with his right hand and held it directly in his hand.

There was a pause, no reaction at all.

"It seems that only dead things can be copied!"

Chen Yun muttered silently, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "Such a precious opportunity can only be kept on the Palm of Heaven Bottle!"

"Qiaoqian, how was your training today?"

"Mother, I should be able to break through the first level of Qi training in half a month!"

……

At this moment, a soft cry was heard from outside the yard.

"Chen Qiaoqian?"

Chen Yun's heart moved slightly, and he immediately pushed the door open and walked out.

I saw a young girl in a green dress skipping towards the door opposite.

There was a young woman at the door, gently stroking Chen Qiaoqian's hair.

(End of this chapter)