The old man looked up and was shocked. He exerted force on his feet and instantly left the depths of the bamboo sea and rushed to the edge of the stone house.

The scared boy said, "Don't be afraid, your breakthrough realm has brought about thunder tribulation... You can't survive the tribulation here, you have to change the place."

What a joke, do you want to survive the tribulation in front of the stone house?

The old man pulled him to the stone cliff fifty feet away from the stone house and placed him on the flat ground: "Hold on, the old man can't help with this matter, you will be a legend."

What is this thunder tribulation in the foundation-building realm not a legend?

It was just a moment of sight, and the surroundings were dark, and the faint thunder in the sky was getting closer and closer.

However, Shura, who fell to the ground, did not know the changes in the world at this moment. He kept reciting Chinese scriptures and chanting louder and louder, trying to compete with the world.

Even the old man in the distance heard the sound of the Taoist scriptures, and the guy who was in his heart, asked the child to practice the Taoist scriptures.

I saw the sky suddenly darkened, and all the beasts in the mountains hid in the cave. As if the end of the world was coming, they lay in the cave and did not dare to make a sound.

The golden light around the young Shura was getting stronger and stronger, and it had spread to the stone house where the old man was. A spiritual cyclone nest was getting bigger and bigger, wrapping him tightly...

The boy who was not prepared at all faced with the first thunder disaster in his life.

This is a real thunder tribulation, not a joke from someone above the Nine Heavens.

The thunder disaster that people in the world only face when they are distracted has begun, and the young man has already begun to build the foundation.

Shura, who has no experience, will undergo a tremendous change in the true energy in his body at this moment, and will liquefy the gas and become a practitioner in the foundation-building realm in this world.

Crackling! A dazzling lightning flashed by.

Rumble...the deafening thunder sounded immediately.

Accompanied by the thunder, a white lightning fell fiercely and quickly over the boy's head. Before the old man could come to his senses, a golden lightning slashed violently at the young Shura who was falling on the ground.

Shura had closed his eyes and kept reciting scriptures in his mouth.

Nothing is not the heaven, nothing is not the life.

Nothing is not a god, nothing is not a real thing.

......

The old man frowned tightly. He didn't expect that the little guy in front of him would actually attract a thunder tribulation that was only found in the distraction realm.

At this moment, the young Shura, the world cannot tolerate it...

Just a ray of lightning struck the boy's head and bloodied and fell to the ground.

A flash of lightning entered the body, and the golden light around the boy absorbed part of the power of lightning, and at the same time, his body was slowly undergoing strange changes.

The boy's meridian tendons and veins were destroyed and repaired quickly. During the repeated process, the body and meridians became stronger and stronger.

Slowly, Shura's bones were also changing and becoming denser, with a faint blue color spreading on each bone.

Before he could raise his head, two golden thunders of thunder arrived at the same time, like two destructive sword lights, slashing hard on the young Shura.

The blood instantly spread on the bluestone slab under him.

I saw a blue true energy spreading quietly in the boy's body.

The injured meridians immediately ushered in a spring rain like dry seedlings, sprouting, breaking through the soil, and growing green leaves...

The foundation-building realm refers to the true qi in the dantian of a practitioner who has condensed into liquid after being transformed into a liquid. The liquefied true qi of ordinary people is like a drop of water, some are the size of an egg, and at most it is a miracle that has fists and defecation.

However, Shura, now looking in his dantian, found that his liquid was like a large lake.

He had no experience in practicing and thought that this was the norm of practice, but he was not surprised.

The simplest judgment of whether a practitioner can embark on the ultimate path of cultivation depends on whether he can break through from the Qi Refining Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

If he cannot even practice the foundation-building realm, he will basically stop the path of practicing forward in the future.

This is the cruelty of practice.

After overcoming three thunder tribulations, a colorful cloud descended and quietly repaired the body of the young man who overcomeded the tribulations.

Shura stared at the changes in his body in a daze, watching the blood and 206 bones swimming in his body actually had a hint of blue. This time, from breaking through Qi refining to building the foundation, the change was so big.

This feeling cannot be described in words, he can only feel it slowly.

If Master Qingxu knew about his body changes at this moment, even if he didn't scare his chin, he would swallow a few slurs. This is no longer a monster, but a legend.

Even at the level of divine distraction, I have never heard of anyone's bones and blood turning pale blue, let alone he survived the heavenly tribulation alone.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear.

The old man ran over immediately and stared blankly at the boy sitting on the ground.

At this time, the boy had become a coke person, his clothes were gone, and he had no grass on his head, and he turned into a carbon black stick from head to toe.

The boy with his eyes opened, looked at the approaching old man, and asked with his mouth open: "Senior, what happened just now? Why did I get struck by lightning?"

The old man looked at him with a smile and said softly: "See carefully the changes in the Dantian in your body."

Shura immediately concentrated his mind and qi, feeling the true energy in his dantian, but was startled and looked at the old man and said, "Senior, why is my full qi missing? There is a lake of water in the dantian."

"That's not the lake water, it's the true energy of the liquid in your dantian. From this moment on, you have broken through the realm and built the foundation." The old man touched his chin and replied with satisfaction.

Shura looked down at his body that was charred by the lightning and said softly: "This is the realm that has been broken? It feels like a dream. He was desperately hit by three thunders, and then he built the foundation."

The old man shook his head and walked towards the stone house with his hands behind his back. He was shocked and had to cook tea to suppress his shock.

The two of them came to the stone roof, and the old man said, "Go to the house and wash your body, change your clothes and let's talk about it in detail."

Shura nodded, turned around and walked behind the house.

It took less than a quarter of an hour to wash up the spring water.

Finally, I washed the cokes on my body one by one, and then changed into a clean black shirt.

Take off the mask from your face and look down into the water in the wooden barrel.

I saw a pale little face reflected in the water of the mirror. The terrifying wound healed a little under the power of the heavenly tribulation. If I didn't look carefully, I could no longer see the previous wound...

Surprised Shura stretched out his hands, picked up the spring water and poured it on his face, and gently rubbed his face.

"Maybe, after surviving the Golden Pill Calamity next time, you will be able to repair the wound that the third sister can't do."

Holding the Shura mask in his hand, Shura walked towards the stone house.

The old man looked at him and was at a loss for a moment.

He finally understood why the boy in front of him had to wear it on one hand.

"Thank you senior for your spiritual tea. When I broke the realm of Wen Dao, I also repaired a lot of wounds on my face... Even my third senior sister has put a lot of effort into it, but she can't do anything about it."

Xiu Xiu is in a good mood right now, and he whispered from the old man.

The old man who has practiced in the Tianhuang Mountains for hundreds of years has never seen any situation before. He thought that the child in front of him is indeed an extraordinary person.

After three thunder tribulations that were only available in the realm of divine distraction, the body underwent unexpected changes.

"I'm afraid your master didn't think that you would have to overcome the tribulation just by breaking the realm and building the foundation?"

The old man did not change the tea, and then the tea that had been cooked before began to boil, looking at Shura and asked, "You have attracted three thunders to break the realm, scaring away all the beasts in the mountain. What should you eat tonight?"

Shura could not say anything about him, and laughed and said, "There is still half a pheasant that can cook a pot of meat porridge and add some bamboo shoots. I wonder if you are satisfied with the seniors?"

"Oh, let's go hunting tomorrow."

The old man poured him a cup of tea, looked at him and said seriously: "Drink this tea well. If you can taste it, you are qualified to go somewhere with me."

Shura was shocked and looked at him unable to speak. Isn’t it just a tasteless spiritual tea?

No matter how good spiritual tea is, will it still work after three dishes?

Not daring to ask more questions, the boy picked up the cup in front of him, blew gently, and sent it to his mouth.

It took me a long time before the boy replied in a daze: "There is no longer the bitterness of the first, no second aftertaste, and no third sweetness of the second... It tastes better than the spring water, but it is also the tea that tastes tasteless?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Shura frowned and replied thoughtfully.

"What a tea that is tasteless, then I ask you if it is tasteless, is it still tea? Can such tea be drunk further? If you keep this pot of tea alone, can you still feel sweet and pleasant to drink?"

"Let me think about it... Drinking tea is also like drinking water. If there is spiritual tea every day, it will be better. If there is no, what if you drink a coarse tea? Just like before the younger generation, you can practice in Qi Refining Realm."

Shura said this, raised his head and looked at the old man and replied seriously.

The old man looked at the boy in front of him and couldn't help but smile, smiling a little unrestrainedly and proudly.

"For nothing, nothing is done, tasteless. You have to taste a tastelessness from the tasteless spiritual tea, and you have to experience a taste from the tasteless spiritual tea."

I'll tell you a story.

Once upon a time, an old monk lived in seclusion in the mountains. One day, an old friend who had been a monk went up the mountain to see him.

The old monk was having a meal at that time.

His old friend found that there was only a bowl of rice and a plate of pickles on the table, which was very bitter.

The friend couldn't bear it and asked softly: "I said you only eat this bowl of pickles, will it be too salty?"

The old monk looked up at him and smiled, "To me, this salty smells salty."

After eating the rice, the old monk picked up the kettle and poured some warm water, washed the pickled soup at the bottom of the bowl and drank it, and poured another cup of white water to drink.
To be continued...