Chan Yinsha couldn't wait to share her excitement with Lin Yi, but when she saw that the prisoner beside her was also a lightning tribulation expert, she opened her mouth wide and didn't know what to say.
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Chapter 204 Meeting an Old Friend
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"Silver Gauze, congratulations on surviving the tribulation." Lin Yi said with a smile.
"The tribulation of lightning has nine levels, each more difficult than the last," Chan Yinsha said with a soft sigh as she came to her senses. The overwhelming power of the tribulation of lightning still lingered in her heart.
Lin Yi stepped forward, grasped Chan Yinsha's hand, and said, "In ancient times, there was a Dao Ancestor named Tianhe who composed a ballad, which I give to you today, so that we may encourage each other."
Zen Silver Gauze listened attentively.
Lin Yi recited: "I have climbed one mountain after another, and I will not climb anything but the peak. I want to obtain the fruit of immortality, and I am unwilling to live an ordinary life in the mortal world."
After saying that, the two looked at each other and smiled.
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Inside a palace in Tianwu City, Lin Yi and Chan Yinsha were working together to refine a magical artifact.
A pool!
The pool contained numerous talismans, each depicting a bolt of lightning.
These thunder talismans were far more sophisticated and vast than the thunder magic of the Divine Firmament Path. A powerful aura of heavenly thunder shook Zen Silver Veil.
If she hadn't already survived a tribulation of lightning, her thoughts would probably have been shattered long ago.
Thunder Pool is one of the ultimate transformations of the Nine Heavens Thunder Palace General Array.
Lin Yi put all the magical treasures he had previously captured, such as the Yuan Yang Sword, the Wu Chang Sword, the Yellow Springs Staff, the Doomsday Axe, and the Blood Red Blanket, along with other materials, into the Thunder Pool for refining.
Streaks of lightning flashed, breaking through infinite space and time, and were drawn in.
With a hissing sound, the bolts of lightning fell into the pool, immediately gathering like ripples, gradually filling it up.
Transforming lightning into water—this is the secret of the Nine Tribulations of Lightning, and at this moment, it is presented before Lin Yi and Chan Yinsha's eyes.
"Master, I have another piece of clothing. I'm so happy!"
The Primordial Spirit of the Void appeared beside Lin Yi, its two large, furry ears swaying, its snow-white face full of joy.
"You'll have even more clothes in the future," Lin Yi said with a smile, patting Taixu Yuanling's head.
"Master, you are such a kind person." After saying this, Taixu Yuanling shrank back into his robe.
"Yin Sha, you've just survived the tribulation of lightning. How about you rest and recuperate in the lightning pool for now?" Lin Yi asked.
Zen Yinsha nodded, and a five-colored pearl flew out from between her eyebrows, transforming into a beautiful woman dressed in a five-colored palace gown, which was Zen Yinsha's own appearance.
The Peacock King sent the Haotian Yuanzhu, which was used to refine the second primordial spirit, from afar, and Chan Yinsha naturally accepted it without hesitation.
After watching Zen Silver Gauze's second primordial spirit depart, a small seal of uncertain shape, seemingly black and white, yet neither black nor white, appeared in his hand, as if it were the source of all things and the beginning of all causes and effects.
Countless threads of cause and effect appeared in Lin Yi's eyes. He activated the Taiyi Heavenly Escape Yin-Yang Array to deduce the cause and effect, and then flicked a golden thread of cause and effect with his finger.
Then, a rift appeared in the void, and the person vanished.
The sea breeze blew in my face, carrying with it the scent of blood and malevolence. Hundreds of ships were engaged in fierce combat on the sea.
Lin Yi glanced around and saw the monk Jingren, who was hidden in the crowd, suddenly attack and use the Tathagata Dharma Seal to kill a young man holding a giant bow with a single palm strike.
Then, with a roar, his masculine energy burst forth, and several cultivators who were performing Taoist arts had their souls detached from their bodies and were instantly annihilated.
With the final blow from the monk Jingren, the battle came to an end.
Lin Yi glanced at him and saw that after some time apart, the monk Jingren was full of energy and had a dignified demeanor, no longer resembling the destitute man he had been in the wilderness.
Lin Yi glided through the air and arrived at the boat where the monk Jingren was. He said, "Since our parting in the wilderness, Master's martial arts have made further progress. Congratulations!"
The monk Jingren, dressed as a layman, smiled and said, "Mr. Lin, you flatter me."
Lin Yi took out a jade gourd, handed it over, and transmitted his voice, saying, "This is the Creation Jade Gourd of the Creation Dao. Inside are the valuables left by the Great Zen Temple, which I am returning in full today. My karmic connection with your sect can be considered settled."
Monk Jingren solemnly accepted the jade gourd without refusing it.
The reason he hasn't been able to take that final step to become a human immortal is because his body is too depleted. Even though he has grasped the secrets of becoming a human immortal, his body can't keep up, so he can only patiently circulate his qi and blood, accumulating it day by day, slowly refining himself.
Similarly, without sufficient financial support, rebuilding the Great Zen Temple would ultimately be nothing but empty talk.
"The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts"—this is the most practical saying.
"Mr. Lin, is it really you?" a surprised voice rang out.
Lin Yi turned his head and saw Hong Yi striding towards him.
The frail scholar who once lived in the secluded valley of the Western Hills has vanished without a trace. Now, Hong Yi is full of energy, striding with the confidence and vigor of a dragon and the strength of a tiger, exuding heroic spirit.
"Young Master Hong, how have you been?" Lin Yi said with a smile.
Meeting an old friend naturally brings joy.
Lin Yi's arrival disrupted the course of many things. Hong Yi was still adrift at sea, but Champion Marquis Yang An had already fled to the wilderness.
The moonlight, like water, poured onto the silent sea.