"It's finished" When Zhang Cheng saw it, he couldn't help but clench his fists fiercely, his face full of excitement.
In order to increase the chance of being struck by lightning, an iron drill was tied to the top of these large trees, which just dispersed the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, and five lightning strike trees were created at once.
You must know that those big mountain gates, each of which has several large forest farms under its name, but in a year, even if you are lucky, there are only seven or eight thunder splitting woods, if you are unlucky, you are likely to have no harvest, and you can only use the extra magic weapons to exchange with other mountain gates.
After all, charms are different from magic weapons, they are a consumable thing, and they are in great demand, and selling talismans to pilgrims is also one of the important incomes of many mountain gates, so between mountain gates, charms can basically be counted as a kind of currency.
As the only raw material that can make rune paper, thunder splitting wood is basically monopolized by Dashanmen, and it cannot be bought on the market at all.
Such a precious thing has been unattainable for thousands of years, but this law has been completely broken by Zhang Cheng.
With the Heavenly Tribulation Summoner of the Corpse King, Thunder Splitting Wood really wants as much as he wants.
Moreover, the jujube wood and peach wood that has been split by the Heavenly Tribulation contains much more pure yang qi in the trunk than the wood that has been split by ordinary heavenly thunder, and the rune paper made is definitely more awesome, which is equivalent to euros and pounds in the magic world, and it can definitely be exchanged for a lot of good things.
Ye Xiaoman controlled the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, and walked all the way to the depths of the woods, and the dark clouds in the sky also fluttered, and thunder and lightning fell like rain, but they were all led away by the dense trees around.
Although everything went well, Zhang Cheng didn't dare to be careless, after all, this was a catastrophe, and if it accidentally fell on Ye Xiaoman's head, she would definitely not be able to bear it.
So he followed Ye Xiaoman all the way, holding a mourning stick, ready to be a human lightning rod if he found something wrong.
As he walked, Zhang Cheng suddenly had an idea in his heart, since the catastrophe can be blocked by other things, can he also rely on the gourd to draw a scoop when he crosses the tribulation in the future.
In this way, the spell that will be extinguished after three years will be useless When Zhang Cheng thought of this, he immediately called Ye Xiaoman with an excited face and said what he thought, but he didn't expect it to be a basin of cold water.
"If you think that the beauty of the catastrophe is only counted if it is split, it will not be counted if it is not split.
Even if you dodge it once, can you still dodge it again and again, and if you use this method to avoid the catastrophe, the power of the catastrophe will become more and more powerful, and it will undoubtedly be a chronic suicide. ” "So that's the case" Zhang Cheng was a little disappointed, but after thinking about it, the heavenly tribulation is a test set by the rules of heaven and earth to a certain level, once you cross it, it will go to the next level, and if you can't cross it, you will have it, if you can cheat, the rules of heaven and earth are too inferior.
But that's okay, the corpse king is facing the Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, that is, the thirty-six divine thunders.
According to Ye Xiaoman's words, in the future, there will be more and more repetitions of the Heavenly Tribulation, which means that more lightning strike wood can be created, which is also a good thing.
After walking around the woods for more than half an hour, more than half of the hundreds of trees had been split, and all the thirty-six divine thunders had fallen, and the dark clouds in the sky immediately dispersed, revealing a patch of stars and moons.
Ye Xiaoman stopped, his hands slowly rotated in front of his chest, and the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror began to shrink slowly, and at the same time, the red light wrapped around the corpse king's body suddenly tightened, dragging it into the bronze mirror.
"Roar" The corpse king finally saw the light of day again, where was he willing to be sealed again, grabbed the edge of the bronze mirror with both hands, and resisted with all his might.
Ye Xiaoman's ghost body began to tremble faintly, and the ghost power of his whole body poured into the Yin Yang Bagua Mirror.
The Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror suddenly glowed red, and countless tentacle-like red light poked out from the bronze mirror, wrapping around the corpse king's whole body, and pulling it down little by little.
The corpse king roared angrily, the muscles on his arms rose high, and a huge force erupted, and his body suddenly rose a little higher, forming a stalemate with the Yin Yang Bagua Mirror.
"I'm coming" As soon as Zhang Cheng saw it, he rushed up with a mourning stick, stepped on the yin and yang gossip mirror, and beat the corpse king's head violently.
The Corpse King was furious, and couldn't help but pull out his hand and grab Zhang Cheng.
But the moment it let go, the suction of the Yin Yang Bagua Mirror suddenly increased, and the corpse king's whole body sank, and he was instantly sucked into the whirlpool of the bronze mirror, and disappeared without a trace with an unwilling roar.
"Bye-bye" Zhang Cheng made a flying kiss and jumped off the yin and yang gossip mirror.
Ye Xiaoman whispered a few words in her mouth, and the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror shrank to a normal size and slowly fell into her hands.
It didn't take long to talk about it, but Ye Xiaoman's face was also pale at this time, his ghost body trembled, and all the power of faith gathered during this time was consumed.
"It's good that there are no problems, but the next Heavenly Tribulation should be more powerful and last longer.
I guess I won't be able to do it again anytime soon.
Ye Xiaoman slowed down for a while before he said in a deep voice.
Zhang Cheng looked around and said with a happy face: "It's okay, it's enough to use so many lightning strikes for a long time, and our Divine Monarch Temple is now in full bloom, and when this batch is used up, the power of faith should be enough." ” Ye Xiaoman nodded, and he was also very happy in his heart.
Aside from Zhang Cheng, there is also a statue of her on the altar of the Shenjun Temple, and she also regards this place as her home.
Being able to contribute to the growth of the Divine Monarch Concept, her heart is also full of pride.
Zhang Cheng shouted a few times at the bottom of the mountain, called Hou Jingshan and a group of mages back, and began to count the results of tonight's battle.
There were hundreds of jujube and peach trees in total, and when they were finally counted, only about half of them could be used to make talismans, and the other half were split into charcoal.
This is mainly because the power of the Heavenly Tribulation behind is too great, and Zhang Cheng is the first time to do this, so he is inexperienced.
The distance between the trees is relatively far away, and even if there are four or five trees behind them, they will not be able to withstand the power of the catastrophe.
Although the success rate is only half, this number is also very scary, more than fifty lightning strike wood with the thickness of an adult's waist, how many runes can be made If you put it in an ordinary mountain gate, I'm afraid that you won't be able to make up so much for a hundred years.
Zhang Cheng immediately arranged for someone to cut down the tree, these things are very expensive, if they are stolen in the back mountain, then they really can't cry.
The chainsaw axe has been prepared in the afternoon, but these trees are really not light, and there is no means of transportation on the mountain, even if it is cut down, it will have to rely on manpower to resist Huiguanli, just rely on them in Jingshan, and they will definitely not be able to do it in a short time.
Zhang Cheng thought about it, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, took out the phone and dialed out.
Two hours later, a bus stopped at the gate of the Shenjun Temple, and a group of muscular men got out of the car and hurried over
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