Chapter 118: Golden Light Limit
The cave was dark.

With the arrival of the two, the fire Qi that Jiang Mo had left on the rock wall began to burn from the outside to the inside, and the flickering glow illuminated the way.

"Old Lu, I have also heard of the existence of blessed lands and caves that can help people practice. I didn't expect that Sect Master Jiang would personally carve one for you."

"How much trouble is this? He is so kind to you."

The moment Zhang Zhiwei stepped into the cave, he could feel a huge amount of thunder Qi buried deep inside. The vague sense of threat was even more exaggerated than the Qi cloud containing thunder he had seen last time.

Lu Jin responded as he walked: "Brother Zhang, you don't know how hard our practice is. It's not easy to enter the realm of rebirth, and it's even more dangerous to break through the barriers. It's easy to break your meridians and leave you disabled. To save your life, you can only kill off all your cultivation."

"Throughout the generations, many seniors, after reaching the second level, went down the mountain to travel, looking for an opportunity to break through, but never returned;"

Zhang Zhiwei seemed to be thinking about something. Thinking of Jiang Mo's ageless face, he couldn't help but ask:
"How old is Chief Jiang?"

"I think that without the Rebirth Technique, he is younger than both of us. He has such aura that he is almost a land immortal. His vitality is as surging as a river or lake, and there is no end in sight."

Zhang Zhiwei looked through thousands of years of ancient history and found that there were very few records of extraordinary people who could regain youth, but now Trinity Gate has such a person.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.

In response to this, Lu Jin sorted out the fragments of conversation he had with his uncle in his mind, looking for clues, and slowly replied:

"Your age should be around 'knowing the destiny'?"

"When I was still a disciple, my uncle had already reached the second level of perfection and left the mountain. He has been wandering outside for more than 20 years. Adding the years he spent in the sect in his early years, I guess his level is not low."

"Among all the seniors who have been away for so many years, he is the only one who has returned."

Judging from the advanced requirements for practicing the Ni Sheng Gong method and his uncle's experience of hardship, Lu Jin understood Jiang Mo's original intention very well.

"Master Uncle used the natural power of the ice field to tear it apart and reassemble it to break through the bottleneck, but the conditions were too harsh. Even he narrowly escaped death, let alone us younger generations."

"Perhaps it was because of this that Master Uncle didn't want us to follow his path and lose our lives in vain, so he built this precious land."

Zhang Zhiwei, who knew the whole story, was more and more impressed and could not help but sigh:

"Old Lu, Master Jiang has paved the way for you. It is a great fortune to have such an elder in the sect. With such achievements alone, I am afraid that he will be on par with your ancestors in the future."

"The false reputation in the future? Uncle Master doesn't care about that. When a person dies, it's like a light going out. Honor and disgrace are meaningless to him."

Lu Jin said this, but in his heart, his uncle's achievements had already surpassed those of his master.

He propped up the collapsing edifice, taught the true Dharma, and built the Five Prefectures of Treasure Land. The sect, which was originally heading for decline, was forced to regain its glory in the hands of the uncle-master, and firmly sat on the position of the number one in the Xuanmen sect, looking down on the world.

What a great effort to turn the tide;
What a great achievement!
What a stunning talent!
Whenever he thought of Lu Jin, who had experienced many changes in the sect and was full of vigor and vitality, he could not suppress the admiration in his heart.

I walked quietly to the end of the cave while the two were talking.

"That's it, Brother Zhang."

Lu Jin stopped at the edge of the Bagua furnace cave and explained to Zhang Zhiwei the operating mechanism of the Cang Lei treasure land, especially asking him to pay attention to the runes engraved on the furnace wall.

Zhang Zhiwei looked down at the furnace hole under his feet, and the few thin suspended lightning flashes were reflected in his pupils.

Although it was not fatal, for the first time in his life he felt an indescribable danger, like a barrel of explosives with a lit fuse that could trigger a horrific explosion at any time.

"Old Lu, have you been in?"

Zhang Zhiwei breathed in and out gently, adjusting his body's condition in advance, making his own state infinitely close to a certain 'positive' state. There was no golden light emanating from his body surface yet, and he could enter with just a thought.

"Well, when I used my full strength to push forward the Reverse Life, my limit was to be able to withstand the baptism of eighteen Qi thunders, but soon my Qi was exhausted;"

Lu Jin reminded him with some concern: "Brother Zhang, your cultivation is even higher than mine, and the amount of Qi thunder attacking you is just as much. Remember to come out before your Qi is insufficient, otherwise I will not be able to forcibly interfere with your cultivation in the furnace cave."

"Good old Lu, don't worry."

Zhang Zhiwei put his arm around Lu Jin's shoulders, answered, and then a faint golden light appeared around his body, and he walked towards the edge of the furnace hole step by step.

The stronger your cultivation and the sharper your five senses, the more you can feel the horror of this furnace cave.

Even Zhang Zhiwei did not dare to be careless. He calmed his emotions and increased the intensity of the golden light to the extreme to protect his whole body. His eyes were firm and serious.

"call out--!"

He leaped into the furnace cave, and in an instant, three lightning bolts came across the sky and hit the golden light that protected his body, making crisp clanging sounds, like weapons colliding violently.

"Disperse."

Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand, and golden light gathered, instantly destroying the three lightning bolts.

However, there was not even a moment to think. Zhang Zhiwei, who was in the center of the furnace cave, felt his skin numb all over. He clearly remembered that the initial three Qi thunders mentioned by Lu Jin were like switches. Only after passing the test would the real Qi thunder be triggered.

Under his vigilant eyes, the runes engraved on the surrounding furnace walls kept lighting up, the restraints imposed on them fell madly, and dense thunder poured down like a flood, submerging the entire furnace cave.

"Boom!!!"

Sixteen silver thunder dragons roared, locked onto the golden light in the field, and in an instant crushed through like a tornado, knocking Zhang Zhiwei to stagger and causing him to look solemn.

This was exactly the training he wanted.

The golden light transformed into a giant hand, trying to suppress several silver electric currents as thick as basin mouths, but it was unable to defeat them, and could only pin them to the ground, falling into a stalemate. In less than a few breaths, dozens of raging thunderbolts blasted through the golden hand.

Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Zhiwei gathered the golden light and covered his body with it.

At the same time, another ten Qi thunders broke free from their restraints, and a total of twenty-six silver dragons circled in the furnace cave, blocking all directions and attacking Zhang Zhiwei in the center.

"Boom!!!"

The once indestructible golden light now seemed like fragile tofu, being riddled with holes by the force of the massive bombardment.

Different from Lu Jin who used the protective qi and repairing power constructed by Ni Sheng to continuously resist, Zhang Zhiwei only focused his energy on the protective method of golden light when facing the invasion of Qi Lei.

Even so, the golden light was constantly shattering, and the thunder in the furnace cave became brighter and brighter, and the number gradually increased.

Twenty-seven.
Twenty-eight.
Twenty-nine.
Lu Jin, who was outside the furnace cave, was counting with full concentration. As someone who had experienced it personally, he knew very well that with every additional Qi thunder, the difficulty would increase dramatically, pushing the practitioners in the cave to their limits.

Under the siege of twenty-nine Qi thunders, the golden light built by Zhang Zhiwei was shattered and then reorganized, and it could not withstand it even for a moment.

The true Qi in his body was reduced by nearly half, sweat was dripping down his forehead, and the golden light was torn apart by the Qi thunder every moment. Zhang Zhiwei had to do his best to repair every gap.

Thirty-three.
XXXV.
Finally, after breaking through the barrier of thirty-five Qi thunders, a dazzling thunderstorm suddenly broke out inside the furnace cave, which made Zhang Zhiwei's hands and feet tremble. There was still less than 20% of his true Qi left, and the condensed golden light flickered.

Thirty-six.
thirty-seven.
Zhang Zhiwei was panting heavily, sweat seeping through his clothes, his face was slightly pale, and his true energy was about to be exhausted.

His brain was working at a high speed and his body was tempered amazingly under the high pressure.

Even the golden light, in the desperate situation that was about to shatter, was inspired to transform by him. Just when Zhang Zhiwei wanted to resist for a moment and move to a higher level.

"Boom!!!"

Several more silver lightning bolts leaped out from the furnace wall, and the power that far exceeded the limit was about to strike across the sky.

Zhang Zhiwei had to make a decision. Suddenly, a golden light burst out, which repelled the dense siege of lightning. He rushed up decisively and exited the Bagua Furnace Cave.

"Huhu. Huh."

Zhang Zhiwei, who survived the disaster, was gasping for breath, his chest heaving. As the golden light faded, his limbs collapsed to the ground.

"Old Lu is so...so excited."

"Brother Zhang!!! Are you okay?"

Lu Jin hurried forward to support him with a worried look on his face. Zhang Zhiwei's performance in withstanding thirty-seven Qi thunders was beyond his expectations.

"No, I'm just exhausted. It feels great."

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt refreshed and smiled brightly, but his speech was intermittent.

Lu Jin was afraid that he would not be able to catch his breath and suffer from internal diseases, so he quickly helped him up and let him lie on the ground with his back against the rock wall.

"This is too chaotic. I was so nervous just now. If something unexpected really happened, it would be a headache."

Lu Jin frowned slightly, his heart pounding. The thunderstorm in the furnace cave was totally out of control. Even if he drove in with the second level of Reverse Life, he might not be able to help share the pressure for his friend.

"Hey, isn't this okay?"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled freely, his exhausted limbs were recovering, and his pale cheeks were slowly turning red.

"Brother..whatever deceived you, you must have a sense of propriety."

"Cough cough!!"

Before he could finish his words, Zhang Zhiwei coughed again. After he took a breath, he felt much better.

“Really good stuff”

“A treasure land, truly worthy of its name”

At the focus of his vision, the roar of the Bagua furnace cave gradually stopped and began to return to silence. Zhang Zhiwei could not forget this experience.

The precious land of forging alone has such power. Then, what level of cultivation has the forger who has stepped into the third level of rebirth reached?
He couldn't predict it, but he just felt that the senior surnamed Jiang was a towering mountain, standing tall in the world of extraordinary people today, suffocating all the evil spirits in the world.

Lu Jin checked Zhang Zhiwei's hands, feet, chest, and shoulders, and took his pulse. He found no obvious injuries and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Zhang, do you still have the strength to walk?"

"A little bit"

Zhang Zhiwei felt that his feet were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't walk for a while.

"Then shall I help you?"

"Oh, that's what I wanted. Thank you, Master Lu."

Just like that, Zhang Zhiwei, who had finished his training, walked unsteadily, supported by Lu Jin as he walked out of the cave and slowly walked down the mountain along the stone steps.

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