The natural spiritual patterns contained in these colorful sea beads and the natural Taoist foundation formed by the spiritual core are not able to show the things that Zhu Lingwu could see.

So now as long as Zhu Lingwu can understand the way of thunder and lightning, perhaps he can directly construct his own golden elixir foundation and then condense his own golden elixir.

But sometimes Zhu Lingwu thought about it himself and felt that he had thought it was too smooth.

If there is really such a cultivation speed, Zhu Lingwu can go from Qi cultivation to Golden Pills in just a few decades. I am afraid that only in ancient legends will there be cultivators who can have such cultivation speed.

Of course, Zhu Lingwu thought about it carefully afterwards. If he really wanted to condense the golden elixir, even if there were colorful sea beads to help, it would take at least a hundred years of accumulation to condense spiritual power.

At this moment, Zhu Lingwu felt the colorful sea beads in his body, coupled with his left hand wearing a thunder ring and his right hand with a golden divine light.

Now I finally have some strength. With these three powers, even if I meet the Jindan monk, Zhu Lingwu is confident that I can fight.

Although he really encountered a Jindan monk, Zhu Lingwu could only win by using sneak attacks, and he also needed to rely on the help of the colorful sea beads.

But now thinking about it, Zhu Lingwu feels that he is not a weak person anymore.

Every time after the experiment of thunderstorm clouds is over, Zhu Lingwu often takes a long breath when he looks at the beautiful scene in the valley in front of him.

As the clear air after the rain produces a comfortable smell between the heart and lungs, Zhu Lingwu is always very moved. He feels like he wants to whistle the sky long.

At this time, Qiu Yangling's figure slowly condensed beside Zhu Lingwu. It also looked at the beautiful scenery in the basin valley, as if it was a little dazzled.

Although Qiu Yangling is the clone of the Zihun under Zhu Lingwu's control, as it grows and with its self-cognition, it will gradually develop its own independent personality.

Qiu Yangling has been around for ten years, and naturally has his own independent personality. With Zhu Lingwu's thunderstorm cloud experiment, it is also the same as Zhu Lingwu. Watching the rise and fall of thunderstorm clouds every day, this is even created by it himself, so its perception of this seems to be more profound than that of Zhu Lingwu.

"Yang Ling, do you have any insights?"

Zhu Lingwu seemed to feel Qiu Yangling's mind fluctuations, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qiu Yangling. Perhaps Qiu Yang's spirit could have more insights than him, even if it was not the creator of this thunderstorm cloud. As a pure Yang elf, it had a more sensitive sense of the changes in the space of the Demon Prison Tower than Zhu Lingwu's.

"I have gained something, but I can't say it!"

Qiu Yangling shook his head. Now there are two ancient runes "Thunder and Lightning" in its body, which can be regarded as controlling lightning.

However, it cannot condense these two ancient runes by itself, and it depends entirely on Zhu Lingwu to pass them on. But with these two ancient runes, Qiu Yangling will not suffer any damage in such a state of thunderstorm cloud explosion just now.

"Oh, the same, the same! Okay, then I'll go into your soul and sense it!"

Zhu Lingwu shook his head depressedly. Then he sent his soul to Qiu Yangling and read the memories in Qiu Yang's soul.

After another quarter of an hour, Zhu Lingwu took back his soul thoughts, but sighed secretly. Although Zhu Lingwu also gained something from Qiu Yangling's soul sensing, he still could not have much meaning to him constructing the Taoist foundation.

At this time, Zhu Lingwu's thunder and lightning experiment in the morning was almost completed, and the current left by the thunder and rainstorm was almost collected by Zhu Lingwu, so Zhu Lingwu also held his right hand up.

As Xiran turned into a light yellow skin, it covered Zhu Lingwu's right hand again, and the right hand, which was originally flashing with golden divine light, returned to normal color.

This clear soil covering the right hand can also absorb and digest the magic power of the witch clan emitted by the right hand. Even if outsiders use their spiritual sense, they may not be able to detect the abnormality of Zhu Lingwu's right hand.

As the residual current in the basin valley disappeared, the lake water in the basin valley seemed to be driven by some heat, and a trace of water vapor rose up.

Soon the entire basin valley was covered with pale white mist, and the lake water in the basin valley gradually dried up, and the basin valley became a thunder land again.

"Okay, Yang Ling, let's go. We're almost going to prepare lunch. Today, those old guys don't know what dishes they will bring. Oh, life is just like this, repeating, repeating and repeating!"

A ball of inspiration gathered at Zhu Lingwu's feet, turned into a colorful inspiration and flew back.

Qiu Yangling behind him waved to the basin valley, and saw that the lake water in the basin valley accelerated its velocity, and soon, floating clouds floated over the basin valley.

Qiu Yangling's whole body turned into a colorful light and flew over after Zhu Lingwu.

It took about an hour to test the thunderstorm clouds from Zhu Lingwu to this basin valley, and then to the clouds evaporate and the rain dissipate.

When Zhu Lingwu returned to his bamboo house, the demon cultivators in the village below Zhu Lingwu's bamboo house also came out of his house one by one and began to walk around the village.

Seeing Zhu Lingwu flying back from the distance, several demon cultivators clenched their fists and started shouting at Zhu Lingwu.

"Hey, boy Ling Wu, don't be playing with your thunderstorm experiment. If you make trouble every day, you can't be more at peace!"

"Damn it, Ling Wu, are you going to let the old woman die? A dead boy, making trouble every day, and the old woman's soul will be shaken to death!"

Zhu Lingwu looked at him and couldn't help but respond with a smile, "Uncle Qiu Mo, Grandma Yun Demon, it's okay, it's okay, I've made it so far, how could I do to you! Haha, what are you going to eat at noon today?"

Now that Zhu Lingwu has built a foundation, he can naturally set a Taoist name for himself. Zhu Lingwu didn't think too much and directly used Lingwu's name, so Zhu Lingwu is now also known as Lingwu Taoist.

This name has been registered in the Ancestor Hall of Fuyang Fairy Peak. At the same time, Zhu Lingwu's natal talisman hanging in the Ancestor Hall of Fuyang Fairy Peak was also changed to the corresponding position.

As for Uncle Qiu Mo and Grandma of the Insect Demon as Zhu Lingwu mentioned, they were also the two old demons who were once the strongest among the demon cultivators in the village. They were originally Demon Emperor-level cultivators with the strength of Nascent Soul, but their current cultivation has almost been lost.

"Boy Ling Wu, don't do this. If you dare to play thunder tomorrow, I will fight with you. I don't want to live such a life anymore. I'm awakened by thunder every day, and I'm having nightmares. Damn it!"
Chapter completed!