My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

"Three?" the beautiful woman exclaimed, "Why three?!!"

In the simple cognition of the cultivators in this world, the thunderbolts should fall one after another, but the latter one is stronger than the previous one... and it won't be too obvious.

No one answered her, because no one knew the reason.

Only Elder Ning, who was at the front, fell into deep thought, with horror flashing in his lowered eyes.

The incredible inference in his heart was being confirmed step by step.

Qin Ran stood up and greeted it in the air. The "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique" in his body was running, and the golden light reflected by the golden elixir on his body surface made him look golden.

Three blood-colored thunderbolts struck him head-on, and he seemed unable to resist at all. As soon as he touched, he was knocked down.

He smashed straight down, his body penetrated the mud and rocks, and smashed a deep pit on the ground.

"Why does he still want to use the thunderbolt to refine his body?!" the beautiful woman asked in confusion, "Is he really that greedy?"

"It's not greed, it's too late." The jade-faced man saw it more clearly, "He wanted to save his pet, and didn't pay attention to the time and intensity of the thunderbolt. If it were me, I wouldn't have thought that the thunderbolt would be several times stronger!"

"Did he die directly?"

The jade-faced man shook his head and said, "He has a deep foundation, and this wave of thunderbolt won't kill him."

If he didn't die in this wave, he might not die in the future.

Qin Ran climbed out of the deep pit, his whole body was charred, all the hair on his body was burned, and there was residual blood-colored lightning flowing on his body. That was the divine thunder that the "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique" failed to absorb.

He lay on the ground, opened his mouth, and green smoke came out of his mouth.

"Zhuifeng..." He opened his eyes and hurried to find Zhuifeng. This thunderbolt was too strong. Could Zhuifeng be dead?

Zhuifeng was not dead.

He soon saw Zhuifeng at the edge. Zhuifeng still had blood-colored lightning on his body. He was lying there, whimpering in pain, with tears in his eyes, looking at him pitifully.

Qin Ran was heartbroken, but Zhuifeng was not dead after all. He took a deep breath, propped himself up with his hands, stood up with his hands, and then walked towards Zhuifeng.

As he walked, his charred skin broke apart, falling to the ground piece by piece, revealing the dark golden skin inside.

"He is not dead, his body is stronger." The jade-faced man sighed.

"The little white tiger is not dead either..." The beautiful woman sighed, she was a little curious, "What bloodline is it?"

The jade-faced man shook his head, he didn't know.

"It should be the Xuanming Spirit Tiger..." Elder Ning was a little uncertain, "It seems to have mutated."

"Xuanming Spirit Tiger?"

"It's about a level 7 monster." Elder Ning added.

"Level 7 monster?!" The beautiful woman exclaimed, this little foundation-building cultivator actually has a level 7 monster as a spiritual pet? ! You know, a level 7 demon beast is already infinitely close to a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage.

Qin Ran was somewhat relieved that Zhuifeng was not dead. He walked over, stretched out his hand and pressed on Zhuifeng, and probed with his spiritual sense...

Sure enough, Zhuifeng had the running track of the "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique" in his body. He was using the method of the "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique" to absorb the thunderbolt to refine his body.

Although the technique was imperfect, Zhuifeng succeeded in the end. After all, he was not the one with the worst aptitude in Danfeng.

"Good job!" Qin Ran praised with a smile.

"It hurts..." Zhuifeng cried.

"It won't hurt if you absorb the thunderbolt..." Qin Ran comforted.

At the same time, he used his spiritual sense to figure out Zhuifeng's path of practice, and compared it with the original route of the "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique", trying to optimize the technique for Zhuifeng.

"Boom..."

The robbery clouds in the sky reminded again that the next wave of thunderbolts was about to come down.

Qin Ran looked up and found that the clouds in the sky were thicker. He could clearly feel that the robbery clouds pressed down a lot.

The next wave of thunder will be stronger.

"Zhuifeng..." Qin Ran looked at Zhuifeng with a firm look in his eyes and said, "Let's do another one!"

To live like an ordinary person in this dangerous and unpredictable world of immortal cultivation, one needs to spend more energy than ordinary cultivators.

"Boom... Boom..."

As if being despised, the thunder in the sky roared twice again, and the clouds rolled more violently!

After briefly sorting out the skills for Zhuifeng, Qin Ran turned around and flew into the air, running the mana in his body, waiting for the next wave of thunder.

Qin Ran's clothes were burned to ashes in the first wave of thunder. Only the Qiankun bag was saved by him, which he threw into the rubble; and the second wave of thunder just now burned all the hair on his body.

So the picture at this time is that the dark and heavy thunder clouds in the sky are rolling, and the blood-colored thunder inside is swallowing and spitting. In the center of the black tornado, in the air, a bald naked man looks up at the sky, and the wind blows up the dust, and he shines brightly.

"He is..." The scene was so beautiful that the beautiful woman was a little afraid to look at it. She peeked and asked, "Is he finally going to pass the tribulation normally, or is he going to continue to refine his body with the tribulation thunder?"

The jade-faced man's face darkened. He saw that Qin Ran still wanted to refine his body.

"He's crazy!" He couldn't help but curse.

He was very optimistic about Qin Ran. It was rare to have such a deep-rooted cultivator in this remote immortal land. Before, in his opinion, although this thunder tribulation was a little strange, Qin Ran still had a chance to pass it.

But Qin Ran actually played it like this...

"Kucha!!"

The tribulation thunder fell, nine! !

"He's finished!" The jade-faced man shook his head.

"Huh..."

The golden elixir in his body spun rapidly, and his muscles and bones had mana surging like waves. Qin Ran raised his hand, and the golden elixir stage Qing Meng Ru Shui was displayed. A huge water-shaped shield appeared to face the thunder.

Is Qin Ran stupid?

A fool can't be a cunning old man.

Is Qin Ran reckless?

A cunning man is not qualified to be reckless.

He is neither stupid nor reckless, so how could he do something he is completely unsure of?

He certainly can't resist nine thunders, but he can block some and resist some.

The thunder struck, snap! The water shield dispersed in response, but drops of water blocked the thunder again.

Blocked by the water shield, the nine thunders merged into one thunder, and the power was greatly weakened, only a little stronger than the second wave of thunder.

Qin Ran stood in the air, the thunder struck, he did not move, bathing in the blood-colored thunder.

After two waves of thunderbolts, his body was already strong enough. It was not that hard for him to refine the weakened third wave of thunderbolts.

Below him, the scattered thunderbolts flowed to Zhuifeng. Zhuifeng stood up and operated the "Shenxiao Body Refining Technique" in his body, allowing him to absorb the thunderbolts, quickly repair his injuries, and strengthen his body.

"What a wonderful shield method!" The jade-faced man praised again, "I thought he would die under this thunderbolt, but I didn't expect he had a trick up his sleeve... It's really interesting!"

"His spirit beast is also refining its body with thunderbolts..." The beautiful woman couldn't believe it, "The little white tiger couldn't do it just now, but now it can. Could it be that he just changed his skills? Can he change the skills of the human race into those of monsters in such a short time?

"It's so terrifying!"