Lu Changsheng traveled through the fantasy world and practiced hard for three years, but because of his incomplete Dantian, he always stayed at the second level of body tempering.
Just when he was about to accept his fate, the abandoned thunder platform at the back of the sect suddenly cracked open, and a small beast that fed on thunder emerged from it.
Swallow a thunder and repair a meridian.
Eat a calamity and awaken a magical power.
From then on, when others broke through, they hid in the formation and shivered, but Lu Changsheng hugged his spiritual pet and went around looking for Lei Yun.
"Senior Sister, do you still want to survive this calamity? If not, I will help you with it."
"Elder, the remnants of the Thunder Tribulation are also money and cannot be wasted."
"That Holy Son, aren't you known as the Body of Ten Thousand Thunders? Let's have a look at two more thunder spells."
Many years later, the Wujie Heavenly Palace came to the world, taking away the thunder and calamity from the world, claiming to create a world where everyone can easily become an immortal.
The monks in the heavens cheered.
Only Lu Changsheng looked at the gradually disintegrating sky and put down the little beast on his shoulders.
"You've eaten me for so many years, it's time to get to work today."
The next moment, billions of thunders swept across the sky.
An ancient calamity beast that feeds on heavenly calamities slowly opened its eyes in the sea of thunder.
