In order to transform the artistic conception of thunder into will, it needs a point to completely concentrate the scattered and vague artistic conception.

And this point was finally found by Xiao Chen, which was the supreme thunder talisman seal in that small world.

The original vague and hazy artistic conception of thunder, under Xiao Chen's intentional portrayal, little by little collection was blended together, and the initial form was like a lump of mud, which had nothing to do with Fu Seal at all.

And it will break apart at every turn, and if you want an impatient person to do this, I'm afraid you will have to give up after a while.

Xiao Chen was not impatient at all, his mood was completely spread by excitement and excitement at the moment, and he didn't know how the Thunder Emperor comprehended his will.

But he was sure that the Thunder Emperor definitely didn't recognize it as a talisman seal, it was a charm treasure left by the strongest immortal in the Immortal Dao Era, otherwise he wouldn't have called it a divine thunder.

The will of the Thunder that he was about to comprehend was not only different from the will of the Thunder Emperor, but the entire Kunlun Realm would be unique and unique.

In my mind, the suddenness of the supreme thunder talisman was very clear, and it was deeply engraved in my mind at just one glance, and I could never forget it.

But when Xiao Chen wanted the artistic conception of thunder and merged it to simulate this thunder talisman seal, he encountered a lot of suffering.

The power of artistic conception is formless and shadowless, and it is not easy to pile up the invisible things first.

It's like piling up a pile of loose sand, which is easier said than done.

After a few experiments, the thunderous artistic conception of the cage is like a pile of ugly mud, which is terrifying, and as soon as it lets go, it immediately turns into a pile of loose sand.

The fantasy is wonderful, and the reality is very skinny, which is the situation that Xiao Chen is encountering now.

Sometimes a lot of things, when you think about it yourself, are half dead with excitement and blood boiling. I feel that it will be perfect, and it will be unprecedented, and I will be amazed by the world.

But when you really do it yourself, you will find that it is a mess, and there is no way to start with the perfect idea in your heart.

"Damn, failed again!"

Thousands of efforts, in exchange for no results, Xiao Chen's heart became completely irritable, opened his eyes, and slammed into the golden lake water.

As soon as the lake slammed, a thousand feet of water column rose, and the golden light was glazed, like a sword, shining with glory.

This punch failed Xiao Chen thousands of times, and the accumulated anger and irritability were all tilted out. Even in a calm person, he will not really have no temper, and Xiao Chen is no exception.

The lake fell to the ground, rippling in the microwave, up and down, and after a while, it calmed down again, looking like a smooth mirror of light.

There is no object in the world that is as tolerant and soft as water.

No matter how high you stand, the water will flow to a lower place, and along the way, only the water will silently absorb the dirt on the ground.

Falling into a low-lying place, only the water will not be alarmed, no matter what the outside world is, when everything is calm, it will be neat and tidy, and no drop of water will not be able to bear the loneliness and jump out alone.

If you put a pile of sand into the lake, if there is no external force, there will always be a few places, with uneven potholes and different heights.

Xiao Chen looked at the golden lake below, his irritable heart calmed down little by little, and restrained his previous excitement.

Calmly analyzed, where is the root of the previous thousands of failures.

Closing his eyes and meditating, Xiao Chen entered the realm of selflessness, leaving all the empty excitement and blood behind.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and looked at the calm lake again, and a flash of color flashed in his eyes.

"Sand cannot be piled up, and it is impossible for a single thunderbolt to be forcibly brought together, and another object, such as water, must be added. ”

It is true that the sand is not strong, but if you mix water and sand together, you can build a castle that will not fall.

If the power of artistic conception is compared to sand, then what is water?

Xiao Chen whispered to himself, some questions gradually became clear, what is the most in the sea of knowledge, naturally it is the vast spiritual power.

Only by mixing the spiritual power and the artistic conception of thunder can it be truly brought together, and the form and spirit are afraid, and it will be unbreakable and indestructible.

Thinking of the solution to the problem, Xiao Chen's mood was as calm as ever, and he did it directly, and the excitement and joy were still waiting for the thing to be done.

Closing his eyes, wisps of scattered sand-like artistic conception power were once again blended together by Xiao Chen, forming an ugly "mud", which was still a picture that would be scattered at any time.

Xiao Chen was not discouraged, and injected one spiritual power into it like water.

Airplanes!

In my mind, a slight buzzing sound suddenly sounded, the "mud" that would disperse at any time. Under the injection of spiritual power, a little bit of fit hooked up and hugged each other tightly.

Xiao Chen showed a faint smile on his face, sure enough, his thoughts and guesses were not wrong, the artistic conception of thunder is sand, and the spiritual power is a pool of clear water, and the combination of the two can achieve true perfection.

Make persistent efforts, Xiao Chen continued to gather his extreme thunder artistic conception, and that mud-like thing became even bigger.

At the same time, the spiritual power in the sea of time is also infiltrated bit by bit, and the two fit together perfectly.

When all the thunder artistic conceptions were caged, Xiao Chen's heart jumped, turned into a human form, and directly entered the sea of knowledge, and sat on the blood-colored throne.

With a gesture of reaching out, the purple "mud ball" containing spiritual power and thunder artistic conception flew in front of him.

Xiao Chen stood up from the throne, slightly recalled the shape of the Thunder Rune Seal, and began to slowly polish it.

The rough mud ball, with Xiao Chen's polishing, became refined little by little, and slowly had a trace of wrinkles.

At the very least, it looks like a sigil, and it won't be mistaken for a lump of mud.

The immortal pattern on the divine thunder rune seal, Xiao Chen doesn't understand and can't draw it, but he doesn't need to draw it completely, after all, he doesn't want to create another divine rune seal.

First, he doesn't have that ability, and secondly, he doesn't have any materials, he just wants to use this as an opportunity to create his own thunder will in the world.

Thoughtfully, Xiao Chen knew what he should portray on it, and he wanted to depict the immortal attribute on it.

This is the spiritual world, and when he stretched out his hand, there was an extra pen in his hand.

With Xiao Chen's movements, the boundless world of sea knowledge, and all kinds of earth-shattering visions kept flashing.

Volcanic eruptions, lightning and thunder, the howling ocean, the collapse of the snowy shore, the sky and the earth, the wind and clouds change, and there is no peace for a moment.

Only Xiao Chen, standing on the blood-colored throne, his expression was not shocked, no matter how terrifying and amazing the vision was, one stroke at a time, I wrote immortal!

The immortal lines, on the purple rune crumpled shape, were linked together little by little, and with Xiao Chen's last stroke, they were completed.

On the rough wrinkle shape, there is an extra wisp of charm out of thin air, and the world of Zhihai that changes color also stops moving at this moment, and between heaven and earth, there is only that one talisman seal, which is eternal and immortal.

Withdrawing from the world of knowing the sea, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the light in his eyebrows flashed, and the purple talisman wrinkled shape flew out.

At this moment, the artistic conception is still the artistic conception, the spiritual power is still the spiritual power, the two are just combined, the will does not appear, and the last breath is missing.

Xiao Chen's face was calm, he gritted the tip of his teeth, opened his mouth to see a piece of natal essence blood, and spit it out.

Poof!

The blood seeped into the talisman seal, and immediately bloomed with a strange light, Xiao Chen's heart and flesh were completely connected with this talisman seal at this moment.

One is prosperous, and one is lost.

The last thing that the will is missing will also be completely completed, and it will be completely sublimated, becoming the only immortal thunder will in the world that belongs to Xiao Chen.

As long as Xiao Chen does not die and his will is radiant, he will never die.

"It's not enough!"

Xiao Chen's eyes were firm, looking at the Divine Thunder Rune Seal that was wrapped in a light cluster and hidden in the small world, he stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the light cluster immediately broke through a thin hole in the finger mouth.

Poof!

The thunder and lightning that burst out passed by Xiao Chen, but it was in the middle of the purple rune that flashed in the air.

The golden thunder and lightning struck it, and Xiao Chen immediately roared in pain, as if it had hit him, and he was in pain.

If the jade is not cut, the sword is not good, how can it kill!

The nascent will of thunder must accept the baptism of the peerless divine thunder in order to truly wash the lead into it and achieve glory.

In the boundless pain, Xiao Chen's eyes, but without a trace of giving up, stretched out his hand and pointed, broke a hole again, and released a golden thunderbolt.

The figure flickered, and Xiao Chen made a shot ninety-nine and eighty-one times, so that this newborn Thunder Will Fu Seal received the baptism of ninety-one peerless divine thunder.

I don't know when, I got out of the bottom of the lake, looked at Xiao Chen who was in pain in the air, the look in my eyes was quite complicated, the scene in front of me was so similar to the scene many years ago.

Thousands of years have passed, the picture has not changed, and the faces of the Thunder Emperor and Xiao Chen are constantly changing in front of Xi Jiao's eyes.

She stared at it, her face froze, it was a young man with delicate facial features, not very handsome, the face that belonged to the Thunder Emperor never flashed again.

The legends of the past and the immortal honor let it flow in the long river of history, and now there is ambition, never say die, and will create a more brilliant myth.

The Thunder Emperor was the same back then, although it was different from Xiao Chen's comprehension, but the moment he comprehended his will, he was immediately baptized with peerless divine thunder.

Stupid people will have 10,000 stupid methods, but the real peerless demons, whether it is 10,000 years, 5,000 years, or now, are the same on a certain level.

The baptism of divine thunder, for a while, will definitely not achieve the effect, and if you give up if you can't stand the painful torture, you will only give up your previous achievements, which is meaningless.

In the brilliance, it lasted for seven days, belonging to Xiao Chen's will, and the slightly rough talisman seal also became more and more refined and perfect under this baptism.

Seven days later, in the light cluster, there was no peerless divine thunder bursting out.

The purple talisman seal, the brilliance flows, and above the immortal lines, you can see it from time to time, there is a faint golden light flowing out, and the water chestnut is distinct, which looks like a perfect work of art.