Chapter 69: The Spirit of Thunder and Lightning

At this time, the catastrophe has ended, the dark clouds in the sky are dissipating little by little, just now the black hand is not visible to the five fingers, at this moment has been the dark clouds have dispersed, the clouds have seen the sun, after the dark clouds dispersed, the people who watched the ceremony looked at each other, saying that they came to watch the ceremony, but just now the dark clouds were thick, reaching out and not seeing the five fingers, nothing was seen, and when they could see it, the catastrophe had ended.

"That's the end of it?"

"I don't know if it worked"

The crowd was talking on the distant mountain peaks.

"Look, what's that?" just as everyone was round, I don't know who shouted.

Everyone looked at it, only to see that a door seemed to be opened in the sky, and the moment the door opened, a golden light emanated from the door, and the bright person couldn't open his eyes, and then a golden and very soft light shrouded Dongfang Qingyun, slowly rising, everyone could really see that Dongfang Qingyun's injuries were being repaired quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the golden cloud slowly flew into the door that had just been opened with Dongfang Qingyun, and disappeared little by little.

"Where to run?" Ming Jiutian let out a loud shout, stepped on the star step to the best state, and quickly ran towards the heavenly gate that was closing little by little.

Stretched out his right hand as if he was going to grab something, but he was obviously taken along, and then Ming Jiutian grabbed it with both hands, but he still couldn't subdue the other party, Ming Jiutian kicked the door frame of Tianmen with both feet, as if he wanted to pull something back, and after a lightning bolt of "stabbing", Ming Jiutian took off his hand, and the gate of heaven was also closed and disappeared into the sky.

"Count you running fast" Ming Jiutian jumped like thunder on the top of the mountain.

"Boy, you're fine, what's the nerves," Lei Sheng asked suspiciously.

"You're just nervous, didn't you see that fish," Ming Jiutian said.

"Fish? What fish? "Lei Sheng is dizzy, the fish is obviously swimming in the water, how can it appear in the sky.

"Just when the gate of heaven was about to close, I suddenly saw that there was a porcelain basin-like clay pot at the gate of heaven, and in that basin there was an almost transparent creature like a fish swimming, and after I found it, it actually made a grimace at me, why, didn't you see it?" Ming Jiutian said suspiciously.

"You mean you saw a fish-like creature swimming in a small pool?" Lei Sheng's mouth grew in surprise.

"Yes, I had already caught it, but it was very strong, and it took me a lot of effort to barely catch it in my hand, but the fish was so slippery that it slipped out of my hand, and gave me a call, it was definitely a loach, I'm sure, it was definitely a loach yes" Ming Jiutian swore and said.

"Loach, you ghost, eighty percent of the thing you said should be the spirit body formed by the legendary heavenly thunder, that is, the heavenly way of the spirit, that is not a fish, it is a dragon, the dragon formed by the origin of thunder" Lei Sheng said angrily, obediently, the heavenly way of the spirit is not something that ordinary people can see, even if you really see it, you may not be able to catch it, according to ancient historical records, you can see the heavenly way of the soul robber, must be a person who adheres to the way of heaven, no wonder his master always looks at the kid, Lei Sheng thought secretly.

"Even if it runs fast this time, the next time I see it, I will definitely catch it and stew it and drink it" Ming Jiutian stared at the sky and muttered to himself.

"Alright, boy, the Tribulation is over, we should go," Lei Sheng said.

"It's time to go, it's getting closer and closer to the day of registration, I don't want to be late for the first day of school" Speaking of going to school, it is much earlier than Ming Jiutian's cultivation, since the day he can speak, he has been going to school, and now he is going back to the school, Ming Jiutian is still a little looking forward to it.

Since there is nothing to do here in Wanjianmen, then say goodbye to your grandmother, and then continue to rush to the Hanlin Military Academy in the capital, when Ming Jiutian returns to the Wanjian Hall again, at this time, in addition to the people of Wanjianmen, there are many people from other sects.

"Grandma, the matter of Wanjianmen has come to an end, and the date of enrollment is getting closer and closer, and it is time for me to leave," Ming Jiutian said when he came to Dongfang Yue.

"Okay, since the date is approaching, let's go, but now grandma still has a lot of things to deal with, and I really don't have time to send you" Dongfang Yueman said apologetically.

"It's okay, I'll come back often in the future," Ming Jiutian comforted.

Eighty percent of the people from these major sects in front of him came to say goodbye, and for this kind of occasion, Ming Jiutian was not interested at all, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Boy, you want to leave before you have done what you promised me," Dongfang Qing squinted and said.

"Didn't you say that you will come to me after you find the right person, I can't stay on the mountain for the rest of my life," Ming Jiutian said helplessly.

"You don't need to stay on the mountain, you just take my grandson with you, come with me" Dongfang Qing turned around and led the way in front.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them came to a garden behind the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, and on the stone table in the middle of the garden sat a young man who was a few years younger than Ming Jiutian, but the young man was wearing a Confucian costume and behaved elegantly, completely lacking the mountain and wild atmosphere of a person who practiced martial arts.

"Let me introduce, this is my grandson Dongfang Mubai, thirteen years old this year, this is the Ming Jiutian I talked to you about yesterday, just call my brother" Dongfang Qing introduced.

"You are the big brother Ming who beat up Hu Yanfeng's bastard yesterday?" Dongfang Mubai asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's your brother and me," Ming Jiutian said proudly.

"I really didn't expect that Brother Ming was so jade-tree-like, graceful, heroic, extraordinary, and chic..."

"Stop, stop quickly, I won't be able to stand it anymore, you two are chatting slowly here, I won't accompany you two if I have something to do" Dongfang Qing turned around and left.

"Of course, although I am such a style, so outstanding, so extraordinary, and such a demon-sealing girl, but we have to learn to be low-key, low-key understand?" Ming Jiutian's kung fu of putting gold on his face was no worse than Dongfang Mubai.

"Yes, yes, yes, what the eldest brother said is right," Dongfang Mubai said flatteringly.

"Don't talk nonsense, what did your grandfather ask you to do with me, you know?" Ming Jiutian asked.

"Of course I know, grandpa asked me to be my eldest brother's follower, learn swordsmanship well, and magnify the Dongfang family," Dongfang Mubai scratched his head shyly and said.

"It's good to know, I'm going to leave for school in the capital now, you can quickly pack up your things and come with me," Ming Jiutian arranged.

"Great, I finally have the opportunity to go to the capital" Dongfang Mubai jumped on the ground happily as soon as he heard that Ming Jiutian was going to take him to the capital.

"Isn't it just going to the capital, as for making you beautiful like this?" Ming Jiutian asked suspiciously.

"You don't understand this, the capital is a good place, I heard my grandfather say that there are very high-grade Baihua Pavilion, Wanhualou, Tingyuxuan, Zuihualou, among them, Tingyuxuan is the best quality" Dongfang Mubai crossed his fingers and said longingly.

"Stop, stop..., what's this? It's really a virtue with your grandfather," Ming Jiutian smiled bitterly.

"What's this, my grandfather said, these places are all places where some literati and ink writers chant poems," Dongfang Mubai said awe-inspiringly.

"I'm going to be a ghost of the literati and inkmen, and he reciting poems" Ming Jiutian couldn't bear it.

"Big brother, you are a scholar, but you just cursed," Dongfang Mu Bai said embarrassedly.

"Little Baizi, you have to understand, big brother is not swearing, this is called having personality, personality, understand?" Ming Jiutian preached earnestly.