Chapter 0037 – Jindan Stage Tribulation (2 / 2)

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The next few days remained peaceful in Public House No. 8.

Instead, there are fewer and fewer government rescue boats, and the sound of horns has not been heard for a long time.

Shangguan Ruoxi guessed that the government might have deployed more troops and put them on the rescue work of supplies and important equipment, after all, people’s survival instincts are very strong.

The rescue now can only do so much as move the lower flooded ones to higher ground and distribute a little more supplies.

The government can’t do much more than that, so it might as well focus on finding suitable places to build bases and take in refugees.

Only by ensuring sufficient survival and reconstruction supplies can we bless more survivors after natural disasters.

As brutal as it is, there is one thing that must be seen, and that is that more than the common man, the well-trained, physically excellent soldier is the spark that will perpetuate the survival of the human race.

It’s just not the kind of moment where you have to cut off your tail to survive, so the state won’t abandon any of its citizens for a while.

But it will also never be a pointless rescue at the expense of the soldiers.

In the face of this catastrophe for all mankind, the first thing that the top management should consider is the long-term plan after weighing the pros and cons.

There is nothing like the ‘state apparatus’ to execute, they are on a mission and can’t be sacrificed in trivial ways.

God also did not drive to the end of the world, it left mankind a chance to survive, although the weather is harsh, but if you have the courage to fight also have a chance to survive.

It’s a process of elimination by selection.

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Taking advantage of the recent thunder and lightning, the rain became smaller, Shangguan Ruoxi communicated with Xiaojiu and decided to cross a thunderstorm.

Taking advantage of the darkness of the night and the wind, Lugo and Wanqi Zhi set up a lightning rod formation at the top of the hill of Public House No. 8, vowing to defeat magic with science.

The little fox extracted violet qi from Wanqi Zhi and fused it into Shangguan Ruoxi’s vestments for several days in a row.

The purple aura was a symbol of the identity of the Son of Heaven, the Son of the Heavenly Dao, but hopefully the thunderbolt would be more or less merciful when it fell.

Shangguan Ruoxi thought twice or communicated with Wanqi Zhi in advance, hoping to borrow a little bit of his qi when crossing the threshold, and Wanqi Zhi naturally didn’t say no.

The purple qi would constantly regenerate, and with a small amount of purple qi loss, Wan Qi Zhi might not feel it, but with such a large wave of purple qi loss, Wan Qi Zhi’s weakness was inevitable.

But he didn’t care, he was a big man who was afraid of being weak for a few days.

Looking at Wanqi Zhi’s pale face, she could only keep stuffing Wanqi Zhi with spirit fruits to eat, as well as all kinds of qi replenishing and blood replenishing pills, hoping to make Wanqi Zhi more comfortable.

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Late at night, while everyone was asleep, Shangguan Ruoxi summoned Changge, stepped on top of it, and flew to the top of the mountain in the back.

Looking at the lightning rods surrounding the mountaintop, Shangguan Ruoxi was touched and mildly amused.

Gathering his mind, he sat down in the Spirit Gathering Formation, running the spiritual energy in his body, and after the spiritual qi ran through his body for a large circumference, he suddenly sensed with the heaven and earth.

At the top of the Nine Heavens, dark clouds coalesced in the sky, thunder roared, and the electricity grew thicker and thicker.

A streak of purple lightning streaked across the long sky.

Hundreds and thousands of electric rays were woven in the sky as if they were a big net of thunder and lightning.

After Shangguan Ruoxi endured the first purple thunderbolt, she was somewhat surprised. “This heavenly calamity, so formalized?”

She had thought that a Jindan stage tribulation would be terrifying, but realized that the lightning struck her body and was counteracted by a slight movement of her cultivation.

Completely ignoring the uniqueness of the Immortal Body and the Chaotic Spirit Root.

Pure and simple sitting on a mountain of gold without realizing it.

She was still guessing that it was the suppression of the Laws of Heaven and Earth by this side of Heaven?

Or did the vestments drawn by Purple Breath really make the Thunderbolt merciful?