The body of the Vermilion Bird was about five zhang long, with a head like a brocade rooster, a neck like a red snake, and scales covering its feathers, its entire body burning with flames. As it flew, sparks of fire fell like red stars, beautiful as a dream or an illusion.

  Although it was far away, Lin Ming could clearly feel the vast and powerful pressure emanating from it, making his heart palpitate.

  Due to this pressure, Lin Ming's speed greatly decreased. He felt a tightening in his chest and couldn't help but turn his head to look back at the Flame Child. He was afraid that it would catch up to him, but unexpectedly, the Flame Child was even more miserable. It had already stopped moving, its eyes fixed on the Vermilion Bird in the sky, its small face filled with fear.

  Lin Ming was taken aback for a moment, "Huh, is it afraid?"

  Just then, Zhu Que lowered his head and glanced at Huo Yan Tong Zi with a single glance, which made Huo Yan Tong Zi's soul frightened out. He let out a miserable cry and turned to run away.

  This time the Flame Boy's speed was even three points faster than when he chased Lin Ming before. He almost transformed into a red light and disappeared into the forest in just a few breaths.

  Lin Ming was stunned, why did it want to escape?

  Looking at the Vermilion Bird again, for a moment, it seemed to reveal a hesitant expression, but soon ignored Huo Yan and continued flying forward.

  Its flight seems elegant, its wings flapping extremely slowly, but its speed is incredibly fast, and in just a few blinks of an eye, it has already flown to the edge of the sky and turned into a small red shadow.

  Lin Ming was somewhat bewildered, this Flame Child was obviously afraid of Zhu Que.

  Could it be...

  Alright, the Vermilion Bird is a fire-attribute sacred beast. The Chi Gu entered the Blackwater Marsh to search for some Vermilion Bird's Flame and Vermilion Bird's Feather, which are used to refine the indestructible sacred fire of the Fire Essence.

  But on the other hand, the fire spirit who did not extinguish the sacred flame is also a good supplement for Zhuque.

  This fire spirit is afraid of being swallowed by Zhu Que, so it turned around and ran away.

  After understanding this point, Lin Ming lightly laughed and unfolded his movement technique, flying in the direction of Zhuque's flight.

  Zhuque's speed was extremely fast, Lin Ming's speed was still a bit slower. After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Zhuque had already disappeared into the horizon.

  Lin Ming hastily fled in fear of the Fire Spirit Child's return, opening up to full speed and flying close to the ground, changing direction twice before finally landing amidst the marshy grass.

  The reeds in this black swamp are over ten feet tall, not much shorter than the trees. Once someone enters, it's like a stone sinking into the ocean. There's no way to find them at all.

  Lin Ming found a relatively safe place in the tall grass, took out a piece of True Yuan Stone, and began to meditate to recover his true yuan.

  He retracted his entire being's aura, completely hiding himself. Even if a high-ranking martial artist were to use their soul force to scan the area, they would find it difficult to discover him.

  It will be dark in another hour or two, and the black swamp at night is the most dangerous. Lin Ming must recover his strength as soon as possible.

  An hour later, with the explosion of a true yuan stone, Lin Ming opened his eyes from meditation. His Lei fire power had recovered and his true yuan had condensed almost completely.

  As night fell, the grass in the Blackwater Swamp would be infested with venomous snakes and insects, but Lin Ming could fly, so he wasn't too concerned about these.

  He estimated that he was now roughly in the central region of Blackwater Marsh.

  The dark waters of the marsh stretch for thousands of miles. If Lin Ming returns to the original road, he will return to the Black Marsh Tribe. If he continues forward, a hundred miles ahead is the Thunderbolt Mountain.

  Lin Ming had originally planned to kill the Bone Scorpion and then head to the Thunderclap Mountain to take a look around. This time was a good opportunity for him to do so.

  Nai Guo. On Leiting Mountain there is Leiting grass, Leiting grass over a hundred years old is extremely valuable, however even if it's a postnatal master, they wouldn't dare to recklessly climb above the mountain waist, and can only be active on the outskirts of Leiting Mountain.

  Lin Mingke didn't think his strength was superior to the post-heaven experts. He went to Leiting Mountain this time also for peripheral activities. Unless he could investigate the secrets of Leiting Mountain clearly, he wouldn't rashly go up the mountain.

  The night sky was clear and bright, with a full moon hanging high. Lin Ming's feet trod on the tips of the grass as he advanced rapidly, each step covering tens of meters.

  Hundred miles away from Thunder Mountain, Lin Ming could already see a huge black shadow looming in the distance under the moonlight, like an iron-cast giant.

  At the top of the mountain, a faint white light flickered, which was countless lightning flashing.

  The thunder on the summit of Leifeng Mountain never stops, eternal and unbroken for ten thousand years.

  Leiting Mountain is the highest mountain in southern Xinjiang, with its main peak reaching a height of 10,000 zhang, piercing through the clouds and mist. The main peak of Leiting Mountain has already surpassed the height of the clouds, so it rarely snows or rains on the main peak throughout the year.

  The Tianyuan Continent has six layers of heaven. Below the cloud layer is the Yun Xiao Heaven. Rain, snow and hail are all formed in this layer of heaven. There's nothing special about the Yun Xiao Heaven except that it's cold at high altitudes. Anyone can survive in the Yun Xiao Heaven.

  Above the clouds nine thousand feet, is the flat flow sky, this layer of heaven blows endless gale, even the divine wind carving can hardly fly in the flat flow sky.

  Three thousand feet above the cloud layer is the Taiji Heaven. Here, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind and thunder all exist in a state of primordial energy, extremely violent. If a pre-heavenly martial artist is exposed to the Taiji Heaven, they will be directly struck by the flow of primordial energy and killed instantly.

  Lei Ting Mountain's height of ten thousand zhang has approached the Taiji Heaven. Because Lei Ting Mountain's summit is filled with yuan magnetic ore, it can attract the thunder yuan energy from the Taiji Heaven, forming an endless heavenly thunder.

  Lei Feng Mountain got its name this way.

  Lin Ming speculated that the summit of Thunderbolt Mountain had been flashing with lightning for thousands of years, and it was highly likely that a Thunder Spirit existed. However, even a Post-Heaven expert could only climb to the waist of the mountain, and his own strength was not as good as that of the Post-Heaven period. To obtain this Thunder Spirit, the hope was slim.

  Although so, Lin Ming still had to make a trip, to see what was terrifying about this Thunder Mountain, and how he could possibly obtain the Thunder Spirit.

  Two hours later, Lin Ming arrived at the foot of Leifeng Mountain and unexpectedly found that there was a tribe here.

  Although it's still dark now, the villagers in the village have already got up early to start their daily work. Farmers are carrying tools and going out, while vendors are carrying poles and shouting for sale.

  "Isn't this Thunder Mountain full of Thunder Lizards? The tribe is built here, aren't they afraid of the Beast Tide?" Lin Ming was puzzled in his heart, found an inn, and prepared to rest for a while, waiting for dawn to ask about the situation before going up the mountain.

  After entering the stack, Lin Ming's soul force swept across, and he was surprised to find that in this stack, there were not a few martial arts masters, even the shopkeeper had cultivated his body to the first level.

  Are these people all here for the Thunderbolt Grass?

  "Little hero, you're going into Thunderbolt Mountain, right?" The shopkeeper smiled and welcomed Lin Ming as soon as he saw him.

  "Hmm." Lin Ming nodded, at this time he had already removed his face towel, his cultivation controlled to about the third stage of Body Tempering, which was also the cultivation that a genius like Lin Ming should have at his age.

  Even if Huo Qubing were to arrive now, he would never be able to find him.

  "It's indeed a hero emerging in his youth, at such a young age, he already has the cultivation of the Qi Refining stage. It's impressive, but entering the Thunderbolt Mountain at this stage is indeed a bit dangerous. It can be considered as just an experience, but wanting to pick valuable Thunderbolt Grass is a bit too ambitious."

  Upon hearing the shopkeeper's words, Lin Ming was delighted in his heart. He had been lacking information about Thunder Mountain, and this shopkeeper seemed to know a lot.

  He asked: "May I ask what is the use of this Thunderbolt Grass? Why are so many people risking their lives to pick it on Thunderbolt Mountain?" In Lin Ming's view, Thunderbolt Grass was probably only valuable to warriors with a Thunder Attribute True Essence, and such warriors were extremely rare, so the demand for Thunderbolt Grass shouldn't be that high.

  The shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, revealing a strange look. This little guy is really interesting, he doesn't know anything and yet he ran to Leiting Mountain.

  He said: "The Thunderbolt Grass contains the power of thunderbolts and can be processed into Thunderbolt Pearls through secret methods. These pearls can harm people. The Thunderbolt Pearls made from 50-year-old or older Thunderbolt Grass are quite powerful, not to mention those made from hundred-year-old ones. Due to the constant wars in the southern border, the military is very willing to purchase Thunderbolt Pearls on a large scale to equip their troops. This is much more powerful than arrows."

  "So it was like this..." Lin Ming suddenly realized in his heart.

  The shopkeeper said, "I have a small booklet here that introduces information about Leiting Mountain and places to pay attention to. It only costs five taels of gold. If you want it, young hero, you can buy one."

  Good

  Lin Ming paid the money with a pleasant expression and took over a small booklet introducing Lei Ting Mountain. In Nanjiang, movable type printing had not yet been popularized, so this booklet was all handwritten.

  Lin Ming flipped through the booklet and finally understood why even the post-heavenly warriors could stay below the waist of Leiting Mountain.

  After all, it's because of this Thunder Lizard.

  Without exaggeration, the Thunder Lizard is the most ferocious beast in Southern Xinjiang.

  Lizard is also called four-legged snake, often said: Snake gives birth to four legs, and the horned lizard gives birth to two horns, as a dragon.

  The image of the lizard is similar to that of a crocodile, and this Thunder Lizard indeed has the bloodline of a crocodile within its body.

  A ferocious beast with a sacred beast's bloodline, its strength is self-evident.

  At the foot of Thunder Mountain, there are only a few thunder lizards with impure bloodlines. These lizards have white scales all over their bodies and can spit out white lightning bolts, equivalent to a martial artist at the 4th or 5th level of Body Tempering.

  The higher it goes, the more powerful the Thunder Lizard becomes. At the waist of the mountain, the Thunder Lizard's scales turn red and its mouth spits out red lightning. The Red Thunder Lizard's strength is already equivalent to that of a Condensed Pulse warrior.

  Further up is the Azure Lizard, equivalent to the Post-Heaven.

  Upon reaching the mountain top, there is a purple horned lizard, equivalent to a pre-heavenly martial artist.

  Lin Ming took a deep breath as he realized that there was actually someone on Thunderbolt Mountain who was equivalent to a congenital martial artist.

  Really encountering a purple lightning lizard, I'm afraid that with one flash of lightning, all the martial artists would be directly turned to ashes.

  Lin Ming's eyebrows furrowed slightly at this thought.

  Compared with ordinary warriors, he has an advantage, that is, there is a Lei Ling in his body, and he is not afraid of thunder.

  But being less afraid doesn't mean being completely unafraid.

  A few hours ago, Lin Ming was countered by the Flame Child, whose flames could hurt him. This was because the opponent also had a fire essence within his body, and it was even stronger than the fire essence in Lin Ming's Evil God Seed. As a result, Lin Ming couldn't control the opponent's flames.

  "On Thunder Mountain, my survival abilities are much stronger than those of warriors with similar strength, but wanting to reach the summit is still far off..."

  "I'll go to the foot of Mount Lei first, and then I can climb as high as I can."