Chapter 112: Lightning Strikes and Wood Catches Fire

  This strange place, the sweltering heat of summer even in the black night is suffocating, and every few days there will be continuous rain for several days, making the muddy roads in the rainforest more and more difficult to walk.

  This made Su Ming very unaccustomed, the Wushan where he grew up, although there were also torrential rains, but it was rare to have such a long time, more than a month, with little rain stopping.

  Su Ming's injuries were getting more and more severe, the feeling of weakness growing day by day. Even with his precise control to suppress it and the nourishment from the moonlight, as time passed, he could only bring out about eighty strands of his Blood Line.

  In the depths of this rainforest, amidst the numerous small hills that rose and fell, on a small hill, in a crevice formed by a lightning strike that had set fire to the wood, Su Ming sat cross-legged.

  There is no stagnant water here, but the surrounding mountain walls are humid. When you put your hand on it, you can feel the cold seepage. There are some burnt wood ashes on the ground. Su Ming has been living here for these days. ??Qiu Mo 112

  This natural fissure, shaped like a gourd inside, is neither big nor small, and can be used as a shelter from the rain and a place to rest. There are many such fissures in this mountain range, and Su Ming didn't spend too much time before finding this relatively hidden cave.

  "Although it's been raining non-stop, the vegetation here is also extremely lush because of it. There are even some rare herbs, and I've found a decent amount of Thousand Leaf Grass, which I had previously only seen in Du Sen's place." Su Ming's eyes flashed as he looked down at a pile of herbs on the ground not far in front of him.

  These are the herbs he found in this month's time, braving the storm, walking cautiously in the rainforest.

  Looking at that pile of herbs, Su Ming stood up from his cross-legged position, and he had a feeling as if his entire body was damp, making him feel very uncomfortable.

  "Unfortunately, there are many medicinal herbs here, but no Luoyun leaves, so it's impossible to refine the Shansheng San. However, the herbs for refining Qingchen San and Nanli San are almost all complete, except... Su Ye Zhi. Chapter 112: Lightning Strikes Wood and Ignites Fire"

  Su Ming furrowed his brow, this was also the reason why he had been unable to refine the medicinal stone for a month now. At this moment, after waking up from meditation, he was still thinking about it.

  Outside, the rain was still falling, and from time to time, there were muffled thunderclaps that came rumbling in. Su Ming had already grown accustomed to such sounds. He walked forward with a pensive expression, following the winding path until he reached the entrance of the cave. At first glance, he saw flashes of lightning illuminating the dark sky, forming a vast expanse of electric light. Immediately after, thunder boomed again, as if someone was bellowing in the sky, shaking the earth.

  The lightning flashed, illuminating the earth in an instant, but immediately turned into darkness again. The heavy rain poured down, and a lot of rain rushed towards Su Ming's face.

  Su Ming took a deep breath, and the sweltering heat of that season dissipated slightly. Here, it was actually more comfortable than in the cave, despite being much more humid, but there was a hint of coolness.

  Looking at the dark sky, everything here is unfamiliar, even the rainwater is not familiar. Su Ming has long stopped revealing loneliness on his face, but instead hid it deep inside. His eyes are calm, looking at the sky and showing contemplation.

  "No sparkling night branches, how can I disperse. Is it really necessary to leave this rainforest in my current weak state and search for something that may not be found..." Su Ming's brow furrowed deeper.

  After a long time, Su Ming let out a light sigh, but just at this moment, suddenly the sky above was rumbling with thunder, and a bolt of lightning seemed to tear through the air, splitting the sky in an instant. Because it was too close to the rainforest, it suddenly changed direction, and in Su Ming's eyes, the lightning fell like a straight line, striking the ground with a loud crash. Immediately afterwards, a column of black smoke rose into the air amidst the flashing electricity, and flames erupted, although they were quickly extinguished. However, in the instant that Su Ming saw this scene, his heart was violently shaken.

  At this moment, there was an epiphany in his mind!

  "That Shuo Ye branch shouldn't be suitable for growing here, I remember this herb was very common in Wushan, every time I picked it, there would be some sparkling things like fire stars, falling on my body, feeling like being scorched by fire, it seems that the Shuo Ye branch contains the power of fire, and this place is rainy all the time, a wet land, this herb can't grow."

  Su Ming was not thinking so much when he was in Wushan, but now, in this strange place, he was alone, and everything had to rely on himself. His eyes flickered as he stared at the spot where the lightning had struck before in the depths of the rainforest.

  He flashed his body, retreated a few steps back, and returned to the cave. He raised his hand from those herbs and picked one out. Su Ming concentrated his mind and looked over.

  "This is an iron core pistil. This thing..." Su Ming's finger tapped lightly on it, and immediately a metallic sound echoed back, like the collision of metal and stone.

  "This thing contains iron-like strength, so this herb is very hard and ordinary people can't pick it up."

  "There's also this Lingcao grass, which grows extremely densely. I rarely paid attention to it before, but now that I look at it...” Su Ming picked up another herb and pinched off a leaf. He saw that the cut wound on the herb had juice flowing out, but only for a brief moment. The juice then congealed, forming a small bud-like structure. Su Ming knew that if he planted this herb in the ground, it wouldn't take long for new tender leaves to grow out from the wounded area, full of vitality and making one feel astonished.??

  "These five herbs of Qingling San, I didn't think much about them before, but now it seems that they are actually five different attribute objects."

  Ironstone power, vital energy, and the fire of this night, as for the other two medicinal materials, they are also the most common in this place, containing water power and... what this herb needs is not its branches and leaves, but the rhizome buried under the ground." Su Ming's eyes were deep in thought, staring at a rhizome stuck with mud in that pile of herbs.

  "It must be the power of earth!"

  "With five different properties, the strange Qing dust was refined, but now it lacks one ingredient... But if the principle of this medicine is like this, I might be able to... find a substitute!" Su Ming's eyes flashed with insight, and the problem that had been troubling him for some time suddenly became clear after seeing the lightning strike.

  He immediately turned around, his whole body transformed into a residual shadow, and after exiting the mountain cave crack, he suddenly rushed out in the rainstorm. The rain fell on his body, quickly soaking him completely, flowing down his hair, but Su Ming's speed was extremely fast, rushing down the small hill, entering the rainforest below, heading towards the place where he had just seen being struck by lightning.

  The ground of the rainforest was a vast expanse of mud, with countless rotting leaves scattered about, emitting a damp smell. In this torrential rain, the sound of gushing water filled the air. Su Ming's body darted back and forth within the rainforest, flashing in and out of sight. Before long, he leapt forward and landed on a wet and slippery branch. Ahead of him, he saw a towering tree that seemed to touch the sky, its trunk significantly taller than the surrounding trees. However, at this moment, it had become a dark, charred, and ravaged remnant.

  There were still bursts of black air emanating from it, and although the rain was pouring down all around, Su Ming could still feel a terrifying pressure lingering in the vicinity.

  He gazed for a moment, then leaped from the branch, approached the withered black trunk, reached out to touch it, and felt a warm sensation emanating from within. Although the surface was wet from the rain, Su Ming's five fingers applied slight force, piercing through instantly, and he immediately sensed the dryness inside.

  "The power of lightning, related to fire, fell on this sleeve in an instant, causing the wet tree with different tides to evaporate instantly and burn dryly in that lightning strike."

  "In this place, where nothing else can compare to the power of fire after being burned, is more powerful than this big quilt." Su Ming's body suddenly jumped up, and eighty bloodlines on his body flashed with a burst of bloody light. On this big quilt, he continuously slapped out several times, and the rumbling sound echoed as the outer skin of the village was completely shattered and exploded, revealing its internal scattered heat-emitting hearts.

  Su Ming's right hand turned into a knife, and with one swift chop, he immediately cut off the three-meter-high tree trunk, splitting it into several quick pieces that were quickly put into his tattered bag.

  But this bag can only hold so much after all, and there are still a few pieces that cannot be put in. Su Ming carries them on his body, rushing through the rain forest towards the cave.

  "In fact, the fire contained in my blood should also be able to do it, or perhaps by burning the wooden lining with fire to achieve the effect of Shu Ye Zhi, but compared to this heavenly thunder and fire, this thing is still better!" Su Ming rushed back, his mind filled with many thoughts, and before long, he returned to that crevice, entering the mountain cave.

  Su Ming slightly gasped for breath, putting down the withered black, slightly warm pieces of wood, and took out the padding from the damaged bag. Looking at these materials, he took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and adjusted his internal energy and blood flow. After the time it took to burn two incense sticks, Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, and with a flicker of thought, a burst of flame erupted from his right palm.

  The fire emitted a scorching heat, baking the surroundings, and suddenly the cave was bright. Su Ming's expression was extremely solemn, carefully using his subtle technique to control the flames in his hand. After observing for a moment, he waited until the fire in his hand stabilized, then his left hand quickly took out the medicinal herbs from the pile of herbs beside him, carefully putting them into the flames in his right hand.

  This was after he came to this strange place, because he couldn't find a place like Hei Yanfeng, but due to the existence of fire in his own body, and after fighting with Bi Tu, Su Ming felt that some places were not quite the same as before, such as this fire, he didn't need fresh blood, and it could appear.

  So, I came up with a refining method using hands as medicine cauldrons.

  Qing Chen scattered, Su Ming had refined many times, familiar with every step, only this hand as a medicine cauldron refining, he was the first to unfold, after a brief discomfort, slowly mastered the technique.

  That lightning-struck tree heart was the last thing to be put in, and as he looked at the five materials melting and merging within the flames in his hand, Su Ming calmed down and began to temper himself quietly.