Zhang Tong stayed in the barrel until about four o'clock in the afternoon. Only then did Zhang Tong, who was very hungry, come out of the barrel with a swollen body.

Looking back at the barrel, the liquid that was originally as dark as ink had become clear and translucent again.

It seemed that all the ingredients in the medicinal solution had been absorbed by Zhang Tong.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

As soon as he came out of the barrel, Zhang Tong clearly felt that his body was filled with explosive power.

That's pure physical power!

Every action that has been formed into a habit in daily life becomes abrupt and uncontrollable under this sudden force.

"Am I considered a soldier?"

Zhang Tong waved his fist vigorously, and the wind of the fist roared.

With such a powerful force, compared with himself before becoming a soldier, the gap is like that between an adult and a child.

An adult can send a child to the ICU with just one punch.

The same thing applies to yourself. If you punch it yourself, the boxing champion will probably need ICU.

And power is only part of it.

Although there was no specific test, Zhang Tong could vaguely feel that his body was enhanced in all aspects.

Strength, speed, reflexes, resistance to blows, and even deeper recovery and immunity!

As long as it is related to the physical body, everything has been improved under the soldier formula.

"The essence of this improvement should be regarded as an evolution of my physical body?"

"From a mortal body to an extraordinary body that is compatible with the spiritual world?"

After stretching his body, which was a little sore after a day of soaking, and feeling the strength from every muscle, Zhang Tong had a satisfied smile on his face.

Buzz!

With a smile on his face, the coordinate hammer flew towards Zhang Tong without any warning and was caught in his hand.

With a look of excitement on his face, Zhang Tong raised the three-dimensional coordinate hammer high, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air under the pull of the hammer.

The feeling of losing physical strength is still clear!

However, compared with how often he was out of breath before becoming a soldier, this kind of physical exertion was completely within Zhang Tong's acceptable range.

"So, my current physical strength can support me to lift two people and two hammers for a long time?"

Zhang Tong's eyes were full of excitement.

Although he knew very well that strength and physical strength were two completely different concepts, he also knew that with his extraordinary physique, which only a ninth-sequence soldier possessed, he could already use the three-dimensional hammer normally.

In other words, Zhang Tong is now not far away from casting a blinding spell and going up with a hammer, which will paralyze with thunder.

"The distance between Hammer Belt paralysis and Sequence Nine and Sequence Eight is about one."

Looking up at the hammer that was still eerily fixed in mid-air, Zhang Tong licked his chapped lips from not drinking water for a day, and looked eager to try.

He has obtained the Thunder Speaker's formula!

It's more of a mystical ritual than a recipe.

Even after Zhang Tong received the Thunder Whisperer's advancement ceremony, he vaguely understood what the source of Wang Xinyao's power was.

The so-called seal reception probably means imprinting the symbol of a certain ancestor in the spiritual world.

It was as if Taishang Laojun was as urgent as a law, using this symbol representing orthodox identity to activate some kind of power that had already formed its own system.

In Zhang Tong's opinion, the Thunder Whisperer should be similar to this method, also imprinting the runes into his spiritual world.

Then, spiritual power uses this ancient rune to leverage the more mysterious and extraordinary power contained in the spiritual world.

"However, the Sequence 8 Thunder Whisperer and Wang Xinyao's seal reception must be different."

"Wang Xinyao was able to use the power of the talisman by receiving the seal at the stage of the ninth apprenticeship."

"Thunder Whisperer is a genuine Sequence 8 player, and there is still a certain degree of difficulty in advancing."

"Copying, comprehending, conquering, carving...what exactly do they mean?"

Zhang Tong, who frowned, knew clearly that the advancement to Sequence Eight would not be that simple.

Slowly falling to the ground, Zhang Tong couldn't help but look at the strange coordinate hammer carefully.

A large number of twisted and strange words are imprinted on the surface of the coordinate hammer.

One of these groups is the so-called Rune Language.

Because it is closest to the original runes, it was infected by the power of the spiritual world and finally returned to its original form to form the real runes.

The real runes are imprinted on the hammer, but Zhang Tong is not worried at all that others will steal the power of the runes.

After all, what is imprinted on the surface of the hammer is only the appearance of the talisman. The essence of the talisman has been directly instilled into his brain by the extraordinary game.

And words alone are not enough. Some more mystical methods and rituals are also needed to truly grasp and control the power of runes.

"Is it like receiving the seal seal from Zhengyiyi?"

"Mr. Yin and Yang can write a few strokes of ancient characters. Only in the hands of an extraordinary person from Zhengyi can it exert its otherworldly power."

"If you calculate it this way, the Inanimate Mother should be regarded as a kind of Dharma, and the vast spiritual world itself can also be regarded as a kind of Dharma."

Thinking of Dharma, Zhang Tong couldn't help but think of Wu Sheng's old mother.

It can be said that if there is no Inanimate Mother in the spiritual world, or the Inanimate Mother has never existed, the White Lotus Contemplation itself will have no meaning.

It is precisely because the Inanimate Mother truly exists in the spiritual world and the white lotus in the chaos can have such mysterious power.

The talismans and spells outside the law are the best parts to understand.

A talisman can be a rune or a talisman. It is a command to exert some extraordinary power and is equivalent to a spiritual token.

Mantras are incantations, Taoist scriptures, Buddhist scriptures, Christian exorcism spells, witchcraft’s spiritual words...

These things are essentially used to communicate with Dharma, that is, the gods, and then use the power of the gods.

To put it a bit more fantasy, maybe the magician's spell is to communicate with the spirits in the dark world and borrow their power to perform magic.

For example, the magicians in the Marvel series, Scarlet Witch, and the Sorcerer Supreme,

As for the trick, it's the trick.

The idea of ​​White Lotus is a kind of trick that can be followed directly and traceably to borrow the power of the spirit.

It's so complicated that Zhang Tong gets a little dizzy when he thinks about it.

He shook his head. There were still too many unknowns about Thunder Speaker, Sequence 8.

However, this does not prevent him from preparing to become a thunder speaker.

After tidying up the room, Zhang Tong fell into meditation facing the white lotus picture on the bedside and entered a state of visualization.

Buzz!

Accompanied by the huge and indescribable loud noise, Zhang Tong instantly became smaller and turned into a lotus seed in the endless darkness.

He tried hard to look around, but couldn't see anything except a huge and terrifying shadow.

As a result, Zhang Tong silently took root in the darkness and absorbed the power of darkness.

As if he were asleep, Zhang Tong remained half asleep and half awake amid the subtle whispers, repeatedly recalling the words on the hammer in his mind.

Those words are similar to the white lotus picture, with a magical attraction.

In this kind of recollection, the words became clearer and clearer in Zhang Tong's mind.

And in the deep darkness, there seems to be vague text manifestations.

I don’t know where the vague words came from, and as soon as they appeared, the darkness became more mysterious.

Indescribable whispers sounded like a bell. Even Zhang Tong, who was as energetic as a lotus, could not maintain his independence for a long time in this weird whisper.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhang Tong suddenly opened his eyes in a cold sweat.

The whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

The pressure he had to bear when copying runes in the spiritual world was greater than he imagined.

"It seems that becoming a Thunder Whisperer is not something that happens overnight."

"Thunder Mantis... we should make preparations first."
Chapter completed!