Chapter: 5841

Tears welled up in Lin Wan’er’s eyes in an instant. She pointed to the bare ground under her feet, said extremely excitedly, but also extremely nervously: “I know who is asking for help! It’s her! It’s the mother of pucha!”

Ye Chen was even more puzzled when he heard this answer: “Didn’t the mother of Pucha fail three hundred years ago? Why would she ask us for help now?! And…and she is just a tree, can she Draw the dark clouds in the sky to come to us for help?!”

Lin Wan’er murmured: “Young Master’s doubts, I don’t know the reason, but I can feel it, that familiar feeling is the mother of Pucha…”

Ye Chen said: “Okay, assuming what you said is correct, it is indeed the mother of Pucha who is asking us for help through the clouds, but what exactly does she need us to do? How can we help her?”

Lin Wan’er was also a little anxious: “I don’t know… I can only see that she is asking for help. This ever-changing hexagram gives me the feeling that she is trapped in this shaking hexagram and cannot break free, but there is nothing in it. I didn’t tell the slave family what to do to help her get out…”

At this time, the dark clouds had become thicker and thicker, and the huge dark clouds began to condense into groups and began to sink slowly.

The air is already full of moist water vapor, and the air pressure seems to have begun to drop rapidly, making people’s breathing a bit dull, just like the feeling before the super thunderstorm in summer.

Lin Wan’er has no cultivation base, so her breathing feels a little difficult at this time, and her expression is becoming more and more anxious. It is rare for her to lose her composure and keep stomping on the spot, and said anxiously: “The hexagrams are getting more and more dangerous, and the main hexagram has begun to appear. If she is about to be swallowed by Ke Gua, if she can’t think of a countermeasure, she may never be able to save her… What to do… What to do…”

Ye Chen was even more confused, and even Lin Waner couldn’t figure out the hexagrams, he couldn’t figure out even more, so seeing Lin Waner burning with anxiety, he could only stand there and worry.

The dark clouds are still thickening and sinking at this moment, forming a strong low-pressure area above the entire Tianchi Lake. Lin Wan’er already feels that she is not breathing well. She can only take deep breaths while constantly turning her brain. Think about the problems.

Ye Chen couldn’t understand the hexagrams, but he analyzed them rationally, and said, “Miss Lin, if she is really asking us for help, it must be within our capabilities. Hand, where can we help her? Do we want us to help her disperse this dark cloud? We can’t do it!”

Lin Wan’er nodded, and said anxiously: “Young Master is right… If we need to disperse the dark clouds, there is really nothing we can do…Young Master’s supernatural powers can attract sky thunder, but the sky thunder is only effective on real objects. It is originally a companion product of thunder and lightning, and its relationship with thunder and lightning is more like water and fish, it will definitely not be afraid of thunder and lightning… Then what else can we do?”

When Ye Chen said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out: “I understand!”

Lin Wan’er hurriedly asked: “Young master, what did you find out?!”

Ye Chen asked her: “Miss Lin, have you noticed that there is only something missing in such thick dark clouds and such strong low pressure?”

Lin Wan’er’s eyes widened suddenly, and she blurted out, “Lack of lightning!”

“Yes!” Ye Chen nodded heavily: “If it was normal, this kind of heavy dark cloud would have been thundered and flashed long ago, but although this dark cloud is very thick, there is no trace of thunder and lightning. Chang Shengbo was already destroyed when he blew himself up, and the only magic weapon that can be released from a long distance is the re-refined Thunderbolt, and it happens that the dark cloud lacks lightning, so I might as well give it some lightning to try!”

Lin Wan’er was overjoyed and said, “Master’s re-refined Thunderbolt, is it made from the piece of lightning strike wood that I gave you?”

“right!”

Lin Wan’er was even more excited, clenched her fists and said excitedly: “The lightning strike tree is the broken branch of the mother of pucha! Maybe, the three hundred years after her failure to overcome the catastrophe has not disappeared, what she waited so hard for is today!”