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The lightning did not care about what Zhang Xiaoloong was thinking at all. It was like thousands of cannons were firing at the top of his head, the sound of thunder that even broke the sky came one after another.

If someone was outside, they would see streaks of lightning converging onto the roof of Zhang Xiaoloong's house.

Zhang Xiaoloong was surprised to find that he didn't faint like last time after being hit by the lightning bolts. Although the process was painful, it wasn't unbearable.

After the initial nervousness, he discovered even more that after the lightning struck his body, most of it was absorbed by the little black shadow in the yellow light. It was probably because of this that he didn't suffer too much damage.

The sound of thunder lasted for a quarter of an hour before it subsided. When the thunder stopped, the rain also stopped. Even the dense dark clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace.

A big hole appeared on Zhang Xiaoloong's roof. At this moment, black smoke was still coming out, but he didn't notice at all as he was immersed in the huge and complicated information in his mind.

It took another quarter of an hour for Zhang Xiaoloong to sort out his thoughts. At the same time, he was deeply shocked by his own experience.

Just as he had guessed before, when he went to the county, Lei Pi knocked him out for a month. It was not just because of the lightning, but also because of the small black cauldron that kept appearing in his chest.

This small cauldron had an extraordinary origin. It was a treasure used by the ancient divine farmers. When Shen Nong taught people how to choose heaven, he would grow the five valleys and even tasted the Hundred Herbs Refinement Method. Not only was he a god of agriculture, he was also a god of medicine, and this small cauldron was the one Shen Nong refined the Hundred Herbs Refinement Method.

When Shen Nong ascended to heaven, he was worried that the people of the lower realms would not be able to cope with the calamity. He sealed a portion of his mana and knowledge he learned in the cauldron, secretly throwing them into the mortal world, waiting for the fated ones to get their hands on them. However, it was unknown what kind of mistake occurred in the process. The divine cauldron disappeared for thousands of years before it suddenly broke through the void that day to 'smash' Zhang Xiaoloong, the fated one.

According to Zhang Xiaoloong's research, the only reason the Shennong Tripod chose him out of so many people was probably due to his personality and intelligence. That is to say, Shennong used supreme magical power to set up all sorts of restrictions, so that the cauldron could only be obtained by people with a pure heart and at the same time a decent amount of wisdom.

If one's heart was not good and the divine cauldron was obtained by the wicked, not only would they not help others to free themselves from their suffering, they would also use the divine cauldron to commit evil; if one's intelligence was lacking, they would be unable to pass on everything left behind by the divine farmer.

Zhang Xiaoloong digested these memories bit by bit. There were a lot of things about agriculture and medicine inside, and other than that, there was also a set of cultivation techniques that sounded very domineering — — Imperial Dragon Spell .

"Xiaoloong, are you alright?"

At this moment, the sound of someone knocking on the door came from outside. Zhang Xiaoloong finally recovered from his daze just now, he looked at his body again and quickly picked it up.

The Zhang Daniu couple paced around the door anxiously, almost knocking on it.

When the thunderous roar sounded out, they were also startled. However, they only thought that the weather was strange. When the rain stopped and they went out, they saw that the roof of their house was smoking from the thunder.

It didn't matter if the house was gone, but his son was still in his room.

Just when Zhang Daniu made up his mind to break open the door, the door creaked open from the inside.

Zhang Xiaoloong walked out from inside while rubbing his eyes. He yawned: "Dad, I just fell asleep, how did you wake me up?"

"Sleep?" Zhang Daniu and his wife were a little dazed. That thunderbolt was so powerful that it could make them fall asleep?

"Lei has left the house smoking. We were afraid that you would hurt yourself in there." Liu Mei hurriedly said.

"Huh?" Zhang Xiaoloong turned around and pretended to be scared, "It really is a thunder. Luckily I was sleeping, otherwise, it might have struck me again. I didn't call for this thunder did I?"

"Don't spout nonsense, as long as the person is fine." Zhang Daniu reprimanded him, "Remember, our roof is broken from the start, it wasn't struck by lightning."

There was a rumor in the village that Zhang Xiaoloong was possessed by a demon. Now that it had been quiet for a few days, if the news about Thunder on the rooftop were to spread, who knows what would happen.

Thinking about this, Zhang Daniu quickly found something to fix the hole on the roof and then covered it with a piece of cloth. On one hand, it could prevent rain and on the other hand, it could avoid being seen leaving any traces.

Unexpectedly, he really covered them up. Not long after the rain had stopped, it started to rain again. In a short period of time, it had been three days and three nights.

This time, Zhang Daniu wasn't worried about the house anymore. Instead, he was thinking about the crops on the ground. Every day, he would come back from the fields and sigh.

"Father, what happened to you?" If it rains, it rains. If you plant wheat, you can save water. " Zhang Xiaoloong consoled his father when he saw how worried he was.

"What do you know?" "Our corn was harvested too late, and the rain has been falling for three days already. Even if the rain stops, the ground will just be a quagmire, and we won't even be able to get our feet in. By the time we can harvest, even the corn will have sprouts growing on the plant."

Zhang Xiaoloong immediately understood. Because of his coma a few days ago, his family was always busy, even the corn in the fields was harvested, they didn't take it back. This rain was a good thing for other families, it saved time and effort, but it was troublesome for his family.

According to his father, if all the corn in this area had sprouted, then the harvest for this season would have gone down the drain.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look at the ground." As Zhang Xiaoloong said this, he took an umbrella and left.

"It's raining so heavily, what are you going to look for? It's already flooded, what else can it be?" Zhang Daniu was worried about his son's health, so he shouted for him to stop.

"It's fine. Wait for me at home. I'll be back in a moment. It'll be fine." Zhang Xiaoloong ran out without looking back.

These two days, nothing strange happened to Zhang Xiaoloong's body, and he understood what happened before.

The Shennong Tripod was a divine object. Even though it had chosen him as its master, fusing it together still required a process, and fusing it also required sufficient energy. So he had to wait until a few days ago and absorb enough lightning energy before he could be considered to have succeeded.

After this fusion, Zhang Xiaoloong found a lot of magical places. There was a wonderful smell in the small cauldron that was constantly warming his body. After two days, his skin had become a lot more exquisite, still faintly emitting a warm jade-like luster.

Especially after he had cultivated the Imperial Dragon Spell, his entire temperament changed along with it. In the past, he was extremely simple, but now, he had even more of that ethereal immortal energy.

Even if he was frozen in ice for two hours, he wouldn't get sick, let alone a little bit of rain.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaoloong had already reached the ground. The other families' land on both sides of the road had become empty. They were waiting for the rain to stop and for the seeds to be sowed in a few days.

As for his own corn field, it was just standing there in the rain. Zhang Xiaoloong tried it and found that the ground was as soft as mud. He couldn't even pull it out if he stepped on it.

Even if the rain stopped, it would take at least two or three days to break the corn. With this delay, even if the corn was wrapped in the skin and kept soaking in the water, it would get moldy even if it didn't sprout.

Zhang Xiaoloong squatted down and touched the muddy ground, thinking that it would be great if he could absorb part of the water in this place.