Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 119 Eruption
Ji An used a special technique to cast a spell, but the Small Cloud Rain Spell did not produce any rain, only endless thick fog rose.

It covered an area of ​​ten acres, with a thickness of nearly two meters, and was a vast expanse of white.

The fireball hit the ground, sending out thousands of sparks and the shock wave spreading in all directions.

The clouds were blown away to reveal an open space, but it was soon filled up again, and it was still a sea of ​​fog.

Ji An moved his position in the fog and performed the Small Cloud and Rain Technique again. The fog became thicker and visibility was less than one foot.

Huang Feihu was planting talisman grass not far away. Seeing this situation, he immediately rushed into the clouds and hid carefully.

As the fog spread, the two attacking monks immediately flew into the air. They were stunned when they saw the rapidly rising fog.

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building asked:

"Boss Dong, what kind of spell is this? What should we do now?"

The chief said that he brought them here to do big business and had anticipated various situations, but he had never expected the current situation.

The fog is now more than three feet thick, and I have no idea what is going on below.

The two shuttles slowly approached. The monks on them saw the white mist rising before they could join the battle. They all felt it was incredible.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the Little Cloud and Rain Technique that all spiritual farmers know."

Boss Dong's face turned ashen. He was a disciple of the Puyun Chen family's side branch, and secretly helped the family do many shameful things.

Either it is to intercept the customers of the family's competitors, or to clear the family's obstacles as we are doing today.

According to the family tree, he had been dead for many years and the martial arts he practiced had nothing to do with the family.

The target of this mission was a spiritual farmer who had just established his foundation for a year. Originally thought it would be easy to capture him, but unexpectedly, the target was not like other spiritual farmers who had no fighting experience, but was quite quick-witted.

If they did this in the wild, they would still be slaughtered, but this is the territory of the Jinling Sect, and they don't have much time left.

"Boss, time is not on our side, let's retreat."

The cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building urged that they had never made any contingency plans for the current situation. They didn't know how long it would take to stay here and seek a breakthrough, so it would be better to leave early.

"retreat!"

Boss Dong reluctantly boarded the shuttle and left. He wanted everyone to cast fire spells to disperse the concentration, but the target could also continuously cast spells to increase the concentration of the fog, and they didn't have time to waste here.

Two hours later.

Ji An bowed and said:
"Thank you for coming, brothers. I am currently making rain for the spiritual fields."

He recounted what happened at that time, gritted his teeth, pointed at Zhang Erniu's corpse and said in hatred:
"I think the enemy had planned this long ago. I looked around as usual before casting the spell, but I didn't see any shuttles flying in the sky nearby.

But just as I was casting rain, I saw the thieves flying across the land on a shuttle. They must have suddenly appeared from some forest."

Ji An felt a little guilty. He could feel the enemy's murderous intent towards him, and there was a high probability that he was involved in Zhang Erniu's death.

Musunde's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice:
"Brother, do you remember the direction the thieves attacked from? Let's go check it out, maybe we can find something."

He has served in the Law Enforcement Hall for nearly a hundred years, has reached the ninth level of foundation building, and is the deputy head of the Law Enforcement Hall.

This was the third time he had encountered a sect monk being attacked and killed within the sect's jurisdiction. The other two times happened outside the sect's territory, and the thieves succeeded. One of the victims was his good friend.

By the time the monks from the Law Enforcement Hall arrived, their fellow disciples had already been torn into pieces and turned into a pile of minced meat.

The sect was furious and ordered a thorough investigation, but there were too few clues and the case ended up in nothing.

This time he happened to be on duty to look after the Mountain and River Map. He saw that a fellow disciple was attacked near the sect's spiritual vein. He was furious and came to support him in person.

"Of course I remember. It's that direction. My brothers and I are heading there together."

Ji An pointed out the direction and asked Huang Feihu to collect Zhang Erniu's body.

He went to search with two monks from the Law Enforcement Hall. Musunde patted his storage bag, and a squirrel-like spirit beast jumped out.

After half an hour of searching, they found the thief's hiding place. The squirrel spirit beast kept twitching its nostrils and finally jumped back onto its owner's shoulder.

Musunde's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold:

"The thieves came prepared, and they had covered their bodies with scent-covering powder. My spirit beast couldn't smell anything.

Junior Brother, do you have any enemies?"

In his opinion, a true robbery cultivator would never choose to take action within the sect.

The thief actually took a huge risk to commit a crime within the sect. He must have an irreconcilable grudge, otherwise, anyone with a normal mind would not do such a thing.

Ji An's eyes narrowed and he shook his head gently:
"Brother, I am just a spiritual farmer. I usually stay at home and rarely go out. Even if I want to make enemies with others, I don't have the chance."

During all these years of cultivating immortals, there were only three cultivators who had ill intentions towards him. Pang Mingde from the Pang’s Treasure Talisman Shop in Qingyun Immortal City was one of them, but the other party did not have such great power to find a cultivator in the late foundation building stage to attack and kill him.

The other two were Zhu Qinghao and Chen Xingzhou. He saved their face. Even if there was something dirty between them, it would not come to the point of life and death.

"If there's no clear enemy, then it could be the work of wandering robber cultivators from other regions. We can make a judgment after verifying with the surrounding forces.

Tomorrow I will send a monk from the Law Enforcement Hall to inquire about the forces near Scarlet Flame Peak. Junior Brother, please be careful during the next period of time."

Musunde and Ji An exchanged their magic seals and said:
"It will take two days at the fastest, four or five days at the slowest. I will inform my junior brother of the situation.

Junior Brother Ji, let’s say goodbye now.”

Beside the cold pond, Ji An pursed his lips and said nothing, wondering if there was a deeper reason behind the attack today. Huang Feihu walked over and said softly:
"Zhang Erniu's body has been cremated, and his ashes will be sent to the General Affairs Hall tomorrow, awaiting claim by his family."

"Notify the General Affairs Palace that if Erniu has family members coming, have them come to Chiyan Peak.

As a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, I felt guilty for allowing a sect disciple to be killed by thieves in front of me.

If possible, I want to make amends to his family."

Ji An let out a breath slowly, feeling uneasy.

"Uncle Master, you didn't do anything wrong. It's all because of those damned Tribulation Cultivators."

Huang Feihu said something comforting and quietly retreated.

He lamented in his heart the fragility of life. Zhang Erniu was the first fellow disciple he met after arriving at Chiyan Peak. He was in his prime yet suffered such an unexpected disaster, which made him sigh.

Three days later, Ji An received a message from Musunde.

'After investigation, it was found that there had been several cases of missing monks in other spheres of influence near Chiyan Peak, and some people had witnessed the robbery of monks.

Junior brother, what happened to you is very likely a robbery cultivator, but please still be vigilant.

Red Copper Mountain.

Chen Xingyun welcomed his cousin into the cave, dismissed his attendants, and opened the magic barrier, saying with a smile:

"Did you bring good news?"

Chen Xingzhou shook his head slightly:
"The mission failed. The Jinling Sect's Law Enforcement Hall is still secretly investigating the matter."

The action was unsuccessful. Now the situation is tense and it is difficult to organize another action in a short period of time. We have to wait until the situation has passed before we can do anything else.

Chen Xingyun's face turned serious. If the target escaped the assassination, he would most likely be suspected by the target.

When the Red Flame Peak erupts again, the target should be able to piece together the cause and effect. There are reckless men among cultivators, but there are no fools.

He took a deep breath and said with a hint of complaint:

"What level are the monks carrying out the mission? Don't they know that even a lion fighting a rabbit must use all its strength?"

"We have already anticipated the enemy's weakness and dispatched four Foundation Establishment cultivators to deal with a cultivator at the first level of Foundation Establishment.

One person at the seventh level of foundation building, one at the fifth level, and two at the third level of foundation building, this lineup is powerful enough, right?!"

Chen Xingzhou recounted the entire incident and said with a wry smile:
"The target reacted quickly, finally unleashing a spell to create a thick fog. This was completely beyond our expectations. The monks on the mission couldn't afford the delay and had no choice but to retreat."

Chen Xingyun was silent. He was at the third level of foundation building. Such a lineup was more than enough to deal with him. He could not accuse the family of not doing their work carefully.

"Myna, we've discovered that cultivators from the Jinling Sect's Law Enforcement Hall often appear near Scarlet Flame Peak, so we can only hold our ground.

When Scarlet Flame Peak erupts again, will it have a significant impact on you?"

"Ji An will definitely suspect me and even our Puyunshan Chen family, but without any concrete evidence, it's just suspicion.

Even if we tell the sect, as long as we don't expose ourselves, Ji An and the sect can't do anything to me. Now it depends on how they respond after the eruption of Red Flame Peak."

Chen Xingzhou nodded slightly and said slowly:

“I don’t think the other party will report the harvest of various spiritual objects to the Golden Spirit Sect after the eruption of Red Flame Peak.

People die for money, birds die for food. Such a huge harvest would tempt our family, let alone a small spiritual farmer! "

With an extra income of four to five thousand spirit stones every year, it is hard not to be tempted.

He has been managing the family business for many years and believes he has a clear understanding of human nature.

Chen Xingyun narrowed his eyes and sneered:
"In other words, the secret of Scarlet Flame Peak will not be known to the sect for the time being."

"Yes, we still have a chance."

Since the attack, Ji An has become much more vigilant.

Every time he went out to cast a spell for the spiritual field, he would order Huang Feihu to take a shuttle to scout around the Red Flame Peak magic circle. Three months passed in this peaceful manner.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the evil energy of gold and fire is boiling in the sky.

Ji An looked at the top of Chiyan Peak, where golden-red mist was swirling, with his eyebrows raised.

The sect's records mentioned that the Red Flame Peak had erupted once a year in recent years. In his two lifetimes as a human, he had never witnessed such a spectacle.

After several days of brewing, Ji An had already vaguely felt that the power accumulated in the fire veins of the earth had reached a critical point.

He has activated the mountain protection array to protect the cave and some important places, quietly waiting for the grand event when the earth lung fire pulses into the sky.

Not long after, lava as bright as burning charcoal gushed out and rushed hundreds of feet into the sky, like a fire tree growing on the top of the mountain.

The night sky was painted orange-red, as if it was burning.

The earth was shaking and rumbling, and volcanic ash was falling like rain.

Volcanic eruptions are extremely short-lived, lasting only a second or two.

Then Ji An saw lava slowly overflowing from the top of the mountain and surging down the mountain like a wave.

(End of this chapter)