Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 124 Qingyang Talisman
After copying the jade slip of the martial arts technique and solving the most urgent need, Ji An returned to the martial arts area and slowly searched for the inheritance of talisman making.

The jade slips he had chosen in the past mainly introduced the drawing of talismans, which was a craft and could not be called a heritage.

At present, he can only make talismans at the Qi Refining level. Although mid-grade talismans can pose a certain degree of threat to enemies at the Foundation Establishment level, the threat is not fatal enough.

The experience of encountering a robbery cultivator outside Qingzhufang Market made him understand the benefits of having more talismans.

If he started stockpiling explosive talismans from now on, he could make his enemies feel the shock of a series of explosions.

After careful selection, he chose a jade slip called "Qingyang Fulue".

The introduction says that it records the life-long experience and insights of the sect's second-level talisman maker Lu Qingyang in making talismans, including the production methods of most foundation-building period talismans, as well as talisman plates and talisman weapons.

Ji An found some jade slips containing miscellaneous notes on cultivating immortals and went back to ask his senior brother on duty to copy them.

A person's experience is limited, but through the records of other monks, one can broaden his horizons, which may come in handy someday.

"Each jade slip of the Immortal Cultivation Notes only requires 200 contribution points, and this talisman inheritance requires contribution points.

Lu Qingyang was a cultivator from two hundred years ago. It is said that he was almost able to break through to the Chaoyuan stage. Many talisman makers in the sect chose this inheritance. Junior brother, you have a good eye."

The monks on duty were all smiling happily. There was an extra benefit in being on duty in the Transmission Hall. They would get a commission from the contribution points spent by other disciples in copying the jade slips.

Today, this junior brother exchanged good things, which were high-end and expensive. He spent more than 50,000 contribution points, and he can get a few thousand points in profit.

Ji An grinned. The way he was spending his money now, more than 300,000 contribution points wouldn't last long.

After copying the jade slip, Ji An bid farewell to his senior brother and left the Transmission Hall, then walked to the nearby Work Hall.

Ye Changqing saw him come in and immediately stood up to greet him, the wrinkles on his face smiling like chrysanthemums:
"The sun rose from the west today. How come you have time to come to me, Junior Brother? Do you want to take on more sect missions?"

He joked that this junior fellow had not set foot outside of Scarlet Flame Peak for many years and was nicknamed the 'Stone Turtle Monk' by some alchemists.

Turtles don't like to move, and stone turtles are even more motionless.

"I came to the Transmission Hall today to exchange for a technique. How could I not ask my senior brother for a cup of spiritual tea while passing by?"

Ji An bowed and smiled, then said:

"The spiritual apricots over there are beginning to ripen. I'll have someone send some over in a few days for you to try."

As he spoke, he handed over a gray cloth bag containing more than 30 kilograms of roasted pine nuts.

The other party took good care of him. The materials he sent for making talismans were all high-quality, and he was willing to tell him any news he had.

Giving a small gift does not show respect, but it can enhance feelings.

The pine nuts from Chiyan Peak are fuller and much larger than those from other places. They contain much better spiritual energy and taste much better.

"Come, stay here at noon, we'll make tea and wine."

Ye Changqing smelled the fragrance of pine nuts and happily took the cloth bag.

Because of their good quality, half of the pine nuts collected from Chiyan Peak were specifically requested by the sect's high-level monks to be taken away. In addition, some were sent to the heads of various halls. Since he was guarding the Qinong Hall, he did not get much.

He didn't have much to do, and cracking pine nuts was a good way to kill time.

The two sat opposite each other and talked about Mingfeng Mountain.

Ye Changqing sighed and said:

"Some old buddies asked me about the battle. They wanted to rise up and make a final contribution to the sect, so that they could provide protection for their descendants in the future.

Hehe, if they didn't really feel that the future was hopeless, no monk would be willing to live out his life in old age."

Two hundred years earlier, cultivators of his age and level would have already resigned from sect affairs and enjoyed their retirement.

When faced with a major event like the outbreak of a demonic disaster, which concerns the survival of the sect's orthodoxy, there is no way to hide away.

If he encounters monsters surrounding the mountain in the future, he will put on his armor and fight again even though he has such old bones.

Ji An's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice:

"The three sects have been preparing for a hundred years. If they operate properly, the impact of the demon disaster on the sect forces in Xizhou will be far less than the last large-scale demon disaster."

Compared to monsters and beasts that rely on their bodies to attack, the human body is weaker, but with the help of various magic arrays, magic tools, talismans and other external objects, this deficiency can be completely offset.

For thousands of years, the monks' various skills have been constantly improving, but the monsters' attack methods have not changed much, giving the monks an advantage.

Ye Changqing shook his head slightly and said:

"I hope so. Even with the most thorough preparations, the Xizhou Immortal Cultivation World will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and the sect disciples will also suffer huge casualties.

Having said that, the demon disaster is also a test. I wonder how many cultivators will stand out in the war.

As long as the monks survive the war, they will achieve great things in the future."

After having lunch, Ji An bid farewell to Senior Brother Ye and drove the shuttle to Ningcui Cliff.

In the cave, he bowed deeply:
"Greetings, Master. I haven't seen you for many years. You are still as elegant as ever."

Ge Ying picked up the teacup and said in feigned anger:

"You still remember me as your master? You left Ningcui Cliff and haven't been back for ten years. I almost forgot you were my disciple."

Although she looked angry, she was still quite satisfied after feeling the level of her disciple's cultivation.

To practice the Wood Element Kung Fu in a place like Red Flame Peak where the golden and fire spiritual energy is blazing, and break through the third level of foundation building within ten years, with the other party's qualifications, he must have practiced very diligently to achieve this.

The disciple has not returned to Ningcui Cliff in the past ten years, but the annual gifts of filial piety have never stopped.

Judging from the quality of the pine nuts and spiritual charcoal he had sent, his understanding of the technique was quite profound, far superior to hers back then. It was an honor for a teacher to have a disciple surpass him.

"Master has summoned me several times but was delayed due to some matters. It is my fault.

I wanted to come and see Master a few days ago, but the spiritual apricots that I planted were about to mature, so I thought of sending them to Master to try. This time, the spiritual apricots are even better."

Ji An took out the fruit basket and raised his hands while bending forward.

The fruity aroma wafts in the air, mixed with the fragrance of the spiritual tea, giving it a unique flavor.

After a few breaths, Ge Ying put down the teacup and said in a solemn voice, maintaining his dignity:
"Why, you want me to help you get up?"

A kind light flashed in her eyes and then disappeared very quickly.

"Thank you, Master."

Ji An stood up with a smile and handed the fruit basket to the maid next to him:
"Wash some and serve them."

He sat on the left side of the Master and said:

"Speaking of which, I got the seeds of this spiritual apricot tree from Senior Sister Mu."

He was going to buy peach seeds from Li Lingyu and told him how Mu Qingwan gave him a bonus.

The master is getting older, and talking about things about people she is familiar with can help her recall memories.

"I've heard Lingyu talk about this before. Our relationship as master and disciple is truly remarkable. It's amazing that both Liu Yu and Lingyu have met you before and recommended you at the same time.

At the time, I had no intention of accepting you as my disciple, but after meeting you, I realized you were indeed a good talent, so I accepted you as my disciple right away."

The master and the disciple talked about the past, and the slight estrangement that had existed for many years quickly disappeared.

The maid brought the spiritual apricots. Ge Ying picked one up, put it to her nose and smelled its fragrance, then took a light bite and chewed it carefully.

There was approval in her eyes, and she said gently:
"Your ability in cultivating spiritual fruit trees is not far behind my master's."

She used the object control technique to send a spiritual apricot to Ji An, then stood up and said:

"Come with me and I'll show you a treasure."

Ge Ying used some magic formula to break the restriction and entered the medicine garden.

Then he flew to the other end of the medicine garden and stopped beside a stone wall covered with green vines.

She tilted her head slightly and whispered to the person behind her:
"Inside is Ningcui Cliff's most valuable treasure, the sect's second-grade, top-grade spiritual peach tree."

She took out the token to unlock the restriction, chanted some magic words to open the door, and the stone wall silently opened to both sides, revealing a two-foot path.

"Don't fly with Qi, otherwise the restrictions above will be temporarily closed for a while."

Ji An followed him in. It was a stone staircase carved into the mountain.

On the rock wall, there are night-shining pearls as big as pigeon eggs placed every few steps, emitting a soft white light that is not dim.

After walking for about half a minute, Ji An felt that the scene in front of him suddenly became brighter. After passing a layer of light curtain, he found himself stepping onto a platform with a radius of two acres, and there was a cliff outside.

The rich aura of the wood element hits you in the face, the air is filled with elegant fragrance, and in the distance you can see rushing waterfalls and misty water.

Two magical peach trees grow on the left and right. The peach blossoms are as white as snow and as pink as clouds, like magical clouds adorning the branches. A group of purple bees as big as fingers are buzzing among the flowers.

The thickest peach tree had cracked bark, sparse leaves and few flowers, while the other one was lush and leafy.

Ji An saw several great tits landing in the air above his head, chirping, jumping and chasing each other.

"Go!" He raised his hand and pretended to drive the bird away, but the bird remained unmoved and didn't even look at him.

Ge Ying smiled and said:
“Even though there’s sunlight shining in, from the outside, there’s just a mountain of rocks.

There is a layer of illusion array and a layer of mimicry array set up outside, which cannot be seen by Jindan stage cultivators without careful observation.

Even if I shout here, my voice won’t be heard.”

"It's really an immortal's trick," Ji An laughed foolishly to hide his embarrassment. He had little knowledge of formations.

He coughed a few times, took out a brocade box, handed it over with both hands, and said with a smile:

"This time I come, I also have a gift for Master."

There is no one else here and the confidentiality is so good, it is suitable for discussing confidential matters.

Ge Ying took the brocade box, only to feel her arm suddenly drop. She raised her eyebrows slightly and opened the box curiously. The bright light reflected from inside shone into her eyes.

After she took out the items inside and carefully examined them, she said in a deep voice:
"Second-grade, superior Tianxuan Red Gold, and second-grade, top-grade Xinghen Gold, this gift is too precious.

Do you know what these things mean to those sword cultivators?"

The luster of Tianxuan Red Gold is like brass, with natural patterns like water waves, and the surface of Xinghen Gold is covered with star-like light spots.

She stared at her disciple with burning eyes:
"Where did it come from? Did you commit a serious crime?"

These things are simply not something a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building can possess. Tianxuan Red Gold is okay, and Xinghen Gold can be used to make the blanks for top-grade spiritual weapons.

The top-grade spiritual weapon is refined day and night by the Chaoyuan period cultivators. After the aura is perfectly integrated, it can help them survive the thunder tribulation.

After successfully overcoming the tribulation, the cultivator breaks through to the Golden Core Stage, and the top-grade spiritual weapon transforms into a magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)