Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 155 Sword Song
Jia Yu was not as cheerful as usual, and the wine gourd he always carried with him was not hung around his waist. With a serious expression, the majesty of a Chao Yuan period monk was fully revealed.

After he finished speaking, he took the lead and stepped into the cabin of the flying boat. Many foundation-building cultivators followed him in silence.

Such a giant flying boat is a top-grade spiritual weapon specially used by the sect to transport monks over long distances. Because it is too large and complex, it cannot be reduced in size like other small flying boats.

The cabin was very spacious, and even with nearly a hundred foundation-building cultivators inside, it didn't feel crowded.

The monks took the cushions placed in the boxes around them and sat down around the semicircular platform.

Han Qingshan stood close to Ji An and smiled at him.

When the two first met, he felt that the other person was mentally relaxed, with a calm expression and without the nervousness of others. He felt that he must have someone to rely on, so he followed closely.

On the high platform, Jia Yu stretched out his hand and shook it, and a large number of jade slips shining with spiritual light flew out and stopped in front of each Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"The jade slip contains a map with detailed markings of the terrain around Mingfeng Mountain and Evil Wolf Valley. This is where our mission is going to take place.

Take a quick look at it first. The areas marked in gold are the areas under our sect's responsibility."

Ji An placed the jade slip against his forehead and probed into his consciousness, only to discover that there was actually a video inside.

Like an aerial view, the perspective starts from the high mountains and slowly moves downwards into the gentle valley, presenting the entire area in his mind.

You can also see lush forests and rugged rocks in the mountains, as well as wolves running on the ground and other monsters scattered in panic.

Further back is a flat map. A golden dotted line divides the mountain range into two parts. The south of the mountain range is the area under the responsibility of the Jinling Sect.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jia Yu coughed violently several times, attracting everyone's attention.

"You are all spiritual farmers in the early stage of foundation building. The task assigned to you is extremely simple. It is to lead the Qi Refining disciples to form a formation at the bottom of the mountain and slowly advance towards the top.

Although Mingfeng Mountain is a second-grade, superior spiritual vein, what you encounter at the foot of the mountain are only Qi Refining Stage monsters and a few Foundation Establishment Stage monsters.

I will follow you and together we will ensure the safety of our disciples as much as possible."

Ji An immediately heard many people sighing in relief. Han Qingshan beside him nodded slightly and patted his chest gently.

Jia Yu paused and continued:

"Most of the Qi Refining disciples we recruited have experience in monster hunting. As long as you can hold back the Foundation Establishment monsters charging towards you and help them maintain their formation, you'll have accomplished your mission.

The sect does not ask you to play a big role in the battle. Your main task will only begin after the battle.

By then, you must plant blood-sucking vines all around Mingfeng Mountain and in Wolf Valley within a short period of time."

The plan is simple. The combined strength of the three sects can completely crush the demon wolf tribe in this area.

The reason why so many monks were sent here was to deal with possible reinforcements from monsters.

"The sect has sent ten monks from the Law Enforcement Hall to assist us. The others will form groups of two and await their orders.

Now you can form a team freely, and then go outside to select one hundred disciples to assign tasks.

We are expected to arrive at the battle area at noon tomorrow, and will immediately begin the battle and adjust our condition."

Han Qingshan bowed and smiled:
"Brother Ji, can we work in pairs?"

"of course can."

Ji An agreed. He no longer had any hope in the fighting ability of these spiritual farmers, so it didn't matter who he teamed up with.

The sect was thoughtful and had monks from the Law Enforcement Hall to coordinate and arrange everything, so he just followed along.

A monk with a rough face and a beard came over and said with a bow:

"Zhong Yue from the Law Enforcement Hall greets you two. I will be in charge of commanding the battle. I hope you will cooperate."

He saw that both of them were cultivators at the third level of foundation building, and thought that it would be easier to cooperate with them.

Han Qingshan hurriedly bowed in return:

"My name is Han Qingshan, Senior Brother Zhong, please take care of me."

The three of them announced their names and walked out of the cabin to select their team members. Zhong Yue began assigning tasks:
"Group combat is different from ordinary monster hunting. We just need to maintain our formation, and others will help us.

When attacking, use Explosive Fire Magic as the main technique. If your Explosive Fire Magic skills are too poor, you can also use Entanglement Magic, Quicksand Magic, etc., but..."

Zhong Yue became serious and continued:
"No water spells allowed! I once saw an idiot cast a Chilling Wind spell while his teammates were casting a Fire Blast spell. Damn it, he must have thought our spells were too powerful!"

"Haha," everyone chuckled.

After arranging the task, Ji An and the other two returned to the small room in the cabin together.

As the room was too crowded, the three rough guys had to squeeze together.

Zhong Yue sat cross-legged on the futon and said:
"The three of us need to be distributed in the front row of the square formation. Even if a Foundation Establishment Stage monster attacks, as long as you can cast a spell to block it for a few breaths, the other disciples will take charge of the attack.

The recruited Qi Refining disciples were all battle-hardened. Even the Foundation Establishment monsters could not withstand the dozens of explosive fire spells they were fired at.

If I encounter a demon beast above the mid-stage foundation-building stage, I will personally go forward and hold it back. Is there anything wrong with you two?"

Han Qingshan bared his teeth and said awkwardly:
"Brother, the fighting spells I master are all defensive, and I only have one magic weapon in my hand, and it's a defensive one.

I can step forward and act as a sandbag to attract the monsters, but I can't cast a spell to stop them."

Zhong Yue opened his mouth slightly, speechless, thinking:
"You can only passively take the beating, what's the point of playing?"

He shook his head in disappointment and looked to the other side:
"Junior Brother Ji, do you know any spells that can be used in combat?"

Ji An nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"In addition to cultivating spiritual fields on weekdays, I also take time to practice Explosive Fireball, which has now reached the perfect level."

Revealing a little bit of information will help teammates have an idea and accurately judge how to act.

"really?"

Zhong Yue opened his mouth wide, this time in ecstasy.

A cultivator in the early stages of foundation building who could unleash a perfect-level explosive fireball must be incredibly gifted, and there were only a handful of such cultivators in the Law Enforcement Hall. Ji An pinched his fingers, and a bright yellow fireball the size of a rubber ball rolled above his palm, its surface shimmering with a faint blue flame.

Fireballs rolled in the eyes of the other two, illuminating their world.

Han Qingshan was scorched by the scorching heat and his body leaned back reflexively.

"Brother Ji has such ability, no wonder he is so calm. I, Han Qingshan, have made this friend my own."

After showing off, Ji An withdrew his magic power, and the fireball quickly shrank and then disappeared.

A few wisps of rising green smoke proved that everything that had just happened was not a dream.

Am I the spiritual farmer or are you the spiritual farmer? Zhong Yue looked at Ji An seriously and thought to himself that this mission was a sure thing.

He looked at Han Qingshan again and lamented that although they were both spiritual farmers, the gap between them was too big.

Ten flying boats took off from Chaoyang Peak, speeding through the clouds, exceeding the fastest speed of the shuttle, and soon left the vast mountains behind.

Ji An sat cross-legged on the cushion, his mind immersed in his dantian, connecting with the stone turtle.

[Master: Ji An]

[Tao Yun: Gold 2.2, Water 0, Wood 0, Fire 0.6, Earth 3.1]

Spiritual Ability: Kan Spirit 84.8, Gen Spirit 398.6, Zhen Spirit 16.4, Xun Spirit 165.4, Kun Spirit 85.6, Qian Spirit 528.5, Dui Spirit 446.6, Li Spirit 600.2

[Spell: Golden Light (Perfection 51%)

Exploding Fireball (30% complete)

Panshan Jue (15% complete).]

"Refine the spiritual energy and advance to the Golden Light Technique."

"Refine the spiritual power and enhance the explosive fireball."

"Refine the spiritual energy and improve the Panshan Technique."

His spiritual consciousness entered the mysterious space of the stone turtle to practice spells. As his spiritual power was continuously consumed, more insights filled his mind.

Finally, he saw that some inspiration was still left and gave the order again.

"Refine the spiritual energy and improve the cold wind technique."

[Spell: Golden Light (51%→59%)

Explosive Fireball (30% → 35% full)

Panshan Jue (Perfection 15%→18%)

Cold Wind Technique (5% for minor skill → 1% for major skill)

It is better to sharpen your sword before the battle, even if it is not fast. At this point, he has adjusted his condition to the strongest.

"Everyone, assemble on deck immediately. Assemble on deck immediately."

Jia Yu's voice was pervasive and echoed in everyone's ears.

Ji An took out the Earth Spirit Pearl and immediately rushed out with the other two.

After dozens of breaths, the deck was densely packed with monks.

At this time, the flying boat stayed high in the sky, and looking down one could only see a vast expanse of green dotted with ochre and black spots.

Jia Yu warned:
"The flying boat will stop at the predetermined attack position later, and everyone should form up as quickly as possible.

Don't worry about what other teams are doing, just do your own job well."

About a quarter of an hour later, the mysterious sound of metal clashing could be heard from outside, like a golden dragon roaring in the sky.

When the sound reached his ears, Ji An felt as if swords and knives flashed before his eyes, and his hair stood on end as if a knife or an axe was about to hit him.

At this moment, the flying boat began to tilt, and he saw a cold light in the distance cutting through the sky, falling rapidly from the blue sky, and falling to the top of the mountain like a meteorite. He felt a stinging sensation in his eyes, and tears streamed down his face.

There were cultivators controlling spiritual weapons, following closely behind the cold light.

Jia Yu said anxiously:

That's the sword light driven by a Chao Yuan period sword cultivator, don't look at it!"

Ji An saw hundreds of rays of light swooping down, some of them were like fire clouds leaving long flame tails in the sky, and some were surrounded by golden light and had a compelling aura.

Seeing this made his blood boil, and he couldn't wait to join the fight.

"Ow~"

The howling of wolves reached the sky, carrying with it a savage breath and bloody cruelty.

"Ow"

The howls of wolves echoed one after another from afar.

The flying boat landed at the foot of the mountain, and the monks quickly formed a formation.

More than a dozen black wind wolves as big as calves came running wildly, but before they got close to the square formation, they were overwhelmed by the overwhelming explosive fire magic. The air was filled with the aroma of burning protein.

Ji An saw flaming flowers falling like snowflakes halfway up the mountain, fireballs raining down like heavy rain, and roaring sounds continuing.

“Focus on last-hitting, don’t worry about the loot!
Keep the formation, move forward, keep moving forward!"

Jia Yu's voice echoed, and he hovered in the air, stepping on a disc that was flashing with yellow light.

The sect's main attacking force was fighting on the top and the mountainside. His mission was to stop the late Foundation Establishment stage monsters that were fleeing down the mountain.

(End of this chapter)