Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 175 Countermeasures
The next day.

The afternoon breeze blows by, and the bamboo forest whispers.

Ji An half-lay on the chair, took out the seeds of the purple fire gourd and placed them on a wooden tray.

He roughly counted them and found more than a hundred top-quality gourd seeds and several high-quality seeds.

He removed the incomplete seeds and used his spiritual consciousness to feel the vitality contained in the gourd seeds one by one. In the end, he got exactly eighty top-quality gourd seeds.

These seeds looked much better than the ones he got from Zhong Yue. The dark red skin was gleaming with spiritual light, and the aura was more lively.

The gourd is a spiritual plant of the fire element, and its seeds contain a lot of wood element energy.

Ji An stared at a seed at his fingertips, deep in thought.

None of the spiritual plants he came into contact with showed only a single characteristic of the Five Elements. Even the earth spirit fruit tree that looked like a stone tree had juice flowing in it.

He used to think that spiritual plants had a single five-element attribute, but now he thinks that was superficial.

Ji An slowly came back to his senses. He divided the top-grade gourd seeds into two equal parts, and then released the Withering and Flourishing Technique.

The spell wrapped around the high-quality seeds and the low-quality seeds, absorbing their vitality.

Green and red light flew out from the seed and finally gathered into a deep dark green wood bead.

He activated the Wood Yuan Pearl and nourished one of the seeds with the same life force.

After all the light emitted by the Wood Yuan Pearl was absorbed by the seeds, Ji An released the Green Wood Transformation Technique again, and emerald green light spots fell down, enveloping all the top-quality seeds.

The seeds that did not absorb the light of the wood element pearls absorbed more light spots.

Ji An pinched his fingers and released the Fire Spell. The seed's surface, wrapped in orange-red light, became even brighter, as red as magma.

He felt that the vitality of the seeds was stimulated to a greater extent and nodded with satisfaction.

"quack!"

The gray-feathered sand goose took off from the cold pond and landed near its owner.

It first shook the water off its feathers, and then rubbed its owner's arm affectionately.

Ji An laughed and said:
"I'll give you the pills in the evening."

A few months ago, Sha Yan's demonic power had increased slightly, so he had never let her take the Blood Refining Pill.

Now it seems that the beast's demonic power has reached its limit, and I think it's time for it to break through.

"Gah."

After receiving an accurate reply, the gray-feathered sand goose let out a flattering cry, turned around and flew away to play in the cold pond.

"damn thing."

Ji An shook his head. After all, it was a monster, and even if it had intelligence, it was limited.

He stood up, waved his hand and shouted:
"Huang Xuan, where is Li Cheng?"

Huang Xuan came over jogging and said with a smile:
"Master, today's work was completed this morning. Li Cheng and Brother Huang went outside to tinker with the spiritual fields.

If you need anything, just tell me, or I can go and call them back?"

Life in Chiyan Peak is very comfortable. As long as you complete your work conscientiously, you can use the rest of your time as you please, as long as you have someone to serve you.

“No, just bring a bundle of dried Xuanyang wood branches and a bag of powder, and go with me to plant the Purple Fire Gourd.

From now on, you and Li Cheng will still be responsible for fertilizing these gourds, and the frequency will remain the same as before."

"I understand. Don't worry, uncle."

Ji An summoned the flying shuttle, carrying Huang Xuan to the place where the gourds were originally planted, and instructed:
"Get some red sand."

Huang Xuan filled a few bags of red sand and poured them on the ground, mixing the Xuanyang wood powder and red sand.

Ji An cast the Thick Earth Returning Origin Mantra to plant the seeds, and then cast the Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Mantra.

The spiritual rain full of moist breath fell down, and the purple fire gourd took root and sprouted, stretching its branches and leaves in the rain.

By the time the fog dissipated and the rain stopped, the gourd vine had grown more than four inches tall.

After Huang Xuan had swiftly erected the wooden frame, Ji An inserted a few wooden poles into the soil and said:
"The seeds were divided into four parts. The two middle parts were fertilized with Xuanyang wood powder and red sand, and the two sides were fertilized with red cloud pine powder and red sand.

I want to test whether these fertilizers are really effective, and make no mistake about it."

"Uncle Master, I've taken note of this and will never make a mistake."

The moon rises over the eastern mountain, and the pipa is still half-covered in her arms.

The night is as cool as water, and the evening breeze brings a chill.

Ji An placed several water-attributed spiritual herbs and blood-refining pills on the ground. The spiritual herbs sparkled with a water-blue light, and the patterns on the pills sparkled with water-like brilliance under the moonlight.

These spiritual herbs can help monsters break through. Although the effect is not great, as long as there is a little more opportunity and the conditions are met to obtain them, Ji An will prepare them.

After swallowing the spiritual herbs in a few mouthfuls, the gray-feathered sand goose also swallowed the pill into its stomach.

After a few breaths, its demonic power began to rise rapidly, and its body slowly expanded like a blown-up balloon.

"ga"

The sand goose's cry was filled with pain, and the monster's breakthrough was like a pupa emerging from its cocoon and becoming a butterfly.

Although the result is beautiful, the process is full of hardships.

Ji An watched quietly, now the only one Yu Beast could rely on was himself.

The moon rose slowly, and the demonic aura of the gray-feathered sand goose suddenly surged, its bones crackled, and its body swelled a little more.

"Gah!"

The sand geese make hoarse and penetrating calls, and their voices contain a sense of assertiveness.

It stretched out its long neck, and its eyes reflected the cold and clear light of the moon.

With the experience of Jinmao's breakthrough, Ji An released the pressure of a third-level foundation-building cultivator with all his strength and pressed towards Sha Yan.

He wanted to make the beastmaster understand that he was the master for a reason, and to directly nip in the buddy any possible rebellious intentions.

"Ga!" The sand goose immediately neighed, lowered its neck, and looked obedient and flattering.

"Haha, it's much better than the Golden Retriever's performance."

Ji An smiled and took out the beast control card to communicate with Sha Yan mentally:
"From now on, I will feed them enough spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables every day. I will do less hunting of spiritual fish, but I can eat more ordinary fish."

Sha Yan nodded continuously.

Yulong Ridge.

At the banquet, Zeng Rui's face was flushed and his skin looked even more shiny.

"Thank you all for coming. I'd like to offer you a toast."

Next to him stood a petite female disciple, wearing a light blue silk dress, with a graceful figure and a shy face that showed a reluctance to refuse.

There are many female disciples with poor qualifications in the sect who choose to rely on foundation-building cultivators in order to obtain resources to break through the foundation-building stage.

Similarly, there are also male disciples with poor qualifications but good looks who choose to rely on female cultivators who are in the foundation-building stage.

Everyone drank a full cup, and Zeng Rui brought his concubine to toast several foundation-building monks individually.

After he left, Jiang Wanrong blushed slightly and said:

"Seeing Junior Brother Zeng surrounded by women, does Senior Brother Ji have similar thoughts?"

"Oh, I'm a cultivator who aspires to break through the Chaoyuan stage, and I don't like women."

Ji An transmitted the message, acting in a haughty manner.

Jiang Wanrong raised her eyebrows slightly and wrinkled her nose.
“I hope I can see this day!”

She thought to herself:
"You don't understand romance. The idea of ​​breaking through Chao Yuan is just an excuse."

If it were so easy to break through, there wouldn't be only a dozen or so senior brothers in the Chaoyuan stage in the sect.

Many people seem to find it easy to break through in the early and middle stages of foundation building, but when they break through to the late stage of foundation building, they lack the stamina and waste their time.

Ji An said in a joking tone:
"I'll try not to keep my junior sister waiting for too long."

He changed the subject and asked softly:

"Junior sister, how much gift money did you give?"

“I don’t have many spirit stones, so I gave him a robe I wove myself.

Damn Zeng Rui, he took concubines three times in six months."

Jiang Wanrong bit her teeth lightly, there was no possibility for her to take back the gift money.

She paused and asked:
"Brother Ji, a friend of mine heard that the top-quality Biluo trees in your area are bearing fruit and wants to order some.

But she's been short on cash lately, so she asked me to see if she could pay a smaller deposit."

When Ji An heard that there was business coming, he said gently:

"I still have to give this little bit of face to my junior sister. I don't need the deposit, as long as I pay it off when I get the Biluo fruit.

I once promised my junior sister that I would get benefits if she introduced a client to me, and I would fulfill my promise once the deal was completed."

Spiritual fruits are not like the fruits in the previous life, which have a short shelf life. After being sealed with magic, they can be preserved for three to five years or even decades.

There is a huge demand for bilao fruit, so there is no problem selling it. It's just a small task, so of course we have to help.

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother!"

Jiang Wanrong was beaming with joy. Her senior brother gave her face, which made her feel even more proud in front of her friends.

"You're welcome. I'll reserve as many fruits as my junior sister's friends want."

"Five hundred fruits will be enough."

Mingfeng Mountain, Xunwei Hall.

This is the law enforcement department established by the three sects. They have drawn monks who are good at fighting from each sect, and also recruited many independent cultivators with decent skills to be responsible for the defense of the fairy city and surrounding areas.

The three sects agreed to send out one Chaoyuan-stage cultivator each to jointly take charge before the demonic disaster arrives.

Musongde walked into the deepest hall of the Patrol Hall, took a look around, his eyes showing a serious look, and hurriedly sat down.

The main hall is a place for meetings, but the elders of the Chaoyuan period are rarely in charge. It is always the late foundation-building cultivators from various sects who participate.

Today is the regular meeting time, but the Chaoyuan-stage cultivators from the three sects actually came to attend. Something must have happened, otherwise they would not have been alarmed.

People arrived one after another, and when they saw a Chaoyuan-level cultivator in charge, they all felt uneasy.

Zheng Yuan, a high-ranking cultivator of the Chaoyuan stage at Yuanhe Mountain, coughed softly and said:
“Everyone is here, I’ll be frank.

Yesterday, a patrol team passed by a gathering point three hundred miles northeast of Mingfeng Mountain and found that there was no one there.

I went to check it out myself, and I could only guess that the incident happened the night before yesterday, and the enemy who attacked was a ghost cultivator.

This is the second such incident. We must find the enemy as soon as possible, otherwise it will have a huge impact on the Immortal City."

Ghost cultivators, as the name suggests, are cultivators who raise ghosts to fight. The techniques they practice are evil, and they often use human souls to feed the ghosts.

Lin Qiubai, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them, and a cold light flashed in his phoenix eyes:

"How many cultivators are there at the gathering point, and how high is the cultivation level of the strongest cultivator?"

Zheng Yuan replied:
“That is a branch base established by several families, with more than 200 monks in total.

There are four Foundation Establishment cultivators, the strongest of whom is at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment."

Cen Gaoyuan, a monk from Yuanhe Mountain, said:

"Ghost cultivators are just rats who hide in the dark. As long as we can find their hiding places, things will be easy.

However, can you confirm whether this incident is caused by the same group of people as the last incident?"

"This is where the difficulty lies, so let's gather everyone together to discuss countermeasures."

(End of this chapter)