Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 176 Breakthrough to the Middle Stage of Foundation Building
A month later, Red Copper Mountain.

Ji An narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the five purple fire gourds on the table, three large and two small. The dark red gourd skin was painted with golden flame patterns.

The big gourd is used to nourish the flame, and the small gourd is used to hold wine.

In a sense, both can be considered space-type magic tools, one can only absorb various flames, and the other can only hold liquids.

The small gourd has a warm and bright color and looks better than the big gourd.

From right to left, the gourd skin becomes increasingly dull, and the one on the far left doesn't even have any luster at all.

Ji An touched his nose and thought to himself:

"Could it be that Senior Brother's skills have regressed? That's not right. The more you refine similar magical instruments, the more perfect your skills should become."

The higher the level of the magic weapon, the brighter the light. Not to mention spiritual weapons and magic treasures, high-level magic weapons are said to be able to blind the eyes of low-level cultivators.

Seeing the customer's thoughts, Zhao Lei laughed and said:
"Junior Brother, do you think these magical instruments are a bit crudely made?"

Although the doubt in the other person's eyes flashed by for a moment, he still caught it with his sharp eyes.

Ji An nodded slightly and said:

"According to my knowledge, the ones with brighter light are better."

None of these large gourds that contained flames could match the brightness of Zhong Yue's fire gourd, which made him doubtful.

“Of course, the best attacking and defensive magical weapons are those that shine brightly.

However, for these nourishing instruments, it is better to have a darker color, so that the spiritual energy can be completely locked inside the instrument.

Junior brother, please look!"

As Zhao Lei spoke, he input mana flames into the big gourd one by one.

Ji An saw that when the flame entered the magic weapon, the gourd with the lightest color shone the brightest.

When the input was completed, the color of the gourd dimmed again and became ordinary.

Zhao Lei held the purple fire gourd on the far left and said:

"This gourd is the one I'm most satisfied with. It has twenty-seven magical restrictions stacked on it. It's a rare masterpiece."

"Congratulations, Brother, for reaching a new level!"

Ji An suddenly felt envious of the weapon refiners. A famous weapon refiner was equivalent to using other people's materials to hone his skills and earning other people's spirit stones.

Spiritual farmers can only harvest the spiritual plants they planted after they mature.

"Haha, I should thank my junior brother for giving me the opportunity.

I have nothing to do today, so why don't we have a few drinks with our fellow apprentices and chat happily? "

Zhao Lei was in a good mood. After this round of refining, he had a deeper understanding of refining gourd-type magical instruments.

Ji An returned to Chiyan Peak. At this time, there were a large number of disciples coming and going in the Feiye Mulberry Field, picking mulberries and fresh mulberry leaves.

It is the busy harvest season again. A faint fragrance wafts in the wind, and white jade bees shuttle between mulberry fields and beehives.

Wisps of green smoke rose from the chimney of the winery.

Ji An controlled the shuttle to land at the entrance of the winery and shouted inside:

"Brother Du, do you have some free time? I have a gift for you."

Half a month ago, Du Huaiyuan came back from Mingfeng Mountain. After resting for two or three days, he devoted himself to the work of brewing wine, and he enjoyed it very much.

"what gift?"

Du Huaiyuan walked out of the winery with an irrepressible smile in his eyes.

Brewing and drinking are his happiest times, and all his worries disappear at these times.

Ji An took out the gourd and threw it out with a smile:
"I asked someone to refine two wine gourds and gave one to you, Senior Brother. It's a top-grade magical weapon with fire attributes."

Giving a wine gourd to a drunkard can be considered as giving him what he likes.

"Junior brother understands me! It's just right for gin wine."

Du Huaiyuan laughed heartily, pinched the mineral spell to grab the gourd, and probed his spiritual consciousness into it.

When refining pills in Mingfeng Mountain, he often suffered from not carrying enough spiritual wine.

With a top-grade magical weapon, things become different.

He had always wanted a wine gourd, but good materials were hard to find. He was delighted to finally get his wish today.

Retracting his consciousness, his eyes lit up as he gently stroked the surface of the gourd:

"The space is very large. Did the weapon refiner tell me how many kilograms of spirit wine it can hold?"

"Three thousand pounds is no problem."

"it is good!"

Du Huaiyuan clapped his hands and smiled, saying that in this way, a gourd of wine could meet the demand for a year with a little left over.

Two months later, the mulberry season was over and the wine was brewed and stored in cellars.

Ji An prepared a banquet and invited all the disciples who had helped to drink.

He and Senior Brother Du set up a table in the stone house and felt very comfortable.

Du Huaiyuan was slightly tipsy and said:
“This year’s premium mulberry wine is about 3,000 kilograms, and the top-grade mulberry wine is 12,000 kilograms.

Starting next year, we will be able to sell spirit wine on a large scale."

Ji An nodded lightly and exhaled:

"It's finally coming to fruition."

Being able to sell mulberry wine means that all the output of spiritual wood can be sold as spiritual stones.

"I'm so envious. From now on, Junior Brother will be able to spend his days lying down and counting spirit stones."

Ji An smiled and said:

"Brother, you only talk about my glorious aspects, how could you forget that I have to cast spells for the forest every night?" Nothing is easy if you want to get things done.

All of this is supported by several perfect levels of planting spells, which can be said to be a rewarding end to all the hard work.

From now on, the industrial chain of Chiyan Peak has truly taken shape. He will be more relaxed and can devote more time to improving his cultivation.

Before the banquet ended, Ji An instructed:
"Yuhan, have Feihu give a jar of top-grade spirit wine to the others."

They had already prepared some small jars weighing five kilograms each to serve as gifts.

After the busy period, Chiyan Peak returned to peace, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning, Ji An sat cross-legged in the emerald-leaf mulberry field, practicing the Qingmu Changchun Gong. Beside him was a waterfall of emerald green galaxy, mixed with yellow and pale white spiritual light.

The spiritual energy flows in the immortal veins at an increasingly faster speed, like surging waves, one wave has not yet subsided when another wave comes to attack.

Spiritual energy was constantly refined into magic power and then poured into the dantian.

It seemed as if heavy rain was falling inside the Dantian. The stone turtle was wandering around happily, constantly devouring magic power.

Maintaining the rapid circulation of spiritual energy for a long time caused a dull pain in the immortal meridians.

Ji An is currently practicing a secret method to break through. He has been stuck in the bottleneck period for long enough.

In the past two months, I have tried to break through every few days, and now I can clearly feel that the bottleneck has loosened a lot.

As he poured his magic power into his dantian again, he felt the ancestral orifice suddenly open a little, swallowing all the magic power from the immortal veins and other acupoints like whale water.

Ji Andun's body felt empty, and a mysterious and clear sound seemed to come to his ears.

In the Dantian, the stone turtle's shell shone with spiritual light, and the light grew from weak to strong, and then from prosperous to declining.

When everything fell silent, the emerald green magic power slowly gushed out from the ancestral orifice, and the immortal vein was like a river that had been dry for a long time, greedily absorbing the vigorous inspiration in the magic power.

For a moment, he felt like he had turned into a sapling, his legs turned into roots, and his hands and torso turned into branches.

The saplings grew taller and stronger against the wind, and soon their tops reached the clouds, and then the vague illusion disappeared.

Ji An felt his liver tremble suddenly, and he found green patterns in the shape of leaf veins appearing on the surface of his liver.

The pattern is like ink dropped into clear water, the color becomes lighter and lighter, and finally completely blends into the liver.

Ji An felt that everything seemed a little different, but he couldn't figure out what was different.

He didn't dwell on it, and he would naturally understand it when he reached a certain level in the future.

He opened his eyes, and the green light in his pupils flickered, which slowly faded away after a moment.

Feeling the surging magic power flowing through his body, Ji An let out a long roar, and the leaves of the nearby emerald mulberry trees rustled automatically without wind, and the Red Flame Peak in the distance echoed in the rustling.

The sounds and echoes combined together, sweeping across the mountains and forests and disappearing into the sky.

Four years and eight months after breaking through the third level of foundation building, Ji An broke through to the middle level of foundation building again, and this was a breakthrough without the help of elixirs.

Ji An walked to the stone house and shouted:

"Fellow Daoist Liang, please prepare some food. I will host a banquet for all my friends in three days to celebrate my breakthrough to the middle stage of foundation building."

Huang Feihu, Liang Qiu and others all bowed:
"Congratulations, Uncle Master, for reaching another level!"

When they heard the long roar filled with joy just now, they knew that something good had happened, so they all gathered here.

Huang Feihu sighed with regret. In a few months, he would be able to obtain the Foundation Establishment Stage from the sect.

I thought that the gap between me and my uncle-master would gradually narrow, but I suddenly found that the gap had widened a lot.

He clearly remembered that it took his uncle six years to break through the third level of foundation building.

"Doesn't cultivation progress slower as time goes on? How can it get faster?!"

The same doubts lingered in his and Liang Qiu's minds for a long time.

Xia Yuhan and her two sisters, Huang Xuan, Li Cheng and four others were overjoyed. They were equivalent to the servant disciples of Chiyan Peak. If their uncle-master made a breakthrough, they would also be able to benefit from it.

They understood that Huang Feihu and the other two would leave after they successfully established their foundation, and they would be responsible for taking care of the trivial matters of Chiyan Peak, which would bring them invisible benefits in the future.

Ji An took out the communication sword, wrote the first invitation, and then activated it.

The talisman sword flew out of the mountain protection formation like a silver bird and headed towards Yulong Ridge.

Early in the morning, he was eager to share some of the good news with his junior brother Zeng.

He gave three gifts to the other party when he wanted to take a concubine. He didn't know if there was a fourth or fifth gift, but he had to make the other party pay to recover the cost.

Liang Qiu stepped forward and asked:

"Uncle Master, could you please tell me approximately how many people you are inviting to the banquet so I can make the appropriate preparations?"

Those invited to the banquet must be the uncle’s good friends, and most of these people should have visited Chiyan Peak more than once.

The only meat available on Chiyan Peak is fire-tooth rabbit, red-tailed squirrel and several kinds of spirit fish. Some people should have gotten used to eating them over the years.

A branch of the Beast Taming Hall was established in Luoyan Mountain, where wild cattle and red deer were raised. They tasted very delicious, and some fresh meat could be bought there.

Ji An pondered and said:
"About twenty people. Some brothers may not be home, or there may be unexpected guests. Prepare a banquet for forty people."

Prepare widely and use them sparingly, and digest the excess internally.

This banquet is a declaration, so it can't be shabby.

Liang Qiu replied:

"I've made a note of that. Uncle Master, please wait a moment. Breakfast will be ready soon."

While waiting, Ji An closed his eyes and sank his mind into his dantian, connecting with the stone turtle.

Lines of handwriting emerged in his mind, but he found that one line was missing.

"Strange, why is the Green Wood Transformation Technique gone?"

He frowned slightly. The spell had not yet reached the level of great perfection, so it should not disappear.

(End of this chapter)