Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 267 Invitation to Battle

There was a glimmer of hope in Ji An's eyes. No matter how much he deceived himself, being targeted by a Jindan Demon King was a thorn in his throat.

“The spell turns blood into soul and chases the soul, and it directly affects your spirit.

The power of the blood curse can only be consumed slowly over time, or a Nascent Soul cultivator can take action to seal the blood curse on your soul.

There is no other way except these two.”

Zhenren Zhengyang shook his head slightly. He was helpless with this kind of secret technique. Only the Nascent Soul masters began to dabble in the cultivation of the soul.

He paused for a moment and then continued:
"For you, the harm of the blood curse is not serious. When your spiritual power is severely depleted, it will cause you nightmares, that's all."

After all, the main function of the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Curse is just a mark.

Of course, this is also related to the realm of the marked person. If a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage is marked by the blood curse of the Golden Core Demon King, he will probably be haunted by hallucinations and can almost be sentenced to death.

Ji An felt relieved and said:

"Ancestor, how long will it take for the power of this spell to dissipate?"

"The blood curse cast by the Golden Core Demon King will take about a hundred years to dissipate."

"So long? Are you kidding me!"

Ji An bared his teeth and his eyes widened.

Seeing his disciple's expression, Zhenren Zhengyang explained:
"The blood curse can absorb the recipient's energy and blood to prolong its duration, so it can last for so long.

If you can break through the Chaoyuan period, you can greatly reduce the duration of the blood curse.

but"

When Ji An heard the turn of events, his heart, which had been slightly relieved, suddenly became tense again.

Zhenren Zhengyang gave a kind smile and continued:

"However, after he returns, you must stay within the sect's jurisdiction as much as possible and try not to go out until the demon disaster is over."

The ancestor also has a bad taste. Ji An nodded heavily and said:

"Disciple understands, thank you for clearing up my confusion!"

In the main hall on the top of the mountain in the fairy city, all the immortals gathered.

Yuxiao Zhenren said softly:
"The spiritual veins beneath the Immortal City can no longer hold out for much longer. At most, in half a month, their grade will inevitably drop to the second-grade mid-grade.

If the monster attacks more fiercely, the duration of the attack will be shorter."

For the mountain protection formation, even if the demon king does not participate in the battle, the massive attacks of demon beasts are a huge burden.

True Man Huoyun pondered and said:
"Then proceed as planned. Three days later, the core disciples of each family and independent cultivators in the Chaoyuan stage can evacuate from the teleportation array.

The sect's low-level disciples, other family disciples, and independent cultivators can only retreat by flying boat."

The war lasted for so long that the mountain protection formation consumed a large amount of spirit stones.

In order to defend Mingfeng Mountain, the three sects invested nearly a hundred years of accumulation.

Each time the long-distance teleportation array is activated, it consumes five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, and there are no spirit stones left to teleport too many monks.

“If this happens, the conflict between the independent cultivators and the sects will intensify, and it might even lead to some hidden dangers in the future.

We are certainly not afraid, but it is hard to say about our disciples who are out there.

The sect can only provide spirit stones for Foundation Establishment disciples and very outstanding Qi Refining disciples to be transported back. You can imagine how small the chances of returning alive on a flying boat are."

Zhenren Zhengyang sighed, saying that not only the independent cultivators but also the disciples of the sects would have centrifugal phenomena.

The hall was silent. This problem did not exist in the original plan.

The original plan was for the Nascent Soul cultivators of Central Continent to stay in the Mingfeng Mountain Fairy City and use the power of Western Continent to contain the monsters outside the defense line.

A deep voice sounded faintly:

"In the next few days, the fighting will be fierce. Inform the core disciples to hold back.

If the number of people is small enough, all the monks can use the teleportation array to leave."

Night, in the cave on the top of the mountain.

"Are you all clear?"

Lin Qiubai asked, his voice was soft but as cold as the gale on the top of a snowy mountain.

He had just announced a secret order to use monsters to consume more low-level disciples.

"Clear."

Li Haoran answered, and then met his master's gaze and asked:

"Many of the ancestors of the three sects are here. Even if the mountain protection formation is breached, they can still protect the cultivators and escape. Why did you resort to such a desperate measure?"

In his opinion, this group of monks who have gone through trials are a very valuable resource and cannot be easily given up.

The three sects have quite a few Jindan fighters, and should be able to protect more cultivators.

His words also expressed the thoughts of the other disciples.

In any case, this group of monks and the immortal city have lived and died together.

Ji An stared at Lin Qiubai with a dim gaze. He wanted to hear what the other party would say.

“After the death of a demon king who was equivalent to a sixth-level Jindan cultivator, the demon beasts reacted very abnormally.

The ancestors believed that behind the monsters there was a transformed giant demon equivalent to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Although there is no absolute certainty, there is a 50% chance.

They didn't know why the transformed demon didn't take action, or whether he would take action, but they didn't dare to gamble.

If you were the patriarch of a sect, would you be willing to gamble?
If I win the bet, I can indeed protect more disciples, but what if I lose the bet?"

Lin Qiubai asked back. He only learned about the ancestors' worries today, and also knew why the ancestors did not take the initiative to attack but only defended the Immortal City.

Because if a transformed demon attacks, and he has time to escape in the Immortal City, the truth will be so unexpected. If he were a Jindan cultivator from the sect, would he take the gamble?

If he were to ask himself honestly, he wouldn't, because if he lost the bet, the sect's inheritance would be cut off.

After returning to his residence, Ji An was silent for a long time.

In the face of life and death, the bloody truth is revealed, stinging the eyes.

Outside the window, the bright moon was like a crescent, not much different from the past, but he felt a chill seeping into his bones.

He doesn't have mental mysophobia, he just feels that his life is full of things that are beyond his control.

Rather than letting the flesh and blood of monks be devoured by monsters and beasts, it is better for them to be consumed by nature and then cremated.

"From now on, I must never be a victim of the overall situation."

Ji An clenched his fists. Only by becoming stronger could he control his own destiny.

Three days later, at the hour of Hai.

Ji An recovered from his dizziness and heard a familiar cold voice in his ears:

"After you wake up, leave the magic circle immediately. There are other people behind you who need to be teleported."

He immediately followed his instructions and walked out of the magic circle.

Lin Qiubai, who was standing outside, smiled approvingly:
"Not bad, you woke up from the teleportation state so quickly. You must be in good physical condition."

The teleportation distance of this teleportation array is eight thousand miles, and it takes an average of one breath for a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage to wake up.

It is said that there is a magic array in Zhongzhou with a teleportation distance of hundreds of thousands of miles. When using such a magic array for teleportation, one must use special space magic tools to protect the body, otherwise the power of space will compress it into powder, and even Nascent Soul cultivators cannot withstand it.

Ji An scratched his head and replied:
"Perhaps it's because I've trained my body before."

"You actually still have time to cultivate your body? Learning too many things is not a good thing. You should specialize first and then learn more."

"Thank you, uncle, for your guidance."

Ji An bowed his hands in thanks. Ever since the "contest" at Mingfeng Mountain, this uncle-master has been quite kind to him.

Lin Qiubai nodded slightly and said:
"Wait outside. Once everyone is teleported out and the ancestor has given you a lecture, you can leave."

"The disciple retire."

Ji An walked out of the hall. Outside was a small square with bright lights. There were already many people outside.

Everyone gathered in groups of three or five, talking in low voices.

Groying stood on tiptoe and waved. Ji An walked over and said with a bow:
"Hello, Senior Sister. Hello, Senior Brothers."

"Junior brother, your performance on the city wall these past few days has been truly astonishing. I didn't expect that you are not only good at planting, but also have such a strong talent for magic!"

There was amazement in Ge Luoying's eyes. These days, she was on duty as a patrol officer and firefighter on the city wall, and she had a better understanding of Ji An's fighting situation.

The opponent's spells are very comprehensive, covering the elements of wood, earth, fire, and water.

What surprised her even more was that the opponent's magic was at a very high level, and the magic power that emanated from it could not be faked.

She had heard about the other party from her great-aunt and knew that the other party had practiced all three planting spells to perfection.

It is almost impossible to practice so many spells to a high level.

Ji An showed a silly smile and said:

"Thank you for your compliment, Senior Sister. I don't have much to do at Scarlet Flame Peak, so I spend all my time outside of cultivation studying magic.

In addition, during practice, I also used external objects to improve my understanding of magic."

There are many spiritual objects that can temporarily improve one's understanding, such as the essence of the five elements, enlightenment tea, soul-nourishing wooden magic tools, etc.

These methods are also well known to everyone, but what about the effect?
Ji An once tried to refine the essence of the five elements and then practice magic, but the effect was very mediocre, so he never tried it again.

He had no access to the methods of enlightenment tea and soul-nourishing wood.

“Even so, it’s amazing!”

Ge Luoying knew that many foundation-building monks could only practice one or two spells to perfection in their entire lives. Don’t these people know how to use external objects?
"Junior brother, your magical ability is indeed very powerful. You are the most comprehensive cultivator I have ever seen. We can learn from each other sometime."

Li Haoran nodded slightly. While fighting on the city wall, he also noticed that his junior brother had mastered many and sophisticated spells.

He had seen the other party's Gengjin Finger, and the sharp and murderous magic power in it made him excited.

"Brother, you are so powerful that I can't even catch up with you! The sword spirit transforming into a form is astonishing."

Ji An politely declined, saying that only the sword cultivator who has comprehended the sword intent and transformed it into a physical form is the real sword cultivator!
Of course he had seen the other side's battle, which was swift and deadly, as fast as a continuous downpour.

Unless he shows all his abilities, he won't be able to hold on for long.

Fighting is a two-way fight, otherwise it is just one-sided abuse.

Li Haoran shook his head slightly:
"Junior brother is not a straightforward person! I can hold back and fight you!"

How could he admit defeat before the fight even started? He was really looking forward to fighting against the monk with comprehensive magical skills.

There is a saying among sword cultivators that one sword can break all laws and one sword can create all laws. This is his lifelong pursuit.

Liu Yu on the side smiled and said:

"Brother Li is bullying the weak. Brother Ji is only at the seventh level of foundation building this year, while you have already completed your foundation building for several years. Why not wait a few more years?"

"Wait a few more years and I'll break through to the Chaoyuan stage. Then we can fight again. I'll have to be more restrained during the battle."

Li Haoran shook his head slightly. During the trip to the Canglan Secret Realm, he obtained the necessary spiritual medicines, and the sect was already preparing to refine the Peiyuan Pill.

After the pill is completed, he will definitely be able to get one.

For him, Chaoyuan period is a sure thing!

Ji An smiled slightly and said:
"Brother Li, can we fight again after I break through the Chaoyuan stage?

By then, I have the confidence to let my senior brother do his best!"

(End of this chapter)