Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 328 The Cry of the Canglong Wood
Mao hour the next day.

Ji An walked out of the cave feeling refreshed. After opening up the Fire Palace, he felt more energetic.

My spiritual energy was severely depleted last night, but after a night's rest, it has recovered about 70% to 80%.

Red clouds appeared under his feet, and he rode on the fire cloud to fly to the emerald leaf mulberry field.

After eating wood and circulating qi for six times, he flew to the cave on the mountainside and brewed a cup of strong Jade Dew Golden Bud tea.

The spiritual consciousness is consumed too severely and must be restored, otherwise it will affect the state of eating qi.

The sun will rise in more than half an hour, and the time to absorb the morning sun's energy is very short, and it can only be absorbed during the few short breaths after the sun rises.

For fear of missing the time, he had to wait at the top of Chiyan Peak early.

Although both are Bing Fire, the fire at sunrise and the fire at noon are different.

The fire of the morning sun contains a hint of life force and is considered to be similar to the first wisp of fire energy transformed from wood energy.

The tea color gradually disappeared and the spiritual tea lost its flavor. Ji An tilted his head back and drank the last drop of water, chewing and swallowing the tea leaves.

He walked out of the cave, flew to the top of the mountain on a cloud, and got into position waiting for the rising sun.

At this time, the sky began to brighten, and in the mountains and forests, the birds had left their nests, chirping and searching for insects in the forest.

In the eastern sky, the morning glow looks like neatly arranged golden fish scales.

Suddenly, a red sun jumped out from the mountains, and its light instantly crossed the vast distance and shone on the Red Flame Peak.

Ji An immediately began to move, his breath forming a sound, "Ha!"

Behind him, heat rose from the belly of the mountain.

The turbid air in the heart is emptied and the body instinctively inhales naturally.

Fortunately, he immediately felt a warm air flow being swallowed into his throat.

The heart glowed with light, and the energy of the morning sun entered it, manifesting as a ray of gold with red.

However, his good luck seemed to have run out, and he did not get the second ray of morning sun energy.

Ji An was not disappointed. Successfully consuming a wisp of air was a great comfort to him.

He flew down the mountain on a cloud, and at this time golden-red mist happened to rise from the volcanic passage.

Huo Xingyun landed under the Youyue Cangyu tree. Ji An glanced at several spiritual trees and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Six special spiritual trees were planted in this area, three tea trees all reached the second level, and one longevity peach also reached the lower second level.

The Blood Soul Xuanyuan Tree and the Bodhi Tree are undergoing transformation, and once the transformation is completed, they will also be upgraded to the second level.

As long as the Xuanyuan Fruit reaches a medicinal age of more than 500 years, the main ingredient of the Xuanyuan Rejuvenating Pill will be found.

Ji An sat down cross-legged, still having time to practice for half an hour.

After walking out of the teleportation array, Ji An came to the next cave:

"Greetings, Master. I have good news to tell you. Yesterday, I successfully opened up the Fire God's Mansion!"

The master's face was getting more and more wrinkles, as was the white hair on his head. He could sense the aura of decay emanating from him.

While the other party is still in good health, he hopes to have time to report more good news.

Ge Ying's eyes widened, but her pupils contracted rapidly:
"Have you broken through to the second level of Chaoyuan period?"

She suddenly felt that it was a bit absurd. If it was really a breakthrough, the speed was too fast!
"Uh," Ji An scratched his head and smiled bitterly.
“Master’s expectations are too high for disciples to meet.

I just took some time out every day to open up the Fire God Palace, so I got things done in advance."

Generally speaking, cultivators will strictly follow the order when opening up divine palaces. After the first divine palace reaches perfection, they will open up the second one, and so on.

Ge Ying took a long breath and said:
"You scared me a little just now. If you really break through to the second level of Chaoyuan period, I will seriously doubt myself."

It was as easy for disciples to break through the realm in the Chaoyuan period as cutting melons and vegetables, but she herself found it difficult and unattainable to break through to the ninth level of foundation building.

Ji An laughed a few times and said goodbye.

He rode the Fire Cloud to the Sinong Hall and saw several disciples in the back mountain cutting down Canglong wood.

A fat and familiar monk was shouting:

"Hurry up, we must cut down five medium-grade Canglong trees today."

After Jia Yu finished shouting, he raised his head, raised the wine gourd, and gulped down two mouthfuls.

He was majestic and his gray beard was wet with wine.

He glanced at it inadvertently and couldn't help but open his mouth wide, but forgot to swallow and was choked heavily by the wine.

"Cough cough." Jia Yu bent down and started coughing violently.

Ji An landed beside him on a cloud and patted him on the back heavily.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? A Chaoyuan cultivator can still choke on wine. How shameful."

Jia Yu stretched out his hand, opened his mouth and gasped.

He coughed a few more times and asked anxiously:
"You have entered the second level of Chao Yuan realm?"

He was just startled, so he was choked.

Ji An waved his hand and said:

"How is that possible? He just opened up the Fire Palace in advance. Isn't this for controlling the Fire Cloud?"

Jia Yu was speechless. He opened up the Divine Palace in order, and it took him decades to open up the Golden Palace of the Lungs.

The other party said lightly that he would open up the house in advance. Is that right? This made him want to strangle the other party to death.

"Junior brother, you are confused. It is a waste of time to build a residence in advance. It is not worth it just to control the Fire Cloud.

Besides, you have too many palaces, do you have enough spiritual consciousness to absorb the energy?"

He paused and asked:
"How many strands of Qi can you eat every day now?"

"Normally, it's eleven strands, but in extreme conditions, it can consume fourteen strands."

Ji An replied that if he could quickly replenish his lost spiritual consciousness, he could reach fourteen strands. Jia Yu's eyes widened, and he remained silent for a long time.

It has only been more than six years since the other party broke through to the Chaoyuan stage, and the amount of air he can consume every day is equivalent to what he did when he broke through twenty years ago.

The gap between them is like heaven and earth.

"Forget I said nothing."

He sighed deeply, feeling a sudden sense of old age.

Jia Yu looked at Ji An for a few times with the eyes of a monster, and said:
"Under normal circumstances, the amount of Qi you consume is only two strands less than that of Junior Brother Li Haoran."

Ji An raised his eyebrows slightly, a look of surprise on his face.

Relying on the strength of his soul, the amount of energy he consumed was actually less than Li Haoran's. How extraordinary was the other party's talent?

He knew very well that Senior Brother Li could not have as many means of nourishing his soul as he did, and that his ability to consume so much energy depended entirely on his own talent.

At this moment, a dragon roar sounded.

The sound is not loud, but it gives people a strong spiritual impact.

Ji An turned his head suddenly. The sound was similar to the dragon roar when he performed the Canglong Jingzhe technique, but it was a bit more domineering.

Several disciples who were cutting down spiritual trees fell to the ground, with expressions of fear on their faces.

Jia Yu rushed to the scene of the incident like a nimble fat bird:
"What's going on? What was that sound just now?"

Ji An then flew over and heard a disciple say tremblingly:

"Reply, reply to Uncle Master's question, the sound just now was made by the spirit tree! Is it going to become a demon?"

There was an indescribable fear in his tone, and it was obvious how difficult and terrifying it was to find the spiritual plant and become a demon.

"Think about it, if the spirit tree had become a demon, you guys would have been dead long ago!

Not to mention you, your Uncle Ji and I are not immune either."

Jia Yu spat and said that it would take thousands or even tens of thousands of years for a spiritual plant to become a monster.

The Canglong wood on Ningcui Cliff has only been planted for about thirty years. If it could become a demon, the world of immortal cultivation would have ceased to exist long ago.

He tilted his head and asked, "Junior Brother, when you cast spells here on a daily basis, have you ever heard this kind of sound?"

Ji An frowned:

"The spirit tree never makes any sound, but a similar sound occurs when I cast a spell."

The disciples said that it was the sound made by a spiritual tree, but he had no idea why.

Jia Yu looked at him with a serious expression, and said:

"I'll try."

He controlled the magic weapon and started chopping. After more than ten breaths, no sound was heard.

He threw away the magical instrument and said:

"It's better for you guys to come."

Several disciples controlled the magic tools and worked hard to chop down the spiritual tree. It didn't take long before they cut down the spiritual tree.

Ji An looked at the revealed wood grain and his pupils shrank slightly.

In addition to the annual rings representing the age of the tree, the spiritual wood also has green patterns hidden in it, like sparse scales.

Jia Yu also saw the pattern and scratched his hair vigorously:
"Junior Brother Ji, what's going on?"

The strongest spiritual farmer in Xizhou is here, who else should we ask if not him?
You ask me, who should I ask? Ji An grinned and shook his head. He was also confused.

"Well, I don't know why."

He probed his spiritual sense into the spiritual wood, felt it carefully for a while, and said:
“Compared to the Canglong wood I’ve encountered before, it contains more abundant wood elemental force and gives me a very pure feeling.

Although I have planted many second-grade medium-quality Canglong wood, this is the first time I have seen spiritual materials being cut down."

The medium-grade Canglong wood on Chiyan Peak has never been cut down, so he has no way of knowing whether this is the case.

Jia Yu also probed his spiritual sense into the spiritual wood, "The second-grade medium-grade Canglong wood in the treasure pavilion is much inferior to this one."

He thought for a moment and found another medium-grade Canglong wood:

"Come here and cut down this one."

"Yes," several disciples in the foundation-building stage surrounded the spiritual tree and controlled their magic tools to cut it down.

A moment later, the vast dragon roar sounded again, and several disciples immediately took a few steps back in fright.

This time, Ji An and the other man heard it clearly and looked at each other in surprise. It was indeed the sound coming from the spiritual tree.

The sound was so powerful and captivating, as if a giant dragon was roaring in the sky.

"What the hell!"

Jia Yu felt that things were becoming confusing. He used the Golden Light Technique, and golden moon blades kept slashing at the spiritual tree.

The spiritual tree was cut down, and everyone saw the green fish scale pattern again.

Ji An found it incredible. He found a second-grade, medium-quality Canglong wood and said:

"Brother, you will be responsible for the entire felling this time."

Jia Yu said "hmm" and continued to release the golden light technique without using any magic weapon.

A moment later, the vast dragon roar sounded again.

Jia Yu paused and continued to release the golden light technique until the Canglong tree was cut down. No sound was heard from the spiritual tree for the second time.

"I have been paying close attention to the situation inside the spirit tree. The sound will only be heard when my spell cuts into the core of the spirit tree.

Junior Brother, you should also find a second-grade, medium-grade Canglong wood to chop down."

(End of this chapter)