Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 349 Evergreen
Zhenren Zhengyang looked at the eyebrows of his disciple in front of him, and in a trance he returned to the past.

After he broke through the Golden Core, he felt that the sect could no longer provide him with support. At that time, the sect did not yet have the Five Elements Rotation Sutra.

Later, in order to seek opportunities, he declined the position of leader and insisted on following the Chamber of Commerce's flying boat to Zhongzhou.

Before leaving, the headmaster said to him what he had just said.

He spent nearly two hundred years in Zhongzhou and finally returned to the sect.

He will not stop his disciples from pursuing higher realms, because it is impossible to stop them.

Are monks a noble group?

He had pondered this question for years, and the answer was 'not really'.

Monks are even more selfish than mortals, and many are willing to give up everything for the possibility of further advancement.

The entire world of immortal cultivation has experienced several demonic disasters. There are many reasons for this, but the most important one is that there are always some cultivators who fall into the path of demons in order to struggle for survival.

Ironically, the great demons who can stir up demonic disasters are often the monks from the great sects.

Some old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage are willing to sacrifice their entire sect in order to make further progress.

Use the flesh and blood of many fellow disciples to refine them into resources for their further advancement.

The most recent demonic disaster in the world of immortal cultivation was caused by a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tianshui Sect who fell into the demonic path.

A cultivator's great power belongs to himself. If a disciple regards the sect as a constraint, forcing him to stay will not be good for anyone.

Ji An bowed and said solemnly:

"Disciple, please keep this in mind."

Since entering the sect, his life has been very stable.

When he broke through the foundation-building stage, his master gave him a fine foundation-building pill; when he broke through the Chaoyuan stage, the sect provided him with the Peiyuan pill; after the breakthrough, he could practice the exercises first.

He was very grateful for all this and left behind simple memories.

Zhenren Zhengyang waved his hand and said:
"Come on, go for a walk with me.

You've always been flying from the air, so you've probably never measured Chaoyang Peak with your feet."

"Ancestor, please."

The two walked out of the hall, and Zhenren Zhengyang waved his right arm, as if to embrace the mountains:
"This mountain is named Chaoyang Peak because, firstly, it is the first to be bathed in sunlight, and secondly, the sect's founder hopes that the younger generation will be like the rising sun, always full of vigor and vitality."

three days later.

Ji An was teleported to Ningcui Cliff, and Jiayun and his master came to Xuanhua Peak together, only to see that many cultivators had already gathered there.

During his lifetime, Ye Changqing worked in the Qingong Hall for many years.

It can be said that most of the foundation-building cultivators in the sect recognize him.

At this moment, he was lying quietly on a wooden platform built with Xuanyang wood, with a large amount of charcoal placed under the platform.

On the platform, there is a picture of a dragon being ridden.

The picture shows a man with a tall crown and a long sword at his waist, energetically holding the reins and controlling a giant dragon.

The dragon is in the shape of a boat, with a egret standing at the tail and a carp under the dragon's head.

The man's appearance is 80% similar to Ye Changqing.

The fire cloud landed in the open space. Ji An followed his master and lit a stick of incense.

Zhang Zizhao stepped forward, bowed and said:

"I never thought that Junior Brother would come too. Changqing will surely be smiling in his grave."

Ye Changqing worked diligently under his command, and he was always assured of the tasks he was assigned.

Ji An returned the greeting and sighed softly:

"Fellow Daoist Ye and I have known each other for many years. For both public and private reasons, it is my duty to see him off."

After half an hour, Zhang Zizhao stepped forward and remembered Ye Changqing's life. Then he waved his hand and a ball of blue flame flew out, igniting the spiritual charcoal.

The Xuan Yang wood was quickly ignited, and the flames shot out more than five feet high.

The raging fire burned the body, and the spiritual energy in the flesh and blood dissipated into the sky and earth.

Finally, the ashes were mixed with wood ash and scattered in a deep pit.

Zhang Zizhao placed a five-foot-tall cloud cypress, and each of the monks who arrived added a shovel of soil and planted the cypress tree.

“Junior Brother Ye was unable to fulfill his wish during his lifetime. He hopes that this cypress tree will remain evergreen forever.

Junior Brother Ji, please help cast a spell on the spirit tree."

Ji An nodded slightly, and used the Yellow Dragon Enhancement Technique. A warm yellow spiritual light spread out, the earth pulsed, and the earth's energy evaporated.

The nourishing and inclusive Dharma spirit spread, the souls of the cultivators were at peace, and fish-scale patterns appeared on the surface of the land.

Various expressions flashed across the faces of the spiritual farmers. Such a strong sense of self-earth magic was many times stronger than when they cast spells.

In the crowd, Lin Mao closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"Is this the power of Chaoyuan-level magic?"

The seal in Ji An's hand changed, releasing the Canglong Jingzhe technique.

This time he cast the spell with all his strength.

A six-meter-long green dragon emerged from the void, its dark golden horns as thick as arms curved and forked, and its green scales with a dark green jade-like luster were dense and firm.

The Azure Dragon gracefully swung its tail, and its several-foot-long whiskers swayed in the wind.

The roar of a dragon is as deafening as the first thunder of spring, and the mountains respond in unison.

Emerald green light descended from the sky, and crystal jade beads fell like rain, and the sunlight in the sky was also dyed green.

The atmosphere of germination and vigorous growth is spreading wildly in the area of ​​50 acres, and the grass on the ground is sprouting, reaching above everyone's knees.

Flowers of all colors are in full bloom, and it feels like you are in a sea of ​​flowers with a faint fragrance floating in the air.

"There is also a green dragon hidden in the light spot!" A cultivator discovered this detail and exclaimed in a low voice.

Zhang Zizhao's eyes flickered. The intensity of the Wood Element's magic power made him feel a little suffocated.

"If the sect had a Chaoyuan-level wood magic, I wonder what kind of brilliance it would blossom in Junior Brother Ji's hands!"

The practitioners were immersed in the vigorous and growing Dharma spirit. The cool air was inhaled into their lungs, and they felt that their bodies seemed to become lighter.

The Azure Dragon gradually faded away, the lingering sound dissipated, and when the light faded away, countless fragrant grasses grew all over the mountains and fields.

The seal in Ji An's hand changed again, releasing the Spring Breeze and Rain Technique.

The appearance of Yunlong's Cloud and Rain Technique was rolling dark clouds, which was totally inappropriate.

White clouds rolled in and just covered the sky above the green pines.

In the sunlight, crystal light flickers in the clouds.

Then, moist raindrops like white jade fell, and a light mist spread, blurring the vision.

The cypress tree grew half a foot taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its branches and leaves became more lush.

This means that the spiritual tree has taken deep roots and has survived the most difficult period of transplantation.

Everything was over, Ji An bowed and said:
"Brother Zhang, please go ahead."

Zhang Zizhao waved his hand: "Goodbye, Junior Brother."

Red clouds rose from the soles of their feet, like a ball of rosy clouds, and Ji An and his master rode away on the clouds.

"Who is this uncle? Why haven't I seen him before?"

A monk said proudly:

"Hey, this is Uncle Ji An, the head of our Sinong Palace!"

After the establishment of the Sinong Hall, its presence in the sect was not strong because most disciples had no direct contact with the Sinong Hall.

Now Uncle Ji is showing off his superb magic here, adding a lot of glory to the Sinong Hall.

A cultivator exclaimed in admiration: "Uncle Ji's attainments in magic are unprecedented in my life."

There were also monks who secretly shook their heads and thought:
"What a shame, such a powerful spell can only be used for planting."

The next day, Ji An came to the Sinong Hall and summoned two deputy hall masters and many deacons.

"Everyone, I have been in charge of the Sinong Palace for over ten years. Now I would like to report on the current situation of the Sinong Palace."

When he was talking to Lin Mao, he mentioned his requirement, 'Within thirty years, the sect will have 200 spiritual farmers in the foundation-building stage.'

Now the time is almost half over and there is not much time left to complete the task.

Lin Mao first said:

“Reporting to the Palace Master, the Sinong Palace currently has eighty-seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, eleven more than when it was first established.

There are fifty-six disciples at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and twenty-three of them have the hope of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

If the sect has an adequate supply of foundation-building pills, the Sinong Hall will grow even stronger."

Ji An said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry too much about the Foundation Establishment Pill. I estimate that in ten years, the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden I planted will gradually mature.

By then, the materials for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill will be sufficient, and it is expected that the furnace can be opened ten times.

It should be no problem to get thirty or forty foundation-building pills.

By the way, how many disciples are in the late stage of Qi Refining?"

Generally speaking, each furnace of Foundation Establishment Pills can produce up to five pills.

Those alchemists who frequently refine foundation-building pills have a success rate of 90%, with three to five pills being made each time, and most of the time four pills being made.

Lin Mao answered without hesitation:

"There are a total of 398 people, including 150 disciples at the eighth level of Qi Refining."

Ji An nodded slightly. Only with enough disciples in the late Qi Refining stage could he realize his wish of breaking through 200 spiritual farmers in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Kong Yunyi's eyes suddenly narrowed. He was the one who was originally in charge of that medicine garden, and he knew the situation there very well.

The medicinal herbs will be mature in another ten years, which means that the other party only needs about twenty years to cultivate all the medicinal herbs for the Foundation Establishment Pill to a sufficient age.

He coughed lightly and said:

“Since the adoption of the Hall Master’s grouping method, the number of Spiritual Agriculture disciples has been decreasing year by year, and is currently only 80% of what it was when Sinong Hall was founded.

Not only can they grow enough spiritual grains for the sect's disciples to eat, but the quality of the spiritual rice has also been greatly improved.

If these disciples break through to the foundation-building stage one after another, the number of spiritual farming disciples needed can be further reduced, but the quality of the spiritual plants produced will be further improved.

Furthermore, the cultivation time of spiritual medicine will also increase to a certain extent."

Shortening the growth time of a spiritual medicine that is hundreds of years old by ten years is not noticeable, but extending the time to several thousand years is equivalent to harvesting one more round of spiritual medicine.

This is just a conservative estimate. As the monks' spells become more sophisticated, the shortened time will increase further.

The reduction in the total number of Lingnong disciples means a reduction in the amount of elixirs consumed, which indirectly increases the sect’s resources.

Ji An said with satisfaction:
"This policy must be firmly and diligently implemented. The higher the level of the disciples, the more they will discover the benefits of doing so."

The other deacons reported in turn on the situation in their respective areas of responsibility. Generally speaking, everything was going well, with obvious progress compared to when the Sinong Hall was first established.

Everyone was in a good mood and looked forward to a bright future.

After a while, Ji An stood up and said solemnly:

"In the next few years, I will spend much less time in the Sinong Palace.

If any emergency situation is difficult to decide, Palace Master Lin and Palace Master Kong will discuss and resolve it.

I'll come back every few days and focus on the issues everyone has."

He needed to go out and absorb the energy of Wu Earth and Ji Earth, and gather enough materials for the Wu Ji Xing Huang Flag as soon as possible.

(End of this chapter)