Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 88 Provocation
Zhou Qing has never felt so short of spirit stones as he does now.

His spirit stones were already limited.

You will get two medium-grade spirit stones every month. If you complete tasks diligently, you can also get five or six low-grade spirit stones.

With his cultivation speed, these spirit stones would only last for six or seven days at most.

Fortunately, when it comes to cultivation, it is best to have spirit stones, but you can continue without them.

But the current research work is really impossible without spirit stones.

He needs at least five low-grade spirit stones to verify the effectiveness of the improved formation.

This was just a verification. If he planned to continue using the formation to increase his mental strength, he would need a steady supply of spirit stones in the future.

And it's not just spirit stones.

If he wanted to research a formation that could calm his desires, he would probably need new soft black jade plates.

This is another expense.

Both of these expenses will be very high and can no longer be solved by borrowing spirit stones. He should have another stable source of income.

How to solve this problem?
Zhou Qing lowered his head and thought for a moment, thinking that he should find a sponsor for his research work.

Being in Qingyun Sect, the best sponsor is of course the sect itself.

I heard that the official formation masters of Qingyun Sect have fixed resources available for allocation every month.

He is still a registered disciple and has not entered the Formation Court for training. I wonder if he has any hope of becoming a formal formation master.

Zhou Qing planned to go to Wu Tao to ask him.

Moreover, it’s time for him to fulfill what he promised Wu Tao.

Zhou Qing planned to submit the original version of Eternal Damnation to the sect.

The revised version is more complex, containing thirty-seven runes, and its power and irreversible properties far exceed the original version.

He kept the revised version for his own use, so he might as well hand over the first version to see if he could exchange it for some resources.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing took the soft black jade plate engraved with the formation and went out to Qingyun Mountain.

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About one-third of the way up the mountain road from the foot of Qingyun Mountain, there is a small path leading to another peak that is slightly lower than the main peak of Qingyun Mountain. That is the Tianji Peak where the Formation Court is located.

There is a valley between the main peak and the Tianji Peak, with a relatively wide and flat ground inside. Elder Jiang Renqing of the Discipline Hall entertained the Gaoquan of the Yinghua Sect who came to pay homage to Elder Fang Daoyi here.

The Yinghua Sect and the Qingyun Sect are both in Antarctica.

The Qingyun Sect is located in the western part of Antarctica, close to the Sea of ​​Hopelessness, while the Yinghua Sect is located in the eastern part of Antarctica, close to Central Continent.

The two sects were about 70,000 to 80,000 miles apart, so it took two months for the Yinghua Sect to arrive after hearing the news of Fang Daoyi's death.

When two friendly sects meet, it is inevitable that their respective most talented disciples will compete with each other. This is to showcase the style of their respective young disciples and also to broaden their horizons.

Therefore, Jiang Renqing chose such a spacious place for his disciples to discuss and exchange ideas on their own, while he and Gao Quan had tea and chatted in a pavilion in the valley.

Jiang Renqing said, "I really didn't expect you to come and pay your respects to him."

Gao Quan was a ruddy-faced, long-bearded, and dignified old man. He smiled upon hearing this and said, "After all, we are old friends. Now that he's gone, how can I not come and see him off?"

"Back then, several of us disciples from our sect met while traveling, so we traveled together. I had the lowest cultivation level and was the least noticeable among the group, but Boss Fang was our leader, full of arrogance. He always laughed at me for having a chaotic mind and a difficulty in achieving great things."

"But what's going on now? He passed away long ago, but I'm still alive. The goal of the immortal path is to achieve longevity. If I live longer, doesn't that mean I win?"

He had been holding these words in his heart for a long time, and now that he had finally spoken them out, he felt extremely relieved.

It’s a pity that he couldn’t tell this to Boss Fang, which made him feel a little disappointed.

Jiang Renqing was a kind-hearted person. Upon hearing this, he just shook his head and did not respond. However, he couldn't help but think with disdain in his heart that Senior Brother Fang had passed away while climbing a higher and more dangerous peak. He was a role model for cultivators of our generation. But you, old man, only had the cultivation level of the seventh level of foundation building. You will never have the chance to reach that realm in your life. How can you compare with Senior Brother Fang?

The two were chatting casually when they suddenly heard a scream coming from the open space outside.

Jiang Renqing turned around and saw that it was Fang Yuhe fighting with Gao Huang, the registered disciple brought by Gao Quan. The opponent used his fire control technique to bully him in front of him, and then threw his arm and knocked him to the ground.

Gao Huang is a descendant of Gao Quan. After coming to Qingyun Sect, he asked whether there were any descendants of Fang Daoyi practicing in Qingyun Sect. When he heard the name of Fang Yuhe, he was happy to learn from him in order to continue the friendship between the ancestors of both sides.

Gao Huang and Fang Yuhe were of similar age, Fang Yuhe being two years older. Both were registered disciples of their respective sects, holding comparable status. Jiang Renqing saw no reason to refuse, and so he arranged the sparring match. Unexpectedly, the difference in their fighting skills was stark. Gao Huang, like a seasoned veteran, easily defeated Fang Yuhe.

Gao Quan was naturally proud of this.

When he went down the mountain to travel, he met Fang Daoyi and several other companions, and they traveled together. From then on, for the next two hundred years, he lived under the shadow of Boss Fang.

Now that Boss Fang has passed away, he no longer has the chance to defeat him. However, his descendants can defeat Boss Fang's descendants, which can make up for his regret.

Jiang Renqing frowned slightly and said, "This kid is quite skilled in fighting. Could it be that he has already started training in fighting?"

According to the rules of Qingyun Sect, one cannot practice magic before reaching the second level of Qi Refining. After the second level of Qi Refining, one can only practice on one's own and cannot fight with others. Only after becoming an entry-level disciple can one undergo fighting training under the supervision of the sect elders.

This set of rules is not unique to the Qingyun Sect, but a tradition that all sects of the immortal way follow.

But looking at Gao Huang's appearance, he had clearly already started training in fighting techniques.

Gao Quan was not shy about it and said, "After reaching the second level of Qi Refining, the disciples of our sect begin to practice magic and also train in fighting techniques at the same time."

Jiang Renqing was moved and said, "Aren't you afraid that their competitive spirit will be too strong and corrupt their character?"

Gao Quan laughed and said, "Your sect is still too old-fashioned. You take the traditional concept of emphasizing Tao over technique too seriously."

This was a matter of sect philosophy, so Jiang Renqing couldn't avoid it, so he said, "Everything has its roots and its ends, and it's only natural to focus on the fundamentals."

"Focus on cultivating your mind and character. You may seem to be slower than others at first, but your foundation is solid. Over time, those who come after you will naturally surpass you and go further."

"This is the state of mind that those who aspire to the immortal path should have. If you try to take shortcuts from the beginning, get blinded by the dazzling beauty of the battle, and your mindset is weak, you will inevitably encounter difficulties at every step."

Gao Quan said, "In the past, Daoist friend's words would have been undeniable, but nowadays the morale in the world of immortal cultivation has become increasingly corrupt, with everyone eager for quick success. If you don't learn from others and improve your fighting skills, you will lose to them, lose access to cultivation resources, or even be killed by them. How can you have a future?"

The morale of the world of cultivating immortals is corrupt, isn't it because of people like you?
Jiang Renqing complained in his heart.

He was about to change the subject when he heard another commotion outside. Turning around, he saw that Liu Bingxuan couldn't stand his opponent's arrogance and wanted to step forward to challenge him, but was stopped by Fang Yuhe.

"Brother, why don't you let me teach him a lesson?"

Liu Bingxuan said angrily: "Look at his arrogant look. My Divine Intoxication is silent and hard to guard against. It may not fail to succeed."

Liu Bingxuan never left the Qingyun Sect headquarters in his entire life. The person he hated the most before was Zhou Qing. Now he suddenly discovered that there were people in this world who were more annoying than Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing simply never took them seriously, but as long as they didn't take the initiative to cause trouble, Zhou Qing would never provoke them.

The guy in front of him first took the initiative to provoke Senior Brother Fang, and after winning the fight, he shook his head and sighed with a contemptuous expression, as if he was deeply disappointed that the disciples of Qingyun Sect could not satisfy him.

Liu Bingxuan was so angry with him that he almost exploded.

Although he knew he was no match for his opponent, he still wanted to go forward and fight with the other party, at least not to let the other party look down on him.

Fang Yuhe stopped him and shook his head, saying, "This guy is very strange. He always seems to be able to seize the gaps in my spells and break through easily. Although your Divine Intoxication is silent, he may not be able to detect it in advance. If he teaches you a lesson, it will be even more embarrassing."

Gao Huang listened carefully to his words and said with a smile, "That's what they call seeing things strangely. You have no experience in fighting magic. When you cast spells, your bodies are like wooden stakes. You don't know how to use your body at all."

"In my opinion, you are full of flaws. I treat you like children."

All the disciples of Qingyun Sect were furious. They wanted to rush forward and fight to the death, but they were afraid of being easily defeated by the other side, which would be even more humiliating, so they all hesitated to move forward.

Gao Huang glanced at the faces of the disciples across from him, shook his head in disdain, and turned to his companions and said, "I've often heard Elder Gao Quan talk about Senior Fang Daoyi. I admired him greatly. I thought everyone in Qingyun Sect was like Fang Daoyi, so I came here with high hopes, hoping to meet a hero. I didn't expect to be so disappointed."

Gao Huang had been listening to his grandfather talk about Fang Daoyi since he was a child. He could hear extremely complex emotions in his grandfather's tone, including admiration, resentment, and nostalgia, but the strongest emotion was an obsession, an obsession with wanting to surpass Fang Daoyi, or at least get Fang Daoyi's recognition.

But after Fang Daoyi died, this obsession could no longer be realized.

Gao Huang wanted to help his grandfather realize this obsession, so when he heard that his grandfather was coming to pay homage, he insisted on coming.

He wanted to overwhelm all the fellow disciples of Qingyun Sect to show that Gao Quan was no weaker than Fang Daoyi.

Now, looking at the Qingyun Sect disciples opposite him who were indignant but helpless towards him, Gao Huang felt extremely proud.

He wished that another strong disciple from the Qingyun Sect would come out to challenge him, giving him the opportunity to show off his power again.

Unfortunately, the dozen or so disciples on the opposite side were suppressed by Fang Yuhe, and none of them could even make a move.

This made Gao Huang feel deeply regretful.

He looked around and suddenly found a disciple of Qingyun Sect passing by the path outside the valley. His eyes lit up and he quickly ran over.

(End of this chapter)