Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 350 Lion and Beast

"Haha, there's nothing to hide. This sword formation is called the 'Green Bamboo Sword Formation'. It was created by a Taoist companion of mine. Its power is even greater than that of the Da Geng Sword Formation."

"Senior Qing Yuanzi, who created the Qing Yuan Sword Art, is certainly a gifted man. He also has a high level of attainment in formations, and based on this, he created the Da Geng Sword Formation. However, in terms of formations, my Taoist companion is undoubtedly better. It is not difficult for her to create a more powerful sword formation."

He had vaguely heard that Senior Brother Nie had a Taoist companion who was proficient in formations, and had even helped strengthen the Yellow Maple Valley's protective formation. However, he had never seen it. Han Li thought about it and was suddenly shocked:
"Brother's Taoist partner? Could it be that formation master, Fairy Xin Ruyin?"

He thought that this 'Green Bamboo Sword Formation' was a sword formation passed down from ancient times, but he never expected that it was actually created by himself.

Being able to create her own sword formation, and a sword formation that is more powerful than Da Geng's sword formation, one can imagine how high Fairy Xin's attainments in formations are.

"That's right." Nie Zhaonan nodded and suddenly asked again:
"Junior brother, are you interested in this 'Green Bamboo Sword Formation'?"

Han Li was indeed moved when he thought of the power of the Green Bamboo Sword Formation. He hesitated for a moment and said through gritted teeth:
"I wonder if you can trade me this sword formation. I am also practicing the Qing Yuan Sword Art, and my magic weapon is the Qing Zhu Feng Yun Sword. I should be able to set up this 'Qing Zhu Sword Formation'. Please feel free to ask me any request you have, I will never refuse."

The Heavenly Palm Bottle is also OK? Nie Zhaonan shook his head silently. This idea was just in his mind. On the surface, Nie Zhaonan said calmly:
"It's not a matter of whether I am willing to exchange or not, but even if I exchange, Junior Brother can't use it. Setting up the 'Green Bamboo Sword Formation' requires a pure wood-attributed flying sword."

"If I'm not mistaken, Junior Brother's flying sword has been added with a lot of strengthening materials such as Gengjing."

Hearing this, Han Li sighed slightly in his heart and replied affirmatively:
"That's right. In order to practice the magical power of the Great Geng Sword Formation, adding Geng essence to strengthen the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword is a must. Moreover, after adding Geng essence, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword is indeed much sharper and tougher than ordinary flying knives and flying swords. It still has many advantages."

"Could it be that there are some side effects of using Geng Jing to strengthen the flying sword?"

Thinking of those pure wood-attribute Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, Han Li also became confused.

You can add strengthening materials to your natal flying sword. This is something most sword cultivators will do, so there shouldn't be any problem with it.

Nie Zhaonan thought for a moment and said:
"I can't say there are any side effects, but there are some shortcomings."

"Junior brother, you used Gengjing and other materials to strengthen the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword. You were too eager for quick results. Although it can greatly increase the power of my natal flying sword in a short period of time, the subsequent training will be much more difficult due to the presence of other attribute materials."

"A flying sword with a single attribute is easier to cultivate to the point where the sword spirit becomes the void."

Hearing this, Han Li's heart completely relaxed: "Sword spirit turns into nothingness?"

Recalling that he had read ancient books on sword cultivation, he continued:

"Allow the flying sword to freely transform between illusion and reality? It is said that a flying sword with this magical power can completely turn the flying sword into an invisible body, and can be decomposed into countless pieces at will, and then return to normal."

"This legendary realm cannot be reached without thousands of years of careful training. Even Nascent Soul cultivators like me cannot train our flying swords to the realm of sword spirit transformation in our entire lives."

Compared with the ethereal state of the sword spirit becoming nothing, Han Li is more inclined to increase the power of the flying sword as quickly as possible.

After all, there are many dangers on the road of cultivation. If the natal flying sword can be stronger, the chance of survival will be greater.

After the two chatted for a while, they separated. Han Li found a corner and quietly recovered his magic power.

Nie Zhaonan took out the Yin Zhima and a series of auxiliary materials, and started to refine the elixir here.

His magical power was still abundant, so Nie Zhaonan wanted to refine the infant-cultivating pill first.

Han Li saw the white and tender pony in Nie Zhaonan's hand with green eyes. He sighed helplessly and slowly closed his eyes.

If anyone else dared to refine the Peiying Pill, a holy medicine that could break through bottlenecks, in front of him, Han Li might have taken the risk of snatching it away for the sake of improving his cultivation. However, facing Senior Brother Nie, Han Li could not bring himself to think that way.

It's very simple. He is not strong enough and is obviously no match for Senior Brother Nie. If he takes action, he will be the one being robbed.

While Bai Yaoyi was recovering her magic power, she naturally released a part of her mind to observe the situation around her. Sensing the heat emitted by Nie Zhaonan's infant fire, she slowly opened her eyes and looked over, but only for a glance. Soon she closed her eyes again.

But even if I closed my eyes, the scene of Nie Zhaonan refining the elixir still lingered in my mind.
While Nie Zhaonan was refining the elixir, somewhere on the hillside of Kunwu Mountain, in a stone pavilion, a group of cultivators including those from the Ye family gathered.

Most of them were sitting cross-legged near the stone pavilion, holding a spirit stone in each hand, as if they were recovering their magic power.

The white-robed Confucian scholar who is the eldest elder of the Ye family was suspended above the stone pavilion, looking at a long stone staircase built against the mountain in the distance.

This stone staircase is made entirely of pure white stone, and from a distance it resembles the Qiongshan Heavenly Ladder.

But upon closer inspection, the white stone steps are incredibly wide, at least fifty or sixty feet wide.

Whether looking up or looking down, the stone steps were all immersed in the milky white mist, and nothing could be seen clearly.

The scholar was suspended in the air with an expressionless face, not moving at all.

In the stone pavilion, the old demon Hehuan, the ancient demon and the big-headed monster were communicating secretly.

“Why did you destroy the concealing formation and expose Kunwu Mountain completely? Isn’t the strength of the three of us enough to deal with the Ye family? If a Jindan cultivator is attracted, even if the three of us, who are in the late Nascent Soul stage, work together, we won’t gain any benefit at all.” The old demon Hehuan’s voice was buzzing, and his tone was extremely dissatisfied.

“A Divine Transformation cultivator? Those old fellows are all staying in their respective sects to seal themselves and reduce the loss of their lifespans. How could they have the leisure to come to Southern Xinjiang? The only ones who can rush here are just some Nascent Soul cultivators. What is there to be afraid of?” The ancient demon’s voice was icy, and his tone was full of disdain for the Divine Transformation cultivators in the human world.

"Hmph, don't forget that there is one exception." The old demon Hehuan said unhappily.

"That's right. It's generally recognized in the immortal cultivation world of Dajin that Nie Zhaonan has strength comparable to that of a deity. Moreover, he was traveling in the eastern waters not far from southern Xinjiang a year ago, but it is unknown where he is now. If Nie Zhaonan comes to Kunwu Mountain, I'm afraid our plan to release the Holy Ancestor's soul will fail." The big-headed monster also became a little worried.

The ancient demon sneered indifferently, his voice still cold:

"Don't worry. I've been in Southern Xinjiang for so many years, always keeping an eye on Nie Zhaonan's news. I'm sure Nie Zhaonan didn't come to Southern Xinjiang. It would take him several days to get to Kunwu Mountain."

"And how much does he know about the situation in Kunwu Mountain? At most, he has only heard of the name of Kunwu Mountain. Not to mention knowing our purpose and stopping us."

"I have prepared several magic weapons. As long as we reach the place where the Holy Ancestor is sealed, it won't take long to release the Holy Ancestor's soul. With the Holy Ancestor's strength, what can Nie Zhaonan do by then?" "Is there a possibility that Nie Zhaonan has already come to southern Xinjiang? With his level of cultivation, he wants to hide his tracks, so how can you find him?" Upon hearing this, the old demon Hehuan suddenly had this guess.

He always felt that Nie Zhaonan was not that simple.

The ancient demon said firmly:

"Impossible. His whereabouts in Dajin were traceable, and he did not deliberately try to hide it. Besides, the matter of Kunwu Mountain was very secretive, and he could not have known about it in advance and secretly come to Southern Xinjiang."

"If he really knew and came, he should have appeared when the seal was broken and entered Kunwu Mountain with us. How could he still be missing at this time?"

"After all, his cultivation strength is far above all of us cultivators. Even if he forces us to enter this mountain, we cannot refuse."

"Yes, when Kunwu Mountain is just opened, it is the best time to enter this mountain. If Nie Zhaonan really knows that the seal of Kunwu Mountain has been opened, he will definitely not miss the opportunity to enter with us." The big-headed monster agreed with the ancient demon's point of view.

"But no one knows Nie Zhaonan's recent whereabouts. How do you explain this?" Although the old demon Hehuan felt that what the two said made sense, he was still a little worried.

"Maybe he has traveled enough and gained some insights, so he went into seclusion somewhere to break through the bottleneck of the Spirit Transformation Stage. After all, he has the Divine Sand of Creation in his hand. As long as the time is right, he can break through at any time." The big-headed monster thought for a while and replied.

"Okay, don't worry about other things. Now we are the only ones in Kunwu Mountain. We will try our best to break the restrictions on the stone steps and meet up with the Holy Ancestor as soon as possible." The ancient demon made a final reply and stopped transmitting the message.

The old demon Hehuan and the big-headed monster had no intention of communicating anymore.

Not long after, there was a sudden flash of light in the sky, and a stunning rainbow emerged, heading straight towards the stone pavilion from top to bottom.

The Ye family's great elder's expression changed and he looked towards the escaping light.

In the blink of an eye, a pale yellow rainbow appeared in front of them.

The light faded, and a cultivator from the Ye family appeared. He was the square-faced middle-aged man.

"Great Elder, I have already investigated clearly. After going up the stone steps for dozens of miles, there is an archway. It seems to be the famous Wanxiu Gate. However, this archway is sealed by a restriction. Before breaking the restriction, we can't go up anymore." The square-faced monk said solemnly.

“The Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators! That’s right. It is said that in the past, there were once as many as ten thousand ancient cultivators living on Kunwu Mountain. Only after passing through this gate can you reach the caves where all the cultivators of Kunwu Mountain are located.” The eldest elder of the Ye family let out a long breath and his expression relaxed.

"But I think the restriction that seals this door is extraordinary. It's better for us to act early! We don't have much time to waste." The square-faced monk looked at the monk who was still resting and recovering his magic power, and said with a frown.

“Of course I know about this, but the difficulty of passing through the seal crack is indeed somewhat unexpected. Everyone else’s magic power has been greatly damaged, so they must rest first.” The eldest elder of the Ye family said helplessly.

The square-faced monk could only sigh.

If not all the cultivators who came from the Ye family this time were at the Nascent Soul stage or above, quite a few people would have died.

Upon hearing this, the eldest elder of the Ye family was about to say something else when his expression suddenly changed and he looked abruptly in a certain direction.

"What's wrong?" The square-faced monk was startled and couldn't help asking.

"It seems like there is some sound coming from over there." The eldest elder of the Ye family said solemnly.

"Sound?" The square-faced monk was a little surprised and suspicious. He turned his magic power and heard a faint roar of a beast in his ears.

The sound was like the roar of a lion or tiger, and also like the roar of a dragon, and it was getting louder and louder.

After a moment, a purple cloud appeared in the distance and rushed towards here. The roar of the beast came from the fog.

In a blink of an eye, the purple mist flew nearby, only a hundred feet away from the stone pavilion.

The eldest brother of the Ye family and the square-faced monk could already see a dark thing hidden in the fog. A pair of red eyes as big as fists were staring at them, full of bloodthirsty and furious anger.

The eldest elder of the Ye family had a gloomy expression on his face. He raised his hand and a flying knife-like object appeared in the palm of his hand.

A silver light shot out from his hand, and then disappeared in a flash.

But at this moment, a huge claw like a chicken claw stretched out from the purple mist like lightning, and after a "bang", a silver light flashed on the claw.

The beast roared loudly in the purple mist, and the giant claws grabbed the silver light tightly and forced it to reveal its true form. It turned out to be a short blade, several inches in size, shining brightly.

But a few drops of blood also flowed from the giant claws, and the monster in the purple mist suddenly let out a painful roar, and then his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

The entire purple mist suddenly became thinner and disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, a four-winged monster bird with the body of a lion and an eagle appeared.

This bird has four wings spread out and is five to six feet in size. It is surrounded by purple light and looks extremely ferocious.

"Lion beast!" The square-faced monk screamed when he saw the appearance of the monster bird clearly.

The Ye family's eldest elder's face also changed. He shook his sleeves and changed the magic formula in his hand. Suddenly, the silver short blade in the lion beast's giant claws glowed brightly and struggled violently. Taking advantage of the lion beast's inattention, it broke away from the giant claws and flew back into the hands of the Ye family's eldest elder.

The ancient demon, the old demon Hehuan, the big-headed monster and others also stood up in surprise, bursting out with powerful auras.

The lion-beast, which had opened its bloody mouth and was about to attack the eldest elder of the Ye family, suddenly stopped. Its red monster eyes glanced at the cultivators and revealed an anthropomorphic look of fear.

After roaring at the Ye family practitioners, the lion beast flapped its four wings and turned into a purple light, shooting towards the distance.

In an instant, it disappeared from the horizon without looking back.

Seeing this, the eldest elder of the Ye family breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Elder Han:
(End of this chapter)