Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 352 Black Requiem Grass

Although he was surprised, a demon snake that had just entered the late stage of foundation building could not attract Ji An's too much attention.

The defenses of the Apricot Yellow Flag and the Mixed Gold Mysterious Armor Curse are not something that a monster of its level can challenge.

Ji An pinched his fingers and a golden moon blade about a foot long shone out, emitting an unparalleled sharp aura.

He released the Golden Light Technique, not because he looked down on the enemy, but because the spells at the Great Perfection level were enough.

Even an earth-based foundation-building monster known for its defensive capabilities would find it difficult to withstand such an attack.

The moment the golden light flashed, the demon snake felt the threat of death. Panic flashed in its sinister vertical pupils, and it wanted to twist its body and change direction.

It doesn't dare to think about eating people, it just wants to escape!
The golden light was already in front of its eyes, and it instinctively mobilized its demonic power to wrap around its entire body.

However, how could it resist the golden light technique released by the Chaoyuan period cultivator?

The moon blade smoothly cut through its head and body, splitting it in half from head to tail.

Ji An controlled Huoyun to catch his prey and cut off the snake's head. It looked like this creature was poisonous.

He placed the snake head in a jade box and prepared to take it back to study it slowly.

He found the demon pill that was split into two halves and sealed it up with regret.

Such a demon pill is no longer of much value and can only be fed to the golden-winged eagle after getting out.

He then found the snake gall and put it in the jade box, which he would use later.

"Come to the bowl."

Ji An put the snake meat, which was about 15 feet long, into the storage bag. Dinner was settled: snake soup.

He was in a good mood and thought to himself:
"Perhaps this is why those disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are so keen on fighting and hunting monsters. They feel the thrill of killing."

The fiery auspicious clouds continued to descend, and the fog became thicker and thicker.

The wind came from nowhere and passed through the rocks, making a whimpering sound, like a ghost crying at night, giving an inexplicably eerie feeling.

"It's scary."

Ji An is a cultivator in the Chaoyuan period. He has powerful magic and is not afraid of the head-on fight just now.

But the current environment made him feel a little uneasy, as it brought back the shadow of watching horror movies in his childhood.

He controlled the auspicious cloud's descent more carefully, muttering:

"Why haven't you reached the bottom yet?"

He pinched the Panshan Jue, and the yellow spiritual light enveloped him. Adding the Hunjin Xuanjia Curse and the Xinghuang Flag, he already had three layers of defense, not to mention his physical defense as a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building.

Ji An felt a little relieved and no longer so tense.

When people are too nervous, their movements will become distorted.

He released Da Huang and Jinmao from the spirit beast bag and communicated with them spiritually:
"Assist with vigilance."

"Ao," Dahuang roared, looking around alertly with his huge head.

As it is at the fourth level of foundation building, it naturally has a stronger wildness.

"Squeak," the golden retriever jumped onto Dahuang's head and remained alert.

Ji An felt more relaxed, thinking that although these two guys were slightly weaker in ability, they could still provide emotional value!

They did not encounter any more danger and walked safely to the bottom of the valley.

After a while, the auspicious cloud landed on the ground scattered with gray-white bones, and it was slightly soft.

Some of the bones are human-shaped, but most of them are of animals, small animals.

It's very strange, the fog at the bottom of the valley is very light, and the visibility is much higher.

There are several springs here, all flowing into a deep pool.

The water in the pond was dark green, almost black, and its depth was unknown. From time to time, bubbles appeared, gurgling.

Ji An released his spiritual sense and scanned the surrounding area carefully, but he did not detect any danger.

"Da Huang, you stay by my side and keep watch. Jinmao, you search the area."

"Oh!" Dahuang nodded.

Golden Retriever jumped down from the top of the rock bear and sniffed the ground like a hound, starting his search.

Ji An used the Five Directions Spirit Tempering Technique to absorb the earth energy in the deep valley.

A dark yellow light rose from the ground and gathered in the palm of his hand.

He walked carefully around the bottom of the valley and collected twelve strands of his own earth energy.

"Yes, it has more magnanimity than Wu Earth!"

Ji An said happily, putting his earth energy into the jade bottle, and then began to eat the air.

"call!"

After exhaling, inhale naturally, and the wisps of Yin Earth Qi will be swallowed into the abdomen and flow into the spleen along the immortal meridian.

Yellow spiritual light blooms, veins sparkle with brilliance, Wu and Ji meet and yin and yang combine to become a complete earth energy.

The core of the divine palace suddenly flashed and swallowed up the earth energy.

Ji An stopped after consuming fourteen strands of air. Continuing to consume air would increase the burden on his soul.

This place is not as safe as the sect area, and you cannot put yourself in danger.

"Squeak," the golden retriever ran back happily, holding a black magical herb in its mouth.

It stopped beside its master, stood up, held the spiritual grass in both hands, and made another flattering sound:

"Squeak."

Ji An used the object control technique to grab the spiritual herb in his palm and identified it carefully.

The magical herb is about one foot long, with narrow, sword-shaped leaves and smooth edges. Holding it in the hand gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

He smelled a faint fragrance, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"It's actually the Requiem Grass. Black Requiem Grass is extremely rare!"

Soul-soothing grass is a very common spiritual herb that has a calming effect on the mind. In his storage bag, he always keeps several cushions woven from soul-soothing grass, which can be used to assist in meditation.

Ordinary requiem grass is white with a slight yellow tint and is a perennial herbaceous spiritual plant.

The black soul-soothing grass is a special mutated spiritual herb that has a stronger effect in calming the soul and can speed up the recovery of consciousness.

Weaving it into a futon is like burning low-quality soul incense.

But the burning of soul incense does not last long, while the soul-soothing power released by the soul-soothing grass cushion can last for several years.

Ji An's eyes flashed with joy, and he asked:
"Where did you find it? Are there any other magical herbs like this?"

If he could find enough soul-soothing grass, he would have more capital to quickly open up the divine palace.

The development of the Divine Palace was mainly restricted by two factors: spiritual consciousness and magic power. He had no shortage of means to replenish his magic power, but what he lacked was the means to restore his spiritual consciousness.

Although there was a rich harvest of high-level spiritual tea in Chiyan Peak, it would not be enough if we drank it freely.

Besides, some of these spiritual teas had to be given away or traded, so he couldn't keep them all.

"Squeak," the golden retriever nodded and pointed behind him.

"lead the way!"

Ji An was very happy. He had extra gains at the first stop. How could he not be happy?

Jinmao started running, put Dahuang into the spirit beast bag, followed the beast on a cloud, and finally found several clumps of black soul-soothing grass in a crevice.

The crack in the rock is extremely narrow, only as wide as the diameter of a thigh.

He released his spiritual sense with all his strength, and after making sure it was safe, he laughed heartily:
"Now that you're rich, dig it out for me quickly."

It would be fine if he were to dig in the big cracks in the rocks, but why would he do that when he has the help of the Beast Tamer?

Golden Retriever is an earth-based monster, so digging is completely laborious for it.

It quickly dug up the soil and rocks with its front limbs and held a bunch of soul-soothing grass in its mouth and put it into Ji An's hands.

Time goes back to two hours ago. The two foundation-building monks hurriedly left Ji'an, flew dozens of miles and landed in a dense forest.

A monk with a big beard asked:

“What bad luck, I actually encountered a Chaoyuan-stage cultivator from the Jinling Sect.

Lao Liu, do you think he will notice something strange about us?"

The sturdy monk beside him scratched his head and responded with a frown:
"How is that possible? The alliance has clearly stated that we can only be discovered if we come into close contact with a Jindan cultivator.

The other party is just a Chaoyuan-stage cultivator, there is no way he can see through our fusion of the demon beast's blood."

"Since the enemy can't see through us, why do you look so worried?"

The bearded man was puzzled. He and Lao Liu had known each other for many years and knew each other's character very well.

Unless the situation is difficult, the other party will not remain silent.

"I felt that the monk just now looked very familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before. Don't you have the same feeling?"

Old Liu asked back, he was just a casual cultivator a long time ago, and later he became a demon cultivator of the Heavenly Demon Alliance.

At his level, it was impossible for him to have any intersection with the Chaoyuan-stage cultivators in the sect, let alone feel a sense of familiarity.

But he had this feeling, and he was wondering where this familiarity came from.

"Now that you mention it, I think the other person looks familiar."

The bearded man scratched his head, also lost in memories.

After a few moments of silence, he suddenly slapped his thigh:
"I remember now! When we left the Heavenly Demon Alliance half a month ago, we saw a jade slip.

It records the hunting list of the Heavenly Demon Alliance and draws portraits of more than a dozen cultivators.

The monk just now is clearly on the list!"

"Now that you reminded me, I also remembered that the monk's name was Ji An!

Let's report this to the alliance immediately; this is a great achievement!"

Old Liu became excited, as reporting clues could earn him a lot of resources.

"Okay, let's report now. You can write the intelligence."

The bearded man was also very excited and asked again:
"How do you think the alliance will handle this? Also, will the other party only appear once?"

If the other party only appears once, their intelligence will most likely be judged as false. Not only will they not be able to obtain resources, but they will also be punished.

“When I first left, I looked back a few times and realized that the other person was probably eating air.

It takes a long time for a monk to cultivate the ability of breathing, so how could it only appear once?

As for how the alliance will deal with it, they will definitely send a high-ranking cultivator to kill him."

Old Liu smiled sinisterly. In his eyes, the three sects had always been extremely powerful.

Seeing that some disciples of the sect were about to be attacked and killed, he felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Ji An flew out of Yingchoujian on a cloud. The golden-winged eagle immediately spotted him, let out a cry, and then flew to his side.

At this moment, the sun is about to set, and the sky is covered with a red sunset glow, like a series of mountains.

"leave here."

Ji An decided to find a secluded place to count his harvest.

After spiritual communication, he put away the auspicious clouds and jumped onto the broad back of the golden eagle.

The beast opened its wings, flapped them a few times, and then began to glide.

The golden crown hairs on its head stood up, stained with the orange-red of the sunset.

After the golden eagle flew away from the Eagle Cliff, Ji An looked around and found no signs of other human activities.

He guided the beast and finally landed on a low black stone hill.

There is a spring here that converges into a stream, which can be used to make tea or soup.

(End of this chapter)