Wanfa Daojun, starting from the Little Cloud and Rain Technique

Chapter 600 A Bad Premonition

Wan Jinrong turned his head to look at the pavilion next to him, his brows furrowed, and he smiled bitterly:

“Since Fellow Daoist Ji arrived at the fortress, we have only been able to meet him once a year at a fixed time. The gates are closed the rest of the time.”

He slowly exhaled, "I used to think I was quite diligent in my cultivation, but compared to him, I was far inferior."

Wan Jinru lowered her voice, "Eighth Brother, do you know Fellow Daoist Xuanqing's age?"

After a moment's thought, Wan Jinrong replied:

"His exact age is unknown, but based on information obtained from our usual conversations, we estimate that he is between 260 and 300 years old."

He was about my age. When we first met, I was already in the Five Elements Rejuvenation stage, while he was just beginning to seek opportunities to comprehend the mutual generation of the Five Elements.

When we met again later, we were both at the second level of the Golden Core stage.

A few years later, he broke through to the third level of the Golden Core stage; I broke through seven years later than him.

He scratched his head and grinned:

"I have a bad feeling."

"What premonition?" Wan Jinru asked curiously.

Wan Jinrong quickly shook his head. "Never mind, I won't say anything. It'll make me feel awkward."

His premonition was that his cultivation level would never surpass that of his opponent, something he was unwilling to face.

Wan Jinru glanced at him sideways, revealing a large expanse of white in her eyes:

"I hate people like you the most, who stop halfway through their sentences."

I'm going back to rest. I have patrolling tomorrow. Remember to take your medicine, don't forget.

"Thank you for your kind words, dear sister. I will remember them. I will wait for Fellow Daoist Ji at the entrance of his pavilion at Chenshi tomorrow."

By the way, I've been very busy since I settled here, and I haven't had the chance to participate in patrols even though I planned to.

I've had some free time these past few months, so how about I join your team on patrol sometime?

Wan Jinrong said with a smile, "It's a bit unreasonable to have come to the forefront of the fight against the True Demon Tribulation and then stayed in the fortress for three years without fighting."

"Sure, as long as you can guarantee you won't hold us back."

"Tch, even if I'm a Golden Core cultivator, my fighting ability is still much stronger than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

I'll ask Fellow Daoist Ji if he'd like to come along. If he does, your team will gain two more powerful fighters!

Wan Jinrong put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm afraid the lineup is too strong and will scare away the true demons and the Yin demons."

Wan Jinru scoffed, "I don't know if the monsters will run away at the mere sight of you, but I do know that you'll suffer if you approach patrol missions with that kind of mentality."

It is not safe outside the fortress; carelessness can lead to disastrous consequences.

Since I took command of the squad, twelve have been killed in action, forty-eight have been seriously wounded, and half of the core squad members have been replaced.

Being scolded by his sister made Wan Jinrong lose face, and he waved his hand impatiently:

"Go back and rest quickly, don't delay your mission tomorrow."

In the Cloud Sea Immortal City, about forty miles northwest of Black Stone Mountain, there is a small valley. This is a second-tier top-grade spiritual vein node, where a cave dwelling has been built for rent.

Lin Jiuxiao stepped out of the cave and flew away on his sword.

Having been in Cloud Sea Immortal City for about half a year, he did not expect that the situation in Central Continent would change so drastically. The True People of the sect thought that there would be more than a hundred years of peace, but now it seems that this is impossible.

Upon returning to Xizhou, I must inform the sect to make preparations as soon as possible.

When the True Demon Calamity fully erupts, the Western Continent will also be shrouded in demonic mist. Before leaving, he needs to obtain the blueprints for the purification array.

During the last True Demon Tribulation, the Western Continent was still the territory of demonic beasts. Most of the demonic beasts were of questionable intelligence and did not need to consider such complicated matters, which meant that human cultivators had many more troubles.

Not long after, Lin Jiuxiao arrived at the summit of Black Stone Mountain.

He smiled knowingly when he saw the lush Azure Dragon Trees within the magic circle.

Judging from the light emanating from the trees, the spiritual trees planted in this small field actually have three levels of plants.

The information he received was that this place was planted after Senior Brother Ji rented the cave dwelling, which meant that the other party said it could cultivate third-tier spiritual materials in just thirty years.

Having spent the past six months in the Immortal City, Lin Jiuxiao knew how prosperous it was. With his senior brother's powerful planting skills, he would certainly not lack resources in the future.

"We have to wait another year, that's such a long time."

Lin Jiuxiao sighed. He had no means of making a living, and the feeling of living off his savings made him feel very uncomfortable.

Because he carried a lot of resources, he dared not take any risks and could only stay in his cave.

In his spare time from cultivation, he would come to the sky above this forest, where he could feel peace of mind.

The world of gourds.

Ji An sat cross-legged under the Gathering Yuan Tree, and a vortex of spiritual energy containing five-colored light points poured down.

The dreamlike colors attracted many eyes, with Big Yellow, Golden Retriever, Green Deer, Earth Qilin, and others watching their master cultivate.

Although they could see it once a day, the powerful spiritual pressure emanating from the vortex of spiritual energy always made people unable to resist it.

A moment later, the vortex of spiritual energy gradually dissipated, and the prying gazes all turned elsewhere.

Ji An slowly finished his practice, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes sparkled.

"That's great," a smile appeared on his face. While cultivating just now, he noticed that the bottleneck of the mid-stage Golden Core realm had loosened slightly.

This is the first time I've felt the bottleneck loosening; years of perseverance have paid off, meaning he's on the right track.

Ji An stood up, stretched for a while, and then sat down on the rattan chair next to him.

His mind sank into his dantian, connecting with the stone tortoise. Lines of writing unfolded in his sea of ​​consciousness, appearing to him as beautiful as a traditional Chinese ink painting.

[Master: Ji An] [Tao Yun: Gold 46.8, Water 39.6, Wood 41.3, Fire 42.4, Earth 41.5]

Spiritual Ability: Kan Spirit 5785.5, Gen Spirit 10285.6, Zhen Spirit 51836.7, Xun Spirit 3156.4, Kun Spirit 46893.5, Qian Spirit 42036.4, Dui Spirit 37126.8, Li Spirit 16.3

[Spell: Spirit Sealing Technique (Perfect 66%)]

Mental Roar (Perfect 9%)

The Thread-Pulling Mantra (Perfect 1%)

Bing Fire Divine Thunder (Perfect 95%)

Gui Water Divine Thunder (Great Success 74%)

[Yi Wood Soul Stealing Technique (Mastery 68%)]

In the past two years, in addition to cultivating and completing missions, Ji An has focused on improving the Bing Fire Divine Thunder, and his Fire Thunder Technique is not far from breaking through to the Great Perfection level.

He shouted at the puppets that were busy nearby:
"Xiao Bai, brew a pot of Phoenix Dance Danxia Tea."

The puppet worked diligently and became increasingly capable, so he gave it a common name.

Xiao Bai stopped what she was doing and immediately carried out the order, acting obediently and well-behaved.

A moment later, hot tea was served, and Ji An drank it all down from the spout without using a teacup.

For those who attain the Golden Elixir Realm, freshly brewed hot tea is merely a little too hot to swallow and will not cause any harm.

The higher a cultivator's cultivation level, the greater the gap between them and ordinary people.

Setting down the teapot, Ji An took out a mid-grade third-tier Fire Immortal Apricot and ate it in no time.

He once again focused his mind on his dantian, connecting it with the stone tortoise, "Refining the spiritual energy, enhancing the Bing Fire Divine Thunder."

As the command was given, his divine sense entered the mysterious space created by the stone tortoise and landed on the Li position.

The area he stepped out with his left foot extended outwards, quickly turning reddish-gold, while the area on his right turned crimson.

Left is yang, right is yin, clearly distinct.

The divine sense shadow made hand seals to cast a spell, and the Bing Fire Divine Thunder roared in the void.

As his inspiration rapidly diminished, Ji An's experience with casting the Bing Fire Divine Thunder and his understanding of thunder magic increased rapidly.

When his spiritual energy was insufficient to support further improvement, his consciousness returned to his body.

[Spell: Bing Fire Divine Thunder (Perfection 95% → 98%)]

Ji An snapped his fingers and laughed loudly, saving about 500 points of spiritual energy, equivalent to more than three months' worth of absorption by the stone turtle.

After the laughter subsided, Ji An continued to issue orders for improvement. Having the "spiritual opportunity" in hand wouldn't generate greater value, at least not at present.

"Refine the spiritual energy to enhance the Gui Water Divine Thunder."

His divine sense re-entered the space of the stone tortoise and stood on the Kan position.

The area where the shadow's left foot was stepping on was surging with waves, but visually, all the waves were under its feet.

The area around the right foot was calm and undisturbed. After the Kanling was exhausted, the writing in the sea of ​​consciousness underwent a new change.

[Spell: Gui Water Divine Thunder (Great Success 74% → Perfection 3%)]

"Refine the spiritual energy to enhance the Wood Spirit-Seizing Technique."

[Spell: Yi Wood Soul Stealing Technique (Mastery 68% → Perfection 1%)]

Before leaving Misty Mountain, Ji An's Bing Fire Divine Thunder should be able to be upgraded to the Great Perfection level. He will choose Gui Water Divine Thunder as the next spell to be upgraded.

Overjoyed, he sighed again. If he had stayed in Cloud Sea Immortal City for the past three years, he could have earned at least two or three hundred points of Daoist essence.

The next day, several stacks of talismans and two jade bottles were placed on the table in the attic living room.

Zhang Haoyang placed the storage bag containing the materials on the table and began to count the talismans and pills.

"Senior, this time you handed in one hundred and ten Cleansing Spirit Talismans, ninety of which were of superior quality and the rest were of medium quality."

Seven calming talismans, five of which are of superior quality;

Fifteen Vajra Pills, twelve of which are high-quality pills.

Every time Zhang Haoyang came here to deliver materials, he did so with a devout heart. The real person's skills were so exquisite that he felt he could only look up to them with awe.

Unlike other cultivators, the opponent did not experience fluctuations in his condition; he maintained a strong and stable performance throughout.

“The quantity is fine,” Ji’an checked the materials in the storage bag, “and the quantity and quality of the materials are also fine.”

Zhang Haoyang knew he should leave, so he bowed and said:
"I'll take my leave now and come back tomorrow."

After he left, Wan Jinrong walked in and said with a smile:

"It's really not easy to meet you, fellow Daoist."

Ji An stood up. "Fellow Daoist, what are you saying? I told you, you can come to me if you need anything. Please have a seat."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wan Jinrong explained his current health condition and then asked:
Do you have these symptoms, fellow Daoist?

Ji An nodded slightly, then shook his head and said:

"Yes, but the symptoms were extremely mild. I thought it was just a slight fluctuation in my mood."

He did not answer truthfully because he spent most of his time in the small world, and the influence of the magic mist could not cross the spatial barrier to enter the small world.

"Fellow Daoist must have stronger resistance, I envy you!"

Wan Jinrong changed the subject and asked:

"I need to buy some Vajra Pills to treat the patient. I also need to buy a batch of Vajra Pills and Purification Talismans for emergencies. I wonder how many you can sell to me, fellow Daoist?"

(End of this chapter)