Journey to the West Creation Technique

Six months later...

night……

Fence Village.

The formation operated silently to prevent unsuspecting monsters from intruding into human territory.

The residence of the resident monks.

Lu Chengjun sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated, and immersed himself in introspection.

Huaguo Mountain Water Curtain Cave

Outside the cave, a multitude of thoughts gathered and coalesced into a towering waterfall, cascading down like thunder.

Inside the cave, however, was a completely different, tranquil world, with a delicate little tree growing on the central stone platform.

But then, the tenderest branch at the very top trembled slightly, as if a spiritual energy was flowing within it, and a vibrant green fourth leaf was slowly unfurling and quietly blooming from the tip of the branch...

The wooden door was gently pushed open.

Lu Chengjun walked out slowly, looking up at the bright moon and the countless stars in the sky.

After a long silence, he finally walked outside to an open space.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to circulate the magical power within his body.

Earth-elemental spiritual energy flowed slowly through his meridians like a gentle stream, seeping into the earth from his fingertips and the soles of his feet.

The soil beneath my feet loosened and sank slightly, forming a gentle vortex of quicksand.

It became.

First-tier spell: Quicksand.

A cultivator's ability to cast a first-order spell signifies that he has entered the fourth level of Qi Refining and has officially entered the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Innate Qi is the spiritual root, and the Great Dao is inseparable from the Mysterious Female Gate.

Indeed, each tender leaf corresponds to a different realm.

Lu Chengjun had been practicing the "Journey to the West Creation Technique" for less than a year. According to his master Cai Yiheng's original expectations, he was expected to study diligently at the academy for three years and reach the middle stage of Qi Refining, which would be considered superior.

He had cultivated in the local tribe for three months, but after his "disfigurement," he had very little power left. Now, after cultivating peacefully in the Southern Underworld Guard for half a year, he has already broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

This is enough to show that the "Journey to the West Creation Technique" is extraordinary and far superior to the basic Qi Refining Technique of the Qingyun Sect.

The quicksand technique is working; now it's time to try another trick!

Lu Chengjun withdrew his magic and, with the tabby cat, walked to an inconspicuous clearing deep in the farmland.

This was a place he had deliberately left out and secretly marked long ago. When others passed by, they would just think it was an ordinary muddy ground and would not see anything unusual about it.

He raised his hand again, and the quicksand technique appeared instantly.

Fine sand slowly rolls and settles underfoot, forming a soft yet dangerous area of ​​quicksand.

He casually tossed a piece of dead wood, which was quickly swallowed up by the quicksand as soon as it hit the ground and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The quicksand cleared, and the ground returned to its flat state, as if nothing had ever happened.

Lu Chengjun stood there, pondered for a moment, and after weighing the options several times, he finally couldn't suppress the urge to conduct the experiment.

He stood back on the now level ground, his spiritual power surged again, and the quicksand spell was cast once more.

This time, he didn't try to manipulate things from the outside, but instead tested the waters himself, letting the sand beneath his feet soften and collapse.

His body slowly sank, and half of his waist soon disappeared into the soil.

The next moment, he disappeared.

He plunged straight into the mud, and was instantly swallowed up by the quicksand.

Once the quicksand subsided, the ground returned to its original smoothness, without leaving a trace.

At this moment, Lu Chengjun is in an underground cave.

This is a winding tunnel, and people have to bend over to walk quickly inside.

This tunnel was not dug by humans, but by aardvarks.

Before humans established the Southern Underworld Guard, the aardvark had already lived here and built its own underground home.

However, it has been abandoned due to food shortages.

Lu Chengjun raised his hand and tapped the cave wall above his head.

It made a thumping sound.

Very solid.

After the quicksand spell ends, the land will completely revert to its original state, becoming hardened soil again.

He made another hand seal and aimed at the top of his head to cast the quicksand spell.

Let the sand and soil surge in the opposite direction.

The spell was successfully cast, but I don't know if it will work or not.

He tossed the piece of wood he had just thrown in upwards, and the dead wood was immediately swept up by the upstream sand and surging upwards along the passage.

On the ground, the tabby cat crouched in place. When it saw a piece of wood suddenly emerge from the quicksand, it immediately meowed twice.

Lu Chengjun and Amiya had lived together for a long time and had developed a tacit understanding; the sound of a cat's meow was almost something they both knew in their hearts.

feasible!

However, casting the quicksand spell in reverse consumes too much mana.

Lu Chengjun immediately took out a spirit stone from his pocket and held it in his palm. He slowly absorbed the pure spiritual energy into his body, quickly replenishing his consumed mana to its full potential.

After fully recovering, he looked up at the top of his head, activated his magic again, and the sand above his head suddenly spun, forming an upward sand channel.

He took a deep breath, leaped, and plunged headfirst into the sand flowing against the current.

On the ground, the sand churned, a head emerged from the soil, followed by the body, and finally the entire body broke through the earth.

"Pfft! Pfft!" Lu Chengjun spat out the mud from his mouth.

It was my first time using the quicksand escape technique, and I wasn't very skilled at it, but I managed to succeed.

Several days later...

Fence Village.

Yunniang rolled up her trouser legs and squatted down between the ridges of the field to fertilize.

She bent over, her movements swift and efficient.

Suddenly.

She looked up abruptly and found someone standing in front of her.

"Ah!" Yunniang was startled and spilled a ladle of excrement.

The man stepped back slightly, dodging the bucket of excrement.

"Master Lu...Master Lu!?" Yunniang finally recognized the person who had come.

It was Lu Chengjun, the resident monk.

However, Lu Chengjun's appearance was too strange, as if he had teleported.

"Why did you suddenly come out? You scared me half to death." Yunniang wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Lu Chengjun, as always, was taciturn: "I was just passing by."

He neither left nor chatted; he just stood there.

Yunniang could only smile awkwardly and continue fertilizing.

But when she bent down, lowered her head, and then raised it again...

Lu Chengjun has vanished into thin air.

Yunniang stood there stunned, looking around, and muttered to herself, "This Master Lu has such amazing supernatural powers."

……

Southern Desolate State.

Hidden in a corner of the sea is a secret outpost of the Southern Underworld Guard.

The outpost had only three resident monks and a few mortal helpers.

Although it has fewer than ten people, it is the most important stronghold of the Nanming Guard.

The only job here is to boil seawater for salt.

All the refined salt needed by the entire Nanming Guard comes from here.

Once a batch of salt has been collected, a special salt-transporting cultivator will come to pick it up and escort it back to the Nanming Guard camp.

On this day, a group of salt-carrying monks arrived as scheduled, but the salt stoves and sheds that had been hidden in the valley were all destroyed, and the entire stronghold was razed to the ground.

Just as everyone was wondering what was going on, a thick clod of earth, which blended seamlessly with the surrounding soil, was quietly lifted from a corner of the valley.

A figure waved from inside the earthen cave, lowering their voice: "Quick! Come in! It's dangerous outside!"

The monk leading the salt transport team quickly called his brothers into the earthen cave.

"What dangers are there here?" the salt-carrying monk was about to ask.

The garrisoned monk immediately made a shushing gesture.

Everyone immediately held their breath and focused.

Moments later, the earth trembled.

Those seemed to be footsteps...

The dull tremors slowly approached, growing clearer and clearer, as if an ancient ferocious beast was stomping its way in, its oppressive aura causing panic among the cultivators present.

Everyone froze in place, not daring to breathe.

a long time……

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance...

The tremors gradually subsided until they disappeared completely.

Inside the underground cave, the resident monks finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The salt-carrying monk, still shaken, said, "This place is so dangerous, and our stronghold has been destroyed. Why not find another place to boil salt?"

The garrisoned cultivator shook his head with a wry smile: "Change locations? Where else can we find such a secluded valley along the coast of the Southern Desolate State? Besides, this desolate state is full of dangerous places, teeming with demonic beasts. Are other places really safe?"

He paused, his voice deepening, "Moreover, we've already thoroughly explored the route back to the camp, and we have countermeasures for any dangers along the way. If we rashly change locations, we'll have to send cultivators to scout the route again, and who knows how many more lives we'll needlessly lose..."