Chapter 113 Five Thunder Curse, Five Hundred Years Old Magical Grass

Before the voice fell, Xin Fenghai stood in front of Chen An and stopped Chiyan Huolin.

There was a bowl-shaped magic weapon hanging in front of him, filled with water vapor, which could restrain the opponent.

Chen An was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing. He was happy to have some free time since someone was working for him.

After just a few glances, Chen An estimated the general situation. Based on the strength of the Red Flame Fire Scale, it was hard to say whether Xin Fenghai could defeat the monster, let alone kill it.

After all, this monster not only has powerful fire-related magical powers, but also has an extremely strong body. It is not something that an ordinary late-stage Jindan cultivator can defeat.

If Xin Fenghai had reached the eighth level of Jindan, he might have a chance of winning with the help of the bowl-shaped magic weapon, but with his cultivation level of only the seventh level, it would be good enough if he could survive twenty or thirty encounters.

However, this old guy was kind and righteous. After discovering the situation, he did not abandon him, but stepped forward to block the monster.

If Xin Fenghai fails later, I can help him.

Chen An stepped aside and watched the fight for a while.

After the man and the beast fought for more than twenty encounters, Xin Fenghai was indeed panting like a cow, his breath was weak, and he was a little exhausted.

"Why are you still standing there? Run away quickly!" Xin Fenghai turned back and reminded in a hurry.

Chen An smiled lightly and waved his hand. The water vapor on the top of the mountain condensed and dark clouds filled the air.

But in just a moment, heavy rain came pouring down, and the rain was rich in spiritual energy, already close to third-level spiritual water.

Over the past decade, Chen An has used the spiritual spring water to gain the ability to call the wind and rain, and used the spiritual rain from the ability to call the wind and rain to feed back to the heavy water lotus. With the mutual benefit of the two, his magical power has progressed rapidly.

As the spiritual rain fell on the Red Flame Fire Scale, the flames rising from its body gradually became much smaller.

Chi Yan Huolin seemed to be not used to the environment here. He glanced reluctantly at the north mountain of Kuxiu Mountain, with a look of longing in his face.

It took advantage of the two people's unpreparedness and rushed madly towards the direction of the Phantom Demon Grass.

"Where to go!"

Chen An noticed something unusual and turned into a rainbow of light, stopping him in the blink of an eye.

Chiyan Huolin felt the breath of the Phantom Demon Grass so close to him, and his expression became almost crazy. He did not hesitate to sacrifice himself and forced the flames on his body to rise again, and the fire was even more intense than before.

It let out a low roar and ran towards Chen An madly, determined to tear into pieces the human beings who stood in his way of reproduction!

Chen An smiled lightly, activated the Water-Fixing Beads, and combined with the Wind-Calling Rain Technique, he suppressed the fire-based magical powers of Chiyan Huolin.

Immediately, the Eight Spirit Swords slashed down, and a dazzling rainbow shot up into the sky from the top of the Kuxiu Mountain, dispersing the spiritual rain falling from the sky, breaking through the monster's physical defense, and shredding its head into pieces.

The next moment, Chiyan Huolin's eyes dimmed, and his body as big as a mountain collapsed and fell heavily into the pile of rocks at the foot of the mountain.

Xin Fenghai, who was not far away, had his eyes as big as copper bells and his mouth opened so wide that he could even swallow the bowl-shaped magic weapon he had just used.

After a moment of shock, he stepped forward with a face full of shame and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen can kill this beast alone with this method, but I came in and interrupted your fight, which made me a laughing stock."

As Chen An put away the monster's corpse, he waved his hand and said, "You are too kind. After all, you mean well. Ignorance is not a crime."

Xin Fenghai's expression was a little complicated, and he said: "Ah, I didn't know your method before. It seems that it is unnecessary for me to defend Black Wind Mountain."

"Hey! Fellow Daoist, why do you have to be like this? No matter how strong I am, I can't handle it alone. I will need your help in the future." Chen An hurriedly comforted.

The two of them fought side by side this time, and with just a few words, their relationship became much closer.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Chen An took the opportunity to ask, "Fellow Daoist, you are from the Lihuo Palace and have many skills. I wonder if there is anything that can collect the heavenly thunder?"

The reason why he comforted the other party just now was because of this idea. If he had it, that would be the best, but if he didn't, it would at least be a good fate. In short, it was not a loss.

"Collect the heavenly thunder?" Xin Fenghai asked in surprise.

"To be honest, I have planted Five Thunder Bamboo in my spiritual field, which needs the help of thunder and sky power to cultivate. I wonder if you have this thing? Don't worry, I will reward you handsomely later!" Chen Ande said.

"I see."

Xin Fenghai hesitated for a moment, then took out a one-foot-tall black jade bottle and said, "This is called the Thunder Bottle, which can collect heavenly thunder. I got it when I killed a Jindan cultivator from Tianlei Peak in my early years. Since you need it, feel free to take it!"

Chen An's expression changed, and he reached out to take it: "Don't worry, Daoist friend, I will return it to you after I use it."

"No need. It's not a valuable item. I'm giving it to you as a token of my gratitude for saving me just now. Besides, this thunder bottle will leak electricity if it is broken, so it will be useless for me to keep it." Xin Fenghai smiled and felt a little embarrassed when he said the last sentence.

"Electric leakage?" Chen An was speechless. No wonder he was so generous.

He quickly used his spiritual sense to scan the bottle, and sure enough, there was an undetectable crack on one side of the bottle. The leakage the other party was talking about might be referring to this place.

The simplest and most brutal way to nourish the Five Thunder Bamboo is to draw down the heavenly thunder and strike it directly in the spiritual field.

But if he did that, all the spiritual plants in the spiritual field would be destroyed. In order to be safe, he had to look for similar items.

After that, Chen An didn't have the energy to continue the conversation. He just said a few words to the other party and sent him away.

Return to the cave and practice while waiting.

After waiting for three months, a thunderstorm with lightning and thunder finally came.

Chen An immediately left the cave, released the thunder bottle, controlled it to fly high into the sky, and absorbed the thunder from the sky.

"boom!"

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky. Perhaps it was pulled by the thunder bottle, it suddenly made a sharp turn and struck towards the top of the mountain.

A halo burst out from the mouth of the thunder bottle, swallowing the lightning in one gulp.

The bottle fell in front of him, and Chen An involuntarily took a step back and almost dropped the bottle. The magic power in his body circulated and a layer of protective shield protected his body.

Looking down, I saw arcs flashing on the side of the bottle, and the lightning power inside had leaked out.

Chen An shook his head slightly, threw the thunder bottle into the air again, absorbed the second lightning, and then waved his hand and threw it next to the Five Thunder Bamboo.

The next moment, strands of lightning power leaked out and all sank into the soil, being absorbed by the Five Thunder Bamboo.

"This flaw is not entirely a bad thing. The slow leakage of lightning power also saves me the trouble of taking care of it."

He turned his head and glanced at a century-old golden crow grass in the spiritual field. A small brown lump hung on the golden branches and leaves.

This is the Crystal Porin. Chen Rang let it parasitize on the Golden Crow Grass, which is the easiest to ripen.

Seeing that everything was normal in the spiritual field, Chen An felt relieved.

Five days later, a drop of Yuanshui Lu was refined.

As he entered the middle stage of Jindan, Chen An's efficiency in absorbing Yuanshuilu also greatly improved.

After absorbing seven or eight drops, he realized that the Five Thunder Bamboo outside had absorbed enough lightning power, so he immediately stood up and walked into the spiritual field.

He activated the Soul-stealing Technique to ripen the only Five Thunder Bamboo.

Purple lightning flashed and emerged from the bamboo body. Although the lightning was only the length of a finger, its power was stronger than ordinary thunder.

Chen An did not stop, and continued to ripen the five-thunder bamboo until it produced a wave of bamboo rice. Then he stopped. Wrapped in strong magic power, he harvested it.

[Harvest a 30-year-old Five Thunder Bamboo and obtain the magical Five Thunder Curse]

The magical power of the Five Thunder Curse, his cultivation experience and insights flooded into Chen An's mind, and he was slightly stunned.

The Five Thunders are divided into the Yin Thunder of Kuishui, the Positive Thunder of Yimu, the Yang Thunder of Binghuo, the Nether Thunder of Wu Earth, and the Tribulation Thunder of Gengjin. It is a great opportunity for an ordinary cultivator to succeed in practicing any one of them.

When all five types of the Five Thunder Curse are practiced, their power becomes infinite when combined, far exceeding that of ordinary heavenly thunder.

Chen An's mind moved, and a black arc of electricity flashed in the palm of his hand. In an instant, it condensed into a Kuishui Yin Lei over a foot long, which struck the newly planted bamboo rice like a thunder from the sky.

Despite suffering such a heavy blow, the Five Thunder Bamboo Rice was not hurt at all. Instead, it absorbed all of the Kuishui Yin Thunder.

"That's great. From now on, we won't need to use the Thunder Bottle to collect the Heavenly Thunder anymore."

Chen An waved his hand and fed a few more Yin Lei to the other bamboo rice.

He was cultivating spiritual plants here leisurely when Chen Wen hurriedly walked in from outside.

"What's the matter?" Chen An flashed out of the spiritual field and asked.

"Secret letter!" Chen Wen carefully took out a letter and handed it over solemnly.

Chen An's expression changed. This was probably because the matter with Zhao Hu and the other man had come to a conclusion, so they came to him to ask for the Magic Demon Grass.

He waved his hand to break the restriction above, and took a quick look, feeling very relieved.

Zhao Hu and Chen Fengshuo knew how to adapt and did not try to find a way to reach Jiyin Gate.

Instead, he went to a Jindan Demon Sect to the west of Jiyin Gate and found an opportunity to sneak in there.

In Chen An's opinion, this method is very good. The Jindan Demon Sect is in the west, the Black Wind Mountains are in the east, and the Jiyin Gate is in the middle. If the fourth-level monster can be successfully attracted over, it must pass through the Jiyin Gate area.

In fact, under their planning, the headquarters of the Jiyin Sect is located on this route!
Chen An was overjoyed. He looked back at the spiritual field and saw that the two four-hundred-year-old fantasy demon grasses had already absorbed the blood, flesh and inner elixir of the Red Flame Fire Scale. Looking at the dozen or so blood lines on them, they could be ripened to about five hundred years old.

Before ripening it, he still sent the black-haired beast out of the mountain to be on guard against the leakage of the scent of the magic grass.

He took out a few third-level spiritual medicines, activated the Soul-Snatching Technique, and slowly ripened the Fantasy Demon Grass.

For four hundred and thirty years, there was no movement from the black-haired beast.

Four hundred and ninety years later, there was still no movement.

Until it was ripened to five hundred years old, suddenly, a warning from the black-haired hound appeared in Chen An's heart!

"That's about it. Five hundred years is enough."

[Harvest a 2-year-old magical grass and obtain a third-level advanced magical beast inner pill] *
As expected, no matter how old the spiritual plant is, the harvest obtained is still the third year, the ninetieth year.

Chen An casually harvested two thirty-year-old fantasy demon grasses and obtained two sticks of beast soul incense.

The two spiritual plants and two incense sticks were placed in a storage bag and sealed with a restriction. If Chen An did not tell Zhao Hu and Chen Fengshuo the method to open it, the storage bag and the items inside would be destroyed immediately.

"It will probably take a few more months before the spiritual bird can go back." Chen Wen reminded, holding the storage bag handed over by Chen An.

"Why?"

"It seems that the spiritual bird was attacked by other monsters on the way here. It was injured and needs to recuperate for several months." Chen Wen told the truth.

Only then did Chen An remember that it had been 10 or 20 years since Duan Tianya and the Right Protector had opened up the safe route.

Black Wind Mountain is dead, but the monsters are alive. Over the years, the distribution of second-level monsters must have changed. The routes that were safe before may not be safe now.

Then he threw a few bottles of second-level pills to Chen Wen and asked him to give them to the spiritual bird to help it recover from its injuries as soon as possible.

He also did not forget to instruct that after the spiritual bird's injuries had healed, he should go to the east and call over the Immortal Qingshan who was stationed there.

This matter is of great importance, so it would be inappropriate to let a Foundation Establishment cultivator go. Only a Core Formation cultivator can ensure that everything is absolutely safe.

Extreme Yin Gate.

In a cave.

The old ancestor Ji Yin, with white hair and beard and a kind look, sat in the middle, and standing in front of him with his head bowed was Wan Zhenshan, the leader of the Ji Yin Sect.

The old ancestor Ji Yin closed his eyes slightly and asked calmly, "How has the sect recovered in the past few years?"

Wan Zhenshan responded quickly: "Old Ancestor, it's a good thing that you arrived in time when the beast tide occurred last time, otherwise our sect would have suffered heavy losses. After more than ten years of recovery, we have almost regained our strength and can attack again. You and the old monster Lihuo are equally powerful. As long as you continue to consume the opponent's Jindan cultivators, the six regions of the Far East will belong to us sooner or later."

"Yes, Not Bad."

The old ancestor Ji Yin suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful Nascent Soul aura enveloped the entire cave, suppressing the Ji Yin Sect's leader, who was in the late Jindan stage, so much that he turned pale and broke out in cold sweat.

Wan Zhenshan felt uncomfortable physically, but his expression was excited. He felt the Nascent Soul aura of the Jiyin Patriarch, which was obviously much stronger, and said in surprise: "Ancestor, you have already broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul!"

The eyes of the Ji Yin Patriarch were chilled, and he said domineeringly: "This time, I must destroy the Lihuo Palace and borrow the cultivators from the six regions of the Far East to help me train the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Puppet!"

Feeling the other party's aura of cultivation, Wan Zhenshan felt extremely proud in his heart. His ancestor Ji Yin had made a breakthrough, and the Lihuo Palace was already in his pocket. The status of their Ji Yin Sect in the magic world would definitely be greatly improved, and even he, the sect leader, would also rise with the tide.

As for invading the six regions of the Far East, there is no need for any fourth-level elixir. The real purpose is to refine the Ten Thousand Blood Demon Puppet for the ancestor!
With this means, the ancestor is able to rank among the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators!

Chen An waited while practicing, and after just over three months, True Man Qingshan came out of the mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, why did you ask someone to call me here?"

Master Qingshan's complexion was ruddy, and his Dan-forming aura seemed to have become a little stronger. This was probably due to the resources that Xin Fenghai had given him last time.

"It's nothing serious, I just want to ask you for a small favor."

Chen An asked, "Fellow Daoist, can you help escort a flying bird to the southern end of Black Wind Mountain?"

"Go to the Yinmo Sect?" Master Qingshan's face was stern. Although he did not say it explicitly, his expression already revealed some resistance.

Although Duan Tianya is dead, the Yinmo Sect is the territory of the demons after all. If he encounters a demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan period, it would be okay. If he cannot defeat him, he can just run away. But if he encounters a demon cultivator in the late stage of the Jindan period, he will not be able to outrun him.

"I didn't let you go to the Yin Demon Sect. As long as you escort the spiritual bird out of the inner area of ​​Black Wind Mountain, you can come back." Chen An waved his hand and said.

At this time, Master Qingshan came to his senses and said in surprise, "I haven't asked yet what your intention is. Why do you have to escort a spiritual bird to the Yin Demon Sect?"

Chen An straightened his face and said solemnly: "If you believe me, you will know it later, but now I can only tell you that this is a plan to eliminate the hidden dangers of the Demonic Path. If you don't want the six regions of the Far East to fall in the future, you must agree to this matter."

After saying that, Chen An took out a jade bottle with three drops of Yuanshui dew in it.

Now, the thirty-year-old Yuanshui Lu can no longer meet Chen An’s needs for cultivation. He has about a hundred drops on him, and it would be useless if he just leaves it there, so he might as well take out a few drops to do a favor.

"That's fine, but Xin Fenghai..."

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements. Besides, he won't dare to stop you!"

At the end, Chen An reminded: "Fellow Daoist, please remember, if you don't want Qingyun Territory to suffer crazy revenge from the demon cultivators afterwards, don't tell anyone about this incident!"

(End of this chapter)