Chapter 132: A Battle Shocks the Six Regions, the Earth's Core Fire Ganoderma
"what"
A scream was heard, and the movement of the all-pervasive Samadhi Divine Wind slowed down and then gradually disappeared.
Chen An looked at the mana shield that was almost exhausted, and felt a little relieved.
Fortunately, he had suffered from the Yin-Yang Wind Bottle and released the shield early. Otherwise, even with his primary third-level physical body and powerful cultivation, he would not be able to hold out for too long under the opponent's divine wind.
Cultivators who can withstand thunder tribulations and break through to the Nascent Soul stage are not easy to deal with, no matter they are human or demon.
Looking up, I saw that Xunliang's right shoulder was covered in blood and his body was charred. He climbed up with difficulty, coughed twice, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.
He looked at Chen An coldly and said, "I haven't lost yet!"
The corner of Chen An's mouth twitched. The opponent was seriously injured, but he could still fight. If it were an ordinary human cultivator, he would have been seriously injured and died long ago. This shows how powerful his body and blood are.
"Then come again!"
He was not vague either. After he finished speaking, a blood-red, almost enchanting flute appeared in his hand.
The opponent took the initiative just now, this time, it's his turn to strike first.
A stream of magic power hit the Blood Sea Flute, and the flute body vibrated slightly. Then blood light burst out, and suddenly the area outside the Kuxiu Mountain seemed to have become a sea of blood, exuding a bloodthirsty breath.
Xunliang and the old crocodile who was watching the battle not far away were all covered.
The old crocodile panicked and shouted, "Get out!"
He reacted quickly, but it was too late.
The sound of the flute was thick, soft, fresh, mellow, yet mixed with a bit of bloodthirstiness and brutality and fell into the ears of several demon kings.
The demons' faces turned red, their breathing became rapid, their blood was surging, and they felt like their bodies were about to explode.
The others were fine, but Xun Liang, who was given special care by Chen An, collapsed to the ground with his eyes slightly rolled back.
He raised his hands with difficulty, and said with a weak breath: "I admit defeat, Daoist friend, please show mercy."
Seeing that the other party was begging for mercy, Chen An hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand to take back the Blood Sea Flute.
In terms of strength alone, the Demon King in front of him can be dealt with even if they join forces. But he is afraid of the old giant crocodile who is full of decadence. If the other party, who is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, gets ruthless and doesn't want to die, he will not have an easy time either.
The old giant crocodile regained his composure, still grinning with his mouth wide open, and threw out two spirit seeds, saying, "Daoyou, you have great magical powers. I admire you."
Chen An waved his sleeves and rolled up the spirit seed, and said with a smile: "It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning."
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he frowned slightly when he saw that the other party was reluctant to leave.
Xun Liang, who had just collapsed on the ground, also recovered a little. He stood behind the giant crocodile old man with a fearful look on his face. When he met Chen An's gaze, a bit of fear flashed across his expression and he lowered his head slightly.
Chen An was playing with the Blood Sea Flute in his hand, and said calmly: "Ladies and gentlemen, you lost the fight and still want to fight in a group?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you are joking. We are all neighbors, how can you be so mean?"
The old giant crocodile smiled awkwardly. If he risked his life and joined forces with other demon kings, he might be able to defeat the opponent, but he himself would most likely be seriously injured and die.
After living for so many years, he is unable to sacrifice himself for the benefit of others.
"To be honest, I have something to ask of you."
"What's the matter? Tell me!"
"I heard that you have the Magical Demon Grass. Do you have any that are over a thousand years old?"
Last time, Chen An was able to use the Magic Demon Grass to attract several demon kings. He guessed that there must be someone who needed this spiritual plant. He never thought it was this old crocodile.
But, the other person looks so tired, with dirt covering his neck, how could he still be in the mood?
"Yes, yes, but..."
Chen An paused and tossed two fourth-level spirit seeds in his hand, the meaning was self-evident.
"Yes, yes, I still have a few seeds of Nine-Wheel Wind Grass here," the old giant crocodile agreed, trying his best to hide the excitement in his expression.
"Fellow Daoist, you are joking. Even if the Fantasy Demon Grass is a third-level spiritual medicine, how can you exchange a fourth-level spiritual seed for a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine?" Chen An smiled contemptuously and waved his hand.
The old crocodile looked bitter: "Fourth-level spiritual plants are very rare. Even I only have these two."
"How about this."
He said with a pained heart: "Nine-wheeled wind grass needs muddy mud to grow. I have some in the marsh. I'll get some for you. These extra nine-wheeled wind grass seeds will be used as a deposit. How about that?"
The mixed divine mud is a fourth-level spiritual soil. Even if it is as vast as a swamp, there is not too much of it. This time it is considered a big loss.
Chen An raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Okay, I want 100 kilograms, otherwise no deal!"
"you"
The old crocodile snorted coldly and said, "You are so cruel, let's go!"
"and many more!"
Xun Liang hurriedly said: "I don't want the Yin Yang Wind Bottle anymore, can you return the clone to me?"
As he got closer, he could vaguely feel that his clone was on the Kuxiu Mountain, and his cultivation and soul were all sealed, so he could not ask him for help.
"Okay, but what will you give me in exchange?"
"I'll tell you how to upgrade the Yin Yang Wind Bottle into a spiritual treasure!"
"A word is settled!"
Upon hearing this, Chen An readily agreed.
After a long time.
Chen Anzhe returned to Beishan. After being baptized by thunder, the area around the cave was in a mess, but fortunately, due to his careful protection, the spiritual field was not affected.
He turned and came to the cave where the white-robed wolf demon was imprisoned. Before the other party could react, the power of the five thunders in the sky knocked it unconscious.
After he was completely motionless, Chen An fed him some Glazed Wine, which expelled the three Blood Soul Immortals from his body.
After hesitating for a moment, he activated the soul-searching technique to erase the other party's memory of coming to Kuxiu Mountain.
After completing these, he picked up the wolf demon, returned to the outside of Kuxiu Mountain, and returned it to Xunliang.
The other party got what they wanted and left quite satisfied.
Seeing that the monsters had completely disappeared into the distance, Chen An's consciousness swept across the low hills, locked onto Chen Qing's figure, and said in a voice transmission: "Organize the tribesmen to come back."
After finishing all this, Chen An finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just going through the tribulation had made him quite tired, and then he had to fight Xun Liang, which made him exhausted both physically and mentally.
But he still didn't dare to rest. All the formations on the mountain where he had practiced hard to overcome the tribulation were destroyed, so he had to set up a few more quickly.
Although the third-level formation does not have much effect on Nascent Soul cultivators, it is still necessary to slightly conceal the aura of the spiritual plants in the spiritual field.
Fortunately, most of the heavy water lilies in the pond were over two hundred years old. He randomly harvested four of them and obtained four sets of Taiyin Water Element Formations again.
According to the previous position, they set up the mountains in the east, west, south and north, and then the work was done.
He immediately returned to the cave, sat cross-legged, immersed his consciousness in the sea of consciousness, and restored his spirit and magic power.
Magic power can be restored quickly by taking elixirs, but the soul can only be restored slowly through meditation.
During meditation, Chen An seemed to have a dream. He dreamed that he was in a large swamp, swimming freely in it, getting covered in mud, but enjoying it.
But as he was swimming, suddenly a giant crocodile emerged from the swamp and pounced towards him with its mouth open.
Chen An suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, a huge dog head appeared in his sight, licking his face with its pink tongue.
"Elder, you are finally awake."
A gentle voice came from the side, and Chen Shuang was looking at Chen An with a worried look on his face.
Seeing the man and the dog, Chen An felt relieved. Having been together day and night, he was familiar with the man and the dog's aura. He was also familiar with the methods of entering and exiting Beishan and the cave. In addition, the two of them had no ill intentions, so Chen An did not quickly notice the approach of the other party and instinctively took protective measures.
“How long have I been meditating?”
"It's been a month. There's an old man with a white beard outside looking for you. He's been waiting for more than half a month."
"Old man with white beard?"
Chen An was curious and swept his spiritual sense outside the mountain, and found that the other party was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He slowly stood up and planned to meet the other party.
"Ouch."
The black-haired dog bit the corner of his clothes, with a look of grievance on its face.
Chen Shuang smiled and explained, "Ever since the elder went into seclusion to break through, there have been very few old spiritual medicines in the clan, and it ate them all. It didn't eat the younger ones, and now it has been hungry for several months."
Chen An shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "I remember that I gave Chen Qing a lot of second-level elixirs that were more than a hundred years old. How come they are gone so quickly? Could it be that you, a girl, have used up all the elixirs you were trying to make?"
Hearing this, Chen Shuang's face flushed, his expression was evasive, and his little hands fiddled with the corners of his clothes, looking a little at a loss.
She said shyly, "No way, Shuang'er Shuang'er is also trying to become a second-level alchemist as soon as possible."
"Okay, it's not your fault. Here are some second-level elixirs that I have accumulated. You can use them. I will also let you feed the black-haired hound in the future." Chen An took off a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Chen Shuang.
"Wow, so many!"
Chen Shuang's eyes were shining and her face was red, not sure if it was because of the redness from before or because of excitement.
Leaving the job of feeding the dog to Chen Shuang, Chen An left the cave and jumped away, heading towards the Nascent Soul aura outside the mountain.
"I am Lihuo, I guess this is Fellow Daoist Chen An."
Ancestor Lihuo was in high spirits, looking Chen An up and down with a pair of bright eyes.
"It is me. It turns out that it is Daoist Fellow Lihuo who has come in person. I have made you wait outside the mountain for more than half a month. I am truly guilty, truly guilty."
Chen An bowed and saluted, while also looking at the other person.
The old man in front of him was full of extremely rich fire-attributed spiritual energy, like a volcano about to erupt, giving a very oppressive feeling. It seemed that Nanming Lihuo's methods were quite good, otherwise he would not have been able to resist the Jiyin ancestor who was at the third level of the Nascent Soul with his cultivation level of the second level of the Nascent Soul.
The old ancestor Ji Yin had already broken through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and then seriously injured the demon clan. Now he is probably not far from recovering his cultivation.
Ancestor Lihuo most likely came here for this matter.
Sure enough, after a few pleasantries, the other party got straight to the point, saying nothing more than to be more cautious and that people in the six regions of the Far East should help each other and so on.
Chen An had expected this, and since he was indeed in the Six Regions of the Far East, he naturally would not refuse.
However, he asked curiously, "I have a question. The six regions of the Far East and Dongzhou both belong to the righteous path. Why did the righteous sects in the heart of Dongzhou turn a blind eye to the invasion of the six regions of the Far East by the Jiyin Sect?"
Logically speaking, even if the righteous forces in Dongzhou are unwilling to conflict with the evil forces, as both are righteous forces, they should at least express their stance and try to mediate the situation.
Up to now, the righteous forces in Dongzhou have not said a word, as if they have completely given up on the six regions of the Far East.
Lihuo Patriarch looked embarrassed and had a hint of regret on his face. He sighed and said, "This is all my fault. I was too impulsive when I was young."
"Back then, when I had just reached the Jindan stage, I went out to Dongzhou for training. I met a beautiful female Jindan cultivator from the Taixu Sect. I fell in love with her and did everything I could to win her over."
"We were originally in love, but it wasn't until several Jindan cultivators from the Taixu Sect came to hunt me down that I realized that this woman was actually the concubine of a Yuanying cultivator from the Taixu Sect!"
"I regretted my decision when I found out, but it was too late. That Nascent Soul cultivator was named Li Xiuxuan, and he is now a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage."
"But this matter concerns his reputation after all, so it's not good to make it public. I fled back to the sect under the protection of that woman. In order to prevent the matter from being leaked and losing face, Li Xiuxuan didn't dare to make it public. I suffered a loss in silence, and I can be considered to have escaped this disaster."
"This cultivator is also the leader of the righteous path. With just one word, no one from the righteous path dares to stand up and help me in the Six Regions of the Far East!"
Chen An was speechless after hearing this. He thought that this old guy was really lucky to have cheated on a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage and still be safe and sound.
Come to think of it, if Li Xiuxuan attacked Lihuo Palace with great fanfare, it would definitely attract attention. By then, if he was really pushed to the limit, the Lihuo Patriarch would most likely make the cuckold incident public.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Li Xiuxuan would definitely pay great attention to the impact of this matter on his reputation.
However, this kind of thing is all old news, so Chen An couldn't say much.
Lihuo Patriarch did not forget to warn, "Brother, please do not spread any word of this. Not many people know about this. If it is leaked, Li Xiuxuan will come to kill us, and none of us will be able to escape."
Upon hearing this, Chen An cursed the old man in his heart. The other party told him this matter openly, seemingly trusting him, but in fact he was trying to drag him into this.
If the Lihuo Patriarch secretly sent a message to Li Xiuxuan, saying that Chen An also knew about Li Xiuxuan's cuckolding, then killing him at the Lihuo Palace would cause too much noise, but if he eliminated a small family in the Qingyun Domain, the noise would be much smaller and would not attract too much attention.
"Don't worry, I won't say a word more."
Chen An took a deep breath and said, he was not a talkative person.
It is estimated that Patriarch Lihuo did this because he was afraid of him because he learned about the battle between him and Xunliang. As long as the two of them are at peace, the other party will naturally not do such a thing that hurts the enemy by a thousand and hurts himself by eight hundred.
Who knows if Li Xiuxuan will destroy the Lihuo Palace after destroying the Chen family?
"That's good."
Lihuo Patriarch's old face was smiling like a chrysanthemum, and he said with a smile: "By the way, my unfilial disciple Wu Jianquan is probably staying as a guest here, fellow Daoist. He has been away for many years, and it's time for them to come back, don't you think so, fellow Daoist Chen?"
Chen An's mouth twitched, and he said, "Yes, it's time to let this kid go back."
"But he eats and drinks at my place, and he even takes up my place at Kuxiu Mountain. Shouldn't he give him some accommodation fees?"
"you"
Lihuo Patriarch took a deep breath and said, "I have a top-grade spirit stone here."
"I want spiritual seeds!"
After a long time, the two bargained and Chen An got a fourth-level spirit seed.
He snorted coldly and returned to Beishan in disappointment.
It is difficult to get too many benefits from this old guy who has lived for many years. Instead, he is restricted everywhere. It is already good enough for him not to suffer any loss.
In comparison, he still prefers to get along with the giant crocodile old man and the demon kings. He doesn't need to use his brain too much and can take the initiative with strength alone.
Arriving at the cave where Wu Jianquan was imprisoned, Chen An followed the procedure, electrocuted him, forced out the Blood Soul Immortal, and activated the Soul Searching Technique to erase the other party's memory of coming to Kuxiu Mountain.
Go out and hand it over to the old ancestor Lihuo.
Since this old guy knew that Wu Jianquan was here, he naturally also knew about the deaths of his other three disciples. Chen An was surprised that he did not investigate the matter.
After watching the other party leave, Chen An took a look at the fourth-level spirit seed given by the Lihuo ancestor.
[Earth Core Fire Ganoderma, a fourth-level spiritual plant, likes to grow in the earth's fire. It is beneficial to fire-attributed skills and magical powers. The accompanying Earth Core Fire Essence is suitable for refining equipment.]
(End of this chapter)