Chapter 224: Spiritual Pattern Ink, Sword Intent Transforms

Inside the Qiankun Pot, all the clan members were gone. Chen An sat in the cave where he was practicing, his mind racing as he thought about the changes that had taken place over the past few months.

Since moving to Feiyun City, with the help of his clone Chen Sheng, all the people from Kuxiu Mountain have moved to Feiyun City, like a torrent pouring into a calm lake, causing ripples.

For these large numbers of cultivators entering the city, as long as a member of the Chen family comes forward and is then examined by Feiyun City to confirm that they are human beings, they will not be stopped at all.

However, the shadow of the Shadow Barbarian King from last time has not yet dissipated, and his fox-like behavior has forced the Feiyun City Lord's Mansion to learn from its mistakes and take a series of countermeasures.

The City Lord's Mansion issued an order that all cultivators entering and leaving the city gate, regardless of their status, must smear a special spiritual pattern ink on their bodies.

The magic of this ink is that it can resonate with the primitive wild power in the barbarians' bodies, leaving behind extremely subtle spiritual marks, as if branded deep in the soul, difficult to erase. However, for ordinary humans, it is no different from ordinary spiritual ink.

This method is more subtle and accurate than the blood-detecting mirror. The City Lord's Mansion can use special means to quickly and accurately search for the traces of the barbarians in the city.

Even those who were good at hiding from the Shadow Barbarian King's tribe could not escape this little spiritual ink. In just a few months, two barbarians tried to get away with it by cheating, and then fell into the trap, where the Feiyun Guards who were guarding the city swarmed over and captured them alive.

However, the City Lord's Mansion did not become complacent with this, but launched a comprehensive investigation with lightning speed, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, leaving no corner untouched.

What was shocking was that a barbarian spy was lurking inside the City Lord's Mansion. This news was as shocking as thunder, but it also proved once again that the barbarians were not as rough as they seemed on the surface, and were extremely cunning in their hearts.

Fortunately, the conspiracy failed, and those hidden aliens were captured one by one, surrendered, and thrown into the underground prison.

"The barbarians have fought against the humans for so many years, and they have survived the storm. They are indeed unique. They have infiltrated the City Lord's Mansion, which is a warning."

The storm is about to come, so Chen An naturally has to be prepared to deal with it.

The advancement of cultivation can be further improved in a short period of time by relying on the fruits of the fairy trees, while the subsequent measures need to focus on those sixth-level spiritual plants.

However, these sixth-level spiritual plants are not comparable to the ordinary spiritual plants of the past. What they crave is not only a more powerful supply of spiritual energy, but also have strict requirements on the soil texture.

However, these sixth-level spiritual plants are incomparable to previous spiritual plants. Not only do they require a larger supply of spiritual energy, but they also have very high requirements for the quality of the soil.

During these years, the rich spiritual energy of Beishan has infiltrated the soil in the spiritual fields, causing it to be reborn. It is no longer the ordinary spiritual soil of the past, but it is still not as good as higher-level soil.

The sixth-level spiritual plants have begun to develop spirituality and are extremely picky about the soil quality. The ideal soil is the five-element soil that is fertile, balanced in the five elements, and can gather spiritual energy on its own. It is most suitable for planting sixth-level spiritual plants.

The five elements of earth are divided into innate and acquired.

The five elements of earth, gold, wood, water, fire and earth are perfectly integrated and the optimal proportion can be maintained without external force. The spiritual plants nurtured in this period can get the most suitable spiritual nourishment, grow rapidly and have excellent quality.

However, this land is extremely rare and difficult to find, and is almost extinct in the world of immortal cultivation. Even if it does exist, it is most likely owned by someone else.

Chen An knew a place where there must be innate five elements of soil, and that was Lingxiyuan!
But after what happened last time, he didn't want to go to this kind of place a second time.

As for ordinary Void-Refining cultivators, even if they could occasionally come across someplace selling them, they probably wouldn't have enough financial resources to buy enough to plant spiritual plants.

On the contrary, the acquired five elements of earth have a better cost-effectiveness.

The acquired five elements earth is made by high-level cultivators with the innate earth as the core, using a complicated earth refining secret method, combined with the natural treasures unique to Yunyin City, such as mica spirit stones, colorful crystal sands, etc., and it has been continuously nurtured and refined for decades or even hundreds of years.

Although it is not as perfect as the innate five elements soil, with careful blending, it can adjust the proportions of the five elements according to the needs of specific spiritual plants, making it more suitable for the cultivation of certain special spiritual plants.

Unfortunately, due to the particularity of its refining process, only Yunyin City in Qingcangzhou can refine it.

"Five Elements Soil has always been in short supply. There is no way to obtain it for the time being. However, when the time comes, there will always be a way to deal with it."

Chen An stretched out his hand and gently touched the storage bag. In a blink of an eye, a warm jade box was in his hand.

As soon as the box was opened, three gray-brown nimble figures rushed out almost impatiently, and whooshed straight out of the cave.

"These three little guys are full of energy. Don't worry, you will have the opportunity to release your energy later."

Chen An had a smile on his face, and he blew. Three rays of light flashed, and the three little guys were surrounded by the light.

These soul-eating borers feed on spiritual plants and are good at escaping underground. With a little training, they can loosen the soil day and night to balance the spiritual energy in the field, which can solve the urgent problem temporarily.

Speaking of the method of controlling insects, Chen An actually found a suitable set of techniques from the vast library of techniques in his mind that he had obtained from the mermaids.

All things in the world have their own spirit. Even tiny insects contain mysteries.

The Art of Taming Spirit Insects originates from the ancient monks who gained enlightenment by observing insects. They absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, felt the vitality of all things, used their minds as guides, communicated with insects, and controlled all insects to make them work for them.

Practitioners need to sit quietly and meditate, visualizing a five-colored halo surrounding their body and concentrating their mind to form an "insect language heart seal". This seal is the basis for controlling insects. Only when the mind is pure can one sense the faint spirits of insects and initially establish a spiritual connection.

Chen An has been practicing the Soul Refining Technique for many years, and his spiritual awareness far exceeds that of his peers, so calming his mind and concentrating is naturally a piece of cake for him.

After sitting in meditation for a few days, using the heart seal as a medium, Chen Anjing listened quietly to the subtle sounds around him, trying to understand the language of insects, and gradually established communication with one or two spiritual insects in front of him, feeling their joys and sorrows, and resonating with their rhythm of life and death.

The cultivator of Lianxu has already condensed the shadow of his primordial spirit. Once his primordial spirit appears, he can easily see through everything in the world.

But for early cultivators, their primordial spirits are yin spirits, and are very susceptible to damage from extremely yang things, such as thunder magic, heavenly thunder, or spiritual fire.

Therefore, cultivators at this realm generally will not easily perform their spirit out of their bodies even if they are able to do so. Only when they reach the next realm, which is the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm, also known as the Transformation of the Spirit, can they achieve the goal of giving birth to Yang from Yin and then perform the spirit out of their bodies relatively safely.

It is worth mentioning that after completely transforming into Yang God in the late stage of Lianxu and growing to the extreme, one can try to advance to the fusion stage.

However, this is the secret place of the Qiankun Pot, so Chen An released his soul with confidence.

After the Yin Spirit left the body, everything seemed different. The slight sound of insects chirping was clear and distinct in Chen An's ears, and even the meaning of the sounds was clear to his mind.

A black mark slowly emerged between his eyebrows, and faintly took the form of a spirit insect.

The heart seal is complete!

Immediately, Chen An's brows lit up with joy. He cut his palm, used the blood as ink, drew a talisman on his palm, silently recited the spell three times, and injected magic power.

I saw three insect language heart seals flying out from the center of the eyebrows and drilling into the bodies of the three spiritual insects.

Somewhere in the dark, Chen An felt three faint life fluctuations in his mind, which controlled his actions and thoughts in a flash.

After retracting the three divine lights, the three spirit insects fell to the ground.

I saw them marching in a line, sometimes in a straight line, sometimes in a V-shaped human shape.

When they reached the spiritual field, the three little guys burrowed into the soil and disappeared.

Seeing them busy in the fields, Chen An immediately felt half relieved. As for the other half, it came from the sword-eating grass.

In order to grow this grass, the sword energy required is extremely huge. According to his current sword skills, let alone knowing the Nine Nether Sword-eating Formation, he can't even support more than a few plants of the sword-eating grass itself.

The only way to accomplish this now is to take the sword-wielding skills one step further and elevate them to the level of sword-intent taking shape.

In view of the fact that the barbarians are ready to make a move, Chen An feels that this formation is quite useful and can be used as the last trump card at a critical moment.

After figuring out what he had to do, Chen An immediately left the Qiankun Pot, left the Chen family residence, and headed straight for the central city. This time when he went to the Wanjian Tower, he was determined to reach the realm of sword intent transformation in one fell swoop!
It is not only a means of strengthening oneself, but after the sword skills are advanced, it can add great help to the arrangement of the Nine Nether Sword Formation, turning it into the biggest trump card in hand to prepare for future changes.

After passing through the first nine floors, Chen An went straight to the third area.

When we reached the deepest part of the ninth floor, the thunderstorm in the sky disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were filled with silence.

However, after a few breaths, it seemed that it had sensed the arrival of the person who was breaking into the tower. In the chaos, eight sword shadows flashed out and gradually condensed into solid human shapes.

Seemingly disdainful of the fact that Chen An's sword skills had not reached the level of sword energy transforming into a physical form, the sword-shaped figure emitting the aura of wind, ice, and thunder stood still. Instead, the other five figures leaped forward.

If he wants to reach the tenth floor, he must transform his sword energy into a shape. Chen An knows his own weight. With his current level of cultivation, the probability of passing is extremely small.

However, the purpose of this trip is not the tenth floor, but the human-shaped sword intent that has condensed into substance in front of them.

If you can utilize the Qingling Huaqi Jue to absorb a little, it will definitely be much more efficient than practicing in other places!

As he thought about it, the five human-shaped sword intentions of gold, wood, water, fire and earth had already set off, transforming into sharp swords and slashing towards Chen An.

The sword intent was so powerful that it penetrated the heavens and the earth, and it made Chen An's breathing become heavier.

"Such a strong sword intent!"

Chen An licked his lips with fiery eyes, and then eight sword energies of varying strengths emerged from his dantian, resisting the five figures in front of him.

At the same time, he silently practiced the Qingling Huaqi Jue, constantly absorbing some of the sword intent emitted by the opponent.

The sword intent of one of them may not be dissipated much, but absorbing the sword intent of five people at the same time makes the cultivation efficiency much higher than anywhere else in the first nine floors of the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

The five sword-intent figures before him have shown signs of transforming. Although not complete, they are much stronger than the cultivators whose sword intent permeates their bodies.

In just a quarter of an hour, Chen An's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared outside the Ten Thousand Swords Tower.

"What a shame, I was so close to hitting one of them hard!"

With a sigh in his heart, Chen An regrouped and stepped into the Ten Thousand Swords Tower again.

"Wu Guang?"

When passing the eighth floor, a crisp voice sounded behind him, and Situ Yanran interrupted Chen An's progress.

"Miss Situ, you are here to practice sword skills again."

Chen An nodded slightly, greeted him indifferently, and then took another step, intending to continue to the deepest part of the ninth floor.

"Are you going to challenge the eight great sword intentions?"

“Instead of practicing slowly in other levels, it is better to face the Eight Great Sword Intentions directly, which will sharpen myself better!”

Chen An said calmly, and then entered the portal leading to the ninth floor, and headed towards the gatekeeper at the deepest point again.

"as long as you are happy."

Situ Yanran didn't care much and stayed on the eighth floor to practice the ice sword intent.

As she expected, about a quarter of an hour later, Chen An passed by here again.

"Impossible."

Situ Yanran smiled contemptuously. Although the eight great sword intents were not the true sword intents incarnated, they already had a prototype and could only be passed by cultivators who had sword intents incarnated.

Although the opponent's sword intent is sharp, it is still some distance away from this step.

However, as time went by, Chen An came back again and again, and Situ Yanran was a little surprised.

Not only was I surprised by his perseverance in trying again and again, but I was even more surprised by the increasing time interval between Chen An's attempts.

From the beginning of a quarter of an hour, to two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour, and then to half an hour, an hour, and two hours.
If Chen An had not intentionally delayed outside the tower, this speed of progress would have been simply unbelievable.

Situ Yanran was more inclined to the former. After all, after every fight, ordinary cultivators would stop for a moment to sort out their gains.

However, driven by curiosity, she wanted to find out.

"Why are you following me?"

Chen An became very alert to Situ Yanran's stalking. Although he seemed ordinary on the surface, it would be better not to let others know about his Qingling Huaqi Jue.

"Fellow Daoist Wu must also know that I have lived on the eighth floor for a long time and am proficient in ice-attributed sword intent. If I can guide you, you will be able to deal with the eight sword intents more smoothly."

In Situ Yanran's eyes, if she lends him a helping hand, the other party's difficulties may be smoother, and she can also use this opportunity to accumulate experience and pave the way for future challenges. It is a win-win move.

Chen An responded coldly: "No, I don't need anyone's help for my problem. Miss Situ, please stop. If you follow me privately, I guarantee that you will appear outside the tower immediately!"

His words were firm and unquestionable. Situ Yanran was stunned for a moment: "This man is so strong!"

Looking at Chen An's departing back, Situ Yanran looked dazed. For some reason, she inexplicably thought of her father.

Back then, her father Situ Ying was also a loner and refused to accept help from anyone, as if he alone could defeat everyone in the world.

That pride was deeply engraved in her heart since childhood and became her spiritual support.

My father was also very powerful. He had killed several barbarian cultivators. He was a prominent figure among the Heavenly Guards and was respected by everyone.

Thinking of this, she had inexplicable expectations for Chen Ansheng, and only hoped that he could hold on longer this time.

Deep in the ninth floor, Chen An was sweating profusely.

Manipulating the eight sword intents, he broke through the defense of the five sword shadows and cut the sword intent of water into two parts with one sword. Suddenly, the extremely huge sword intent of water filled the surroundings.

"Finally it worked!"

Without having time to think, Chen An immediately pushed the Qingling Huaqi Jue to its extreme, absorbing the sword intent of water in front of him like a hungry man.

The external sword intent surged in like a tide, and the sword intent in the body surged along with it. The sword intent of water became increasingly mellow and expanded violently, and its quality was also evolving.

Originally, the sword intent was intangible and could only be touched by thought, but now it seemed to be real, slowly wriggling, and finally condensed into a small sword shape.

Chen An's mind changed, and it seemed that the sword could transform everything according to his will.

However, now is not the time to be happy. The most urgent task is to deal with the human-shaped sword intent in front of us.

Before his eyes, the three sword intentions of wind, ice and thunder, which had been lying dormant at the back after just dealing with the sword intention of water, suddenly leaped forward.

(End of this chapter)